Twisted Shadows:
A New Star Fox SagaBeat Hit!
With his last ounce of strength, O'Donnell dragged himself
across the ground with his arms, having lost the use of his legs
when he crashed on the surface of Venom. His entire body was
covered in soot, dirt and blood. It had taken him ages to wrestle
his body free from the twisted metal that was once his Wolfen Jet.
He looked back and saw the wreckage in flames, much like the rest
of the Venom Empire. That thought made him feel pathetic and
useless.
Even with the cybernetic enhancements that had been given to
him so that he could protect the Emperor, he had failed. The
lupine felt more than defeated. He felt obsolete and tired. That
was not all. Everything was slowly getting harder for him to do.
He was getting weaker and weaker by the second, as he dragged
himself across the dirty ground and towards the entrance that
would lead him safely underground before the Cornerians decided
to bomb the place, which he knew would happen.
All the time, as he crawled along the barren, dusty ground, he
heard those words that echoed in his mind. Andross
is our curse and he has brought our own destruction upon us.
That was what the old man had said, before he had the old coot
arrested for speaking against the Emperor. Now, he realised that
the old man had been right all the time. If he hadn't met Andross,
he would never have got into this mess. Never. He looked forward
and saw black, shiny and clean shoes. He looked up.
Standing in front of him was a rat with grey fur, and a wild
mane of untamed, white fur. This creature wore a
labcoat, a blood red shirt and a black tie. On the breastpocket
was the Chinese character, Wing, meaning Forever'. He
looked down at O'Donnell with grey eyes that nearly glinted with
madness. He just stood there, not saying a word or even moving.
"Kano! Help me!" croaked O'Donnell
angrily. "Don't just stand there! I'm dying! Please, you've
got to get me some medical treatment!"
A smile soon spread across the rat's muzzle,
one that the wolf didn't like at all.
"Now why should I do that," he asked O'Donnell as he brought out a gun from his labcoat pocket, "when there are so many other possibilities?"
Wolf's pupils widened with fear, as he saw
the rat aiming the gun at him.
"No! You can't!" cried the lupine, before the sound of a gunshot filled the air, echoing all around them. Wolf collapsed on to the ground, lifeless and thus ended the life of the last member of the once formidable Star Wolf Team. "You should have seen the look on his face, when he
realised that he hadn't long left to live," laughed Kano, as
he strapped Fox down to the operating table and tilted it so that
it at an angle to the wall. He turned to face a two guards
standing at the edge of the operating theatre and waved them over.
They walked towards him, wheeling a metallic trolley with some
kind of machine on it towards the scientist.
"You make me sick," snarled Fox, who was having his
faith in furries tested. He thought there would be no more people
like Andross and O'Donnell out there, but Dr. Kano had proved him
wrong. "Your kind shouldn't exist. You're a heartless fiend!"
He looked towards the trolley that was being pushed towards him.
It had a machine that looked a lot like those ECG machines used
in hospitals.
The grey rat turned his head to look at Fox with a frown on
his face.
"A heartless fiend?" exclaimed Kano in surprise. "Well, you could be right there." He reached over towards the metallic table and picked up a band of metal with wires going in and out of it, which were attached to the machine that rested on top of the trolley. "However, my kind should and does exist. My kind, is the kind of people that eliminate the sick and the weak from the Universe, as should be done." He placed the headset on Fox's head. "It is the natural order of things that the weak die young and that the strong survive."
"What do you think you're doing?" asked Fox with a
tone of fear in his voice.
"I'll be reading your brain," replied Dr. Kano with
a devious look in his eyes. "Your piloting skills will be
translated from your brain and copied, placed into every one of
my robotic Kimono jets." He smiled at the vulpine. "Think
of it!" he shouted loudly. "An army of jets that will
fly just like you, that think' just like you! An army
of jets that can be replaced easily and built up quickly."
He sighed, as he thought about it. "For every one the enemy
destroys, I can churn out ten to replace it! And when I perfect
my robotic ground troops, there will be no more need for living
creatures to fight wars. I will be able to effectively clone an
army of Fox McClouds."
Fox began to struggle even more, trying to break free.
"Are you mad?" he cried, upon realising what this would entail. "You're taking away the horror of war! If war is no longer seen as a waste of life, more nations will resort to war to settle disputes. You'll be making peace and impossible dream! The only casualties in war, will then become the civilian who gets trapped in the line of fire."
Dr. Kano laughed.
"I do not care for pitiful peace," laughed the rat. "What do I care for the average person? They can all rot in Hell for all I care! As long as my inventions are used, I am content!" He looked at the vulpine struggling within his bonds and smiled. "It's no use trying to break free, McCloud! You are helpless! Even Lord Jingoist is helpless!" He snorted with disgust. "How dare he summon me for execution. I will not submit to that fool anymore! I will rise up and overthrow him! The Universe and the Shadows of Abomination will be mine!" He laughed out loudly and insanely, as he flipped a switch on his machine. The lines on the screen began rising and falling like an ECG, as the machine began to read every thought and memory within the vulpine's brain. "What? What's going on?" he exclaimed, as the machine began making a strange noise. Sparks flew from it and it suddenly burst into flames, much to his surprise. "Guards!" he roared out loudly. "Take McCloud away and lock him up until I call for him again!"
"Looks like your machines are nothing more than pieces of
second-hand junk," commented Fox, as the two soldiers rushed
up to him and unstrapped him. One grabbed his arm and stabbed a
needle into it, injecting some drug into the vulpine. Moments
later, McCloud lost all consciousness.
"I don't believe we lost Fox like that!" cried
Falco angrily, kicking at an empty can and sending it smashing
into the wall to land in the rubbish bin. He looked of the
porthole and towards the Sector X. The battleship from which
those grey and green jets had come from, had retreated there. Due
to damages they had received to their Arwings and the Great Fox,
they couldn't even pursue the battleship. It made him angry just
to think about it.
"There's no use in getting angry, Falco," stated
Peppy calmly, as he sat on the couch with a newspaper in hand.
"It's not going to get Fox back. If we wait..."
"Well, Peppy, we can't wait!" shouted Falco angrily,
as he whirled round to glare the old hare. "We can't just
sit idly by, while Fox is probably... I don't know! For all we
know, he's being tortured and we're stuck in this old tin can of
a ship!" He banged a fist against the wall of the room in
frustration. "Well, I can't just sit here and wait. We have
to get up and doing something! Anything, to save Fox!" He
paused a while, as he paced up and down the ship and then stopped.
"If Slip can't get the Great Fox up and running again, I'm
going out there in my own Arwing and tracking Fox down!"
Peppy tossed the newspaper down on to the coffee table angrily.
"Damn it, Falco!" he cried angrily. "Just calm down! Why can't you think rationally for one instant? If you go out there in one Arwing, you won't have enough fuel to get to Fox, let alone get back." Lately, Falco had been more hot-headed than usual, sparking off at the slightest thing. It was beginning to annoy even this old rabbit. "And what if you encounter enemy jets? How are you going to fight them all?"
Falco didn't reply. He knew that Peppy made sense, and that's
what bothered him.
"Look, Falco, I know what you're thinking," sighed
Peppy in a more calmer tone than before. "We're all worried
about Fox, but there's really nothing we can do in good
conscience to save him." He sighed, thinking hard for
something to say. "This may sound, corny, Falco, but good
things come to those who wait'. Slippy won't fail us. He
looks up to Fox, and he would like to save Fox as much as you do.
All we have to do is wait."
The avian sighed, as he leaned against the wall.
"Yeah," he groaned, "I know. It's just that..."
There was a violent shudder, which made the falcon lose his
balance and fall on to the floor before a loud roaring suddenly
blasted its way through the entire ship.
"What the Heck is going on?" cried Falco, as he got up. He looked out of the porthole and saw a sight that made him feel a bit better. They were moving again. "So, Slip's finally fixed the engines." He stood up, just as the door to the rec room opened up and Farawalked in, with Bill Grey. "Bill?"
"Falco! Peppy! It's good to see you guys again!"
exclaimed the dog, as he walked up to them.
"Nice to see you too, Bill," replied Peppy, as he
got up from the couch and walked over to greet the canine. "What
brings you here?"
"Official business, I'm afraid," replied Bill
sternly. "General Pepper sent me here, as soon as he had
heard that the Guild captured Fox. He wanted me to help you save
Fox's tail. Why don't you fill me on what's happened so far? I've
got to know everything before I can help you guys out."
"Yeah, whatever," sighed Falco in his usual anti-social
manner. "Just let's make it quick, okay? We don't have much
time. Who knows what those Guild scum are doing to Fox right now?"
Without warning, Slippy suddenly rushed in with a panic-stricken
look on his face.
"Guys! ROB's just picked up some..." began Slippy, only to be interrupted by the wailing of sirens and the flashing of red lights. He looked up at the flickering red lights and knew that they were in range.
"What's going on?" asked Fara, shouting loudly over
the wail of the sirens, as they rushed out of the rec room and
down the corridor to the hangar.
"A whole fleet of enemy ships are heading straight for us,"
shouted Slippy in reply. "And I have reason to believe they're
Guild Usurper Jets!"
Lord Jingoist was furious, as he stood at the porthole,
looking out towards the desert. Not only had their search for the
Titania Engine been completely unsuccessful, but his Hercules
Team had also failed in destroying Star Fox. Though angry as he
was, his emotions did not show, a reptilian trait that he found
very useful. His two bodyguards, Actoi and Morgue, flanking him,
he did not bother to turn round and look towards the failed
members of the Hercules Team.
"Captain Tarragon," hissed Jingoist with a displeased tone in his voice, "you say that Kano has not replied to my summons?"
"That's not entirely true, sir," replied the lion
nervously, as he stood there firmly. Though he stood tall and
proud, the nervous look on his face gave him away. "Dr. Kano
has replied. He has declared war on us, sir."
The lizard chuckled quietly at what the leonine had said.
"Is that so?" asked Jingoist, as he turned round to face the four members of the Hercules Team. "He certainly has guts, I can tell you that." An evil smile spread across his scaley face, as he walked closer towards the lion. "But not for long. I will send out my troops and capture him, and when I get my scaley hands on him, I will tear his insides out, which is, incidentally, what I will do to you lot if you fail me again. Go out there and kill the Star Fox Team."
"Yes, sir!" shouted all four in unison, saluting the
evil lizard. They turned round 180° and marched straight out of
the chamber, leaving Jingoist alone with his two bodyguards.
"Actoi, Morgue!" he rasped.
"Yes, sir?" they exclaimed in unison.
For a while, Jingoist did not reply, as he stood there,
looking towards the door. He turned round and walked back to the
porthole to stare out towards the horizon and the slowly rising
sun.
"Follow them," he replied calmly, as he crossed his arms behind his back. "Should they fail me, kill them all."
A New Star Fox Saga
By Wolf O'Donnell
Author's Note: Here goes! It's another one of my What-happens-next-after-Andross-dies' fic. Once again, it's set in a different dimension from the other of my fanfics. The swearing has been censored, once again, with little asterisks that hides the second and third letters of the f**king swear word! Please send comments to me at w_donnell@hotmail.com.
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Chapter 5: Keep On
Ima, mirai wo kakete
Futatsu no chikara ga butsukaru
Mou, tamadou hima wa nai
Nokosaretenain da ze.
"Now why should I do that," he asked O'Donnell as he brought out a gun from his labcoat pocket, "when there are so many other possibilities?"
"No! You can't!" cried the lupine, before the sound of a gunshot filled the air, echoing all around them. Wolf collapsed on to the ground, lifeless and thus ended the life of the last member of the once formidable Star Wolf Team.
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"A heartless fiend?" exclaimed Kano in surprise. "Well, you could be right there." He reached over towards the metallic table and picked up a band of metal with wires going in and out of it, which were attached to the machine that rested on top of the trolley. "However, my kind should and does exist. My kind, is the kind of people that eliminate the sick and the weak from the Universe, as should be done." He placed the headset on Fox's head. "It is the natural order of things that the weak die young and that the strong survive."
"Are you mad?" he cried, upon realising what this would entail. "You're taking away the horror of war! If war is no longer seen as a waste of life, more nations will resort to war to settle disputes. You'll be making peace and impossible dream! The only casualties in war, will then become the civilian who gets trapped in the line of fire."
"I do not care for pitiful peace," laughed the rat. "What do I care for the average person? They can all rot in Hell for all I care! As long as my inventions are used, I am content!" He looked at the vulpine struggling within his bonds and smiled. "It's no use trying to break free, McCloud! You are helpless! Even Lord Jingoist is helpless!" He snorted with disgust. "How dare he summon me for execution. I will not submit to that fool anymore! I will rise up and overthrow him! The Universe and the Shadows of Abomination will be mine!" He laughed out loudly and insanely, as he flipped a switch on his machine. The lines on the screen began rising and falling like an ECG, as the machine began to read every thought and memory within the vulpine's brain. "What? What's going on?" he exclaimed, as the machine began making a strange noise. Sparks flew from it and it suddenly burst into flames, much to his surprise. "Guards!" he roared out loudly. "Take McCloud away and lock him up until I call for him again!"
"Damn it, Falco!" he cried angrily. "Just calm down! Why can't you think rationally for one instant? If you go out there in one Arwing, you won't have enough fuel to get to Fox, let alone get back." Lately, Falco had been more hot-headed than usual, sparking off at the slightest thing. It was beginning to annoy even this old rabbit. "And what if you encounter enemy jets? How are you going to fight them all?"
"Yeah," he groaned, "I know. It's just that..."
"What the Heck is going on?" cried Falco, as he got up. He looked out of the porthole and saw a sight that made him feel a bit better. They were moving again. "So, Slip's finally fixed the engines." He stood up, just as the door to the rec room opened up and Farawalked in, with Bill Grey. "Bill?"
"Guys! ROB's just picked up some..." began Slippy, only to be interrupted by the wailing of sirens and the flashing of red lights. He looked up at the flickering red lights and knew that they were in range.
"Captain Tarragon," hissed Jingoist with a displeased tone in his voice, "you say that Kano has not replied to my summons?"
"Is that so?" asked Jingoist, as he turned round to face the four members of the Hercules Team. "He certainly has guts, I can tell you that." An evil smile spread across his scaley face, as he walked closer towards the lion. "But not for long. I will send out my troops and capture him, and when I get my scaley hands on him, I will tear his insides out, which is, incidentally, what I will do to you lot if you fail me again. Go out there and kill the Star Fox Team."
"Follow them," he replied calmly, as he crossed his arms behind his back. "Should they fail me, kill them all."
Star Fox and all related
characters and places are copyrighted by Nintendo Ltd.
Jingoist, Dr. Kano, Kofu, Miasma and Kappa are copyrighted by me.
