AN: So I decided to do something different. This is a crossover fic between my current freelance work and Starfox, so not everything makes perfect sense.
Krystal was angry.
Mostly at herself.
When the starfighters approached the Great Fox, she could only watch as her friends where, one by one, disabled. Backing off, she saw them vanish in the flash of what HAD to have been an antimatter bomb. Even worse, she had no clue who the fighters worked for; the only thing she had seen was the initials NGO on the wings.
Then she got a letter:
Dear Krystal,
I'm sorry about your loss. As a key witness to the events, I'm asking you to join our search for the unit or units that destroyed the rest of Star Fox. I'll be waiting at the rave club called the 'Funky Penguin', just ask for me.
Sincerely,
Freedom 0
(Location: Funky Penguin rave/bar)
Krystal was surprised. None other than king Dedede was manning the rave, his hammer strung with glowsticks. She walked over to the bar and sat down. "What'll it be, miss?" the barkeep asked.
"I'm looking for someone who goes by the name of 'Freedom 0'."
The barkeep looked around in a slightly paranoid manner. "Not many ask for him, especially those who are smart. Were you invited?"
"Yes."
"Well than, let me take you to the man behind the Free Republic Militia," the barkeep replied, walking out from behind the bar and showing her to a door in the back.
(Free Republic Militia office)
James looked up from his desk for a moment. "Come in."
Krystal walked in, closing the door behind her. "I'm here."
"Welcome, then. I'm James Freeman, AKA 'Freedom 0'."
Krystal took a moment to take a good look at James. He was strange for an anthromorph; his legs where not strait, but more like a fox's; his jaw was elongated to the extreme, and she swore she saw some very sharp canines in his mouth. At his sides where a pair of pistols, whose magazines read: .50 AE. "Well, what do you want?" Krystal asked.
"I've just got a few questions for you. Sit down," James said, sliding behind his desk as Krystal took a seat in the only other chair in the office. "Do you, by any chance, remember the markings on the wings of the fighters used to attack the Great Fox?"
"Yeah, they where just initials: N G O."
"Oh dear lord…"
"What?" Krystal asked, raising a questioning eyebrow.
"Never mind for a moment. I know I'm touching on some… emotional information here, but you said they 'disappeared'. How?"
"I saw one of the fighters place a small device on the Great Fox's hull, and… and…" Krystal started to lose control of her emotions, "they vanished in a flash. It must have been an antimatter device…"
"Krystal, it wasn't."
"Then what the hell was it?!" Krystal yelled at James, anger mixing with her sadness.
"A device called a 'Jump Drive'. Krystal, I've got to fill you in on some things that are considered top secrete…"
AN: Yes, the team isn't dead… but expect character death later on.
