Star Fox:

War for Corneria

Chapter 8

I own an original story, this is not that story.

They were only a few steps out of the hall, when Wolf shoved the general against the wall. "I should gut you for what you did now that you now longer have an army to protect you. Thanks to you I cannot show my face in public with my son, despite having saved your ass twice. You are in luck though. I am good at running a civilization, but I am unfamiliar with leading an army and we cannot afford the screw-ups of a first time general."

"Wolf, I"

"Shut it." Wolf interrupted, "I am giving you two options. One, you can lead the army of this proposed alliance if they agree, and if they don't you'd be surprised of what I have amassed. Two, I will make you my personal combat training dummy, and you know what I can do in melee. Pick your poison, cause if you don't, our generation is about to give the universe a repeat performance of the previous one."

"Give me some time to think through this. It is not every day that the last generation of a family of murderers offers you a job."

"I have met my father once, you know? The day you found him dead after what looked like a deal gone south." Wolf defended, "Payback for the eye. You got until the session restarts." and with that, he let go, turned around and walked away, flanked by his family. "Who is ready for some family time, while we are under immunity and on one of Lylat's most famous tourist spots?"

"Beach, Beach, Beach, Beach" James chimed.

"I could use a swim" Fox added with a wink to tease his brother while said person pressed the elevator button, "you know you wanna see me in swim wear."

"And what if I do?" wolf smirked back, squeezing Fox's ass for emphasis. "Now let's get back to the ship for a change of gear. I say swim wear is in order."

"Fo-ox and Wo-olf sitting in a tree" James singsonged as he dashed out of the elevator, leaving the two adults in a very awkward silence.

"Let's pretend that never happened." Fox eventually broke the silence, blushing bright red at the implication of making out with his brother, not making eye contact.

If he had, he might have noticed the flash of sadness that briefly overtook Wolf's face at those words, so he still sees me as just his brother... he thought with pain in his heart as he replied, "yeah... let's" before getting out of the elevator as well and getting on the train after his son, knowing by the footsteps behind him that Fox had followed.

An hour later, Fox was spreading out the beach towels while James had run off into the crystal clear waters of Zoness' tropical oceans, his dad hot on his tail. A few steps into the lukewarm water and Wolf had caught up, tackling his son so he landed face down in the water. Fox laid down to enjoy the warmth of the evening sun while Wolf and James struggled in the shallow waters. As soon as Wolf thought Fox was half asleep, he shushed his son as he, now soaked, sneaked up to Fox, and in one fluid motion laid down on top of him, instantly soaking the vulpine. A struggle ensued that after twenty minutes ended with Wolf again on top, but now with the both of them covered head to toe in sand.

Through their playful struggle, they were completely unaware to the crowd that was gathering, with people pointing at the cybernetic eyepatch, until one spoke the common thought, "Hey, what the hell is O'Donnell doing here?" then another "Who is he fighting?"

This caught the attention of a group of police officers on patrol. One brave lizard drew the shortest straw and went in for a better look at who Wolf was struggling, now wanting to go up against the Galaxy's most infamous mercenary for no reason. Once he got close though, he knew what he had to do. "he's got McCloud" he called out.

Wolf had Fox's arms pinned overhead with one hand while the other was furiously tickling the sides with Fox struggling not to burst out laughing when two pairs of arms pulled Wolf back by the shoulders, securing the arms, while a third leveled a gun at Wolf's chest. A fourth hoisted Fox up, calling "Hostage secured"

For a moment, both were caught by surprise by the sudden turn of events. One moment they were having some long overdue family time, the next they were probably on Lylat News. "Locking eyes, the Lupine gave a sadistic smile before Fox broke free from the unsuspecting lizard, running back to help. Not that it was needed, but he wouldn't get there anyway. Two guards secured him, properly this time, but the distraction was enough. Wolf grabbed his assailants by the arms, and using those for support he planted a double kick in the nuts to launch himself out of the line of fire of the officer with the gun. Disarming the lizard, he now found himself surrounded by the reinforcements, so he put the gun against the officer to start a stand-off. Silently pitying the fool who dared come into melee range.

Then a rummaging from the direction of the bags caught both Fox and Wolf's attention. Fox spotted a bright orange lupine tail near their goods. Seizing his chance, Fox elbowed both his guards before swooping down and grabbing their blasters growling "stay down."

"Drop your guns." Called a young orange wolf from the other side of the circle, pulling out an automatic blaster carbine. "I won't ask again."

"Sorry guys" one of the juniors said, "I don't get paid well enough for this." tossing his gun and running, causing several juniors to follow his lead.

Then there was a slow clapping, coming from somewhere in the crowd. "Well done, Captain. You have just caught my guest and his family on live tv, while under my protection." Spoke a familiar voice as Vadik emerged from the crowd. "No need to hold back, Wolf, and any officer incompetent enough to still be within your sight on the count of three is free game. One."

Wolf let go of his meatshield, leaped up, and grabbed his blaster that his son tossed over top the policemen. Meanwhile the policemen were trying their very best to get back to their cars as quick as they could, while Fox walked over to the bags, lifting the carbine out of James' hand. "Hey Wolf, I thought we had agreed on not bringing any weapons."

"They are not, they are replica's of my weapon from the gallery in Saggrasso, you never know when you might need them." Wolf replied with a friendly grin. "like when trying to scare some thugs off without shooting them on live tv."

"I knew there was a reason I liked you." Fox replied, smiling. "How about we go grab a snack?"

"I saw a snackbar when we walked here from the train station." James chimed in, pulling his face in a classic 'puppy dog' expression.

"Then fried potato and junkfood it is." Wolf decided, watching his son jump in happiness, allowing a rare soft smile to creep over his face, one that he reserved only for family.

A/N Sorry that the chapter is shorter then normal, but I don't wanna cut off in the middle of what comes next.