Chapter 1: Welcome to the other side
"Alright, come on" the guard said, nudging the prisoner forward.
Tyson Lowell glanced at the guard then back at the scientists scurrying around, babbling to each other and gesturing at the large machine. The device had been discovered several years ago but had no power. It took the scientists those several years to gather enough power to actually activate the thing, but still had no clue as to what it did.
It was large in size and circular in shape, strange glyphs etched all around it. A blue portal hummed inside the circle, giving off an alien glow that sent shivers up Tyson's spine. Whatever it was, it could not end well for him.
Normally, Tyson wouldn't have been in a situation like this but unfortunate circumstances saw fit to force him here. A once prestigious soldier now a simple convict and guinea pig for these lab coats.
It had been a simple yet important escort mission: deliver the cargo ship to its destination. He was warned that getting the cargo had been important, that failure would result in severe punishment. His small frigate was all that the cargo ship had for protection, so it stood no chance against the pirates that had attacked. Tyson had been forced to make a decision, save the cargo or the crew. He barely got the crew away. Fortunately, the pirates had only been interested in the cargo. Unfortunately, so were the people he was delivering it too.
The contractors had been outraged at the loss of the cargo. They said it would've been better to have lost the crew than the ship. Tyson later learned that the cargo had been advanced weaponry. Of course, his superiors were not happy either with what had happened. They had needed the money to support their war effort against the pirates. Thus, his present situation.
'This wouldn't be so bad if they hadn't made me wear these damn itchy clothes' Tyson mused. He was wearing black pants and a white muscle shirt, displaying his false arms. He sub-consciously flexed his hands thinking on how he had lost both of his arms. Luckily, he had enough friends in high places to get him top grade replacements, arms made out of solid adamantium, the toughest metal known. They were mostly black in color with a sword emblem on his right shoulder and a shield on his left shoulder.
Then there he was, standing in front of the portal.
"Alright Mr. Lowell, you're too valuable to kill because of your record, so we decided on something else. In front of you is project GATE. We don't know what will happen once you set foot in, the probes we sent didn't come back in such great shape" the lead scientist said, chuckling. As if to intimidate him, a cart holding twisted piles of scrap rolled by.
"We aren't sure what will happen if a living organism sets foot in there but that's what you're here for. Now, any last words?" the scientist asked.
"You two might want too leave, this could end badly" Tyson told his guards. They had been kind to him for the past few weeks, so he didn't want them here for whatever might happen.
The guards looked at the scientist who merely sighed and waved his hand at them.
"Thanks Tyson, we'll miss you man" the first guard said, walking away."Be sure, if you survive, to show whoever is on the other side what it means to be a human" the second said, placing his hand on his shoulder before walking away as well.
"Alright, now if you would kindly step into the portal" the scientist said "But before you go, it might be dangerous to go alone so take this."
A scientist walked up holding a tray with two pistols. Both were black in color with a cross design with one being red and the other being white.
"They're called Cerberus, they once belonged to a man named Brandon Heat. He was a very efficient killer and was the best at what he did" the scientist said.
Tyson grabbed the large pistols and took a deep breath before stepping closer and closer to the ominously glowing portal. Then, he was in. There was a bright flash of light and Tyson was gone.
Luckily for the guards, the resulting explosion had only affected the room they had just been in. When they went back to check, all that remained of the room was a broken portal, some flaming machines, and a few smoldering skeletons.
It had been a normal day in Corneria City with peaceful weather and people going on about their business. None would've suspected how radically their lives were about to change, none more so than one mercenary leader.
Fox McCloud had asked Katt Monroe out on a date. After the Aparoid attack and the damage finally being undone on Corneria, it appeared as the most opportune time. He had mustered his courage, walked up to her room and knocked the door. Katt had been standing there, looking amused as the fearless leader of Star Fox tried to put the words together to ask her the question she had been waiting for ever since she met with him after Krystal left.
No one knew what had become of the telepathic vixen. After leaving Star Fox she went to join Star Wolf but soon left them as well for reasons unknown. Then she all but disappeared from the face of the galaxy. Rumor had it that she dyed her fur and became a bounty hunter but it remains unconfirmed.
After Krystal left Fox he almost fell into a state of total abjection when, of all people, Katt was there to fortunately pull him out. She stayed with Fox and instilled comfort and confidence to drag his sorry ass over the loss of a single blue vixen. One thing led to another so conveniently and the two found themselves on the road to dating very quickly.
It had been simple a simple date. Start out at the park for a nice walk and then lunch in the city before heading back to the Great Fox.
"That was a great first date Fox" Katt sighed, wrapping her arm around his.
"Thanks, I was so nervous I was going to mess things up" Fox chuckled.
"You did fine" Katt reassured him.
Fox smiled and sighed in contentment. Andross was gone, Star Wolf had fallen silent, the Aparoid Queen was dead, a beautiful woman who loved him, this day couldn't get any better.
"Hey Katt, look" Fox said, pointing to the sky. "What's that over there?"
"I don't see anything, maybe you're just seeing things" Katt said, trying to spot what Fox was seeing.
The object in question that Fox had been pointing to was slowly getting bigger, circle in shape with an ominous blue glow. Something came flying out and hurtled straight for them.
"Katt get down!" Fox shouted, pushing her down.
The object zoomed right past them, heading straight towards the city.
"What was that thing?" Katt asked.
"I don't know but we better go check it out" Fox said, helping her up.
They ran back towards the city to see several small craters in the ground where the object had bounced on it's was through. Luckily, it looked like no one was harmed. As they kept running, they noticed other people running in the same direction to find out what had just happened.
Finally, they reached the object laying in the crossroads of an intersection in a ditch. From what Fox could tell from it's appearances, it looked roughly about their size if not a bit bigger. The smoke coming off it was obscuring their vision.
The figure in the smoke slowly stood up, steam coming from it. It stumbled around for a few seconds before the smoke finally cleared.
Everyone held their breath as something stepped out.
Tyson cursed a few more times as he tried to shake off the feeling of vertigo and the pain of bouncing along what looked like a road before sliding too a stop, creating the ditch. Looking up, he could see tall buildings surrounding him, making him wonder if he was maybe on Earth Prime, or Palis Secundus. Then he noticed the rather large group all around him.
Surrounding him were hundreds of bi-pedal animals. He could see birds, some pigs, wolves, dogs . . . basically the whole barnyard. And they were all looking at him. He turned around to see that he was completely surrounded by the viewers. He was wondering what he should do when a small disturbance behind him caught his attention. He saw a fox and a cat, the fox being a rusty orange color while the cat had black fur, talking to a German Shepard in what looked like a police uniform before letting them pass.
He quickly whipped his two guns out and aimed them at the approaching figures, causing them to freeze.
"Stay right where you are!" Tyson shouted. "Do not take another step."
Katt couldn't understand him but his intentions were clear, another few steps meant a missing head. She held her hands up to show that she meant no harm and was friendly.
"Easy steps Fox, we don't need to spook him" she said whispered. She took one small step forward. The armored figure snapped one of his guns to her making her freeze. The stranger was still for a few moments before slowly pointing his gun away from her and motioning for her to come closer. She took another step, then another after seeing he wasn't doing anything as long as she kept going slowly.
Fox tried to follow her but the figure snapped his guns to him and shouted something in a language they didn't recognize.
"I think he'll only let me approach" Katt told him. "Just stay there for right now."
Fox had a pleading look in his eyes but nodded his head.
Katt kept walking with her hands in the air before she stood in front of the figure. She then released that he was taller than her and had to crane her neck a bit to look up at him.
"My name is Katt" she said. "Can you tell me why you are here?"
The figure tilted his head before shaking and pointing to his ear. Katt sighed as she realized that he couldn't understand her.
Katt stared at the odd looking figure. He was around Fox's height, though he was slightly taller, and his face was flat like an ape. But the strangest thing was the lack of fur. The only place she could see it was on his head. The patch of fur on his head was a dark blonde color and his eyes were a storm cloud grey. Then she noticed his false arms. She stared curiously at them, wondering what might have happened. She mentally shrugged and decided on asking about it later when they could understand each other.
"Please come with me" Katt said, beckoning him with her hand. The man nodded his head and put his guns away.
"Where are we going?" Fox whispered, walking next to her.
"Back to the Great Fox, maybe we can call Slippy and have him make a translator for our friend here" Katt whispered back.
The crowd parted as the two mercenaries and alien walked by.
Tyson kept his head forward but his eyes were looking everywhere. Apparently, these two held some importance and were taking him somewhere. Hopefully somewhere with food because he felt his stomach growl.
This caught the attention of two leading him. They whispered amongst each other before pulling him to a nearby building. Judging by the smell it was a restaurant.
Any conversation that had been going on hushed as Tyson stepped in. The two led him to a table before sitting down and motioning for him to do the same. A nervous porcupine waiter came up and handed them menu's. Tyson cursed when he couldn't understand the menu either.
"A new galaxy filled with animals as the dominant species and I don't understand a damn thing" Tyson muttered.
Fox and Katt stared at him for a bit before realizing that he probably couldn't read the menu.
Tyson finally grew frustrated with the menu and threw it down. "Screw this" Tyson muttered and stood up. Everyone froze at the sudden smack of menu meeting table and stared warily at him. He ignored the looks as he got as he made his way to the kitchen and poked his head inside. The chefs all froze and stared at the human as he entered.
Tyson poked around, checking a few ingredients and a few other foods. He grabbed a few things, a pot, and got to work. The chefs and a few of the natives came and watched as Tyson prepared a simple meal. Luckily, back in basic training they had trained the recruits to make their own meals. It was learn or starve. Tyson tasted the food and found something missing. Spying an ingredient at the other end, he shot his hand out, latched onto it and brought it back.
"Did his hand shoot out and grab that spice?" Fox whispered in shock.
"I think so" Katt whispered, equally shocked.
After Tyson had finished, he nodded his head in accomplishment and walked back out to his table. He could still feel everyone's eyes on him but his stomach took precedence. He sat down and started eating when a group of thugs burst into the restaurant.
"Everyone on the ground now!" a pit bull shouted. "Just give us your money along with your valuables and we'll be on our way."
A ferret started walking around, holding out a bag for everyone to deposit their valuables in when he reached Fox's table, completely ignoring Tyson even though he wasn't on the ground like everyone else.
"Well, what do we have here?" the ferret sneered. "The great Fox McCloud himself and his hot date. Why don't you come with us sweetie and we'll show you a good time."
All the thugs laughed crudely and stared at her with lust in their eyes. What they didn't notice was Tyson readying his arm and clicking the safety off his guns. They did, however, notice him stand up.
"Hey, I thought we told you on the- boss what the hell is he?" the ferret shouted, his voice laced with fear.
Tyson turned his attention down onto the ferret. The would be thief tried to attack but Tyson's fist shot out and grabbed him by the head. Brutal was the only word to describe it as Tyson's fist crushed the ferret's cranium in his hand.
"Take him down!" the pit bull shouted firing his pistol at him while a few others charged him with melee weapons in hand.
Tyson grinned as blocked the blaster shots with his arms, the blaster bolts not affecting his augmented arms in the slightest. The pit bull stared in shock at this. A large gator swung a lead pipe at him but Tyson merely grabbed it with his hand, ripped it out of the reptile's hands, and twisted it into a bow.
Everyone stared in shock at the ease he had bent the pipe before he rammed it on top of the alligator's head, busting it open like a watermelon. A chameleon ran for the door but Tyson was ready for him.
"Get over here!" Tyson shouted, his hand arcing for the run away. It didn't hit him but instead, the energy cable from his wrist wrapped around his throat and tore it apart with a simple tug.
"He's vicious" Katt whispered.
"He's doing what he needs to make sure everyone remains safe" Fox whispered quietly.
Katt stared at him before looking back at Tyson dodging a mouse's knife.
After dispatching the mouse with a boot to the head, he turned his attention to the pit bull who suddenly grabbed a little sparrow in a dress off the ground and pointed his gun at the child's head.
"Come any closer and I'll blow her brains out!" the pit bull shouted.
Tyson froze, seeing the small hostage. He slowly put his arms up and backed up.
"That's right, back the hell up" the pit bull said, getting cocky.
Tyson remained stoic before grinning as he launched his hand out, grabbing the sparrow girl and yanked her over to him. The pit bull was about to shoot his gun when he felt the other hand wrap around his throat. There was an audible crack and a thud.
Tyson kept the girl to his shoulder and walked to her parents before handing her off to them. They shakily took her from his arms and tried saying something but couldn't. Their tears of relief and joy of having their daughter back kept getting in the way. Tyson gave a small smile and walked back to Fox and Katt.
The fox and cat stared at him as he approached. Trying to understand this mysterious alien.
"What do you think we should do Fox?" Katt asked.
"I think we should get him to the Great Fox for that translator" Fox carefully replied.
They stood up and Tyson followed them out of the restaurant. They continued walking down the streets garnering many looks from passerby . . . which were mostly ignored. Soon they were in front of a large hangar.
"Alright, let's hope Slippy's still here" Fox said as he opened the door into the hangar.
Tyson whistled appreciatively at the large craft. It had a large bulky body with the head jutting out a bit, wings coming out at angles on the sides, and a large fin on top. On the front were two large guns that looked like it could rip through most ships and on the back were three large engines. It wasn't as big as some of humanity's ships but it was still impressive.
"Impressive, isn't she?" Fox said, pride filling his voice, even though he knew the alien couldn't understand him. "She's not the original but she's just as good."
Tyson couldn't understand the vulpine but could recognize the pride in his voice. Obviously this must be his ship, he only heard that kind of pride in the ship's captains voice.
As they walked to the entrance, Tyson saw a large emblem on the side, depicting a red fox running with wings on its back.
"A group maybe?" Tyson muttered.
"I wonder where Slippy could be?" Fox asked.
"He may be in the hangar or in the workshop" Katt said.
"Let's check with R.O.B" Fox said.
The trio walked through the halls of the ship until they found a robot in the cockpit.
"Recognized: Fox McCloud and Katt Monroe" the robot said in a metallic voice. "Warning: unidentified species. Threat level: High."
Fox and Katt could pretty much agree to this assessment after what happened at the restaurant.
"Easy R.O.B, he's with us" Fox said.
"Understood. Unidentified species recognized as friendly."
"R.O.B, can you tell us if Slippy is still on the ship?" Kat asked.
"Searching. Slippy Toad is located in the hangar, currently working on Arwings" R.O.B said after a few moments of silence.
"Thanks R.O.B" Fox said, walking off.
"Slippy!" Fox called out into the massive hangar. "Where are you?"
"Over here!" a voice called.
Fox saw a pair of legs poking out from underneath his Arwing. Slippy slid out and grabbed a tool out of a nearby tool box and slid back underneath the fighter.
"What's up?" Slippy asked.
"We need you to make a translator" Fox said.
"Why? I thought you were fluent in nearly all forms of language" Slippy said, still working.
"Yeah, but we found a new one and have no idea what he's saying" Katt said, dragging Slippy out.
Slippy blinked a few times before noticing Tyson standing there.
"He's certainly . . . different" Slippy said.
"Very, now can you make him a translator so we can understand him?" Katt asked.
"Alright, I'll try but depending on how different his language is it could take a little while so don't expect miracles."
"We're not, it's just you making history" Fox said, grinning.
Slippy thought for a moment and realized what this meant. This was first contact with a race no one had seen before, speaking a language no one heard of, and he would be the first to understand and communicate with him!
"I'm all over it!" Slippy shouted, grabbing Tyson's hand and trying to drag him off. Keyword being trying. Tyson merely stood there looking down at the small amphibian trying to make him budge with no success. He looked up at Fox and Katt who merely nodded at him. He nodded back and allowed the toad to lead him away.
"Done!" Slippy said triumphantly.
"That was pretty fast" Fox said impressed. It had only been a few days when the small toad had started. They stayed on the ship so they wouldn't have to deal with the stares and questions from the curious crowds. On the plus side, they found the alien to be a pretty good cook.
"His language is very different from ours. It's like nothing I've ever seen" Slippy said. "Now the only thing that's left is to test it and see.""You haven't talked with him yet?" Katt asked surprised.
"No, I didn't want to have this moment alone and you guys are my friends so I thought we make history together" Slippy said, partly embarrassed.
"Thanks Slip" Fox said, grinning at his friend.
Slippy beamed at Fox and turned back to the door. "Alright, you can come in now!"
Tyson walked in and smiled at the assembled group.
"Hello everyone, my name is Tyson Lowell, convict number 901. I was charged for mass murder and genocide of several races. Thanks to you, I can now have my victims understand me before I kill them."
Katt, Fox, and Slippy stared in horror at the man in front of them. He just admitted to being a murderer and they had helped him!
Tyson broke out laughing at their horrified expressions. "I could not pass that up. You should have seen your faces!" Tyson laughed. "Now seriously, my name is Tyson Lowell, once a commander of the United Planet Federations now a simple convict for protecting innocent lives."
Fox and Katt managed to calm down but poor Slippy had passed out.
"My name is Fox McCloud, I was once leader of a group called Star Fox. Now it's just me and my friend Katt Monroe" Fox said, introducing himself.
"Girlfriend" Katt corrected, gently smacking him on the back of the head.
"Nice to meet you both" Tyson said. "Now can you tell me where I am?"
"You are on the planet Corneria in the Lylat System" Fox said.
"You came out of a blue portal and crash landed in the middle of the city. It was a pretty big spectacle and I wouldn't be surprised if we suddenly had the Cornerian Army pounding on our doors to give you up for studying" Katt laughed.
"Incoming transmission" R.O.B's voice said over the intercom.
The group glanced at each other uneasily as Fox opened the comm channel.
"Fox McCloud here" the mercenary captain said.
"McCloud, you are hereby ordered to surrender to us the alien you have with you and then give yourselves up as well" the tiger on screen said smugly.
"On what charges?" Fox shouted.
"Harboring a dangerous fugitive and the murder of one General Pepper."
End of Chapter. This is it. The remake of my first story. This is a complete re-do and will more than likely have nothing to do with my first Star Fox story. Now some of you are wondering: why Katt as Fox's pairing? Simple, there are very few stories with Fox and Katt being the main pairing and the ones that do are very short. So I decided, why not? This is going to be one hell of a ride ladies and gentlemen. If you have little to no imagination, the two guns come from Gungrave's character: Beyond the Grave aka Brandon Heat. This chapter was kind of the reason why I'm kinda falling behind on my two others. Plus, work is getting the way as well and my imagination is slowly starting to die out so ideas are hard to come by. I'll keep at it but chapters may be far and few between.
Quote of the day: 'Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first' Mark Twain
