A/N: Hey y'all! I'm back! I finished this story a while back but have been sitting on it as I'm not exactly sure how good it really is. But as hesitant as I am, I didn't want it sitting around collecting dust so I decided to post it.
I've always been a big Fox/Krystal supporter. They were the first fanfic I ever wrote back in 2002. OH I FEEL OLD. Most of my Star Fox stories have been comedies with slight FxK moments so I wanted to do something that was more heavier with the romance because that seems to be what I excel at. This pairing has gotten some hate over the years and I can understand why due to cliches and the fact that a lot of people hate Krystal. But not me. I wanted to give the pairing a proper Boondock Jake romance story they deserved.
Also, the plot reflects on the fact that most fics portray Krystal being welcomed with open arms and no conflicts. I always suspected that there must have been some reservations from the team and wanted the story to encompass not only Krystal's relationship with Fox but the rest of the crew as well. I feel it's something different and some people might like that.
If you're wondering about the story Hard Labor and its status, I've hit a bit of a snag in the ending of the last chapter. A snag that might require me to remove the story and start over. I'm going to keep thinking to try and save it but that's where I'm at with it now.
WARNING: This story is one of my more...adult stories but not in the sense of straight out sexual content. It has some strong language, violence and yes, adult situations. Now I don't think it necessarily warrants an 'M' rating but it's probably borderline. I'll let you know now that this will NOT include a lemon although I'm probably pushing the boundaries on that. I'm telling you this so in case this does get moved to the 'M' section, you'll know where it is if you can't find it one day. In that case, favorite it!
Okay! You've listened to me ramble on long enough! Enjoy!
Wingmates
Fox's footsteps echoed through the halls of one of the Great Fox's corridors.
The sound bounced off the walls and disappeared down towards the belly of the ship where it would be drowned out by the faint rumble of the Gravity Stabilizer. Fox felt a rumble occur within him as well. A nervous and unnerving sort of feeling that refused to leave his body. He eventually came to a stop and leaned his back against the cool metal wall, a heavy breath leaving his lungs.
His actions over the past week rolled through his mind and while it brought him great joy to reminisce, he was also troubled by it. Troubled by his rash decision to do something without his team's immediate consent and their eventual reaction. Rash as it was, it was not something he could go back on nor would he ever consider it. Fox's decision came from a place where rational thinking was generally absent and insignificant.
In other words, a place from which he could find himself in some pretty deep shit if he wasn't careful.
But at this point in time, it may already be too late for that. Fox shook his head and pushed himself back to his feet. It was of little matter now. What was done was done and he needed to break the news to the others, difficult as that may be.
Continuing along the corridor, Fox came to his destination. Large printed letters in bright yellow advertised that he had reached the bridge of the Great Fox. He stopped at the door and took a deep breath before the doors slid open and he entered another short hallway that led to the command center. As he walked, he could feel that uncomfortable feeling well up inside him again but he pushed it down as he reminded himself of the reason for doing this.
A second door slid open and he was greeted with the familiar sight of control panels and massive window that revealed the beauty of the universe outside. He was greeted by another familiar sight as his comrades all stood around his command chair.
Just like old times.
Peppy and Slippy laughed about something as the two conversed with Falco. The would-be again Star Fox member cracked a cocky smile and said something which caused another bought of laughter. Fox wanted to smile at that but the truth was that he found it difficult.
He was thrilled that Falco was back.
He had missed his friend for eight years and when he came blazing through the stars to help him defeat Andross, Fox felt as if he had never left. But soon after the reunion, Falco's attitude seemed to sour and quickly. He was hostile and rude, more than usual. At least, that's what Slippy had told him. In truth, Fox had scarcely been around the Great Fox since their victory, opting to spend time on Dinosaur Planet. The reason as to why flashed in his mind and he felt a blush streak across his muzzle. He shook it off quickly as he approached them.
Now wasn't the time for that.
He would have to deal with Falco's behavior later. Right now, he had to address the situation at hand. They all stood at attention as he stopped in front of them. He swallowed hard.
"You knew this wasn't going to be easy so just get it over with already." His mind told him.
"What's up, Fox?" Slippy asked.
"Yeah, Fox, what's with the group huddle? Pepper got some trouble that needs taking care of? Star Wolf dicking around again?" Falco added.
Fox noticed the falcon seemed a little more upbeat and even excited as the smile on his beak seemed to grow at the prospect of a fight. Much different than from what Slippy had told him.
"I've been thinking." Fox answered.
"There's a surprise." Falco replied, a smirk on his beak. Fox shot him a glare but continued.
"Well, this whole Dinosaur Planet fiasco made me realize that I think…I think we should make some changes."
The others all frowned in confusion. "What kind of changes, Fox?" Peppy questioned.
"We need to really to focus on what's really important in being mercenaries of the Lylat System. Helping those who need it, not for money."
"What? You mean work for free?" Slippy asked, looking at the vulpine as if he were crazy.
"Not for free, no, but let's be honest. We wouldn't have given this planet a second thought if General Pepper hadn't offered us so much."
"Hmm. I guess that's true." Slippy mumbled, rubbing his chin.
Fox looked to Falco and the bird shrugged with indifference. "As long as I don't starve and keep on flying I'll help an old lady across the street if you want." He said.
Fox looked to Peppy who adjusted his glasses in surprise. "That's very noble of you, Fox. Can't say that's something I disagree with." Peppy said smiling.
"And I think we should expand the team." Fox blurted out faster than he meant to.
There was a moment of silence as Falco, Slippy and Peppy all gave him a long hard stare. "What do you mean expand?" Falco asked, his brow wrinkling in confusion.
"I've asked Krystal to join the team."
Falco's beak nearly hit the ground and Slippy and Peppy slowly exchanged a look. Another silence hung in the air and Fox could sense that feeling in his stomach increase tenfold.
"Wait, wait, wait, hold on," Falco sputtered, waving his hands in the air. "We've known this blue chick only for, what? A week? And you've asked her to join the team?" Falco asked, his feathers slightly bristling.
"So, what? She blows you and she gets a place in Star Fox?"
Fox's ears flattened against his head and let out a threatening growl.
"Don't talk about her like that."
"Well, excuse me if I worked my ass off to get my position in this squad and all she has to do is strut around in some trampy outfit. No way. I'm calling bullshit on this. And I think this whole 'noble' change is just an act to impress her."
"That's not true and I said don't talk that way about her." Fox growled again, his eyes narrowing at the bird. Falco crossed his arms and snorted.
"C'mon, Fox. You've spent every minute with her since she came onboard. Admit it. You're just trying to get your dick wet."
"Shut your goddamn mouth, Falco, or I'll shut it for you." Fox threatened, the fur on the back of his neck bristling.
"Try it, flea bag." Falco responded, his eyes narrowing at the vulpine now.
Fox took a step forward, ready to knock the avian's lights out but Peppy stood between the two.
"Alright you two, that's enough! Let's just calm down here."
Fox stepped back but his ears were still flat and he was clenching his fists into tight balls. Falco just looked away and let out a disapproving grunt. Peppy sternly addressed the two.
"First of all, Falco, don't think that just because you're back on the team that you can start throwing your weight around again. You up and left without a word so I don't think you have any authority to start any arguments right now."
Fox smiled inwardly but it was almost as if Peppy was expecting that.
"And, Fox, while I'm sure your heart is in the right place, I have to question your motives. We barely know this woman and the fact that you're offering her a position on the team raises a lot of questions."
"I know but it's not what you think," Fox protested. "She's a great pilot; she's been flying for almost her entire life. She told me Cerinia had starships and you saw the way she maneuvered that ship in here. No beginner can make a docking that smoothly."
"That still doesn't-"
"She tried to take on Andross with nothing more than that staff. She's got guts and she can fight. You said yourself that you were looking for someone to take your spot. She'd be perfect and…and…she's got nowhere else to go." He finished quietly.
Peppy's face softened but still questioned the vulpine.
"But she doesn't have the proper training, Fox. She may have been flying her whole life but I highly doubt she has any experiences with dog fights. Not to mention our more up close and personal missions on the ground. I'm sorry but I'm against this, Fox. I like her, I really do but it doesn't feel right to me to all of a sudden just give her a spot on this team and live this lifestyle. What happens if she gets killed?"
"More importantly, what if she gets us killed?" Falco added.
Fox's gut sank hard at the thought of any of those scenarios. He didn't want that to happen. But he couldn't just leave her there, alone. He won't let it happen.
"I know what you're saying, Peppy, but this is my decision. If she needs training then I'll train her myself." Fox said, looking his old friend in the eyes. Peppy sighed and crossed his arms.
"Do you really think she can handle this? Do you really think you can handle this?" Peppy asked with the utmost seriousness in his voice.
"I'll be the one to worry about that, okay?" Fox answered back with a slight hint of aggravation in his voice.
Peppy didn't like his tone but he chose to ignore it. He shot a glance over to Slippy and asked the toad, "What do you think, Slip?"
"Oh…well, uh…." The mechanic mumbled as he exchanged eye contact with both team mates. "Honestly…I wouldn't mind having another hand on deck and it would be kinda nice to have a woman's touch around here."
"She's not going to be our maid, Slippy." Fox hissed at him.
"No, she's just going to be eye candy for our noble leader." Falco muttered a little too loudly to himself. Both Fox and Peppy stared daggers at him, the vulpine clenching his teeth so hard that they could crack.
"So that's a yes from you, Slippy?" Peppy questioned, trying to bring everyone back to the topic at hand.
Slippy took off his hat and toyed with the brim before saying, "Um…yeah, I guess. I like her. She's got a good heart and I wouldn't feel right about just leaving her here especially after what happened to her planet."
"Kiss ass." Falco mumbled under his breath.
Fox gave the amphibian a grateful smile and looked back to Peppy. The rabbit stared at his feet, the gears in his head turning forcefully and at a fast pace. He finally looked up and took his glasses from the bridge of his muzzle and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He put them back on and once again set a hard stare on the orange fox.
"Two to two it seems. So what do we do?"
"Well…" Slippy spoke up causing everyone to look at him again, "What about ROB?"
"What about ROB? What the hell does his say have to do with anything?" Falco asked confused.
"ROB is a part of this team just as much as you, Falco." Slippy shot back, narrowing his large eyes at the bird. "He has equal say in what we do as a team."
Peppy and Fox locked eyes again, neither one saying a word to the other. After what seemed like forever, Peppy sighed and with a casual wave of his hand, motioned for Slippy to make the call. The toad pressed a few buttons on his commlink attached to his wrist and within less than a minute, ROB's robotic body came through the bridge doors.
"Do you require assistance, Slippy?" His metallic voice buzzed as he came to a halt in front of the team.
"We sure do, ROB. Tell us, do you think that Krystal would be a good addition to the team or not?" Slippy asked. ROB's body went straight and his eyes turned yellow.
"Analyzing query."
The android was quiet for a few moments as his processor started to crunch vast amounts of data. Fox could feel his nerves starting to rise. This was not how he wanted this to go about. While the decision was primarily his, he couldn't just disregard his team like that. They had just as much to do with Star Fox's success as he did, if not more. He cast a look to Falco who met it for a second before sneering and turning his head away.
"Analysis complete." ROB finally spoke, his optical sensors returning back to their original color.
"Well?" Fox asked more impatiently than he wanted to let on.
"I have analyzed the variables of letting Krystal join the team. Based on data provided, she does not possess the necessary skills to be an advantage with an Arwing."
"See? Now let's get the hell out of here. We got some credits that need collecting." Falco triumphantly proclaimed, a slight smirk on his beak that annoyed Fox to no end.
"However," ROB interrupted, causing Falco to frown, "While she is not an asset in flight missions at this current time, she does possess exceptional skill in hand to hand combat and the increase of a team member would technically boost the success rate of missions if she is trained adequately."
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Falco asked, irritation on the edge of his voice.
"Given the data analyzed, Krystal has an approval rating of sixty percent." ROB explained. Falco just stared at the robot, trying to figure out exactly what that meant. Seeing him struggle, Slippy let out a disgusted sigh.
"It means that's a pass. Jesus, Falco, no wonder you failed so many classes."
"Piss off, fatso." Falco growled back at the heavier set pilot.
"Hey! We all can't be in great shape like you and Fox! Besides, brain over brawn any day, lunkhead." Slippy shot back.
Falco was about to start a fight with Slippy now but one furious look from Peppy made the bird stop in his tracks and simply give Slippy the finger in response. The hare turned back to Fox and sighed heavily again.
"So it seems she gets the pass."
"Seems so." Fox replied, not breaking the tense eye contact with his old friend. Peppy simply nodded and let his arms fall to his sides.
"Fine, Fox. But if anything happens to her…it will be on your head. Just remember that."
With that, the old hare turned on his heels and left the bridge. Slippy just gave Fox a sympathetic shrug and followed Peppy. Falco gave Fox a glare and a disapproving head shake and followed the other two.
Fox let out a frustrated sigh. This was going to take a lot of hard work but he figured he should just focus on one thing at a time. Fox turned to his android.
"ROB, prepare my Arwing. I need to go to the surface."
Krystal sat on an old tree stump in ThornTail Hollow. Her hands sat neatly folded in her lap and her braided tail swished from side to side in anticipation. She reached up to brush a bang out of her face and noticed she was shaking.
"Stop it." She ordered herself. Krystal couldn't help but feel nervous and very scared about this new development.
Fox had asked her to join the team and she couldn't deny the excitement that went through her body. It was a chance for her to really pursue the fate of Cerinia. While it may seem that this Andross being had something to do with it, she couldn't know for sure. There were still so many unanswered questions. But perhaps by joining this team and that maybe with their help, she could start answering those questions. And after years of wandering the stars alone, it would be nice to finally have some company.
Especially with Fox.
Krystal's mind drifted to the orange fox and she felt a smile creep across her lips. Everything that had transpired over the week came flooding back to her and the smile widened.
She remembered being surrounded by darkness, her life being drained from her at a slow and tormenting pace. Then suddenly, there was the sound of her prison shattering and then a plummet down towards a gruesome death. Only it never came as her hand came in contact with something familiar. Looking up through the storm atop Krazoa Palace to see her rescuer with a friendly outstretched hand was like something out the stories her mother used to tell her when she was little. However, upon seeing her precious staff in the hands of another kept the vixen from appreciating the wonder of it all.
At the time, Krystal had little regard for the orange fox as all she cared about was having the only piece of history from her destroyed planet back. That and exacting revenge on the monster who was possibly responsible. The fox said something snide and sarcastic to her before taking off in his ship to engage the enemy and she dismissed him.
But as she witnessed him defeat Andross, the reality sunk in that this man had risked his life to save hers. Someone he didn't even know.
Guilt sunk in and she decided that thanking him would be the polite thing to do. Krystal had no idea how much things would change when she stepped out onto that bridge. She had no idea how eager she would be to spend time with someone she didn't even know.
Krystal looked over to her left to catch a glimpse of two ThornTails grazing near the entrance to the hollow's shop. They munched happily at the grass and one of them lifted its head to let out a loud bellow of content. Her ears twitched at the sound but did not break away from her recollection of the fox and his admirable qualities.
He seemed so shy when they talked. A dart of his eyes here and a stutter in his voice there. It was very amusing and made Krystal feel comfortable and even shy herself. His bravery and heroic demeanor was surpassed only by his sweet nature and warm humor that made her laugh. And, oh, was he very handsome.
She felt her cheeks flare and looked to the sparkling stream that flowed through the hollow. In the week that they had spent together, Krystal would be lying if she said she hadn't felt an attraction to him. Many times during their walks around the hollow or conversations on board the Great Fox, she let her eyes wander whenever he wasn't looking.
She loved his eyes, the emerald orbs always filled with honesty and gentleness. His smile was inviting and kind. It was especially amusing when he was embarrassed as it tugged tightly at the corners of his muzzle. Very boyish and Krystal liked that. While she had never seem him wear anything other than his uniform, she could see hard cut musculature flowing up his arms, shoulders, all the way to his chest. She could only fantasize about the rest of him.
She blushed to herself again and forced herself to ignore the warm feeling that was arising through out her body.
Fox had treated her with nothing but respect and kindness since that fateful day. He put her up with a room for the first few days aboard the Great Fox, cooked her meals, let her use what they called 'a shower' and never asked for anything in return. He had done so much for her that she had to refuse his invitation to stay aboard again last night. She felt she was beginning to become a burden and opted to spend the night sleeping under the stars of the hollow.
He truly was a hero.
But Krystal had her doubts about his offer. What if the crew didn't want her there? She has spent most of her time with Fox and was unsure of their impressions on her. The hare, Peppy, he seemed nice enough and had a warm and gentle smile. The toad, Slippy, was very funny and his enthusiasm and high spirits made her smile. The bird, Falco was it? She didn't have much of an impression on him but he seemed to be quite sarcastic and smug. She got the feeling he didn't like her very much. She feared it was because of a reason that they might be suspecting.
Krystal feared that because of the time that Fox and she were spending together, they thought that she was merely trying to seduce him.
There have been fantasies. The vixen would not deny that. Late at night, she found that she would often dream about him, kissing her all over and letting his hands touch and rub where ever he pleased, only to wake up with a fire inside her and the racing of her heart. She did feel something for the mercenary and lust was a natural emotion that came with it.
But Krystal knew to keep her hormones in check and that even the idea of acting on those desires would only arouse the team's possible suspicions. That and it felt somewhat wrong to do something like that so soon into their friendship. Krystal had learned so much about him but there was still so much left to learn. She sensed that Fox might share similar feelings, similar desires, but this was not something she wanted to rush. She didn't want his team to think she was some other worldly harlot.
Due to all this, she told Fox that she would have to think about it. He seemed disappointed that she hadn't said yes right away but said he understood. Krystal told him that he could come see her the next day and she would tell him her decision.
The sound of an engine roaring faintly in the distance broke her from her stupor and caused her to look up. A rather beat up Arwing slowly lowered its way down from the sky and touched down in the clearing of ThornTail Hollow. A flock of Bloops fled from nearby trees as its engine slowly died and the ship came to a rest.
The cockpit hatch popped open and the savior of Dinosaur Planet himself hopped out. He landed with grace and looked around. He then spotted her a few yards away and Krystal could see the smile emerge on his face which caused one of her own to form. He jogged up to her, his metal boots making a soft padding sound on the grass.
Krystal stood up and walked forward a short distance as he came to a stop in front of her and gave her a sheepish grin. They held each other's gaze for a moment without speaking. A small gust of wind blew through the hollow; the flowers of the small meadow where Fox had found her staff billowed at their feet.
"Hi." He finally said.
"Hello." Krystal replied, slightly blushing.
"How was your night?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. He always felt like such an idiot when he talked to her.
"It was good. Very relaxing and the stars were beautiful." She replied.
"I wish I could agree but I spent most of my time here trying to avoid getting eaten." Fox joked.
She let out a small laugh which was like music to Fox's ears. They stood there in silence again, each enjoying just being in the others presence. Fox was the first to speak.
"So…I know I already asked you this…and I know you said you would think it over…but…um…the offer still stands if you…uh…want to join the team." He finished weakly, staring at his feet. Krystal couldn't help but smile at his shyness. It never ceased to be cute.
"Well," She began. "There are so many questions I have about why what happened to Cerinia did. Are there any more Cerinians left or am I the last one?" She finished quietly, her face taking a somber expression. Fox felt his heart ache for the girl. What it was like to lose your entire world, loved ones and culture was something he could only relate a small fraction of.
"If I'm going to find out these answers, I'll need some help…and I very much enjoy spending time with your team…and you." Krystal said, her eyes locking with his.
Fox felt his heart beat like a drum.
"Is…that a yes?" He asked.
Krystal only nodded and Fox had to resist the urge to scoop her up and swing her around in pure joy. He settled for a large smile and stuck out his hand.
"Welcome to Star Fox, Krystal."
Krystal took his hand and he gently squeezed it, causing a tingling feeling to surge through her body.
"Come on. Let's get you settled in your new quarters." Fox said, still holding her hand. He guided her back to his Arwing when she suddenly asked,
"And your friends are okay with this?"
Fox froze for a moment and turned to face her. His ears slightly flickered and he cleared his throat.
"Yeah! They're all for it!" He exclaimed a little too enthusiastically and tugged on her hand to continue towards his ship. Krystal however refused to budge as her beautiful face had suddenly become crestfallen.
"They don't want me to join." She mumbled.
"No! That's not it at all!" Fox practically shouted. Krystal turned her head away and sighed. She could tell by the vulpine's body language and sudden change in demeanor that he was lying.
"Fox…" She began but was cut off.
"They do like you, Krystal. Really they do. It's just…they aren't used to the idea of expansion. We've been doing our own thing for so many years that it's hard for them to accept change." He lied. He couldn't insult her by saying what they really thought, Falco especially.
The blue vixen let out a laugh. But unlike her previous one that was sweet and lovely, this one was tired, sad and full of despair.
"So I am a burden." She whispered, almost inaudible.
Fox gripped her hand tighter and shook his head. "No, Krystal. It's not that at all. And it doesn't matter what they say. I'm the leader so what I say goes."
Krystal didn't respond. She stared towards the trees gently swaying in another breeze that blew through the hollow. Slowly, she turned her gaze back to Fox's.
"And what do you think of me?" She asked, her eyes losing that sparkle he had come to adore so much.
"You're brave, intelligent, compassionate and accepting. When people come to find out we're a bunch of mercenaries, they usually look down at us. You looked past that and got to know me. You came to this planet to save it, a planet you knew nothing about because that's the kind of person you are. I did it for the money."
Fox put his other hand over the one that was currently holding hers.
"I know that we haven't known each other for too long. But I want to change that. I want to know more about you. I want to help you find the answers you are looking for."
"Why?" Krystal asked.
Fox was silent for a moment. He knew exactly why he wanted her to stay. Because he wanted her. He wanted her in his life. Yes, he was attracted to her and there was an increasing amount of affection and interest that welled itself inside him but to tell her that now would only seem to make things worse.
"Because I know what it's like to lose something so dear to you that it follows you for the rest of your life. I don't want that for you. You're too good a person to be haunted like that. If you come with me, Krystal, I promise I will do everything in my power to help you find out what really happened to Cerinia and if there are anymore of you left in the Lylat. I promise you that." He finished.
Krystal could only stare at him as she searched his words for any form of deception or insincerity. But she could only find truth and sincerity in them, his eyes reflecting those very principles. She smiled at him again, his heart beating faster at a sign of happiness from the vixen.
"When can we get started?"
Fox felt himself grin from ear to ear.
"Peppy! Hold up!"
Peppy stopped in the middle of the corridor at the sound of his name. He turned to find Falco slowly jogging up to him. The bird came to a stop and performed a quick look around before setting his gaze on the original Star Fox member.
"You're not seriously going to let Fox do this, are you?" He asked quietly and with a most serious tone.
"Since when do you think that I have any authority over him?" Peppy questioned with a frown.
"Oh, come on." Falco grumbled with a roll of his eyes. "He listens to you. 'Cause you're…you know…old."
"I hope you meant 'wise'." Peppy growled with a narrowing of his eyes. "In any case, I don't think anything I said back there or in the future will deter him from this. You know how he is when his mind is set on something."
"His mind is set on pussy. That's not exactly the same as other decisions he made before."
"Look, I don't like this anymore than you." The rabbit sighed. "But we're stuck with this so we better make the best of it. Besides, Krystal may prove herself in the end."
"You don't believe that." Falco stated.
"Whether I believe or not is irrelevant at this point. As is any attempt to talk Fox out of this. So my advice to you would be to drop it for right now."
"Really? Just drop it? Peppy, this girl could get us killed one day." Falco stressed, stepping closer to him. Peppy said nothing but Falco could see in his eyes that he was thinking the same thing.
"She's here for all the wrong reasons."
"Falco, drop it I said."
"But-"
"Pressing this issue is only going to make things worse. So for now, you're not going to say anything to Fox. I'll deal with Fox when we start assessing her. Is that understood?" Peppy asked, poking him in the chest to get his point across.
Falco frowned deeply at that. The idea of just ignoring this seemed insane to him. He couldn't let this die. But before he could even speak, Peppy must have read his mind as he spoke before he did.
"I said is that understood, Falco?" He repeated, a little louder and with more authority.
Falco was silent in protest but he eventually conceded with an "Hmph" and looked away. Peppy gave him a wary look but accepted his answer and turned around to continue down the corridor. He did come to a stop however, just before the door at the end and turned back to Falco.
"If it makes you feel any better," He called out. "I think she'll be gone once she realizes what exactly she's got herself into."
Falco watched as the old rabbit turned back and exited through the sliding doors. He stood alone in the corridor, their conversation replaying in his mind. Falco snorted in disapproval and turned on his heel, heading back the other way. Peppy could plan this out as much as he wanted but ignoring it wasn't Falco's style. He'd do as he was told for now but when the time came, he would be ready to pounce on Fox's mistake.
He couldn't wait to see the look on his face.
A/N: Well there's chapter one. The following chapters will all be in a different timeline around Krystal's training and the tension between her and Fox starts to build but how will his team mates start to react when things start to get rocky? Find out and read on! Cya!