I do not own Star Fox, or Ultraman, all rights go to Nintendo, Tsuburaya Pro. Calvin Blake is owned by me.

Prologue

It was a beautiful morning in the metropolitan area of Knight City, New Jersey. Everything was peaceful there, people were walking around town do what they do everyday, had happy faces, blah blah blah you get the idea. But more to the point, this day revolves around a certain boy who's life would be changed forever. It all starts at a house that was crowded between a couple of other apartments and behind it was a few trees and plants that became the country side of the town. In this house lived a normal family, mom and dad and a boy. Let's move up to the boy's room shall we?

Inside the boy's room was which you usually expect from a teenager. There were posters on the wall which have heroes usually based on comics, games, and the last one was a collection of famous movie quotes that were well known throughout the history of film. A bunch of game consoles were littered but properly placed on the floor, and No...he is not a nerd. He is something much more. As soon as the sunlight shone through his window and onto his face, the boy woke up with a yawn and sat up.

As he rubbed his brown eyes open, he began to stretch his body as part of his morning routine. He has black spiky hair and had a scar that stretched across the ridge of his nose to his cheekbones and he was dressed in a white muscle shirt and blue boxer shorts. Then he started to get dressed, he opened his closet to get some new clothes. He took out a black t-shirt with a red-thumbs down on it and with the red words "YOU SUCK!" under it. Put some blue jeans on. Red shoes with the slanted edge on the front part for the toes. And last but not least, his favorite hooded leather jacket.

The boy's name was Calvin Blake, and he was 18 years old. He walked out of his room with a smile on his face and preceded to go brushing his teeth. After that he brushed his hair to make the spikes slant down. He left the bathroom and began walking down the staircase. There he walked to the kitchen and said towards the woman making breakfast.

"Morning Mom."

The woman turned around and smiled at her son, she was blond and had her hair in a ponytail, she was dresses in a yellow shirt and a brown skirt with flowers on it and wore white heels, she was very pretty. Melanie kissed her son on the cheek and replied "Good morning, Calvin."

She gave Calvin two chocolate waffles on a plate as she was sipping coffee. Calvin sat at the dining table and began to ate breakfast. As Melanie sat across from him, she said "So how do you think your father's performance at the city square will go?"

"It sounds great. I'm really looking forward to it. Although, I did keep track of a list of how many times dad performed a stunt and lived to tell."

"Ah, I hope your faith in your father is as strong as your concentration in finishing that homework assignment for the weekend."

"Don't worry, Mom. I finished without breaking a sweat."

"This isn't the same statement you made last time where you were actually watching Family Guy behind my back instead of working is it?"

"No! That time was different. I swear."

"If you say so."

"Well Mom, I'm going out to the city. I'll be back soon."

"All right, Calvin. Have fun."

"Okay thanks Mom. I gotta go." Calvin said as he finished breakfast.

The teenager walked out the front door with his head on straight, legs pumped for action, and mind ready for anything new that comes in his way. As he strolled through the walkway that is connected to the back of the city buildings. He looked both ways around the back of the department store to see if any bystanders weren't noticing him, usually that's a sign that you don't want any to see what you're hiding. That whatever you're hiding is very strange and powerful that no one should ever catch sight of it, in this case they're right.

Calvin blocked up his pent up emotions and concentrated on activating the powers within his mind. His thoughts came true as red lines spread through his body and flashed an aura of blinding crimson-colored light engulfed his entire body. As the pulsating light shine brightly for a few seconds, it faded away to reveal Calvin's startling change in appearance. His eyes changed from chocolate brown to dark-colored red , there was a black helmet/headband covering his forehead, and surrounded around his face to protect his cheeks and his nose and stopped to connect his chin. He was dressed in a red and black flexible, armored combat uniform, the neck and chest plate covered in red, the black shirt under the red design with long sleeves to the wrists, a long-sleeved red and black jacket with armored shoulder pads, black armored gloves with his fingers colored red, a slanted, armored red belt, black pants with the inner thighs covered in red, black boots with red armored pads to protect them, and last but not least a gray pouch strapped around his right leg with a glowing red sword in it.

He smiled as he felt his body coursing with power. Then he put his brain to work by constructing a makeshift sport bike completely made out of red and black armor powered with red-colored energy. The teen rested his lap on the seat and revved up the motorcycle, it's engine purr excited him even more as he prepared to set off. Parts of the black headband began to cover up the boy's head to make a helmet. Calvin took off on the motorcycle with a burst of speed and drove away from the alleyway.

The boy's motorcycle's drove through the city streets with bustling speed and maneuvered through the cars and crowded traffic. However, Calvin couldn't help but feel bored. He wondered where his powers could be of some use.

'Man, am I beat. One of these days I might have to get a job so I would have something to occupy my time.' Calvin thought as he formed a content frown on his face.

'It's not always peaches and cream though. My powers made my life turn to the worse. This city is filled with all sorts of bad guys, some that not even cops can handle. *sigh* Ya think by now the authorities would've made some changes to the way they lock up criminals. All well it's all about the little things in life.' He thought as sped through a water puddle which splashed filthy water onto an old man's car.

"You Goddamn motherfucker! Frickin' kids don't respect your elders these days." An old man named Mr. Kreigmire grumbled to himself as he preceded to clean up his car.

"Sorry old man. Didn't see that water puddle there." Calvin said as he laughed at Mr. Kreigmire's ill-shorted temper.

'Immature, I know. But I just couldn't help myself.' Calvin thought to himself.

Out of wind, the visor inside Calvin's helmet flashed a bit in his face and presented a picture of a futuristic metropolis with the name 'Corneria City-11' next to the place.

Calvin retaliated with shock. He gave no such orders to travel to another world. He tried using his mind to stop his motorcycle from taking him to the destination but for some reason, the bike failed to agree with him. Cyan electricity was expelled from the front of the vehicle with a laser prod open and cast open a cyan colored portal through which Calvin was too late to stop from driving in to and the portal disappeared before anyone could notice.

After that unexpected mishap, Calvin disappeared...to places he did not know of.