Authors note:

So, this is my first ever fan fiction. I've read many other fictions, but never actually decided to make an account and write one myself until now. This probably won't be that good thinking about it, but I've already decided to do it. This story will start from the perspective of Fox, but will eventually transition into Wolf's perspective too. This is post Aparoid Invasion, I never really liked the alternate endings in Star fox Command, but I may still use terminology from the game. Anyway, onto the story.
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Chapter 1: Prologue

Lasers flew back and forth between the two teams. Both teams equal in skill, but not in equipment. A shot flew dangerously close to one of the pilots in blue, a vulpine to be precise, who narrowly dodged it. However, the fox was unknowingly putting his other team mates in danger. The shot flew true, straight through the centre of the Arwing. It was already in critical shape, but now it could no longer function.

The fox could hear his heart beating rapidly, a constant thrum in his ears. As he saw the blue and white ship fall into the planet below, keeping the pilot captive, his heart wrenched. Falco Lombardi, the ace pilot of team Star Fox, plummeted through the atmosphere and into the icy wastelands of Fichina.

"Get out of there Fox! We're outnumbered!" A squeaky voice sounded in his ears. Slippy.

"But what about Falco? We have to help him!" Fox argued against him. He couldn't believe he was thinking of leaving Falco behind. 'After all we have been through, did it mean nothing to him?' He wondered.

"Fox, you'll just be putting your own life in danger, please! We need to go now or else we'll lose even more." Stated Krystal. She also wanted to leave Falco behind? He would have thought she would have been the last to argue against saving him.

"Finally, that pain in the scales has finally been taken down a peg. I'm surprised you didn't get rid of him and his obnoxious ego of his sooner." Cackled Leon. Seeing that homicidal lizard surged anger within Fox. There was no way this psychopath was getting away with this!

"Leon! I knew only a psycopath like you could be the cause of this!" Fox shouted through my comm device. His cackling only amplified in volume, and all he could see was red. Rage fueled him at this moment, coursing through his veins.

"Fox, don't let him get to you. We have to go now before it's too late." Krystal said. He can feel her probing his mind, no doubt she can feel the rage within his mind too, but she was still calm. 'How can she still be calm at a time like this?' Fox thought

Fox however, ignored the caution given by Krystal and went on the offensive. He didn't know why he was doing this, but he never questioned it. He always followed his instincts, and so far he was not proven wrong as to do so. Fox was being followed by three of the four members of Star Wolf, so he saw his opportunity. He quickly shot down towards the planets atmosphere. As the other ships followed, he did a half roll back upwards and shot at the bottom of the ship not following him. The shot pierced the hull of the ship and it started to malfunction.

"Fox, we have to get out of here. If we take one more shot, we're done for! Sorry about this." Fox looked at his radar and noticed the two green dots previously behind him leave. 'They just... Left me? How could they do this!' Fox was outraged from this act of cowardice. His team left him alone to fight as they fled cowardly. And now, he was under the mercy of team Star Wolf.

Fox continued to fight valiantly, even taking out one other ship from Star Wolf, but unfortunately he was outnumbered greatly. He couldn't keep dodging the shots they were firing at him. Suddenly, his ship jolted and he lost control of his ship. It flew in erratic patterns, slowly getting closer to the planet. Another shot struck his ship, and the gentle hum of the ships engine stopped. Fox slammed his fists into the ship angrily. The ship started to slowly fall into the planets atmosphere, just as Falco's ship had done, and accelerated rapidly. The ship rocketed to Fichina.

"Hah! I knew that we could take you down. The so called 'legendary team Star Fox' is nothing more than a novice team. You never stood a chance against the great Leon!" Leon cackled once more.

"Leon, there's no point in us being here any longer, the rest of the team fled. I guess I'm just going to have my chance with Krystal some other time" A deep purr sounded through my speakers. Panther, no doubt. If that creep tried as hard at flying as he did at trying to get into Krystal's bed, he would be the best pilot in Lylat. He saw the three current red dots on his radar fly away. The last image he saw of them was the malfunctioning ship lagging behind. The pilot never revealed his identity, but it undoubtedly had to be Wolf. That monstrosity of a leader was the only possible pilot.

"30 seconds until impact" A mechanical voice sounded through his headset. He could see the great white planet come towards him. He tried all he could to try pull up, but it was to no avail. Fox believed that resistance to this was futile, so he gave up. All he could see was white, until he suddenly blacked out.

Pain.

Everything hurt. The vulpines body was in pain. He could barely feel his limbs. He tried to move in his ship.

More pain.

But pain was good, in a way. Pain meant he was living, he had survived the ordeal. He could head distant voices in his head, speaking in frantic tones. He tried to focus on the voices he was hearing, but he couldn't decipher the words. All he could hear was that there were 3 distinct voices, most likely his team. His body hurt too much and soon after awaking did he black out again.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The same repetitive, monotone sound repeated without end. He was on a soft surface, most likely a bed, but where? Had his team found him and brought him back to the Great Fox? I thought they would have left for good. The noise was slowly becoming mind-numbing driving Fox insane, but there was nothing he could do to stop it. He could tell now from the noise he was hearing was most likely a heart monitor, so he was probably in the med bay. He couldn't think too hard, his head hurt too much to think.

Suddenly, the whirring sound of a door was heard and there were footsteps. He couldn't smell any foreign scents, so Fox felt safe in his bedridden state. Regardless of if he didn't like being stuck in bed, at least he wasn't in any danger.

"What are we going to do with him?" Krystal asked. "His injuries are extremely severe, i'm surprised he even managed to survive the crash." Her voice may have sounded composed, but he could still hear the slight tones of worry in her voice.

"I don't know. We're going to have to get to a hospital on Corneria quickly before his condition gets so bad that it's irreversible." Slippy said and unlike Krystal, couldn't manage to keep his emotions from seeping into his voice. It was a mixture of worry and fear. 'Is my condition really that bad? I thought our medical technology on the Great Fox was fine' Fox thought. He started thinking for the worse, wondering if he was going to be like this forever, but quickly dismissed the thought and kept hopeful.

"I guess I should start planning a route back. One of you make sure nothing bad happens in here while I'm gone, and if it does give me a shout" Peppy Hare quickly left the room, going to the main command center.

"I guess I can stay in here and watch over them if you want to go, Slippy. I know you will just get bored out of your mind" Krystal told Slippy.

'Wait... Them? Does that mean that they also got Falco to safety? I thought they didn't care...' Fox thought. His head kept banging, and thinking about what happened made his head hurt more. He just hoped that Falco made it out in better condition than he did.

"Okay Krystal, thanks. I'll go see how long the journey will take and come tell you." He didn't sound nowhere near as worried as he did when he originally came into the room. He guessed getting them out of his sight may calm his nerves more.

Once the whir of the door closing could be heard, a gentle sigh was heard from Krystal. "Oh Fox, if only you would have listened... At least then both of you wouldn't be in this state. But I guess you're not the only person to have blame." Krystal said in a low tone. She didn't even think Fox could hear her, but still said it. It tug on her conscience that this was partially her fault. If they didn't leave him on his own against Star Wolf, he might have not been in this state to start with.

The room seemed to suddenly move in a jolt. The journey to Corneria had just begun and Fox was not expecting it. His heart started racing from the sudden movement, surprised from it. The ship continued to move, but slowly got into more a stable movement pattern and he felt calm again.

After 5 minutes, Slippy returned, informing Krystal of the time it would take. According to Slippy it would take around a day to get there even in hyperspeed. Fox's head continued to bang, and the movement wasn't helping his case. The extreme pain in his head was torturing to him, agonizing him. Soon after Slippy left the med bay for the second time, exhaustion claimed Fox as his thoughts went back to black.

Fox got his thoughts back under his control. He had no clue how long he had been passed out for, but the engine of a ship and the movement of it was not there. He assumed they had arrived at Corneria. The air in his surroundings were different, it seemed more clinical. Had he been moved? He had no clue. 'Great, now I have no idea where I am. I guess they sent me to a hospital.'

Fox tried to open his eyes, but even with all of his effort they would not open. Fox felt deflated, wondering how much longer he would have to be in this state. He tried to move his body, and to his surprise he could actually move, albeit in slow movements. Once again, he tried to open his eyes, and this time he succeeded. Light filled his vision, and he had to close his eyes quickly, the light paining his retinas. Slowly, and more reluctantly, he opened his eyes again. This time, his eyes didn't hurt as bad, and he was able to keep his eyes open for a greater period of time. Granted, they still hurt, but at least it was bearable.

The room he was in was extremely bright. A light in the ceiling directly above him forced Fox to avert his eyes away. The walls were a pure white colour, as were the sheets on his bed. There was a TV at the side of his bed and a heart monitor. He suddenly noticed tubes connected to him, pouring a strange liquid into his blood. It felt weird to him, but he kept it in, as it was most likely to help him recover.

He looked outside the window to the left of him and saw giant monoliths of buildings and skyscrapers in rows on end. He was undoubtedly in Corneria, none of the other planets had the financial power to build such extravagant buildings for no reason other than for a demonstration of wealth. He was most likely in the middle of Corneria, as that was where the majority of the bigger buildings were placed. He looked at the biggest building of them all, and from there he knew it was the main governmental building, where all the big decisions were made. The top of the building had a large glass window, and inside there were two individuals.

It was most likely that the room was the president of Corneria's office. It seemed too important for it not to be. His vision was brought down into the background of Corneria, where the buildings were modest. That was where the middle class lives. Although he couldn't see further, he knew about the slums of Corneria. Those whom life was not too kind to. It was easy for the stuck up, rich politicians and leaders to ignore the condition of the poor when they didn't have to see the atrocities of their living standards.

The noise of a door opening distracted Fox, looking to his right he saw a door opening and a fairly tall, thin fennec dressed in a white coat walked into the room. Her facial expression showed her confusion, as she looked very surprised. "Oh, uh... Hello. Are you feeling any better?" The fennec asked, stuttering slightly. 'I guess she wasn't expecting me to be awake. I wonder what she was going to do while I was asleep.' Fox thought.

"I guess I am, at least I can move now, even if it's only slightly." Fox answered back.

"Well, that's good..." She seemed to be awkward talking to Fox.

"Do you want me to inform your team that you're awake?" She asked after a delay.

"Are they here?" He wondered. 'I thought they would be doing all sorts of things while we're in Corneria. I guess they're concerned...'

"Yes, they have been here since yesterday. They rushed in with you and haven't left since." she replied. The awkward silence took over again.

"Well then, if you would kindly tell them I'm awake I would be grateful." He replied. He had to get out of this awkward situation.

"Ok then, I'll just be going now." she stated as she quickly evacuated the room.

"God, that was an ordeal" Fox said as he sighed. He tried to move any further, and to his surprise he managed to sit up. He rested his head on the beds headboard, awaiting his teammates.

After a short wait, four people walked into the room. Krystal, Slippy, Peppy, and to his surprise General Pepper. "Fox! We're so glad that you're okay." Krystal said as she ran towards Fox and hugged him. However, Fox still had not recovered properly and the pain in his limbs returned.

"Agh, Krystal be careful please." he grunted.

"Oh... Sorry about that." Krystal backed off slightly.

"So, what's the news? About, well, everything." Fox asked. He had no clue what happened after the crash.

"Well, there's a slight problem. Your condition is fine and you should be able to continue your work after a week but..." General Pepper started "... Falco's condition is extremely severe, as you could probably tell. Luckily for you, you crashed into a snow mound, which cushioned your crash slightly. Falco however crashed into a mountain. He's lucky to still be alive but he's not woken up yet. We think he may be in a coma." Peppy finished.

Fox looked in their eyes, looking for any lie. His expression was blank. He wished it wasn't true, It couldn't be true, but all the signs said that they were serious. How could they continue to work without Falco, with three pilots? "We're so sorry Fox. If we hadn't have left you, you both wouldn't be in this situation" Krystal said lowly, she looked ashamed at leaving.

"It's... Okay." Fox slowly said. He wasn't sure if Krystal believed in what he just said. He wasn't even sure if he himself believed in it. He still felt betrayed.

"But what are we supposed to do without Falco, we can't operate efficiently enough with only three pilots?" Fox inquired.

"Well, I guess we're just going to have to try and find another person who can fill his role until he gets better, if he gets better that is." Peppy stated. Fox wasn't comfortable with the idea of having to hire somebody new, but he agreed reluctantly.

"I suppose we will."

End note:
Well, that's it for the first chapter. Sorry if it seems a bit rushed near the end of it, but I really wanted to start to go forward in the story. Also it may seem a bit weird to start a story like this but it's the only way I could think of doing it. Anyway, see you next time.