SFA 2: Revenge of Scales
By Dak Kaliero
Prologue
A clear sky shone over the Krazoa Palace on Dinosaur Planet. The spirits had been returned, and all was peaceful once again. The SharpClaw guard on the roof, Dak Kaliero, was relaxing. Nothing ever happens here anymore, he thought. All we do is sit around and laze. It's boring.
For, only a week earlier, Fox McCloud had defeated General Scales once and for all. The evil General that had oppressed the SharpClaw, making them act as soldiers, had been killed in the final Krazoa Shrine, though everyone still wasn't quite sure how it had happened. But the point was that Scales was finally gone.
Suddenly a sound came from the direction of the sixth Krazoa Shrine. Dak leapt up, his quarterstaff in his hands, calling, "Who's there? Show yourself!" He walked to the Shrine entrance portal, seeing no one around. Could they have gone into the Shrine? he thought curiously, stepping onto the warp.
He was gripped for a moment with the strange feeling of disintegration, then reintegration. At his presence, the gate of the Shrine opened, and he stepped in. "Who's there?" he called once again.
Dak barely saw a green flash before twin hooks raked across his face, and the force of the blow knocked him out.
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Chapter 1
(1 month later)
BeepBeepBeep! "Yah!" Fox fell out of his bed with a yell, toppling to the floor with a thud. "Wha..?" He muttered drowsily, still half-asleep. "Oh," he said turning off the alarm clock. "Krystal, why didn't you wake me up?" he asked, then rubbed his eyes and noticed his wife wasn't there. She's probably in the bathroom, he thought with a shrug, and walked to the Great Fox's mess hall.
Peppy, Falco, and Slippy were all there, and eating. "Cold pizza and a soda, ROB," he said, and ROB served the food up immediately. "Fox, your current eating habits are not in regulation with the General Pepper's recommendation of a well-balanced breakfast," ROB said in his monotone voice. "Yeah, yeah," Fox responded, ignoring him. "Mmmm... Pepperoni..."
The door hissed open, and Krystal walked in. The sight of her woke Fox up completely. She stood in the doorway, wearing her new StarFox Team uniform. Her new boots sparkled radiantly. She had on the green uniform pants, a red tank top, and a white short-sleeved jacket, open in front. Her shiny StarFox badge had two feathers to each wing, designating second-in-command. Fox noted with satisfaction that she had clipped her blaster holster to her hip.
Krystal laughed, "What are you staring at, Fox?" She sat down next to him, ordering toast and scrambled eggs with orange juice. "I'm sorry I didn't wake you up earlier, but I was thinking about things..." her face looked troubled. "I still don't know who killed my parents," she said sadly. She was referring to something that had happened a few years ago. Her home planet, Cerinia, had been wiped barren by a biological attack. Krystal had been the only survivor.
"Don't worry, Krystal," Fox said. "We'll find out in due time." He hugged her, saying, "We're always traveling throughout Lylat, and we're sure to find someone who knows."
He didn't truly believe what he said, but Krystal had been dwelling on this topic of late. He wanted to make her feel better, so he tried to give her some consoling words. But that didn't mean he didn't still feel like a louse.
At that moment, he made a promise to himself. Krystal, I vow to find out what happened to your parents. I'll investigate every lead we find, until we find the right one. Then I'll go through to the end.