Chapter 5
Fox was packing a few supplies into the cargo area of his ArWing. "Fox, you know it's a trap! There's no way you're going in alone!" said Peppy. "Yeah, Fox," agreed Falco. "That Scales character ain't gonna give you Krystal jus' for followin' him. He only wants ta lure ya someplace where he can ambush ya and finish ya off quickly." Slippy just stood there sadly.
Fox turned, the fur under his eyes damp from tears. But the eyes themselves showed grim determination. "Guys, I know that. But I can't let Krys remain in Scales' clutches. If I don't do as he says, all he has to do is use his hook. That's why I have to go alone."
The others knew there was no stopping him. Once he got his mind set on something, he wouldn't stop for anything. That's why he was their leader. Determination.
Fox closed the cargo compartment and said, "You guys take care of yourselves while I'm gone. Falco, you're in command. Try to stay out of trouble." Fox pulled himself up the steps, remembering how easily he had leapt up only the day before. The cockpit hatch closed. He pressed the ignition switch and punched in the access code. The G-Diffuser activated, causing the craft to hover, while the landing gear retracted.
Fox then pressed the button to start the engine. It slowly gathered energy until a large energy ball was glowing bright blue at the end. It then expelled the energy, firing the ship out into space. Fox entered the coordinates into the computer. Fox looked at the screen readout. "Hmm, an asteroid field. Scales sure doesn't want me to have an easy way in." He turned on the autopilot, and the ArWing rocketed off into the depths of space.
Back on the Great Fox, Falco looked at Slippy. "Did you install the tracking device?"
"Yeah, I did."
"Good."