Author's Note-This is not my idea entirely, the idea to start this came from a very… special person I know. He will be writing certain parts of this story. I'll drop notes for his writing. He will also leave author's notes. I will not be using X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X to change perspective anymore, it's too much of a pain to keep using since I change perspective a lot.

Chapter 1

"Damn it McCloud!" Rain shouted from his position under the first of four Arwings in the hangar of the Great Fox.

"What?" Fox McCloud replied to the other fox. He prepared himself for the worst, knowing what kind of anger a guru could unleash when angered.

"If you stopped looking at Krystal for 20 seconds and inspect your own equipment, YOU'D KNOW!" The currently working vulpine ranted, "Best pilot my ass. Do you know when you shake a bottle of wine and the cap pops off? That cap flies better than you."

Fox though for a moment if he really wanted to ask about his analogy, but thought better of it. Instead he asked, "Is it fixable?"

The gray mechanic made an audible sigh before answering, "Fox, everything is fixable. It's just a matter of time. Most people would say in this case it's the time it takes to order a new Arwing. But you found me. And for whatever reason, my mechanical skill and tolerance of you failures makes me Star Fox material in your eyes." He slid himself out from under the plane with one of those rolling mechanic thingies so he could look Fox in the eye. "I'm not entirely sure, but about a week."

"A WEEK!" The russet vulpine shouted, obviously in a panic. "I only took a few shots. HOW IN THE WORLD COULD IT BE A WEEK?"

"You and Krystal had better get comfy. You have a week-long holiday ahead of you."

Fox reddened at the newly inducted Star Fox member's insinuation, but before he could respond, an obviously feminine voice floated from down the corridor complaining, "IT'S 6 AM! Go talk somewhere else." There was a stirring sound, as if the owner of the voice thought they might as well see what was the cause of all this shouting.

"Crap!" Fox half whispered and half shouted, "Get under the Arwing!"

"Do I really want to know why?" The gray mechanic asked nonchalantly.

"Uhh… I kinda made you a member without the knowledge or consent of everyone else. They might see you as a prisoner if they haven't talked to me, so for now that's everyone. And with Krystal awake, she will probably react without good intention." The now clearly panicked leader stated to his currently yawning counterpart.

The other fox thought it was kind of stupid the leader was afraid of one of the members of his own team, but he slipped under the plane with a quick "you're an idiot." He moved not a moment too soon. As soon as his booted feet disappeared, a tired-looking blue vixen appeared in the hangar doorway and began to walk towards Fox with a practiced grace.

"H-Hi Krystal, what's up?" Fox said, clearly nervous and sweating.

She merely responded with, "What were you doing and why are you hiding it?"

"Fine, just let me get him out." Fox said, defeated before he even started. He took a minute to reach under his Arwing until he found what he wanted, as he pulled it out, a look of shock appeared on his face.

"You were hiding one of Slippy's rolling mechanic thingies?" She asked disbelieving.

"No. No I was not. C'mon Krystal, we have to find somebody."
The vulpine said as he manually wiped the look of shock off his face by closing his muzzle with his hand.

Rain got bored after .5 seconds of hiding. So as soon as Rain knew Krystal wouldn't see him, he got out from under the Arwing and jogged through the hangar door. The two foxes were too wrapped up in their own conversation to notice him leaving.

He walked to the kitchens after he knew he was out of sight. He opened one of the many cupboards and got out a bowl, spoon, and a box of military-issue corn flakes.

Rain was completely engrossed in his food, and didn't see Falco Lombardi walk in. Falco was very groggy, and as a result he didn't register Rain's presence for 10 full minutes. But there was one hell of a reaction when he did.

Falco uttered a shriek not unlike women from 90's horror films. Cornerian and otherwise. He also attempted to train his blaster on the intruder to keep him from moving about freely. Falco's feathers/fingers betrayed him and he accidentally fired a lethal shot at Rain. It hit exactly where it was aimed. However, Falco wasn't aiming. Rain's cereal, bowl, and spoon were vaporized instantly.

"What the hell!" Rain shouted angrily. "YOU SHOT MY BREAKFAST! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" He didn't get up at 4 AM to sneak around a ship just to get some food, only to have it vaporized before him. He was ready to deck the blue avian right there, but the arrival of two others stopped him.

Krystal laid eyes on him and didn't take a moment to react. Her instincts took over and she sprinted towards the supposed intruder and kicked him in the fork of his legs. As he doubled over looking at the floor in immense pain, he knee crashed into his face. His head snapped back and his eyes rolled up into his head.

"I was going to tell you, he's what we were looking for." Fox said, now even more terrified of the vixen.

She glanced at the unconscious vulpine before looking at Fox with her eyebrow raised. She turned to Falco and informed him, "Your scream needs a lot of work." She then turned so as to have both of them in sight. "Well come on, if we're going to move him to a room, we might as well get a move on. Unless you want to leave him here." Both males looked at each other before moving to pick him up by the legs.

Meanwhile in an area of space outside the Lylat system…

North Korean Communist forces were ambushing a certain scouting party. More specifically, it was the last major space fleet of the Communists.

"Sir! We're taking heavy fire from Pinkos on all sides." The frenzied techie reported.

The Captain of the Heavy Frigate-Class vessel known as the Allegheri Hernando Jakobs looked at the technical readout before making a decision. "Then we don't have a choice. Alert Wolf 6 that he is to head to the armory accompanied by a squad of troops, where he is to lock down the armory. And soldier, open us a path out from the front of this box."

"I'm already on it sir." The techie said.

Suddenly a small red mote of light that resembled an exploding star appeared in front of Captain Jakobs. It flashed in time with the undoubtedly masculine voice that accompanied it asking, "Captain, should I commence with the transfer to Wolf Abel? The odds of our escape don't look very good. 15 percent to be exact"

"Affirmative Red Dawn. Transfer to Abel immediately." He turned to the soldiers manning the ship controls and said to them, "On my mark transfer everything we have to the engines, but not the emergency thrusters." The men nodded their affirmation to the dark-skinned and nervous Captain. "Good. On my mark…MARK!" The men all began to enter commands into their consoles and the ship began to shake uncontrollably.

The Communist soldiers noticed the move and fired an experimental last-resort beam weapon. The bright green beam of pure energy was fired correctly and more than half the ship fell off, but that only served to make the ship move faster than the others could.

In the armory, Abel felt himself being ripped apart. He locked himself into a chair with only seconds to spare before he blacked out. On Abel's full-face helmet HUD, a timer that was labeled 'Air Recycling System' began to count down from 2:00:00.

Abel awoke with Red Dawn's voice yelling at him through his helmet speakers. "I SAID WAKE UP YOU STUPID SONOFA- oh, you're awake. I'm Red Dawn. Give me a few minutes to inform you of goings-on. We're safe from any danger for now. Your suit has fifteen minutes of air left. I am currently piloting us to an unknown ship. We're outside on known space, so it's unlikely that it's Communist. Most of the ship was lost in the attack. Our current ETA is 10 minutes."

"Thanks." The standard-issue synthetic voice scrambler changed Abel's voice into one that would be unrecognizable if heard by anybody. Without any further thought Abel began to hunt through the armory for equipment. He took 2 frag grenades, any more and he would tire quicker. He decided on a shotgun for the confines of a ship, and a magnum pistol because side arms were required, and the magnum was longer-range.

His suit beeped a five-minute warning just as a console said docking successful. Red Dawn was feeling smart, so he announced their arrival through the ship's speakers into the hangar. It was a cliché line from an old horror movie. "Theeeeey're heeeere."

Fox had just finished explaining Rain's informal induction and presence on the ship when an unauthorized broadcast throughout the ship spouted something unintelligible.

Before they could begin to move again, Rain got up and began to groan. "I…can…move." He grunted whilst supporting himself with a wall. He looked a Krystal and got an angry look on his face before shouting "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? DO YOU HAVE SOME PROBLEM WITH ME?" Before he could go on ANOTHER rant, (See a pattern here?) Falco took a look at a console and freaked out at what he saw.

"We have an intruder in the hangar!" Falco said, looking rather surprised.

Krystal looked at Rain, "It's got nothing to do with me." Rain said

Krystal looked at Fox, "I didn't bring anybody else onboard." Fox explained

The four Cornerians took off running.

Abel did everything by the book. He checked his corners, he combed the area, but even a hardened soldier like him didn't believe what he saw next. A short, fat toad walkthrough the hangar door and began to inspect the vehicles inside it.

This is insane! How the hell can a toad walk? Abel thought. He took another look at the toad before thinking My mistake. How the hell can a toad waddle? He looks like a squealer too. I should get rid of him first.

With that Abel took a quick look around, found what he wanted, and threw it at the toad.

Before Slippy knew what happened, a wrench going at high speed nailed him in the back of the head.

Abel watched the toad go down before walking over and policing him for any weapons. He found none. He glanced over at the toad while walking away.

I don't think a wrench doing 85 did very much damage to this numskull.

The other four Cornerians were watching the events of the short and rather one-sided fight. Eventually Rain shouted out "He hit Slippy!" and held up his hand for high-fives. Despite the fact that some people were extremely tempted to high-five him, (I won't say who) all of his requests were denied.

The noise reached Abel and he quickly turned, raising his shotgun as he did so, quickly realizing his mistake, he holstered it and drew the magnum from its leg holster. "Whoa there cowboy." Red Dawn said, "Let me attempt to make peace with them."

Krystal, being the bravest of the group, headed forward. She glanced back at he teammates before heading forward thinking: Perhaps I'm not the bravest, but I'm the least scared.

They met in the wide-open center of the hangar, Abel's instincts screamed at him not to do this, but he had to show he was friendly. Red Dawn had examined a few speech logs from the chattering group behind what appeared to be a large blue dog of some kind. Red Dawn began to play what he believed was, 'I come in peace.'

As she neared what appeared to be a 6-foot 7-inch tall black and red robot, it began to speak in a synthetic voice saying, "I will eat your brain waffles." This phrase enraged Krystal. She wasn't here to play games. Damn the fact that if she went through with this she might have an ally who wasn't an idiot, she was going to make it regret playing around.

Falco, Fox, and Rain watched as Krystal leapt into the air, twisted he leg, and placed her booted foot where the groin should be. A Falco and Fox, oof'd. All three cringed, but none more so than Rain, he knew what that felt like, and he began to feel sorry for it. All that sympathy vanished when Krystal's foot was just about to make contact; the thing grabbed her foot, and yanked it up, flipping her vertically. Then, as she was falling, it grabbed her throat and held her right side up.

"Let me try again." Red Dawn said

Able responded, "Screw you, last time you tried to make peace, this happened." shaking Krystal a little.

"I know what I did wrong, let me try again, and if it doesn't work, we can do this your way."

Abel smiled inside his helmet as he thought of how this would end if he got his way. "All right, but one chance, if they react violently, I will kill them."

The robot began to talk once more, and this time it said, "I come with pieces." It obviously didn't like it's answer and corrected itself. "I come in peace." If finally said.

Shocked, The trio merely nodded and Rain had the gall to point at Krystal.

Abel released her and before she could crash to the floor, he grabbed her forearm.

"How can that thing speak our language?" Falco asked, amazed at what he just saw.

"I don't know but- Fox! Stop checking out Krystal!" Rain smacked Fox across the face. Fox responded by bopping Rain on the head.

"If these guys aren't the furry equivalent of the Three Stooges, then I'm a calculator." Red Dawn quipped.

Abel pointed out the now-brawling foxes and the cheering avian. "What's wrong with them?"

Krystal sighed, "I just live with them."

Abel glanced again, "Life must suck."

She looked at his visor, straight into his eyes. But she was searching his mind as well.

She saw horrible things, the deaths of his previous squad mates and friends. All dieing in his arms, while he himself was helpless to save them. She saw the retribution of the people that killed them. She saw him beat a man to death, and beat his corpse until his knuckles were bloody and he was drained of energy.

But in the midst of all that death, she saw a glimmer of hope at the back of his mind. It was the reason he fought, so nobody would end up like him.

She too, had this hope, and began to feel at kinship with him, as he did with her, despite the fact he wasn't telepathic.

She turned to the brawling males and said in her most alluring voice, "Oh Boys." The immediately stopped fighting and the three stood as straight as possible. "I hope you don't mind," she said, "but our friend here needs lodging while we fix his ship. "And anybody so generous will surely be rewarded." She winked at them.

"Su-Sure thing, H-He can stay." Fox stuttered

"Y-y-yeah, He's w-welcome here." Rain chocked out

"A hubba wah?" Falco said, too surprised to form a coherent sentence.

Author's Note-That was a week's worth of writing and planning and revisions. Pretty pathetic, I know. But I was AFK for a week and had nothing better to do. Still, I plan to continue with this story as well as before the storm. However, I still have to finish chapter 3. I will update my FFN page so my schedule is clear and I will be able to explain the sporadic updates. It's not like I have anything better to do with my page. I hope you enjoyed the extra-long chapter. I might take a short break from writing. Probably about a day, but that doesn't mean I won't update. I try to get out at least a chapter a week. Since I was on forced hiatus for a week, you get TWO updates. Laters.