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All right, I just wanted to apologize beforehand for the long delay between the last chapter and this one. School has kept me very busy and progress has been slow overall, and I don't see the situation changing for the better...
The Fox and the Vixen - Chapter 11 - Mission Extension...?
Corneria remained as a pretty lively place, even though it has been three months since the small scale war that broke in the planet, not even at that time things changed. The fact that no city sustained damage was a major factor in that however.
Pepper was, as usual, in his office at the Cornerian Army Base. His work never ending to keep the population of Corneria satisfied and safe. While going through some papers strewn over his desk a faint knock in the door alerted his eyes away from the papers and with a "Come in," he looked at the door as it opened.
"You called, General?" A light brown female lupine stepped inside the room. She was wearing a light-teal uniform, no special design on the pants nor the blouse, but the latter with a gray vest on top of it in which rested part of a purple scarf which was loosely tied to her neck. And using her hair, which was light brown, in the same fashion she always did she had it tied up in a ponytail.
"Oh, Commander Holgren, yes, please sit down." Jamie obliged by stepping closer to Pepper's desk and moving a chair slightly to sit down, both General and Commander looked at each other in the eyes. "I have a small assignment for you. Should you wish to take it." Jamie frowned slightly.
"What kind of assignment?" She inquired.
"It's a rather simple one." Jamie nodded in acknowledgement. "Recently, we've been picking up some activity reports in the near area of Sector Z," Pepper paused to move some of the papers that resided in his desk looking for one in particular. Jamie waited for a few seconds before Pepper grabbed one, gave a quick look through it before handing it to Jamie.
"Warp activity?" She glanced back and forth between the paper and Pepper.
"Among other things. One of our outposts in Macbeth also claims having seen multiple ship signals coming from Sector Z, but they don't last long enough to be identified," Pepper resumed looking through the papers, searching for another one without success.
Just as Jamie was about to finish going through the information in the paper she had in her paws, a small intercom in the desk beeped. "General," a female voice emanated from the device, "Sorry to interrupt you, but the Star Fox is in line three."
Jamie frowned slightly. The Star Fox? What could... Never mind. She thought to herself.
Pepper stopped going through his papers before pressing one of the buttons in the device as he spoke up, "Have them wait please, I'm almost done."
The answer came back right immediately, "Very well, sir."
Pepper looked at Jamie again. "Basically, it's just a go-and-look operation. Should you encounter any problems, I will leave it to your discretion on how to handle them," and once again, he went back to his papers. Jamie didn't had to hear the question itself in order to know that Pepper was now awaiting for her final answer.
"Just one last question..." Pepper looked attentively at Jamie as she spoke. "Why me?"
In a vain attempt to clear his throat, Pepper coughed into his right paw. "Right now, you and Commander Grey are our best operatives. However, Commander Grey is solving some issues in Katina." He stopped there, meaning he wouldn't give further information, or so Jamie thought.
With a nod, she spoke up, "I see." She glanced sideways to the window in thought. Well, it doesn't sounds too bad... I'm not so pleased with his last answer, not to mention that if a force as big as the number this paper shows, I could be in big trouble... She turned back to Pepper who had one paper held to his front, as if handing it to Jamie. She spoke up before taking it however, "All right, I'll do it."
Pepper's expression didn't falter at all. "Perfect, here are some details coming from Macbeth's outpost, they should give you a better idea on the situation. Contact me if you find anything however." Jamie grabbed the paper from his hand before standing up, moving the chair back to its original position as Pepper spoke again. "Now if you excuse me, I have to attend to the Star Fox."
"Right!" With that, Jamie walked out of the office.
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"So you are saying you were ordered to take me to where I say?" Wesley, the arctic fox asked as he walked along with the russet-gold fox and the cerulean vixen through the inner corridors of the Great Fox.
"Yeah, pretty much. But first we have to report to our general, Pepper." Fox answered.
Wesley frowned, "Are you from the military force of Corneria?"
Krystal shook her head but Fox answered. "No, we are actually a mercenary group." Wesley flinched slightly, but unnoticed. "Of course Pepper would be delighted if we were part of the actual army," he laughed to himself going back in time.
They finally reached the bridge, Fox looked around but found only Peppy. "Pep, where's Slippy?"
Peppy, who was sitting and looking away from the bridge entrance answered back, "Probably down at the cabin. Back so soon?" He turned around and spotted yet another fox. "Gee, another vulpine," he muttered loud enough for them to hear as he chuckled slightly.
Fox just rolled his eyes in response, "Anyway, help me patch a line back to Pepper." He said as he walked down the sidesteps to reach his chair, and the terminal that was etched to it in one of the sides as he started typing while Peppy used the terminal directly in front of his seat.
Krystal walked down the steps to accompany Fox as Wesley remained up by the entrance looking at the bridge.
"Hmm, something seems to be going on in the outer atmosphere of the planet that is making a conflict with our signal, Fox." Peppy announced.
"Yeah, I can see that, we'll have to do with that I suppose." Fox pressed a few more buttons before a holographic screen came to life in the furthest point of the bridge. A few seconds passed before the static was replaced with the sight of brown Collie, you could only see from the neck up however.
"This is the Cornerian Army Base, how may I... Oh Fox, hold on, I'll patch you to General Pepper in just a second." She said before she looked downwards for a second.
"Thanks Sheila."
"Hmm, he seems to be with someone in there, hold on for a few seconds please."
"All right." Fox rested his right arm in the armrest of the chair before Krystal placed her left paw over Fox's right paw.
A few seconds passed but the image still had a "Please wait" message along with one of those stand-by tunes. Fox looked around the bridge in confusion before Krystal noticed as she spoke. "What's wrong?"
"Where's Wesley?" He looked at her. And at about the same time both looked to the entrance of the bridge to spot Wesley looking slightly dumbfounded at the place. "Hey, what are you doing there? Come on, get down here." Fox said snapping the arctic fox out of his trance before looking questioningly at the russet-gold fox.
"Wha? Oh, yeah, sorry." He hurried down the steps at stood to the other side of Fox as the image switched to Pepper.
"Ah, Star Fox. Done so soon?" Pepper inquired from behind his desk.
"Not really, just reporting back to say that we found the 'survivor' you spoke of." Fox answered back.
Pepper frowned, "Need I remind you of the mission objectives, Fox?"
Fox shook his head with a sigh, "Did I just not mention I was simply reporting back. I never said we were done."
Pepper shook his head too, "Very well, proceed with the rest of your mission then." He cut the transmission there.
Fox snarled, if only so slightly. "What's up with him anyway..." He sighed.
Peppy turned around in his chair, "You know Pepper. He's probably very busy."
Fox dismissed the comment, "Anyway, so Wesley, I suppose you want to be taken back to... What's the name of your home planet?" Fox smiled sheepishly scratching the back of his head with his left paw.
"Liberta," Wesley answered. "But first, is it possible for you to see if there are anymore help signals coming from the other planets. They are in the way to Liberta anyway."
Fox shrugged in his seat, "I don't see why not."
Wesley's face went from a normal serious look to downright overjoyed. "Thank you!" Please Angela, please be alive. He thought to himself.
Fox pressed one of the buttons in his terminal as a Ding like sound emanated from nowhere in all of the Great Fox. "Slippy, please come to the bridge, we are about to take off." Fox announced. He let go of the button and another Ding was heard. About a minute later the metallic doors of the bridge opened and both Slippy and ROB came in.
"Well that was soon," Slippy's helium voice ringed into Wesley's ears. "So where are we going?" He asked as he spotted Wesley. "Oh, erm, welcome aboard I suppose."
Wesley shook his head, "Nice to meet you... I suppose."
Fox was taping the left armrest of his chair patiently as Slippy got to his seat and started to work. "So where to?"
Fox's ears perked up. "Set course to Liberta, but we'll be checking along the way for any other distress calls. Not to mention that whatever took care of the army that was stationed in space might still be lurking around."
ROB moved over to his station and made a few sounds. "Course set to the coordinates of Liberta according to the star chart provided to us."
"Krys, you wanna try going through take off while standing?" Krystal's ears perked up to the question.
"Only if you go with me," She proposed, unaware that Fox was well used to the impulse of the ship taking off. He nodded as he stood up.
"Wesley, feel free to take Krystal's chair over there," Fox said pointing to Falco's old chair and the one Krystal was using now. He quickly added, "Unless you want to join us too."
Wesley shook his head, "No thanks. I'm still a little weary from the cold out there." He walked to Krystal's chair, his thermal boots thudding against the metallic hull of the Great Fox created a strange sound with each step as the bridge was in pretty much silence. He quickly sat down and fastened the double, cross-shaped safety belt.
"ROB, take us up," Fox commanded as he watched Krystal plant herself to the floor. He smirked to his insides. "Relax," he muttered lowly enough for only Krystal to hear, which didn't relaxed at all. She still had her paw around Fox's right one however.
With the first movement the ship gave, Krystal let go of Fox's paw and tried to plant herself better to the floor. She had only felt the main impulse while sitting, she had no idea how to actually do this, if there was a way to do so to begin with. The last thing she saw was Fox standing there casually before the ship made a quick lurch forward and she totally lost her balance and fell on her backside.
With a "Oww..." she placed her left paw on her back, near the waist before she looked up to see the star-filled landscape and Fox's right paw extended to her, with a small smirk over his face. She used her right paw to take it and help herself up. "Remind me to never do that again."
"It's not so hard once you get the hang of it." Fox said as he led Krystal to his chair, in which she sat.
"So you say," she said back looking at him. "You've been traveling like this most of your life."
"True," Fox casually declared before turning to his right to gaze at ROB. "ROB, ETA to Liberta."
ROB beeped once before his robotic voice answered back, "ETA to our destination outside warp mode is of two days and fourteen hours."
Peppy turned around in his chair, "Are we switching to warp?"
Slippy turned in his chair too to answer, "If we enter warp we won't be able to pick up any distress signals should there be one."
"Besides," Fox looked at something in his terminal, "We could use the calm trip for once. We've been warping a little too much lately." He paused momentarily, trying to figure something out. "Oh yeah, Wesley, I should show you to a room you can use while you are aboard." He turned around to see the arctic fox walking towards him already.
"Thanks," he answered with a nod.
"I'm placing ROB on standby for any signals," Slippy announced before he turned back around as Peppy jumped from his seat. Krystal followed his example as she got off Fox's seat and went to his side as they started to walk away with Wesley following behind. Peppy left the bridge soon afterwards while Slippy remained to check some things.
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"You sure you don't want any of us to come along with you?" Maya, a light-gray lupine clad in the same uniform as Jamie, save for the scarf, spoke behind her squad leader who was doing some last minute revisions to her ship in one of the main hangars of the Lupus Squad.
"Yeah, it'll be just a quick trip most probably, there's no need for any of you to come along," Jamie declared as she kept pressing some buttons in the panel of the cockpit of her ship.
A pinkish furred female lupine interjected with a worried look, "But what if something were to go wrong?"
"Nothing's going to go wrong Mallory," Jamie moved her sight away from the panel and looked to her right side to see that her whole squad was looking at her attentively. She was slightly surprised to say the least, and overjoyed at the same time that her squad cared so much for her. She got up from her seat and with a simple hop she landed on the metallic floor of the hangar, almost making no noise.
"Commander, you clearly told us that there has been warp activity in the area and unknown units have been appearing there. Can you say absolutely nothing will go wrong and be one-hundred percent sure of that?" Alex, a silver loop-eared rabbit shot back at her. You know that if Alex got a certain tone on his voice when he spoke back, then you are in for quite a big argument, unless you decided to give in.
"I..." Jamie paused in doubt, lowering her head. Well, he does have a point... I can't really say everything will go completely alright. But I don't want to risk any of my units... "Well I suppose I can take some of you... But only three!" She raised a little her tone, while she didn't meant to sound harsh, and her squad knew so since she was always rather calm in everything, she wanted to stay firm on this decision.
All the other lupines started to murmur between themselves before one spoke, "And who of us will accompany you?" They all had a face of hope and hoped to be chosen. Their face was quickly replaced with one of doubt when they saw Jamie smirk.
"I'll leave it up to you all to decide," she spoke with a small chuckle before she climbed on her ship again and resumed her work.
"What?!" Her whole team chorused. How typical of her, most of her squad thought before they started to come up with some way to decide who'll join their commander.
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"Feel free to use this room while you are aboard. If you need to go to the cabin, well, you'll find the way quite easily," Fox said as he and Krystal stepped inside a dark room, partially illuminated by the hallway lights as Wesley followed them in.
The arctic fox looked around trying to make the figures of the room before he finally found a light switch. With a quick spin the light of the room went gradually increasing in bright until it reached to his desirable tone. "Nice," he said sing-sang tone.
"Right, just don't mess things up," Fox said as he left the room with Krystal.
"We'll let you know if we pick anything up," she said before she left Wesley's sight.
"All right, thanks again!" Wesley raised his voice enough for them to hear before the metallic door swooshed back to close itself.
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"So," Jamie spoke from the cockpit of her ship, she turned her head right to look at her squad, "Have you decided?"
"Yes," a male teal-furred stepped forward, "Mallory, Jessica and I will accompany you." Two female rabbits stepped forward as well, one pink and the other white.
"You better take good care of them, you hear Cedric?" Maya, the gray-furred rabbit, spoke from the middle of the congregation.
Cedric turned his head around with a slight smile, "Of course I will!" He gave a thumbs up to Maya before the three of them boarded each a ship. After the rest of the squad cleared the path and moved away, Jamie signaled to go off and all four ships took off with a roar from the G-diffuser in their ships as they headed for Sector Z.
After a minute or so, they cleared Corneria's atmosphere and were in Lylatian space already. "Okay, listen up," Jamie started as she opened a channel to her lance mates, "It's going to be some time before we get to Sector Z, but we are doing a stop in Macbeth to gather some more information from the Cornerian base in there."
"All right," Cedric, Mallory and Jessica answered in unison.
"So..." Cedric spoke up as Jamie frowned at him. "What exactly are we doing while we get there?"
Jamie just shrugged, "I don't know."
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"So Wesley, why did you join the Liberian army?" Fox casually asked from one of the chairs around the main table of the cabin.
Wesley flinched slightly to the question, but this time Fox and Krystal noticed. The latter spoke, "You don't need to tell us if you don't want to."
Wesley shook his head, "Nah, it's alright, just brings bad memories. It is also the way I met her..." He sighed, but not in despair. "Where to start... Let's see, I believe I was about twenty-one years old at the time. My family and I used to travel a lot between Liberta and Maridia, the latter is the second planet in the Shakray Galaxy, and is mostly a giant ocean. It has a lot of great beaches, theme parks and the sort. Anyway, my parents had already retired from work by that time and I offered to take them on a trip to one of the best places in Maridia, they happily accepted of course," he sighed, this time it was from sadness.
He resumed, "However, while aboard the ship that was taking us there something went wrong and the ship started to rocket around and with a couple of technical failures. In the end, we were all moved to escape pods if the need arose, and it did as suddenly the whole ship exploded." Krystal gasped inaudibly at that.
"I'm not completely sure of what happened after that. While everyone aboard the ship was safely rescued by another ship that was passing by, I wasn't." Fox frowned. "Apparently my capsule flew farther than the rest and stumbled upon a pirate ship. Of course, I only realized so later on as I was in a cryogenic sleep on the capsule."
---------- (Flashback...)"Wh-where am I?" An arctic fox muttered half-asleep, affected from cryogenics as he stepped out of the capsule he was residing in to come face to face with a male tiger. He was wearing black jeans, a dark blue t-shirt and had a pair of shades in the top of his head.
"Don't worry little fella, we found your capsule floating in space, so we decided to pick you up," the tiger spoke with a strange hiss on his voice that sent a chill down Wesley's spine. He heard a small laughter from behind and turned around to see a female black-furred hyena clad totally in black, only a pair of pants and a t-shirt.
"Yeah, you should be thankful that we decided to rescue you," the hyena spoke in a feminine, but dark voice.
"And I am, but I need to get back to Liberta or Maridia. Is there a way you can take me there?" Wesley, who had regained his senses completely stepped outside his pod and stood up.
"Oh sorry," a voice out of nowhere came, or so Wesley thought before a chameleon appeared from one of the walls. "But you aren't going anywhere anytime soon," it hissed and the other two laughed evilly before they jumped at Wesley, who tried to fend them off, but could only get the hyena down before the tiger knocked him out of his senses.
Yep, even though they might have rescued me, I only became some sort of prisoner in their ship. I must have been locked up in a cell for almost a week before she came... They said they were mercenaries at first, even though I really didn't believed them for the way they treated me...
"Damn it, I need to get out of here!" Wesley yelled in anger as he punched the metallic wall of his cell with all his might. Fueled by adrenaline from anger he barely felt the pain it caused. "If only-" he was cut off as an alarm went off. "Intruders? I wonder who would try such fooling thing."
He rushed to the bars of his cell and tried to look outside as best as he could but could barely make some sounds like gunfire. "Come on, get over here and get me out..." He muttered to one in particular as he hung his head.
With the sound of a blasting door real nearby to him he shot his head back up and spotted a female lynx wearing blue jeans, a white t-shirt with a red vest over it and grey boots. She was holding an energy rifle with her right paw and between her arm and body for support while sending spray after spray of shots.
"Hey, get me out of h- Behind you! Look out!" Wesley yelled as the tiger he had first met lunged at her from behind before she could react, but the noise from the alarm made it impossible for her to hear his warning, or so he thought. The girl tossed her rifle to her right as she was brought down to the floor. The rifle slid through the floor and reached Wesley's cell, he quickly picked it up and aimed to the tiger, except that he couldn't get a clear shot since the lynx was trying to fend him off.
"Damn it, stay put!" Wesley yelled to no one in particular before he took down the electric look from his cell with a couple of shots and stepped out. He rushed to where they fighting duet where and slammed the tiger in the back of the head with the butt of the rifle. It wasn't as effective as a simple shot, but it served the trick to knock him out. He helped the lynx get up.
"Hey, thanks a lot. I was going to open your cell once I finished with them but you saw what happened. I barely caught your voice when you were asking for me to get you out and then he," she lightly kicked the tiger's side, "came."
To call Wesley mesmerized would be an understatement of sorts as he kept her sight fixed in her face, making no movement at all. The lynx frowned, "Hey, are you all right?" She asked waving her hand across his face. Seeing no result she stepped on his right foot.
"Oww!" He yelled in pain. "Oh sorry, you were saying?"
The lynx sighed, "Oh never mind. I wasn't really expecting to find prisoners but we should get out of here. There should still be quite a few of them looking out for me. You know how to handle a weapon, right?"
"Yes," Wesley answered.
"Good, here, take this," she grabbed the rifle Wesley was carrying and handed him a smaller gun, looking like an uzi of sorts but with energy cells. Wesley frowned at her. "Hey, don't make that face, this is my rifle after all. I've had it for almost three years!"
"I didn't say anything, but come on, lets get out of here. The sooner, the better." Both dashed back from where she had come. Entering a T-hallway they were met with fire from two sides as they quickly retreated from where they came.
"You take that side, I'll get the other?" The lynx asked. Wesley nodded in approval before both of them jumped into the intersection, surprising their enemies and opened fire like crazy taking everyone down. The alarm went down at the time and lucky for them since it allowed them to hear various footsteps coming from behind.
"Come on! We are almost there!" The lynx grabbed Wesley's left paw and led him down the hallway. Wesley blushed slightly under his white fur.
"Just for the record, I'm Wesley."
"The name's Angela. I'm part of the Liberian Army and I had been tracking this ship for a while in case you wonder what am I doing here," they kept running through the corridors. Well that explains a lot of things. Wesley thought. They rounded a corner and both went wide-eyed as they saw about six other furs standing guard between them and the hangar in which Angela's ship resided.
"Watch out!" Wesley yelled as he quickly pushed Angela away from the vision of the furs before they opened fire on Wesley, who let himself drop to the ground in an attempt to avoid all the enemy shots. It both succeeded and failed at the same time. While he avoided a lethal wound, he got a shot through his right shoulder before Angela quickly stepped kicking Wesley's gun from his arm to the sky, which she grabbed with her left paw and sent a rain of energy shots to the furs in their way.
"Now we are even," Wesley joked as he got up with his left paw clasped in the wound on his shoulder.
"Hah, right. Come on, I can treat your wound somewhat once we are in my ship," she said as he led Wesley inside her ship, which was a standard Phantom model of the Liberian Army, and while it could sit two persons, it didn't had much space for any other commodities. Once both were inside, Angela took off.
Wesley grabbed a small first aid kit he found below his seat. Opening it he used the contents to easily sterilize the wound he had received, with as much pain as it caused him and then applied a bandage over it. Other than that, there was nothing else he could do for the injury at the moment. "What about them?" he asked, referring to the ship they had just escaped. He never saw it, only very little from the inside, but never from the outside.
"Oh, don't worry. You saw the whole ruckus we caused in the way out. There are some of the Liberian forces en route already."
"Say," Wesley started as Angela turned in her seat to look at him with a Yes? look, "You know about the accident a transport shuttle had about a week ago, right?"
Angela nodded, "Yes, it was caused by these guys in fact. What about it?"
"I was aboard it, and my parents were there too. Where were they taken to?"
"And I was wondering why that had you as a prisoner. Don't worry, everyone was rescued and taken back to Liberta. Now that you mention it, I do remember a couple of arctic foxes asking for their son."
"Oh thank God..." Wesley sighed and slumped back in his chair.
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"And well, not long after we reached Liberta I found out about my parents. The Liberian Army worked with the issues related to the 'pirates' and I decided to join the army not long after that. It also gave me an excuse to see Angela, and we started to go out since then and up to date," Wesley finished and rested his head on his arms crossed above the surface of the table.
"No wonder you distrusted us when we were trying to rescue you," Fox added.
"Yeah, sorry about that."
Ding. The sound resonated in most of the Great Fox before Peppy spoke, "Fox, it seems ROB picked something up, get to bridge on the double." Another Ding came.
"That didn't took long," Krystal yawned with her head resting of Fox's right shoulder. She got up slowly from the chair adjacent to Fox's and stretched slightly. Fox followed her example before the three of them started to walk back to the bridge from the cabin.
"Nope, only about eighteen hours," he declared as they walked through the silence of the inner corridors of the Great Fox before they started to hear the impatient sounds coming from Wesley.
"Oh, come on! It could be another survivor!" He exclaimed in less than two seconds before dashing at full speed to the bridge.
Krystal giggled slightly, "He is a little too impatient."
Fox shrugged, "Can't blame him," he said before they sprung after him. As the pair of foxes entered the bridge Fox spoke up, "What's up?"
Peppy turned around to see Fox going down the steps, "There are a pair of very faint signals coming from this planet... Hmm, Alkurm I think."
"Are we going to go check?" Wesley asked from behind.
"I don't see why--" Fox was about to finish his answer before an alarm started roaring through the ship with a couple of red lights.
Slippy spun in his chair, "Fox, we are under attack! Numerous signals came out of nowhere and started shooting at us!"
Fox snarled slightly, "What?!" He jumped to his chair and brought his terminal to a side. "They must be the ones that took the Liberian squad down." The ship rocketed slightly making Krystal almost lose her balance but totally knocking Wesley down.
"Half of our shields are down! What are we going to do?!" Slippy squeaked.
"We have to hurry to Alkurm! Slippy, divide all our energy between the cloaking device and the thrusters of the ship!" Fox commanded in a yell.
"Cloaking device? Fox! What's this all about? You know they are illegal!" Peppy yelled.
"Now is not the time Peppy. I got one for situations such as this, besides, it's not illegal if you mount if yourself. I'm activating it, Slippy." Fox pressed a button before the outer hull of the ship disappeared from space, leaving their attackers with no clue as to where they were.
"Roger!" Slippy said back as Peppy just sighed in his seat. At the same time the ship made a slight lurch forward from the increased speed output.
"You two better hold on to something, we are nearing Alkurm's atmosphere," Fox mentioned to Krystal and Wesley, who were both already holding from the handrail of the stairs.
"Hmm, Fox, we have a transmission incoming. It's from Pepper," Slippy said.
"Oh what does he wants now, hold on, we are almost through the main atmosphere." After a few seconds the ship started to increase in speed as it went through the atmosphere of the planet before Slippy stabilized the ship and the cloaking device went off. "Track the source of the signals, meanwhile I got an old dog to attend to..." Fox opened the link from Pepper.
Resting his head on his left paw and with a moderately pissed off look Fox was the first to speak, "You do know how to call in the worst situations, Pepper."
Pepper frowned to the comment but dismissed it. "I take it you run into some trouble."
Fox nodded from his seat, "Yes, whatever attacked the Liberian squad just came of us, we barely made it away safely. Amazing how they could do so much damage in such short time."
"Then I fear the news I have for you aren't going to please you. It appears the general army of the Shakray Galaxy suffered another attack and we decided to cooperate with them to destroy whatever is attacking them and I was going to ask for your cooperation."
"Woah, what's this all so suddenly! Never mind," Fox shook his head. "Right now I'm afraid our ship suffered some damage and I'm hoping there's a place where I can repair it here in this planet, not to mention I still have the original mission to take care off, plus an extra... I still haven't said yes, but we'll get back to you later when we are done with all this."
"Great, I'll be expecting a call from you then," Pepper closed the connection as Krystal approached Fox. Wesley remained in the stairs, sitting in one of the steps.
Fox sighed, "This can not be happening... Have you tracked the source from the signal?"
"Yes," Slippy spoke, "It's not that far away from our current location."
"Good. Say Wesley, what kind of planet is this?"
"Alkurm? It's a little desolated from I've heard. It has a nice climate if you like the tropical. It has a few cities here and there, but nothing like Liberta or Maridia."
"Great..." Fox muttered to himself. "ETA to the origin of the signal?"
"About ten minutes at most. I don't want to push the Great Fox more at the moment," Slippy commented.
"This is some business we got ourselves into..." Fox sighed.
Come on Angela, I know you must be here... Wesley thought from his seat in the stairs.
So once again, I apologize from the time between updates. At least I had some time to sort out my ideas. I get the feeling I didn't do too well in this chapter in comparison to some of the previous but... With the rush I have from school and all that, I have to fix the situation some time...
Hope you enjoyed the chapter though. Oh yeah, once again, thanks to Jamie Bunyi for the character of Jamie Holgren and Wesley for Wesley Halbred and the strange variation of Angela Cross. And again, to all my readers and and reviewers. If you notice something off, typos, strange errors or have any constructive (read people, read: constructive) criticism, feel free to drop a line by all means. Flames, well, if you must, my mail is there, use it instead.
I'll see you all next time!
Signed as usual, Alan "Gray Fox" Quirino.
Until next time!
Erm, sorry, couldn't come up with a title for next chapter, so just wait...