Star Fox team and Star Wolf team copyrighted by Nintendo
Vixo, Melfina, and the rest that aren't Randomcolor's copyrighted by me
Sezidan, Felina and rest that aren't mine copyrighted by Randomcolor
Light Side
By Darkslyfox
Heroes
Vixo McCloud – main character, long lost brother of Fox McCloud, but he doesn't know that. He's an ace pilot working for the Cornerian Army with the brains to match. Red fox species.
Odius Klavatan – old mechanic for the Cornerian Army, knows all about the vehicles in the army, becomes good friends with Vixo. Brown wolf.
Arastor "Sezidan" Shardeth – Unknown past. He is of the Red Fox species.
Sergeant Marcoks – Drill sergeant of Vixo's group, hates his name being made of, also is stationed on the CS Freedom with Vixo. Leopard species.
Melfina Helaroy – female pilot in Vixo's flight group, Vixo's somewhat rival wink wink Brown fox species
Revano Zandry – cocky, muscular, but serious male pilot in Vixo's group. Red bird.
Marcus Rolavine – another pilot for Vixo's group, very good with strategy and maneuverability. Grey wolf.
Captain Felina Cartivan - Captain of the ship CS Freedom. Vixo's commander.
The Star Fox team: Fox McCloud, Krystal, Slippy Toad, Falco Lombardi.
Villians
Aparoids - Invading army which threatens the Lylat System.
Any of Sezidan's enemies also counts. (Look on Randomcolor's story of Dark Side)
Star Wolf team takes no sides.
Chapter 1 Wild Ride
"Finished," said the young, red fox, Vixo McCloud, as he handed his completed entrance test to the military clerk across the counter.
"Alright, let's see how u did." The clerk put the test in a machine slot, pressed a few buttons, and had the machine do its grading work. Moments later, the machine showed the test results on its screen. "Looks like u scored a 95 on it, Mr. McCloud. You could enroll into any field. But you'll have to take your pick from here," the clerk said as he handed Vixo a role application form.
Vixo looked through the long list of jobs, seeing various ones like Medic, Soldier, and Special Forces. Only one really caught his eye however. "Ah, here we go. Pilot. I was born to fly, hehe." With that, he filled out his form and handed it back to the clerk.
"Pilot it is then. You are assigned to a military housing facility until we ship you out after graduation. Here's your key." The clerk handed Vixo an ID card and a key to his apartment.
Vixo then headed out the door, reading over his ID to find his apartment's location. Luckily, it was within walking distance. When he found his apartment, he stepped inside and immediately noticed two beds. One with a blank logo, the other already having "McCloud, Vixo" displayed on it.
"Man they're fast with that," he said as he looked at the name on his bed. He packed his clothes and stuff in his dresser and placed a picture on top of it. The picture was of his adoptive parents and himself as a child. He had lost his real parents at a very young age in an accident. He couldn't remember anything of it though, or of his real parents for that matter.
"Think I'll go for a little walk," Vixo said as he finished unpacking. He stepped outside, locked up the apartment, and headed down a sidewalk path. As he walked, he passed by a big building that seemed to be a hanger. A mechanic was inspecting one of the ASF-2s when he saw Vixo walking by.
"Hey, boy!" Come here!" he yelled, motioning Vixo over with a wrench in his hand. Vixo walked to where he was. "What's your name boy?"
"Private Vixo McCloud, sir," Vixo replied.
Wonder if there's any relation, the machanic thought. "Eh, don't call me sir, boy. Makes me feel old. The name's Odius Klavatan, but you can call me Oddy. Ever fly one of these before?" he asked as he motioned toward the ASF-2 that he was inspecting.
"No, sir...er, I mean Oddy, but I've read alot about 'em. The ASF-2: the fastest, most maneuverable air/spacecraft in the Cornerian military. It has the power and defense to match too," Vixo said. However, he knew only one other ship that could beat any military aircraft any day. He just didn't want the government to know about it yet.
"Not bad. These babies need to be tested out, and the group here is one guy short. Wanna go for a spin?" With that, Oddy tossed the key to the ASF-2 to Vixo.
"Sure, why not?" Vixo stepped into the ship and sat in the pilot seat.
"Alright, let me show you the controls," said Oddy as he climbed up the ship with Vixo. He started pointing out various buttons and switches. "You got your steering here and auto-pilot there. Your thrus..."
"Thruster there, cloaking, missles, ion firing, charge-up blast. I haven't flown an ASF-2 before. Doesn't mean I don't know the controls and how to fly all together," Vixo said with a tinge of sarcasm as he put on a headset hanging off a bar.
"Well, you should've just told me," said Oddy, looking a bit stricken back. "Take off is in four minutes. Do a systems check and make sure everything is green. You'll be able to talk to me on that headset of yours."
"Gotcha," Vixo replied as he closed the hatch and turned on the ignition. The front window showed the ship going through its series of diagnostics. Next it showed the ship's status and eleven other small screens showing the other ships. Radar also came up in the corner of the screen. "All systems are green. Ready for take off."
Oddy's voice came through the speaker in the headset. "Copy that, all ships, take off is in T minus 30 seconds and counting." All the ASF-2s starting there hovering thrusters, lifting the ships off the ground. The roof of the hanger opened for the departure, revealing the Cornerian blue sky.
"T minus 10…..9……8……7……6…." The engines started revving in the back of the ships. "5……4…..3…." Vixo gripped his thruster lever, waiting to push it as high as it would go while gripping his joystick until he had white knuckles. "2…….1…….GO!" Within a split second, Vixo pushed the lever to high and was the first one out of the hanger. He started doing barrel rolls and flips, really testing out the maneuverability.
From the ground, Oddy looked at the boy's skills in amazement. "Damn that kid can fly! He has to be related to him!" He pressed a button and sent out some machines into the air, now talking into the intercom. "Alright boys, here comes the drones. Time for target practice."
Within moments, Vixo shot out 29 of the 50 drones that were sent out. The others were calling him names for being a dronehog or else were staring at him in awe. They then flew in a group around the boot camp. "Hey, there's my apartment!"