Ch1 Ambushed
Fox is aboard his family heirloom, the starship Greatfox, on the command deck with Slippy toad, a fellow pilot and the ship's mechanic. Their running diagnostics on the ship's systems.
"Hey Falco, Krystal, how's the perimeter check going?" Fox asks through the comm system. Falco is their ace pilot and another of Fox long time friends, Krystal is the ship's telepathic link, she joined shortly after Fox saved her from her imprisonment on Sauria and then defeated Andross again after he revived himself using the power of the Krazoa, the spirits of the world.
"It's all clear here Fox. Nothings getting past me in my element!" Falco exclaims, Fox gives a small chuckle, Cocky as ever. He thinks to himself. "It's all clear on my side too Fox, but I feel like somethings not right." Krystal says, he looks out to where she's coming from.
"Well I don't see anything, and radars coming up blank. Don't stress so much Krystal, if it makes you feel any better I'll do a second run with you in a bit, ok?" He asks, she takes a few minutes before answering.
"Alright Fox, it's a date then." She says, she and Falco dock and head up to the command deck. The ship's diagnostic check is finished when they arrive and everyone takes their seats on the deck as Rob64, the ship's one robotic assistant, starts the engines forward and then their off too Corneria.
It's uneventful, till about half way, then every radar and warning alarm goes off at once. Fox runs up to the console and the ship's completely surrounded by unknown enemy vessels. They seemed to just appear out of nowhere and keep increasing.
"Starfox, move out we are under attack!" He yells as the ship takes a hit to its shields.
The entire team jogs to their Arwings and take to the skies. Fox is in the lead, circling the Greatfox opening the path for Falco and Krystal to bomb, leaving Slippy to pick off stragglers and open paths more for Falco and Krystal. They manage to take out a quarter of them, but the sheer number of the enemy over runs them. Their sheilds start draining faster and their hulls start cracking.
"Can anyone send a distress signal, theirs too many of them and not enough of us!" Fox yells over the comm's, everyone signals back a no.
"They've got signal jammers, but I can't pin point where they are hiding them!" Krystal yells, Fox curses under his breath as he shoots down another one. Two more flank him and try shooting his engines out. Fox is feeling the adrenaline rush through him as he narrowly dodges their laser fire. Falco manages to get them both and drop a repair kit for Fox.
"Oh I wish Peppy was here, I'm sure he'd have a trick to get the signal out!" Krystal exclaims as she barrel rolls around a group of them that were heading straight for her.
Peppy O'Hare was another pilot on the Starfox team, but he was drafted to be the replacement for General Pepper, which removed him from active duty and now spends his time on Corneria with his granddaughter Lucy, or teaching the newest cadets of the federation. Fox sighs.
"I know Krystal, we all miss that old rabbit, it's times like these where I truly wish he had stayed. But theirs nothing to be done about it now." He says, they all silence their comm's for a few while they gather themselves. Then they return to the increasingly failing battle.
As they continue it becomes more and more obvious that their losing ground. Just when Fox thinks it's over for them, an explosion in the distance gets everyone's attention. They look in the direction of the initial explosion and four jet burners seem to be heading right for them. The enemy ships scramble as the four jet burners turn into four figures, their headed in formation directly towards them. Then they split in their own directions.
The tallest of them heads for a large cluster, they open their arms like a bird of prey diving to catch its latest victim, a pilot tries taking them head on, then the figure angles slightly cutting the entire wing off the ship with their outstretched arm, they circle back around and take off the other wing the same way. Another figure lands on the nose of an enemy ship, they grab both wings from their vantage point and seem to breath in, their throat expands and the fighter tries shaking them off, their wings fall off from where the figures touching like it was corroded, and then they croak, the ship turning to scrap bits as the figure moves to the next.
Another figure floats into the center of a large cluster, the fighters circle the figure, the single figure simply raises their hand and the fighters move in unison with their hand. They seem to dance with their hands outstretched, and then clapping their hands the ships begin crashing into each other, the figure continues dancing and each fighter in range crashes into another. The last figure watches as the other three take a majority of them, then moves in on those who try running. The figure runs a perimeter around them and when they catch some running fighters, they aim something at them and fires a laser, the ship's blowing up with each shot. Any ship that flies within their range though isn't blasted, it is torn to shreds like paper.
They all make quick work of the fighters and as soon as their done with them they turn to Fox and his team. They fly in close, both sides staring each other down, then a random blast from a remaining fighter catches the shooter off guard, he dives from the hit and two take apart the last ship, the third goes after the falling one, but then stops as if hitting a wall, the other two grab the third and fly off in the direction they came from. The fourth spirals down to a nearby planet, and turns into a fireball as they enter the atmosphere.
"Anyone know what that was about?" Slippy asks after the figure disappears below the atmosphere layer. "No but imagine had they stayed around! If they wanted to they'd have turned us into mince meat!" Falco exclaims, they head back to the Greatfox which is unharmed.
"But it's strange, I couldn't read them at all untill the one was shot and the other tried rescuing them." Krystal says, Fox looks over at her, "What was on their minds Krystal?" He asks, she shakes her head.
"They weren't clear, one was saying 'Leave me be, I'll find a way back.' The other was screaming for 'Let me go, I can't leave him!' Other than that I didn't hear much." She says, Fox, Falco, and Slippy look confused.
"So the one shot we know is a male, who's up for going to find if he's still alive?" Fox asks as they reach the command deck. Krystal and Slippy nod, Falco shrugs.
"I'd like to know how they managed to pull off those flight moves in their suits." He says.
"So we're all agreed then? Ok Rob follow the trail of that fallen pilot." Fox says, Rob complies and starts the engines to the planet that the flyer fell.