Disclaimer: I don't own Star Fox! It's owned by Nintendo, and Terra System, names, etc. are license of Galaxy Wulf, in which I own. The story took place during Star Fox 64, sometime after your battle with Star Wolf at Venom 2. I was wrong about my first two disclaimers. There will be FEW flashbacks here. Anyway, the narrator is obvious. I suggest reading my other fics, since they're also good! Go and read!

Rivals or Friends

Chapter 14: Confession

I thought of something for Wolf. I felt like he was hiding something from me. Just like what Slippy said, he and I were the type of person who liked to keep things for himself. Yeah, I knew it all along. When he was taking a nap earlier, his face was turning red and sweaty. I believe something was going on inside his brain, but he just didn't like to say it to me.

"So, what do you expect to happen to you?" I asked Wolf while walking to an alleyway. "Sorry to bother you, by the way. It'll be a long walk before we could reach Leon's place, so I thought about talking while walking." He just looked at me with a light smile.

"Well, I don't know, actually, since I have no idea," he replied. "To tell you the truth, I don't know if I should be optimistic or pessimistic about what would happen to me. Since the day I was given another personality, I don't know how to think clearly…"

I was rather sad about his state. I couldn't tell if I pity him or I was just being dramatic. A thought flew my head, an idea to make him at least cozy before seeing Leon. I placed my hand to his shoulder and requested, "Um… since we're going to pass a coffee stall, why don't we have some cup of coffee? I'm sure that'll relieve you from your stress. Don't worry, it's on me." He nodded from my asking, so we walked towards the stall.

A sweet, comfortable, relaxing view of the green grass and the trees made the seats of the park a perfect stop. I grabbed the two hot cups of java and gave the other one to Wolf. We both sat to a bench just beside a fountain, looking at the scenery that was the parkland.

"Thanks Fox, this drink makes me mellow," he remarked as he took a few sips. He then glanced at the scenery before he gave a look at me. "Oh… Fox, I really appreciated on what you're doing for me. Since the time I changed, you're always supporting me. I don't know what to say… I am very sure that you're a true friend…"

I remembered the time when we were at the rooftop. Yes, he told me those touching words, and now he tells me again. "You don't have to worry much, Wolf. After all, it's my responsibility as a friend to make sure that you won't be harmed, since I'm the one responsible for your situation. If I hadn't…" He suddenly stopped drinking his coffee and quickly halted my statement.

"Look, it's not your fault, okay?" he assured me. I still believe that I'm the reason why he's experiencing this, though. "Oh, and I really know why you wanted a talk… You wish to know what happened to me when I was sleeping, right?" He impressed me. He knew what I wanted to know. "It's okay for me to share it… it's just that I might pressure you or anything, knowing that if I told you my troubles, you'll do your best to solve it."

"You can share your problems to me, Wolf, and I'll do what it takes to help you out," I assured him, making sure that he won't hold back some useful information. "I won't be pressured. After all, I'm doing this for a friend."

A smile was seen from his face. I saw it. He looked at his drink and confessed, "Well, when I was snoozing, I had a short visit to my subconscious. There, I saw the other me… I thought at first that since we've tamed him, it's all right to talk to him. However, I got a ferocious greeting." My heart suddenly missed a heartbeat. Did that wild Wolf forget about the taming that I did to him before? "He spoke in thoughts, telling me that he knows what we're doing. He growled at me because he hated to be erased. He knew that we're going to cure my psychological sickness, meaning that he'll fade away… I told him that I own this body, so he left me for a while, but I believe he'll be coming back."

I looked at the ripples of the coffee drink. I wished I could feel his pain, so that I might help him. "That's tough… And I thought we're about to make friends with him."

"I don't he'll be friends with us now that he knows what're we up to," Wolf concluded as he made another sip. I could tell from his face that he's not going to finish his drink. "Looks like we'll just see later what the results will bring." He stood up, leaving his unfinished drink to the table.

I followed too, but I was unsure about his state. "Hey Wolf, are you sure you're okay? I mean, we're going to tackle psychology, so you need to be relaxed." I asked.

"Don't worry, I am," he smiled back as he moved forward, making me go too. "I told myself repeatedly that no matter what happens, I'm the Wolf O'Donnell; the one that owns this body, and nobody else. I am not certain on the outcome, but I'll fight if I have to." His determination gave me light to help him even more. I won't fail him, I swear.

It wasn't long before we reached the building where Leon told us to go. "Here goes nothing," we whispered to ourselves. We stepped inside and inquired for Mr. Leon Powalski. "Room 141," I informed myself. We headed to the elevator and punched in the floor of the room. I glanced back at Wolf, who was slightly rubbing his cold paws.

We exited the elevator and headed to the room. A simple press at the alarm would do. I heard a ping, and it took us a few seconds before somebody opened the door. When the door slid to the side, I was surprised to see Bill hitting the control with his nose.

"Is that you, Bill?" I asked with surprise. He wore only boxer shorts, and he had a collar. He walked on all fours, and it seemed like was just an animal. Now I understand why Leon told us that Bill had the same condition like Wolf.

The canine companion of mine gasped for a moment; I heard it. I believed that he was nervous and worried, for he might end up like Bill… like an animal. What's he going to react?

We both walked inside the room. Bill whimpered, and I could tell that he wanted us to sit on the sofa. He then rushed off towards a door inside this room. "Oh, they're here? Good Bill…" I heard that statement.

A chameleon came out from that room. He's wearing a blue shirt and brown pants. From the looks of his face, he seemed to be working hard, as his eyes showed lack of sleep. He rubbed Bill's hair, saying, "Okay Bill, they're your friends." The dog just whimpered before barking. He then faced us and introduced himself, "Welcome, Fox and Wolf. I guess you already knew me, Leon Powalski."