Star Wolf – A Secret Life
Chapter 1
By Xion-Angelic-Wolf
This is a yaoi (boy's love aka boy x boy) and oc pairing, people, just so you know ahead of time. There will be lemons and other cute things.
As for at introduction to what you will be reading, this is based more around Star Wolf but following the character Xion for the most part. This story takes place right at the end of Starfox 64 when Fox just defeats Star Wolf a 2nd time and the story also leads up to the events of Star Fox Assault (thus taking place at Sargasso Hideout).
In Star Fox 64, by using secrets or the such to take the left path in Star Fox 64, you will be able to fight the true andross in his brain form, and Star Wolf (a 2nd time) right before that. Because technically Star Wolf is defeated but they reappear in the star fox stories meaning they weren't killed or anything, (hopefully not), Xion finds the defeated team and decides to help them out.
Sargasso Hideout is a stage in Star Fox Assault in which Fox mistakes Star Wolf team for being apart of one of Pigma's schemes, but finds out Pigma is no longer apart of Star Wolf. Star Wolf helps Fox out later in the game, so the story will explain how Wolf went from Star Fox's enemy, to a friendish rival in Star Fox Assault.
Wolf: Finally done explaining all that...?
Xion: Y-yeah...it was long, but necessary for those who missed out on either of the two...I hope.
Wolf: What, you mean your info isn't accurate!?
Xion: I, uh, no I've played the game plenty of times it's just...well, I'm no crazy expert on everything
Wolf: Hmph, hopefully the readers haven't lost interest. If anything, they skipped that whole intro, went to the story and figured it out on their own...or just looked at the story's description.
Xion: R-Right...-scratches the back of his head nervously- I wonder if bdsm should appear in one of the chapters?
Wolf: Heh heh...as long as I'm the master. -smirks at Xion-
Xion: -gulps- Um, right let's start the story. -tries to sneak off but is suddenly grabbed by Wolf- WAH!
Wolf: ah-ah-ah...your mine...
- In the skies of Venom, after Fox entered Andross's lair -
"Well, looks like the Lylat system is in Star Fox's hands now…" A young, silver furred wolf possessing bird like wings upon his back with pure white feathers, searched around the lair.
Fox entered from the cockpit of his space wing aircraft. Brushing a hand through the bangs of his long, star light colored hair, he looked up above himself to outer space above.
The Great Fox far above belonging to the heroic team of mercenaries, kept it's distance above the planet, the large space ship probably more concerned about their leader rather than a random, smaller multipurpose ship. Bigger and similar to an Arwing, surely enough provided that it had a small resting room of sorts, most likely met for other passengers; though, the ship at least had its defense mechanisms provided that someone would attack randomly.
"Smoke…?" The young wolf gazed down at the side of the window from his seat noticing heavily damaged battleships. "I better help them out, this probably happened only a few minutes ago!"
Preparing for landing, the canine pressed a few switches above and in front within the cockpit's controls, bringing the aircraft to the planet's soil, legs most likely having come out below to steady the ship upon the ground. Leaving the seat and walking through an automatic sliding door, a larger hall's floor lowered itself, acting as a ramp to exit and enter the ship, though there was a path way on the side of it to walk around to the resting room if one needed to.
Having exited, the young man ran out to where he found four crashed ships all by each other, burn marks and craters in the ground here and there.
"Star Fox probably roughed these guys up…" Dashing over to the nearest craft, beaten to crisp and unrecognizable, yet the same model as the rest noticeably, there was no one in the cockpit or outside of it. "Hm…ran off to look for help…?" He figured he would leave it at that.
He then checked out the next wrecked ship leaning on its side, melting and burnt black by plasma, worse than poor condition. Walking around it to find the cockpit open with its pilot laying half out on the ground, the wolf gasped at the horrible sight…
a grey wolf, a bleeding scarred eye with its eye patch out of place, blood seeping from his mouth, a nasty stomach gash, broken arm, and a small metal rod from his ship plunged in the top of his leg coming out the back. "Hey, help is here ok! If you are alive, just hold on!"
- Wolf's POV -
'…Fox was really something else this time…had the nerve to shoot inside my broken cockpit. I'm lucky my organs weren't affected… But they are going to hang out with all this blood… Heh, so this is how it ends huh? Someone so desperate to save the Lylat system will turn into a demon even if it means right then and there. Could have sworn James was in the Arwing for a second… Is it revenge? Doesn't matter anymore, I'm as good as…Dead?' Looking through his only eye, at first a little blurry, he made out an angel.
'I must have done something right if that paradise people speak so fond of is sending an angel to receive me… Or was it that I need to be judged first before I even get to enter the place…' On closer inspection, it was a young, silver furred wolf with white wings and star light colored hair in a long, flowing ponytail, probably 18 or 19, calling out to him quietly about help and holding on. 'That's an interesting get up… Wonder if that's his daily job or something... Or he could be a failed experiment…'
His one good eye watched as the new face approached. Innocent green eyes, a face cross between both a beautiful woman and a young boy, with a body either slim or effeminate. He certainly was a boy, yet possessed a gentle voice as angelic as his appearance.
The pup spoke to Wolf "Don't worry. You'll be just fine, no dying okay? Life is valuable, it's a wonderful thing, and there is so much you can do with it. You are still as young as the day! Ah, my name is Xion by the way."
Wolf coughed out a little blood at the kind pup "I don't need your mercy you fairy…go screw off…AGH!" His face flew to the side from a stinging slap to his cheek, more blood slipping from his mouth from the strike.
Before he could curse out the pup, he spoke again, his eyes slightly leering though keeping that same smile "If you can be as rude as you are to someone as nice as I am, you are pretty far from death. Now, how about we get you to my ship and all patched up? I guess the pain is too much for you to even tell me your name. How weak…"
Wolf's eyes widened at Xion, glaring him up and down, scanning this fool who dare insult him about being weak.
The winged wolf was dressed casually, in just blue pants, boots, and a blood drenched tight black sleeveless shirt, thanks to the wounded mercenary.
"Weak!? You watch your tongue pup, before you lose it!" Expecting this winged wolf to be startled by his reaction, he received the opposite.
"There ya go! That's the spirit! You gotta be strong and fight to live; now stop straining that stomach of yours…last thing I want to see is a dummy shooting organs out of his tummy." The young lad began to chuckle innocently as his wings fluttered a bit.
The criminal mercenary stared at the other wolf as if he was crazy. "There is something wrong wi- Aghhh! What are you doing!? You're supposed to make sure it is ok to even lift the person first!"
Xion had lifted the injured man into both arms bridal style and took off towards his ship, this not just impressed Wolf due to his strength to lift a dead weight body, but how crazy he might be if he even knows how to properly help a person.
Xion replied to Wolf a little more seriously, this time with a more worried look on his face while he entered his ship. "Look here mister, I'm the only help you'll ever get and you are lucky I came by when I did. But right now, I'm limited to what I have and its better to do this quickly and at least treat those wounds with what I can and wrap em' up, and get you to a safe place where you can really be healed up than do things slowly and let you get comfy enough to die. Now shut it, will ya!? You can talk later you impatient guy."
Wolf groaned as he just closed his eyes and gave up. "It's Wolf…Wolf O' Donnell…" Moments later, he passed out, the darkness claiming him.
- Moments Later, Xion's POV -
Looking up at the single white bed in the plain metallic room, the leader of the mercenaries slept, or at least he seemed suitable enough to be the leader.
O' Donnell was shirtless, left in his black pants and metallic legs, patched up with bandages here and there. Off in the corner were blood stained sheets, bandages, and Xion's shirt, thanks to Wolf's bloody mess. A second look at him, and the winged pup couldn't help but sit next to him on the bed, just staring down at his face…at peace, his beefy muscles relaxed. "Oh god…I feel sorry for the other two…They are far from being as good-looking as he is." Xion held his cheeks as he blushed, embarrassed that he had a crush on that tough personality and sexy face.
He sighed after the thought vanished from his mind. "What if he's not bisexual… Or gay? Well, guess I'll find out later. Time to go home, hee hee."
The winged wolf went to the cockpit of the ship and took off into the vast star ocean, making sure to avoid detection of the Great Fox with a cloaking device to jam their system from picking up the ship. "I know Star Fox will win… No doubt about it." The ship then took off at higher speeds to its destination.
- 15 Minutes Later... -
Having set the ship to auto-pilot, Xion checked back with his patients figuring they would awaken soon, or one of them would. If they were awake, they'd probably take him hostage and hijack the ship…or at least try to. Confident enough, he knew as they were, they stood no chance, even with blasters.
As he entered the hallway, the sliding door to the resting room opened before he could get to it, a huffing and puffing grey wolf trying to keep himself up against the wall to walk, a knife in one desperate hand. "Hey, you shouldn't be standing up right now Mr. O' Donnell. The knife isn't necessary either; I won't hurt you haha. Sorry about that by the way."
The mercenary looked at his knife with his one eye, the other with a bandage over it, and then back at Xion. "You…better be damn well…huff…sorry…but, you have my thanks….for saving us."
Slipping the knife into the pocket of his pants, he then asked a question. "Where are you taking us? If we get treated at a hospital, we'll also be arrested considering we helped Andross. Not to mention, we are Star Wolf. You'd also be arrested for helping wanted criminals."
The boy answered back. "Oh don't worry, you won't be going to any hospital, nor will you need to worry about arrest for a while. Heh, I shoulda guessed you were Star Wolf, not that I know much about you guys, but the boys back at the hideout always mentioned you guys were a work of art on the battlefield. Now I see why Fox hurt you this bad. You killed his Dad after all. You must have said something that really hit the spot but…I won't dig in further than that. As for where I'm taking you, heh heh. The Sargasso Hideout!" His wings fluttered quickly, bearing a cute innocence to the gesture.
The older man looked at the boy slightly confused as if he should have known what that was. "Oh, haha, it's used to be a colony for Venomians. But after they left to battle, other criminals of the Lylat system, thieves, refugees, renegades, and the sort took the liberty of using it as a hideout where there's no fights, war, and everyone gets along with no worries! I take care of the people there because they are all pretty cool, and sometimes I'll help out in the medical bay, which I'll most certainly be doing for you guys. I'll just sneak you in when we arrive since I don't want the fans all over you when you need treatment first. Oh…um, sorry for going off haha…" Xion could tell from how Wolf was closing one eye and looking down, he might have been annoyed by his long, excited chatter.
Groaning, Wolf turned around and went back into the room, plopping down on the bed to rest again. Xion quickly pressed the close button next to the door allowing it to slide shut before he placed his back against it sighing deeply. His wings lowered themselves to the ground, spread out as if they were sad.
"Way to go Xion..." He shook his head along with his wings fluttering back behind him. He can't give up just yet, he had to redeem himself, he thought. Opening the door quickly and entering the room again, Wolf's head lifted up a bit to look at the annoyance wondering what he had to say now. "M-Mr. O' Donnell…" Feeling as nervous as his wings quivered and twitched randomly, Xion tried to speak up with his gather courage. He didn't want to come off the wrong way after all.
"You may not trust me yet, or think I'm a fool but…If you need anything…I'm here for you, okay? It's strange for someone to just help a random stranger, but, I believe you have a really good heart and…um…I think you'd be an amazing leader if you didn't serve someone like Andross or well…If someone like him happens to appear. I um…think you alone are an admirable leader…"
Heat ran up the pup's cheeks causing him to blush like never before. Quickly, he left the room again to retreat to the safety of his cockpit. Running in, he threw himself into his pilot seat and covered his face with his humanoid paws. 'I'M SO STUPID STUPID STUPID! GREAT FIRST IMPRESSION XION…Real mature…How embarrassing! I said all these things and I hardly know the guy. He must think I'm so stupid and annoying and maybe even a stalker or one of those fans…Oh god it must have been all the times the fans would talk about him. Of course I'd say those things…It's all I know' Xion gently banged his head on the pilot wheel trying to get what just happened out of his mind. "I'll never recover from this…"
- Wolf's POV -
Wolf merely stared at the door as Xion left. In the hallway Xion cheerfully explained where they were traveling to, which he thought annoyed Wolf. Then suddenly was acting shy and influential before running out as if he made a huge mistake, or forgot something in the cockpit room. 'That kid is really strange…but…he is cute I'll give him that. But, hopefully he doesn't place his trust in people this fast…that could one day cost him big time.'
Rubbing his forehead as he stared up at the ceiling, he pondered more about this Xion. 'An admirable leader, not for hire?...That doesn't sound so bad. When he was saying that though…'
He thought about Xion's feminine features, his face particularly. The adorable look he had as he struggled to keep his eyes on Wolf, calling him Mister O' Donnell, his shy voice, those rosy cheeks. He moved around so nervously, how his legs came together as if he was trying not to wet himself, his hands twiddling around below his waist, those small, yet unsure movements. To Wolf, it was adorable, and perhaps he was one of the fans he mentioned?
Though, that wouldn't be true from how he treated him earlier, acting very tough and unaware of who he was entirely. He wasn't entirely a different person at that point either, but it certainly meant he had seen or experienced something unforgettable or scarring. Regardless, could it be that he developed a bit of a crush…? Wolf shook his head chuckling a bit. Afraid and clumsy he was.
Moments passed. All that was on Wolf's mind was Xion. He certainly didn't seem like a criminal in any way, nor a refugee, or outcast, or anything. What was his reason to help the criminals or even live at this "Sargasso Hideout" in the first place? Who was he? The leader didn't even notice the ship landed, probably because he was asleep, or the pain killers he was given had an additional side effect to make him sleep. Either way, just from peeking under his eye lid, he was upon a transportation bed, being carried out of the ship by two strangers.
He'd peek through his heavy eye lids when he could, hearing whispers, seeing Xion's worried face...his hand stroking his forehead ever so gently, and then last, an oxygen mask to which it felt like his body dissipated into nothingness. Images of Xion flooded his mind, his feminine features, his wings giving off an angelic, innocent appearance, his flowing silver hair, those precious green eyes, and then a detail he didn't pay attention to till now...His lean muscles...
A fine abdomen and slim, yet powerfully built arms. His legs on the other hand were tight to his pants showing he'd have strength in both jumping and running. Even with gentle hands, they possessed a roughness that has seen battle many times, yet not ever wielded a gun, from what Wolf could tell simply from experience. Who or what the pup was went beyond Wolf's imagination, but the two things he could say about Xion was: He was beyond ordinary, and he'd have one hell of a past story to tell if ever asked.
End of Chapter 1
Wolf: Seriously, what are those!? -Points at Xion's overly built 8 pack
Xion: -tilts his head innocently and looks down at his abs curiously- These? These are called abs right?
Wolf: That's not the point! Are you on steroids or something!?
Xon: You mean that muscle strengthening medicine thing? No.
Wolf: Then HOW are they 10 times more built then my own!? -throws his shirt off and flexes to audience-
Xion: -blushes deeply before getting back on topic and looking down at his feet a little sad-
Wolf: -notices Xion's sadness- H-Hey, wait don't get sad, I'm not saying it looks ugly or anything. I'm...uh, just jealous...heh... -scratches his cheek looking away blushing-
Xion: -giggles shyly in an adorable way, his wings fluttering quickly-
Wolf: -nosebleeds- so...cute...
Xion: Excersize!
Wolf: WHAT!?