(At Mei's House)

The glint of the polished surface of the sword shone bright upon the white walls of her practice room. The reflection was the only thing that gave her position away within the room itself. Moonlight was not on her side, as she quickly reflected the beam away from the window, hiding herself again within the room.

The sand filled dummy that sat in the corner of the room, shrouded in moonlight itself, was her main target.

She had run through this many times before. Even had Tommy build the room for her.

It had traps that went off at random. A sound sensor on each pillar of the room was rigged to a computer, she controlled how much sound she could make without the alarm going off.

She ways kept it to below a whisper.

She would creep silently, never running, through the labyrinth that was twenty feet underground, below her house.

Even so slowly she kept moving forward, turning random corners and watching for the 'patrolling' laser beams that would also set off the alarm at her presence.

Stealth was her main priority on the team. Her and Dean were always the first two in when it came to hostage situations. That was because Dean was an excellent shot, and herself being the team's only ex-assassin, was completely silent.

Mei's eyes darted side from side, watching for the passing laser. As it passed she quickly went out of the hall and towards her target. There was a swoosh sound, but you couldn't see anything.

A second later sand began to leak out of the target as the head fell to the floor.

"Computer. End simulation." There was a beeping sound as the lights came back on and the walls retracted into the floor. The platform her target had been on also retracted and she was left in a white room with bare walls.

She sighed, setting the sword back into its sheath. She turned heading for the room elevator. She had pressed the button and the doors opened when she turned around to look into the area's computer room. She saw her radio and holster sitting on the desk.

"Opps, I knew I forgot something." She said heading back into the room, just in time for the radio to go off on her…

(Meanwhile, Across Town)

"Hay! Look who it is!" Dean called out, turning around in the bar stool to wave Bryan over.

"Hay guys, figured I'd swing by and get a bite to eat."

"Good thing to, Jimmy's working the grill tonight."

"I can't wait to have one of his burgers. They've always been a favorite since the old place shut down."

Bryan was about to order when his radio went off.

"Dispatch to all units. Call pending."

Bryan sighed, grabbing it from his belt.

"Copy, clear."

"DCTU has been requested to 4588 Colfax road. Suspects have barricaded themselves in a one story house. Unknown number of armed suspects. Limited debrief suggests that suspects took several hostages. Including several in fur suits. Suspects have been reported to have full body armor and carrying automatic weapons. Possibly two-two-threes and AK-47s. Dispatch Code three."

Bryan looked from each of his team members, Mei seemed to be the only one not there, Bryan guessed she was at home. Each nodded, Tommy called the bar tender over and paid the bill.

"Five-Five David to Dispatch. Copy, we're heading out."

"I copy, report to the CP station for briefing. They made base in a small store."

"Copy."

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The units pulled to a stop in front of the scene, it appeared that Mei was the first DCTU cop on scene. As a rule of thumb they always carried M4 Carbines and clips of ammo in their units, stored in lock boxes. Better yet, Tommy was the team Sniper, he carried a fifty caliber bolt action rifle with a thirty optical zoom scope and laser sight.

Bryan pulled his heavy armor vest from the back of his unit, grabbing his M4 as well. He slung it over his shoulder as he entered the command post.

"Alright, what do we got?" He asked. One of the SWAT officers looked at him.

"Unknown number of hostiles took over that building across the street no more than forty minutes ago. We tried to establish negotiations, but they don't want any part of it. On top of that we have shots fired."

"Any clue at all how many hostiles we've got in there?"

"Well… we've been watching the windows for some time now. It seems like the same time are patrolling the area. So I'd say maybe three? Two on patrol and one taking care of the hostages. We know they have at least ten in there. Including a few in animal suits."

"Not surprising, that furry convention rented out the civic center a mile from here."

Bryan pondered a moment. "Okay… looks like we can't risk going in since we don't have enough information. What are we going to do…"

"They're coming out!" Tommy called over the radio. Bryan rushed out and got behind his units, raising his rifle so he would be ready to fire.

"Freeze! Police!" Jackie called out, sitting behind her own unit.

The two suspects looked at each other for a moment before raising their rifles.

"Down!" Bryan yelled out as loud as he could, ducking behind his unit as bullet rattled the area.

"Fuck guys, they've got Ak-47s with C-Mags. Never mind the clips for the 223s. What's my orders chief? Take them out?" Tommy asked, peering through his rifle scope from the building across the yard.

"Negative! We take them out and anyone inside might start shooting hostages."

"I copy, holding fire. Red light."

Bryan blew out a breath, still ducking behind his unit. He could hear the bullets bouncing off the pavement. He heard the sound of tires popping under gunfire. And for a brief moment the shooting stopped. Bryan watched Jackie go above her protection and take aim.

"Jackie down!" Bryan yelled out, she ducked back down just in time as bullets were being fired again. When the fire ceased again, both Bryan and Jackie stuck their heads out and began taking shots with their M4s. The bullets seemed to bounce right off the suspects, who were reloading. It only took a few more seconds before shots were being fired again.

"This is way to dangerous. Chief I have to take this shot. Give me the green light!"

"Negative! Let Dean and Mei do their jobs. When recon is done then we will worry about these guys."

(Inside the Building)

Just hold on a little longer guys. Mei thought, peering through the camera lens as it snaked under the door. Still nothing. Dean was covering her while she did her job.

"Alright, last door." She whispered so quietly that Dean barely heard her. She stuck the fiber-optic camera under the door jam and was met with the sight of hostages, all had bags over their heads with a single guard among them. He had an AK47 as well. He paced back and forth between all the hostages.

"Please, at least let my kid go!" A women pleaded, Mei caught the sight of a women holding her child close, the kid was crying. Mei had to keep from growling a little bit her 'demon' blood surfacing for a moment.

How cruel! They even bagged the kid!

She pulled the camera out from under the door and readied her rifle as Dean kicked the door down. "Police, Freeze!" Mei called out.

"DCTU, don't move!" The suspect looked between the two of them, his rifle raised a little.

"DCTU?" One of the hostages whispered.

Mei was leveling her rifle a little more, taking deeper breaths to steady her hand.

"I will not saying it again. Lay down your weapons, now!"

The suspect's hand moved fast, grabbing a side arm he aimed it at a hostage. Mei fired off her weapon as the suspect did too. He fell to the ground, his head no longer existing. Mei looked where he had fired and noticed he had hit a hostage. It was only in the leg, but he still hit one.

Mei check the suspect for any more weapons.

"Seven-Six Inu to TOC and Ground Team - Building clear! Suspect DOA. We need a med-Evac for a hostage." Mei said into her radio, looking around the room with a flashlight since the power had been cut to the building.

"Hay, look at this." Dean said, pointing to the hostage that had been shot. Mei looked as she grabbed her first aid kid since no one would be able to get in until the suspects outside were either arrested or killed.

Mei nearly gasped at the sight… blue blood?

She ripped the bag off the head of the hostage.

"Oh my god!"

(Outside)

Bryan was still pinned behind his car as bullet flew. He and Jackie met eyes for a moment before she looked towards the sky in silent prayer.

"Tom here, looks like they know about Mei and Dean inside, they're heading for the door."

"Do not let them get in there! Try and see if you can nail that thing shut!"

Tommy took careful aim, looking for a spot he could shoot on the door that would bolt it shut. He aimed for the handle, assuming that if he shot the heavy duty dead bolt lock, it would lock the door in place. Even bullets wouldn't penetrate the heavy metal of the door itself.

He took aim and fired, watching the door handle become nothing more but twisted, heated metal. One of the suspects tried to pry the door open. Finding he couldn't he began to fire wildly upon everyone. Tommy took aim again and tried to fire, hearing a click he panicked.

"Guys, I'm jammed, hold your own for a minute, I'm fixing it!"

Down in the kill zone Bryan sighed, luck was playing tricks with them again. A quick yelp had him looking over at Jackie's side. She was now laying on her side, panting slightly.

"Jackie!" Bryan called out, but she couldn't hear him over the bullets. He grabbed his radio.

"Jackie, you ok?"

Jackie's voice wafted back over the line. It was weak.

"Officer down. Officer needs assistance. I've been hit."

"Shit." Bryan cursed, tossing his M4 aside, he grabbed a med kit from the passenger side of his unit. Taking a deep breath, he half leaped, and hold rolled, the gap between his unit and hers. Catching on bullet to the vest in the process.

He ignored the pain as he rolled Jackie onto her back. One bullet had entered the side and had broken her hip bone to the point that she couldn't walk on it. A second wound appeared like it had entered her chest between the front and back plates of the Kevlar vest. The chest one scared him more since any path it took would do some major damage.

All he could really do was apply a bandage to stop the bleeding.

"Five-Five David to TOC, officer stabilized the best of our ability. We need trailers."

"TOC to Entry Team, we can't get any trailers in while the suspects are firing."

"Five-Five David to Nine-Nine Adam, Tommy, how much longer till you get that damn jam fixed!"

"Unknown chief, it's a really bad jam that might of fucked my firing pin."

This wasn't his day. Bryan sighed, taking his chances he grabbed Jackie's M4 and popped out, taking shots as he could. Seeing that he didn't have enough time to aim properly before firing he sat down, trying to figure out what he was going to do.

It was obvious that the bullets bouncing everywhere made it unsafe behind their units.

But he wasn't about to leave Jackie sitting their either.

Jackie groaned as Bryan came up with a plan. He got in a prone position and looked through the rifles crosshairs.

He aimed for the suspects feet. A burst of gunfire came from his position as he pulled the trigger. The suspect fell to the ground, either stunned or injured. He did the same to the other, this one wasn't about to go down so easy.

Bryan had gotten lucky on the first one, looks like the second wasn't going to play the fool.

Bryan got back into a sitting position, just as a loud boom came from the sniper perch and all the shooting stopped at once.

"Looks like my jam is gone. Go, I've got you covered."

Bryan got out from his position as he made his way towards the fallen suspects. Two SWAT teams were approaching as well, one grabbed Jackie and brought her to a waiting medic, the second went with Bryan to check on the suspects.

"Ground team to TOC. One suspect DOA. The other is down, need a Med-Evac."

Bryan sighed, it was over.

"Hay, Bryan. You'll never guess who's a couple of the hostages are."

"Who?"

"Just wait by the evacuation zone. You'll see."

Bryan made his way towards the ambulance that Jackie was in. She gave him a thumbs up as they shut he door. Bryan sighed, making his way to the other group of ambulances, that was where the evacuation zone was.

Out of all the hostages that came running out, a few caught him by some major surprise.

"Holy shit… Fox McCloud what the hell are you doing here!"

Fox stopped running from the building with James in his arms, turning towards his old friend. "Figured you guys had forgotten about us, so we decided to drop by. We got a little lost."

Bryan looked around.

"Where's Krystal?"

"Mei and Dean are bringing her out, she took one to the leg."

"Dispatch to all units! I repeat, dispatch to all units! Two-Eleven in progress, I repeat, robbery in progress! SWAT and DCTU requested, code three! Just south of imperial road. Bank of International Commerce."

Bryan grabbed hold of his radio.

"I copy, stand-by dispatch."

"Copy."

He waited for Tommy to meet up with them.

"Alright guys. We're going to have to cut our celebration short. Looks like we've got another high risk situation that is in need of our attention. With that said, we are going to high tail our asses over to HQ and grab some ammo. Grab some M4s, couple of 223s, grab some CS gas and Flash bangs too. It's a bank, unknown layout. On your way to HQ pay attention to your radios, we'll have dispatch reading off what information we have."

Everyone nodded heading off for their units. Things would be hard without Jackie to help cover, what's worse was now they had to worry about their friends from Star Fox as well. Before getting in his car he stopped by some medics that were kind of staring at Krystal.

"How are we going to get that suit off her? I can't find a zipper anywhere…" One of them was saying.

"You don't. That is her skin. Just bandage that foot up, got it?"

Bryan left the paramedics and headed for his unit, getting in he started it up, he had just shifted it into gear when all of his passenger doors opened.

"What the hell… what do you guys think you're doing?" He asked, seeing Fox, Bill, and Falco getting into the car.

"We're helping out." Fox stated, almost like it was second nature.

Bryan wasn't about to argue, there wasn't much time.

"Man this thing must look like shit with all the bullet holes in it." Bryan murmured, grabbing for his radio.

"Five-Five David to Dispatch. Show is en-route to HQ for weapons stack. We need some details."

"I copy. Stand-By."

"SWAT command to all units. We are unable to make it to the scene within safety time. You'll be depending on DCTU. Over."

"Bullshit!" Mei's voice screamed out over the radio. "You guys better move your asses, there is no way in hell you're leaving us without proper cover."

"Alright, alright. We'll gear up as best we can and head out."

"Damn strait."

"Wow, good job, Mei. You scared the chief of SWAT."

"Shut it Bryan, just drive your car like the rest of us."

"Dispatch to all units. Limited debrief suggests that there at eight robbers. All armed with AK47as and M4 Carbines. An escaped hostage even mentioned that one of them seemed to carry some sort of canisters, possible grenades. That's all we got guys, sorry."

"That's fine. We all copy." Bryan replied. He was about to put his radio down, but thought of something else.

"Five-Five David, BCC on TAC 1."

"Clear."

"Show Team StarFox on assist. TAC 1."

"Star Fox, sir? Sounds like a video game to me." Came a reply, it was from an officer on scene.

"This is no game. Star Fox will be assisting assault teams DCTU and SWAT. Copy?"

"SWAT Dispatch, I copy."

"DCTU Dispatch, copy."

"Five-five David, over and out."

Bryan slammed the gas peddle down a little more now that both hands were on the steering wheel. Lights and Siren and full blaze as he screamed down city streets and on to the hightway.

"This is 98LC10! We are taking fire! Multiple officers down! I repeat, multiple officers down! These guys are shooting anything that moves! ETA and back-up!"

"Back-up ETA: Twenty minutes."

"No good, we'll all be dead by then! We need help now!"

"SWAT ETA is Six Nineteen minutes!"

Bryan wasn't about to slow down to answer the radio. "We can be there in under three." He mused to himself, Fox must of heard him.

"DCTU ETA, Three minutes!"