M O M E N T O
Star Fox, its characters, names, etc. all belong to Nintendo. Any stuff that
has already had a specific media is not mine! Galaxy Wulf, its characters,
trademarks, names, etc. all belong to me!
Notice: This is a PROLOGUE of THC, meaning it happened before the events
of Two Heroes Collide. I've taken the first few parts of my story from the
official Star Fox manga entitled "Farewell, Beloved Falco" in the
Japanese site of Nintendo. Luckily, there's an English version that you can get
at [www.arwinglanding.tk]. Oh, I will temporarily stop Two Heroes Collide:
Juniors if I am making this. Don't worry! I think this will only take 20
chapters or less!
Sorry for the delay! Classes are back!
Chapter 15, Truce
Scythe cannot stand up from his pain. Not only that his scar on the left eye gives off a painful feeling, the wounds that Beowulfe conjures more pain. His life is at struggle, and Beowulfe is about to give the finishing blow.
"Hey Anna, your friend is about to kill Scythe!" Falco shouted. "I have to help him!"
"Stay out of this, Falco! I can handle him!" Scythe coarsely replied.
"Beowulfe," Anna whispered to herself, "I just hope you know what you're doing…"
"Are you ready?!" Beowulfe yelled from the sky. "Here I come! Finishing touch, Flaming Requiem!" He started to aim himself towards the fallen wolf, and dashed downwards towards him.
Amidst the final blow Beowulfe did, Scythe still thinks about what he said. "Am I really not a good leader? Is it really my fault that Seraphy and Samson left me?" he thought hard.
"Here I come!" Beowulfe shouted, almost getting near to Scythe.
"Seraphy… Samson… Forgive me… I don't deserve your sympathy…"
"Fool!" a strange voice thwarted. "I never you easily give up! Ransa O'Donnell… What a stupid creature to live!"
"Wolf!"
"Don't forget what I told you-"
"-You should never let your friends' hopes down!" Beowulfe shouted as he approaches Scythe quickly.
Suddenly, Scythe felt a sudden urge of energy. His thoughts finally snapped back at him. "Samson and Seraphy… Even though I failed, they still supported. Falco… Ellie… Anna…" he thought. "I mustn't give up! I'll survive and fight!"
Scythe got a quick plan to escape the attack. He immediately and swiftly rolled away from his position, quickly moving away from the attack. As soon as Beowulfe landed with his flaming attack, Scythe was far from being hurt. He immediately stands up as Beowulfe pulls his blade from the ground.
"Amazing." Beowulfe complimented. "Finally, you're back at your own self, I think."
"I should never let my friends down!" Scythe shouted. "Even if I fail, they're still at my support, that's why I shouldn't give up!"
"I'm so happy that you've learned your lesson, Scythe." Beowulfe grinned. "But of course, I never leave unfinished an unfinished battle!"
"Why not?!" Scythe grinned, performing a stance.
The two lupines dashed forward at each other, throwing mighty blows and powerful attacks. The two wouldn't agree to settle down until one of them becomes victorious.
"It seems that Beowulfe found someone he enjoys playing." Ellie smiled.
"Yep!" Anna grinned. Falco just gave a blank expression.
After several minutes, Scythe and Beowulfe finally settled down. The two laughed at each other, admiring each other's strength and determination.
"Wow! I gotta admit, aside from baka-Garou, I like you as an opponent." Beowulfe smiled, leaving the showdown-like platform.
"I have to thank you, Beowulfe," Scythe smiled back, "if it wasn't for you, and the rest of you guys, I would've realized the thing that was missing inside of me." He suddenly collapsed, feeling tired and sleepy.
"Yikes!" Falco wheezed as he gets near him. Ellie and Anna followed.
Beowulfe checked Scythe. "He's just sleeping. Don't worry!" he reassured them. "He put up a good battle, and his energy must've drained. Since I lost, I'm going to help you out on your ship! But of course, I can lend a hand tomorrow."
"Sure!" Anna smiled. "I knew you would help him!"
"What are you talking about?" Falco asked Anna.
"Well," she explained, "I called Beowulfe about Scythe's condition yesterday. After hearing what happened to his teammates, Beowulfe probably knew that Scythe's compassion and determination must've lost after the loss. He agreed to come by and help."
"Geez…" Falco apologized. "I guess I have to say sorry, Beowulfe!" He then hands out a friendly hand.
The red wolf pats Falco and smiled, "Just promise me you wouldn't be like baka-Garou, okay?!" He then entered the ship, taking the tools inside the craft.
"Sometimes, I couldn't understand your friends, Anna…" Ellie sighed. "At least you have a boyfriend who's part strong, part comedian, part stoic, part emotional!"
"He's not my boyfriend!" Anna blushed. Falco just laughed and help bring Scythe back inside the ship.
Later, Scythe woke up from his sleep. He noticed that it was dinnertime, and his coma might've made everybody worried. He rushed down to the kitchen where everybody is. He noticed that Anna and Falco are making something.
"Okay Falco, let's try again!" Anna smiled. "First, heat the powder milk using the pan."
Falco, doing the ice wolf's commands, followed, "Okay, then…"
"After a few seconds, place the heated powder to a bowl of sugar, pressing and mixing them together."
Falco placed the powder to the bowl of sugar, mixing them and pounding them.
"Next, we place it to this small oval-shaped mold, and we refrigerate it!"
The avian gently placed the mixture to the containers, and then refrigerating them. After placing the containers, Falco, followed by Scythe, asked, "What are you trying to make?"
"Oh hi Scythe!" Anna giggled. "It's called polvoron! Try it later! You'll love it!"
"Sure!" Scythe smiled. "Say Falco, maybe tomorrow, why not teach me how to punch your dad severely?!"
"Heck, sure!" Falco grinned. "He's going to taste the punch of his lifetime!"
"Guys, dinner's set!" Ellie smiled. "We're going to be few tonight, since Garou and the others are out. But tomorrow, we'll be having a feast! Garou and the others will be joining us!"
The three smiled and entered the dining room.
