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SF Red Mission

Prologue: Biography of a Lone Fighter

Drifting through the space of the Lylat System is a lone Cornerian pilot in his space fighter. He waits around for days, weeks, even months on end for his commander to contact him and assign him to a mission. He will perform any mission of any price, often risking his own life. He would even sacrifice himself if it was for a good cause. Throughout his missions, he has visited almost every planet throughout the Lylat System, establishing friendships along the way, and gathering allies in case he'd ever need them. After completing a mission, he takes the time to learn more about the planet he is on, studies about unfamiliar cultures, and learns many languages. When not on a mission he resides in several hotels and apartments, mainly in Corneria City; even if his custom-made Cornerian fighter can support living conditions for weeks. This is how he has lived for the past 17 years. He used to be in the Cornerian army, but after a tragic incident many years ago, he decided to work solo.

He is the only one alive today who knows his true name, but he goes by the name of Red. He's a dark-red colored fox except for 2 white spots on his hands, he has dark-blue eyes, and is slightly shorter than Fox McCloud. During most of the time, especially in battle, Red wears a blood-red, short-sleeve shirt along with long, black pants. The look on his face and his tone are usually serious; although he does know how to have fun by messing with someone's mind every once in a while. His past experiences of waiting around for a mission have given him an incredible patience and those who know him have seen him staring into space or sitting in one spot for hours at a time.

Although Red was born on Corneria, he isn't of 100 Cornerian ancestry. This could explain his most remarkable trait: his powers. During moments of clear concentration, Red can create an invisible shield on his skin that absorbs any type of energy (including explosions and any type of weaponry). Any energy that he absorbs doesn't hurt him physically, but takes up his energy. His other special skill allows him to gather the amounts of force he has absorbed and shoot it from his hands. The only problem is that his powers are energy-consuming and he gets tired when fighting for too long. But even with this weakness, he is a very valuable fighter and he is very hard to kill.

Red was stationary in his fighter somewhere in the middle of the Lylat System. He was staring at a picture, thinking of that catastrophic day so many years ago. Often he thinks back to that day and how afterwards he was so depressed and how he realized that he eventually could only be content with himself by becoming a private mercenary, killing for a living, and putting his own life in danger. Always, he tries to think to himself, 'It wasn't your fault.' He could see those explosions in his mind. 'There was nothing you could do.' He never really got himself to fully believe this.

He noticed the flashing red light on his watch. He knows what this means: for the first time in months, he has an assignment. "About time," he said. He put the picture away and pressed the button on his watch.
"Red, this is your commander. We need your help…"