"Fox!" Krystal screamed out. Despite her recent appearance of resentment, deep down she still cared for him. Her true feelings for Fox began to come out. While she was still angry with him, she still loved him whether she wanted to admit it or not. Regret started to come out of her. Regret for joining Star Wolf. Regret for stabbing Fox in the back.

"What have I done?!

*she flew her Wolfen down to the surface in an attempt to check up on Fox, realizing the error of her ways*

Fox breathed hard, alarms blaring inside the Arwing's cockpit, while smoke rose out of the console and wires sparked behind him, hot metal landing on his shoulders. Still, he kept his blurry vision as focused as he could, his hands shaky on the stick as the Papetoonian desert rushed up to meet him...

He frantically tried to hit the eject button, but alas it wasn't responding.

"Ejector seat malfunction detected…"

"Damnit Damnit, Damnit"

As the Arwing crashed down upon the surface, Fox's head hit the canopy hard, shattered glass hitting him in the head. Causing a massive head wound, which blood started to leak out. Bones cracked in the process as well. Weakly, Fox managed to pull himself out of the cockpit, and onto the desert sands. He winced in pain as the biting winds, spread sand into his open wounds. He dragged himself through the desert, in an attempt to find a safe place to protect himself from further harm and to lick his wounds. Much to his shock however, Fox could swear, that he heard a voice in his head.

The voice sounded ominous and shrill, yet strangely comforting

"Such awful flying demons, torturing such a poor innocent soul, come now child, we will heal your wounds."

Fox was confused at this voice in his head.

"Who's there?!" he weakly mumbled to himself, he voice responded in a cryptic tone.

"All will be revealed in time, child. Follow us."

Somehow, Fox's feet started to move, seemingly of their own volition. Guiding him to who knows where. Across the desert sands. He thought to himself

"All of this wouldn't have happened if I wouldn't have fired Krystal from the team. Lyla what an idiot I have been"

Much to Fox's surprise, the voice actually responded….

"Follow me my child and I will show you a way to get the one you love back forever."

Fox was confused by the voice, but none the less, continued to wander across the sands aimlessly. Until he noticed, something quite peculiar.

In his vision, a majestic towering sandstone ziggurat carved into the side of a mountain, greeted him. From the looks of things, the sandstone seemed to have resisted erosion well. A waterfall flowed down the side of the structure. It was a beautiful, albeit confusing, sight.

The tod was confused yet intrigued by this. Growing up, he had heard reports of archaelogical digs discovering an ancient civilization once inhabiting Papetoon, but he never knew them to be capable of building a complicated strcture or even being advanced. He thought to himself.

"What the hell? I grew up here, how come just now I am finding out about an ancient advanced society."

Fox heard the voice in his head resume guiding him.

"Continue on, child. All will be revealed in the shrine"

He stumbled through steps in the darkness, slipping and falling into an antechamber of some kind. Fox landed on his tail, causing the vulpine to let out a pained yip. Trying to walk it off, he continued, until he accidentally cut himself on a metal object. Fox loudly swore in pain fom the laceration.

"Fuck!"

As he continued to walk, he noticed ceremonial markings on the wall. Canopic jars filled with a mysterious reddish liquid llined an altar. Strangely, he noticed dimly lit candles somehow still burning, even after Lylat knows how long. Pools of the same liquid were also seen in the floor. Two black metal throne with sharp edges lined the center of the room, one was slightly smaller than the other.

Unbeknownst to him, his blood dripped onto a mysterious black metal crown on a podium of some kind. At that moment, Fox began to feep strange. He started to convulse and twitch.

"Recieve our gift, young one. Soon you shall have all that you have ever wanted."

Fox could feel intense pain radiating throughout his body. He could hear bones cracking back into place, he felt his body temperature drop. A tingling sensation radiated throughout his body, as if he were sitting on a block of dry ice. He screamed in pure terror as his voice deepened.

Fox was taken aback by his sudden voice change. It sounded deeper, smoother, even more seductive.

Fox started to feel an intense pain in his jaw, as his front canines grew, and his masticatory muscles engorged. His muscle density also increased dramatically, making him stronger.

Fox felt a piercing ear splitting headache as his senses of hearing and smell increased dramatically, to where Fox could even hear the scurrying of small rodents all around the antechamber. As Fox's eyesight increased, Fox could see his dark surroundings a lot more clearly. As Fox tried to get up and see what happened to him, he looked into his reflection from a pool of water, only to see none, much to his horror.

"Why the hell can't I see my reflection? Unless…"

"What the hell has happened to me?!"

Before he could figure it out, a strange thirst overwhelmed Fox, almost instinctually, he grabbed a canopic jar of the mysterious red fluid, opened it, and began to greedily consume it. As he was guzzling it down, his eyes turned an ominous glowing crimson.

Fox felt the urge to put the crown on his head. Reaching down to the ground, he picked it up. As he placed the crown upon his head, Fox's thoughts began to change, as corruption started to take hold. Wolf, Leon, Panther, they had all lied to him and left him for dead. He'd make them all pay for their betrayal. The same would be true for Corneria, he had saved them TWICE from certain defeat, yet they'd forget about him and honor TRAITORS! To him, Corneria no longer deserved it's freedom. They'll be kneeling to him and serving him forever. He sat down in the throne, as the voices spoke to him one last time.

"Embrace the thirst my child. Your wounds will never bother you again. Nobody shall ever harm you again. The power is all yours. You are the one who has been chosen to rule, but first you need a queen…"

His thoughts began to shift to Krystal. He loved her, yet she dared to stab him in the back, because of one horrible decision he made. How dare she'd leave him for that damned bastard, after all that he had done for her. He was the one who saved her life. She was his vixen, damnit. If she wouldn't join him, he'd force her to be his mate...his queen...for all eternity."

Fox pulled out the picture of Krystal he kept in his wallet, and lovingly stroked it. The same picture taken on Sauria all those years ago. Yes, she'll do nicely. He knew what he was going to do, and began to laugh.

"Soon Krystal, you will be mine, forever.…"