Prologue
The Black Arwing, a symbol that now signifies galactic peace and stability. The hopes and dreams of all the citizens of Lylat are ever present in its wings. A tale of great triumph and even greater symbol of power. It's absence a sign of peace and its presence the sign of hope. Or atleast that's what the rumors and legends depict.
This is a tale of the Black Arwing which soared through the skies for nearly a century. These legends though, these "rumors" mean nothing. The Black Arwing is a curse. A state of mind and responsibility thrusted upon her pilot.
This is the tale of Fox McCloud and his Arwing which would protect the Lylat over the course of many wars and government conspiracies. A pain stricken pilot who brashly charged forward along with his team, Starfox.
This is the tale of a father who deemed in necessary to protect his son Fox from the nearing villainy of a mad scientist and the threat of war. Who would die in order to preserve the peace of Lylat.
This is the tale of a boy who threw away all he knew in order to uphold that peace that his father worked so hard to protect.
This is the tale of Fox McCloud and his Black Arwing.