Next Chapter retype, I'm not going to be typing my other fictions for the next couple of days so I can get half of this out of the way. Hope you enjoy the retypes!
There was a knock on the door and Will instantly woke. He rubbed his head and looked around at the steel walls.
"What a crazy…" He was interrupted by another knock. He stood and stretched his back. He then started to walk to the door. "What happened yesterday?" He asked himself. He was surprised when it opened automatically and revealed Krystal with her back to him. She turned and smiled.
"Ready to go?" She asked.
"Umm…one second." He responded turning and walking calmly to the bathroom, looking at the mirror. He saw a black fox standing there, a white ring around his nose; all other fur was completely black besides the tip of his tail which was also white. "Jesus, I completely forgot." He told himself as he looked at his cloths then stepped out. "Alright…umm…let's get going." He said stepping out and following Krystal, who wore a light blue jump suit of some kind.
"So how did you like your sleep?" Krystal asked looking at him quickly.
"How'd you know I was…sleeping?" Will asked a bit surprised.
"Didn't you say you played some sort of a game with me in it?"
"Yeah…I think." Will said scratching his fox ear.
"Then you should know that I'm telepathic."
"Oh…Now I remember!" Will said slapping the top of his head. "So stupid." He muttered to himself. He looked at the doors as they slowly passed. One caught his eye.
He looked through the sliding door's small window as they passed it, but the room seemed completely empty, it was all extremely light tinted green, walls, floor, ceiling, every corner was the ugly light green. "What is this room?"
"That's the holoroom." Krystal said as she continued walking. Will looked once more inside and then jogged to catch up with her.
"You seem as if uninterested in something."
"That's not it at all."
Will shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to get into an argument.
"Here we are." Krystal stated as the end of the hallway came into view, the wide door looked as if it was normal, but Will could practically sense the tension emitting from the other side. "Have fun!" Krystal said turning.
"You're not coming?"
"Fox wanted to talk to you alone." She said as she walked, Will just noticing the British accent she had. Will shrugged once more and continued his walk towards the door that was now readable and labeled 'Bridge'.
He reached it quicker then he thought it would take, and it swished open revealing the notably exact spitting image of the bridge of the Great Fox from the game Assault. He readjusted his red shirt and walked into the white walls and visible blackness of space, all that was protecting him was translucent glass.
"Evening." Fox said turning in his chair to look at the black vulpine. "I can tell you met Krystal." He said turning his head to the computer attached to the right arm of the command chair.
"She is definitely a keeper." Will said turning in time to she Krystal's tail go around a corner, one of the two golden rings on his tail gleaming in the artificial florescent light. The door closed just then and Will turned back around. "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why are you so…Hospitable? Why are you being so friendly to a person that as soon as he got here threatened you?"
"Is that a trick question?" Fox said turning and letting out a quick sigh. "I'm not some barbarian that kills every second. I'm a caring guy, though I may be a mercenary. I chose to be a mercenary, yes, but not a Run-in-and-gun one."
Will walked down the first set of stairs and looked out the front view port. "You're living the life aren't you?" He said admiring the view of a blue planet in the distance and a planet that looked remarkably like earth much closer and off to the side.
"I wouldn't call it that…more along the lines of hell…But I guess you could say that." Fox said leaning back and looking out the view port, but was quickly cut off by the holoscreen coming on right in front of Will and showing the red suited figure of General Pepper.
"Good evening Fox." The general said nodding towards the light orange furred vulpine.
"Hello General. What do you need?" Fox responded. Peppers eyes glanced down at Will for a second, and then went into full focus on him.
"Oh, hello. Who is this?" Pepper asked.
"This is the man I was telling you about a couple minutes ago." Fox responded.
Will froze up for a second wondering what to do. He remembered his U.S. Marine rank of Sergeant and Peppers recently said rank. He did what pure training taught him to do when a general came into view. "Sir!" He half yelled going into a crisp salute.
"My…At ease." General said returning the salute, but slowly. "So, you are Will."
"Yes sir, I am." Will stated. There was a short awkward silence. Curse the gay baby thing. Will thought.
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"So he's stuck here?" Fox asked as he stood and stretched his back.
"We have no other place to put him, he is currently under government watch since he came from one of our experiments." Pepper explained. "If word gets out about the teleporter project the economy could drop an extremely unneeded amount, and it could cause uneasiness amongst the mercenaries."
"Ok, we'll keep him here until we can think of something." Fox said saluting. "Until next time, General."
"Until next time." The General said returning the salute as the holoscreen faded back into the view of the stars.
"Well, better tell Will." Fox said turning and looking at the clock on his chairs computer. "It's 11 o'clock already? That conversation literally took an hour…wow."
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Will looked around the long tunnel he arrived in. He lowered his head in sadness.
"Where are they?" He asked himself as he looked at the corners for his weapons.
"What are ya looking for?" A voice came behind him. He turned to see the blue avian leaning against the wall.
"Where did you come from?" Will asked.
"I'm sneaky like that…And you never answered my question." The bird said shrugging.
"I'm looking for my pistol, it's really important to me and…" Will was cut off when the avian reached into his back pocket, tossing Will's pistol to him.
"I was playing around with it before." The bird said calmly. Will pulled the slider back while pressing the button to release the clip. He pulled the slider off while catching the clip, he then placed the clip next to the handle while throwing the slider up, he quickly looked inside and caught the thrown piece with ease and inspected the internal workings of his pistol, then slipped the receiver back on quickly, satisfied. "Thanks…"
"Falco." The bird finished as he stepped out of the room. Will flipped the gun around on his finger then slipped it into his pocket.
"Thanks Falco." He said following him out to the long hallway, about to walk down the path right in front of the door.
"No problem, bud. Least I can do for the new member." Falco said turning down that hall. Will's new fox ears perked up and his tail began to slowly wag side to side.
"What was that?" Will asked excitedly.
"I didn't say anything." Falco denied as he continued walking. Will shook his head, thinking he was hearing things. He started his walk down the hall.
"Dang, I forgot to ask him where me other weapons are." Will whispered. He rounded a corner and saw Fox stepping out of a room. Fox quickly waved him over. "Hey."
"Sup Will, umm…you in for a bit of a secret between you and the team." Fox said nervously
"Sure, what is it?" Will asked. Fox stepped next to the door he exited and it slid open. Will looked inside, it was basically the same room he napped in. "And it is?"
"You room." Fox said reaching into his back pocket of his green and red flight suit. "You have air force experience right?"
"I flew for the first two years of my life in the military, why?"
"Then I would like to congratulate you, for making it into the team!" He said excitedly puling out a blue emblem of the unforgettable Star Fox emblem.
"You have got to be kidding, you don't even know if I can fly." Will stated. Fox tossed the emblem to Will as he stepped away from the door.
"That's what we are going to find out tomorrow." Fox said sending him a small salute while he walked. "See you tomorrow in the hanger. Be there around 5." Is all he said. Will watched as he rounded the corner, and then stepped into his new room. He looked at the clock, it was 10:42 P.M.
"Already that late?" Will said to himself. His eye caught something on the end of the bed… the tip of an M4 carbine. "They left them here? Well thanks." Will said to himself walking over to them and picking up the M4 and MP5, there was a strange case under the butt of the MP5, he picked it up and opened it, inside was a full silver Desert Eagle magnum pistol, with black handle grip. "Where the hell did they get this from?" Will said placing the small black case down and taking the pistol and one of the three clips from the case.
He slipped the clip in and pulled the slider back, looking inside to see the round was sitting perfectly inside the chamber. "Nice chrome interior." Will smiled as he let the slider jump forwards. He aimed down the sights, it was a perfectly balanced weapon, but he would prefer his MK.23 more.
He ejected the clip and caught it, then pulled the slider as far back as possible letting the round fly out, and he quickly caught it and slipped it back into the clip.
He placed the weapon back in its case and stood while closing it. He lay on the bed and closed his eyes. He opened them when he heard a knock though. He stood and walked to the door and it opened automatically.
"Oh, didn't expect you to be here yet." Krystal said as she looked down the hall.
"Is something wrong?" Will asked leaning on the door frame.
"N-no, I was just looking for Fox." She stated, almost as if nervously.
"I think he went back up to the bridge." Will yawned.
"Um, ok thanks." Krystal said slowly walking away. Will stepped back and allowed the door to close.
"Now how do I shut off the lights?" Will said. He scratched his chin then an idea popped into his head. He snapped his fingers at the new found idea and the room fell into darkness. "Well…there goes my idea." Will commented as he walked his way through the pitch black room and onto the bed.
Will watched as a young woman ran away from him. Nothing was around him, just darkness. The girl just kept running and running, holding something.
"Bessie!" He called out to her. She turned slowly, revealing a small child in her arms, then was engulfed in a wave of fire that came from behind her.
"NO!" Will screamed sitting up, panting in his new bed. He wiped beads of sweat from his furry forehead and threw his legs over the side of the bed. He held his head in his hands as he tried to clear his thoughts. He was interrupted by a knock at his door. He quickly looked at the clock which read 9:56 A.M. "It's a bit early." Will whispered.
There came a knock from the bedroom door. "Will, it's time to prove yourself." Fox said from the other side of the door. Will quickly stood and jogged to the door.
"I'm ready I'm ready, lets get going." He said as he stepped out. Fox chuckled.
"Not much of a morning person are ya?" He asked.
"I usually wake up to explosions…so yes." Will commented. They both walked to the hanger where the ships were kept. Will tried to remember back in the day, his no life Star Fox gaming days.
What were the ships called again? He asked himself.
"This is the final piece of your initiation. The Arwing." Fox said pointing towards the brand new looking one. It was completely flawless, not a scratch on it. The wings were strangely longer then the others and the blue G-Diffusers were just a bit smaller.
"It is a beautiful craft, for sure. But does it fly well?" Will asked.
"Good question. It is only beaten by one craft…and only one craft. Wolf's Wolfen."
"And who is this Wolf guy?"
"One badass that thinks he can beat the team. He never won a dogfight with us yet." Fox said as he walked towards one of the five other noticeably older craft. He lifted his arm and typed something on the white wrist computer he had, and Will's Arwings canopy and the one farthest down the catwalk opened. Will knew what to do and jumped into the Arwing.
He looked in amazement at how closely the controls resembled an F-22 Raptor… in fact the controls were identical. He looked around the white dashboard, all the buttons were in the exact spot they would be in a Raptor. The thruster was to his left and yoke to his right. There was a table like piece of metal in front of him where a screen was put in, and pedals near his feet. He did what pure instinct and Air force training taught him to do… flick the switches to his right then hold up one switch to his left for a couple of seconds. Instantly the rumble of engines and the defining sound of them came from behind.
"Easy there… Initiating flight check." Fox said over the COM system which was under the screen in front of Will. The screen flickered on and it went through a quick systems check.
'Thrusters: green.
Primary systems: green.
Secondary systems: green.
Back up systems: green.
Life support: green.
Laser systems: green.
NOVA bomb launching system: error. Restarting.
NOVA bomb launching system: Yellow. Please have NOVA bomb launching system checked.'
"Uhh…" Will stuttered looking over the controls trying to think of what to do.
"Something wrong?" Fox asked.
"It's saying there is something wrong with the…N…NOVA bomb system. What do I do?"
"Ignore it. It's a flaw in the systems, we didn't update that Arwings systems yet, so expect it for now." Fox explained. "I can see you already know the controls."
How did he know? Will asked himself looking over to Fox's Arwing. Fox was looking the opposite way, but he did give thumbs up to someone that was not seeable from his angle.
"Ok, first things first, closing the canopy…" Fox was now looking over to Will, hearing the sound of compressed air. Will's tinted canopy was already closed. "I don't think I need to explain how to launch?"
"That part you do."
"Alright, on the thruster stick is a switch, push it up to go up, down to go down." Fox explained. "To take off, just get the craft a couple feet off the ground and slowly push the throttle forwards. Don't worry, the craft will keep itself stable." Will slowly pushed the switch up as Fox did the same. The craft shuddered and tilted a tiny bit, but quickly was off the ground and floating. He then let the switch go and slowly pushed the thrusters forwards.
He was expecting it to go forwards slowly, but was amazed when it shot forwards and out the front of the Great Fox. G-force pulled him back into his chair. "Holy shit!" He exclaimed aloud as Fox quickly followed.
"Easy. The throttle is sensitive." Fox explained.
"Could have used that a bit earlier." Will exclaimed. The screen between Will's legs came on showing Fox.
"Well, glad to see you're enjoying yourself at least." Fox said. It was true, Will had the first smile on in years. The ship tilted left and Will went with it, pulling the right stick to the left and going into a roll. He stopped the roll and turned the ship around. He was surprised to see he was level with Fox's ship and the larger ship farther off. He looked at the larger ship surprised by its size.
The four winged craft was easily a mile long, half a mile high, and another mile from wing tip to wing tip. The full white body and red fox on the side was iconic, and very familiar to Will. Will looked to the side as Fox flew along side him.
"You're a natural at this!" Fox commented. Will nodded and looked ahead towards the back of the large ship towards an asteroid field. He saw one of the many stars beyond flicker as if something blocked the lights path.
"Fox, I think we have company." Will said cautiously. There was a short screech from the COM as another persons voice came from the speakers.
"Fox, ROB picked up contacts on the short range radar." The high pitched, annoying, almost women like voice said.
"Got it, Slip." Fox responded.
Will instantly remembered the name.
Slippy Toad, most annoying, unskilled, and worst flier of the team. He thought to himself.
"Will, listen closely. I need you too…"
"Land? … no, I'm fighting this through." Will responded.
"I'm not losing an innocent…"
"I've never really been innocent. Don't worry, I know how to use the weapons. Trigger on the right stick is the primary weapons fire, and button near the thumb is… whatever the secondary is." Will interrupted once more.
"Umm… correct." Fox stated in shock of his knowledge. "But I cannot allow you to fight this with us. You are unskilled in piloting one of these spacecraft."
"Experienced or not, I never leave the scene of a fight until it is over. I already lost close friends and family by doing that once… it won't happen again." Will explained looking down to his MK.23 pistol strapped to his right side.
He watched as Fox's craft sped ahead of him and turned stopping, pointing directly at him. "Continue and I will open fire." Fox explained.
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Krystal watched as the stars slowly scrolled by her room window. The painted blue walls made the room look bigger then it was, which was the same as every other living quarters on the massive Dreadnaught-class heavy cruiser. She looked to the left near an asteroid field they had just passed and noticed one of the stars in the background blink, as if something blocked the light for that split second. She ignored it for a couple seconds until the intercom came on.
"Everyone to the hanger, get ready for battle." The voice of Slippy said as she bolted for the door. It quickly opened and allowed her through as Falco appeared farther up the hall. She sprinted towards him and they ran side by side.
"What did Fox do this time?" He asked.
"I don't know, but I don't think it was because of him." Krystal retorted. They reached the elevator and pressed the button, it was quite the entire ride down as they listened to the somewhat calming elevator music. How ironic. Krystal thought as the elevator doors finally slid open.
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"You might want to look out." Will stated as he tilted his ship to the left. He quickly and without hesitation pushed the elevation switch up and was boosted to the side of Fox's craft, he then tapped the button near his thumb and a red object flew into the blackness of space towards 2 dozen grey space craft that were firing red beams towards them. The red object exploded and engulfed 5 of the craft in a magnificent blue fire. "So that's what that is." Will muttered to himself.
Fox's craft turned and sped towards the group. "Will, I'm telling you one last time to land."
"I think you can use the help with this, considering I just took out five with one shot." Will retorted and as pulled the throttle back and slowed down. He looked around for some sort of targeting system so he could aim but couldn't find one. A red bolt came inches away from the canopy of the ship.
A hologram suddenly popped up in front of Will startling him. It showed green squares, a circle directly in the center of the smallest. He quickly realized what it was and pulled the trigger, a green beam shooting from the tip of the craft and hitting one of the enemy's. It shuddered but didn't explode like he had hoped.
He quickly fired again and the wing of the craft sheared off and it went into a spiral, exploding in a magnificent ball of fire. He quickly pushed the throttle forward and went into another spin as more bolts flew his way. Fox made a U-turn and joined the fight.
"The Calvary has arrived!" Someone said over the radio as green and blue bolts flew from the left to the ten remaining enemy ships.
"It's about time, Falco." Fox responded as the numbers of the other craft started to quickly get slimmer and slimmer.
"Two left." Fox said. "Make that one." He said again as one was engulfed in flame.
"I got the last one." A British accented voice called out as the craft that was following Falco's banked left and immediately shot down the last grey craft. "That was a bit to easy." The voice complained.
Will heard the voice before, but couldn't remember who it was. He quickly turned the ship around and headed back towards the large white figure of the Great Fox. As he approached, Fox's Arwing pulled ahead and the others formed up behind him, landing in thier respective spots.
Will lowered his speed, so not to crash, and slowly lowered the ship down onto the landing pad. He then let out a long sigh of relief. The canopy popped up automatically and he jumped out to a rather calm looking Fox McCloud.
"What was that?" He asked, his tone of voice not matching is body language.
"What was what?" Will retorted.
"What happened out there? You need to start following orders or you could endanger the entire team!" Fox half yelled. Will stepped closer, placing a hand on the vulpines shoulder.
"If you were me, you would know better then to leave friends behind." Will said calmly, turning and starting to walk until Fox grabbed his arm.
"What do you mean by that?!" Fox asked angrily. Will started to also grow angry and turned, jerking his arm free.
"I lost my father from leaving his squad behind!" Will half yelled and then turned. "All I did was follow orders, he decided to stay behind… Then the nuke went off." His ears lowered as he remembered the image burned into his head. The large, deadly mushroom cloud that had taken his fathers life. "This pistol is all I have left of him, that and memories." He removed the pistol from his belt and looked at the standard light wood grip, with a name engraved into the side.
Anthony Danton
"Will, I'm sorry."
"Don't be, it's not your fault… I'm the one that should be sorry." Will stated walking away.
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Will stepped into his room and looked around. He had completely forgotten what the room had looked like. The dim, yet refreshing light coming from the lamps in each corner almost softened his mood. He flopped onto the bed and closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.
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Will awoke to a loud metallic clang. He rolled and landed on his side on the floor.
He struggled to his feet, still weak from his slumber. In fact it could be said he was still asleep, for he kept his eyes closed. He got himself into a sitting position and opened his eyes quickly, scanning the floor and spotting his pistol. He picked his up inspected it for any damage.
He looked at the clock built into the wall above the bed.
7:30 A.M.
He placed the pistol on the night stand next to the bed and climbed back in the sheets, falling back to sleep.
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He woke once again and looked around as the pitch black room. He rubbed his eyes and looked at his hand, which he could not see at all.
Is my fur really that black? He asked himself as he stood and clapped his hands, turning on the lights. He was surprised by this. And when did I know that there was a clapper in here? He asked himself. He then looked at the door and saw Krystal, her finger under the light switch, and slight smile across her muzzle, she was also chuckling a bit. "Uh… No… Whatever you're thinking, it didn't happen." He stuttered.
"What ever you say." Krystal said turning. "Fox wants you in the hanger." She said walking off.
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As Will arrived in the hanger, he saw Fox playing around with the inner parts of his Arwing.
"About time you got here." Fox said calmly. "Enjoying your stay here?"
Will responded with. "It's better then life back home."
"What happened back home?"
"Before I arrived here, I was in a war, which is why I had all those weapons with me. What year did you say it was again?"
"2013…"
"Ya, ok so basically it would have technically been a year ago. The war had been at the start only in a small portion of my world, but then we realized that the enemy really did have nuclear warheads being made. They started taking control of parts of near by countries, and eventually entire countries."
"The Marines… The section of the Military I was in… Was in charge of taking down of the source of this empire, where they kept the warheads. My squad and I discovered that they planned to drive us away from this area with one foul-swoop. When they had started this attack, I appeared here."
"That's gotta be tough." Fox said turning and jumping from the wing of his aircraft. "I'm sorry."
"It's ok, what did you need me for?"
"Well… seeing how poorly the cloths fit you," Fox said motioning towards the tight shirt. "I thought me and you should go get some… more appropriate outfits."
"Ok. Well, I'm ready."
"Get in your Arwing and I'll lead you down."
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The craft came into the space port with a shuttle thud as the reinforced steel landing pads came upon the large inner part of the structure. As Will and Fox climbed out, Fox reached into his back pocket and took out a purple piece of plastic.
"Here's 10 credz, buy what you like from the market a little to the south, I have something to pick up." Fox said walking to the stairs, followed by Will.
"Only 10?" Will responded.
"Yes, only ten… I'm not made of money." Fox said turning right, so Will made a left and walked slowly, so not to attract attention. He heard a screech from behind him, one of glee and happiness, so he turned to see Fox being swarmed by fans, him trying to sign all of them so he could just walk. Will chuckled.
"Why had he said credz and not credits? Some sort of lingo?" Will muttered as he walked. All the buildings around him were modern looking, with smooth glass fronts and some looking like normal apartments. He found a small clothing store and a vest caught his eye, it was full black, and the zipper and seam going around the color was white. He unconsciously walked in and towards said vest.
He walked around it, looking at every detail of it, it had big enough pockets to hold at least 2 M4 magazines, and 1 MP5 magazine at the same time (Which is basically normal size.) What little stitches you could see were white. And…
"May I help you sir?" Someone said from behind him. Without flitching, Will turned and looked at him kindly.
"No thanks, I am just browsing." Will responded looking at the spiffy dressed, brown haired dog standing at about a foot taller then him (Which is 6 feet… foxes are small animals, geez!) Will turned back to the vest and spotted a pair of black pants, next to a long row of black shirts. All black outfit? …… Works for me. Will thought grabbing the one of the vests from below the display stand and then walking over to the black pants.
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Will stepped out of the store, in his new outfit that matched his fur color.
"Fox could have told me that 10 credz meant 10,000 fucking individual credits… I mean its there a difference between creds and credz besides the way they are pronounced?" Will muttered to himself, patting the slightly lighter purple colored card in his pocket. "Ok… now what to look for?" He looked around, and saw a gray colored, one story building with barred and tinted windows. What is that? He asked himself.
A male cat put his hands in his pockets and looked around for a second before going into the alley way, Will started to walk towards the building suspicious.
As he came within view of the alley, the same white furred feline stepped out from the back door, holding a large black case.
Hmmm… This looks interesting, I should check around front. Will thought to himself as he came up to the front door of the building slowly opening it. He stepped inside and looked around at the many different things on the selves around him, scopes, rifles, pistols, shotguns, knives, even a unique weapons section, all neatly labeled.
"Welcome, stranger." The rhino behind the counter greeted. "If you see anything you like tell me." Will picked up one of the pistols from a table, it was a well balanced weapon, the front was heavy, but light enough to even out when a battery was inserted. He looked it over and noticed small spots of rust, indicating poor care and most likely internal problems.
"You got anything better? All the ones out here are rusted." Will asked.
"If its war weapons you want come in the back with me." The rhino said as he opened the door behind him and walked through, followed by Will.
A set of weapons caught his eye immediately. It was a long black rifle with a pair of pistols above it, half silver half black, hanging on the wall.
"Ah, see you got your eyes on my most expensive weapon set. It's about 8,000 credits if you're interested. Though I should have better weapons within about a week." Said the rhino as it sat in a desk, fiddling around with a pistol.
"Can I check them out?"
"Go ahead, just don't drop them." Will grabbed the rifle and looked at it. The rifles barrel had a magnificent shine to it, along with the other exposed metal parts. The grip was soft, but very sturdy, its scope had a knob showing it could go up to at least 2 miles in magnification (Sorry I don't kno that stuff.) and the butt of the rifle held his shoulder tight, yet soft… a perfect sniper. The designers really went into every detail with the rifle. He put it back and grabbed one of the pistols, it was extremely front heavy and the sights were off, but everything else was like the rifle, perfect.
"Why is the pistols so front heavy?"
"Only one type of battery made by a specific company will fit in those, and they are really heavy and cheap, so the makers of the pistol made the front heavy to balance it out." Explained the rhino. Will nodded and placed the pistol back.
"I'll pay for them, plus ammo."
The rhino stood and grabbed a box, inside was cylinder shaped objects with green bars on the side. "How much you got on you?"
"9,250 credits."
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Everything was packed up and ready to go, besides the two pistols. As the rhino started to place them in the black case, there came what sounded like a gun shot.
"What was that?" Will asked.
"I don't know, but I know I have never heard it around here. Take one of these incase." The rhino said handing his one of the pistols. Will nodded and followed the rhino to the back door, he busted it open and looked around astonished. "Well, that's a pity."
Will stood next to the rhino and watched as flames raged in front of him. It poured out of windows and smoke flowed into the sky, watching it all was a helmeted, white furred vixen. Will raised the pistol in his hands.
"Freeze!" Will yelled. The unknown vixen turned, then bolted down the alley to her immediate right. Will sprinted after her. He rounded the corner and looked for her, she was no where to be found, but when he looked up she was going up the fire escape.
Will jumped onto a dumpster and then to the fire escape, jumping from each rail to the one above. He finally reached the roof with the woman and she jumped off to the building across. Will ran to the edge of the building and watched as she tucked and rolled onto the next building.
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"Free headset… cool." Will said slipping the orange screened visor set on. The screen lit up slightly and read:
Reading vitals… Complete
Analyzing… ERROR, restarting… ERROR.
Identity not found.
Will slipped it off quickly before it could do anything, and it shut down. Will knew he would have to talk to Fox about that. He found himself once again thinking of the woman he saw a couple minutes ago.
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Will waited by his Arwing, tapping his foot on the ground impatiently. He heard a muffled scream, Will quickly looked around, making sure no one was around, then opened his black case and pulled out his sniper, but for a good reason. He was within the perfect view of where the scream had come from.
He quickly made sure the safety was on and looked through the scope towards where the sound had come from; all he saw was a crowd swarming around one location.
"Fox." Will said aloud as he placed the sniper back in the case and sealed it. He noticed a small cargo hatch on the side of his Arwing and opened it, slipping the case in. He then opened the canopy and jumped in ready to launch. He watched as the loan vulpine crawled out of the wreckage of people and bolted for the space port as the crowd stood there in confusion.
As Fox went out of sight under the second floors… floor, the crowd quickly dispended to find him, but to no success for Fox was already to his Arwing and in the air.
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There was a thud through the hanger, causing Slippy to drop his wrench down four stories and hard onto the deck floor.
"Oh what the…" Slippy half shouted, but stopped when the wrench mysteriously flopped down next to him, he looked down to see Will do a short gesture with his fingers to his head and pick up the large black case next to him and walk off.
Slippy quickly picked up the wrench and attached it to a bolt as it began to shake, but it was too late and he was doused in crap brown sludge. "OH WHAT THE…"
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Will stepped into the cafeteria and into the kitchen, not wanting to go to the personal kitchen for all the food there were artificial.
They have vanilla pudding? Will asked himself as he swooped a cup up and found a small spoon attached to the side in a small plastic wrapping. He tore it open and grabbed the spoon and started to close the fridge, but saw something that intrigued him… Redy-Wip, his favorite wip-cream. (Sorry if I spelled it wrong.) He dropped his spoon and his jaw dropped.
"How the hell?" He said swiping it from the door shelf and opening it, dabbing a bit on his tongue. "Jesus… just as I remember it." Will smiled as he applied some to the pudding. As he walked to the door, it swung open and the blue furred vixen he was mystified by every time he saw her appeared. He held the spoon in his mouth as they starred at each other.
"Vanilla pudding and wip-cream? Disgusting!" She exclaimed, Will felt a strange feeling in the back of his head, as if mercury was pumped back there.
Will removed the spoon from his mouth and swallowed the scoop of pudding and wip-cream. "Hey, don't nock it till you try it. You should some time." Will said stepping past her and putting another scoop in his mouth.
Why is it that all foods here are like ones back home? Will asked himself as the mercury sensation hung in his head. He it was around the time to head to bed…
Phew!! 21 pages over the course of… about a month :P geez, I got no time on my hands. Hope you guys enjoy the retype and hope it clears up some left out details.
PLz r&r, and why am I typing this at the END of the chapter -.-
Oh well, til next time!