A unusual turn of events leads to the key tensions of an all-out war of Corneria with a unknown monarchy of 'colossal' proportions.
Fox Mccloud was just loitering around the skies present on Earth in his very Arwing along with his partners Falco and Krystal on his left and right sides. The trio was exploring the planet after they conducting full research about the planet itself.
"Report in." - Fox reminded -
"All ok in here." - Krystal replied -
"Same in here, Fox." - Falco added -
"Good. I can't believe this planet is quite similar to Corneria and Sauria." - Fox said -
"Dude, we been loitering in the skies for a few hours now just to inspect the planet's surroundings by air." - Falco stated -
"Yeah. We should to return back as well, Fox. I think my Arwing needed to be refilled again." - Krystal added -
"Seriously?" - Fox asked -
"Of course." - Krystal replied with an annoyed tone in her voice -
Fox sighed.
"Alright. Let's return back, guys." - Fox conceded -
With that order, the Arwings changed their general courses. As they climbed higher, Fox changed his radio frequency to contact someone up ahead.
"General Pepper, This is Fox Mccloud." - The red fox contacted -
"This is General Pepper responding. Go ahead." - Pepper responded -
"We're heading back out. Our exploration were done." - Fox informed -
"Roger that, Fox. Continue your course to the Northeast. Out." - Pepper replied -
Fox changed his radio frequency again. This time, he contacted his partners.
"Falco. Krystal. I have contacted General Pepper about our return to the mothership." - Fox said -
"Mothership, eh? Nice rhymes, man." - Falco replied with a snicker -
"Fuck off, Falco. You didn't know what I'm saying, did you?" - Fox responded with a slightly tense tone -
"I'm not." - Falco replied -
"It's too." - Fox answered back -
"It's not!" - Falco replied with his voice raising in volume -
"It's too!"
"It's not!"
"TOO!"
"NOT!"
The radio fight made Krystal a bit annoyed.
"Cut it out, you two. For fuck's sake!" - Krystal rebuked -
Both Fox and Falco were silenced by the vixen's voice.
"Even on the air, you two were all fighting in the airwaves like dogs and cats." - Krystal added -
"I didn't started it." - Fox replied -
"Me neither." - Falco added -
"Then who?!" - Krystal asked, enraged -
Before anyone could reply, Fox's Arwing suddenly got collided with a North American Rockwell OV-10A Bronco. The collision surprised Krystal and Falco but sends much more shock to Fox since he didn't even noticing it. The right wingtip of his Arwing struck the left hand side of the OV-10's twin-boom tail and the collision badly damaged Fox's Arwing.
"Fox!" - Krystal yelled -
Krystal could see Fox's Arwing rotating clockwise to the ground below. Fox tried to recover his badly damaged aircraft from the dive and it did. The aircraft stabilized itself.
"Guys. My Arwing is badly damaged but it was still operational." - Fox reminded -
"That was too close for comfort." - Falco said -
"To add it up, what is that?!" - Fox asked -
"We don't know, Fox. Whatever it is, that one is all gone. "- Krystal replied -
Fox tried to make his aircraft climbed. It was slightly unresponsive but he call still control it.
"Ok. Let's get outta here before I lose my second chance again." - Fox ordered -
...
Meanwhile, the damaged OV-10A continued it's fatal dive. The aircraft lost most of it's twin-boom tail in the collision with Fox's Arwing. Worse still, the two-man crew couldn't eject from the burning aircraft as well. Before the plane crashed into the jungle below, only the co-pilot manage to eject out of it. The crash was so intense that the plane exploded with such ferocity. As the sole survivor parachuted to the ground, he grabbed his emergency radio from his survival kit.
"Emperor Splero, this is Alpha Zulu 1-9. Requesting emergency pickup at coordinates 1-9-0-2-4."
"Roger that, Alpha Zulu 1-9. We're sending you some reinforcements there. Stand by for ETA."
The Co-pilot then went to the OV-10's crash site. There, the remnants of the plane was scattered far and wide. There was also a deep crater on the wake of the impact. As he approached it, he saw the helmet of his dead partner. The impact literally erased his corpse into oblivion. The Co-pilot then looked at the skies above.
"Splerai'ia, Help us."
