By: Vinny Martello

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Chapter:1

The First Shots Fired

The last few shots were fired, and Andross was no more.

After fox put Andross six feet under, he seemed a little more satisfied with his life. The years were slow after his defeat and not much buisiness came about. It was pretty much like a dull vacation... no work, but no play either.

Fox: So, any of you guys wanna' go somewhere for our little time off?

Slippy: Actually, I'm not sure. I just really want to keep working on this translating device, it's fluent in 150 languages but still has a few kinks.

Fox: Wow, thats not bad Slippy. Could you invent something useful? I dont know, like a soft-serve machine?

Slippy: Very funny Fox.

Falco: Hey I know, why dont we...

Just then a message from from general pepper came into the bridge of the great fox. "Fox, I have a favor to ask of you, there were shots fired near the Cornerian air base I want you to check it out, regularly the police force could have handled this, but this time it is a little bit different." "Ok Chief, be there in no time."

The Team arrived at the Cornerian air base in their arwings and they opened the cockpits. A guard escorted them to the scene. When fox walked passed the yellow tape, amidst the blood and plasma burns in the ground, was a blood-stained note. It was written to a guy named Ravas Embers and the odd part was, its return adress was signed James McCloud! Fox opened it up and read it:

Hey Roz! I heard you had yourself a son not too long ago, congratulations. Knowing you, he will make a good pilot and an even better comedian. When he comes of age he should enlist in the airforce, just like you. Well any-hoo I have some mission concerning that old fool Andross, wish me luck!

-James

Fox was astounded, who could have gotten this letter? And how? General Pepper shortly arrived thereafter and told Fox that the person holding the letter was in the air base hospital.

Fox entered the hospital and Pepper showed him the room. Fox looked apon the child and noticed something, he looked a lot like James McCloud.

Fox: Well that's unusual. He looks a lot like my dad.

General Pepper: He must be the son of old Roz.

Fox looked at the child who lay there sleeping. Even though he was badly injured he looked at peace. There was certainly a mystery about just waiting to be revealed.