As Dexter fired upon the huge beast that stood in front of him, other monsters began to immerge from the grey oozed lumps. "Run for it!" Fox said leading the team out of the lab. Fox, Krystal, Dexter and Falco left accept for Dr Anderson who was amazed by what he saw. "Fascinating, would you look at that?" he said. Dexter then came back from around the door and pulled Anderson through it to his surprise.
Back on Katina, the last of the ground missiles hit the battlefield outside the base. He explosion echoed across the desert backgrounds and then all went quiet. The dust from all the explosions rose into the air and created a foggy atmosphere for the Katina forces on the front line. A badger held his rifle tightly around the handles and exercised his index finger on the trigger. His visor on his grey helmet like the other animals around him reflected the rising smoke and dust in front of him. General Pepper and General Goat looked on from the pyramid-shaped base. "Is it over?" Asked Pepper. "I don't know," Goat said back to him.
Back on the Great Fox, Peppy and Slippy worked on re-establishing contact with Fox and the others inside the base. "There must be a way of reaching them," Peppy said tapping buttons on his computer. "There is," Slippy said, "I've been checking over the plans of the station. There's a communication sector near the corpse holding chambers."
Slippy tapped a few buttons to bring the plans up on the hologram. Once again the station revealed itself on the hologram as the metal ball on a huge amount of rock. Slippy got up from his seat and pointed to the near-centre of the ball. "It should be located here on the 19th inner layer. If they can get there they can shut down the jamming devices around the station." "But how do we know they'll get over there?" Peppy asked continuing to press buttons. "Prey for it to happen," Slippy said to in lower voice, "that's all we can do."
On the station, the other Star Fox team members, Dexter and Dr. Anderson were on the run from the horde of zombies following them. The zombies were mixed from normal bodied to giant titans with god-like muscles. A few metres ahead was a right turning across a long glass bridge with a metal floor leading to another inner-layer of the base. "I've got an idea," Fox said, "everyone take out your explosives." The team ran onto the bridge and took out anything they had. Krystal pulled a C4 explosive from her right-leg pocket; Fox and Falco grabbed some grenades out of their backpacks, Dexter took out a timed mine and Dr Anderson reached into his lab coat and handed Dexter a small metal flask. "Er, could this be any use?" Anderson asked. Dexter took the flask and smelt the alcohol that had previously been in it. "Damn," Dexter said, "I can't blame you for drinkin' it but how, I'm not even gonna ask."
Suddenly the zombie horde came around the corner. Nothing was on the bridge except for Fox's yellow backpack. The zombies came onto the bridge and one of the normal zombies caught the scent of the strong alcohol coming from the bag. He walked up to the bag, growled at it and then…BOOM! The whole glass bridge was blown away and shadowed from sight by the explosions and black smoke. The team and Dr Anderson watched from behind a corner. "That takes care of them." Falco said smiling a little. "For now," Dr Anderson said cleaning some splattered blood off his horn with a tissue, "They'll be a lot more of those things around here soon. The creatures are starting to evolve a lot more quickly then a calculated they would." "At least we know a weakness now," Dexter said as there walked down the corridor, "They're curious about strong-smelling substances."
The team rested in an office further down the hall. It had been ravaged by the zombies with papers on the floor, overturned desks, filing cabinets destroyed and florescent lights hanging down off the ceiling and flickering as they hung. Fox stood watch at one door window along with Falco who guarded at another door on the other side of the room. Krystal sat down leaning against a wall with Dexter and Anderson opposite her on the other wall. The room was quiet with everyone either looking around the semi-dark room or staring down at the blue carpet. Fox then walked over and sat beside Krystal. "You OK?" Fox asked. "Yeah," Krystal said, "I bet this wasn't your idea of a honeymoon." "No." Fox said. Fox then held Krystal's hand and then they both looked at each other. "Listen Krystal," Fox said, "if somehow we make it out of this, I swear to you that I'm going to take good care of you, and I'll be the best husband I can possibly can." "Thanks Fox," Krystal said. "I love you."
Back on Katina the silence continued with troops standing and waiting to see what had become to their rivals. The dust and smoke was still rising into the air and had now started to blow over the forces and the base. General Pepper looked on from the base through his binoculars. He followed his binoculars around the battlefield watching some soldiers helping out injured comrades and seeing medics calling attention for other soldiers lying motionless on the ground. Shockingly he saw huge amounts of blood staining the desert for miles around.
He saw one medic checking the pulse of a soldier with deep scratches all over his chest. The black body-armour that he had been wearing was now non-existent on his chest and his bare skin was showing. His fur shaved away along with everything else he may have been wearing. Finally the medic gave up, checked his wristwatch and placed a black sheet over him covering his face and injuries. He was dead.
General Pepper put down his binoculars and turned to face his Katina counter-part. "I think it's over." Pepper said to him quietly. "Sirs?" a soldier said from his radio post behind them, "we've got confirmations. One thousand men dead and five thousand others wounded." "Thank you soldier," Goat said back to him, "keep monitoring the ground." "Yes sir!" the soldier said returning to his station. "Well I'm glad it's over," Goat said, "now we can move on to the next order of business." Suddenly a soldier grabbed the Cornerian General and placed handcuffs on him.
"HEY! WHAT'S THE MEANING OF THIS!?!" "General Pepper, you're under arrest. Take him away!"
Back on Katina, the last of the ground missiles hit the battlefield outside the base. He explosion echoed across the desert backgrounds and then all went quiet. The dust from all the explosions rose into the air and created a foggy atmosphere for the Katina forces on the front line. A badger held his rifle tightly around the handles and exercised his index finger on the trigger. His visor on his grey helmet like the other animals around him reflected the rising smoke and dust in front of him. General Pepper and General Goat looked on from the pyramid-shaped base. "Is it over?" Asked Pepper. "I don't know," Goat said back to him.
Back on the Great Fox, Peppy and Slippy worked on re-establishing contact with Fox and the others inside the base. "There must be a way of reaching them," Peppy said tapping buttons on his computer. "There is," Slippy said, "I've been checking over the plans of the station. There's a communication sector near the corpse holding chambers."
Slippy tapped a few buttons to bring the plans up on the hologram. Once again the station revealed itself on the hologram as the metal ball on a huge amount of rock. Slippy got up from his seat and pointed to the near-centre of the ball. "It should be located here on the 19th inner layer. If they can get there they can shut down the jamming devices around the station." "But how do we know they'll get over there?" Peppy asked continuing to press buttons. "Prey for it to happen," Slippy said to in lower voice, "that's all we can do."
On the station, the other Star Fox team members, Dexter and Dr. Anderson were on the run from the horde of zombies following them. The zombies were mixed from normal bodied to giant titans with god-like muscles. A few metres ahead was a right turning across a long glass bridge with a metal floor leading to another inner-layer of the base. "I've got an idea," Fox said, "everyone take out your explosives." The team ran onto the bridge and took out anything they had. Krystal pulled a C4 explosive from her right-leg pocket; Fox and Falco grabbed some grenades out of their backpacks, Dexter took out a timed mine and Dr Anderson reached into his lab coat and handed Dexter a small metal flask. "Er, could this be any use?" Anderson asked. Dexter took the flask and smelt the alcohol that had previously been in it. "Damn," Dexter said, "I can't blame you for drinkin' it but how, I'm not even gonna ask."
Suddenly the zombie horde came around the corner. Nothing was on the bridge except for Fox's yellow backpack. The zombies came onto the bridge and one of the normal zombies caught the scent of the strong alcohol coming from the bag. He walked up to the bag, growled at it and then…BOOM! The whole glass bridge was blown away and shadowed from sight by the explosions and black smoke. The team and Dr Anderson watched from behind a corner. "That takes care of them." Falco said smiling a little. "For now," Dr Anderson said cleaning some splattered blood off his horn with a tissue, "They'll be a lot more of those things around here soon. The creatures are starting to evolve a lot more quickly then a calculated they would." "At least we know a weakness now," Dexter said as there walked down the corridor, "They're curious about strong-smelling substances."
The team rested in an office further down the hall. It had been ravaged by the zombies with papers on the floor, overturned desks, filing cabinets destroyed and florescent lights hanging down off the ceiling and flickering as they hung. Fox stood watch at one door window along with Falco who guarded at another door on the other side of the room. Krystal sat down leaning against a wall with Dexter and Anderson opposite her on the other wall. The room was quiet with everyone either looking around the semi-dark room or staring down at the blue carpet. Fox then walked over and sat beside Krystal. "You OK?" Fox asked. "Yeah," Krystal said, "I bet this wasn't your idea of a honeymoon." "No." Fox said. Fox then held Krystal's hand and then they both looked at each other. "Listen Krystal," Fox said, "if somehow we make it out of this, I swear to you that I'm going to take good care of you, and I'll be the best husband I can possibly can." "Thanks Fox," Krystal said. "I love you."
Back on Katina the silence continued with troops standing and waiting to see what had become to their rivals. The dust and smoke was still rising into the air and had now started to blow over the forces and the base. General Pepper looked on from the base through his binoculars. He followed his binoculars around the battlefield watching some soldiers helping out injured comrades and seeing medics calling attention for other soldiers lying motionless on the ground. Shockingly he saw huge amounts of blood staining the desert for miles around.
He saw one medic checking the pulse of a soldier with deep scratches all over his chest. The black body-armour that he had been wearing was now non-existent on his chest and his bare skin was showing. His fur shaved away along with everything else he may have been wearing. Finally the medic gave up, checked his wristwatch and placed a black sheet over him covering his face and injuries. He was dead.
General Pepper put down his binoculars and turned to face his Katina counter-part. "I think it's over." Pepper said to him quietly. "Sirs?" a soldier said from his radio post behind them, "we've got confirmations. One thousand men dead and five thousand others wounded." "Thank you soldier," Goat said back to him, "keep monitoring the ground." "Yes sir!" the soldier said returning to his station. "Well I'm glad it's over," Goat said, "now we can move on to the next order of business." Suddenly a soldier grabbed the Cornerian General and placed handcuffs on him.
"HEY! WHAT'S THE MEANING OF THIS!?!" "General Pepper, you're under arrest. Take him away!"