Chapter 1: Status quo

'Four years ago, I left it all behind. Not a day goes by without self compassion and distrust for any decision made in situations from the past. Fox and Panther, a hard choice. Fox saved me from death on Sauria and during the Aparoid Invasion. But Panther was there when I needed love, when Fox turned me down. Still, only Fox managed to find me once. What does it matter!'

All kinds of thoughts are crossing her mind while she is lying in bed. She openes her eyes, revealing one, sparkling and clear, turquoise blue right eye and one, lifeless black iris on the left. She always hides her right under her purple hair, showing everyone just her black iris, as a reflection of her personality. It is dark, with only a ray of sunlight breaking through a largely covered window. Red shorts and a bra are her only clothing. She looks down to the right side of the bed, finding ripped photos and papers. She grabbles through the mess and picks a random piece up.

It's one of the things she has been doing ever since she stayed on Kew. The piece she picks up is a well known part. A part of a photograph that belonged to happy, distant memory: Krystal and Fox. The piece shows Fox's head, smiling, like he is really here. She starts crying on her side, for more than ten minutes long while listening to Three Days Grouse's "Animal I have become." She then quickly reaches over to her nightstand and grabs a blaster. She puts it against the right side of her head. She pulls the trigger four times, in front of Fox's face.

'This is your fault!' she screams. But nothing happens. No matter how many times she pulls the trigger. It's empty, like every time she tried. As she throws the piece and blaster away, she wipes her tears away.

'Big girls don't cry.' she says to herself 'Why should I? There's not much to live for anyway'. She rises from her bed and walks down the hallway towards the shower.

'A quick shower will do me well' she says while taking her clothes off. She turns on the shower, on a hot temperature. As she looks at the beams of water streaming down her body, she collapses and starts crying again.

She steps out of the shower, combs her hair over her right eye and puts her clothing back on. She opens the door, picks up her staff and walks down the stairs. As she came down, noises are heard. When downstairs, the noise becomes stronger. She sees a dark room and smoke filled room with a huge crowd of creatures, for all over the Lylat system and beyond. She sits down at an empty table and orders breakfast. Two pieces of toast with cheese is served in front of her with a glass of water. While she is calmly eats her breakfast, some heavy looking thugs wearing black armor notice her. As the four approach her, she remains extraordinarily calm. They sit down, forming complete circle around her.

'Hey, vixen beauty… what's a nice little girl like you doing here?'

'None of your business.' she says cold.

*What are these assholes thinking they're doing?*

'Hehehe, a fiery one I see, the boss loves your kind.'

'Yeah, nice and tight, an hourglass figure and a free will. Something to oppress.'

She looks far from frightened as the figures were coming closer.

'Stop it you idiots!' sounds from a dark corner.

'Oh, hey, Boss, we were not gonna…'

'Shut your trap, worthless piece of crap and get out of my way.'

A big green-grey bulldog with blocks as muscles covered in silver spiked armor plating comes into the light. Slime drools from his mouth and one eye is covered with a scar.

The Boss pushes him away and sits down next to Kursed. 'I'm sorry for the rude treatment of my men. Their adrenaline rush is still going on from the previous mission.'

'Not a big deal, Boss.' she says calm.

'Hey, you look like a girl that works for her own cause.'

'I don't have a cause.'

'Alright, alright, how about giving you a new cause: join us.'

'Join you? Pfff. No, I work alone.'

'Seriously? Well, I guess, if you're no use to me, than I would rather let my men rush out their adrenaline with you.'

The Boss leaves the table and exits the hotel. Kursed remains calm and finishes her meal.

'Alright you dirtbags have your way with her.' he says as he walks out the door.

'Hehehe, don't worry about it sir.'

'Yeah, we'll go easy on her.'

She slowly grabs her staff as the thugs approach her.

'What are you doing beauty? Don't be nervous.'

'Oh, a golden staff eh? I could some extra money!'

'Wait, what you are gonna…'

*Smack*

*Kick*

*Staff laser*

'Oh, ohohohoh!'

'So… much… pain…'

'Ugh, who are you?'

She walked on towards the exit. As she opens the door, a bright light breaks through the darkness, highlighting her left side. As she looks towards the thugs on the ground, her black iris shines bright. The thugs are somehow filled with fear when faced with her eye.

'My name' she said soulless, 'it is the same as the fate that overcame you:

My name is Kursed!' Her black eye seemed shine when she said it.

She walked out the door, and closed the door behind her.