I'm back with another chapter of your favorite story of mine! (or so it seems)

Firstly of potato, (wait, what?) I want to go over a few reviews from last chapter.

First one is from returning reader, brian mccloud, who writes, "lol...u an sure fox will make fun of wolf in a way...lol."

The only response to your review I have is thanks for the review and lol.

Secondly, we have a review from another returning reader, FromAnotherWorld, who posts some pretty epic stuff. She (sorry if your a guy.) says "I like this one a lot better than what I've read of you so far. This could get a really interesting story. Your writing style is alright but could still be improved. It sometimes seems slightly rushed and not very vivid, due to very little detail and not a lot of emotion. Just keep the chapters about this length or a bit longer otherwise things might be too rushed or fragmentary."

My response, "Thank you for reviewing. I'm glad this story appeals to you more than the other two. To be honest, this is my personal favorite too. (But don't tell the other stories that.) As for my rushed style, I'm working on that. I'm making the story up as I go, so that might be a factor to the rushyness. ;) As for the length, I'll try. I strive for 1,000 words each chapter. Seems like a good amount. Not too much, not too little, ya know?"

Okay, on to the story! :D


The Star Wolf team had been aboard the Great Fox for about an hour by now. Fox, Krystal and Falco had dealt with their wounds, and Leon was just waking up when Falco made a break for it. The team was on its way to Corneria to drop of the merc team handcuffed to beds down in the infirmary. Falco grew a bit more comfortable with the team on board, but he still glanced at the security cameras every now and then.

About half way to Corneria, the Great Fox experienced some turbulence. Turbulence that dealt some damage to the ship.

"R.O.B., check the radar." Fox commanded, holding on to his seat.

"Affirmative, there are no asteroids in the vicinity. There are, however, 20 ships in a 3-mile radius. Unable to open a communications line." R.O.B. said.

"Sounds like trouble. Alright, Falco, Krystal, Slippy, you guys go deal with those ships. I'll talk to Wolf. Sounds like something he's involved with."

Everybody nodded and piled into the elevator. All but Peppy and R.O.B., of course.

The elevator stopped at the infirmary first, and Fox walked out. He went over to Wolf's bed.

The lupine was laying awake, staring at the ceiling. "What do you want, McCloud?"

"You know anything about this attack?"

"Yes, and I've told you who it is, but you didn't believe me."

"It's NOT Andross, Wolf!"

"Yes it is, McCloud!" Wolf sat up, well, as much as he could. "Andross attacked us and he's going to destroy Corneria."

"I don't believe you, Wolf!"

"Exactly. You didn't believe me last time."

"And there's no way I'm going to be-" Fox was cut off by his headset making noise.

"Fox, it looks like Andross survived our attack years ago. These are Venomian ships, from Andross's army. No doubt about it." Falco said over the comm.

Fox was utterly speechless. But... Wolf has never been right in his whole life... Fox thought to himself. "Okay, Wolf. it's Andross."

"I told you." Wolf smirked. "Now, uncuff us. We can help you, Fox. We know which ship is the flagship. Shoot that, and he's gone."

Fox thought for a moment. "Fine, but you're staying in my sights at all times."

"Fine."

Fox uncuffed Wolf and walked to the elevator.

"What about us?" Leon asked, giving Fox the puppy dog eyes.

"No." The door closed and the elevator took them to the hangar, where they were greeted by a very surprised rabbit. (wait no, hare.)

"Why is he up here?" Peppy asked.

"He's going to help us kill Andross."

Peppy eyed Wolf suspiciously, but said nothing more.

Fox pushed Wolf into the hangar and pointed at a spot on the ledge of a 2-foot drop. "Sit."

Wolf reluctantly sat down, and Fox took a seat on his chair.

"We're coming back in." Slippy called over the comm.

"Affirmative." Fox replied.

Within moments, the Star Fox team returned, and all three froze.

"Wolf's up here?!" Krystal asked in a panicky voice.

"It's fine." Fox replied, and the team slowly made their ways to their chairs.

"Alright, Wolf, where's Andross?" Fox asked, watching him carefully.

"You have to get closer to Corneria, he's probably almost there by now."

"Alright, let's go faster, then."

R.O.B. pressed a few keys on the panel in front of him (wait, do robots have genders...?) and the ship increased in speed.


5 minutes later...

"We're about 2 minutes from Corneria, no sign of Andross." Slippy said, scratching his head.

"You'd best start talking, Wolf! Where's Andross?" Fox said, swishing tail back and forth in frustration.

"He's using masking technology, you won't find him with radar until you shoot at him." Wolf responded, not affected by Fox's tone.

"Alright, start firing!"

"Fox!" Peppy jumped in. "If we miss, it'll hit the planet!"

"Turn down the power and it'll burn up in the atmosphere."

"Affirmative." R.O.B. said, and pressing a few keys on the panel, a shot fired from the front of the Great Fox. It hit nothing.

Then, the ship took a hit from the side, throwing everybody to the right.

Fox's head hit something really hard. He reached for the back of his head, but before he could get his hand over his head, darkness flooded his vision.


I love cliffhangers. Don't forget to review, because criticism makes kitties happy. (...)

See ya!