Chapter 11

"Why did you guys have to come after for me?" Jeremy, the muskrat, pushed his glasses up. He didn't like his friends. He was a loner, which was why he worked by himself in the lab.

"Because," Craig began, "I've brought the Star Fox team, and we need your help." Craig put a hand on Jeremy's shoulder and pointed his thumb over his shoulder to his fellow rebels. Craig gave Jeremy and wry smile, as if trying to persuade him into something, which he was.

Jeremy gave a frown, and looked over his shoulder. "Indeed, but you will simply have to find someone else, I'm too busy." He began walking waving his hand to send them off. Craig's expression didn't change, he expected this from Jeremy.

"Listen Jeremy," this time it was Kiera who spoke, she had stepped up to stand on Craig's side. "You're the only one that can plan out the rest of the operation. We need information that only you can hack the terminals to get, and you know it!" Keira put her hands on her hips; it was her signature sign for being serious. Fox noticed a little bit of Krystal in her, he was positive she was Krystal's daughter. But who was the father?

"Yes I suppose I am good at those kinds of things but I'm not the only one." Jeremy pushed his glasses back into position. "Okay then, who else is there?" Kiera asked. "I mean, if you know someone else, which I know you don't, tell me, who?" she caught him; he knew he was the best, but he tried to make himself look modest.

"I'm not going, you guys are going to get me into positions that can kill me, like usual." Jeremy wheeled across the room on his chair, and pushed several buttons on another computer. "Besides, I have to run this base, I'm the only reason that this base hasn't been attacked, someone has to change the patrol routes from the empires troops."

It was about then that an injured troop came inside the room in haste. "Sir, we're under attack!" he quickly limped back outside to continue shooting. Craig looked at Jeremy, "Keep this place from being attacked huh?" the wolf grinned. Jeremy protested "There wasn't anything in the central systems I hacked earlier. They must have followed you guys! I knew you were nothing but trouble!" Jeremy got up from his seat and ran over to a closet door. He pushed the button to open it and pulled out several machine guns. He slung one over his shoulder. He one to Falco, and the other to Fox. Craig grabbed the one on the muskrats shoulder. "

"Give me that!" Jeremy tried to make a grab for it, but Craig was too fast. He gave the machine gun to Krystal. Fox tried to lend Jeremy his pistol. Craig knocked his hand away, "Never, and I mean NEVER give this guy a weapon." He gave a wry look at the vulpine. Fox only asked, "Why not?" the wolf chuckled, "Ill show you which scars later. But for now," Falco cocked his gun. "We have other matters to attend to. They all ran outside to help; Jeremy went out last, hiding behind Slippy.

The Cornerian soldiers were raiding the base. Plasma blasts flew past them, nearly striking them. The enemy had good aim, and they were trained well. The group all slide behind a lone standing wall from one of the smaller buildings. Fox was on the very corner. He got down on one knee, peeked the gun out from his position and began firing.

Three Enemies noticed the flanking and went into prone position to counter attack. Fox curled back behind the building as the burning plasma ricocheted off his cover.

"Don't bother, they have superior weapons and armor." Craig pulled out one of his knives from his boot. "The only reason we could take the ones on Kew out was because they were light scouts. These guys are heavy assault troopers. You'll need to get closer for the plasma to break the shields. Or something that doesn't involve plasmatic beams, which is why I use knives." He grinned, rolled out past Fox into the open. He brought the blade up over his shoulder and sent it flying with a complete follow-through.

The blade struck one of the enemies between the collarbone and the neck. Craig got up as quickly as possible and dove behind several large, metallic crates. The blood sprayed out of the Cornerian soldiers arm. One of his companions crawled over in hope of helping his friend. The other was delayed from the distraction for several seconds.

Fox took this chance. He ran up to the soldier, sliding the last few feet. The vulpine kicked the man in the masked face in one smooth movement. Fox soon recoiled, jumping to his feet, without any hands. He lifted his whole body off the ground and landed on his feet. Without wasting time he leaned on one knee, pushed the gun into his victims back, and fired at point blank.

Just behind him was the third soldier, his weapon ready to fire. He was about to pull the trigger when he was tackled. Falco rolled on the ground grappling with his opponent.

"Freeze!" one of the enemy troops came up behind Craig, then another behind Fox. With guns pointed at their backs they dropped their weapons, including Craig's belts.

Krystal and everyone else came from behind the building. Twice the amount of soldiers compared to the small group of rebels, each one of Fox's Friends had guns at their backs. Another soldier walked up, except this one was different, he was bigger, and he had red armor instead of the traditional black of the other soldiers.

"What do we got here?" the red soldier took off his helmet; he was a brutally scared husky. He rested the helmet under his arm. "Carven, get over here!" the canine glared his teeth, which were either missing, or rotten.

Another soldier came up behind him. "Yes sergeant, sir?" the smaller, obviously younger soldier stood tall, and saluted.

The sergeant walked over to Fox, and lifted his face up from under the muzzle with his armored hand. "Calm your ass rookie, now tell me, who are these people."

The shorter smaller shoulder, which seemed like a brand new recruit looked at the small group of captives. "They're prisoners, sir."

"And what do we do with prisoners?"

"We, uh... put them on the ship, sir?" the recruit wasn't entirely sure what the answer was, and he was afraid to get on his commanders bad side.

" Right, and do they get any food or water?"

"No sir, no they don't"

"Good, now bind them and put them with the other captives, and make sure they beg for something to eat, I want them to suffer."

sorry its late, you kno christmas, channukah, w/e but its up, and two of my frends just got out of the hospital, good timing to get surgery...christmas eve haha

it was kinda rushed at the end, hope you dont mind please R&R