Chapter 2: Journey of Trust
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Fox glanced back at Wolf's ship, which had a small haze of gray smoke emanating
from it, large cracks and burns were visible in the armor plating and most of
the hull.
"A few more seconds of enemy fire and you would have surely been killed," he said
not taking his eyes off the dilapidated ship.
"Well, I have you to thank for that Fox," commented Wolf with a laugh as he
stood behind Fox looking over his shoulder.
"Slippy...you might know him...could probably repair the Wolfen..." he
paused, waiting for Wolf to fill him in on the ship's proper designation.
"Three, it is the third design after all, if I recall correctly you destroyed
the first two," added Wolf with a smile.
"Am I supposed to apologize? You were trying to kill me after all," he replied
dryly.
"Of course not, besides I was only on commission from Andross at the time, and
wasn't that over 8 years ago anyway?" retorted Wolf.
Fox continued to gaze at the Wolfen III, "I suppose, memories still linger though."
He curiously looked at Fox as he continued to stare at the Wolfen III, "Well what
happens now?"
Fox turned around to look at him, "Now...we go to Fortuna,"
"Fortuna? Your friend Bill is meeting you there...right? And he may have some
information into this whole General Pepper mess?"
"Looks like you got most of the message, yes," he said sarcastically.
Wolf began to smirk, "I apologize for the rudeness, but I like to be one step
ahead of anyone you know."
"Let's get to the bridge, there are many repairs that need to be done, and I'm
going to need your help," he started while walking towards the hyperlift briskly.
His expression changed to an annoyed stare as he watched Fox trot towards the
hyperlift, "My help?! No that's alright, I'll just supervise."
He quickly swiveled around to face him, and took a few steps before getting close
to his face.
"Listen, don't think we're friends. Don't think I am your buddy. This is my ship,
and you are here on MY gratitude, and as long as you are here, you will do what I
SAY when I say it, and right now you are going to help with repairs. Is that clear?"
he belted rigidly while glaring into his eyes.
"...Fine, I'll help."
They both stepped onto the hyper lift before Fox pressed the A Deck button, taking them
toward the main bridge. Meanwhile Wolf examined the metal plating inside the lift.
"Quite a fancy ship you have here Fox, General Pepper must pay well." He began to
gently run his hands over the smooth metal wall.
"I suppose so, depends on how well we do..." he paused for a moment to
formulate his words.
"...Did Andross pay well?"
"Eh, I suppose so; I can't give specifics, but let's just say there was never a time
where I was hungry or cold."
"I see," he said quietly as the lift doors opened to the main bridge
Peppy's ears shot straight up when he saw the figure of Wolf O'Donnell step on
the bridge right behind his comrade Fox. Slippy who must have just been joking
moments before looked up with a smile which turned quickly into a dead expression.
Wolf looked around noticing the obvious awkwardness of the situation. Silence
captivated the room, even Rob stayed silent as his metal eyes could only stare
back at him.
Suddenly the doors opposite to him and Fox opened and Falco stepped in,immediately
dropping the supplies he was carrying. He gave a vicious stare towards Wolf, and an
even more terrifying glance at Fox.
Fox quietly initiated his words to speak, breaking the cold icy silence "Guys, this is
Wolf....O'Donn..."
"We know who he is," shot Falco. His words holding a strong furious tone. "Why is he
standing on our bridge."
Wolf noticing the tension slowly began backing away from the group.
"He would have died out there Falco, one more second under fire and he would
have been vaporized," he said, clearly frustrated with Falco's attitude.
"Well that would have been a GOOD thing. You know what I think Fox? I think that
your view of good and bad is beginning to get distorted. First you destroy a
Cornerian fighter squad leader, which is a traitorous act by the way, and then
you let a pawn of Andross directly onto OUR ship, onto OUR bridge." he paused
for a moment and took a step closer to his friend without taking his eyes off him.
"...He should be dead right now."
"There isn't ANYONE I'd leave to die, do you hear me?! Not you, not Peppy, not Rob,
not even Wolf," he growled pushing Falco away from him with a shove.
"If your father were alive he would turn his traitor for a son over to the
Cornerian govern...."
"There is no Cornerian government!" yelled Fox cutting him off abruptly.
"...What?" questioned Falco in shock, lowering his voice.
"Yea, that subspace message we received a few hours ago? It was from Bill. Since
we've been gone Pepper has taken over Corneria and established himself as
dictator."
"What?! No that's impossible!" cried Peppy out of astonishment.
"No...it's all true," began Wolf stepping out from behind Fox and walking to
the center of the bridge, looking around at everyone. "He is amassing unimaginable
forces as we speak, Katina has already been lost completely, Zoness and Macbeth are
only a matter of time.
Fox turned his attention from him to Falco. "I don't know what the entire
situation is, but we have to be at Fortuna in a few hours to meet up with Bill,
and if we're going to get there on time, we have to leave now."
He looked at Wolf...and then turned til his eyes met Fox.
"He could be lying," he gestured as he pointed his feathered finger at Wolf.
Fox stepped in front of Falco's extended finger, hiding Wolf from it. "I didn't
hear this from him...I heard it from Bill, and unless you want to spend this
journey confined to your quarters I suggest you shape up Falco."
He gave Fox a blank stare, with a slight hint of pained anger in his eyes.
"I'll be in my quarters." He walked past Fox and stepped into the hyperlift,
the doors closed while deafening silence filled the room...
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Hope you're enjoying it so far, Chapter 3 is in the works.
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Fox glanced back at Wolf's ship, which had a small haze of gray smoke emanating
from it, large cracks and burns were visible in the armor plating and most of
the hull.
"A few more seconds of enemy fire and you would have surely been killed," he said
not taking his eyes off the dilapidated ship.
"Well, I have you to thank for that Fox," commented Wolf with a laugh as he
stood behind Fox looking over his shoulder.
"Slippy...you might know him...could probably repair the Wolfen..." he
paused, waiting for Wolf to fill him in on the ship's proper designation.
"Three, it is the third design after all, if I recall correctly you destroyed
the first two," added Wolf with a smile.
"Am I supposed to apologize? You were trying to kill me after all," he replied
dryly.
"Of course not, besides I was only on commission from Andross at the time, and
wasn't that over 8 years ago anyway?" retorted Wolf.
Fox continued to gaze at the Wolfen III, "I suppose, memories still linger though."
He curiously looked at Fox as he continued to stare at the Wolfen III, "Well what
happens now?"
Fox turned around to look at him, "Now...we go to Fortuna,"
"Fortuna? Your friend Bill is meeting you there...right? And he may have some
information into this whole General Pepper mess?"
"Looks like you got most of the message, yes," he said sarcastically.
Wolf began to smirk, "I apologize for the rudeness, but I like to be one step
ahead of anyone you know."
"Let's get to the bridge, there are many repairs that need to be done, and I'm
going to need your help," he started while walking towards the hyperlift briskly.
His expression changed to an annoyed stare as he watched Fox trot towards the
hyperlift, "My help?! No that's alright, I'll just supervise."
He quickly swiveled around to face him, and took a few steps before getting close
to his face.
"Listen, don't think we're friends. Don't think I am your buddy. This is my ship,
and you are here on MY gratitude, and as long as you are here, you will do what I
SAY when I say it, and right now you are going to help with repairs. Is that clear?"
he belted rigidly while glaring into his eyes.
"...Fine, I'll help."
They both stepped onto the hyper lift before Fox pressed the A Deck button, taking them
toward the main bridge. Meanwhile Wolf examined the metal plating inside the lift.
"Quite a fancy ship you have here Fox, General Pepper must pay well." He began to
gently run his hands over the smooth metal wall.
"I suppose so, depends on how well we do..." he paused for a moment to
formulate his words.
"...Did Andross pay well?"
"Eh, I suppose so; I can't give specifics, but let's just say there was never a time
where I was hungry or cold."
"I see," he said quietly as the lift doors opened to the main bridge
Peppy's ears shot straight up when he saw the figure of Wolf O'Donnell step on
the bridge right behind his comrade Fox. Slippy who must have just been joking
moments before looked up with a smile which turned quickly into a dead expression.
Wolf looked around noticing the obvious awkwardness of the situation. Silence
captivated the room, even Rob stayed silent as his metal eyes could only stare
back at him.
Suddenly the doors opposite to him and Fox opened and Falco stepped in,immediately
dropping the supplies he was carrying. He gave a vicious stare towards Wolf, and an
even more terrifying glance at Fox.
Fox quietly initiated his words to speak, breaking the cold icy silence "Guys, this is
Wolf....O'Donn..."
"We know who he is," shot Falco. His words holding a strong furious tone. "Why is he
standing on our bridge."
Wolf noticing the tension slowly began backing away from the group.
"He would have died out there Falco, one more second under fire and he would
have been vaporized," he said, clearly frustrated with Falco's attitude.
"Well that would have been a GOOD thing. You know what I think Fox? I think that
your view of good and bad is beginning to get distorted. First you destroy a
Cornerian fighter squad leader, which is a traitorous act by the way, and then
you let a pawn of Andross directly onto OUR ship, onto OUR bridge." he paused
for a moment and took a step closer to his friend without taking his eyes off him.
"...He should be dead right now."
"There isn't ANYONE I'd leave to die, do you hear me?! Not you, not Peppy, not Rob,
not even Wolf," he growled pushing Falco away from him with a shove.
"If your father were alive he would turn his traitor for a son over to the
Cornerian govern...."
"There is no Cornerian government!" yelled Fox cutting him off abruptly.
"...What?" questioned Falco in shock, lowering his voice.
"Yea, that subspace message we received a few hours ago? It was from Bill. Since
we've been gone Pepper has taken over Corneria and established himself as
dictator."
"What?! No that's impossible!" cried Peppy out of astonishment.
"No...it's all true," began Wolf stepping out from behind Fox and walking to
the center of the bridge, looking around at everyone. "He is amassing unimaginable
forces as we speak, Katina has already been lost completely, Zoness and Macbeth are
only a matter of time.
Fox turned his attention from him to Falco. "I don't know what the entire
situation is, but we have to be at Fortuna in a few hours to meet up with Bill,
and if we're going to get there on time, we have to leave now."
He looked at Wolf...and then turned til his eyes met Fox.
"He could be lying," he gestured as he pointed his feathered finger at Wolf.
Fox stepped in front of Falco's extended finger, hiding Wolf from it. "I didn't
hear this from him...I heard it from Bill, and unless you want to spend this
journey confined to your quarters I suggest you shape up Falco."
He gave Fox a blank stare, with a slight hint of pained anger in his eyes.
"I'll be in my quarters." He walked past Fox and stepped into the hyperlift,
the doors closed while deafening silence filled the room...
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Hope you're enjoying it so far, Chapter 3 is in the works.