In this chapter, I will be switching the point of view a lot, since many things are happening at once.

Fox was starting over once again in his search for the Starwolf team. The information from Andrew was not enough; he needed more. Andross could be anywhere. By the time he found him, the team could already be dead. He had to go to planets farther away, and planets that were more dangerous. Like, Venom. Venom! That was it! He had to go Venom.

Fox went to the hanger, finding Slippy hard at work once again. He was on his back under his own Arwing tinkering with the many wires and tubes that were hidden under it.

"Hey, Slip," Fox said while squatting down to the half visible Slippy under the Arwing, "When you're done there would you mind fixing my Arwing up to be compatible with Venom's atmosphere."

That caught Slippy's attention.

"Venom?" Slippy said putting his cap back on, "Venom is inhabitable. Nobody would be there anyway."

"But Andross survived there, and so did all of us. I need to go there to see if there are any clues on Starwolf's disappearance."

"Well, I… uh," Slippy said, glancing at Fox's Awring, "Alright, I'll get right to it."

Slippy grabbed his toolbox and walked over to Fox's Arwing, and Fox nodded to him, then turned to leave.

Fox, now inside his house, had some free time. He had to think of a plan to get in and out of Venom fast. Its acid waters and poisonous smog were not ideal places to fly an Arwing for long periods of time, even if the ship could take the dirty air. If he touched that water, that ship was done; and so was he.

Unfortunately, he didn't know the routes in the actual planet very well because he had always thought that his last visit to the planet would be the only time he would ever have to go there. To be frank, though, he didn't really want to go back. Who would? There was no oxygen or light, and everything was deadly. He didn't even know how he had survived it back then.

Fox lead himself into the living room of their home and sat down, sinking into the couch. He reached for the remote, and turned on the TV. The news blasted out of the speakers built into the television.

"Just today, Andrew Oikonny was captured by Starfox leader, Fox McCloud. Andrew is now being kept behind bars in the Cornerian Army Base. Starfox and his crew were awarded the $30,000 reward for this mercenaries capture….

Fox smiled thinking of Falco. It was a job well done.

Falco POV - Cornerian Army Base

Falco dragged Andrew to the silver doors of the army base. It was the biggest building in Corneria City with the most guards, and the most criminals, so Falco stayed on high alert. It wasn't that he didn't trust the guards' work; it was just that the people that were staying here weren't regular people, they were villains.

As he approached the door, Falco flashed his badge at the heavyset guard standing in front of him. The guard analyzed it, nodded, and then followed him inside.

Andrew was squirming around behind Falco, and muffled sounds were coming out of his duct tapped mouth. He couldn't walk from all of the ropes either. Falco had tied him until he resembled an ancient mummy that had lost its crown.

The guard behind Falco picked Andrew up and threw him over his shoulder. The guard had to be at least one and a half feet taller than Falco, which was pretty big considering Falco was six foot and two inches.

Falco followed the guard as he carried Andrew down a concrete staircase. The whole way down Andrew glared at Falco. Falco ignored him; it wasn't easy since there weren't a lot of other things to look at.

All three of them soon tackled three more staircases, eventually finding a door. The guard opened it, but didn't hold it open for Falco as if he didn't know that he was following him. Behind the door waited Bill Grey in a circular room with no windows. Around the whole room were doors with numbers on them.

"Eh, would ya look at that, it's Falco!" Bill said exploding with happiness as Falco approached from the door leading to the staircase. The guard carrying Andrew stalked away to one of the door and opened one using a plastic card that was hanging on a chain around his neck. Falco wanted to follow him to see where they would be keeping him, but he knew that he would have to get past Bill first.

Bill was nobody's favorite in the Starfox team. He was very clingy, and had no thoughts of personal space. Fox could put up with this kind of stuff, but Falco couldn't. He didn't have that kind of mentality to be able to deal with that kind of person. He liked to fly solo, or at least with someone who wasn't always up in his business.

"Hey, what's with the long face, bro?" Bill said, while approaching Falco with his arms out, ready for a hug.

Dear god… "Hey, Bill…" Falco said, feeling the bulldog's arms wrap around him. Falco fought to get out of his embrace, he really did, but it was futile, until Falco found a way to change the subject.

"Hey, Bill. Where are they taking Andrew?" Falco said.

"Oh, ya want to see?" Bill said looking up at Falco from his hug.

Bill didn't let him answer. Instead, he let go of Falco and ran off to the same door that the guard had disappeared in, and opened it up with the key that he owned as well. When the door was unlocked, Bill motioned with his hand to let Falco follow him.

Before Falco left the circular room, he turned around to answer the strange feeling that he getting from behind him. He answered it alright. One of the other doors in the room was open, and two blue eyes were staring at him. The longer he looked back, the more the face of the person appeared. First the eyes, then the white fur, and…

Bill tugged on Falco's sleeve.

"Hey… uh," Falco said still looking at the eyes, "Is that Dash?"

Bill followed Falco's gaze.

"Why, yes it is!" Bill said, "Hey, Dash come on out of there. The Starfox team found Andrew Oikonny!"

The monkey suddenly piped up, but didn't break eye contact with Falco.

"Oh… heh heh. That's wonderful!" Dash said while following Falco and Bill through the door.

Bill led the way through the hallway. It wasn't long until they were seeing metal bars around them, with prisoners concealed in them. A few tried to lunge at Falco through the dim light that shown through the small barred window in the wall behind the prisoner. He recognized all of them. They were the ones that he had caught with Fox and all of them on missions.

As they continued their walk, the barred rooms turned to metal doors that led to small chambers. The baddest of the bad went here. All of them didn't seem to be occupied since it was so quiet, and because not all of them had guards standing in front of the doors. They stopped at one door that was being guarded by the same guard that had carried Oikonny down here.

"Well, here it is. Andrew Oikonny's cell," Bill said, admiring it a little.

"What is in there besides Oikonny?" Falco asked.

It was Dash's turn to respond.

"A small bunk and a toilet," Dash said standing up tall. Bill nodded at the tiny list, and so did Falco.

"Well, I trust you guys with him. I think I'll be off now," Falco stated, scratching the back of his head.

"Oh ok, let help you find your way back, Falco," Bill said walking ahead.

"I think I got it Bill. It's just up the stairs…" Falco replied.

"Ahhhh, don't worry about it. I got no missions to do right now anyway, thanks to the Starfox team," Bill said with a smile of admiration. Falco nodded.

"Dash, ya coming?" Bill said turning around.

"Nah, I'll catch up with you guys later," Dash said. Bill nodded and led the way out. They were about half way out of the alley of prisoners, when Falco went to take one last look at Dash over his shoulder, but he wasn't there.

Fox POV – Home

Fox turned off the TV and sighed to himself. How was he supposed to get in and out of Venom quickly, while searching for clues at the same time? Gathering information on Fichina took hours. He didn't have that kind of time in Venom. Unless, he kept leaving the surface of Venom and entering it back again. No… that wouldn't work. Maybe, he should just cancel the mission to Venom. It was probably a waste of time… but here was always the possibility that it wasn't. He has to go there, and then he can cross that planet off the list and not save it for the end.

Fox felt a warm hand grab his wrist. He jumped. It was Krystal.

"Oh, I'm sorry Fox. I didn't mean to care you," Krystal spoke softly.

"It's… it's ok," Fox inhaled to calm him panicked heartbeat.

"Are you leaving again? What did Andrew tell you?" she asked.

"He told us that Andross is torturing Starwolf to get them to talk about me, and that he is going to kill them or something…" the canine replied.

"So where are you going to look for the team, then?" Krystal asked.

"Hey, Fox," Slippy said, "Your Arwing is all set for Venom!"

"VENOM?" Krystal said, her grip growing tighter on Fox's wrist.

"I have to try there. Maybe there is a clue." Fox said, wincing from his wife's grip.

"Aaaagh," Krystal moaned and left the room.

The fox rubbed his sore wrist and looked at Slippy.

"Give me a minute, okay? I'll be out soon to leave for Venom."

Falco POV – Hanger

Falco jumped out of his Arwing, and looked at Slippy who was working on his Arwing. He couldn't help but notice Fox's Awring. It had tons of upgrades on it.

Cool… Falco thought to himself, and walked inside to the kitchen. Fox was in a hurry out the door, and bumped Falco in the shoulder.

"Woah, hey! Where are you going, Fox," Falco said to Fox's back. Fox stopped in front of the door.

"He's going to Venom," Krystal said, appearing beside Falco.

Falco's gaze danced from Krystal to Fox.

"Fox, now listen to me. Weird things have been going on since you decided to look for this team. I know you aren't going to take my advice, but I really don't think you should be doing this," Falco said.

"I don't care," Fox said and left the two completely puzzled.

Fox POV – Space

Venom looked cool; from a distance. Once you got closer, fear would form inside you, and you would either turn around and flee, or ignore your shaking hands and fight the scariest enemy in the world: Death.

Fox purposefully slowed the pace of his Arwing on his was to Venom's atmosphere. He was terrified. So many qualms flew through his head as he approached ever so slowly, but one thought put an end to them: Whatever Starwolf was going through is much worse.

Fox bolted ahead, ready to get the landing over with. This part wouldn't kill you if you were a master pilot; the water would.

The Arwing was shaking with Fox's hands. He closed his eyes and let the Arwing glide ahead. He couldn't watch.

His ship jolted forward, sending him into the gravitational pull of the planet. He was forced into the gases and darkness of the planet.

This was the hard part. The gases of the planet blocked out all the light from Solar. He plummeted down into the gases, not knowing how long it would be until he went down. It was like spinning through a completely dark water slide.

He didn't know when he should stop heading towards the ground. He hadn't done this in so long. He clicked on the front lights of the Arwing seeing ground appear in front of him. He braked and swooped around until he was in a steady flight pattern over the acid water.

Fox gulped for air. His mission was successful so far, but he was on the clock. He had about fifteen to twenty minutes to find any clues that were relevant to Starwolf's withdrawal. It wasn't enough time.

Land would make the most sense to look for clues on. If any of the team had fallen in the acid water, there would be no trace of them.

The Arwing's two headlights cast over the tiny slopes on the planet's floor. It had been decades since life had once been on this planet, and it was evident. There were zero plants, animals, bacteria; anything alive. Except him.

Ten minutes into his search he began to worry. He was finding nothing here. He should have listened to himself back home. This was another waste of time.

The waste land was so quiet. All he could hear was the hum if his Arwing's motor.

Twelve minutes in he saw a reflection of light from his headlights. He braked and tried to reverse. He had seen something, he knew he had. The refection had blinded him for a moment. He regained his sight after a few seconds, and found that he was blinded again by the reflection, but this time he stopped the ship. He opened his eyes to see the Rainbow Delta dismantled and unusable several feet below his Arwing.