A new mission

Kew, a planet mostly made of cities, very little vegetation, a place where many illegal businesses put themselves being out of certain jurisdictions making it perfect for slave trading, drug production, and underground street fighting. Citizens are nearly required to carry blasters, even children. Even the government of the planet deals with the businesses to stay intact and keep businesses from destroying the government. Laws are only put in place to draw off attention of other systems. Even police are usually dealing in kidnapping business by fabricating evidence of not following the laws.

A lone blue furred vixen, dressed in a purple tank top and brown vest with a belt running across her chest. Her pants were black, and a belt ran across her waist with pockets and her personal blaster hidden in her vest. She walked home from her day's work… as a bounty hunter. She heads to her condo home, returning with fresh bounty in hand. Walking through the dirty streets, a duffle bag on her shoulders, paws in her coat pockets, keeping to herself very much. She going until a black wolf came out of an ally holding a blaster up. "Hey little girl, come here and I won't hurt you." She looked straight into the wolf's eyes.

"I suggest leaving before you embarrass yourself."

"Shut up bitch! You're coming with me and-" The vixen took out her own blaster with lightning fast speed and shot the guy straight through the chest. The guy just stared at her until he fell to the ground.

"Told you to leave." She simple knelt down to the guy and searched for anything valuable. She found only 100 credits and nothing else worth taking. She simply walks on by like nothing happened.

Reaching her condo, her less than partner was dead asleep on the couch. He was a lizard with red scales, and was only around for his techno smarts. The condo was trashed, it was usually kept well but after every mission when she left he always seemed to trash the place. She found a half full can of soda and poured it all over the lizard's face. "Wake up Dazen." The lizard was quickly awake brushing off all of the garbage off himself.

"What! Come on you- oh, it's just you Kursed." he got down off the couch. "Another successful bounty for us?"

"For me you mean. You're just an expense, get up and clean this place up."

'She could say thanks for helping least once.' he thought as he started picking up the trash.

"You're cut, and thanks…" Kursed stated blandly as she put down 1000 credits on the table.

"Oh, uh… your welc-"

"Thanks for being such a slob." she finished as she headed back into her room. Dazen quickly sunk back down. She was always cold, even though he saved her on jobs with his quick tech work, she never thankful for his work. He spends hours on hacking and finding her target and how to attack; yet she never showed any gratitude. Though living with her was better than on his old life of being in the drug cartel. He was forced to help grow the fraxedn, a very illegal drug that produces air borne toxins when growing it and can prove fatal with extended exposure. He was saved by her six months ago, intergalactic time (hours and minutes are decided by individual planets while days and months are put out to be the same for each planet for less confusion). By helping her through the security doors to her target. She was getting the bounty of the drug leader from a competitor. He was forever thankful for saving him that he offered his skills as a hacker to her. She said all right and let him stay with her, but was always cold. He was also confused on how she always knew what he was thinking.

"What a lazy ass, can't even keep the place clean when I'm gone." Kursed walked to her closet to put away her hunter clothes and weapons. She took out her clothes and put them neatly in the closet and took her weapons and put them with the others in a dresser. She threw her duffel into a corner when it hit her nightstand and knocked over a silver box with hinges. It fell onto the floor its contents spilling out onto the floor; there were pictures and items of her past… of Krystal. She walked over and picked up the pictures of her with the team, her, Fox, Falco, Slippy, and Peppy. It was just after the Aparoid wars, and they just got a new Great Fox and so they had a picture of them getting it, there was one of her and Lucy, then she reached one of her and Fox. She stared at the picture, and slowly started to tear up. She quickly threw it back in the box before any tears fell, she threw in pictures, her old badge from Star fox, and many other trinkets she kept as memoirs for her past life. She wiped her eyes of any tears that could fall, she could never go back, not after what she had done, and nothing could change the past.

"Krystal, why?" A familiar vulpine dressed in brown kaki pants and green tank top sitting in a room that obviously was not cleaned in years. He held a picture of him with Krystal. "Why couldn't you give a second chance?"

"Fox, you are needed at the bridge." a robotic voice said over the intercom.

"Ugh, another attempt at cheering me up. What do they have planned now?" He asked himself sarcastically. He sulked out of the door to the bridge, where his team waited for him. Falco was lounging on a chair; he came with Fox because he could not find anything better. Slippy was with talking Amanda, talking about trying to improve the Great Fox somehow, Slippy felt he needed to help Fox and Amanda decided she wanted to tag along. Every time Fox saw the two together, anger build up in him. He would always think of Krystal and himself, and what could have been. "Alright, what do you want?" He said in his now usual depressed mood.

"We are receiving a transmission from General Peppy." ROB answered while clicking on a computer.

"Yeah, the old Hare is on the horn and needed all of us to be here." Falco added still lounging in the chair. A hologram projection lit up showing a picture of Peppy.

"Hello team!"

"Hey Peppy!" Slippy yelled ecstatically.

"Hello General." Amanda said, with her gentle personality.

"Yo!" Falco added not moving from the chair. Fox stayed silent.

"How are all you doing?"

"Great!" Slippy answered. Fox scoffed, "… well, almost great." Slippy finished.

"Well, I'll keep this short. You all know the planet Kew right?"

"Yes general, but isn't that out of out Lylat's jurisdiction?" Amanda asked.

"In normal situation of somebody running from a simple robbery yes. But this is different, as you know a year ago when Pepper fell ill he gave his position to me. A week ago Pepper condition improved, and soon was back out in public. He did not take his job back as general from him feeling that he needed to retire. Just a few hours ago Pepper was… murdered." Peppy struggled to say that last part.

"Pepper is dead?" Slippy and Amanda simultaneously shouted. Falco jumped out of his chair, even Fox was surprised.

"Yes… he was stabbed viciously in bed. Pepper was already dead when the officials got there and the culprit was gone." This was torture to hear, the old general was dead, killed in bed.

"Hey Peppy? What's this got to do with Kew?" Fox asked trying to get off the fact the general was dead.

"Oh yes, well a single ship was spotted on radar that was within ten miles of the Pepper's home. It was recorded leaving the atmosphere and data we were able to find it was heading to Kew. We believe that our murder headed to there for safety. Fortunately for us our jurisdiction extends to over Kew when dealing with political and military incidents involving murder, but we cannot let our soldiers go there to find them. He would run before we would land, along with millions of other criminals that would make it impossible to trace. We need you to go in disguise and find our culprit, and bring him to Corneria for questioning, what details we have been able find out we will transmit to you in a few minutes."

"Just a find the needles in the haystack mission? Well count me out if that's it." Falco started to leave.

"Stubborn as always… it's not as boring as it might seems Falco. From what I've found out he is not going to be so simple to grab. You'll cover as bounty hunters, and you might have to build up some reputation to bring him out. To further your cover I have also ordered my engineers on Titania to build experimental ships and a mother ship. Though you will have to use you cover Ids to steal the ships yourself, we can't have any record of you simply receiving the ships. You will land on the outskirts of the base, highjack the ships and take over the new mother ship. The ships are prototypes so they don't have any trackers on them. Your cover Ids will be sent with the suspected murderer's file. Peppy out." The hologram deactivated and everyone was in shock. They were on a black mission, under the radar and completely out of nowhere. This was a new one for everyone, and nobody was happy with it.

Well, another Kursed Fanfiction. I know it might not be the best, or creative, but it certainly isn't the worst. Please read an review!