I have the biggest smile right now. Let me just start and say that the idea of this story is not mine. Audible Gasp! Well, it's actually my love's story plot and idea. I'm merely the messenger bringing you this story. (I have no idea why... But that messenger analogy brings me a sense of irony for whatever reason...) Anyways, I hope you guys all like what he has thought up. :D

Disclaimer: I technically don't even own the plot.


"Foolish beings... Retribution... Punishment... I shall make you feel all of it!"

All seemed quiet in the Lylat system at the moment, despite being in an all out war against the Aparoids. In fact, the stillness of space was beginning to unnerve him, years of being General had made him skeptical of any peace during invasions, especially on a scale as big as this.

'We cannot rest when the Aparoids are still numerous in number...' Pepper sighed as he began to remember that even the great mercenaries, Starfox, were having a bit of trouble keeping them back. He was nearing the end of his limits, the stress was beginning to affect his decisions. 'The more units I send, the more casualties we gain. I can't send them to their deaths... I need someone with skills that will be able to assist the Starfox team and not be a hindrance.'

The decision wasn't one that needed a second thought, he knew of who to send in his entire army. General Pepper began to type away at the Comm Link and awaited for the image of his desired soldier to appear on the hologram.

"Bill Grey reporting, what are your orders General Pepper?" The famed leader of the husky and bulldog units stayed at full attention, his usual gaze being blocked by the visor of his helmet, shielding his green eyes from the world.

"Bill, I need you to leave your post at Katina in order to provide assistance to Fox McCloud and his team." Though through the hologram display Bill appeared to be remain stoic, but on the other end, his tail was beginning to bristle and his cheeks were beginning to flush with blood. He quickly dismissed all personal emotions and remembered that completing his mission has priority over petty feelings.

"I'll do what I can, sir. Should I bring in the uni-"

"No, I need you and only you to go, only you have the skills to survive against the Aparoids." The general interrupted him, soon briefing him on his reasoning.

"Alright, sir, I'll do my best and make sure that everyone comes out of this alive." With that said, the canine closed the channel, Pepper couldn't help but frown as a thought crossed his mind. 'I hope you uphold that promise then...'


Bill sighed as he prepped for launch, too many things plaguing his mind. Seeing Fox again would be nice, but he wished it was under different circumstances. 'Dammit, I don't need this, I have to focus or else I'll get killed.'

The canine sighed as he pushed the throttle and took off, the stars in space being his only company at the moment, leaving him with his own thoughts. Bill couldn't help but wish he could take his units along, at least then he would be able to speak to someone and busy himself away from the inevitable. But alas, he was going solo and having to face things on his own.

"Stop stressing yourself about this Bill, you never let emotions get in the way!" He yelled at himself in hopes of setting things aside, but much like any other person would when speaking to themselves, he had to see things in a different light in order to settle it. "Yeah, gonna be hard doing that when you get nervous around him..."

At this point, the canine was getting frustrated with himself. Then he finally snapped out of it and slapped himself. 'We're at war, I can't be flustered when all of Lylat is depending on us!'

Bill found himself accelerating at a faster rate, he always subconsciously flew faster when worked up. Though he felt that it was his way of saying, 'stop arguing with yourself and get your ass over there' to kick him in the right direction. He still knew he would have problems with trying to contain himself around the Starfox leader and old time friend, but when you have time to worry you have time to fight. And there's an armada of Aparoids waiting to get shot down. Problem solved!


"I'm sorry, but I don't know what's wrong with them..." The medic trailed off before flinching at a punch thrown just above his right shoulder, causing him to stare in shock at the feared Wolf O'Donnel.

"I paid good money to find out what's wrong with them, and you're telling me you have no idea!" The mercenary was beyond being royally pissed off, only during emergencies does he ever go as far as paying the highest prices for the highest works, now he was being told that not even at an expensive price range can doctors find any ailment wrong with his team.

"I'm sorry, Mr. O'Donnel, but we don't know what could have caused this-" The medical professional never got to finish his sentence when he felt Wolf grip the collar of his coat and his feet left the ground.

"I already know what caused it, just tell me what to do to cure it!" He glared at the doctor, before glancing over at the beds, seeing the still bodies of his longtime partner-in-crime Leon and the only criminal he found worthy to take the role of being in Star Wolf, Panther.

"If y-you already knew what caused there comas, then please tell me, it will make diagnosing this disease easier." Wolf growled yet proceeded to put the doctor down and crossed his arms, recounting the events that lead to this.

"About 72 hours ago, we were attacked by those Aparoids, but they were different from the ones we already fought before, they had strange vials attached to them..." Before he could continue on with the tale of the incident, the doctor began to back away from him just as he was going to add his own two bits.

"I'm apologize, but our medical field knows nothing about the Aparoids, we can't possibly create a cure when we know too little about them, let alone discovere how they managed to do this." He gestured to the motionless bodies, their heart monitors keeping a steady beat.

"Then tell me who can help me!" Wolf shouted, frustration causing him even more stress which could only be resolved at the moment through verbal abuse and force.

"T-The Cornerian Defense Force! They've been doing research on the Aparoids since this invasion began, if anyone in Lylat can bring light to the situation, it's them." The doctor feared what the mercenary might have done had he not spilled that information. He was sure that Wolf was holding himself back in his anger, which if he was, he was thankful that he was left physically unharmed.

"Thanks, now if you'll excuse me, I need to make a call." The lupine left the room and quickly made his way to the rooftop where he had left his Wolfen. Using the Comm Link, he began to patch his way through to the communications of the CDF. Eventually what looked to be a professor appeared on the screen.

"State your name and your business for calling us." Frankly Wolf hated having to go through such formalities, but dire times cause the unthinkable to happen.

"This is the leader of Star Wolf, Wolf O'Donnel, I'm here to discuss some new information on the Aparoids." The professor's brow furrowed upon mention of his name, yet his ears were kept open to what the infamous mercenary had to say.

"Go on."

"There seems to be a new type of Aparoid, it appears be like the Moth types only with large vials on their backs, in no way does this type have any self-preservation tactics, in fact, I'm pretty sure it's supposed to be like a Kamikaze." When Wolf began the description, the professor's eyes widened. It went unnoticed at the moment and the lupine continued his explanation. "They tried to attached themselves onto our ships, I managed to evade but my partners weren't quick enough. These Aparoids exploded while they hung onto them. They're bodies didn't have any major wounds, just bruises and a few scrapes, but they're in comas."

"Anything else you want to add?" From his words he sounded disinterested and skeptical, yet just from the concern in his eyes, Wolf could tell he had already sealed the deal.

"Yeah, they've been in comas for three days now, what's even worse is that the doctors say their heart beats are slowing down, and yet they know nothing on how to reverse it. If you guys can find a cure, I'm willing to fund the whole thing." By now the professor's eyes were bulging out of his skull. No one ever expected The Wolf O'Donnel to be this generous.

"Right... We'll send a few scientist to your location, can we get your location?"

"I'm at the capital city of Corneria at the St. Elimine Hospital." Wolf stated back to him, grinning slightly at the small speck of hope for the survival of his teammates.

"They'll be there shortly." The lupine nodded and closed the call, relaxing himself in the cockpit yet mind wandering to thoughts regarding the fate of his teammate. 'Poor Leon is only get half of his dying wish... If he doesn't make it that is.'

His memories flooded back to when the chameleon. The psychotic reptilian always had a thing for bloody deaths and such, even going as far as to wish he could have the most bloodiest yet painless death as possible. Wolf let a small chuckle escape his throat as Leon's exact words rang through his head. "I want to go out in the most bloodiest end ever, but to have it be as painless as it can be, I don't like ouchies."

It was clear as a bell that Leon wasn't right in the head, but that's what made him all the more better pilot than the rest. From what he could remember about the chameleon, he had a sadistic sense of humor along with a slow realization of his pain and grief. Never having time to actually feel sorry for others or himself. Which truly made him a great mercenary, never stopping to think about what they have done or who they have killed.

"I'm gonna miss ya buddy..."


Aaaaaaaand that is all for this intro chapter. I honestly love writing this so much. And I just hope you all love it. Seriously, I cannot tell you how bright my smile is writing all this. Anyways, hope you enjoy this story.