A/N: Anyone who has ever read one of my previous fics know that I don't spend much time setting up a sequence. I normally like to dive right into the conflict. Maybe its just because I prefer it that way… When I watch a movie, I'm normally bored to death till the conflict. Granted, setting up character - great! But that doesn't mean it's interesting to me.
Also keep in mind, the current state of this story is NOT the main plot. As of right now, they are just trying to get the back-up they need, and get word to Great Fox. That's it. Fox won't get his memory back until later.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
It had taken a little while for Amy to grasp the entire situation about Fox and Krystal. But soon after she had left to for bed. "Alright guys, see you in the morning." Jason said, shutting off the light before following his wife to their room.
They had replaced the cot with a blow up bed that Amy had purchased while at the local market. Fox could clearly seen the moon light being reflected right off Krystal's eyes as she stared right back at him.
"Something wrong?" He asked.
"It just… this is new to me… not like when I joined with StarFox… but this is just weird."
"Wish I could relate with you. I can't even remember much of StarFox… only what I've seen in pictures."
Krystal nodded and settled in for her nights rest. A moment later she felt Fox move along side her. Pulling her closer.
"What are you doing?" She whispered.
"Did I do something wrong? This just seemed right…"
"For a moment I thought you remembered about us."
"I will soon, Krystal… I promise."
(Next Morning)
Krystal was the third to wake up. Fox was already in the kitchen with Jason and she could hear them talking.
"Where did you learn to make this? It's excellent!" Jason was saying. She could picture Fox shrugging since she never got a response. "Man, when all this stuff is done and you guys come back some time - we could really use you at the restaurant. Granted, the food is great, but now like this."
"I'll keep that in mind." Was Fox's reply as Krystal made herself known.
"Must of learned it from that book… or Peppy." She said, walking up behind him and kissing him on the cheek. This didn't go unnoticed by Jason who decided to say nothing. He looked at his watch. "I better get going. Today's going to be the big Monday rush crowd. We're going to get swarmed." He said, picked up his car keys and heading for the door.
He was about to grab the knob when the door broke itself down, sending Jason backwards onto his rear as six men, heavily armed entered the room.
"Down on the ground!"
Fox could see Krystal twitch, wanting to run across the room to her blaster. Fox grabbed her shoulder. "Don't, you won't make it."
She nodded, falling to the ground.
Four minutes later had found them sitting on the concrete wall outside of Jason's house, hands behind their backs as two of the Seal Team members stood on either side, large rifles in hand.
"All I wanted was to go to work today." Jason huffed. As a suited man undid the restraints on himself and Amy. However, Fox and Krystal were left restrained. Jason wasted no time grabbing his cell phone while Amy talked to the man that had undone her.
"What the hell is going on here."
"Secret Service Agent Jethro Capo at your service. Please miss, just calm down and wait. My supervisor will be here soon to explain this to you."
"Like hell he will." Jason scoffed; shutting his phone.
Fox looked up just as a dark SUV pulled up to the house. A moment later two people, the same two from yesterday - Bryan and Kasey - stepped out, showing two black items to another suited man in the corner they approached Jason.
"Hay. Looks like some higher up got wind of our little guests. Probably someone called in the flashes of light to the police, and the police called our nations great military." He replied, shooting glances at one of the Navy men.
"So, what's going on?" Jason demanded.
"As of right now, another Secret Service agent will be here. Him and the Seal Team members will be taking Fox and Krystal with them to see the president."
"For a moment I thought they were going to be killed." Jason said, sounding relieved, until he saw the look that Bryan gave him.
"Wait a minute…"
"They still might be. It depends on how they act and if they seem like a threat to the country. At the end of the day, it all comes down to his word."
"When do we leave?"
"We?" Bryan echoed.
"Yah, you don't think I'm just going to let them go like that! Fox doesn't know anything about his past, or this place. And while Krystal knows about her past, she doesn't know this place well enough."
Bryan sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Alright look, I'll pull some strings. Old Man Lincoln owes me a favor."
"Thanks Bryan."
"Just keep in mind, you owe me now. And I'll call you on it. You bet."
Jason nodded as another car pulled up to the scene.
"Lets go. Load them up, the plane is waiting for transport." A man called.
(Six Hours Later)
Fox rang a paw over his wrist. Feeling great to finally have those damn cuffs off them. Right now they stood outside two large doors that seemed to swing towards the hall.
"So, who exactly is this guy?" Krystal asked.
"This guy is the President of the United States… he is also Commander in Chief of our military. By the sound of your situation, he's going to decide if you get the help you need or not." Bryan said, looking out the window at the lawn.
"Does he know of our situation?" Krystal asked.
"I don't believe he does. Right now you're here mainly because to this planet you are an alien. Therefore, anything involving you goes through him. Normally you would be at a place called Area 51 right now. However, this particular president is a little… strange. You'll see."
As the door opened a Secret Service agent motioned for the five to enter.
"Sir, Bryan and Amy Finlin from DCTU, along with Jason Bourne, and the two captured are here to see you, sir!" A agent stated. A man in a large chair turned around.
"Ah, Bryan and Amy. Good to see you again. Still got that spring in your step, Bryan?" He asked; before launching off into a story.
"Sir." Bryan kept prodding while the President began a story about how he used to be young. "Sir!" Bryan raised his voice.
The President stopped. "I was rambling. Oh well, back to business. What do we have here, you two look like foxes to me." He circled the two and both pairs of eyes followed him nervously. Bryan caught on as two what was going to happen next and he spoke up.
"Sir, I really wouldn't-" He was caught off by Krystal's scream as Fox grabbed the man's hand. "Hay!"
The four Secret Service agents in the room now had their guns trained on Fox.
"Stand down." Bryan ordered. "Fox, let'em go."
"Uh, did I do something?" The president asked as Fox let him go.
"Sir… where these two come from, to grab one's tail is … how we say… sexual harassment." Bryan said seeing Jason grinning out of the corner of his eye.
The biggest man in their country had grabbed Krystal's tail and Fox had nearly knocked him from it.
"Oh… sorry." He said. "You two don't seem like much of a threat on your own. But by the looks of that equipment you had with you, you could do some damage." The President stated, motioning to a glass case full of Fox and Krystal's stuff they had taken from Jason's house. It was guarded by two of the four agents in the room.
"Sir, please understand. Our intention here was not a vicious one. We simply needed help." Krystal stated, trying to hold back the offence she felt after being groped.
"And what kind of help were you looking for?"
"Our home planet, Corneria, is in some major trouble. There is a major threat to it's people. You must understand, you run a planet of your own."
"Actually I only run America. But I see what you mean. However, how and I to be certain that you really mean this? That you don't plan to take what we give you and kick our own butts with it?"
Fox was surprised. The man that had seemed like a ditz a few moments ago was now all business.
"Mr. President, sir… when Fox first crashed here he lost all of his memory. No more than a day later, Krystal landed here too. I have had talks with both of them and it appears to me that Corneria is no different then our country. They are all peace loving people like us. They have their own police and fire forces. Their own way of travel. They even have their own military."
"So then, why doesn't their military take care of the threat."
"Because it is too great for us. Please, understand. Our planet is light years away from your technology. However, this has it own flaws, as the threat has either no clue of your technology, or wasn't worried about someone being sent for it."
"And what are you? Part of this… military?"
"No, sir. We are part of StarFox, a mercenary group that runs with the Cornerian Military. We take assignments from General Pepper. Please, sir, you must help us. I fear that time is only running out."
Fox had remained silent the entire time; this went only slightly unnoticed, but un-thought of.
"And what exactly do your need?"
"Anything you can give. We need some major things. Guns, lots of them. Missiles, those little colt things. Anything!"
"And how do you plan to transport them to "Corneria". I can't risk one of my shuttles in order to get to a place I've never heard of."
Krystal remained silent.
"We'll use the Great Fox." Fox whispered. "We can try and repair one of the Arwings. Get it up that way. We'll need to make it immune to electrical fields, or whatever keeps knocking us out of the air."
"But Fox… how are we going to get in touch with them. With both of our life support signals being blocked, who says that they even stayed!"
"That raises a new problem." Fox looked strait on the head man. "Sir, listen. I don't have all of my memories. And right now i'm running on two things. Instinct and a little voice in the back of my head. One of those two is telling me that because our signals are gone, someone on StarFox is going to report to Pepper that we were shot down. That means that he may plan an attack on your planet thinking it could also be a threat to ours!"
"Is that a threat?" An agent asked. The President held up a hand to silence him.
"And how do we avoid this?"
"We need to find a way to contact them." Krystal responded.
"I need to find some sort of a communication device. I need a computer, a large source of power and a few other things."
The President nodded and a Secret Service Agent left the room, returning a few moments later. "Set sir."
"Follow me." The President said.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Fox found himself sitting on the roof of the building they had been in a little under twenty minutes ago. Sitting in front of him was a small box with a screen and a few other things.
"Alright… what would Slippy do." Fox whispered. He began typing on the keypad and watched the dish move around a little.
"What is he doing?" One of the agents asked Bryan, who only shrugged. "Dunno. Maybe looking for a signal?"
Krystal tapped Fox on the shoulder and whispered something to him, a moment later she sat in front of the screen. Typing away. Everyone watched amazed as a rabbit creature appeared on screen.
"This is Great Fox. We are receiving a distress signal from your location. What is the problem?"
Krystal looked around for a moment before spotting the lens at the top of the screen.
"Repeat, this is Great Fox. Is anyone there?"
"Peppy!" Krystal shouted at the screen.
"Krystal, is that you!" He said, peering closer at the screen. "It is! We all thought you were dead… like Fox…"
"Fox isn't dead! He's right here! There's something around here that is blocking signals to the Great Fox… only ours though. Anything related to this planet is working just fine. Listen, can you connect us with Pepper?"
"Uh, Sure thing Krystal. Hold tight. Good to hear everyone is ok."
A moment later the screen flashed to a blue background with the Cornerian flag on it.
A moment later the aged dog appeared on the screen. "General Pepper here. Peppy says you needed to talk to me Krystal. I'm sorry to hear about Fox."
"He's alive Pepper! There's something here on the planet that's blocking our signals. The only way we could get through to you was by using their technology."
"How are negotiations going?"
"They need some reassurance." Fox chimed in from the side.
"We just need to be sure that we won't be getting… back stabbed in this deal." Bryan said, looking at the screen after coming up behind Krystal.
"I see. Are you the one in charge?"
"I'm afraid not, sir. He is." Bryan said, pushing the President towards the screen.
"Hmmm… what type of reassurance do you require?"
"Well for one thing. Something to tell us that when this is over that either your people or this threat will come after us."
"You have my word that Corneria, nor none of it's allies will attack you. Further more, I will arrange a small section of our military should you ever need our help in fighter either a war on your planet, or in space."
The president seemed thoughtful for a moment.
"Well… it sounds good… and from what I've heard and seen so far you guys seem to keep your word. Alright. But what do you need?"
"A decent number of beings to help us. We need your type of weapons along with any thing else you can give us."
"Like what, part of our military?"
"If there are any to spare."
"That's where we hit a wall… you see, all of our Military is either out fighting a war on terrorism or protecting the home front." The President responded.
"Sir, I would like to volunteer DCTU's efforts to General Pepper and the people of Corneria."
The President looked over his shoulder at Bryan. "DCTU is needed here."
"I understand that, sir. But I must remind you that you have sufficient people here for the American people. Not only that, but need I remind you of the Agent's Creed? It states that a DCTU agent will help anyone or thing with or without request. Please, sir, don't make me run through the whole thing."
"Hold on a minute. What is DCTU?" Pepper asked, looking confused. Bryan stepped up to the camera this time.
"DCTU is an acronym for Demon Counter Terrorism Unit. We are known as the demons because we're a demon to any terrorist action. We are a small group of specialized people who deal solely with terrorism. We've yet to fail a mission."
"How many of you are there?"
"Including me, six."
"Only six of you? Hmm… I believe we will need some more than that. Besides, what are you guys, Mercenaries? We are willing to pay a fee, but we don't have much to spare. Mercenary groups always cost too much."
"We require no fee. Maybe some food an lodging, but that's it."
"Agreed. But I feel we will still need more."
"Give us a chance sir, we'll really surprise you."
"I'll say. You guys are the best the American people have. So don't go off dieing on us." The president stated. Bryan just smirked. "Haven't lost one yet, chief."
"Pepper, in light of the threat StarFox is offering our services." Krystal said, looking at Fox who nodded; though he wasn't sure why.
"As much as I would like to hire you, we can't afford it right now. All the money we have is going towards eliminating this threat."
"We'll take it without payment." Fox said.
"Oh boy, Falco won't like this one." Krystal said, shaking her head.
"Does it matter? Think about it, our home planet is in some major trouble. We need to do what we can."
"Agreed." Pepper said, looking stern again.
"Alright, now what?"
"Well, we'll need to arm ourselves. Figure out a way to get back to the Great Fox, and get a battle plan going." Jason said, speaking for the first time on the roof.
"Wow, Jason, you make it sound like you're coming with us." Kasey said, seeing Jason's look. "Oh god… Jason. No, this is why you left DCTU. You said that you couldn't do it anymore."
"That was different." Jason said, looking down. "I left because I was not able to make my shot. It was because of me that those people were put in that danger. It was because of me that that man died!"
"Jason." Bryan began. "Look. That was never your fault. We all didn't make the grade that day. Me and Kasey were both on back up. We couldn't get a good shot either. Neither could Ayame nor Me Ling. After reviewing the reports, even Rick, Yura, Jasmine, and Ryan all said they couldn't figure it out either. He just disappeared."
"That man had a wife and two kids. How can you live something like that down?"
"Simple, you take on the next threat."
"Yah, think about it, Jason. This threat goes undone. It moves slowly at first, taking over solar systems. Eventually it comes to ours. Gears itself up to deal with us. Now, not only will that man die, but his wife, and his kids. Along with countless over people! We had a bad hand! We still took down the threat! And we need to take this one down, so Kasey, no arguments, Jason if your coming then come. I won't stop you."
Kasey scowled, but didn't argue.
"Alright. Then it's settled. StarFox, find a way back to the Great Fox, after you arm yourselves. Clear?"
"Yes, Sir!"
Pepper clicked off.
As everyone left the roof Bryan stopped Kasey, Jason, Fox, and Krystal.
"Alright guys, keep this in mind for the fight ahead. DCTU is a life saving organization. Right now, there is an immediate threat to the people of Corneria. Wither or not it's on earth doesn't matter, ok? We have a single job, eliminate the threat, uphold civil peace on that planet, and above all, save the civilian life - at all cost."
"Agreed." Fox, Krystal, Jason, and Kasey said at once.
"Ok, now, Fox and Krystal are the only two that know how to work the Airwings. Jason give them support and getting it fixed. Me and Kasey will get the rest of DCTU up and running, we'll have arms ready to go and fully loaded. When the Airwings are done we'll show Krystal and Fox on how to safely use them. Understood."
Bryan got nods from everyone.
"Alright guys, lets move out. The mission starts here."