Disclaimer: I don't own StarFox or the characters created by Nintendo.
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Introduction: I wrote this because if I continued on my other story, then things will get a lot less action-y. Everything is different, well, almost everything. Erm. History changed because some weird dude messed with a time machine. This was supposed to be the sequel to The Queen and the Common Engineer, but I like having lots of reviews in one place ^_^
Krystal bit her tongue with her lips as she scribbled a note to Fox and Peppy, who were still asleep. 'Gone shopping: The fridge is empty. Be back in around two hours. Krystal: 10:30 AM.' After checking it to make sure that her English spelling was okay, Krystal picked Peppy's wallet from his back pocket and jogged off to town, the rest of the mission pay in tow.
**
'Um, shampoo, soap, frozen pizza,' Krystal checked the items in her head as she filled her paper bag by scraping Peppy's credit card on a magnetic reader and making the thing pop out from a little hatch at the bottom of the machine. These kinds of things made shopkeepers obsolete. 'Maybe Fox needs a new pair of boots, yeah. What's his size again? Wasn't it eleven and a half? That dog has big footpaws.'
The finely made rubber boots rolled down the hatch and onto the floor in front of Krystal. Making another mental check of the inventory, Krystal happily strolled back to the Great Fox's hanger to deliver the goods and see how Peppy reacts to a stolen credit card.
Bumping out of the general store with a large bag balancing dangerously in her arms, the blue vixen made her way on the sidewalk by kicking people in the shins. Hovercars sped by the busy street with tremendous whirs and clicks of gears. Krystal was just about to hail a cab to help her carry the things when Fox's orange-furred face came into view.
"Need help?" Fox asked in a strange tone. Krystal nodded and Fox took the bag for her. Krystal looked at the fox before her and noticed something weird about him.
"What are you doing here?" Krystal raised an eyebrow at Fox. He didn't seem to have much trouble carrying it, but more balancing it than anything. Krystal suddenly noticed that Fox's nametag was gone from his jumpsuit and the StarFox pin was gone from his jacket.
"Thought I'd help," Fox marched down an alleyway that Krystal was sure he didn't usually take.
"Where're you going?"
"Shortcut," Fox said simply. Not after three steps that Krystal was in the alley, the sounds of the street were blocked off. Total silence was heard. Krystal looked around suspiciously, noticing a dead end ahead, but when she looked back at Fox, he had stopped. Instead, he had turned around and was pointing a blaster at Krystal. Krystal chuckled.
"If this is some kind of sick and demented joke, stop it," Krystal said sternly. Fox shrugged and put away his blaster. But after Krystal could say anything, he flipped over a garbage can, took a glass bottle that was inside, and flung it with all his strength at Krystal. She screamed as it missed her, but hit the wall behind her. The glass shards broke apart and flew all over the place. The last thing Krystal could remember before blacking out was the grinning face of Fox leaning over her.
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"Ugh, I'm hungry," Peppy licked his lips and crumpled up the note that Krystal wrote, "Where's that darn vixen?" Fox frowned disapprovingly.
"She's just probably buying you a gift or something. With her, she's bound to spend some money and some extra time buying a present or two," Fox chuckled, "She's only half an hour late, Peppy. Be patient!"
"No! I want my carrots!" Peppy fumed. Fox sighed in disgust and slipped on his white vest with the StarFox pin, partly obscuring his nametag.
"I'll go look for her. Jeez, you need some chill pills, old bunny," Fox waved goodbye to a snorting hare and jumped out the door.
**
"Now, where's that little girl?" Fox muttered to himself, as he looked into the windows of every shop possible in the tiny town. Giving up after half and hour of searching, Fox sighed and went back home, thinking Krystal went back already.
On his way back, he noticed an alleyway. In front of the alleyway was the most unusual: A boot. Not some old beat up boot that someone would throw away carelessly, but a nice gray one, but just one of a pair. Fox, looking down at his own footpaws, noticed that the old ones he had on were the same size as they were. 'Huh, strange. I wonder who has feet as big as mine?' Fox craned his neck to look into the alleyway and noticed a bag near the entrance. It held the groceries that Peppy wanted.
"Krystal!" Fox yelled, running into the alley, thinking that his wingvixen had been attacked, although nothing like that happened in the town. In a corner near a dead end, Fox found her, a crumpled heap on the ground near sharp glass shards. Gasping, Fox rushed to her side, and when he flipped her head up to look at her, he saw blood, and lots of it, staining the left side of her head. Fox noticed a large shard sticking out of her neck and quickly removed it. The action woke Krystal up.
"Ung..." She whimpered quietly. Fox held her to his chest and patted the top of her head.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm here. It's me, Fox," Fox whispered. Krystal, upon hearing that screamed and backed away into the wall, her eyes open in fright. Fox looked at her in surprise.
"Get away," she croaked hoarsely. Fox shifted towards her and she flinched.
"What? What's going on?" Fox looked around the place that they were in. He saw nobody else and nothing else except for the brick walls that were surrounding them, "Who did this to you?"
"You!" Krystal screamed before she bolted upright and ran off. Fox, totally bewildered, ran after her, his paws stained with her warm blood. Bystanders stared at Fox and Krystal and whispered to each other. Most ran to the phone to call the police, but Fox and Krystal kept running, right to the Great Fox where Peppy just had a confrontation...
*Ten minutes ago*
Krystal stumbled into the Great Fox empty-pawed. Peppy, who was still sitting at the table, twiddling his thumbs, looked at her in anger.
"Where's the food?" Peppy asked loudly, "Do you know how long I've waited?"
"No, I don't," Krystal said calmly. Peppy stared at her suspiciously. Her slight British accent was suddenly gone.
"Where's Fox? Didn't he bump into you?" Peppy asked, shrugging off the strangeness. Krystal's eyes were cold and her irises seemed a darker green than before.
"Nope. I was supposed to bump into you," Krystal sneered as she pulled out a large knife from her belt and slashed it at Peppy. Peppy leaned backward just in time and avoided being sliced apart. His second dodge wasn't so lucky; Krystal's knife caught him in the arm and sliced a deep cut along the entire length of it. Peppy screamed in agony and tackled Krystal down and tried to wrench the knife away from her.
"What the hell are you doing?" Peppy demanded. Krystal kicked him away on his back and didn't answer his question. Raising the knife in a position to stab him, Krystal yelled a cry as she plunged the blade down. Peppy twitched and Krystal's knife missed him. It got lodged in the tiny ceramic space between the tiles. Peppy had just enough time to roll away and grab a butcher knife from the kitchen counter and stab it in her throat. She made an odd noise and spurted blood from her mouth. Peppy shivered in horror as he slid the knife quickly out and dropped it, watching as Krystal's blood stained the floor. Peppy's breathes came in ragged stops and he backed away as far as possible from the corpse, sobbing silently.
A few minutes later, Peppy, still in a corner, heard loud footsteps outside the kitchen. Krystal barged in, looking horrified. Her face was covered in blood and she was panting heavily. She took one look at her own corpse and then at Peppy and fainted cold. Fox crashed in a second later, nearly tripping over the unconscious Krystal and nearly puking at the sight of the dead Krystal.
"Peppy," Fox panted as they exchanged looks between each other, "We have a lot of explaining to do, but you first."
**
A/N: Okay that was weird. Just two more chapters and I'm done with this fiction! Yay! Oops, I think Josh's Krystal is coming after my blood. I know I ripped off my own idea, but wasn't that smart of me? That grocery scene was also in my other fic, but who cares? The situation is totally different!
Introduction: I wrote this because if I continued on my other story, then things will get a lot less action-y. Everything is different, well, almost everything. Erm. History changed because some weird dude messed with a time machine. This was supposed to be the sequel to The Queen and the Common Engineer, but I like having lots of reviews in one place ^_^
Krystal bit her tongue with her lips as she scribbled a note to Fox and Peppy, who were still asleep. 'Gone shopping: The fridge is empty. Be back in around two hours. Krystal: 10:30 AM.' After checking it to make sure that her English spelling was okay, Krystal picked Peppy's wallet from his back pocket and jogged off to town, the rest of the mission pay in tow.
**
'Um, shampoo, soap, frozen pizza,' Krystal checked the items in her head as she filled her paper bag by scraping Peppy's credit card on a magnetic reader and making the thing pop out from a little hatch at the bottom of the machine. These kinds of things made shopkeepers obsolete. 'Maybe Fox needs a new pair of boots, yeah. What's his size again? Wasn't it eleven and a half? That dog has big footpaws.'
The finely made rubber boots rolled down the hatch and onto the floor in front of Krystal. Making another mental check of the inventory, Krystal happily strolled back to the Great Fox's hanger to deliver the goods and see how Peppy reacts to a stolen credit card.
Bumping out of the general store with a large bag balancing dangerously in her arms, the blue vixen made her way on the sidewalk by kicking people in the shins. Hovercars sped by the busy street with tremendous whirs and clicks of gears. Krystal was just about to hail a cab to help her carry the things when Fox's orange-furred face came into view.
"Need help?" Fox asked in a strange tone. Krystal nodded and Fox took the bag for her. Krystal looked at the fox before her and noticed something weird about him.
"What are you doing here?" Krystal raised an eyebrow at Fox. He didn't seem to have much trouble carrying it, but more balancing it than anything. Krystal suddenly noticed that Fox's nametag was gone from his jumpsuit and the StarFox pin was gone from his jacket.
"Thought I'd help," Fox marched down an alleyway that Krystal was sure he didn't usually take.
"Where're you going?"
"Shortcut," Fox said simply. Not after three steps that Krystal was in the alley, the sounds of the street were blocked off. Total silence was heard. Krystal looked around suspiciously, noticing a dead end ahead, but when she looked back at Fox, he had stopped. Instead, he had turned around and was pointing a blaster at Krystal. Krystal chuckled.
"If this is some kind of sick and demented joke, stop it," Krystal said sternly. Fox shrugged and put away his blaster. But after Krystal could say anything, he flipped over a garbage can, took a glass bottle that was inside, and flung it with all his strength at Krystal. She screamed as it missed her, but hit the wall behind her. The glass shards broke apart and flew all over the place. The last thing Krystal could remember before blacking out was the grinning face of Fox leaning over her.
**
"Ugh, I'm hungry," Peppy licked his lips and crumpled up the note that Krystal wrote, "Where's that darn vixen?" Fox frowned disapprovingly.
"She's just probably buying you a gift or something. With her, she's bound to spend some money and some extra time buying a present or two," Fox chuckled, "She's only half an hour late, Peppy. Be patient!"
"No! I want my carrots!" Peppy fumed. Fox sighed in disgust and slipped on his white vest with the StarFox pin, partly obscuring his nametag.
"I'll go look for her. Jeez, you need some chill pills, old bunny," Fox waved goodbye to a snorting hare and jumped out the door.
**
"Now, where's that little girl?" Fox muttered to himself, as he looked into the windows of every shop possible in the tiny town. Giving up after half and hour of searching, Fox sighed and went back home, thinking Krystal went back already.
On his way back, he noticed an alleyway. In front of the alleyway was the most unusual: A boot. Not some old beat up boot that someone would throw away carelessly, but a nice gray one, but just one of a pair. Fox, looking down at his own footpaws, noticed that the old ones he had on were the same size as they were. 'Huh, strange. I wonder who has feet as big as mine?' Fox craned his neck to look into the alleyway and noticed a bag near the entrance. It held the groceries that Peppy wanted.
"Krystal!" Fox yelled, running into the alley, thinking that his wingvixen had been attacked, although nothing like that happened in the town. In a corner near a dead end, Fox found her, a crumpled heap on the ground near sharp glass shards. Gasping, Fox rushed to her side, and when he flipped her head up to look at her, he saw blood, and lots of it, staining the left side of her head. Fox noticed a large shard sticking out of her neck and quickly removed it. The action woke Krystal up.
"Ung..." She whimpered quietly. Fox held her to his chest and patted the top of her head.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm here. It's me, Fox," Fox whispered. Krystal, upon hearing that screamed and backed away into the wall, her eyes open in fright. Fox looked at her in surprise.
"Get away," she croaked hoarsely. Fox shifted towards her and she flinched.
"What? What's going on?" Fox looked around the place that they were in. He saw nobody else and nothing else except for the brick walls that were surrounding them, "Who did this to you?"
"You!" Krystal screamed before she bolted upright and ran off. Fox, totally bewildered, ran after her, his paws stained with her warm blood. Bystanders stared at Fox and Krystal and whispered to each other. Most ran to the phone to call the police, but Fox and Krystal kept running, right to the Great Fox where Peppy just had a confrontation...
*Ten minutes ago*
Krystal stumbled into the Great Fox empty-pawed. Peppy, who was still sitting at the table, twiddling his thumbs, looked at her in anger.
"Where's the food?" Peppy asked loudly, "Do you know how long I've waited?"
"No, I don't," Krystal said calmly. Peppy stared at her suspiciously. Her slight British accent was suddenly gone.
"Where's Fox? Didn't he bump into you?" Peppy asked, shrugging off the strangeness. Krystal's eyes were cold and her irises seemed a darker green than before.
"Nope. I was supposed to bump into you," Krystal sneered as she pulled out a large knife from her belt and slashed it at Peppy. Peppy leaned backward just in time and avoided being sliced apart. His second dodge wasn't so lucky; Krystal's knife caught him in the arm and sliced a deep cut along the entire length of it. Peppy screamed in agony and tackled Krystal down and tried to wrench the knife away from her.
"What the hell are you doing?" Peppy demanded. Krystal kicked him away on his back and didn't answer his question. Raising the knife in a position to stab him, Krystal yelled a cry as she plunged the blade down. Peppy twitched and Krystal's knife missed him. It got lodged in the tiny ceramic space between the tiles. Peppy had just enough time to roll away and grab a butcher knife from the kitchen counter and stab it in her throat. She made an odd noise and spurted blood from her mouth. Peppy shivered in horror as he slid the knife quickly out and dropped it, watching as Krystal's blood stained the floor. Peppy's breathes came in ragged stops and he backed away as far as possible from the corpse, sobbing silently.
A few minutes later, Peppy, still in a corner, heard loud footsteps outside the kitchen. Krystal barged in, looking horrified. Her face was covered in blood and she was panting heavily. She took one look at her own corpse and then at Peppy and fainted cold. Fox crashed in a second later, nearly tripping over the unconscious Krystal and nearly puking at the sight of the dead Krystal.
"Peppy," Fox panted as they exchanged looks between each other, "We have a lot of explaining to do, but you first."
**
A/N: Okay that was weird. Just two more chapters and I'm done with this fiction! Yay! Oops, I think Josh's Krystal is coming after my blood. I know I ripped off my own idea, but wasn't that smart of me? That grocery scene was also in my other fic, but who cares? The situation is totally different!