Author's Note: I don't anything here. All related to StarFox and StarFox
Adventures belong to Nintendo and Rare. Otherwise the only thing I own here
is the plot. Thank you. ~~ Imagen ~~
***
***Meanwhile***
Thunder and lightning and their best friend, the rain, still took over the Krazoa Palace in the far end of Dinosaur Planet. Hardly any life roamed about there.
Hardly.
In the silences, where wind blows, rain falls, thunder claps, and dimmed light slowly fell softly, whispers from the Krazoa Spirits quietly sound out. Slowly as the night fell, one of the six, the first one, the one who entered Krystal's body, flew from the statue where it was held. It flew up high, higher, and higher, all the way to the hole in the ceiling where the Cerenian vixen was once held. Following that one Krazoa was two more, both of them, and the rest, taken in by Fox McCloud. The three Krazoa Spirits flew about above the Palace like night moths around fire. Whispers still rang out in the silences, save the clapping of thunder and pitter-pattering of rain. Like clouds of blue, the three Krazoa fly, ready for the outside world...
"Brothers Krazoa..."
"We have found... three... three shells... each that are empty... tragically emptied. We shall take this opportunity to learn about the outside world..."
"Half of us shall remain here in the Krazoa Palace..."
"The other... shall enter these shells... and gather the knowledge of the outside world."
As sudden as the lightning crack, the three roaming Krazoa shot into the sky, the drops of rain falling through them. They rose higher and higher, until finally they could feel the coolness and wetness of the clouds, heavy with falling rain. The Krazoa looked down to the earth, to the distance in which only their eyes can see...
Away from Krazoa Palace...
They descended from the sky, flying to that direction in which they've looked upon. Where are they going? What are these empty shells? And furthermore...
Once they find those "empty shells," ... what will they do?
***
EarthWalkers, ThornTails, LightFeet, HighTops, and even the CloudRunners attended Fox's Team's funerals. Prince Tricky even had the honor of laying the ring of flowers on their graves.
The funeral was held in ThornTail Hollow, in the crater where the Great Fox crashed. Fox gave his mournful eulogy, and everyone, even those who didn't know who Peppy, Slippy, and Falco were, cried. Tricky never really met the rest of the StarFox Team, but since he's an honorary member, he felt that even though he never met them they're still his closest friends.
Of course, the only one who was most affected by this was Fox. As Fox gave his eulogy, he was brought back of the memories of his Team, the good and the bad. The bad? Well, everyone knows how Peppy always lectures, how Slippy always annoys, and how Falco always flacked. Everyone shouldn't like that at all, not even Fox had the patience to put up with it. But what eventually happened? Fox saw through them that no one else did. Peppy was like Fox's second father, and Falco and Slippy his two brothers. Intelligent. Courageous. Loyal. That's what they were. If it weren't for the Team, Fox wouldn't even go as far as defeating the giant robots in Corneria in their first mission.
Krystal noticed Fox's shuddering by the time he began closing his speech. She sighed, feeling sorry for him. She knows about close ones dying. Although she never knew about her parents and planet's death, it still hurt her. That's why she was willing to search throughout the universe to find answers.
The blue vixen approached the red fox, placing her hand on his shoulder. Fox turned to glance at Krystal. He forced a small smile, then placed his paw on hers. It felt good to be comforted in a time like this.
***
"The other... shall enter these shells... and gather the knowledge of the outside world."
***
"How are you going back home now, Fox?" Tricky asked his hero.
Fox slammed his fist on an open palm. "Oh, my gawd, I never thought of that! How will I get back home?"
"Don't worry about it, Fox," Krystal relieved him. "We can take my ship."
"Oh, that's right..."
Queen EarthWalker still felt saddened over Fox's loss. "If there's a way we can comfort him," she thought aloud. She roamed about in the Palace thinking. It was then when she decided to go out and walk around.
It was raining. Queen EarthWalker didn't mind at all, she was not one of those delicate creatures who could catch a cold quite easily. Her Majesty roamed about, thinking. Pondering. It's something she does. She walked along the river, past Shabunga's Store, to the crater where the Great Fox crashed and Peppy, Slippy, and Falco have their final resting-place.
Wait...
"What the... Who's that?" Queen EarthWalker murmured as she approached the grave. Three figures stood in the rain, their torn and burnt clothing blowing against the strong winds. They were looking down at the crater, as if paying their condolences to Fox's loss. Or are they?
Queen EarthWalker walked a bit closer to these three strangers. One of them was a rabbit. Another a frog. Another a falcon. Could it be?...
"Good grief," Queen EarthWalker gasped as she saw the three men by the crater. "But didn't they...... they couldn't have... no... are they..."
Thunder clapped louder, so loud the Queen literally shook and fell. The sky became pitched black, and the rain fell harder, putting out the ThornTails' beacons. Her Highness shivered as the water drops fell on her hide, lying on the soft, moist mud. She glanced back up to the crater, where the three men were.
They were gone.
"Ghosts perhaps..." the Queen whispered as water dripped down her face.
***
On the far end of Dinosaur Planet, sitting alone in a small island near CloudRunner Fortress, a figure looked up. Amethystine eyes stared up into the sky as chill ran down its spine, gazing as if something caught its eye. The figure wore a burlap cloak around its entire body, save a sharp, strong beak sticking out for it to breathe.
One of the Queen Cloudrunner's children flew over the strange, beaked figure. He hovered over it, then flew around in circles. He called from above, his childish voice calling, "Hello!"
The figure caught sight of the child then looked back down and remained silent.
The child dived toward the cloaked figure and landed by its side. He looked up to it, his eyes gazing into its, although he cannot see them. All he could see is that beak, that yellow, strong, sharp beak... perhaps this fellow is a CloudRunner too.
"What's your name?" he asked.
The figure was still silent.
"Where did you come from?"
"..."
"Why are you here all alone?"
"..."
"Why won't you answer me?"
The figure was still for a few seconds then finally opened its beak and spoke, the voice deep yet melancholy and beautiful... like a song.
"Go, child. I sense something wrong in the other side of this Planet. Stay with your mother. I shall go and investigate."
***
In the shadows of the Krazoa Palace, a lone young SharpClaw wandered about in the stone floor. How did he get there? Well, one thing for sure, he is a wanderer... and he is in the wrong place at the wrong time.
The SharpClaw held a stick with a tied handkerchief full of food tied at the end, his clothes ragged and filthy. The traveler thought he might seek shelter in this Palace.
He advanced toward one end of the palace when he approached a pillar. Breathing was heard, and it was not his. The traveler pulled out a mace and held it out, yelling, "Who's there?"
"Have no fear. I live here," a deep voice spoke softly.
"Are you of the Krazoa?"
"No, but I know and am familiar with the Spirits. What brings you here to the Krazoa Palace?"
The SharpClaw sighed in relief and put away his mace. "I am but a traveling SharpClaw who needs a new home."
"A SharpClaw?"
"Yes.... I'm a SharpClaw."
Suddenly the soft voice turned into growling. "Tell me... do you know of.... Scales?"
"You mean General Scales? No, I haven't, sir... although it was only a year ago when he was defeated, I only knew about him just a few weeks ago, sir..."
"What do you know of him?"
"Well, uh....." the traveler thought for a while. "He's mean, he's selfish, a brute, a tyrant, definitely evil, and a total loser who lost to the great Fox McCloud-"
Suddenly a long, strong, clawed arm reached for the young traveler and pulled him in from behind the pillar. Nothing was seen were the traveler was stood, but slashing, beating, biting, gashing, and biting and flowing blood accompanied by screams, grunts, shrieks, and finally moaning. The owner of the voice threw the traveler into the wind lifts of the Palace, the remains of the young and unfortunate SharpClaw all but a mass of ripped, clawed, and torn, bloody, scaly flesh.
In the shadows of the pillar, red and yellow sharp, sinister eyes glared as blood dripped from razor sharps teeth. "Do not," the shadow spoke, "ever... mention..... his name......."
***
"You're heading back already?" Tricky asked when he noticed Fox pack his things into his white, green, and yellow backpack.
"Yeah...... my visit's done here... I'll have to go back and report to General Pepper about my Team," he answered the young EarthWalker prince. He whispered under his breath, "Boy, is Katt gonna be pissed..."
"What are you going to do once you go back?" Krystal asked Fox as she prepared herself. "Are you going to find a new Team?"
Fox was silent for a moment, as if thinking about it. He sighed, then turned to the vixen, "Looks like... I'm going to have to anyway."
Tricky turned to his mother, who was sitting there staring into space. He approached her and nuzzled her gently, feeling a bit worried that she was this way for the last two hours. "Mom, are you okay?"
The Queen nodded. "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
"Are you sure?" Krystal asked. "You've been this way ever since you were walking by the crash- er, crater."
"I mean it, I'll be all right," she said as she stood up on all fours.
Suddenly Tricky, his mother, and Krystal jumped when they heard Fox scream. Krystal panicked, "What is it, what is it????"
"The hat... the spectacles... the shades..."
"Oh, those? You still have them?"
"Not anymore! Where are they???"
***
"Why are you keeping them in the first place?" Tricky asked Fox as he and Krystal walked along with him in ThornTail Hollow.
Fox sighed, "What do you expect? They're mementos from my Team... sorta like something I'll always keep with me... like I always keep a picture of my father in memory of him..."
"I see..."
Crossing silently in their path, a familiar leg-less dinosaur walked in a suspicious manner, holding a burlap bag. Fox recognized this dinosaur, "Shabunga?"
Shabunga turned and greeted Fox with his usual sneery smile. "Good morning, sir! What can I do for you?"
Fox noticed Shabunga's bag, and suspicions rose in his head. "What do you have in that bag?"
"Oh, some new merchandise," Shabunga replied happily as he placed it down to the ground and opened it. He pulled out a variety of items, "I have a lot of few items, precious rocks, food, toys, maps, and- oh!" He pulled out a red hat and cracked spectacles and shades. "I have these! Pretty impressive, huh?"
"THAT'S MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!" Fox screamed as soon as he caught sight of the hat, spectacles, and shades. He reached forward for them when Shabunga pulled them back.
"Ah-ah-aaaaaaaah........." the cloaked dinosaur taunted as he waved a finger at Fox's face. "I found these, fair and square."
"Found these my a$$!!! Where did you get them?"
"They were lying about in front of EarthWalker Palace. Since no one claimed them, I decided to sell them..."
'They must have dropped from my pack when I returned from my Team's graves...' Fox thought to himself. He grumbled and held out his hand, "I claim them now, Shabunga. Hand them back."
"No! You pay me first!"
"Please! Those are what are left of my late Team! Give them back right NOW!!!"
"You pay me first, or you'll never see them again!"
Fox lunged for Shabunga, who only vanished and reappeared behind him. Fox lunged again and Shabunga vanished again, and Tricky and Krystal watched as Fox chased the dinosaur across the Hollow.
Finally the StarFox Leader gave up and panted for breath. "Fine! How much do they cost?"
Shabunga, upset from Fox chasing him for the first place, decided to raise the price from what he originally had for the hat, spectacles, and shades. "Two hundred fifty scarabs each!"
"SEVEN HUNDRED FIFTY???!!!" Fox screamed, knowing his wallet could only carry as much as a 200 scarabs. "You're such a cheap a$$!!!"
"That's what you get for chasing me around, fuzzball! If you're not going to pay, then these are mine!"
Suddenly a blue, feathered hand grabbed Shabunga's scaly wrists. The leg- less dinosaur looked back to see who it was when Fox, Krystal, and Tricky froze upon seeing who grabbed him.
((to be continued.))
***
***Meanwhile***
Thunder and lightning and their best friend, the rain, still took over the Krazoa Palace in the far end of Dinosaur Planet. Hardly any life roamed about there.
Hardly.
In the silences, where wind blows, rain falls, thunder claps, and dimmed light slowly fell softly, whispers from the Krazoa Spirits quietly sound out. Slowly as the night fell, one of the six, the first one, the one who entered Krystal's body, flew from the statue where it was held. It flew up high, higher, and higher, all the way to the hole in the ceiling where the Cerenian vixen was once held. Following that one Krazoa was two more, both of them, and the rest, taken in by Fox McCloud. The three Krazoa Spirits flew about above the Palace like night moths around fire. Whispers still rang out in the silences, save the clapping of thunder and pitter-pattering of rain. Like clouds of blue, the three Krazoa fly, ready for the outside world...
"Brothers Krazoa..."
"We have found... three... three shells... each that are empty... tragically emptied. We shall take this opportunity to learn about the outside world..."
"Half of us shall remain here in the Krazoa Palace..."
"The other... shall enter these shells... and gather the knowledge of the outside world."
As sudden as the lightning crack, the three roaming Krazoa shot into the sky, the drops of rain falling through them. They rose higher and higher, until finally they could feel the coolness and wetness of the clouds, heavy with falling rain. The Krazoa looked down to the earth, to the distance in which only their eyes can see...
Away from Krazoa Palace...
They descended from the sky, flying to that direction in which they've looked upon. Where are they going? What are these empty shells? And furthermore...
Once they find those "empty shells," ... what will they do?
***
EarthWalkers, ThornTails, LightFeet, HighTops, and even the CloudRunners attended Fox's Team's funerals. Prince Tricky even had the honor of laying the ring of flowers on their graves.
The funeral was held in ThornTail Hollow, in the crater where the Great Fox crashed. Fox gave his mournful eulogy, and everyone, even those who didn't know who Peppy, Slippy, and Falco were, cried. Tricky never really met the rest of the StarFox Team, but since he's an honorary member, he felt that even though he never met them they're still his closest friends.
Of course, the only one who was most affected by this was Fox. As Fox gave his eulogy, he was brought back of the memories of his Team, the good and the bad. The bad? Well, everyone knows how Peppy always lectures, how Slippy always annoys, and how Falco always flacked. Everyone shouldn't like that at all, not even Fox had the patience to put up with it. But what eventually happened? Fox saw through them that no one else did. Peppy was like Fox's second father, and Falco and Slippy his two brothers. Intelligent. Courageous. Loyal. That's what they were. If it weren't for the Team, Fox wouldn't even go as far as defeating the giant robots in Corneria in their first mission.
Krystal noticed Fox's shuddering by the time he began closing his speech. She sighed, feeling sorry for him. She knows about close ones dying. Although she never knew about her parents and planet's death, it still hurt her. That's why she was willing to search throughout the universe to find answers.
The blue vixen approached the red fox, placing her hand on his shoulder. Fox turned to glance at Krystal. He forced a small smile, then placed his paw on hers. It felt good to be comforted in a time like this.
***
"The other... shall enter these shells... and gather the knowledge of the outside world."
***
"How are you going back home now, Fox?" Tricky asked his hero.
Fox slammed his fist on an open palm. "Oh, my gawd, I never thought of that! How will I get back home?"
"Don't worry about it, Fox," Krystal relieved him. "We can take my ship."
"Oh, that's right..."
Queen EarthWalker still felt saddened over Fox's loss. "If there's a way we can comfort him," she thought aloud. She roamed about in the Palace thinking. It was then when she decided to go out and walk around.
It was raining. Queen EarthWalker didn't mind at all, she was not one of those delicate creatures who could catch a cold quite easily. Her Majesty roamed about, thinking. Pondering. It's something she does. She walked along the river, past Shabunga's Store, to the crater where the Great Fox crashed and Peppy, Slippy, and Falco have their final resting-place.
Wait...
"What the... Who's that?" Queen EarthWalker murmured as she approached the grave. Three figures stood in the rain, their torn and burnt clothing blowing against the strong winds. They were looking down at the crater, as if paying their condolences to Fox's loss. Or are they?
Queen EarthWalker walked a bit closer to these three strangers. One of them was a rabbit. Another a frog. Another a falcon. Could it be?...
"Good grief," Queen EarthWalker gasped as she saw the three men by the crater. "But didn't they...... they couldn't have... no... are they..."
Thunder clapped louder, so loud the Queen literally shook and fell. The sky became pitched black, and the rain fell harder, putting out the ThornTails' beacons. Her Highness shivered as the water drops fell on her hide, lying on the soft, moist mud. She glanced back up to the crater, where the three men were.
They were gone.
"Ghosts perhaps..." the Queen whispered as water dripped down her face.
***
On the far end of Dinosaur Planet, sitting alone in a small island near CloudRunner Fortress, a figure looked up. Amethystine eyes stared up into the sky as chill ran down its spine, gazing as if something caught its eye. The figure wore a burlap cloak around its entire body, save a sharp, strong beak sticking out for it to breathe.
One of the Queen Cloudrunner's children flew over the strange, beaked figure. He hovered over it, then flew around in circles. He called from above, his childish voice calling, "Hello!"
The figure caught sight of the child then looked back down and remained silent.
The child dived toward the cloaked figure and landed by its side. He looked up to it, his eyes gazing into its, although he cannot see them. All he could see is that beak, that yellow, strong, sharp beak... perhaps this fellow is a CloudRunner too.
"What's your name?" he asked.
The figure was still silent.
"Where did you come from?"
"..."
"Why are you here all alone?"
"..."
"Why won't you answer me?"
The figure was still for a few seconds then finally opened its beak and spoke, the voice deep yet melancholy and beautiful... like a song.
"Go, child. I sense something wrong in the other side of this Planet. Stay with your mother. I shall go and investigate."
***
In the shadows of the Krazoa Palace, a lone young SharpClaw wandered about in the stone floor. How did he get there? Well, one thing for sure, he is a wanderer... and he is in the wrong place at the wrong time.
The SharpClaw held a stick with a tied handkerchief full of food tied at the end, his clothes ragged and filthy. The traveler thought he might seek shelter in this Palace.
He advanced toward one end of the palace when he approached a pillar. Breathing was heard, and it was not his. The traveler pulled out a mace and held it out, yelling, "Who's there?"
"Have no fear. I live here," a deep voice spoke softly.
"Are you of the Krazoa?"
"No, but I know and am familiar with the Spirits. What brings you here to the Krazoa Palace?"
The SharpClaw sighed in relief and put away his mace. "I am but a traveling SharpClaw who needs a new home."
"A SharpClaw?"
"Yes.... I'm a SharpClaw."
Suddenly the soft voice turned into growling. "Tell me... do you know of.... Scales?"
"You mean General Scales? No, I haven't, sir... although it was only a year ago when he was defeated, I only knew about him just a few weeks ago, sir..."
"What do you know of him?"
"Well, uh....." the traveler thought for a while. "He's mean, he's selfish, a brute, a tyrant, definitely evil, and a total loser who lost to the great Fox McCloud-"
Suddenly a long, strong, clawed arm reached for the young traveler and pulled him in from behind the pillar. Nothing was seen were the traveler was stood, but slashing, beating, biting, gashing, and biting and flowing blood accompanied by screams, grunts, shrieks, and finally moaning. The owner of the voice threw the traveler into the wind lifts of the Palace, the remains of the young and unfortunate SharpClaw all but a mass of ripped, clawed, and torn, bloody, scaly flesh.
In the shadows of the pillar, red and yellow sharp, sinister eyes glared as blood dripped from razor sharps teeth. "Do not," the shadow spoke, "ever... mention..... his name......."
***
"You're heading back already?" Tricky asked when he noticed Fox pack his things into his white, green, and yellow backpack.
"Yeah...... my visit's done here... I'll have to go back and report to General Pepper about my Team," he answered the young EarthWalker prince. He whispered under his breath, "Boy, is Katt gonna be pissed..."
"What are you going to do once you go back?" Krystal asked Fox as she prepared herself. "Are you going to find a new Team?"
Fox was silent for a moment, as if thinking about it. He sighed, then turned to the vixen, "Looks like... I'm going to have to anyway."
Tricky turned to his mother, who was sitting there staring into space. He approached her and nuzzled her gently, feeling a bit worried that she was this way for the last two hours. "Mom, are you okay?"
The Queen nodded. "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
"Are you sure?" Krystal asked. "You've been this way ever since you were walking by the crash- er, crater."
"I mean it, I'll be all right," she said as she stood up on all fours.
Suddenly Tricky, his mother, and Krystal jumped when they heard Fox scream. Krystal panicked, "What is it, what is it????"
"The hat... the spectacles... the shades..."
"Oh, those? You still have them?"
"Not anymore! Where are they???"
***
"Why are you keeping them in the first place?" Tricky asked Fox as he and Krystal walked along with him in ThornTail Hollow.
Fox sighed, "What do you expect? They're mementos from my Team... sorta like something I'll always keep with me... like I always keep a picture of my father in memory of him..."
"I see..."
Crossing silently in their path, a familiar leg-less dinosaur walked in a suspicious manner, holding a burlap bag. Fox recognized this dinosaur, "Shabunga?"
Shabunga turned and greeted Fox with his usual sneery smile. "Good morning, sir! What can I do for you?"
Fox noticed Shabunga's bag, and suspicions rose in his head. "What do you have in that bag?"
"Oh, some new merchandise," Shabunga replied happily as he placed it down to the ground and opened it. He pulled out a variety of items, "I have a lot of few items, precious rocks, food, toys, maps, and- oh!" He pulled out a red hat and cracked spectacles and shades. "I have these! Pretty impressive, huh?"
"THAT'S MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!" Fox screamed as soon as he caught sight of the hat, spectacles, and shades. He reached forward for them when Shabunga pulled them back.
"Ah-ah-aaaaaaaah........." the cloaked dinosaur taunted as he waved a finger at Fox's face. "I found these, fair and square."
"Found these my a$$!!! Where did you get them?"
"They were lying about in front of EarthWalker Palace. Since no one claimed them, I decided to sell them..."
'They must have dropped from my pack when I returned from my Team's graves...' Fox thought to himself. He grumbled and held out his hand, "I claim them now, Shabunga. Hand them back."
"No! You pay me first!"
"Please! Those are what are left of my late Team! Give them back right NOW!!!"
"You pay me first, or you'll never see them again!"
Fox lunged for Shabunga, who only vanished and reappeared behind him. Fox lunged again and Shabunga vanished again, and Tricky and Krystal watched as Fox chased the dinosaur across the Hollow.
Finally the StarFox Leader gave up and panted for breath. "Fine! How much do they cost?"
Shabunga, upset from Fox chasing him for the first place, decided to raise the price from what he originally had for the hat, spectacles, and shades. "Two hundred fifty scarabs each!"
"SEVEN HUNDRED FIFTY???!!!" Fox screamed, knowing his wallet could only carry as much as a 200 scarabs. "You're such a cheap a$$!!!"
"That's what you get for chasing me around, fuzzball! If you're not going to pay, then these are mine!"
Suddenly a blue, feathered hand grabbed Shabunga's scaly wrists. The leg- less dinosaur looked back to see who it was when Fox, Krystal, and Tricky froze upon seeing who grabbed him.
((to be continued.))