Chapter 7
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The guard struggled to get free of the ropes that were tied around his wrists, as Captain Logan walked by him with his hands behind his back.
"So, let me see if I've got this straight." he said, "The Cornerian spy escaped from her cell, killed two of my best guards, helped Wolf O'Donnell escape, and you failed to stop them? Am I forgetting anything?"
"N-no, S-Sir. Th-that's pretty much it."
Logan punched the guard across the face.
"Damn it!" he said, "Star Fox probably know that we're coming now."
"Don't worry." Leon assured him, "I've got something special planned for them, when they least expect it."
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Wolf slowly opened his eye. As he sat up, he began to wonder where he was. Then a feeling of relief came over him as he figured out that he was in the infirmary on the Great Fox. He didn't know how or when got there, but he was glad to finally be in good hands again. As he lay back down, Kyle came into the room.
"Oh, good. You're awake." he said, "I was starting to worry."
Wolf grinned.
"So, two of our enemies have survived, eh?" Kyle continued, "I'm sorry to hear that."
"So was I," said Wolf, "but something else happened that I was glad to hear."
"Oh?"
"You know that spy who rescued me? It was Sarah."
"Really? You saw her again?"
Wolf nodded.
"It was good to be able to look into her eyes again."
"Speaking of which," Kyle said, "I always wondered, did you really lose your eye, or was it just badly damaged?"
"I don't really know." said Wolf, "I've never dared to look under this patch."
Kyle started to lift the eye patch.
"Mind if I take a look?" he asked.
Wolf was about to stop him, but realized that Kyle was a doctor.
"No. Go ahead." he said, closing his eye.
Kyle lifted the eye patch and gently held Wolf's left eyelid open with his thumb. Wolf's left eye vision was blurry and he could hardly move it.
"Can you see?" Kyle asked.
"Barely." Wolf replied.
Kyle let go of Wolf's eyelid and lowered the eye patch.
"I think I might have something that can help." he said, "It's not finished though, and I haven't had a chance to..."
Kyle noticed a card sticking out of Wolf's jacket pocket.
"What's this?" he asked, pulling it out and reading it.
"I don't know. How'd that get there?"
Wolf looked at the card. It had Sarah's name, address, and phone number written on it.
"Well, I'll be tarred and feathered." Wolf said, a grin on his face. "I guess I'll be seeing her again soon."
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"Any sign of Star Wolf yet?" Fox said into his comlink.
"Negative." ROB responded.
"Well, they're certainly taking their sweet time." said Slippy.
Krystal was already getting used to flying an arwing.
"How are you doing, Krys?" Fox asked.
"I think I'm getting the hang of it." she responded.
"Then why don't you trystaying in formation with us?" said Falco.
Krystal blanched at the remark and scratched her eyebrow with her middle finger.
"Wait!" said ROB, "I'm picking up several incoming ships approaching!"
"It's them!" Slippy shouted.
The Wolfen IVs came forward. This time however, instead of four Wolfens, there were eight!
"Holy…!" said Fox.
Slippy gulped.
"Well, if it isn't Star Fox." Logan said on the comlink.
"Remember me, Bird boy?" Leon said to Falco.
"That's Mister bird boy to you, pal!" Falco responded.
"Let's see if you can defeat a team twice as big as yours." Logan taunted.
"You don't scare me." Fox replied, "I could take you even if you had a thousand ships!"
And the battle began.
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Wolf threw the bedcovers aside.
"Alright, I'm going out there!" he said.
He picked up his shirt and quickly put it on.
"Are you sure you're…?" Kyle asked.
"Yes! I'm fine!" Wolf said, grabbing his boots.
After putting his boots on, he grabbed his blaster and shoved it back into the holster. He then put on his jacket and started to leave.
"Don't get yourself killed." Kyle said.
"Trust me. I'll be fine."
As Wolf headed to the docking bay, he said to himself, "Let's see if those flying lessons with Falco paid off."
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Krystal opened fire on the Wolfen, until it exploded in a burst of flame.
"I got one!" she said, excitedly.
"Great shooting, Krys!" said Fox.
"She's better at this than I thought." Falco said to himself.
"That's three down and five to go." said Slippy.
Krystal had just shot down one of the two Wolfens behind Falco. There was now five of them remaining. Soon, one of them got behind Krystal and opened fire, leaving her desperately trying her best to dodge the lasers.
"There's one on me!" she cried. "I can't shake him!"
Krystal tried her best to get away, but the Wolfen kept on her tail.
"Hang on, Krys!" said Fox.
Fox tried to get to her, but he was too late. The pilot again opened fire, hitting her engines. She screamed as her arwing started to go down.
"Krystal!" Fox shouted.
The Wolfen continued firing until the arwing exploded in a burst of flame.
"NO!"
Fox couldn't believe it. Krystal, the love of his life, had been taken from him right before his eyes. His sadness immediately switched to rage.
"You're dead meat, Asshole!"
Logan just laughed.
"Give it up, Star Fox!" he taunted, "You cannot defeat us!"
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Suddenly, a nova bomb went off, crippling one of the Wolfens. It was then hit by a burst of lasers and exploded.
"I beg to differ!" Wolf replied.
"Wolf!" Fox, Falco, and Slippy said together.
"O'Donnell!" Logan snarled.
"Ah, Wolf." said Leon, "I figured you would show up sooner or later. But your pathetic Wolfen III is no match for our Wolfen IVs."
"Don't be so sure!"
"Get him!" Logan ordered.
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Kyle had been watching the battle from the command post. He'd seenhappened to Krystal and couldn't bear to watch any more. As he sorrowfully walked down the hallway, he thought he heard something in the entertainment room. Drawing his blaster, he ran to the room and opened the door. In the room was the biggest, ugliest, meanest looking bulldog Kyle had ever seen. The bulldog turned his head after picking up Kyle's scent. Kyle thought there was something familiar about this dog, but couldn't recognize him.
"Who are you?" he demanded, his blaster pointed at the dog, "What are you doing here?"
The dog grinned at Kyle.
"You don't recognize me, do you, kid?" he said.
"Don't come any closer or I'll blow your head off!"
"Ooh, look who's actin' tough, now that he's a big boy. You weren't so tough when you was a kid."
Suddenly, Kyle started to recognize him. He remembered one day when he was on the streets with Wolf.
Kyle and Wolf walked into an alley, not knowing that there were gangsters in there smoking, drinking, and loading guns. The bulldog was the leader of the gang. The gang was wanted for several different crimes and didn't want to be spotted by anyone.
Before Wolf and Kyle could leave, one of the thugs noticed them.
"Hey, Boss! We been spotted!"
The gang leader looked. He glared at Kyle for a few seconds.
"Get 'em!"
"You!" Kyle said.
"Yeah, and you know somethin' else? I'm the guy who wasted your old man!"
Kyle couldn't believe what he had just heard.
"You killed my parents!"
"That's right! Your mom was my girlfriend until she dumped me and married my worst enemy. So, I put a bomb in your house while you was asleep."
Kyle was shocked. He was told that his house was destroyed by Venomian terrorists. He had no idea that it was actually done by some criminal who tried to kill him and Wolf. Now, that murderer was standing right in front of him.
Rage filled his mind and he fired a shot at the dog. The thug dodged the shot and pulled out his own blaster. After trading shots for a while, leaving burn marks in the walls, a shot grazed Kyle's shoulder. Kyle screamed and dropped his blaster. Then he growled, ran towards the bulldog and punched him in the face. The dog fell on the floor, dropping his blaster. Then, he quickly got up and put up his fists.
Kyle fought hard, but the dog was bigger and a lot stronger. Eventually, Kyle was knocked down just inches from his blaster. Before he could reach for it though, the thug pulled out a knife, and was about to plunge it into Kyle's chest. Kyle quickly grabbed the dog's arm with both hands and desperately tried to push it away. The knife slowly got closer and closer, until suddenly a ball of fire hit the dog's hand and caused him to drop the knife on the floor. As the bulldog screamed and held his hand in pain, Kyle grabbed his blaster, took aim, and fired.
The thug was hit and lay motionless on the floor. Kyle could see the blood coming from the wound. He holstered his blaster, proud to know that he had finally avenged his parents' deaths. After checking his shoulder wound, he pulled out his roll of bandage and wrapped some of it around the wound. As he turned around to see who had just saved him, he was startled. Krystal was standing there, with smoke coming from her staff.
"Krystal! It can't be!"
