Disclaimer: I don't own Star Fox, any of its characters, etc., blah blah blah.
Yeah, I haven't been updating much. But with summer here, I'll be able to update more often, as long as I don't slack off. (Which I will.) But about the story, I'm going to cut out the little bits of things I say in the middle of the story, y'know, my preferences. Make the story a little bit more like a book. I can't make a story as well as some of the people's story's I've read, but I'll try my best. Please, enjoy.
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...the edge of the pit, weakened by the poison, broke off, and Fox began a long fall into un-pierced darkness.
"Fox!!!" the others yelled out to him, but it didn't slow his fall. By the time he had fallen 3 feet, he was engulfed by the blackness.
Whatta way to go, thought Falco. Falling into an endless pit. Falco started walking around their now ravaged campsite, but thought better of it. After all, that's how he got killed.
He headed back to the still smoldering ashes of which was formerly a campfire, and sat down. The others were silent, too. Without their leader, they weren't sure what to do.
Finally peppy broke the silence. "What are we going to do, with two of ours presumably dead, and our supplies in ruins? Do we still dare go on, Dr.?" He glanced at the Dr., who was looking down at the floor.
"Nobody would blame us if we headed back now. Who could?" Miles said. "But we've opened the Pandora's Box, so we might as well find Krystal and Fox, or..."
Or what's left of them, Peppy thought. Now, he'd always been a realist, so he considered the possibilities. He and the rest of his troupé could leave, shut and padlock the door, and send a warning to the government not to send colonists here, or...
Or we could risk it all, find Fox and Krystal, and straiten out this rats nest. He almost smiled about his comment about the rat nest. But then he thought about the options, and made a decision about what he wanted to do.
"I say we find Fox and Krystal, and find any artifacts that are here. That's what we're being paid to do, right?" he said.
"Yes, but if we're attacked again, we might not be able to ward them off again." Dr. Miles said. "There's a great chance of personal risk, here."
"I know. But I plan to find our comrades, whatever it takes." Peppy declared. He looked at Miles straight in the eye. "I'm not going to let Fox down." He then stood up.
"And if he's going, I'm going." Falco announced. He stood up.
"And so Falco doesn't screw up, I'm going to have to come." Katt said with a smirk. Falco scowled back, but she stood up too.
"We wouldn't want to split up the team! I'm comin'!" Slippy said. He jumped up with the others.
"Well, that leaves us with no other option. Coming with us, Susan?" Miles said. He finally stood up.
"I'm in this far, I'd better come." she said. She got up last.
They packed up what was left of their camp, and headed off toward the hallway that had not been trekked yet.
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He landed on the soft ground, but he still was knocked out because of the speed he was going. But when Fox came to, he got up and saw himself in the dim light. Seeing that he was in one piece, he looked around with nothing more than bruises.
Almost immediately, he saw a dead snake on the ground, and he recognized it from being from the earlier fight. It was dead.
Next to it, he saw Krystal lying on the ground, two puncture wounds in her midrift. Her eyes were closed. He ran over to her, despite the various aches and pains in his body, and kneeled over her body.
"Krystal!" he yelled, distraught. She didn't respond. He felt for a pulse on her wrist. None. Not wanting to give in to the fact that... No, he thought stubbornly, she's not. He felt he neck for a pulse. He waited, tears forming in his eyes. But... he felt something. A faint pulse! She then took a slow breath. Slowly, quietly, but undeniably a breath! Fox felt he could just burst with relief! He tried shaking her again.
"Krystal..." he said, softer this time, but she still would not wake up.
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Not much to say right now, just review. Expect more updates from now on, but please don't hold me to it. One more thing. The quick edit is really strange.
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