Disclaimer: No, Star Fox does not belong to me. And I swear, if you guys don't know that, then you're more idiotic than I thought.
I had to be brought back to Corneria to get my ship repaired and to get me repaired. The trip was long and monotonous, as we were about as far away as possible from Corneria. Once we got there, the team brought me to a Cornerian hospital, and took my Arwing to a nearby repair shop.
The injuries to me weren't all that bad. The worse one was a deep cut in my shoulder. However, my friends came in and told me that the Arwing was in bad shape. The cockpit was shattered by my untimely exit, and everything on the right side of the Arwing was damaged or destroyed, including my oxygen tank, right wing, and the stabilizers.
I groaned at the price, and banged my hand down on the nightstand. "We need to complete the mission!" I yelled. "We need the money!"
"They're too powerful, Fox. With Falco on their side, it's five to three. There is nothing you can do."
"That #@$% bird!" I yelled.
I was mad right about now. With that Arwing, I would never get off the ground. And without getting off the ground, how in the heck was I supposed to get the money for repairs. I threw off the white blankets and ran out the door. Peppy and Slippy both called for me behind, but I was too angry to care. I was heading for Peppy's Arwing when I saw a shape in the sky. I ran back into the hospital.
"To the bunkers!" I cried. "We're being bombed!"
We all headed to the bunkers that were built on Corneria since the first war against Andross. Even before we got there, bombs began to fall. We all dived into the bunker, one after another. Peppy watched the camera in horror. then we all gathered around.
It was horrible. Five Arwings were flying overhead, dropping bombs with bright, red trails. the bombs were destroying everything in sight. It began to look just like the first war. With Falco's flying expertise on their side, things looked bleak. And how could I destroy my own partner?
"Well, this sucks," I said. "My Arwing's probably a pile of ashes now. And so are yours, I would assume. What are we going to do?" Then I answered my own question, so I thought. "What about the Great Fox?"
"If it's not trashed, then we still have the problem of the windshield."
"Oh yeah," I said, drooping. "Well, what are we supposed to do? Just sit here until Star Wolf-" A blaster ray beam cut me off. "finds us?" I finished. I drew my blaster as the rest of the door splintered open. In the doorway stood Pigma, blaster ready. I fired. He fell. Behind him a blaster beam fired and hit me in the left shoulder. I grimaced and dropped my gun. There was small smoking hole in my shoulder that hurt badly.
Falco stepped into the room, blaster still smoking. He shot again, hitting Peppy. Peppy screamed horribly and fell to the floor. Falco laughed-he laughed!-and fired once more at me. I dodged this time.
I knew to prevent further loss of life, I would have to act fast. Reaching back into my pack, I drew the staff that Krystal had given me as a departing gift before she left. I was saddened when she set out into space once more to wander looking for the person who destroyed her homeland. She suspected that it was Andross, but she needed proof.
Falco had turned to Slippy, but Slippy had shot him in the arm first. Good man, Slippy, I thought, then advanced to mount an attack of my own.
"Hey, Birdy!" Falco turned towards me. "Eat this!" I slammed the edge of the staff into Falco's skull, knocking him out cold. Star Wolf and his pals came through the door to rescue their pal, but I used the fire blaster to hold them off as I told Slippy to restrain Falco for when we came to.
I was doing quite well against Star Wolf until he pulled out a sword. He had a gleam in his eye as he said, "Primitive, but effective, these are. Let's see how well you do against this!" On the last word, he lunged at me. I blocked him with the staff. He yelled to his members behind him, "Don't fire! Go into the bunker room and fetch Falco. Kill that frog and rabbit, too. I'll take care of you," he said directing his voice back towards me.
"Not if I kill you first," I said. I was surprisingly calm for the situation. It was just that I had fought for my life too many times like this on Dinosaur Planet. I parried his every thrust, his every lunge, his every move. Then I saw the chance for a strike. I swung quickly, and connected with Star Wolf's ribs. He collapsed to the ground, choking and wheezing. Blood oozed from a cut down his side. He raised his sword to strike, then fell. Then I felt a sharp blow to the side of my head, and I fell. I saw the two remaining members of the Star Wolf team carrying Star Wolf and Falco'sd collapsed bodies. I couldn't get them, as my staff had fallen out of my hands. I looked over at Pigma. He was dead. Good, I thought. Then I had a bad thought. What if Peppy and Slippy were dead too?
I rushed into the bunker, only to find that they were still alive, but hurt. Peppy stirred at my entrance.
"Fox?" he said in a weak voice.
"Yeah, it's me," I said. "What happened?"
"Slippy woke up. "The two guys who came in here knocked me out cold, but not before I hit one of them. Then they just grabbed Falco and left."
"And they headed...?" I asked.
"Same," said Peppy. "Back to Venom."
"What are we going to do, Fox?" asked Slippy.
"We're taking it to them," I declared. "We're going to Planet Venom."
I had to be brought back to Corneria to get my ship repaired and to get me repaired. The trip was long and monotonous, as we were about as far away as possible from Corneria. Once we got there, the team brought me to a Cornerian hospital, and took my Arwing to a nearby repair shop.
The injuries to me weren't all that bad. The worse one was a deep cut in my shoulder. However, my friends came in and told me that the Arwing was in bad shape. The cockpit was shattered by my untimely exit, and everything on the right side of the Arwing was damaged or destroyed, including my oxygen tank, right wing, and the stabilizers.
I groaned at the price, and banged my hand down on the nightstand. "We need to complete the mission!" I yelled. "We need the money!"
"They're too powerful, Fox. With Falco on their side, it's five to three. There is nothing you can do."
"That #@$% bird!" I yelled.
I was mad right about now. With that Arwing, I would never get off the ground. And without getting off the ground, how in the heck was I supposed to get the money for repairs. I threw off the white blankets and ran out the door. Peppy and Slippy both called for me behind, but I was too angry to care. I was heading for Peppy's Arwing when I saw a shape in the sky. I ran back into the hospital.
"To the bunkers!" I cried. "We're being bombed!"
We all headed to the bunkers that were built on Corneria since the first war against Andross. Even before we got there, bombs began to fall. We all dived into the bunker, one after another. Peppy watched the camera in horror. then we all gathered around.
It was horrible. Five Arwings were flying overhead, dropping bombs with bright, red trails. the bombs were destroying everything in sight. It began to look just like the first war. With Falco's flying expertise on their side, things looked bleak. And how could I destroy my own partner?
"Well, this sucks," I said. "My Arwing's probably a pile of ashes now. And so are yours, I would assume. What are we going to do?" Then I answered my own question, so I thought. "What about the Great Fox?"
"If it's not trashed, then we still have the problem of the windshield."
"Oh yeah," I said, drooping. "Well, what are we supposed to do? Just sit here until Star Wolf-" A blaster ray beam cut me off. "finds us?" I finished. I drew my blaster as the rest of the door splintered open. In the doorway stood Pigma, blaster ready. I fired. He fell. Behind him a blaster beam fired and hit me in the left shoulder. I grimaced and dropped my gun. There was small smoking hole in my shoulder that hurt badly.
Falco stepped into the room, blaster still smoking. He shot again, hitting Peppy. Peppy screamed horribly and fell to the floor. Falco laughed-he laughed!-and fired once more at me. I dodged this time.
I knew to prevent further loss of life, I would have to act fast. Reaching back into my pack, I drew the staff that Krystal had given me as a departing gift before she left. I was saddened when she set out into space once more to wander looking for the person who destroyed her homeland. She suspected that it was Andross, but she needed proof.
Falco had turned to Slippy, but Slippy had shot him in the arm first. Good man, Slippy, I thought, then advanced to mount an attack of my own.
"Hey, Birdy!" Falco turned towards me. "Eat this!" I slammed the edge of the staff into Falco's skull, knocking him out cold. Star Wolf and his pals came through the door to rescue their pal, but I used the fire blaster to hold them off as I told Slippy to restrain Falco for when we came to.
I was doing quite well against Star Wolf until he pulled out a sword. He had a gleam in his eye as he said, "Primitive, but effective, these are. Let's see how well you do against this!" On the last word, he lunged at me. I blocked him with the staff. He yelled to his members behind him, "Don't fire! Go into the bunker room and fetch Falco. Kill that frog and rabbit, too. I'll take care of you," he said directing his voice back towards me.
"Not if I kill you first," I said. I was surprisingly calm for the situation. It was just that I had fought for my life too many times like this on Dinosaur Planet. I parried his every thrust, his every lunge, his every move. Then I saw the chance for a strike. I swung quickly, and connected with Star Wolf's ribs. He collapsed to the ground, choking and wheezing. Blood oozed from a cut down his side. He raised his sword to strike, then fell. Then I felt a sharp blow to the side of my head, and I fell. I saw the two remaining members of the Star Wolf team carrying Star Wolf and Falco'sd collapsed bodies. I couldn't get them, as my staff had fallen out of my hands. I looked over at Pigma. He was dead. Good, I thought. Then I had a bad thought. What if Peppy and Slippy were dead too?
I rushed into the bunker, only to find that they were still alive, but hurt. Peppy stirred at my entrance.
"Fox?" he said in a weak voice.
"Yeah, it's me," I said. "What happened?"
"Slippy woke up. "The two guys who came in here knocked me out cold, but not before I hit one of them. Then they just grabbed Falco and left."
"And they headed...?" I asked.
"Same," said Peppy. "Back to Venom."
"What are we going to do, Fox?" asked Slippy.
"We're taking it to them," I declared. "We're going to Planet Venom."