I hope you will all enjoy the sequel as much as the first. I have decided to make this a trilogy, since Billie seemed to mesh well into the world of Star Fox. If anyone is interested in creating cover art for the third; please do not hesitate to PM me, I would very much like to feature Billie and Wolf for the final cover. And thank you very much for continuing to read and review. ENJOY THE ADVENTURE!

CHAPTER 1

"When will you learn you can't get the drop on me?" Taylor said holding up a new sleek jet black metal arm. He pointed the hand of it at her, and the fingers folded backward as the palm opened up into a gun barrel.

"I get the drop on you dear… Now tell me, where is that hair pile who took my arm and my love from me?"

"He's not here…" she lied

"I saw his Wolfen, right next to yours!" Taylor spat seeming enraged that she would lie. "Now Billie…" he said taking on a patronizing tone. "You know the last thing I want to do is hurt you-"

"I think we both know I'd win in a fight between us." Billie cut in not wanting to sit back and hear him yap. She clenched her fists as the black stripes began to run up her wrists; using her powers used to bring up bad thoughts, but now the warmth of shadow lace only made her think of Wolf.

"That's it." The lynx said in astonishment, then he lowered his arm. "That's what you saved me with: WHAT IS IT?" he asked with a hideous toothy grin, then he fired; knowing she would have to use it.

Billie held up her right hand in front of her and her left behind her; the blast of his gun arm faded into the cloud of her right hand, and exited from the cloud of her left. Taylor took off his glasses and grinned at her taking her fighting stance.

"Show it to me again." He said coolly, like a psychopath.

"What is with you?!" she said getting a creepy vibe. "And what happened to your stupid little Cage?"

"It's all gone now! Those Damn Aparoids destroyed everything. And Star Wolf destroyed my reputation… This is why I'm here."

"What you want revenge on Wolf?"

"No, I want you to leave them; and come along with me… we have much to discuss."

"Maybe some other time." Came Wolf's sarcastic voice from behind the lynx. As Taylor turned to look he only saw the lupines face for a moment, and then he saw his fist as it collided with his face. He took the punch well, and after making a quick recovery sent his new metal fist hurdling towards Wolf's face.

Wolf ducked down on all fours, and used his claws to shred at Taylor's ankles; but the lynx saw it coming and jumped over Wolf rolling behind him. Wolf reared around with himself now between Taylor and Billie; and the two held out guns at the ready.

"Seems a stalemate…" Taylor said pleased with himself.

"I don't think so!" Billie's voice shot fourth and much to Taylor's shock and awe two large black clawed hands shot fourth like liquid wind from either side of Wolf and pushed Taylor into a nearby building; breaking down the wall.

"I think we've over stayed our welcome." Wolf said holstering his gun and turning around to his Shadow Legion. She nodded and the two ran like hell for their ships.

Taylor getting up dazed from his little ride got up and began to fire on them both into the street.

"BILLIE!" he screamed enraged. As a shot neared the back of her head she turned around in a full stop; holding out her middle and index fingers from her right fist she cut the blast in half with a swoosh of shadow lace. Sending the plasma into two different directions.

Billie had become quite the artist with it now; she now realized that every other Shadow Legion in history had it wrong, the secret to having exceptional control over the shade was not to cut off your emotions completely; but to be able to tie them to something you liked, or something you loved while using the well of feeling to bring it to the peak of its potential. This was the dawn of a whole new warrior; one who owed her allegiance solely to Star Wolf.

As quickly as she had done that she turned back around and they booked it into the ship lot. Taylor ran after them and kept firing shots until they swerved into the exit tunnel. As he watched them get away, again… he punched a nearby ship with his bionic arm denting the hull.

"Son of a bitch!" he spat up to the air.

"You want to tell me what the fuck that was?!" Wolf yelled to his comrade as they sped through the dark cold of the ice patches.

"Well I don't know, I guess he found me somehow!" she protested not knowing anything more than Wolf at this point.

"Great! Now our footing at the smuggler's rock is compromised…" Wolf said in an angry growl of an accent.

"We don't know that for sure. It may have just been a coincidence."

"Well, what did that freak want?"

"He just, wanted me to go with him… he said his prison was gone…"

"So then he was in fact; looking for you! Which means he is going to keep tracking you and find you again." Wolf said.

"We don't know that for sure! It still may have been a coincidence… I mean if his prison really is gone he may have returned to his old life of crime!" she protested.

"So… he wanted a romantic getaway then?" Wolf said somewhere between being sarcastic and annoyed.

"Oh Wolf! He never really had romantic interest in me; it's my powers that fascinated him… and besides did you see his arm? That was some serious tech."

"So?"

"So, that guy can barley refuel a ship… how did he get bio tech of that quality? And why did he want me to go with him? He almost looked desperate…" she trailed off as they emerged into open space.

"Desperate? I thought he was always like that." Wolf said remembering the swap and bust incident.

"No… he used to be, well collected. Always; it was like he had ice in his blood. But now there's something off about him… I can't explain it; he almost seemed desperate to see the shadow lace…"

"He's cracking under the pressure? Humph, after we escaped he lost his little prison in the jungle… he must be losing it." Wolf concluded.

"Taylor may be cracking, and he may be a sadist but he's no expert tracker. And he's nooooo good with tech. I think someone else is pulling the strings here."

"Who? Any old enemies of yours ringing a bell?"

"No. I'm 97… any old enemies of mine are either him; or dead. I have no idea who is behind him."

Wolf thought a moment in the silence; running his mind a mile a minute… but he could not place it either.

"Hey it's Panther." Billie said flipping out her red lens. Wolf saw on his e-patch as well.

"We just got the shipment; everything is good on this end. How about you guys?" Panther chimed.

"Nothing we couldn't handle." Wolf said calmly.

"Okay, we'll be waiting for your return. Panther out."

Billie cut all of her chats off, then she pumped up some music and leaned back trying to decompress. Wolf just thought in the silence… it was now essential that they get footing on Fichina; before the crazy cat man and his supposed friends found their only current base.

About an hour later they pulled into Sargasso, and jumped out of their cockpits.

"Billie, I need all of these ships up and running, yesterday." Wolf said walking through the deck to the boxes of tech that had been hauled in.

"Yeah, yeah I got it." She shot back a little testy; the entire incident was still fresh in her brain.

"Did something happen?" Leon asked watching her hastily unpacking metal crates.

"Taylor happened," she said quickly with busy hands.

"How's the arm?" Leon laughed to Wolf remembering the day he shot it off.

"We handled it." He grunted dismissively as he began unpacking a different crate. "But we are going to need these ships up and running, and a location on Fichina picked out-"

"I know: yesterday!" Billie shot back organizing a mess of wires.

"It's only a matter of time until he finds this place isn't it?" Leon nodded to Panther; who in turn nodded back.

Although Billie was the most technologically able, they all had a pretty fair understanding of their separate vehicles; and working on through the hours they got quite a bit done. Billie showed them each the tech she added to their ships, and how to do upkeep on it. But she and Wolf seemed to be purposefully keeping their distance; Panther wondered if they were angry at each other, or just stressed.

"Okay hold still." She said finally walking up to Wolf.

"What-" he stopped short as she held up a scanner to his good eye. It flashed green and made a beeping noise. Then just as quickly as she'd come she trotted back to her baby without a word.

"What was that?" he asked walking up behind her and looking up at her in the cockpit.

"Well, after the swap and bust and that little incident in the black market today… I figure we may not always have the luxury of having every ship, or always being in the same place at the same time. But now, your iris, and mine; both have the ability to start my ship. If need be…" she said typing away on a projected light keyboard that found its source in her ships dash.

"You mean, I can fly your ship?" Wolf asked crossing his arms and smirking up to her.

"Yeah, so long as you are good to her… but don't be too good; I don't want her thinking there's better out there!" she joked down to him through a big grin.

Wolf gruffed out one of his growling sort of laughs, and he watched her long fingers working in white flashes through the turned down music. Then a thought occurred to him.

"Hey Billie?" he shot up to her.

"Meh?" she grunted only half paying attention.

"Do you remember when that Krystal vixen from Fox's little crew told us what you were finally?"

"Yes… why?" she asked stopping her typing and looking down at him suspiciously.

"Well, how is it she knew about the old legend of your people, but no one else did?"

Billie looked down at him with narrow eyes. "I don't know… was she from the Lylat system? Because in other systems I've gone to; a lot of people seem aware of at least part of the legend… But the Lylat seems kind of closed off culturally."

Wolf thought for a minute, and then found the right words. "What system is Taylor from?"

"I'm not sure…" she said dismissively returning to her typing.

Wolf saw that she did not like the subject of the lynx in any shape or form… he wondered if that was one reason she was hesitant to do the swap and bust. But he realized that her focus was more important at the moment and decided not to pry any farther… But he still could not place what was happening. He wanted to believe it was all an amazing coincidence: but his instincts would not let him.

When Leon, Panther and Wolfs vessels were in practically mint condition; they decided to call it a day and worry about Fichina in the morning. Leon left first, and Panther watched Wolf turn to a very tired Billie who was still hard at work, but for once he decided not to eavesdrop and strolled off to his bedroom. They had a lot to do tomorrow that was for damn sure.

"Hey Billie, it looks good; let's call it a night." He said using his gloved arm to wipe his brow. Billie was still fiddling around with her ships weapon systems, new ideas were running through her head; and the Taylor thing had shaken her a bit. She had to be ready.

"You go ahead; I'm going to get a head start on the dark matter generators for Fichina." She said not even turning to look at him.

"Billie, you are exhausted… have you even eaten today?" he said realizing that he hadn't.

"I can go quite a while without eating."

"Maybe, but lack of sleep and food can make your hands shaky, I don't want you screwing something up."

"I said I'm fine Wolf!" she turned snapping at him. That set him off.

"Hey! What is with you girly? You have been snippy ever since the-"

"Don't say it! This has nothing to do with that…" she trailed off clearly lying.

Wolf bent his ears back and stared her down. "What's the matter?" he asked in a high voice, but not quite yelling. Billie sighed.

"It's just weird okay? Taylor coming after me like that, that weird tech… I just have this feeling like… like something bad, really bad is going to happen in the near future…"

Wolf stared to her silently. She put her tools down and started wiping her hands on a rag, and then she sat down on her baby's wing.

"Today at the bar… I thought of James… the last time I saw him…" she started sadly. "After the argument, when I told him to leave, the last thing he said to me was to follow my instincts; no matter where I wound up."

"Sounds like James…" Wolf said propping his leg up on her ships wing, himself having followed the very same advice in the past on several occasions.

"That's why I joined team Star Wolf; because I had this gut feeling that it was the place to be… even though I did not know who you were, it worked out well. And now I have a gut feeling like that again… and it's saying something bad is just around the bend. And it shook me a bit okay? I'm trying to let go of the past… but I feel like this is one of those times where I should take his advice to heart."

"Hmm, then take it to heart." Wolf assured her looking up at what she had accomplished for the team today. "But don't wear yourself too thin."

"As long as I keep my hands busy, my thoughts will be silent." She said sternly.

"True, but I can think of another way to keep those hands busy…"

"Ugh, I'm not in the mood…" she grumbled resting her head on her hand.

"I am." He said like that was all that mattered.

"Well can Mr. O'Donnell always get what he wants the minute he wants it?" she asked in a tone drenched in sarcasm. Wolf moved like he was fighting, he quickly reached down, grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the hull of her baby. She looked up in surprise at his smirking face and felt the breeze from his wagging tail.

"I guess so…" she said softly towards him.