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 and Diva and Starr Jenson and Kuro Youkai. Thank you.
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Chapter 7: "Enter Kuro Youkai"
Fox stared blankly at Starr as he lay on the ground, he hands over his apple-wounded manhood. "Uncles... aunt..." His dazed eyes examined his surroundings. "I don't see anyone or anything!"
"Of course, you don't. They're ghosts."
"G-G....G-Ghosts?...." Fox shuddered, then struggled to laugh it off. "W- What are you talking about, Starr? There's no such thing as ghosts!"
"Oh, yeah?" Starr looked up. "Aunty?" One of the apples lifted from the ground all by itself and was thrown on Fox's head. "Then can you explain that?" Starr said.
Fox's face fell on the forest floor in a splat. He looked back at Starr and muttered, "Change in wind directions?"
"It's us, you moron!" Falco's voice yelled in the empty space of the forest.
Peppy's voice also spoke. "Long time no see, Fox!"
Fox shook. "Wha... Who... Who's there? Who are you???"
"It's us, Fox!" Slippy's ghost said as he poked Fox on the shoulder. "Don't you remember your own Team?"
Fox screamed as soon as Slippy's finger touched his shoulder, crawling up then staggering to his feet. "T-Team..."
"The StarFox Team! Us! Me, Slippy! And Peppy and Falco!"
"Mah... my Team is dead..."
"You're right, Fox," Krystal said as she placed her invisible hand on her friend's shoulder. "And so am I."
"K-Krystal????????"
Starr chuckled. "You seemed surprised to see them, Uncle Fox..."
"See WHAT???"
"Your friends! As ghosts!"
"G-Ghosts? GHOSTS?"
"C'mon, Fox..." Peppy chuckled. "Don't ya miss us?..."
"Ah.... ah.... GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" Fox screamed as he held his head and ran.
The StarFox Team stared as Starr clicked his tongue, "Don't worry, guys. It'll take time."
***
Fox ran a few good miles when he decided to stop by a river. Sitting on a rock, he leaned on his palms and moaned. He was confused, his world spinning like a child's toy top. First, his Great Fox came crashing on Dinosaur Planet, killing his Team and nearly killing him. Then the Krazoa Palace burned down and killed Krystal. Then they come back to kill him. Then he gets rescued by Diva and Starr's uncles only to find out about the plans of the Krazoa, followed by meeting with his late friends' ghosts. What is going on?
As he sat there, he noticed the sitting Diva on the corner of his eye. As he watched her he noticed her sad eyes gazing on the spear, with no fish caught.
Fox stood up and approached the sitting woman. "Diva? Why haven't you caught any fish yet?"
"What?" Diva gasped when she heard Fox's voice, turning her head to face him.
Fox scratched his head. "We've been waiting for you for I don't know how long. What were you doing?"
"Just... thinking...." she said with that melancholy tone returning to her voice.
"Um, Diva... are you okay?"
"I'll be fine.... Can I ask you something, Fox?"
"Hmmm? What is it?"
Diva gazed upon the sky as it dimmed when the clouds covered the shining sun. "If something ever happens to me... will you take care of Starr and make sure he returns home to Lylat?"
"Huh? W-What?... What are you saying, Diva-"
"Will you, Fox?"
Fox scratched his head again. What she's saying is somehow stirring up anxiety towards the fox. "Um, sure, of course I will! Don't worry, Diva- san, I'll take care of Starr."
"Good." Diva turned around and pointed to a bucket a short distance, "There, the fish is over there. Go ahead and take it to Starr. He'll cook it for you."
"He can cook?"
"Of course! He can take care of himself... but I'm asking you to watch over him when something happens to me because he is still a child, and I don't want anything to happen to him."
"Oh... uh... okay," Fox muttered as he walked towards the bucket and took the handle, lifting it from the ground. The bucket was filled with water and three small swimming fish. It was obvious Diva caught these by hand rather than by spear... but if she can fish without a spear, why does she have it in the first place?
As he walked back to where Starr was, thoughts swam in his mind. I have a bad feeling, he thought, something terrible is going to happen...
***
"Can I see that picture you're drawing, Starr-chan?" Falco asked.
The young boy grinned as he stepped aside from the rock. The picture showed a stick figure portrait of the entire StarFox Team and Krystal, with halos over the deceased.
Falco smirked. "It's cool. I like it."
"Can you draw, Falco-chan?"
Falco nodded as he held out his invisible hand as a gesture for asking for a crayon. Starr picked up a black crayon and placed it on his elder's palm. Unlike Fox, Starr can see his ghastly "uncles and aunt." His mother could too, but not Fox or Tricky.
Slippy and Peppy walked by when they noticed their comrade sketching a picture of Starr. It was a very well-drawn picture, sketchy, but well- drawn. It had all of the proportions, shadows, lighting, and even the wrinkles of Starr's clothing and every single strand of down and developing feather. The frog and rabbit watched, gaping. They've never seen anything so GOOD!
"Wow," Slippy muttered as he placed his hand on his feathered friend's shoulder. Falco shook it off, but the frog continued his praise, "That's really good!"
Falco murmured his thanks dryly. He turned to the gazing Starr, his amethystine eyes admiring his fellow falcon's work. The blue tiercel asked, "Like it?"
"Like it?" Starr repeated. "I LOVE IT!!!"
"Thanks, cuz' if ya don't, then I'm gonna erase that ugly face of yours."
"Falco-chan!"
"I'm just kidding!"
Starr laughed, then looked up to the tall tiercel. "Falco-chan, can I ask you a question?"
"Shoot, kiddo."
"Will you be my new papa?"
"WHAAAAAAAAT???" Falco screamed as he fell back. Slippy and Peppy laughed.
Starr watched the blue falcon fall. "Why not? You're so cool, and so unlike my real papa! Plus, you're in love with my mama, right? You'd make a great papa!"
"Eh-eh-eh-In love????"
"Yeah!"
Falco shook his head and staggered to his feet. "I-I'm not love with your mom! No way!"
"What?"
"Aw, c'mon, Falco!" Slippy said nudging Falco. "Just do it!"
Falco shuddered. "Do what?"
"Be Starr's new dad!" Peppy said smiling. "To be honest, I think you and Diva make a wonderful couple."
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT???????!!!!!!"
Slippy concurred, "Yeah! Why don't you dump Katt and go for Diva?"
"Number one: How can I dump Katt if we never go out? (I don't even LIKE her!) Number two: Why in the world would I go for a macho chick like Diva? Number three: I'd make a terrible husband and father! Number four: How can I marry a girl if I'm DEAD?????!!!"
Starr nodded, "Good point."
***
Diva sat there as Fox trekked back to her son. Her spear and tasekkon were ready in her hands, ready to slash, club, and clobber. She knows something is coming. She can feel it. It's coming all right. Something bad. Something evil. Wicked. Sinister. Baneful. Malicious. There are more synonyms for the word "evil," but all of them put together would not match the malevolence of what is coming.
She can feel it. It's in her spine. She has that tingling feeling on her spine, her feathers ruffling as it approaches.
She's ready for it. And this time, it won't get her again.
***
"Gosh, this is heavy..." Fox thought aloud as he carried the water and fish- filled bucket through the forest. He began to wonder why Diva would fill the bucket with water before putting in the fish.
But his thoughts were not fully on the fish, but mainly on the falcon woman herself. Something's wrong, he can sense it. The way she spoke to him, that expression on her face, carrying a spear around when its purpose wasn't to catch fish... all this was fishy itself (no pun intended). If he doesn't go back there, something will happen, he just know it...
"BOO!!!"
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Fox screamed as he flung the bucket in the air. The water splashed everywhere, spilling every drop of H2O and fish. The vulpine fell to his knees as the forest floor absorbed the water, the fish flip-flopping on the grass.
The bucket kept flying until it landed atop a small dinosaur's head. Tricky laughed as he stood away Fox then leaped by his side, the bucket still on his head, "Fox, wassup?"
"LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO, YA WALKING LEATHER BAG!!!!!!!!" Fox hollered as he grabbed a stick and smacked the bucket multiple times, making clanging noises and dizzying the little EarthWalker prince.
Tricky wobbled about then shook off the bucket. He laughed nervously, "Hah! I scared ya good!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Fox sarcastically "laughed" as he gathered up the fish and placed them in the newly emptied bucket. He held it lightly with a loose grip, feeling its weight. It's a whole lighter now, since Diva only caught three small fish.
Before Fox would continue his journey back to Starr, a piercing scream penetrated the stillness in the air. Tricky recognized that scream. "It's Diva!"
"I knew it!" Fox gasped as he turned to race back to the falcon woman, blindly still carrying the bucket of fish with him.
***
Diva shook as she stood by the riverbank with spear and tasekkon in her hands. Could it be true? She knew it! That strange feeling... it was true... Diva knew it is coming. "He", actually, not "it". That hawk, that hawk man who violated her... twice... he has returned.
But there was a halo over his head... that couldn't mean that he's...
The hawk smiled that familiar grin that Diva has always known. He smirked as he greeted, "Hello again, my dear... we meet again."
"You... it can't be..."
"Oh, but it is," he said as he stepped out of the shadows, bringing himself out into the daylight. He was almost see-through, translucent, in fact, with a halo over his head... just like all the other ghosts.
"Wh-What do you want with me???"
"You... just you..."
"M-Me? But how? Why? You can't rape me anymore! You don't have a body!"
"I don't need a body to own you, my dear."
Suddenly the hawk vanished quickly in thin air then reappeared just inches away from the falcon, as if teleporting. Diva quickly reacted by flipping back then swinging her tasekkon on his head. The club only passed through like it was going through mist. Diva tried again with her spear, thrusting it through his chest. No good. Just like the tasekkon the spear only passed through him. Diva learned the hard way that one cannot fight a ghost.
The hawk grabbed the woman's spear then flipped her backwards into the ground. Diva fell on her face, her beak digging into the riverbank's soft soil. She crawled then struggled to stagger back into her feet, but the hawk was much too quick. He teleported in front of her then struck by slapping her hard with the back of his hand, right on her pretty face. Diva fell again, right on her back. The ghost then dropped atop her, pinning her to the ground. The young woman struggled for freedom, kicking her feet and screaming, but the hawk kept her on the ground. There was nothing Diva could do but stay on the ground, not being able to move.
The eyes of the hawk then started glowing. He stood from where he lay, but Diva was still pinned to the ground. It was if his hands were still around her wrists, even if there was nothing. She gasped, "How-"
"By the power of lust that kept me roaming about in this miserable planet, I was able to achieve great powers to get what I want... you."
"Ah....What..."
The hawk grinned as he placed his filthy hands on Diva's thighs, quite close to her cunt, then slowly started to roll up her flowing skirt. "Plus... I have a master, my lord, who needs you as part of his plan... he's the one wants your body... but me... all I want... is just you... just you..."
The red-tailed hawk felt a strong wind blow against him as a fish-filled bucket was thrown through him. It didn't move him, but it did catch his attention. He looked up and saw his two new nemeses-Fox McCloud and Prince Tricky. The ghost shouted at them, "You... how could you see me???"
Tricky heard his voice, but still couldn't see the ghost. "We can't. But what we DID see you roll up Miss Diva's skirt!" He turned to Fox, "You moron! Do you really think throwing your breakfast will knock off an invisible GHOST???"
"Hey, it's an automatic response, okay???"
Tricky sneered, "Feh! When you're unarmed of your staff, you fight like a girl!"
"See if your smart-@ss remarks works when you drown in the river, punk!" Fox barked as he kicked Tricky into the river. He watched the little dinosaur splash into the water then turned back to where Diva lay, assuming that ghost hawk was still there. "Who are you?"
The hawk bowed, although he knows Fox won't be able to see him. "My name is Kuro Youkai. And I shall be the one to deliver your death to my lord, General Scales!"
((to be continued...))
***
Chapter 7: "Enter Kuro Youkai"
Fox stared blankly at Starr as he lay on the ground, he hands over his apple-wounded manhood. "Uncles... aunt..." His dazed eyes examined his surroundings. "I don't see anyone or anything!"
"Of course, you don't. They're ghosts."
"G-G....G-Ghosts?...." Fox shuddered, then struggled to laugh it off. "W- What are you talking about, Starr? There's no such thing as ghosts!"
"Oh, yeah?" Starr looked up. "Aunty?" One of the apples lifted from the ground all by itself and was thrown on Fox's head. "Then can you explain that?" Starr said.
Fox's face fell on the forest floor in a splat. He looked back at Starr and muttered, "Change in wind directions?"
"It's us, you moron!" Falco's voice yelled in the empty space of the forest.
Peppy's voice also spoke. "Long time no see, Fox!"
Fox shook. "Wha... Who... Who's there? Who are you???"
"It's us, Fox!" Slippy's ghost said as he poked Fox on the shoulder. "Don't you remember your own Team?"
Fox screamed as soon as Slippy's finger touched his shoulder, crawling up then staggering to his feet. "T-Team..."
"The StarFox Team! Us! Me, Slippy! And Peppy and Falco!"
"Mah... my Team is dead..."
"You're right, Fox," Krystal said as she placed her invisible hand on her friend's shoulder. "And so am I."
"K-Krystal????????"
Starr chuckled. "You seemed surprised to see them, Uncle Fox..."
"See WHAT???"
"Your friends! As ghosts!"
"G-Ghosts? GHOSTS?"
"C'mon, Fox..." Peppy chuckled. "Don't ya miss us?..."
"Ah.... ah.... GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" Fox screamed as he held his head and ran.
The StarFox Team stared as Starr clicked his tongue, "Don't worry, guys. It'll take time."
***
Fox ran a few good miles when he decided to stop by a river. Sitting on a rock, he leaned on his palms and moaned. He was confused, his world spinning like a child's toy top. First, his Great Fox came crashing on Dinosaur Planet, killing his Team and nearly killing him. Then the Krazoa Palace burned down and killed Krystal. Then they come back to kill him. Then he gets rescued by Diva and Starr's uncles only to find out about the plans of the Krazoa, followed by meeting with his late friends' ghosts. What is going on?
As he sat there, he noticed the sitting Diva on the corner of his eye. As he watched her he noticed her sad eyes gazing on the spear, with no fish caught.
Fox stood up and approached the sitting woman. "Diva? Why haven't you caught any fish yet?"
"What?" Diva gasped when she heard Fox's voice, turning her head to face him.
Fox scratched his head. "We've been waiting for you for I don't know how long. What were you doing?"
"Just... thinking...." she said with that melancholy tone returning to her voice.
"Um, Diva... are you okay?"
"I'll be fine.... Can I ask you something, Fox?"
"Hmmm? What is it?"
Diva gazed upon the sky as it dimmed when the clouds covered the shining sun. "If something ever happens to me... will you take care of Starr and make sure he returns home to Lylat?"
"Huh? W-What?... What are you saying, Diva-"
"Will you, Fox?"
Fox scratched his head again. What she's saying is somehow stirring up anxiety towards the fox. "Um, sure, of course I will! Don't worry, Diva- san, I'll take care of Starr."
"Good." Diva turned around and pointed to a bucket a short distance, "There, the fish is over there. Go ahead and take it to Starr. He'll cook it for you."
"He can cook?"
"Of course! He can take care of himself... but I'm asking you to watch over him when something happens to me because he is still a child, and I don't want anything to happen to him."
"Oh... uh... okay," Fox muttered as he walked towards the bucket and took the handle, lifting it from the ground. The bucket was filled with water and three small swimming fish. It was obvious Diva caught these by hand rather than by spear... but if she can fish without a spear, why does she have it in the first place?
As he walked back to where Starr was, thoughts swam in his mind. I have a bad feeling, he thought, something terrible is going to happen...
***
"Can I see that picture you're drawing, Starr-chan?" Falco asked.
The young boy grinned as he stepped aside from the rock. The picture showed a stick figure portrait of the entire StarFox Team and Krystal, with halos over the deceased.
Falco smirked. "It's cool. I like it."
"Can you draw, Falco-chan?"
Falco nodded as he held out his invisible hand as a gesture for asking for a crayon. Starr picked up a black crayon and placed it on his elder's palm. Unlike Fox, Starr can see his ghastly "uncles and aunt." His mother could too, but not Fox or Tricky.
Slippy and Peppy walked by when they noticed their comrade sketching a picture of Starr. It was a very well-drawn picture, sketchy, but well- drawn. It had all of the proportions, shadows, lighting, and even the wrinkles of Starr's clothing and every single strand of down and developing feather. The frog and rabbit watched, gaping. They've never seen anything so GOOD!
"Wow," Slippy muttered as he placed his hand on his feathered friend's shoulder. Falco shook it off, but the frog continued his praise, "That's really good!"
Falco murmured his thanks dryly. He turned to the gazing Starr, his amethystine eyes admiring his fellow falcon's work. The blue tiercel asked, "Like it?"
"Like it?" Starr repeated. "I LOVE IT!!!"
"Thanks, cuz' if ya don't, then I'm gonna erase that ugly face of yours."
"Falco-chan!"
"I'm just kidding!"
Starr laughed, then looked up to the tall tiercel. "Falco-chan, can I ask you a question?"
"Shoot, kiddo."
"Will you be my new papa?"
"WHAAAAAAAAT???" Falco screamed as he fell back. Slippy and Peppy laughed.
Starr watched the blue falcon fall. "Why not? You're so cool, and so unlike my real papa! Plus, you're in love with my mama, right? You'd make a great papa!"
"Eh-eh-eh-In love????"
"Yeah!"
Falco shook his head and staggered to his feet. "I-I'm not love with your mom! No way!"
"What?"
"Aw, c'mon, Falco!" Slippy said nudging Falco. "Just do it!"
Falco shuddered. "Do what?"
"Be Starr's new dad!" Peppy said smiling. "To be honest, I think you and Diva make a wonderful couple."
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT???????!!!!!!"
Slippy concurred, "Yeah! Why don't you dump Katt and go for Diva?"
"Number one: How can I dump Katt if we never go out? (I don't even LIKE her!) Number two: Why in the world would I go for a macho chick like Diva? Number three: I'd make a terrible husband and father! Number four: How can I marry a girl if I'm DEAD?????!!!"
Starr nodded, "Good point."
***
Diva sat there as Fox trekked back to her son. Her spear and tasekkon were ready in her hands, ready to slash, club, and clobber. She knows something is coming. She can feel it. It's coming all right. Something bad. Something evil. Wicked. Sinister. Baneful. Malicious. There are more synonyms for the word "evil," but all of them put together would not match the malevolence of what is coming.
She can feel it. It's in her spine. She has that tingling feeling on her spine, her feathers ruffling as it approaches.
She's ready for it. And this time, it won't get her again.
***
"Gosh, this is heavy..." Fox thought aloud as he carried the water and fish- filled bucket through the forest. He began to wonder why Diva would fill the bucket with water before putting in the fish.
But his thoughts were not fully on the fish, but mainly on the falcon woman herself. Something's wrong, he can sense it. The way she spoke to him, that expression on her face, carrying a spear around when its purpose wasn't to catch fish... all this was fishy itself (no pun intended). If he doesn't go back there, something will happen, he just know it...
"BOO!!!"
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Fox screamed as he flung the bucket in the air. The water splashed everywhere, spilling every drop of H2O and fish. The vulpine fell to his knees as the forest floor absorbed the water, the fish flip-flopping on the grass.
The bucket kept flying until it landed atop a small dinosaur's head. Tricky laughed as he stood away Fox then leaped by his side, the bucket still on his head, "Fox, wassup?"
"LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO, YA WALKING LEATHER BAG!!!!!!!!" Fox hollered as he grabbed a stick and smacked the bucket multiple times, making clanging noises and dizzying the little EarthWalker prince.
Tricky wobbled about then shook off the bucket. He laughed nervously, "Hah! I scared ya good!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Fox sarcastically "laughed" as he gathered up the fish and placed them in the newly emptied bucket. He held it lightly with a loose grip, feeling its weight. It's a whole lighter now, since Diva only caught three small fish.
Before Fox would continue his journey back to Starr, a piercing scream penetrated the stillness in the air. Tricky recognized that scream. "It's Diva!"
"I knew it!" Fox gasped as he turned to race back to the falcon woman, blindly still carrying the bucket of fish with him.
***
Diva shook as she stood by the riverbank with spear and tasekkon in her hands. Could it be true? She knew it! That strange feeling... it was true... Diva knew it is coming. "He", actually, not "it". That hawk, that hawk man who violated her... twice... he has returned.
But there was a halo over his head... that couldn't mean that he's...
The hawk smiled that familiar grin that Diva has always known. He smirked as he greeted, "Hello again, my dear... we meet again."
"You... it can't be..."
"Oh, but it is," he said as he stepped out of the shadows, bringing himself out into the daylight. He was almost see-through, translucent, in fact, with a halo over his head... just like all the other ghosts.
"Wh-What do you want with me???"
"You... just you..."
"M-Me? But how? Why? You can't rape me anymore! You don't have a body!"
"I don't need a body to own you, my dear."
Suddenly the hawk vanished quickly in thin air then reappeared just inches away from the falcon, as if teleporting. Diva quickly reacted by flipping back then swinging her tasekkon on his head. The club only passed through like it was going through mist. Diva tried again with her spear, thrusting it through his chest. No good. Just like the tasekkon the spear only passed through him. Diva learned the hard way that one cannot fight a ghost.
The hawk grabbed the woman's spear then flipped her backwards into the ground. Diva fell on her face, her beak digging into the riverbank's soft soil. She crawled then struggled to stagger back into her feet, but the hawk was much too quick. He teleported in front of her then struck by slapping her hard with the back of his hand, right on her pretty face. Diva fell again, right on her back. The ghost then dropped atop her, pinning her to the ground. The young woman struggled for freedom, kicking her feet and screaming, but the hawk kept her on the ground. There was nothing Diva could do but stay on the ground, not being able to move.
The eyes of the hawk then started glowing. He stood from where he lay, but Diva was still pinned to the ground. It was if his hands were still around her wrists, even if there was nothing. She gasped, "How-"
"By the power of lust that kept me roaming about in this miserable planet, I was able to achieve great powers to get what I want... you."
"Ah....What..."
The hawk grinned as he placed his filthy hands on Diva's thighs, quite close to her cunt, then slowly started to roll up her flowing skirt. "Plus... I have a master, my lord, who needs you as part of his plan... he's the one wants your body... but me... all I want... is just you... just you..."
The red-tailed hawk felt a strong wind blow against him as a fish-filled bucket was thrown through him. It didn't move him, but it did catch his attention. He looked up and saw his two new nemeses-Fox McCloud and Prince Tricky. The ghost shouted at them, "You... how could you see me???"
Tricky heard his voice, but still couldn't see the ghost. "We can't. But what we DID see you roll up Miss Diva's skirt!" He turned to Fox, "You moron! Do you really think throwing your breakfast will knock off an invisible GHOST???"
"Hey, it's an automatic response, okay???"
Tricky sneered, "Feh! When you're unarmed of your staff, you fight like a girl!"
"See if your smart-@ss remarks works when you drown in the river, punk!" Fox barked as he kicked Tricky into the river. He watched the little dinosaur splash into the water then turned back to where Diva lay, assuming that ghost hawk was still there. "Who are you?"
The hawk bowed, although he knows Fox won't be able to see him. "My name is Kuro Youkai. And I shall be the one to deliver your death to my lord, General Scales!"
((to be continued...))