Disclaimer: All references to Star Fox belong to Nintendo. Blade, Durin,
and anyone else that doesn't belong to Nintendo belongs to me. Scraff, of
course, belongs to Scraff.
Sorry I haven't up-loaded in a while, but sometimes things get in the way. (School, Scouts, Blah, blah, blah) This story should be drawing to a close soon. Now, onto the "Feature Presentation."
------------------------ 'Thought' 'Modern character thought' ------------------------
The Lone Wolf. Part 4 Written by: Blade. Co-written by Scraff.
Black. All he could see was black. It wasn't just any black either. It was perfect black. The wolf then saw something in the endless field of darkness. It was bright. 'Am I dying?' As it came closer, Blade could see it. The light was more like a screen. Actually that's what it was.
---Flash Back---
'What's going on?' A baby was sitting on the ground, crying, while his parents ran around with a look of fear on their faces. Sirens were going off like mad, and the staff were also running around. "Madam President! We must get you and you family to the capsules!" "What is happening?" "The Dark Wolf Empire is attacking my lady!" "Now? Impossible!" The look of fear on her face turned to a look of Horror. "Durin?" The President called out for her husband. Durin walked up to her, fear painted on his face, but his face was kind. There was no anger in his eyes this time. 'Strange.' "Yes Raina?" "Take James with you." "O.k." Durin hadn't even finished his first sentence before the child was picked up off the floor by Raina and pushed into his arms. After this happened, Durin ran off, the child clinging to him.
He hadn't gotten very far before they encountered a younger wolf. The younger one had a look of pure terror on his face. "Father?" "Son! Let's go! Where have you been?" "I've been training in the south corridors." The two wolfs ran of down the tunnel. "Father! I can't leave the Wolf Heart!" "What are you talking about?!" ' What is going on here? What are this 'Wolf heart'?' They ran until they came upon a fork in the tunnel. An adviser was waiting for them. "Durin! Young one! Come with me, and don't forget the little one." 'What's going on?' Durin picked up the child -James- and followed the adviser.
They soon came to two small chambers. Durin looked over at his son, who was walking towards the room right next to his, the young wolf's sword shining in his hands. "Farewell. And fight hard!
A large explosion rocked the tunnel, as the far wall was blown apart. Several soldiers in black armor appeared through the hole. They took one quick look around, then separated to form separate lines. A tall dark figure stepped through the hole and raised his paw. A white mist shot from his paw and the wolf closest to him froze. He had an evil smile on his face as more mist spread throughout the cavern. The dark armored wolfs lunged at the creature holding the sword. The sword instantly turned a bright yellow/red/orange mix before it made contact with the metal of the other blades.
"The Dark Wolfs are attacking! Get Going! You'll be safe in the caves! GO!" The young wolf with the sword was yelling now. Durin ran inside the room, and closed the door behind him. 'I hope everyone will be alright.' A white mist seeped through the stone. The last thing Durin saw and heard before the temperature dropped and he drifted of to sleep, was the crying child in his arms and the muffled sound of battle. 'Please let them be all right.
----End Flashback----
"NO!"
Blade instantly sat up. He spun his head from side to side several times to try and figure out where he was. For some reason, tears were running down his face from his eyes, or more appropriately, his one good eye. One of them was bandaged up in what seemed like five pounds of gauss.
He soon released that he was in the academy infirmary. A doctor came running in to see what the trouble was. "Good! Your awake." The doctor said in a relieved tone, his voice thick with a British accent. "You were in a coma for nearly eight hours. You had us all scared young one. 'Why does everyone call me that?' "What happened?" "Don't you remember lad? You had a huge battle and won! You did lose a lot of blood though." Everything was starting to come back to him now. The fight, the shot, and that voice, (By now, he'd forgotten the dream) Blade felt so confused. It didn't make sense. Why wouldn't it add up? What was all this happening to him?
Blade was so deep in thought, that he didn't notice the doctor removing the bandages that covered his eye until it was off. "There. Much better." Blade was jolted from his thoughts by a mirror that had been thrust in front of his face. Blade looked at his reflection and almost fainted.
There was a scar. It was a huge scar! It ran down the right side of his face for nearly four and a half inches. But it was still cool. Then the facts hit him. If Blade couldn't see with both eye's, how could he be a pilot? Regulation stated that a pilot must have perfect 20-20 vision and TWO eyes. His spirit sank to the bottom of his stomach. His head dropped as the tears came again.
"What am I doing here." Blade whispered.
6/14/2016 A.C. (1500 hours)
"Man! I can't believe they let you out on the same day!" Fox was very surprised to see Blade at the end of the day. Blade had been released nine hours after he received his injury, he still wasn't feeling any better though. He knew that he couldn't become a pilot. He only had one eye. He needed two. "Why are you so down Blade? You should be happy to be out of there." "I have to go." Blade said in a low voice. "I can't stay here." "What do you mean?" Fox again sounded surprised. "I can't become a pilot anymore." "Why!?" "D@^$ It Fox! Don't you see? Tears were coming back to Blade's eye. "To fly, you need TWO EYES! I only have one." His voice ended in a whisper.
"What are you talking about!?" Fox Exclaimed. "Who said that you need to have Two eyes to fly? You can fly blind for all I care."
This started to lift Blade's spirits a lot, and before he knew it, there was a light spring in his step.
"Know what? If you hurry, you might be able to make it to last period. Better hurry." With this, Blade thanked his friend for the info and ran off down the hallway to the academy's shop. There, he found a nice pair of dark glasses he could use to cover up at least half of the scar. He soon found himself running to class.
When he got there, he looked in to find the teacher giving a very long, boring lecture. Blade decided that now was the best time to try and sneak into class, considering that most people were asleep anyway. He pushed the door open slowly and walked in. No one noticed him. 'This is perfect.' Blade thought to him self, right before the door closed behind him, making a loud 'thunk.' All eyes instantly turned towards him. He felt the heat rise in his face. Blade was thankful for his fur, for it covered up his now red face.
There was utter silence. Blade noticed the teacher was looking at him also. 'He's gonna kill me for interrupting the lecture.' Blade saluted and found his seat, while the entire class was still looking at him. He sat down, and the teacher started speaking again. The students looked back to the teacher; except one. A cat was still looking at him. 'What's with these preppies?' "Sir." The blue furred cat spoke up. "Yes, Katherine?" "Students aren't allowed to wear sunglasses to class." She had a happy tone in her voice. She disliked Blade in every way, and Blade knew it. 'Dang' "She's right," the teacher responded with a tired voice, like he'd just lost a five-minute arm wrestling match. "So Blade, lose the glasses." Reluctantly, Blade took of the sunglasses and showed his scar. Gasps ran threw the class like wildfire. Some laughed. Others were in awe. But all around, everyone was just shocked. Class then started up again, and time slowed down drastically.
Finally, class let out, and everyone left in a hurry; except Blade. He didn't want to get stuck in a crowed and become the center of attention. After a while he left, to find the halls still packed, but was lucky to find Fox. "Come on! It's almost time for the concert!" Fox yelled to him. "What concert?" Fox gave Blade a look that said 'You've got to be kidding me.' "Oh." Blade got the point.
The two friends managed to fight their way through the crowd, and act that was twice as hard because Fox was there, (He was really popular) and because Blade was there too (He was really, REALLY popular). They managed to get to the auditorium, which was where their instruments were located, and put on the show of their young lives.
Later that year.
10/28/2016 A.C. (0900 hours)
'Will it ever end?' Blade had been flying through empty space for three hours. He was now a member of Star Fox, and had been sent to investigate some activity on a planet that was on the outskirts of the Lylat System. Hr was also getting bored, which was a bad thing, because when Blade thought about things, he usually thought about things from his past. 'What planet did I come from? What were my mother's and the rest of my family's names? Am I doing the laundry tomorrow, or is Slippy doing it tonight?' As he pondered these thoughts, his radar blipped a little, showing a small planet. 'Finally' Blade let out a sigh at the same time that he let out his landing gears. He jumped out of his Advanced Arwing, (Slippy had made it at his request) and started to look around. The first thing he noticed was that it was cold. It also had a large hole near where he had landed.
After scanning the hole, Blade discovered that it wasn't just a hole. It was a very complex system of tunnels. 'Why do I get the feeling that I've been here before?'
He scanned again, only to find that the source of the activity was close, but not on the surface. Blade shrugged his shoulders, and jumped down the hole.
He soon discovered that it was not a very deep hole, In a painful way. He hadn't expected the sudden stop so soon, and found himself sitting on a very sore bottom. He groaned as he stood up, and started walking down the tunnels.
Blade had been walking for hours, and his feet were getting blistered. He knew that he was getting very close to the source, but he just couldn't find it. Luckily, he had marked the exit in his PDA.
He started to gripe to himself about how this was useless, and that he should leave, when he came across a brightly lit room. Blade looked at his PDA, and found that he was close to what he was looking for. "Maybe it branches of." Blade drew his Gun-Blade and walked into the room. He discovered that it was much larger that he originally had thought it was, and that it branched out at one point.
He was about to go down this passage when a gleam of silver caught his eye. He turned his head to look to the center of the cavern and noticed a bright, silver sword, not too different from his own, in the center. Blade walked over to it and looked at the magnificent more closely.
As he examined the sword, he noticed a little red ball near the handle. It looked like it was fused into the sword.
It was obviously red, but something else caught his eye. There was a slight disturbance in the ball, like some one was taking a stick and stirring the water with it. After deciding that it wasn't dangerous, he picked it up. Then something happened that he hadn't expected.
The sword disintegrated in his hands. Blade stepped back, a look of horror on his face.
'Ah, crap! What'd I do?'
It had all turned to dust. But the little red ball we still in on piece, unfazed.
Blade looked around, decided that this little thing couldn't be a problem, and touched it. He tried to put it back on the stand where he had found the sword.
It was hot, and Blade almost dropped it, but he soon forgot about the heat when he noticed the disturbance in the sphere again. 'What the. the red is swirling?' It was. The red smoke started to spin faster and faster.
An electric jolt that traveled through his body, causing him to scream. Then, the ball was gone.
He turned his head to try and find it, but he couldn't see it. He then heard noises. He spun around to find that he had been cornered by dark-furred creatures. They looked like Wolfs, but they weren't. He lifted his Gun-Blade to his face (his traditional fighting stance) and was about to attack when he noticed a shining red light coming from above his paw. "What the!? How did that get there?" The little red ball had attached itself to his weapon, and was shining brightly. 'Oh well, I'll figure that out later.' His Gun-Blade suddenly turned a bright blue color. It almost looked like it was flaming. He felt something in his arms. Power!
Blade smiled to himself, but then noticed many more were crowding into the cavern. He decided that fighting wasn't the best idea at the time. Blade looked around it the sea of Black Armor to try to find a way out. After a few moments, he decided that there was only one way out. He raised the blade back up to his face. The flame surrounding it grew larger.
He then attacked the creatures that had surrounded him, and broke through their lines quite fast. Somehow, his strength had improved tremendously. His sword didn't want to run from the battle--literally--. It held him back. Even though the swords pull was strong, Blade's was stronger. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him, and finally managed to escape the caves (With about a thousand or more black soldiers running after him) and jumped into his Arwing. He took off.
As the ship hovered above the plane surface, he could see many black things on the surface and many more coming out of the hole. 'What the heck is going on? What just happened? What happened.to me?" He thought about these things 'til he got into space, where he thought about other things to try to get his mind off of what just happened.
'Maybe Peppy's doing the laundry tonight.'
And yet, through this all, Blade didn't notice the strange carvings that had appeared on his Gun-Blade.
They read, "Wolf Heart"
Hey folks. Sorry I haven't up-loaded in a while, but things get in the way. One quick thing. If the flashback doesn't make sense to you, read Scraff's piece, the "Sword Keeper." Enjoy that and R&R both this and that.
Sorry I haven't up-loaded in a while, but sometimes things get in the way. (School, Scouts, Blah, blah, blah) This story should be drawing to a close soon. Now, onto the "Feature Presentation."
------------------------ 'Thought' 'Modern character thought' ------------------------
The Lone Wolf. Part 4 Written by: Blade. Co-written by Scraff.
Black. All he could see was black. It wasn't just any black either. It was perfect black. The wolf then saw something in the endless field of darkness. It was bright. 'Am I dying?' As it came closer, Blade could see it. The light was more like a screen. Actually that's what it was.
---Flash Back---
'What's going on?' A baby was sitting on the ground, crying, while his parents ran around with a look of fear on their faces. Sirens were going off like mad, and the staff were also running around. "Madam President! We must get you and you family to the capsules!" "What is happening?" "The Dark Wolf Empire is attacking my lady!" "Now? Impossible!" The look of fear on her face turned to a look of Horror. "Durin?" The President called out for her husband. Durin walked up to her, fear painted on his face, but his face was kind. There was no anger in his eyes this time. 'Strange.' "Yes Raina?" "Take James with you." "O.k." Durin hadn't even finished his first sentence before the child was picked up off the floor by Raina and pushed into his arms. After this happened, Durin ran off, the child clinging to him.
He hadn't gotten very far before they encountered a younger wolf. The younger one had a look of pure terror on his face. "Father?" "Son! Let's go! Where have you been?" "I've been training in the south corridors." The two wolfs ran of down the tunnel. "Father! I can't leave the Wolf Heart!" "What are you talking about?!" ' What is going on here? What are this 'Wolf heart'?' They ran until they came upon a fork in the tunnel. An adviser was waiting for them. "Durin! Young one! Come with me, and don't forget the little one." 'What's going on?' Durin picked up the child -James- and followed the adviser.
They soon came to two small chambers. Durin looked over at his son, who was walking towards the room right next to his, the young wolf's sword shining in his hands. "Farewell. And fight hard!
A large explosion rocked the tunnel, as the far wall was blown apart. Several soldiers in black armor appeared through the hole. They took one quick look around, then separated to form separate lines. A tall dark figure stepped through the hole and raised his paw. A white mist shot from his paw and the wolf closest to him froze. He had an evil smile on his face as more mist spread throughout the cavern. The dark armored wolfs lunged at the creature holding the sword. The sword instantly turned a bright yellow/red/orange mix before it made contact with the metal of the other blades.
"The Dark Wolfs are attacking! Get Going! You'll be safe in the caves! GO!" The young wolf with the sword was yelling now. Durin ran inside the room, and closed the door behind him. 'I hope everyone will be alright.' A white mist seeped through the stone. The last thing Durin saw and heard before the temperature dropped and he drifted of to sleep, was the crying child in his arms and the muffled sound of battle. 'Please let them be all right.
----End Flashback----
"NO!"
Blade instantly sat up. He spun his head from side to side several times to try and figure out where he was. For some reason, tears were running down his face from his eyes, or more appropriately, his one good eye. One of them was bandaged up in what seemed like five pounds of gauss.
He soon released that he was in the academy infirmary. A doctor came running in to see what the trouble was. "Good! Your awake." The doctor said in a relieved tone, his voice thick with a British accent. "You were in a coma for nearly eight hours. You had us all scared young one. 'Why does everyone call me that?' "What happened?" "Don't you remember lad? You had a huge battle and won! You did lose a lot of blood though." Everything was starting to come back to him now. The fight, the shot, and that voice, (By now, he'd forgotten the dream) Blade felt so confused. It didn't make sense. Why wouldn't it add up? What was all this happening to him?
Blade was so deep in thought, that he didn't notice the doctor removing the bandages that covered his eye until it was off. "There. Much better." Blade was jolted from his thoughts by a mirror that had been thrust in front of his face. Blade looked at his reflection and almost fainted.
There was a scar. It was a huge scar! It ran down the right side of his face for nearly four and a half inches. But it was still cool. Then the facts hit him. If Blade couldn't see with both eye's, how could he be a pilot? Regulation stated that a pilot must have perfect 20-20 vision and TWO eyes. His spirit sank to the bottom of his stomach. His head dropped as the tears came again.
"What am I doing here." Blade whispered.
6/14/2016 A.C. (1500 hours)
"Man! I can't believe they let you out on the same day!" Fox was very surprised to see Blade at the end of the day. Blade had been released nine hours after he received his injury, he still wasn't feeling any better though. He knew that he couldn't become a pilot. He only had one eye. He needed two. "Why are you so down Blade? You should be happy to be out of there." "I have to go." Blade said in a low voice. "I can't stay here." "What do you mean?" Fox again sounded surprised. "I can't become a pilot anymore." "Why!?" "D@^$ It Fox! Don't you see? Tears were coming back to Blade's eye. "To fly, you need TWO EYES! I only have one." His voice ended in a whisper.
"What are you talking about!?" Fox Exclaimed. "Who said that you need to have Two eyes to fly? You can fly blind for all I care."
This started to lift Blade's spirits a lot, and before he knew it, there was a light spring in his step.
"Know what? If you hurry, you might be able to make it to last period. Better hurry." With this, Blade thanked his friend for the info and ran off down the hallway to the academy's shop. There, he found a nice pair of dark glasses he could use to cover up at least half of the scar. He soon found himself running to class.
When he got there, he looked in to find the teacher giving a very long, boring lecture. Blade decided that now was the best time to try and sneak into class, considering that most people were asleep anyway. He pushed the door open slowly and walked in. No one noticed him. 'This is perfect.' Blade thought to him self, right before the door closed behind him, making a loud 'thunk.' All eyes instantly turned towards him. He felt the heat rise in his face. Blade was thankful for his fur, for it covered up his now red face.
There was utter silence. Blade noticed the teacher was looking at him also. 'He's gonna kill me for interrupting the lecture.' Blade saluted and found his seat, while the entire class was still looking at him. He sat down, and the teacher started speaking again. The students looked back to the teacher; except one. A cat was still looking at him. 'What's with these preppies?' "Sir." The blue furred cat spoke up. "Yes, Katherine?" "Students aren't allowed to wear sunglasses to class." She had a happy tone in her voice. She disliked Blade in every way, and Blade knew it. 'Dang' "She's right," the teacher responded with a tired voice, like he'd just lost a five-minute arm wrestling match. "So Blade, lose the glasses." Reluctantly, Blade took of the sunglasses and showed his scar. Gasps ran threw the class like wildfire. Some laughed. Others were in awe. But all around, everyone was just shocked. Class then started up again, and time slowed down drastically.
Finally, class let out, and everyone left in a hurry; except Blade. He didn't want to get stuck in a crowed and become the center of attention. After a while he left, to find the halls still packed, but was lucky to find Fox. "Come on! It's almost time for the concert!" Fox yelled to him. "What concert?" Fox gave Blade a look that said 'You've got to be kidding me.' "Oh." Blade got the point.
The two friends managed to fight their way through the crowd, and act that was twice as hard because Fox was there, (He was really popular) and because Blade was there too (He was really, REALLY popular). They managed to get to the auditorium, which was where their instruments were located, and put on the show of their young lives.
Later that year.
10/28/2016 A.C. (0900 hours)
'Will it ever end?' Blade had been flying through empty space for three hours. He was now a member of Star Fox, and had been sent to investigate some activity on a planet that was on the outskirts of the Lylat System. Hr was also getting bored, which was a bad thing, because when Blade thought about things, he usually thought about things from his past. 'What planet did I come from? What were my mother's and the rest of my family's names? Am I doing the laundry tomorrow, or is Slippy doing it tonight?' As he pondered these thoughts, his radar blipped a little, showing a small planet. 'Finally' Blade let out a sigh at the same time that he let out his landing gears. He jumped out of his Advanced Arwing, (Slippy had made it at his request) and started to look around. The first thing he noticed was that it was cold. It also had a large hole near where he had landed.
After scanning the hole, Blade discovered that it wasn't just a hole. It was a very complex system of tunnels. 'Why do I get the feeling that I've been here before?'
He scanned again, only to find that the source of the activity was close, but not on the surface. Blade shrugged his shoulders, and jumped down the hole.
He soon discovered that it was not a very deep hole, In a painful way. He hadn't expected the sudden stop so soon, and found himself sitting on a very sore bottom. He groaned as he stood up, and started walking down the tunnels.
Blade had been walking for hours, and his feet were getting blistered. He knew that he was getting very close to the source, but he just couldn't find it. Luckily, he had marked the exit in his PDA.
He started to gripe to himself about how this was useless, and that he should leave, when he came across a brightly lit room. Blade looked at his PDA, and found that he was close to what he was looking for. "Maybe it branches of." Blade drew his Gun-Blade and walked into the room. He discovered that it was much larger that he originally had thought it was, and that it branched out at one point.
He was about to go down this passage when a gleam of silver caught his eye. He turned his head to look to the center of the cavern and noticed a bright, silver sword, not too different from his own, in the center. Blade walked over to it and looked at the magnificent more closely.
As he examined the sword, he noticed a little red ball near the handle. It looked like it was fused into the sword.
It was obviously red, but something else caught his eye. There was a slight disturbance in the ball, like some one was taking a stick and stirring the water with it. After deciding that it wasn't dangerous, he picked it up. Then something happened that he hadn't expected.
The sword disintegrated in his hands. Blade stepped back, a look of horror on his face.
'Ah, crap! What'd I do?'
It had all turned to dust. But the little red ball we still in on piece, unfazed.
Blade looked around, decided that this little thing couldn't be a problem, and touched it. He tried to put it back on the stand where he had found the sword.
It was hot, and Blade almost dropped it, but he soon forgot about the heat when he noticed the disturbance in the sphere again. 'What the. the red is swirling?' It was. The red smoke started to spin faster and faster.
An electric jolt that traveled through his body, causing him to scream. Then, the ball was gone.
He turned his head to try and find it, but he couldn't see it. He then heard noises. He spun around to find that he had been cornered by dark-furred creatures. They looked like Wolfs, but they weren't. He lifted his Gun-Blade to his face (his traditional fighting stance) and was about to attack when he noticed a shining red light coming from above his paw. "What the!? How did that get there?" The little red ball had attached itself to his weapon, and was shining brightly. 'Oh well, I'll figure that out later.' His Gun-Blade suddenly turned a bright blue color. It almost looked like it was flaming. He felt something in his arms. Power!
Blade smiled to himself, but then noticed many more were crowding into the cavern. He decided that fighting wasn't the best idea at the time. Blade looked around it the sea of Black Armor to try to find a way out. After a few moments, he decided that there was only one way out. He raised the blade back up to his face. The flame surrounding it grew larger.
He then attacked the creatures that had surrounded him, and broke through their lines quite fast. Somehow, his strength had improved tremendously. His sword didn't want to run from the battle--literally--. It held him back. Even though the swords pull was strong, Blade's was stronger. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him, and finally managed to escape the caves (With about a thousand or more black soldiers running after him) and jumped into his Arwing. He took off.
As the ship hovered above the plane surface, he could see many black things on the surface and many more coming out of the hole. 'What the heck is going on? What just happened? What happened.to me?" He thought about these things 'til he got into space, where he thought about other things to try to get his mind off of what just happened.
'Maybe Peppy's doing the laundry tonight.'
And yet, through this all, Blade didn't notice the strange carvings that had appeared on his Gun-Blade.
They read, "Wolf Heart"
Hey folks. Sorry I haven't up-loaded in a while, but things get in the way. One quick thing. If the flashback doesn't make sense to you, read Scraff's piece, the "Sword Keeper." Enjoy that and R&R both this and that.