A Cry for Help
"Commander O'Donnell, Starfox is here!" One of the pilots observed.
"What are you waiting for? Call for more invaders, don't underestimate them!" Wolf said calmly.
"Target locked," Fox McCloud said. He pulled the trigger. His arwing fired its hyper lasers at the invaders, causing them to explode.
"Nice shot Fox," Said Bill. Fox said nothing, he only grinned at the remains of his enemies. The four other fighters took off, there was no reason to be here anymore. Their missions were simple: destroy their enemy. These five mobile suits are called arwings, which are flown by five teenage pilots. Fox, a handsome yet mysterious young vulpine who, ever since his father died, rarely showed his emotions. Most think he's suicidal by how seriously he takes his missions. He can be a cold-blooded killer when it comes to killing, but deep down...he's the opposite of that, he just can't seem to find his soft side. There is Bill, who had just accepted the offer to join the team. He is considered the most lively of the five. He has a sense of humor and he also keeps his humor up on the battlefield. There is Peppy, an old veteran, who is quite serious. Then Falco, he also takes his missions seriously, but he is extremly arrogant. Slippy, a very annoying frog who hates to kill even though he knows he has to. These five Pilots are the Starfox team.
Fox stared at the remains left on the battlefield, thinking to himself.
Later that night...
"*Gasp!*" Fox awoke with a start, his fur covered in cold sweat, he was gasping for air. Something didn't feel right. Fox keeled over as his stomach began to cramp horribly. He grabbed his stomach in pain.
"What the hell is going on...?" He demanded, his face covered in pain. He looked at his hand, which suddenly began to fade.
"My...stomach..." Slippy moaned in agony, he screamed in horror as his arm suddenly faded.
Fara suddenly awoke, she yawned and rubbed her eyes. She turned towards her clock. Two thirty A.M. Why do I feel so awake for? She wondered, then sighed.
"Fox, where are you?" she asked softly.
Suddenly, her stomach began to cramp.
"Was it something I ate?" She moaned as it worsened. She grabbed her stomach, she suddenly faded.
The arwings also faded.
"What's going on here?!" Bill screamed, he was flying into some other dimension. Suns, planets, comets, and other sort of things flew around or past him. Lightening filled the hole he was flying through. He suddenly saw a light...a blinding light...
"Oof!" Bill hit the ground with a loud thud. He spat out the grass that flew in his mouth when he landed. He wiped his mouth, than looked around.
"Where am I?" He wondered. He stood up, surveying the area.
Suddenly...
"Ahhh!" Slippy fell on to Bill, knocking him down once again.
"What the hell?!" Bill looked up at Slippy, who stood up.
"Where are we? One second I was sleeping, next thing I know I'm in some other kind of world..." Slippy trailed off, noticing a dinosaur flying over them.
"Are we in the past?" Bill wondered.
"It's very possible..." Slippy said.
"But how did we get here? I mean, you can't just go to the past...someone must have brought us here," Bill looked around.
"Ahhh!" Peppy and Falco hit the ground beside them. Falco landed gracefully, Peppy rolled on the ground and quickly stood up.
"Looks like we aren't the only ones," Bill smiled.
"Where are we?" Peppy asked.
"We're in the past, I think," Slippy said, "I'm not sure."
"The past? Hah! We have excellent technology, but we aren't advanced enough to travel through time," Falco observed.
"Yeah, you're right," Bill said, "But how did we get here?"
Peppy shrugged, then looked around. His eyes widened.
"Look! Our arwings are here too!" He pointed at the five arwings lying on the ground several hundred meters from them.
"If there are five arwings here, then where is Fox?" Duo wondered.
"Heads up!" Slippy yelled. Bill looked up, only to get knocked down again by Fox.
"Why is everyone falling on me?!" Bill yelled.
"Sorry," Fox said impassively.
"If this some of Andoss's work?" Duo demanded. Fox said nothing.
"Look, how about we just look around and see where we are?" slippy demanded.
"Okay, why not?" Peppy followed him. Suddenly, something lightening fast flew over their heads.
"What!" Peppy ducked, alarmed. Something else flew over them, and stopped, landing on the ground gracefully.
"Who-what the hell are you?" Bill demanded.
The man smiled, crossing his arms. He was wearing an orange outfit with black boots. He had wild black hair with black eyes.
"My name is Goku," he said, "I am assuming you are the five Starfox Pilots."
"Um...yeah," Bill stuttered.
Goku smiled, "No need to be frightened, friends."
Suddenly, two other people hovered to the ground next to the man called Goku. One was short, he wore blue spandex with an odd type of armor covering his chest, he wore white gloves and boots. He also had wild black hair, he smirked.
"This is Vegeta," Goku said.
A tall green man loomed behind Goku. His face was impassive. He wore a white turban and cape, with a baggy purple suit. He had pointy ears and he had pink muscles.
"I'm Piccolo," he said.
"Uh, question," Bill said, raising his hand, "How do you know us? How can you fly, and why the hell are we here?"
Goku smiled, "We have a lot of explaining to do, but we'll tell you why you're here."
"Thank you!" Slippy sighed.
"We are fighting a new type of enemy, they're robots in space-fighters much like yours. Despite our strength, we can't defeat them. This is where you come in."
Falco raised an eyebrow.
"You are considered to be experts at Flying, and you have the key to their defeat. We need you to fight along side of us temporarily. This is why we brought you here."
Fox said nothing, he only crossed his arms and pouted.
"So, we're going to help you save the world?" Slippy asked.
"Yes," Goku answered, "Will you help us?"
"I say go for it," Duo said, smiling.
"I'm up for it," Slippy answered.
"Sure," Peppy said.
"piece of cake," Falco bowsted.
Everyone stared at Fox for an answer, he shrugged.
"I think it's a yes. Even if you said no, you're outnumbered, Foxy," Bill laughed, tail wagging.
"We give you our thanks. Now please follow us. We'll bring your arwings along too. Now let's get moving. There is a lot we have to talk about."
TO BE CONTINUED
"Commander O'Donnell, Starfox is here!" One of the pilots observed.
"What are you waiting for? Call for more invaders, don't underestimate them!" Wolf said calmly.
"Target locked," Fox McCloud said. He pulled the trigger. His arwing fired its hyper lasers at the invaders, causing them to explode.
"Nice shot Fox," Said Bill. Fox said nothing, he only grinned at the remains of his enemies. The four other fighters took off, there was no reason to be here anymore. Their missions were simple: destroy their enemy. These five mobile suits are called arwings, which are flown by five teenage pilots. Fox, a handsome yet mysterious young vulpine who, ever since his father died, rarely showed his emotions. Most think he's suicidal by how seriously he takes his missions. He can be a cold-blooded killer when it comes to killing, but deep down...he's the opposite of that, he just can't seem to find his soft side. There is Bill, who had just accepted the offer to join the team. He is considered the most lively of the five. He has a sense of humor and he also keeps his humor up on the battlefield. There is Peppy, an old veteran, who is quite serious. Then Falco, he also takes his missions seriously, but he is extremly arrogant. Slippy, a very annoying frog who hates to kill even though he knows he has to. These five Pilots are the Starfox team.
Fox stared at the remains left on the battlefield, thinking to himself.
Later that night...
"*Gasp!*" Fox awoke with a start, his fur covered in cold sweat, he was gasping for air. Something didn't feel right. Fox keeled over as his stomach began to cramp horribly. He grabbed his stomach in pain.
"What the hell is going on...?" He demanded, his face covered in pain. He looked at his hand, which suddenly began to fade.
"My...stomach..." Slippy moaned in agony, he screamed in horror as his arm suddenly faded.
Fara suddenly awoke, she yawned and rubbed her eyes. She turned towards her clock. Two thirty A.M. Why do I feel so awake for? She wondered, then sighed.
"Fox, where are you?" she asked softly.
Suddenly, her stomach began to cramp.
"Was it something I ate?" She moaned as it worsened. She grabbed her stomach, she suddenly faded.
The arwings also faded.
"What's going on here?!" Bill screamed, he was flying into some other dimension. Suns, planets, comets, and other sort of things flew around or past him. Lightening filled the hole he was flying through. He suddenly saw a light...a blinding light...
"Oof!" Bill hit the ground with a loud thud. He spat out the grass that flew in his mouth when he landed. He wiped his mouth, than looked around.
"Where am I?" He wondered. He stood up, surveying the area.
Suddenly...
"Ahhh!" Slippy fell on to Bill, knocking him down once again.
"What the hell?!" Bill looked up at Slippy, who stood up.
"Where are we? One second I was sleeping, next thing I know I'm in some other kind of world..." Slippy trailed off, noticing a dinosaur flying over them.
"Are we in the past?" Bill wondered.
"It's very possible..." Slippy said.
"But how did we get here? I mean, you can't just go to the past...someone must have brought us here," Bill looked around.
"Ahhh!" Peppy and Falco hit the ground beside them. Falco landed gracefully, Peppy rolled on the ground and quickly stood up.
"Looks like we aren't the only ones," Bill smiled.
"Where are we?" Peppy asked.
"We're in the past, I think," Slippy said, "I'm not sure."
"The past? Hah! We have excellent technology, but we aren't advanced enough to travel through time," Falco observed.
"Yeah, you're right," Bill said, "But how did we get here?"
Peppy shrugged, then looked around. His eyes widened.
"Look! Our arwings are here too!" He pointed at the five arwings lying on the ground several hundred meters from them.
"If there are five arwings here, then where is Fox?" Duo wondered.
"Heads up!" Slippy yelled. Bill looked up, only to get knocked down again by Fox.
"Why is everyone falling on me?!" Bill yelled.
"Sorry," Fox said impassively.
"If this some of Andoss's work?" Duo demanded. Fox said nothing.
"Look, how about we just look around and see where we are?" slippy demanded.
"Okay, why not?" Peppy followed him. Suddenly, something lightening fast flew over their heads.
"What!" Peppy ducked, alarmed. Something else flew over them, and stopped, landing on the ground gracefully.
"Who-what the hell are you?" Bill demanded.
The man smiled, crossing his arms. He was wearing an orange outfit with black boots. He had wild black hair with black eyes.
"My name is Goku," he said, "I am assuming you are the five Starfox Pilots."
"Um...yeah," Bill stuttered.
Goku smiled, "No need to be frightened, friends."
Suddenly, two other people hovered to the ground next to the man called Goku. One was short, he wore blue spandex with an odd type of armor covering his chest, he wore white gloves and boots. He also had wild black hair, he smirked.
"This is Vegeta," Goku said.
A tall green man loomed behind Goku. His face was impassive. He wore a white turban and cape, with a baggy purple suit. He had pointy ears and he had pink muscles.
"I'm Piccolo," he said.
"Uh, question," Bill said, raising his hand, "How do you know us? How can you fly, and why the hell are we here?"
Goku smiled, "We have a lot of explaining to do, but we'll tell you why you're here."
"Thank you!" Slippy sighed.
"We are fighting a new type of enemy, they're robots in space-fighters much like yours. Despite our strength, we can't defeat them. This is where you come in."
Falco raised an eyebrow.
"You are considered to be experts at Flying, and you have the key to their defeat. We need you to fight along side of us temporarily. This is why we brought you here."
Fox said nothing, he only crossed his arms and pouted.
"So, we're going to help you save the world?" Slippy asked.
"Yes," Goku answered, "Will you help us?"
"I say go for it," Duo said, smiling.
"I'm up for it," Slippy answered.
"Sure," Peppy said.
"piece of cake," Falco bowsted.
Everyone stared at Fox for an answer, he shrugged.
"I think it's a yes. Even if you said no, you're outnumbered, Foxy," Bill laughed, tail wagging.
"We give you our thanks. Now please follow us. We'll bring your arwings along too. Now let's get moving. There is a lot we have to talk about."
TO BE CONTINUED
