Hi guysLegacy here. This is my first Starfox story. I'm surprised that I haven't already done one of these as my first ever OC was from the Starfox games. just to let you know I don't own Starfox, I only own my OCs and the plot to this story. so I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think. (Constructive criticism only please)

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Prologue

I never thought that it would end like this, personally I thought I would be taken down in the heat of battle, or maybe from a fatal crash. Never like this, barley standing, bleeding out from far too many wounds and looking down the barrel of my best friend's gun.

If this is how I go, betrayed by the one I called a friend then let me tell you about myself. Firstly my name… I don't remember my original name, it has been too long. The name I have picked out for myself, the name that is feared my many, my name is Raven.

I'm the last of my kind, I arrived in the Lylat system after fleeing my home world after its sun went super nova, destroying the planet and killing the rest of my kind. My species was once believed to be a myth, I am the last Phoenix.

Despite me being a phoenix I'm not immortal, believe me I'm not. However some of the traits were accurate. I am stronger but not super strong like what was believed. I can control the fire element, using it as both an offensive and defensive technique. I am also fire proof, allowing me to seek cover in places that people will never think to look. Phoenixes are said to have healing properties, so far I have not found any. Yes I do tend to heal faster than others and I can withstand things that should kill me. But I don't heal instantly and I'm defiantly not bulletproof.

My appearance is unique even for a phoenix, I maintain my feathers by keeping them short, if I let then grow they would become a nuisance. Apart from my tail that I have let grow, the feathers running up my back before curling elegantly back down the tips barely missing the ground. My eyes are a deep blue while the feathers around them are a dark red. What make my appearance unique is that my feathers are a jet black colour that turn a molten gold when I use my fire abilities.

I was forced to flee my home when I was a child, my parents placed me in the family war ship before setting the auto pilot to take me to the farthest reaches of the galaxy. I was young, not stupid. As I escaped I had to watch as my planet, my home was destroyed. I spent most of my early life floating through space. Only as I grow and learned how to work the auto pilot, I was able to search for a new home. Eventually finding the Lylat system.

After landing on Corneria, with nowhere to go and no one to turn to I became a thief, stealing to survive. As the years passed, I slowly rose through the criminal world, eventually becoming an assassin and the most wanted and feared person on the planet. Eventually meeting Slip and Abby and becoming close friends with them and partners in crime.

Over time my reputation as the most dangerous person and the massive bounty on my head, gained the attention of bounty hunters as well as the Star Fox team. However by this time I was untouchable, having a large network covering all the communication lines as well as all the surveillance systems. I owned the night, I was the reason why the night was feared, the reason why people watched their backs, the reason why people jumped at the smallest noise.

Then it all crumbled around me, a danger far greater the all the others that the planet had faced arrived. Forcing me out of my comfort zone, forcing me to defend the planet that I owned. However even as I was outnumbered, out gunned and unprepared I refused to back down or run. However what broke me was something I never believed would happen.

So here I stand, right near the goal but yet so far away at the same time. Staring down my friend through the barrow of a gun. Weighting and anticipating the one shot that would end it all.