Ch2 Rescue
Fox and Falco are flying their Arwings over a crash zone on the planet.
"He seems to have survived the crash, but where is he?" Fox asks over the comm.
"I don't know Fox, I'm not reading any brainwave patterns besides the inhabitants of this world." Krystal says from the Greatfox command center.
They've been searching for hours for the mysterious male who crashed onto the planet's surface. They've found where he crashed, but theirs no sign of him anywhere near the trench he made. Fox and Falco head back to the Greatfox.
"Time for a change up guys, maybe you'll have better luck after me and Falco refuel." Fox says as he and Falco dock on the Greatfox, Krystal and Slippy pass them on their way to the command center.
"Fox can I talk to you in private for a second?" She asks as they pass, Falco and Slippy continue on their way.
"What's up Krystal?" Fox asks as soon as the others are out of hearing range. "It's about the man we're searching for. He seemed, familiar. But I don't know where from, his brainwaves were able to block mine but they also synced so easily when I caught it when he was distracted." She says, Fox looks at her.
"You positive? If he's Cernian then he might know what happened to your home." Fox says, she looks into his eyes.
"I don't know, he seemed younger than me." She says.
"Well when we find him just ask ok, it's better to know then get your hopes up." He says, Krystal nods and rests her head on his shoulder.
"Fox, I'm scared, his head was dark inside, like being inside an empty void." She says, he comforts her best as he can and then let's her go to search.
Its another six hours later and increasing the search area that they finally catch wind of him.
"Fox I'm getting something here!" Kyrstal exclaims, Fox looks for her on the world map. She's about twenty clicks from their current position.
"We're on the way Krystal!" Fox says, he and Falco run to their ships. They fly right for Krystal's ship.
"He keeps going in and out." She says, they all hear.
"May day, May day, this is solider three four six, please, I'm in need of medical attention. Is anyone out there?" They hear over the comm and in their heads.
"He's using telepathy. Krystal can you contact him?" Fox asks.
"I can try." She says, then after a few minutes they get another answer.
"Ok so Team starfox are you here to help or ask things about our earlier encounter." He asks.
"And you can stop using telepathy for this. Your comm's will work just fine." He says,.
"You could have said that earlier solider." Fox says.
"So kid got a name or just numbers." Falco asks before anyone else says anything else.
"Well aren't you a charmer, buddy I'll tell you if you can get me off this planet. I'm losing patience holding off the Telepaths here, if I don't get off I'm gonna blow their heads to smithereens!" He says, Krystal nods at them.
"He's not joking. He's under a barrage of psychic energy and his tempers rising fast." She says, they start forward.
"Well thanks for the assist, here's my coordinates, look for the giant ball of trees." He says as the coordinates lock in on the ships radars.
They all hone in on the coordinates, when they arrive theirs a giant ball of trees morphed together. He talks to them.
"Took you long enough, I'm gonna jump and hitch a ride, so whoever doesn't mind an extra rider get as close as possible." He says, Fox and Krystal move a little closer, the trees start creaking, and as soon as their twenty feet from the ball, the trees burst out, creating an opening for the figure to jump through, he grabs onto Fox's wing.
"Alright man, lets go before they get any wiser down there." He says, Fox looks over at Krystal, and then all four of them and the figure on Fox's wing head back to the Greatfox. Upon docking the figure hops off the wing and waits by the entry to the rest of the ship.
"To answer the earlier question of what's my name, just call me Alabastor. That's all I'll give you for now, now can someone help me to a medic, I've cracked all the bones on the right side of my body and my abilities won't hold me up much longer." He says, they look him up and down, then see the blood coming out the right hand. He starts falling slowly pressed against the wall, more blood comes out his leg and ribs. Krystal and Fox run over to him and help him up, they try removing his helmet, he reaches over with his left arm and presses a switch opening it so they can pull it off. He's breathing heavily and bloods dripping from his head.
His face is Fox shaped with deep navy blue fur, with white fur on his muzzle and leading into a line up to his hair line. He has two braided strands with white and blue beads, and his eyes are a sea bluish green color. Fox and Krystal carry him to the medical bay and put him on the table, he's going in and out of consciousness. Krystal keeps him awake and Fox sets up the medical equipment and they both start stripping off his armor. It takes a while since the armor doesn't seem to want to come off. They actually use a laser torch to cut it open and pry it off him. But they manage to get the armor off his body, which included most of his clothes which leaves him stark naked on the table.
His body is a patch work of cuts bruises, all of which are bleeding. His skin is paling by the second as the blood loss is reaching fatal levels.
His left arm is still covered, when they tried remobing it the torch heat couldnt even touch the arm, and his legs are amputated.
"Is he from a new squad?" Fox asks as the ship's computer begins its work on fixing him up.
"I don't know, he fought to keep me out his head while I kept him awake. All I got out of him was images of Corneria, everyone keeping a distance, and the other three of his team. Other than that, he had a strong defense, but I verified he's Cernian." She says, her eyes light up a little.
"That's good, you can find out if he knows about what happened to your home." Fox says.
An hour later everyone's in the command deck back on their path to Corneria. A monitor flashes that the medical procedure is done. Fox heads down to the medical bay and walks in as Alabastor sits up on the table, his fur is less matted from before. His eyes are now an emerald green compared to their earlier sea green color. He has a slight muscular build compared to Fox's lean build, but he's still more lean built compared to a bulky build Fox thought he would have.
"So kid how you feeling?" He asks, Alabastor looks over at him with a calculating stare, then hops off the table.
"Pretty good now that your telepath has stopped trying to invade my mind." He says going for the discarded armor parts littered across the floor.
Fox shrugs, "She was curious about you and we had to have some way of knowing you were a friend besides your word." Fox explains, Alabastor nods in agreement then starts rolling his shoulders.
"So question, why doesn't that piece of your armor come off?" Fox asks pointing at Alabastor's arm, he looks at his arm.
"Oh it comes off, just a pain to reattach so I choose to keep it locked on." Alabastor says, Fox looks at him confused, Alabastor rolls his eyes, then pops his arm off from the shoulder.
"It's cybernetic, linked directly to my brain and tissues so it moves like the real thing." He says popping it back on, Fox looks disturbed by this.
"So where ever you come from they amputated your arm along with your legs? Why? Was it broken or something? Did you get into a fight and lose it? Or lose a bet?" Fox asks wanting get everything he can about it out.
Alabastor looks at him with little interest.
Instead he grabs a cloak from within his armor and its covered in blood, he blinks slowly takes a deep breath and then the blood just flows off them, the blood trails to a nearby sink. He puts the cloak on him when it's clean and pulls out a pair of army combat pants from the armor and does the same with them. The cloak like robe is black with red and blue trim, the pants are black with red slashes against the legs.
"I can't reveal any of that without consequences coming for me when I'm able to return. I'll be able to head back to my team in five days time. That's all I can really say." He says, Fox looks at him with disdain.
"You really can't tell us anything besides what you've said?" Fox asks, Alabastor thinks about it.
"Well I guess I can give you some personal info without revealing too much. I'm sure my commanding officer will still condemn me to the table for this but only shortly." He says,
"The table?" Fox asks.
"Yeah revealing it isn't trouble enough, but think of Court marshal without losing the job and being tied down to be beaten, or worse." Alabastor explains like it's nothing really to him.
"What kinda people do you work for?" Fox asks aghast at the fact Alabastor said it like he knew it intimately.
"The kind who hold secrets and will do what it takes to keep them." Alabastor answers, Fox just shakes his head giving in.
"Fine I won't go very deep, but you might want to keep that bit hidden from the rest of my crew." Fox says as he leads Alabastor to the command deck.
Everyone sits up as soon as they see Alabastor up and moving already.
"How are you kid, seemed like you were pretty beaten up when you arrived." Falco says.
"I've been better. Had better landings to, but dam if it didn't feel like the planet was punching me on impact." Alabastor says rotating his right shoulder.
"So where'd you get the tech kid? Cause not even the federation has flight tech like that yet. Especially with all the damage you all were doing." Slippy says.
"That's classified, and don't think it's cause I'm ungrateful. Its just my training in action." Alabstor says before Falco and Slippy get up and protest.
"Ok can you tell us your species, your age?" Krystal asks, "My species you should know is Cernian, but if your asking about the home world, I'm sorry but I was born after its demise. My age is twenty." Alabastor says quickly, Krystal nods in understanding and leans back into her chair. Alabastor looks sad for her, Fox understands the feeling, she was alive while her home was still their. Then Andross possibly decimated the planet while she was off world and she's been looking for anyone who can tell her what was the final days of her home like.
Alabastor looks away and out the front visor of the command deck.
"Your headed to Corneria. Ok so if anyone needs me I'll send a signal every hour otherwise no more questions please." He says, Then heads back into the ship.
"So did you get anything else from him Fox?" Falco asks when Alabastor is out of hearing range.
"Besides that he's got an amputated arm and his military protocol keeps him from saying anything related to his military status. And where he originates from, I got the same you guys did." Fox says, then he sits in his command chair.
"All hands prepare for re-entry." Fox says through and intercom. Everyone straps into their seats.
"Wait what about-" Krystal asks, before he gives and answer.
"I heard the intercom, I'm in the med lab strapped into a chair, so just go." Alabastor says through telepathy. They all shrug as the ship enters the gravity field.