AUTHOR'S NOTE~~~ Hey guys, re-uploaded this chapter so that Lana and Fara don't magically switch places back and forth in the beginning. My bad guys, Lana and Fara are so closely related together that I wouldn't have named the minx Lana if I'd had known beforehand that I was going to make Fara a more important character. L A N A, F A R A, they're too damn similar! Anyways, sorry about that, chapter twenty one will be up in about a week or two… maybe.
'I hate Mondays.' Relics griped in his head as he collapsed in his desk. He had slept all day on Sunday so he only got about two hours of sleep last night. On Sunday he just hung around the house and played guitar until he got sick of it. From there he watched a bit of TV and Jason came over to provide some company. Apparently Relics left a good impression on Chloe, Jason's wife. At the moment however, he wanted to rip out his eyeballs and submerge them into a pool of sleep. The thought didn't even make sense to him, but he was too tired to care.
Class slowly filled up as the countdown till start came to a close. For some reason, Fara was nowhere to be seen, until just the very last second.
"Cutting it close there Ms. Phoenix." Mr. Mackenzie commented as Fara just barely stepped into the classroom as the bell rang.
The vixen's ears drooped and she burned red, but she didn't say anything. Relics cocked an eyebrow as she scuttled to her desk next to him and continued to say nothing. All the while during the lecture the old weasel started giving, Relics constantly snuck peaks at Fara. She seemed so ashamed of something and was deliberately avoiding him. For a split second, Relics thought that she might have let his secret out. Since she, Lana, and Wolf were hopefully the only ones that knew, it was unlikely it would come to bite him on the ass.
"Any questions?" Mr. Mackenzie asked at the end of his lecture of thermal dynamics. Almost immediately, everyone's hands raised. The old weasel sighed. "Just like last year."
The hour stretched on and on for Relics who was constantly coming up with thoughts of what Fara could have done to make her so recluse. He decided he'd ask her right as they got out of class which finally came after one of the longest hour Relics could ever remember. The sweet chorus of a bell rang out and before Relics could even blink, Fara was up and out. This surprised everyone because Relics was the first one out but today he was the second.
"Fara!" Relics called out to the vixen who was trying to get away. Once she heard his voice she stopped because there was no use running, and she didn't want him to feel like she was ignoring him. Her ears laid down on her head, her tail sagged, and her nose twitched like she was sniveling. She turned around, clutching her books tightly in her arms and close to her chest.
Relics shivered when he saw her sad expression. "Fara? Are you okay?"
'Oh… no!' Relics thought as he saw her chocolate eyes begin to glisten.
Out of nowhere the vixen made a desperate attack on the human, but not a violent one which Relics would have proffered over the rib crushing hug. The vixen's books all fell to the floor with a loud bringing everyone's attention to them.
"Oh Relics!" She cried rather loudly as she nuzzled Relics' chest and riddled his green shirt with tears. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"
'It's fine, it's fine! Just let go of me!'
"Fara-" He began but Fara squeezed all the air out of his lungs as her deceptively strong arms tightened her embrace.
"I didn't mean to lose it! Honest! I know what you gave me was special but I lost it! Please don't be mad, I'll find it I swear!"
"The Hell is she talking about?"
"Sex maybe?"
"Whatever it is, it's freaking me the fuck out."
"Maybe she lost her virginity?"
"Idiot, you can't find your virginity after you lose it, dumbass!"
Relics found strength to break Fara's death grip with the embarrassment that fueled his muscles. He pried her arms apart and took a deep breath to put out the fire in his lungs.
"Fara," he choked out. "It's okay, Lana and Bill found my Music Player in the couch right after you left!" He said, throwing Bill into the mix so that nobody got suspicious about what Relics was doing with two girls, Lana and Fara, on the couch.
"You, you what?" Fara asked, her tears stopping instantly. Relics nodded and coughed. "Yay!" She shouted and started crushing his chest again.
'God fucking damn it!' Relics groaned in his head while his ribs made popping noises that the relieved vixen was deaf to.
"Alright Fara, let the human breathe." Falco said coming to Relics' rescue. "Now come on before class starts again." He said quickly led the two away from the gossipers who did not stop theorizing of scandals even when Relics pointed out that it was simply an electronic device that went missing.
Under the falcon's wing, the duo was led away from the curious and merciless onlookers. Only when they were far out of earshot, did Relics breathe easier.
'Bet I can't even fart without people starting national debates over it.'
"You know you two; you shouldn't make it plainly obvious that you're cheating on Lana Relics." Falco chuckled under his breath.
"I'm not cheating on Lana… nor am I going out with her!" Relics added to stifle any and al suspicions. His stifling never worked though. People always started talking and gossiping as quietly as they could, but he always heard them. The best he could do was ignore it and not take it personally. After all, if he was back home and was going to school with the only alien on the planet, he'd most definitely be a bit curious.
"Well, this is our stop." Falco said to the vixen when they reached Ms. Kensington's classroom.
"Alright, bye you two." She said and wrapped them both in a perky hug. When both boys were free and slightly coughing, Fara left with a little skip in her stride.
"See ya Fara." Falco called after her before rolling his eyes. "I'd swear she's bi-polar. Come on human, let's see what Ms. Kensington is wearing today!" He said and almost drug the hesitant human into the room.
Much to Falco's dismay and Relics' delight, Ms. Kensington was not wearing a skimpy skirt like before. Instead, the white swan was wearing incredibly tight shorts that made it all the way down to the middle of her thighs, but the avian was wearing a cutaway shirt that clung to her upper body and revealed quite a bit of it.
'Well seeing alien boobies rather then… well yeah, is better then seeing… ew.'
"Good morning Mr. Lombardi and Mr. McCloud." The swan sighed as they walked in. "How was your weekends? Didn't get into any trouble."
Falco and Relics looked at each other. "Nope!" They both replied simultaneously.
"Good, good. Now if you both would take your seats." She said and laid back down on her desk with her crossed legs hanging off.
The human was led to Falco's group seating where Slippy and Bill eventually joined up with them. Bill was still pumped up about last Saturday night and was rather talkative.
"So Relics, how'd things go after Fara and I left?" Bill asked as his leg bobbed up and down and his tail fanned the freshman behind him.
"All right, Fox and Miyu left about an hour later but I stayed until dark." Relics admitted which he wished he didn't a second later. He'd never seen a canine's muzzle curl up into a smile that bested the Grinch's, but Bill had just surpassed it.
"So… what you two do? Did you uh… do it?"
"No actually, we just watched movies, talked, played games-" Relics defended earnestly but was cut off at the kneecaps.
"Played games? Is that what you humans call it?" Falco sniggered which made Bill start laughing rather loudly.
Relics frowned. "And we had lunch and dinner together." He finished without getting wrapped up into their little immature games.
"I'm sure you did Relics." Bill said and started lapping the gap between his index and middle finger, almost like he was licking a girl's-
"Oh that's sick." Relics growled as his eyes narrowed. "Don't talk like Bill." Relics sid which made the canine stop and feel awkward. "Besides, that's desert, not lunch or dinner." Relics chuckled.
"Oh I see what you did there." Bill laughed and clapped Relics on the shoulder. "You're alright Relics. You're alright."
"Class has begun William." Ms. Kensington announced to the canine.
"Sorry Ms. Kensington." Bill said and spun around in his chair to face the front.
'Finally.'
~X~X~X~X~
"-and so the doctor said that if I stopped pulling it so hard then it would heal in time, but I told him that it feels too good." Bill said as Relics was trying to decide whether to get hotdogs or sausages. What Bill just said did not make either decision appealing, so he went with a side salad with a colorful array of vegetables.
"That's a great anecdote Bill." Relics sighed.
"You think so? Not many people like hearing about my broken tail story."
Probably because you make it sound like you're talking about your dick half the time." Falco squawked. "But I told him it feels too good! Honestly, you're like a dog with a bone."
'Tell me about it.' Relics agreed as he paid for his lunch then followed the avian and canine into the cafeteria.
Like always, Relics was followed with curios eyes wherever he went. He hated the staring, it made him feel so ostracized like he had done something wrong and no one wanted to be around him. If it weren't for Bill, Falco, and Slippy, he'd have skipped lunch entirely and found a nice dark hole to hide in until it was over. Hell, if he had to he'd hide in Ms. Kensington's class but he shuddered to think what she might do if they were ever alone.
"Oh hey! There's Lana!" Bill announced to the duo in his trio making Relics perk up and look for the minx.
"What? Where?" He asked looking around feverishly. Much to the human's disappointment, he found that there really was no Lana, just a fit of laughter from the canine.
"You should have seen the look on your face Relics!" Bill giggled uncontrollably. "You were all like, Lana? Where!"
Relics' eyes squinted with disdain. "Yeah, real funny Bill."
"Come on Bill, you shouldn't pick on Relics." Falco chided. "After all, this son of a bitch took out nine guys all by himself."
"I know that!" Bill said and sat down at their usual table with Relics at his left and Falco to his right. "But Relics and I are pals! He'd never hurt me. Right buddy."
The human simply looked at the canine. No words were spoken, just the grey and brown eyes speaking volumes to each other. Bill shivered and started pecking at his food.
"That was kind of gay." Falco chortled while Bill glowed red and said nothing.
'Threaten Bill's life without speaking, check.'
"Hey guys!"
"Miyu!" Falco and Bill exclaimed as the perky young lynx sat down opposite of the human, followed by her boyfriend, off and on boy-toy, Fox. The second the couple sat down, their hands wrapped around each others and refused to let go. Miyu and Fox had learned to eat with their off hands this way, and despite only having one available hand, they both ate efficiently and quickly.
"What's up guys?" Fox asked as he forked his enchilada.
"Oh not much Fox, just hanging with my favorite alien." Bill said and playfully punched Relics arm.
'MEDIC!' Relics screamed mentally as his right arm went numb. Bill did not know the extent of his strength one bit. 'One would think that being such a behemoth, one would know how painful one's punches would be if one were to punch two with one's twenty six inch pythons and carry the four, equals… fuck math.'
"And how are you Relics?" Miyu asked sweetly which made Relics gag on his milk. "Are you okay?"
'Well that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me in a long line of threats ranging from painful to volatile. I think I might be dead already actually.'
"Yeah," Relics choked out before coughing some more while Bill patted him on the back. "Stop, that's not helping!" Relics coughed as his face came closer and closer to hitting the table with everyone of Bill's powerful pats.
"Sorry bud." Bill grinned.
"It's okay, I'm good." Relics said when he stopped coughing and all the milk was clear.
"Oh bill, you're going to kill someone one day." Miyu sighed. "But anyways, Relics, how have you been? Lana told me all about last night-"
"What about last night!" Bill exclaimed.
The canine and falcon looked to the grinning lynx. "Well apparently, our friend stayed the night at a certain minx's house."
The falcon's beak dropped and so did the canine's muzzle. Their eyes wide they looked at the human, unable to think of anything to say except for…
"Duuuude!" Falco exaggerated.
"Hi-five!" Bill said and raised his hand up high, almost too high for Relics to reach. The human didn't look Bill in the eye, just lightly tapped Bill's hand.
'Such a white guy hi-five.'
"What did you two do? Did you get into her-" Bill questioned but one hiss from Miyu stopped his over-badgering questions. No one was allowed to talk about Lana like she was some bimbo that Relics picked up last night. "Did you exchange the maritals?"
"No, we didn't." Relics sighed and poked his salad while keeping his attention entirely focused on the salad. "We slept in the same room until her parents got home."
"Oh shit!" Bill gasped and covered his muzzle as he grinned like a madman and giggled like a schoolgirl.
"No fucking way! How are you still alive!" Falco gapped.
The speckled lynx finished for Relics. "Luckily for him, Lana was able to save him." She purred.
"That's my boy, bag the ladies and run from their daddies- ow!" Bill yipped when Miyu kicked him in the shin, creating an instant bruise. "Ow! Again!" He yipped when Relics kicked him but the pit-bull thought it was Miyu.
"Where were you two in all this?" Falco asked.
"We went home." Fox smirked.
Falco nodded and then scowled to himself. If there was one thing he hated, it was people getting more action then him, in both definitions of the word action.
"Hey where's Slippy?" Fox asked when he realized his childhood friend was nowhere to be seen.
"He forgot his money so he ran home to go get it. You know that fat-ass, can't settle with just one helping. He's like the amphibian version of Fara." The avian said before he got smacked on the head from behind.
"You calling me fat Falco?" The vixen asked as she sat down to Fox's right and Falco's left.
"No, I'm calling you a landfill which is never satisfied until you throw the fridge in there!" Falco snapped.
'Thank God they've forgotten me.' Relics sighed with relief in his head as Falco and Fara had at it. He almost fell asleep because he was still so tired, but the bell rang so loud that he was jolted awake.
Because of all the putrid stinks in gym and all the exercise, Relics found himself unable to catch any sleep in gym. Finally fifth period math rolled around and he made his way to the rough, uncomfortable, cold desk, but if you haven't slept in almost twenty four hours, those desks are like clouds.
'Oh vile temptress, why do you tempt me so?' Relics asked himself as he rested his head on the cool wood of the desk. His body quickly warmed the wood and his eyes fluttered so shyly downwards. 'A fluttershy if you will.' The human mused to himself as Fara began to fade away to black.
Within seconds, Relics was asleep and his quiet breaths turned to gentle snores, and then it sounded like he was trying to inhale the atmosphere. Fara giggled silently to herself as the human snored away on his desk. Everyone knew he was asleep, even the teacher, but no one wanted to wake the sleeping human. Instead, they all proceeded as if he wasn't even there, that is until he started talking in his sleep.
First it started with a few grunts and moans which drew everyone's skittish attention to him. Then the human started talking.
"Ugh, kill… kill! Kill all Cornerians... Kill all Cornerians! Kill!" He moaned louder and louder.
Immediately everyone's desks started to scoot away from his and the combined screeching of the desks woke the groggy human.
"Ugh. Did I fall asleep?" Relics yawned and looked to the wide eyed Fara. He yawned again. "Sorry, I was having such a wonderful dream." Relics said and looked around the classroom. "I think you all were in it."
~X~X~X~X~
'No! Not again!' Relics thought to himself as Mr. Mochas' lecture droned on and he was becoming a slave to his exhaustion. He didn't want to make a genocidal ass out of himself again, but oh the air in the room was like a warm blanket that coddled him lovingly. 'Can't sleep, furries will eat me.' He started chanting to himself mentally so that he'd be free of the siren's song that is sleep.
'You know what? I won't sleep! I'll just rest my eyes for a few seconds, soothe my tired eyes. Just a few seconds…' The human told himself as he once again passed out.
~X~X~X~X~
"Hey there baby… you're pretty fine." Relics muttered in his sleep. "Want to help me kill all Cornerians?"
"Come on Relics, time to go." The human heard as someone gently poked him and shook him awake.
The teen's head shot up instantly and he looked around. The class was entirely deserted besides him, the teacher, and the russet feline Tracy. Outside the classroom he could hear the voices, the shuffling, and the noises of people passing by to get to their next class.
"Again?" The human grumbled to himself.
"Rough night last night?" Tracy asked as the groggy human stood up and grabbed his things.
"Like scrapping a knee on concrete." Relics grunted, his voice still half asleep.
"Ooh, that is bad." Tracy said and followed Relics out to the hallway. "You have fun in sixth period Relics."
"See ya Tracy, and thanks!" Relics said before they parted ways. 'Thanks for waking me up from my dream with Lana on a beach. Bitch.' He thought rather unfairly of the feline. He knew it was mean to think that, but when was the next time he'd be rubbing lotion on Lana's bare back?
The human ventured through the halls of school. His reputation preceded him in his stride and people moved to make sure it was always unbroken. If he wanted some water at a water fountain, all he had to do was move to the front and everyone would walk away. Of course he would never do that, seeing as how the school pipes made the water taste like copper. But still.
"RELICS!" Someone shouted behind the human, but he was too tired to jump with fright.
"Huh? What? Oh, it's you Bill." Relics grunted and now flew in formation at the burly pit-bull's right.
"How ya doing buddy? I heard from Lana that Mr. Sunshine was kind of sleepy today. Up all night riding Lana's sweeeeeet backside eh?" The pit-bull laughed before continuing his hazing. "Then comes in all mommy and daddy to keep ya from finishing."
'Stupid annoying pit-bull, never has anything but sex jokes to say. Wait a minute!' Relics realized and because of how tired he was, he announced his revelation to the canine.
"Bill! You're a pit-bull!" Relics said with wide eyes, which were the widest they had been all day.
Bill looked at Relics like he was crazy. "Uh, yeah. I am. Work that out by yourself?"
"Well I had Lana's help." Relics sniggered. "Hot damn."
"What?" Bill asked.
"Oh nothing." Relics replied. 'He'll never be able to call me tater!'
"Okay Tater." Bill sighed.
'FUCK!'
With Bill's expert sense of direction, Relics made it to sixth period for the first time without being late. Everyone else was already there, and so Relics and Bill double timed it to file into formation.
"So what are we doing today?" Relics asked as he stood at attention to Bill's left.
"Dunno, looks like… no way!" Bill gasped in a whispered tone. "RELICS! RELICS! We're going on a wild ride and going to have SO much fun!"
'A two hundred and ten, masculine alien telling me we're going to have fun on a wild ride… okay butt-cheeks, start clenching.' He thought as his butt clenched and he stared at the strange flags and colored jerseys that were just a few feet away from the dreaded Fun Zone.
Captain Fritz appeared unexpectedly and took roll. Everyone was accounted for, even Lana who Relics wished he saw before he stepped in line. Still, it was nice hearing her pretty voice.
"Alright, everyone's here, for once." Cpt. Fritz remarked while casting Fox, Relics, and Lana a look. "Now I'm sure you all can guess from all the flags and jerseys I had a certain someone pull out for doing a certain something with another certain someone," he said casting yet another look at Fox and Miyu, "we're testing out the newest versions of the Virtual Reality Training System. Now everyone give me a quick lap around the track, and we'll start."
'Oh boy, a quick jog to wake me up. Okay, left leg go! …Left leg go! LEFT LEG GO!' Relics screamed as he was having problems kick starting his body into motion. His mental egging managed to get him moving eventually, and Relics was now running in the middle, not the fastest, but not the slowest. He could go much faster then that, but he didn't want to bring attention to himself. If his Suppressor wasn't around his neck, he'd have finished before Lana made it a quarter of the way around.
The minx was booking it though; she was well ahead of everyone, including Fox. Miyu was just a bit behind but Relics suspected that was only because she wanted to ogle him from behind (and he was right), Falco next and then a couple others. Until it got to the large cluster of students that Relics fit into. At the end there were a couple of winded people, but the people who were more in shape like Fox, Miyu, Lana, and Relics, were hardly winded at all.
"Bout time, I was getting bored." Fritz scowled as everyone lined up at the pods. "Now form up teams of four."
Relics didn't even blink and he already had his team. Lana, Bill, and Falco flocked to him. He looked to his team and shrugged. Could be worse.
"Ready to play some TEAM DEATHMATCH!" Bill said exasperatingly loud and pumped up like a jock at a game. Some spit flew from the pit-bull's jowls and landed on the human's rage paralyzed face.
Wiping the fluids away he grunted. "What the Hell is team deathmatch?"
Bill just grinned and got all giddy, a pleasure overload preventing him from explaining, so Relics looked to Lana.
"Team deathmatch is Bill's favorite game. Basically we work as a team, complete objectives, and kill all the other teams." She explained with a smile that made Relics almost miss the whole kill the other teams bit.
'She's so cute, and to think my junk was rubbing against her last night.' Relics thought to himself as his heart melt at the adorable sight. He always had a soft spot for animals, and Cornerians looked exactly like animals so it was hard to stay mad at them. Like your cat, just cause it scratches the Hell out of you, doesn't mean you won't pet it twenty minutes later.
The grey canine returned with red colored jerseys for the quartet and was panting for breath. "The good colors always go fast, good thing I'm the fastest on Corneria." Bill sniggered and handed Relics then Lana then Falco a jersey. The human resisted the urge to make a she said joke, and just threw the paint splattered jersey over his shirt.
'Only my pants can get ruined now! Great!'
The pit-bull scurried back to the equipment racks and grabbed weapons for everyone then came rushing back. "Okay, I got Falco the shotgun, I got Lana the rifle, I got myself the submachine gun, and Relics, you can have the knife!"
Relics looked at the plastic knife that Bill handed him. Compared to the sleek, metal paintball guns they had his flimsy little toy was the most emasculating thing ever. He made a pretend stab at someone's gut and found that the "blade" wobbled like a limp appendage.
"You're kidding right?" Relics grunted.
"Nope, I've seen what you can do in close quarter combat buddy, so you get the close quarter weapon!" Bill grinned and loaded his trusty, unbending submachine gun.
Relics looked around; no one else had the knife. 'Note to self, Bill gets this right up his ass followed closely by my foot.'
"I'll take the knife Relics." Lana offered but Relics refused.
"Nah I got this." Relics shrugged. There was no way he'd let Lana walk into a hornets nest of trigger happy teenagers with paintball guns, with only a toy knife you get at a dollar store. "What are the rules though?"
"One shot kill, two hits dead. Guys can hit guys but not girls or they get expelled. Girls can hit guys though, just not in the groin twice." Falco quickly explained.
"Can I stab girls?" Relics asked.
"Nicely."
The human rubbed his temples. "And I can't have a real weapon?" Relics sighed while looking at Bill.
The canine smiled as best he could. "That was the only one left actually. We've got a lot of people this year and the guns went quick. All that else is left are these hidden blade things, but I can never get them to work. They're these little knives that come out with the flick of the wrist and you stab people, stupid little invention."
'MOTHER FUCKER!' Relics swore; as he'd much rather have the fabled weapon of the brotherhood of assassins.
"Can I take dead people's guns?" Relics hoped against hope.
"Nope, they're DNA locked to the user." Falco laughed.
"Don't worry Relics; I'll watch your back." Lana reassured the sulking human. As good as he was in physical contact fights, that didn't count for shit if your opponent blew you away with a gun. Like the old saying goes, never bring a knife to a gunfight.
'This is so stupid. I'm probably going to get hosed by Miyu again. Stupid Cornerians, always screwing me over one way or another.' Relics grumbled mentally as he and his team made their way into the simulated war torn city.
"You ready?" Lana asked as she stayed particularly close to Relics for his protection.
"As ready as a one legged man in an ass kicking contest." Relics grunted, who was just full of sunshine, joy, and love of life at the moment. Lana giggled and that turned his rather sarcastic and grumpy mood a little less sour. He liked her laugh as much as he liked her purr, fur, and warmth.
"Okay guys, the other teams are going to be gunning for the flag so we need to give it to our best player. Relics, you take it." Bill said and it now became apparent to Relics that Bill was trying to get him killed.
"No! I got the knife! How am I supposed to defend the flag with a knoife?" Relics snapped just as a lot of the lights went out, shrouding the battleground in darkness most everywhere. The only places that were well lit were the chokes, fortifications, and mini-bases. "Actually, I'll take that." Relics grinned evilly.
"That's what I thought!" Bill said and handed the human the flag that was as big as the ones you buy at the dollar store to wave on a national holiday.
'Oh the dollar store, always serving my needs for disposable crap.' Relics thought as he pocketed the red flag.
"Okay guys, follow my lead. If we move quickly we might be able to get to the base just a block away and-" Bill whispered just before a paintball whizzed past his face and splattered on the side of the building he was standing by. "SHIT TAKE COVER!" He screamed and then quickly ducked behind a concrete barrier in the middle of the road.
Falco, Lana, and Relics followed the leader and took cover. Falco shared the barrier with Falco while Lana and Relics hid behind the shell of an old rusted car.
"Relics, can you see where they're shooting from?" Lana asked.
The human peeked out from behind the car's trunk and saw nothing, just a dark and empty street.
"No I can't." Relics said and adjusted the knife in his hand so that the blade looked to the ground when he held it out in front of him. "I've got an idea though. How good are you with that?"
Lana blushed. "Let's just say that you don't want to get on my bad side with it in my hands." She purred.
"EAT SHIT ASSHOLES!" Bill screamed and popped out from behind the barrier and discharged ten paintballs before ducking back down and nearly becoming whitewashed himself. He hadn't managed to hit anyone, but he drew their attention to him just long enough for Relics to run out and grab their attention.
"What are you-" Lana began but then she saw the locations of the people shooting at them. They were down the street in a small little blown out building so close to each other. The minx wasted no time and quickly rushed to save her friend from getting shot.
'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!' Relics thought as he felt paint splatter all around him as he ran in serpentine. He hadn't been hit yet, but if Lana didn't hurry it up he certainly would be.
"OW!" Relics heard someone scream but was too busy running around like a jackass to care. Then came another scream and then another. Not wanting to be bait anymore, Relics ducked down behind a sandbag wall and caught his breath. It wasn't the exercise that winded him, just the gallons of adrenaline coursing through his veins.
"Relics, are you alright?" Bill shouted out to the human a block away.
"No thanks to you Bill!" Relics shouted back. "Lana!"
"Yes Relics?" She replied as she reloaded her empty rifle.
"You're my girl!" He yelled which made her blush like she had a fever. "Thanks for covering me!"
"Any-Anytime!" Lana stuttered. "I didn't get the last one though, he ran off before I got him in my sights. Stay down! He had a rifle!"
"Well fuck, a cornered sniper and we have no idea where he is." Relics grumbled to himself. He carefully peered out from his cover to survey the ravaged city but found no trace of the sniper. It was too dark and there was too much to take in with just one quick glance. "Hey Bill! You run this time, I'll cover you!"
"Well okay- wait! No!" Bill shouted back when he remembered Relics had the knife.
"We got to do something! We can't just sit here and wait for the sniper to pick us off one at a time!" Falco interjected.
"The featherbrain is right!" Bill said but announced no plan.
The human rolled his storm grey eyes. "Fine." He scowled and quickly dashed from cover to the position of the now dead assailants. If he got shot then that would let Lana know exactly where the sniper was, if he didn't then yahoo for him.
'Come on, come on!' Relics prayed as he ran full sprint to the building and quickly dove in. Not a drop of paint touched him.
Looking around, Relics spotted a possible path the sniper might have taken to get away. There was a small tunnel that might have been a crawlspace at some point. Either way, Relics went in after the sniper silently. There was no noise as he crawled across the ground and he held the knife in his mouth thinking how badass of a pirate he'd make. Once he was through he found himself in yet another building, but this one was closer to his team's position and mostly intact. There was still a roof but the windows were all gone and the floor had holes large enough for Relics to fall into.
'There you are.' Relics thought to himself as he crept towards the silver body. He made sure to spread his weight and kept his footsteps as quiet as could be. Luckily though, Bill and Falco were having an argument over who should run in after Relics so that covered his noise well.
"Almost got you ya little bitch. Shoot my friends and you get it right between those pretty eyes." The fox muttered to himself as his sights were trained on the minx who was waiting for Relics' cue behind the car.
"Oh really?"
Before the vulpine could do anything his left hand was removed from the gun throwing the shot he had lined up completely off. From the shock he received, he pulled the trigger and it went wild. The next thing the vulpine knew was a fist to the muzzle, a knee to the gut, and a harsh acquaintance with the floor after a quick flip over forward.
Just to be sure, Relics made a quick cut across the moaning vulpine's neck. "Dead." The human grunted before leaving the pain wracked vulpine rolling around on the floor in pain.
AUTHOR'S NOTE~~~ Hey guys time for a time skip! I think about a month is what I'm going to shoot for. Don't agree? Then send a word my way. Oh yes, I changed Bill's species from bulldog to pit-bull for two reasons. First is bulldogs are ugly as fuck, and two, I think Bill really is a pit-bull. He looks like it in Star Fox 64 3d, his ears are adorable! Anyways, have a good one peeps! Thanks for reading!