i dont own any star fox characters or anything of the sort, althought they will be used in this fanfiction. please note this fanfiction is mine, and i made the new unheard of characters which will be revealed in the story.
Know Thy Self
Fox walked down the halls of the Great Fox. The ship has always been empty lately, ever since the angler war. Fox hated it, he really did. He missed all the good times that he used to have, and how happy he was. He even admitted to himself that he missed the bad times too. At least then, his friends would still be there for him.
There was this sudden stillness that he just barley sensed, and then as he concentrated, he felt it even more. At first he didn't know what it was, but he thought about it, tried to remember, if it could be anything he knew about.
It vanished.
There was a slight creak right behind him. He turned around. Boots, rotating on the metal floor. There was nothing there. He stared, and waited. He stood there trying to recap his senses.
He knew there was something there, he was sure about it. What seemed like hours passed, until finally, Fox gave in. he was tired, and had one hell of a headache. He relaxed, coming up with the conclusion that he was just hallucinating. He turned around, and walked into the captain's quarters, his quarters.
He got undressed, starting with his t-shirt, then his socks, then pants, put on a pair of light shorts, and another t-shirt. Fox plopped himself onto the bed, and got under the covers.
With a yawn, the very last thing that he did that night, was lazily drooling out the words, "Lights off."
Darkness.
He woke up in what seemed like the gloomiest place in the world. It was cloudy, and it was just light enough to see down the a few furlongs. Except there was something wrong, he wasn't on the Great Fox. His bed was gone, and the dresser wasn't where it was supposed to be. There was something wrong in the air; it was a fowl stench, made his nose burn. And there was something wrong with the sky. The clouds were pitch black, nothing went passed them, no sunlight, nothing. Except the clouds seemed close, too close.
He jumped to his feet in utter shock; he was on what seemed like a giant building hovering over a destroyed city. The buildings all were missing walls, roofs, all filling the atmosphere with smoke and charcoal. There was a strike of lightning. He jumped and fell backwards. He swung his arms in desperation to grab something. But there was nothing there, and he fell, he fell for a long time.
Until finally, the ground came into view, and all it was was darkness, he felt the pain, he thought it was real.
He woke up, he was in panic, and he jumped out of his bed, clumsily stumbling to the floor, heart beating. He closed his eyes and concentrated. He finally calmed himself down. And then the pain, the siring pain, he felt like he had chuncks of concret thrown at him, or worse, falling of a building, a very tall building.
There was a lone figure in the room sitting on Fox's computer chair. Before Fox could do anything the figure spoke.
" I can give you your team back, I can answer any question you want to know, and ill do all of this, but first, I need your help, now lets have a nice little talk." The figure pointed a blaster at Fox. Fox's only choice was to comply. Little did he know, this would be the biggest and most dangerous mission, he would ever have in his life. In-fact he wouldn't even survive to see the end. Only just enough to watch all his friends die.
i know it doesnt seem that great so far, but its only one chapter so far, and just as a heads up, this story will be confusing at certain parts, but all questions should be answered near the ending (this is one of those storys that makes you think a little bit)
this is my first fan fic so, be honest if you honestly hate it just say so, and ill try to make it more comfortable for you.
enjoy