Author's Notes: This time I'm using Microsoft Word to see if the glitches will stop. Since the last update was a week ago, I don't have much to say, other than I've beaten Star Fox: Assault a lot of times since last Saturday (when I started the single player campaign).
The Lylat Chronicles
Chapter 5: Payback
"Has Fox forgotten about our problem out here?"-Peppy
"You-You're Slippy's dad?" Fox managed to stammer. "Slippy never mentioned…SLIPPY!" Fox slapped his forehead. He had remembered his friends' plight up in the skies. "Beltino! Your son is in danger! There are forces closing in on the base!"
Beltino thought for a moment. He could send some scientists to the Comm. Center to send a message to all available pilots to report to the military center. The others could go with him to activate the turrets. "Yes. I have a plan." He gestured to a few of the scientists. "You go to the Comm. Center. We need to get anyone who can fly a ship over here. The rest of you, go with me to activate the complex's defenses."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You're not gonna just leave us here, are ya?" Falco asked.
Beltino was already on his way to the control center. "Only if you're not going to help your friends in the sky."
Without a word, all three ran towards their destinations with a single purpose in mind: too help Peppy and Slippy.
Peppy's ship flew over one of the many tanks barreling towards the complex. The gun's turret turned much faster that he expected. It fired a few shots, which all collided with Peppy's shields, making a red glow where they hit.
"Damn it!" The pilot swore. He had planned on firing at the tanks from behind, but their cannons could turn faster than he expected. A few more shots collided in between barrel rolls.
Now a siren was going off. Peppy checked his HUD. "Damn. No shields." With a flick of a paw he opened a Comm. Channel to his team. "Guys, it's been great but…goodbye." He saw out of the corner of his eye, the tanks charging up one last shot.
In an instant the tank was obliterated and lying in thousands of pieces on the ground. An Arwing flew through the explosion. Falco was spraying plasma across the battle field with a big grin on his face. "Hey Peppy! Ya gett'n too old for this?" Before waiting for an answer, he pulled his ship up in a complicated ascending maneuver called a U-Turn. If the pilots of the tanks had been facing his direction, they would have been shocked. If they had watches for a few more seconds, they would be screaming. Falco had unleashed the Arwing's most lethal weapon: the Smart Bomb. It created a huge explosion that looked like a nova star, coining it the nickname "Nova Bomb".
There were only three tanks left. Falco finished those off with ease. Now that Peppy shields had regenerated, he could breathe better. "Phew, I thought I was a goner. Where are Fox and Slippy?"
"They're taking care of the attack carriers." Falco said. Peppy winced as Slippy's high pitched voice came onto the ships speakers. "Fox, get the guys behind me!"
Fox grunted. "I would if I could Slippy. Peppy, Falco, get over there!"
"Aw, c'mon! Do we always have to baby-sit that frog?" Falco complained. Peppy didn't wait for an answer before accelerating towards the attack carriers at full throttle. Falco joined him, amazingly without a wise crack.
Slippy had five fighters on his tail. He tried his best to shake them, but even Fox would have had a hard time here. Plasma sprayed behind Slippy's engines narrowly missing his engines. Two of the fighters fell to their lasers.
"Slippy!" Fox yelled. With fire in his eyes, Fox pulled the triggers on his flight stick faster than even before. The last of the fighters fell to the deadly plasma.
"Finally." Slippy grumbled. "I wish I was a better pilot, "he sighed. "Like you guys. You always have to help me."
"Slippy, you're never gonna get better unless ya keep fly'n. I bet there was a time when even Fox was bad at fly'n. Right Fox?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Said Fox with a grin on his face. Falco was talking about that time at the academy; all those years ago…
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CHAPTER:
Back at the Academy
