Authors note. The first part of this chapter takes place during the time Tom is in the woods. The first section with Star Fox is happening right before Tom arrives on Silver Streak.

Another thing, I don't plan on correcting errors in any previous chapters. I'm doing this so I can see how I improve in writing.

Please review. I know you don't want to but I enjoy reading them and knowing what people think of mah story (and no, mah wasn't a typo. I felt like spelling my that way Hahaha)

Chapter Two

Silver Streaks gym

11:31 Am

An aging hare grunted and breathed heavily as he struggled to lift weights on a bench press. The old hare's name was Peppy. Despite his old age, he was still in very good shape, being fairly strong and agile. He was also a wise fellow, with years of experience under his belt, ranging from history and topography to battle strategies and dog fighting. He was a senior member of the Star Fox team, he knew Fox's father before they were captured by Andross many years ago. He promised him he would raise Fox like a son and did so. He was like a father figure to the young fox. His years of flying were over for the most part, though he did go for a flight every now and then. Now he resided on the bridge whenever the team was on a mission, relaying combat information and changes on the battlefield to the team.

He lifted the weights one last time, and then placed them on the rack. The bench press shook slightly as the 120lb bar came down. He sat up, breathing heavily, after staring at the floor for a few minutes catching his breath, he looked across the room to the person whom replaced his position on the team. On the only running treadmill in the gym ran a blue, female fox.

Krystal was orphaned as a kit when unknown forces destroyed her home planet. She was the only survivor. Up until about four years ago, she was looking for the answer to her planet's destruction until she received a distress signal from Sauria, where she was trapped by Andross and then later rescued by Fox.

Noticing she was being watched, she stopped the treadmill and yelled over to Peppy "Something wrong?"

The hare responded, "Nope, I was just catching my breath and was looking over n you direction".

Smiling, she turned the silent treadmill back on and began to run again. Peppy stood up form the bench press and began to weave his way in between the exercise equipment. He arrived at the door and reached for the button to open it. He didn't seem to get why this was the only room other than the crew quarters, that had a manually opened door. The doors hissed open and took one step outside into the corridor when a deafening alarm blared and the normally white lights in the hallway turned red. The confused hare turned around and faced Krystal, who had the same confused expression on her face, and nodded to her. They knew what to do and that was to report to the bridge.

Krystal hopped over the treadmill's guardrail and began to weave her way through the equipment, quicker then Peppy had, even leaping over some of the exercise machines at on a few occasions. She reached the door and ran out. Peppy was absent form the door, she looked down the hallway and saw he had already reached the lift at the end and was waiting for her. She sprinted off towards him as fast as she could

Silver Streak's Bridge

11:49 Am.

The main doors hissed open as the Hare and Vixen jogged in. Slippy and Falco were already present and were standing in front the main monitor. "What's going on Fox?" asked the confused female fox.

"I don't know exactly, sensors on deck 3 detected a tear in the fabric of space." Said the fox.

"How is that possible? It would be impossible to accurately open a wormhole inside a moving ship, it would be too hard to calculate the coordinates to successfully open without opening inside something, like a wall. Could just be a coincidence that a ship was warping in on our position? " Remarked the hare.

"I don't know. This wormhole is different, it's a clean cut in the fabric of space. So clean, I can't send a signal through it and determine where it opened. It would require an incredible about of power to open a wormhole so neatly." Replied the concerned Vulpine. "Plus, it doesn't match any warp signature of any ships on record, whether its form Cornearia or Venom. It must be a new ship of some sort. I can't even begin to decipher it its subspace frequency. It… keeps changing."

"Fox, if it doesn't match any known warp signatures, then maybe its not form this system!" remarked a now panicking Slippy.

"Hmm that actually sounds logical!" said Peppy. "Imagine, we might be making the first contact with another species other than Lylatian! This could be the event of the century- "

"Something's coming through! Star Fox team! Grab on to something and brace for impact!." Yelled a panicked Fox.

Fox held on to the control panel, Falco pressed himself up against the wall, Peppy held on to a monitor, Slippy rushed to a stationary chair sat down at strapped in and Krystal, whom seemed to be the most freaked out, jumped for the pole Slippy's chair rotated on and held on for dear life.

Rob, whom was quite up to that point, began a countdown to impact. His metallic voice rang out '10, 9, 8, 7,"

The team began to tense up. "4, 3, 2, 1 IMPACT!"

The team froze, waiting for a thunderous crash, but there was nothing, just silence. Slowly, the team let go of their objects, and began to gaze at each other. Fox was the first to move. He walked over to the monitor, which was blank and said, "Rob, scan deck 3 for damage."

The robot said "Scanning… No damage."

"Well what happened down there?

"Something came through the portal"

"A ship?!" asked the excited Hare.

"Negative" said Rob.

"Then what?" Asked Falco

"A life form! Exclaimed Krystal. "Fox there is something down there! I can sense its brain pattern!"

"Can you tell what its thinking?" ask Fox.

"No, its unconscious. I can tell it's stressed though, so I'm guessed its never been through warp before… umm"

"What is it Krystal? Ask Falco

"It's waking up. Its thoughts are very complex so its intelligent, and… Fox, it's armed! it has some sort of rifle, very primitive compared to our weapons, but I think it can still cause some injuries if your hit by it, and… wait! How? Fox, the other weapon its armed with, a sword of some sort, is giving off energy wave, that slightly resemble Cerian technology!"

"What?" asked Fox? "How can that be? Never mind. Guys lets get down there, we are going armed, we don't know what to expect."

He pressed a few buttons on the keyboard and hatch opened in the floor where emergency weapons and body armor was held. Everyone, except Peppy, walked over and reached down, picking up a Sub machine gun, 2 clips of plasma bullets, and a helmet. The helmet visors could only be seen through from the inside, on the outside, it was a reflective gold, like an astronaut's visor.

Peppy sat down and faced the team, which were now armed and clothed, and said, "Ill try to get cameras back online and monitor the creatures movement."

"Okay. Do your best Pep. Let's get going team!"

End of section

Silver Streak

Deck 3

12:03

A confused and dizzy Tom stumbled down the gray, metallic hallway. He tripped, crashed shoulder first into the left wall. The hall was fairly large, about 10 feet across and 15 feet high. With the dizziness beginning to fade, began to check for injuries on his arms, legs and body. Checking out ok, he raised the 177 and tilted Bur, ready to lash out at any moment's notice. He began to walk down the hall. What ever he was inside of, it looked advance. He approached a double door. Tom stared at it, and then began to look for a way to open it. He took a step closer and much to his surprise, it opened on its own, releasing a loud hiss, which startled the teen. Beyond the door was a window, which showed one of the most amazing things Tom had ever seen.

He was in space. Hundreds of hundreds of stars were beyond the window. In the distance, he could see a swirling nebula colored in a mix of blues, teals, and greens. He could see a plant in the distance, it was a tan color with a massive ring but appeared to be uninhabited. He was taking this all in very quickly, he began to get more confused than ever before. He stumbled back into a wall with a thud. How can I be in space? Is this some crazy government project? Or did I go off the deep end and am I imagining all this?

Suddenly he heard the hiss of another door opening across the room. Spinning around, he saw four figures, two were slightly taller than he was, one was far shorter than him and one was about his height. All of them wore black helmets with reflective gold visors and were wearing casual clothes surprisingly.

This was enough to scare Tom though. He started to breathe heavily. One of the tall ones said "please put down your weapons, we mean you no harm." Tom froze. "I said please put down your weapons." He repeated. Tom remained still. Then the other tall one said " Hey! We said put down your damn weapons!" and took a step forward.

Scared out of his mind and fearing his physical safety, Tom yelled, raised his FAMAS, which he held with only one hand, pointed it at the aggressive tall one's head and pulled the trigger. A click and quick pop was heard and then a ping and crack as the 177. Caliber pellet embedded itself in his visor, making it half way through. Tom then realized they were all armed. He turned and ran as they the four figures ducked for cover, firing in the process.

Plasma missed Tom by inches as he ran for the door he entered. He ran back down the hall he warped into moments before. He passed the exact place he came in, noticing there was a blue stone identical to the one he saw in the cave. He ignored it out course, for he was running for his life. He kept running until he got to the end of the hall about twenty feet from the stone. He ran left around the corner and pressed his back up against the wall, though he couldn't press flat up against it because his back pack was in between them. He though he could ambush them from here.

He slipped Bur in the space between his belt and pants. Grasped the FAMAS with both hands, he peeked around the corner. The figures were in the hall. The one his height appeared shocked and said. "Where did this come from?"

The short one responded "That looks like a sample. It must've fallen out of the box."

"Do you know what this is the symbol of?" said the one his height. "Its-

Tom saw a chance. They were distracted. He jumped out from hiding and began firing. He surprised the beings. They scrambled for cover as 7 pellets flew by. One of them struck the one his height in the leg. It yelped in pain as it stumbled, then got to its feet and took cover in a doorway. He kept firing but his shots started loosing velocity around the 12th shot. I can't be out of Co2. I haven't even used half the magazine. Then it hit him. He now knew why Alex sold it. This piece of shit is defective! It leaks Co2! He threw the FAMAS to the ground. He needed to get out of hear. He decided he was going to run on the count of three. 1,2,3 NOW!

Tom bolted off down the hall as a plasma bolt clipped his shirt. He though he himself wasn't hit, the heat from the small burning section of his shirt blistered his back. He kept running until he saw a sign that said crew quarters. He could hide there. Strangely, all these doors had doorknobs and didn't open automatically. All of them had small windows

He started running down the hall. He opened the third door on the left as quietly as he could and slipped in and closed the door. He drew Bur from his belt and waited. Minutes passed. After what seemed like forever, he heard footsteps. Peaking through the small window, he watched them pass, guns drawn. First was the one of tall ones, then the short one, and then the other tall one and lastly the one his size. It was holding its weapon with one hand, the other hand holding its bleeding thigh.

He didn't know were he was or how to get home. I should try kidnapping one of them. Maybe then I can find out where the hell I am. He slowly opened the door and slid out into the hall. Sneaking up behind the one he shot, he then lifted Bur and held it to its neck.

The being had frozen instantly. He tapped it on the shoulder and pointed towards the room. It nodded and slowly walked backwards. Just for good measure, he put his arm around its neck and held tightly. He slowly opened the door and pulled the being inside. He slowly shut the door. After being sure the others were gone. He said "ok where the hell am-"

He was cut short after the being smashed the back on its helmet into his nose, causing it to start bleeding instantly. The being broke loose from his grip but Tom wasn't about to let himself get shot. He tackled it from behind, knocking it to the ground and kicked it weapon of its reach. Dropping Bur, he jumped on top of it and started to punch its back as hard as he could. Muffled yelps were heard from inside the helmet. Pushed himself off its back and prepared his next attack, a series of kicks to the ribs. Something stopped him though. He noticed the thing had a tail, a blue one. Curiosity replacing his anger, he kneeled down next to the injured being.

He rolled it over onto its back. It cringed as it rolled from its injuries. He studied the being. It remained still as he observed it. Its either into much pain or its scared stiff. He thought. His eyes just by chance passed its chest, causing a wave on guilt to pass over him as he noticed the being had breasts. It would appear that he had just pounded the crap out of a female. "Oh my god" He said aloud. He wanted to know what this thing look like. "You speak English, right?" he said. It slowly nodded. "I'm going to remove your helmet" It said or did nothing.

Reaching around the edge of the helmet near its neck, he grabbed hold of it and slowly slid the helmet off. The helmet out of the way, he saw what the being really was. A blue female fox? Tom's breathing got irregular. "No way.. Are… are… is your name.. Krystal?"

"Yes" the fox responded. It she appeared as confused as he was.

'Here let me help you up" he reached his hand down.

"Umm, I'm fine" it said.

She slowly got to her feet. She stood there, starring at him. They were both silent. The situation was awkward. Finely Tom spoke. "Your leg is bleeding"

"Yeah you shot me" she said quietly

"Umm yeah I'm sorry about that" he replied

"You do know you're the enemy still" she said suddenly

"Huh? Listen I'm sorry! That guy scared me-"

It was too late though. She didn't here the rest of what Tom had to say. He was interrupted by a roundhouse kick to the head from her good led, which knock him knock instantly

End of the chapter.

AN. Sorry this chapter was considerably shorter than the other one. I just wanted to get it done so I could go to sleep. The minium im going to write for chapter 3 is going to be at least 5,500 words, so count on the next update to be a pretty big one

Also, you may notice towards the end of the chapter, the quailty and detail went to hell and got shitty. Again, i was tired as hell, it was like, 11:45, and i just wanted to be finished with the chapter.