Of Rivals

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Fox! It's owned by Nintendo, and Terra System, Nebulla Wolf, names, etc. are license of Galaxy Wulf, in which I own.

Read This Important Author's Note!

The story takes place before Star Fox Assault, but that isn't really much important. I only said so because Star Wolf here owns a planet-hideout called Sargasso Space Station, and that the members of Star Wolf are Leon Powalski, Panther Caroso, and of course Wolf O'Donnell. Those two are apparent in the new Star Fox game. I'm not sure if I should add Aparoids or not, but I'll think about that eventually. Anyway, I'll be using my characters, but not Galaxy Wulf. I'll be using their rivals, Nebulla Wolf (you'll be familiar to them when you read my fics, but you don't have to, since this is separate from them). I'll be using the "first-person POV" here just like in my fic Rivals or Friends, and like that story, I'll be switching narrators – from Wolf to Rufus, and back and forth. Anyway, now you know the drill, get reading! I won't be removing this note until the second prologue!


Prologue 1: The Wolf with an Eye Patch

"Okay boys, load 'em up!"

I ordered the operator of a carrier truck loaded with stolen weapons from one of that senile Andrew's weapons carrier. That no-good traitor, he owed me everything that he has! A pathetic fool is he! Now that Andross is gone, he thought that he's the new ringmaster, and we're his pawn! We'll see… now that Star Wolf left him, I wonder what he is now!

"Place them at the weaponry. We'll need them just in case a Cornerian battalion shows up."

Moving away from the place, I decided to take a glance at the place Andrew thought of calling a base. He built this headquarters at the planet Sargasso years ago, after I kicked Pigma, and his pathetic bloated ass, for being a traitor. He and Andrew made a quick attack on Star Fox without my consent! Anyway, I didn't waste the monkey, since I have plans for him… The foolish nephew of Andross planned to create a base here. Without his knowledge, I rallied up soldiers who also hated Andrew for being inferior, so we immediately threw him away. He fled from this place to an unknown area… After that, we had a visitor. His name's Panther and he was a criminal, wanted for theft. We need that kind of guy, so I fired him.

"Is something the matter, Wolf?"

Leon startled me for a while. Speaking of which, Leon has been a company for a while. He's the only group member who didn't abandon me, maybe because he has that grudge against Falco, who is also with Fox. Damn, the monkey and the fat ass didn't know anything about pure hatred against Star Fox!

"No, nothing's wrong…" I assured him as I walked away, looking at the other upcoming carrier trucks filled with weapons. "I was just thinking on what to do next. I'll probably do some practicing with my plasma cannon… I'm thirsty for some dancing with McCloud!"

"Easy there, O'Donnell, you don't want to burst out from your excitement," Panther commented with a grin. "Remember, we have work to do. We'll be attacking a fleet of Cornerians, and I'm pretty sure, Star Fox will come and…" I was bothered when he suddenly stopped talking. "Look at that, Wolf!" he pointed out with his hand. I glanced to that direction, and noticed a large meteor falling down to our atmosphere…

Wait! That's no meteor! It apparently resembled a flagship… No… It is a flagship! It's colored in deep red. I took caution; you can't say all falling starships are safe. I ordered my men to gather bazookas, blasters, and machine guns. I looked closer, and noticed that the ship is trying to lessen the impact by bracing. It's quickly losing its altitude, yet it seemed that it wouldn't crash.

"Take cover!" Leon commanded as the soldiers moved back without leaving the area. Finally, the ship landed, and it made a safe landing, after all. "Heck, what's that thing!" the chameleon grunted.

I don't know what's in there, but I don't like it. I don't like it at all… "All right, keep your weapons ready, and prepare to fire anything that comes into hostility." Something tells me though, I'll be interested to thee person in that ship. I don't know why, but I somewhat trusted my instincts about that…