Me: So...wow...had this story in my head for the LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONGEST time but never got around to writing it...heck the prologue was written by my buddy TheEzyguy00, I gave him the ideas, he helped me write it out...shoutout to him! But anyways...something different this time...no you are not reading this incorrectly, this is a space pirate story with our favorite pizzeria animatronics and guards set in the world of Rebel Galaxy. I have seen pirate based stories...for example All for all by the author Akki Lira (go read it, it's reeeeeally good), but no one ever touched the other vast open sea...the one above us. The sea of stars. Something different...something original...here we go
Disclaimers: FNAF is copywrite Scott Cawthon and Rebel Galaxy is copywrite Double Damage Games
Every hero comes from a legend...and every legend comes from a story...in this vast sea of stars, there are millions of stories...
Well the story you're about to hear; It's the story of Foxtavious D. Tarkossa, Captain of his prized Corvette ship, the "Scarlet Vixen"... and this, is how it began...
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Deep in the quiet, cold, and dark void of space. The Blue Giant, Persephone, shone the solar system with its brilliant, blue light that reaches the far end of the system. Asteroids floated aimlessly, Merchants' ships bustling with activities warping from a station to another, and those who are unlucky enough to get tangled with the pirate cartels. However, none of these are our concern. So let's move to another topic.
Somewhere else, a McKinley Cruiser - namely "Jackson" in honor of its owner - was engaged in a combat with a massive, well armed Destroyer-class Minotaur ship; The Purple Gaze. The Jackson at first, was favored in the battle due to its heavily armored hull plating and more outfitted than its enemy, in cost of its speed and maneuverability.
This is, somewhat, an advantage for the Purple Gaze to maneuver around the cruiser, what with the Minotaur being the most maneuverable and the fastest of its kind. The battle slowly turned into Purple Gaze's favor, as their volley of deadly shield buster missiles crippled the shield of Jackson in a matter of seconds.
Inside the Jackson's bridge...
"Cap'n! Starboard shield is down!" One of the crew shouted.
"Hull breaches in sector 2 and 3, possibly more if we cannot get the deflectors working." A female bear crew stated.
"Get some men to get the deflector stabilizers working! We can't let the bastards board our ship!" A black fox shouted, none other than the captain himself; Jackson D. Tarkossa, preferring to call himself Jack to everyone. "Fire everything we got!"
"Roger that sir." A male cat crew responded, "Initiating pulse cannon 4 and 2, charging proton broadside cannons, and... fire!"
The Jackson fired a volley of blue proton bolts to Purple Gaze, instantly depleted their deflector shield and left the port side of the hull exposed. However, the grin that was etched in Jack's muzzle vanished as the primary shield immediately replenished and the destroyer fired back, rocking the Jackson back and forth due to the massive force that struck it, panic erupted inside the bridge as various warning flashed across the screens.
"Hull breach! I repeat, hull breach..."
"Port maneuvering jets are badly damaged, we can't..."
"Engines are in critical level..."
The world went silent for Jack as he turned to look at his wife; Lily, a white vixen holding their 3 year old son, Foxy. The fox kit's large glassy eyes gazed upon the opposing ship outside, full of innocence as he doesn't understand a thing. Lily was concerned of everyone's safety, mostly her son, as the crews struggled to maintain the ship's crippled system. His life as a pirate was an endearing one, full of adventures and blood pumping action. It all changed when he fell in love with Lily, and Foxy was born. A father's life has never been easy, but he would do anything to keep his family safe.
Jack knew it, this is the end of their adventures, what thought to be a simple journey to collect bounty turned into their doom. He was foolish, endangered everyone with his own action, including his family.
Then he made his decision, stood up from his seat, and cleared his throat to gain his loyal crews' attention. "Everyone, I believe this is the end of our journey. Our luck has run out, I led us into our own doom... and I'm sorry for that." The black fox announced, the crews' head hung low and stared to floor, full of remorse. "But this isn't the end of us, the Jackson's crew and family, for we will live and fight another day! Let's keep our spirits up, rev the gears of our brains and prioritize our survival for now. Next time, that purple bastard won't know what's coming to him."
This lighten the mood, everyone murmured to each other in agreement. "I give you all my last order... Abandon ship. Set the power core stabilizers down to activate the self-destruct, and prepare the escape shuttles."
"Yes sir!" Everyone replied in unison and obliged without hesitation and went back to work.
Jack grabbed his wife's paw and gently dragged her with him, out of the bridge and to the hangar, where the said shuttles are waiting.
"Sir, we got enemy crafts inbound." A human male crew stated, "It's boarding shuttles."
Jack nodded, beginning to feel uneasy. "Alright, grab your blasters and prepare for boarding party, set a collision course to Purple Gaze, and get to your shuttles when it's done."
"Of course sir."
The fox took a blaster pistol and gestured his wife to follow him, they ran through the ship's corridor as another explosion rocked the ship, followed by several blaster shots and commotion. The two managed to regain their footing and hastily make their way to the shuttle bay, with a few close calls to some pipe leaks and fires, including some of Fritz's thugs that managed to get into the ship, they finally arrived. Where a shuttle is already waiting for them.
"Get inside, I'll hold them off." Jack instructed, Lily nodded and clutched Foxy tightly to her chest as he boarded the shuttle to set the warp coordinate to a nearest station.
Their safety was endangered when some of the thugs managed to find their way to the shuttle bay, led by a man clad in full purple clothes...
"Fritz Smith..." Jack growled, raising his blaster and aimed it at the psychopath pirate in a threatening way. "Back off you spawn of demon! You're not going anywhere but to hell!"
Fritz chuckled darkly, then ordered his men to stand down, approaching the black fox in a casual way. "Well, well, Jackson... you obviously know you're outnumbered right?" He said rhetorically, "You can surrender, and I'll let you and your family live happily ever after, but in turn, you'll help me finish my ultimate goal; killing all non-humans in the galaxy."
Jack shook his head, his breathing went rigid as he still pointed his blaster at the man in purple, slowly backing off to the shuttle's boarding ramp. "No, you think I'll just sit here and sacrifice trillions of my kind just to save my family? Ha, I'm not as selfish as you thhink, cheeky bastard."
"Oh, please Jack, you know your family are the only one that can help me finish that weapon." Fritz said, approaching the captain.
Jack growled, "I said back off!" He yelled, stopping Fritz on his track. He remembered finding the blueprint of a super weapon capable of destroying an entire species without affecting the others in a galactic scale, surprisingly, in a middle of a derelict junkyard when he scavenged a cargo container. Apparently, the purple psychopath was after it, so he - again - unwittingly brought another affairs to his life. "Look, I may be a pirate, but I'm not a psychopath like you! I will never stoop for such genocide."
"Listen Jack, do me a simple favor, and I'll let you and your tiny hapless family live, last offer." Fritz tried to convince again, but Jack's answer was something that get on his nerves.
"No."
He sighed, and whipped out a combat knife, running his fingers across the gleaming blade. "You know, I tried to be nice, but you?... Heh, you brought this upon yourself." He let out another dark chuckle, his sharp blue eyes pierced Jack's heart as if he was trying to look which means a lot of the fox. "Maybe your blood on my knife will make a fine trophy, and your wife too, I bet she'll enjoy-"
"Enough!" Jack snapped, charging towards Fritz with full force in effort to knock the man off his feet, but this was proven futile as the master of knife combat disarmed Jack and performed an uppercut, not bothering to give a moment for Jack to recover, Fritz stabbed him repeatedly on the chest, leaving the fox bleed to death on the floor.
"Nooo!" Lily screamed, tears welling up in her eyes, and in the same time, rage was building up inside her. She leaped out of the shuttle, with a larger blaster carbine, and opened fire at Fritz's men, mowing them down like a target dummies.
Her outrage was stopped when Fritz claimed another victim by stabbing her in the gut, and then her back, the vixen let out a shriek of agony as she fell to the floor with a heap, right on her pool of blood.
"What a waste." Fritz muttered, sighing as he wiped some blood off from his knife, then went to claim the shuttle with Foxy inside. However, his attempt was cut short when the computer override closed the shuttle's boarding ramp. With a female computer voice echoed throughout the interior of the ship.
-Warning: Power core stabilizers has been shut down, self-destruct sequence initiated, counting down in 5 minutes. Please board the nearest escape pods and shuttles.- It exclaimed.
Fritz growled, looking between the shuttle and his men, then at the spot Jack formerly laid on. The fox managed to get to the nearest computer terminal without his notice, "This isn't over Jack! I will come back and claim the weapon, and I promise you that!" The purple clad man fumed, then immediately went with his men to escape the doomed vessel.
Jack sighed, his job was done, their son is safe, and the blueprint safely tucked away with Foxy. He managed to set a coordinate to the nearest space station, owned by his friend, since he was wise enough to know what to do with such perilous device. He crawled towards the limp form of his wife, one paw used to press on his wound, but he knew their end was near. The captain smiled happily as the shuttle with their son took off, safely leaving the vessel with a hope that it arrived at the designated space station without a scratch.
"Our son is safe Lily, just like I promised..." He said weakly, gently stroking his wife's head, "He'll be our only hope and legacy... Foxy is strong, he'll make it to Frederick's station..."
In the meantime, Foxy was fumbling around with a silver orb that was the hologram print of the deadly weapon, his large eyes entirely focused on the orb. But when a rumble shook the ship, the orb rolled off and a bright light emanated from the window, attracting the fox kit attention, he got to his feet and climbed the nearest seat, his pudgy limbs struggled to support his weight, but eventually managed.
Foxy stared at out of his window, eyes widened at the massive fireball that was once his father's ship. Until he realized he missed one vital thing;
His parents are nowhere in the shuttle.
"Dada?" He tried to call, but to no avail. "Dada! Mama!" He cried out, and burst into tears as the shuttle engaged warp into Frederick's station.