Brandon, Fox, and Falco zoomed through the streets of Corneria in their Arwings. The once bustling, technologically advanced city nearly lay in ruins from the invasion. Parts of buildings were blown off, billboards littered the streets, and sidewalk lamps were short-circuiting left and right. The sky glowed a red-orange color, mixed in with the usual blue. The pollution from the destruction was obviously the culprit. The whole scene appeared as though someone had spilled blood into a pool of beautiful crystal water.

"Jeez," scowled Falco, "don't these things spare ANYTHING?"

Brandon shook his head. "I guess this is why they're called Heartless."

Fox pulled up, and the others followed. As they shot into the air, Fox made an observation. "All the Heartless seem to have backed off. That can only mean one thing."

Falco nodded. "Yep. They're sending the fleet's commander in to finish the job. We can only guess who he is."

Suddenly, a shockwave was sent through the air, nearly blasting the three right out of the sky. "What the…" Brandon looked around, trying to figure out what had happened.

Fox's eyes grew wide. "This can't be…"

The three returned to their formation, and flew forward, to see a giant head and two huge hands floating over the sea right outside the city.

Falco was amazed. "No way! The freak came here himself!"

Veering to avoid a building near the coast, Brandon jerked his controls. "Wait…that's Andross?"

The head laughed. Apparently created from pure computer data, the head was a bright blue, with slightly orange outlining. It had red eyes, and a horrible smile.

Fox cringed. "Ugh. That's him, alright."

Falco sped up. "Well, let's get him! It's now or never!"

Brandon followed suit. "I was thinking the same thing."

Fox shook his head, and followed the two of them. For a minute, the three swarmed the head, firing shots at what seemed to be weak points. After a little while, Falco cursed. "We aren't doing any damage! There's gotta be a better way to hurt him…before we get his attention."

Brandon saw the head turn slightly, and the pupil of a red eye focus on them. "Too late."

A hand swatted at Fox, who barely managed to move out of the way. "I guess we made him mad."

"Just keep shooting! We'll get him!"

Brandon rolled his eyes.

"Falco," Fox said, "we both know that's not gonna work. We need to find out his weakness."

Brandon flew in front of Andross. "I might know one," he said, as he fired directly at Andross' eyes. It didn't phase him one bit. A huge hand swept past Brandon, causing his Arwing to fall a few hundred feet before restabilizing. "All right," Brandon said with a sort of false confidence, "I guess I'll have to try something else."

Fox flew up to try his own shot at Andross. As his laser blasts once again didn't affect the head, he pulled away, trying to let Falco get a shot. Suddenly, his Arwing felt a slight tug in the reverse direction. Fox looked back to see Andross' mouth wide open, air rushing in. He was trying to suck in the Arwing. Fox desperately tugged on his controls, trying to break free, but it was no use. However, just as he was about to be sucked in, his hand slipped, and hit the button to release a bomb from the cargo hold. Andross' mouth closed on the bomb, and Fox was able to escape. Looking back, he saw a distressed look on Andross' face as the bomb exploded.

Brandon saw it too, and smirked. "Guys," he said over the com, "I've got an idea."

After receiving a short explanation, Fox gave Brandon his two cents. "That's crazy! It'll never work! You'll get yourself killed!"

Brandon scoffed. "Nah, it'll work. Trust me."

"Well, Fox, if the kid's in such a hurry to die, I'd say let him. Maybe he's right. Maybe it'll work."

"All right, but this is gonna take split-second timing."

Brandon flew into position. Fox and Falco followed suit. "All right. I'm ready."

Brandon pulled up on the throttle, and the Arwing picked up speed. It flew faster, faster, faster…until it was going so fast that it was just a blur in the sky! "FALCO! NOW!"

Falco fired a shot in Brandon's path, and it hit Brandon's cargo bay directly. Brandon's panel blinked red, and warning sirens were going off. A light on the panel read "Cargo Bay Jam! Emergency! Do Not Release Bomb!"

Brandon pushed the button to open the cockpit of the Arwing. He laughed as Andross opened his mouth to try to suck up his Arwing. "That's right, sucker. Take the bait."

He smashed a button on his control panel, and more warning lights flashed. "BOMBS DEPLOYED INCORRECTLY! CARGO BAY NOT OPEN! EXPLOSION IMMINENT!"

Brandon smirked. "Say 'goodbye', freak."

He climbed up onto his seat, releasing himself from his straps, and jumped out of his Arwing, plummeting to the ground below. As he descended, Fox's Arwing dove after him, and he managed to grab onto the right wing. As he turned his head to see Andross, he noticed his Arwing surging with visible electric current. The warning sirens could be heard even from the wing of Fox's ship. Andross swallowed the ship, and Brandon smirked.

Andross realized his mistake only too late. Suddenly, the Arwing exploded in his mouth, blowing his head completely to pieces. The shockwave from the explosion was so intense that because of friction in the air, there was a visible circle resonating from the explosion's center. The windows of all the buildings on shore instantly shattered, and Brandon, Fox, and Falco watched as the remains of Andross fell violently to the sea. As Fox and Falco landed, Brandon let himself down from the wing of the Arwing. Fox jumped down, and looked at Brandon, amazed. "How'd you come up with a crazy plan like that?"

Brandon shrugged. "I don't know. You gotta think on your feet, I guess."

Falco laughed. "If I tried suicide missions every day, I think I'd quickly look for a new job."

Brandon pulled out the device he'd been given. "Well, it's been fun and all, but I think you two can handle things from here. I gotta get back to looking for Star."

Fox nodded. "All right. Think you'll ever find that Xanthas character?"

"Don't know."

"Well," Falco said, "if you ever DO find him, let him know we're fairly ticked off that he didn't stay to help."

Brandon laughed. "Can do."

He punched in some random numbers into the device, and vanished.