[Note: This is my first fic, so feel free to review, but don't insult, etc. I don't own Star Fox. Now go ahead and read!]
It had been a mere six months since the end of their Dinosaur Planet mission, and the Star Fox team was at it again.
Corneria was in the midst of a Venomian attack. A trio of Arwings streaked through the dusk sky in formation. The pilots were Fox, Falco, and the Star Fox team's newest member, Krystal. General Pepper had assumed this attack would easily be taken care of, judging by the Venomians' weak military, but he hired the Star Fox team anyway, as they were always a sense of security. Besides, they needed the money.
"There they are," Fox said. A squadron of Venomian fighters was headed straight for their location.
"They're going down! Let's go!" Falco yelled, always ready for a battle. The three Arwings broke their formation, followed by a fleet of Cornerian fighters.
A black Venomian fighter was sliced by a laser. Then another.
"This is pathetic!" Fox commented.
"I would have expected the Venomians to have been stronger. They've had so much time to re-establish their forces," Krystal said.
Venomian fighters were going down left and right. Suddenly-
"What the hell?! Fox, Krys, everyone-look at that-that thing! What is that?" Falco asked.
"What are you talking about, Falco?" Fox said, thinking Falco was joking. Then he saw it. It was a massive, black, angular vessel, sleek and lethal looking, with two energy cannons mounted on the bottom, and countless missile cradles on its sides. Venomian fighters and bombers were literally spewing forth from its hangars.
The two cannons glowed green, pulsing with electricity, and enormous bolts of green energy were expelled from each. The lasers collided with a skyscraper, blasting out floors and causing the entire building to collapse within seconds.
"Damn..." was all Fox could say.
"This is General Pepper speaking. We have something more powerful than expected on our hands. All fighters are ordered to retreat. Repeat, all fighters are ordered to retreat. We can't handle this thing just yet. Pepper, out."
Slowly, all of the remaining Cornerian fleet pulled up and away from the scene.
Krystal's voice came over Fox's radio on a private channel.
"Fox...we have no choice. This thing is too powerful. We have to leave."
Normally, Fox would never have accepted retreating. This time, however, even Fox could sense that they were outmatched.
"Let's go, guys," Fox sighed, pulling up on his Arwing's joystick.
The Arwings headed back to the Great Fox, away from the deadly machine.
It had been a mere six months since the end of their Dinosaur Planet mission, and the Star Fox team was at it again.
Corneria was in the midst of a Venomian attack. A trio of Arwings streaked through the dusk sky in formation. The pilots were Fox, Falco, and the Star Fox team's newest member, Krystal. General Pepper had assumed this attack would easily be taken care of, judging by the Venomians' weak military, but he hired the Star Fox team anyway, as they were always a sense of security. Besides, they needed the money.
"There they are," Fox said. A squadron of Venomian fighters was headed straight for their location.
"They're going down! Let's go!" Falco yelled, always ready for a battle. The three Arwings broke their formation, followed by a fleet of Cornerian fighters.
A black Venomian fighter was sliced by a laser. Then another.
"This is pathetic!" Fox commented.
"I would have expected the Venomians to have been stronger. They've had so much time to re-establish their forces," Krystal said.
Venomian fighters were going down left and right. Suddenly-
"What the hell?! Fox, Krys, everyone-look at that-that thing! What is that?" Falco asked.
"What are you talking about, Falco?" Fox said, thinking Falco was joking. Then he saw it. It was a massive, black, angular vessel, sleek and lethal looking, with two energy cannons mounted on the bottom, and countless missile cradles on its sides. Venomian fighters and bombers were literally spewing forth from its hangars.
The two cannons glowed green, pulsing with electricity, and enormous bolts of green energy were expelled from each. The lasers collided with a skyscraper, blasting out floors and causing the entire building to collapse within seconds.
"Damn..." was all Fox could say.
"This is General Pepper speaking. We have something more powerful than expected on our hands. All fighters are ordered to retreat. Repeat, all fighters are ordered to retreat. We can't handle this thing just yet. Pepper, out."
Slowly, all of the remaining Cornerian fleet pulled up and away from the scene.
Krystal's voice came over Fox's radio on a private channel.
"Fox...we have no choice. This thing is too powerful. We have to leave."
Normally, Fox would never have accepted retreating. This time, however, even Fox could sense that they were outmatched.
"Let's go, guys," Fox sighed, pulling up on his Arwing's joystick.
The Arwings headed back to the Great Fox, away from the deadly machine.