Chapter 4

" I don't know guys, I'm married now, and I have children." Slippy sat down at the table. Slippy was very excited to see his old friends again; he had always wondered what happened to Falco and Fox. He remembered the old days, with all the good laughs. He remembered ROB, and how he always fixed him up. He remembered Krystal, he remembered her more than anyone.

Slippy used to have this gigantic crush on the telepathic vixen. He knew that she read his mind and found out. He remembered the talk that they had before she left, before Fox made her leave. He remembered Krystal telling him what he was going to do the next day. The words that would leave a scar on her life. He was going to make her leave.

Fox spoke, " But Slip we need your help, I know I'm asking a lot, but I just." The vulpine took along pause. When he finally decided there wasn't anything else for him to say he waited for the green amphibian to break the silence

When nothing came Falco broke the silence. " This reminds me of a mission I was on recently, I was sent in undercover, and I had to convince my target that he should come with me on his ship, since he had to talk to someone, but he knew someone was after him. In the end, he died an hour or so after he got home. I poisoned his cocktail."

It was Craig's turn to talk, " Falco, that doesn't help at all." The wolf leaned back on two legs of the chair and started taping his fingers continuing to observe the conversation.

Slippy started again, ignoring Craig's last remark. " I don't know I have to think about it."

A few moments after that, Falco's intercom rang. " Yea Steph? What is it?"

" Sweetie, there's something coming up on the ships radar, you might want to come out here, what ever they are, they don't seem that friendly." She sounded very worried.

Everyone looked at Falco, he returned their gazes, then sat up and ran outside. Everyone followed. Slippy ran into the other room, and told his family to stay inside, no matter what. The he opened a drawer in an old dresser, next to the front door, and ran out.

The caught up with the group, as they ran down the beach towards the Falcon. Just then, a gigantic flourish of heat passed over them, as a dark, odd shaped fighter flew just overhead. The fighter launched a missile, headed for the Falcon. Falco was about to yell something to Steph, but it was too late, the missile collided with the Falcon, blowing it to pieces.

Falco stopped running, he knew it was over, that he would never get to see his fiancé ever again. Several tear drops racing down his face. Craig came over to Falco, and gave him a pat on the back. The wolf didn't know what to say, but then again what was there to say?

The fighter, came back around, it wasn't done yet. The odd-looking aircraft started flying right towards them. With another missile ready to be launched. Slippy took his blaster and started shooting. It did nothing. The fighter launched the missile; it headed straight for Slippy's house. Slippy screamed at the top of his lungs, begging that this wasn't happening, but it was.

There wasn't much of the house left standing, the missile bad a very large explosion. Chunks of burning debris landed on the beach around the small group.

Slippy dropped the blaster and fell to his knees, choking on despair. He began to cry. Fox walked up to Slippy, kneeling on the ground, and putting his arms on his shoulder, trying to comfort him. It didn't work. Fox was never good at comforting Slippy, especially in a situation like this.

Slippy stopped crying and stared into the flames. " Fox, I'm in." It was then that Slippy changed into the person that would be remembered for the next 30 years.

Ok im very confident about this one, i have had multiple ppl ask for more action and suspence, plus i stopped using so many comma's like everyone else asked. i hope nobody minds that i killed off steph too fast, but it had to happen

if you have any questions or sugjestions, please feel free to talk to me and thanks for reading, please review :)