A/N: Hey thanks for waiting, school can be a pain in the khundingy (If you
don't know what that is, look at the words before it) and it has been
lately. Expected to get this chapter up earlier but I just told you my
excuse...er...read above. Not really any action in this one but it should
still be good. Read on noble......er..... readers!
Disclaimer: Sega owns Sonic, Nintendo owns StarFox, I own Deacon, Roger, Casey and anyone else I come up with who's not in any other fics. Get it? Got it? Good.
Husky/Bulldog Unit HQ;1347hrs "So did they decide on a course of action yet?" Roger asked as he held a heavy bag for his wingman Deacon. The coyote paused for a second, looking at the rottweiler before continuing his assault on the bag, "I don't know Roger," he said sarcastically, "I've been hearing rumors around saying we're going to war. Can you believe that?" Deacon punctuated the question with a body shot. Just then, a grey owl, Tracy Jasper, one of the newly assigned Husky pilots ran in. "Hey, turn the tv on," Tracy said excitedly "Commander Grey's on the news!". Ness, who was sitting on the couch at the time, turned around towards the energetic bird. "If ah put it on tha' news, will ya stop bouncin' all ova' like a gravball?" the hyena said with his southern accent, Tracy stopped, nodded, then jumped over the couch planting herself next to the Bulldog pilot. Ness mumbled something about a new feather pillow before switching to LNN, the Lylat News Network, "What's 'e 'sposed to be talkin' about?" he asked, getting comfortable on the couch. Roger let go of the bag, "Why don't you watch and see" he shouted over to the hyena.
On the tv, Bill was standing before a podium. The dog was talking about preparation for the war, apparently, Corneria, Fortuna, Katina, and after the planet is liberated from Andross, Macbeth were going to pull their forces together. "Through joint efforts, the Allied Planets have constructed a heavy cruiser, which has been named the Vendetta which will be the spearhead of our main force. General Pepper, President Mertin, Admiral Parish, and myself will be on the Vendetta leading the main strike force...."
"Commander Grey's leaving!?" Tracy exclaimed as she jumped up from the couch and turned to the three canines in the room, "Then who's gonna be in charge!?". Deacon sighed and walked towards the couch, "First off, quit fretting. It's not good for your health" the coyote stated, "Secondly, we don't know since our XO was killed a few weeks ago, so we gotta wait for a new one, until then, quit worrying...........and take something to deal with that hyperactivity you seem to be suffering from." he finished and walked out of the rec room. The owl watched as the door closed behind the coyote, she started to shift her feet nervously which led to a slight bouncing motion, Ness saw this and "Stop right now, I'm warnin' ya" he said, quickly putting an end to her motions.
"So what have you heard about these guys?" an attractive looking chocolate brown coyote asked her equally beautiful friend, a honey colored collie. "Husky Unit has some pretty good pilots, as does Bulldog Unit. Informal command even though the commander's been told to be more rigid with them" she replied looking down at a data pad that had the roster of both units on it, "I hope they have some cuties for me" the collie added with a mischevious grin, the coyote looked at her friend "Oh be quiet you heiffer" she said with a laugh. As the two canines continued down the hall of the HQ until they came across the rec room door, the two stepped in and looked around the almost empty room, seeing two figures on the couch watching the news, and another by the heavy bag landing punches with an almost rythmic frequency. The coyote spoke up again, "Um, hey are you all in Husky Unit?", Ness turned around with a neutral look on his face "Miss, Ah take offense ta' that question" the hyena said looking at the two ladies, "but these two clowns ah'" he finished then turned back around. Roger, who was at the heavy bag ceased his one-sided boxing match and turned toward the two ladies. "Hi, I'm Roger," the rottwieler said, taking off his gloves to shake their paws, " That's Tracy over there, and that..uh..charming (yeah, right) hyena is Ness." he finished. "Tykal, and this is Amaya" the coyote said, shaking Roger's paw, "Nice to meet you" Amaya added, Roger smiled and nodded. "So you two new here?" the rottwieler asked, the two canines nodded "We just got transferred from Pheonix Unit HQ near Kliest City." Amaya said, "Well, y'all came a good while away haven't ya?'" Roger said with a smile, "Well, if you'll follow me, I'll give you a tour of the base." Tykal and Amaya smiled and walked out the rottweiler in between them. Roger turned his head and winked at Ness before walking out the room. The hyena scoffed, muttering "Cocky bastahd"
Meanwhile, Deacon strolled out of the base over to the airfield where his arwing was parked. Getting to the green/grey fighter, he climbed up on the wing, feeling the warm Katinan breeze ruffle his fur slightly. The coyote leaned against the cockpit's canopy lazily and let his gaze settle on the Unit Registration Code printed next to the thruster: KMF-RFU-169A2, he was about to fall asleep until..."DEACON!?! WHERE IN THE HOLY HELL ARE YOU!?" Casey's shouting scared the coyote out of his daze..and off the wing of his fighter, Deacon hit the ground with a soft thud. "All that was not necessary," Deacon said, rubbing his ear, "I CAN hear, I'm not fucking deaf dammit." Casey sauntered over to the now upright coyote, " I know, but I've call looking for you for ten minutes. Your dad's here." At this, the coyote stood straight up, "My dad's here?" the pit bull nodded "What's he doing here? I thought he was going with mo-" Deacon quickly cut himself off, getting a queasy look for a second before looking normal again, "I thought he was going on vacation." he said after a moment. The pit bull stared at his comrade inquisitively for a brief moment before shaking his head, "Well, whatever, he's here now and he wants to holla' at you." The coyote nodded as he stood up and walked back to base with his wingman.
Several minutes later in an office, Deacon stepped in to see an aged silver coyote in Katinan dress greys with his back turned to him. The younger coyote recognized him immediately, and because of the dress the other was in, assumed he was summoned for something important and quickly went to attention. "Sir, Sergeant Deacon Yote reporting as ordered sir." The coyote said as he saluted. The elder coyote turned around, a smile tugging at his muzzle, "How've you been Deacon, looks like you're doing well" he said, eyeing his son. Deacon smiled back dropping his salute,"It's good to see you again Dad, it's been a while" he responded as the elder Yote stepped over towards him and hugged him. As Deacon's father released him and sat on the desk behind him, his son took a seat in a nearby chair, "So what brings you from your vacation huh?" Deacon asked, Admiral Yote tossed the younger coyote a grey velvet box, Deacon looked at his father with a raised eyebrow as he slowly opened the box, revealing a gold bar. The younger coyote looked up at his father, jaw dropped momentarily before replying, "You're kidding, right?". Admiral Yote stood up once again, "Bill told me he was promoting you to third lieutenant, he felt you were ready for it now and felt you were the most qualified for the position. You're command goes into effect tomorrow at 1200hrs., but for now, he wants you and several pilots of your choice to go on an assignment." "An assignment huh?" Deacon said, "which is?", "You and your team are going to take a fighter warp shuttle to Shiva's Rift in Sector Y, Andross' fleet hit the Cornerians hard and they need support. Husky Unit's Alpha and Bravo wings are already en route, you're going for fighter cover." Admiral Yote responded. Deacon nodded as he stood upright and saluted, "Lieutenant Yote is on the job, sir" he said as he dropped the salute. The coyote's father smiled as he saluted back, "Be careful, son..." he said as his now only son left.
Down the hall from the office Deacon had went in, Casey leaned against the wall. His ears perked up slightly when he heard the door open and shut, the pit bull turned his head to see Deacon walk down the hall trying hard to keep his composure. "So how's it feel to be a lieutenant now?" Casey said with a grin on his face, the coyote looked at him grinning like an idiot, "I'll tell you when I've calmed down." Deacon said as he stopped, the pit bull looked at him inquisitively asking "Well why can't you tell me now?", "'Cause I'm liable to start jumpin' around and scream like a sissy",Casey stifled a laugh at his friend's response, "And your point being?" the pit bull said, Deacon just looked at him and resumed walking, his grin disappearing. "I need four pilots to come wit' me to Sector Y, flying support for Alpha and Bravo wing" The coyote said as he headed for the rec room, Casey tapped Deacon on his shoulder and held up three fingers as the coyote turned around, "Ya' need three." the pit bull said, Deacon turned around and continued forward, "I take it you want to come along" he said, "You got that right buddy" Casey replied. The two pilots walked into the rec room, looking around for their friend the rottweiler. Ness heard the two come in and pointed to his right with his left middle finger, " He had two girls wid' 'em" the hyena said, never taking his eyes off the tv. The two canines turned to leave, with a "Thanks fudgepacker" before the door closed behind them. Casey looked down the hall for a moment, contemplating where the rottwieler was, "Where in Lylat did he go?" the pit bull said, getting impatient. Deacon folded his arms, thinking before he finally spoke up, "Well, Ness said, he was with two girls when he left so all we have to do is follow the-", "YOU PIG! *SMACK!!*", "-smack." the coyote finished. Roger stumbled backwards into the hallway holding his muzzle, Casey could only laugh, Deacon smiled as he looked at his stricken friend. "Hey Romeo!" the coyote shouted, "When you're done getting shot down, I need you and two others to go to Sector Y with me!" Roger looked at his friend as he leaned on the wall, "Alright," the rotweiller started as an angry Amaya and an amused Tykal came into view, "just give me time to get the feeling back in my face." Casey lowered his head, trying not to laugh, "That's sad" he said "You got all da' feelin' knocked out ya' this time.", "Well you try getting slapped in the face and tell me it don't get numb." Roger countered. "Are you two done yet?" Deacon asked, getting impatient "We got a job to do, so if y'all would please...", the coyote's two wingmen finished consorting and headed out with him. "What about the other two pilots we need?" Roger asked as they headed out towards the airfield, Deacon hopped into his cockpit, initiating the pre-flight sequences, "Don't worry," the coyote said, "I'm pretty sure we can handle it ourselves."
A.N.: Disappointed by this chapter? Don't worry, next chapter's gonna be full of things getting blown up. Next: Battle of Katina!!
Disclaimer: Sega owns Sonic, Nintendo owns StarFox, I own Deacon, Roger, Casey and anyone else I come up with who's not in any other fics. Get it? Got it? Good.
Husky/Bulldog Unit HQ;1347hrs "So did they decide on a course of action yet?" Roger asked as he held a heavy bag for his wingman Deacon. The coyote paused for a second, looking at the rottweiler before continuing his assault on the bag, "I don't know Roger," he said sarcastically, "I've been hearing rumors around saying we're going to war. Can you believe that?" Deacon punctuated the question with a body shot. Just then, a grey owl, Tracy Jasper, one of the newly assigned Husky pilots ran in. "Hey, turn the tv on," Tracy said excitedly "Commander Grey's on the news!". Ness, who was sitting on the couch at the time, turned around towards the energetic bird. "If ah put it on tha' news, will ya stop bouncin' all ova' like a gravball?" the hyena said with his southern accent, Tracy stopped, nodded, then jumped over the couch planting herself next to the Bulldog pilot. Ness mumbled something about a new feather pillow before switching to LNN, the Lylat News Network, "What's 'e 'sposed to be talkin' about?" he asked, getting comfortable on the couch. Roger let go of the bag, "Why don't you watch and see" he shouted over to the hyena.
On the tv, Bill was standing before a podium. The dog was talking about preparation for the war, apparently, Corneria, Fortuna, Katina, and after the planet is liberated from Andross, Macbeth were going to pull their forces together. "Through joint efforts, the Allied Planets have constructed a heavy cruiser, which has been named the Vendetta which will be the spearhead of our main force. General Pepper, President Mertin, Admiral Parish, and myself will be on the Vendetta leading the main strike force...."
"Commander Grey's leaving!?" Tracy exclaimed as she jumped up from the couch and turned to the three canines in the room, "Then who's gonna be in charge!?". Deacon sighed and walked towards the couch, "First off, quit fretting. It's not good for your health" the coyote stated, "Secondly, we don't know since our XO was killed a few weeks ago, so we gotta wait for a new one, until then, quit worrying...........and take something to deal with that hyperactivity you seem to be suffering from." he finished and walked out of the rec room. The owl watched as the door closed behind the coyote, she started to shift her feet nervously which led to a slight bouncing motion, Ness saw this and "Stop right now, I'm warnin' ya" he said, quickly putting an end to her motions.
"So what have you heard about these guys?" an attractive looking chocolate brown coyote asked her equally beautiful friend, a honey colored collie. "Husky Unit has some pretty good pilots, as does Bulldog Unit. Informal command even though the commander's been told to be more rigid with them" she replied looking down at a data pad that had the roster of both units on it, "I hope they have some cuties for me" the collie added with a mischevious grin, the coyote looked at her friend "Oh be quiet you heiffer" she said with a laugh. As the two canines continued down the hall of the HQ until they came across the rec room door, the two stepped in and looked around the almost empty room, seeing two figures on the couch watching the news, and another by the heavy bag landing punches with an almost rythmic frequency. The coyote spoke up again, "Um, hey are you all in Husky Unit?", Ness turned around with a neutral look on his face "Miss, Ah take offense ta' that question" the hyena said looking at the two ladies, "but these two clowns ah'" he finished then turned back around. Roger, who was at the heavy bag ceased his one-sided boxing match and turned toward the two ladies. "Hi, I'm Roger," the rottwieler said, taking off his gloves to shake their paws, " That's Tracy over there, and that..uh..charming (yeah, right) hyena is Ness." he finished. "Tykal, and this is Amaya" the coyote said, shaking Roger's paw, "Nice to meet you" Amaya added, Roger smiled and nodded. "So you two new here?" the rottwieler asked, the two canines nodded "We just got transferred from Pheonix Unit HQ near Kliest City." Amaya said, "Well, y'all came a good while away haven't ya?'" Roger said with a smile, "Well, if you'll follow me, I'll give you a tour of the base." Tykal and Amaya smiled and walked out the rottweiler in between them. Roger turned his head and winked at Ness before walking out the room. The hyena scoffed, muttering "Cocky bastahd"
Meanwhile, Deacon strolled out of the base over to the airfield where his arwing was parked. Getting to the green/grey fighter, he climbed up on the wing, feeling the warm Katinan breeze ruffle his fur slightly. The coyote leaned against the cockpit's canopy lazily and let his gaze settle on the Unit Registration Code printed next to the thruster: KMF-RFU-169A2, he was about to fall asleep until..."DEACON!?! WHERE IN THE HOLY HELL ARE YOU!?" Casey's shouting scared the coyote out of his daze..and off the wing of his fighter, Deacon hit the ground with a soft thud. "All that was not necessary," Deacon said, rubbing his ear, "I CAN hear, I'm not fucking deaf dammit." Casey sauntered over to the now upright coyote, " I know, but I've call looking for you for ten minutes. Your dad's here." At this, the coyote stood straight up, "My dad's here?" the pit bull nodded "What's he doing here? I thought he was going with mo-" Deacon quickly cut himself off, getting a queasy look for a second before looking normal again, "I thought he was going on vacation." he said after a moment. The pit bull stared at his comrade inquisitively for a brief moment before shaking his head, "Well, whatever, he's here now and he wants to holla' at you." The coyote nodded as he stood up and walked back to base with his wingman.
Several minutes later in an office, Deacon stepped in to see an aged silver coyote in Katinan dress greys with his back turned to him. The younger coyote recognized him immediately, and because of the dress the other was in, assumed he was summoned for something important and quickly went to attention. "Sir, Sergeant Deacon Yote reporting as ordered sir." The coyote said as he saluted. The elder coyote turned around, a smile tugging at his muzzle, "How've you been Deacon, looks like you're doing well" he said, eyeing his son. Deacon smiled back dropping his salute,"It's good to see you again Dad, it's been a while" he responded as the elder Yote stepped over towards him and hugged him. As Deacon's father released him and sat on the desk behind him, his son took a seat in a nearby chair, "So what brings you from your vacation huh?" Deacon asked, Admiral Yote tossed the younger coyote a grey velvet box, Deacon looked at his father with a raised eyebrow as he slowly opened the box, revealing a gold bar. The younger coyote looked up at his father, jaw dropped momentarily before replying, "You're kidding, right?". Admiral Yote stood up once again, "Bill told me he was promoting you to third lieutenant, he felt you were ready for it now and felt you were the most qualified for the position. You're command goes into effect tomorrow at 1200hrs., but for now, he wants you and several pilots of your choice to go on an assignment." "An assignment huh?" Deacon said, "which is?", "You and your team are going to take a fighter warp shuttle to Shiva's Rift in Sector Y, Andross' fleet hit the Cornerians hard and they need support. Husky Unit's Alpha and Bravo wings are already en route, you're going for fighter cover." Admiral Yote responded. Deacon nodded as he stood upright and saluted, "Lieutenant Yote is on the job, sir" he said as he dropped the salute. The coyote's father smiled as he saluted back, "Be careful, son..." he said as his now only son left.
Down the hall from the office Deacon had went in, Casey leaned against the wall. His ears perked up slightly when he heard the door open and shut, the pit bull turned his head to see Deacon walk down the hall trying hard to keep his composure. "So how's it feel to be a lieutenant now?" Casey said with a grin on his face, the coyote looked at him grinning like an idiot, "I'll tell you when I've calmed down." Deacon said as he stopped, the pit bull looked at him inquisitively asking "Well why can't you tell me now?", "'Cause I'm liable to start jumpin' around and scream like a sissy",Casey stifled a laugh at his friend's response, "And your point being?" the pit bull said, Deacon just looked at him and resumed walking, his grin disappearing. "I need four pilots to come wit' me to Sector Y, flying support for Alpha and Bravo wing" The coyote said as he headed for the rec room, Casey tapped Deacon on his shoulder and held up three fingers as the coyote turned around, "Ya' need three." the pit bull said, Deacon turned around and continued forward, "I take it you want to come along" he said, "You got that right buddy" Casey replied. The two pilots walked into the rec room, looking around for their friend the rottweiler. Ness heard the two come in and pointed to his right with his left middle finger, " He had two girls wid' 'em" the hyena said, never taking his eyes off the tv. The two canines turned to leave, with a "Thanks fudgepacker" before the door closed behind them. Casey looked down the hall for a moment, contemplating where the rottwieler was, "Where in Lylat did he go?" the pit bull said, getting impatient. Deacon folded his arms, thinking before he finally spoke up, "Well, Ness said, he was with two girls when he left so all we have to do is follow the-", "YOU PIG! *SMACK!!*", "-smack." the coyote finished. Roger stumbled backwards into the hallway holding his muzzle, Casey could only laugh, Deacon smiled as he looked at his stricken friend. "Hey Romeo!" the coyote shouted, "When you're done getting shot down, I need you and two others to go to Sector Y with me!" Roger looked at his friend as he leaned on the wall, "Alright," the rotweiller started as an angry Amaya and an amused Tykal came into view, "just give me time to get the feeling back in my face." Casey lowered his head, trying not to laugh, "That's sad" he said "You got all da' feelin' knocked out ya' this time.", "Well you try getting slapped in the face and tell me it don't get numb." Roger countered. "Are you two done yet?" Deacon asked, getting impatient "We got a job to do, so if y'all would please...", the coyote's two wingmen finished consorting and headed out with him. "What about the other two pilots we need?" Roger asked as they headed out towards the airfield, Deacon hopped into his cockpit, initiating the pre-flight sequences, "Don't worry," the coyote said, "I'm pretty sure we can handle it ourselves."
A.N.: Disappointed by this chapter? Don't worry, next chapter's gonna be full of things getting blown up. Next: Battle of Katina!!