Star Fox: Digital Danger

By: Wolf E. Urameshi

Started: 2005-08-18

Finished: 2005-08-20

Disclaimer: All Star Fox characters and related trademarks are legal property of Nintendo and Shigeru Miyamoto; no infringement of the law is meant in any way. Also, all original characters in this story are property of their respective owners and used with permission.

A/U: Well, hello firstly! I finally had some free time to write, so I'll write this first and try my very best to update my other stories; it's been a really long time since I last touched them. OK, I showed my first Star Fox fanfic, which I have documented in my personal portfolio, to my Intermediate English teacher, and he became interested. So we're planning to do some sort of writer's club, because they found other writers in the English groups (not fanfic writers but I don't mind at all!), so this means something big will happen soon. Now, on to the fic, and to those who read, I am begging you, please review this fanfic, even if you're no author in the site! This will motivate me to continue, and it improves me as well, I assure you. Thank you again for reading this fanfic!

Chapter 3: Bloody turn of events

"What? His life signs are dropping?" The leader inquired as Janus bent down to check the young dinosaur's body. His muscles were battered from the outlandish game he was playing with the ruffians, his pulse was failing and his eyes were blank, rolled all the way up, making him look dead.

"He needs help! This hasn't happened before!"

"Never before?"

"Of course, damn it! I gotta help him!"

"Fox, wait, we could..." Krystal suggested, but Fox was confused for a few seconds until he caught on.

"That might work after all!" Fox turned to his comm., and called in Slippy- he was the only one who could possibly help him. "Slippy, I need you here now!"

Slippy's voice came in with concern. "Fox?"

"It's Janus's kid; he's in grave danger!"

"But I'm no doctor!"

Fox cut him off with a snarl. "But you can offer technical assistance!"

Slippy felt silent upon the order, for he knew Fox was right. "I'm on my way, Fox, hold on!" In an instant, Fox turned to Janus as he helped carry Dimitri away into Janus's hut, decorated inside with all sorts of items related to Sauria: Pendants, chains, rings, charms... The variety was infinite, but one of the precious belongings stood out: On a table near a queen-sized bed with a green-and-yellow cushion was a frame with a picture of Janus with his father, now ex-General Scales and Cecilia when she was pregnant.

And on another frame was a picture of Dimitri. Fox couldn't help but look at it for a short time after putting Dimitri on the bed. Fox thought about the picture for a few seconds as Janus was looking for medical equipment on a nearby locker. The picture was taken recently, since Dimitri looks like he does right now, the mercenary pondered as he looked at the picture. Dimitri was wearing an ebony cowboy-like suit at the top, zipper open at the middle and apparently wearing some sort of necklace that had a silver, metallic red-eye on it. Dimitri's white spandex shorts melded with the suit well and his black boots were just perfect for the clothes.

Suddenly, however, he heard what seemed to be an Arwing outside. Good, Slippy's here. This should be okay, I suppose. The last thing we need right now is a kid dying, especially when he's not even one year old. But I trust his father.

"You didn't need to call him, you know. It'll be all right," Janus absent-mindedly remarked.

"You can't do this alone. You know that better than anyone!"

"But I can't depend on people!"

"Doesn't matter, we're helping." A few seconds later, just as Janus was ready, Slippy entered with a small machine, one the team knew all too well.

"This should tell us how he's doing; I thought you might need it!" Janus couldn't feel more thankful. It had been a while since he used one of those.

"Thanks, it should be helpful." Janus quickly put on his lab clothes (just a white robe and gloves) and approached his son, but then... Boom! "W-What the?"

"Janus, we're in trouble, it's them again!" Cecilia's voice rang through a speaker as her husband realized and understood what was going on.

"When did you get there? I didn't see you! Damn, they don't know when to quit!" Janus quickly rushed to the door but Fox stopped him cold.

"You stay here and help him; we'll take care of them."

"Thanks, Fox, I owe you one. I just wish everything was done in better circumstances..." Janus turned back to his doing as Slippy and Fox, blasters in hand, ran outside hastily. Please come back safe. You'll be needed...

Fox and Slippy were already blasting several mercenaries as they fired back with whatever they had. "Slippy, take the guys in the left flank, I'll take center and right!"

"Got it, Fox! I'll take care of them! Eat this, space scum!" The lonesome units moved in their own respective directions, releasing a wave of unholy fire from their weapons.

Meanwhile, Fox was having his load of trouble as he fired at the enemies around him, being careful not to get hit himself. "This is crazy! How many of them are there?"

"More than even I can count, Fox! Be on your guard!" Peppy warned, but Fox was too busy defending himself to listen.

However, a large structure caught his eye. "A generator! If I can blow that up, they'll have little energy to go on!" Fox took that chance. He could barely feel his feet while he ran towards the generator, grenade in hand. "Take... this!" Fox launched the grenade high in the air, synchronizing it with time. As soon as the explosive reached ground, a mass explosion took place, and he cheered on. "Yes, that'll teach you a pair of things!"

However, Fox looked up and saw airships firing at the battlefield, obviously aiming at him. He quickly ran and took cover behind one of the trees nearby. He turned on his comm. and sent a distress signal to Falco. "Falco, we need air support, there're air fighters everywhere!"

"Gotcha, just make sure to be alive by the time I get there, otherwise the sight of myself won't be pretty."

"Look, just get here, we're in a pinch!" He turned it off but the minute his mind was turned back onto the battlefield, a blast hit the ground near him, sending him with a scream to a nearby tree, where he nearly lost consciousness, had he not covered himself and braced for impact. He slowly opened his dazed eyes and looked up: A mercenary airship was greeting him, and it was pretty much like the ones of the Sargasso mercenaries, only green.

It slowly started to charge up its blaster as it aimed at point-blank range at the fox. "Well, this is charming... Guess that guy's got nothing else to do, huh?"

However, just as the ship's beam was charged to the max, several blasts, coming from both air and land, pierced its outer casing and erased it from existence. "Wha...? Who... did that?"

"Alright, fox-head, I warned you but no, no one listens to the bird. Dumb foxes..."

"Heh... Just in time, Falco..."

"Did you honestly think we'd leave you behind, especially me?" Fox's sight slowly turned black as he figured out who it was.

"I... Didn't say that, Krystal..." Fox passed out from exhaustion-the explosion was too much, and he barely made it alive.

"Well, he's out for the count. He should be fine here..." Krystal realized just how careless Fox would tend to get, even if he had a famous name.

"You'll need some help. I'd feel insulted if you say no!"

Krystal giggled a little when she heard the complaint. "No, Janus, your muscles can't do anything now. Stay there with your son."

"He's fine, we just stabilized him."

"Doesn't matter, he needs you anyway. Don't worry, we'll handle this."

"Well, just don't say I didn't warn you." His voice was cut off when he said that, but a second later it came back again. "One more thing: I am insulted." Now he left and meant it.

"Rest for now, Fox, I'll take care of it!" She ran outside and was greeted by a group of mercenaries. "If you will try to kill me, I guarantee you a 1 percent of success. Now who's first?" All of them took a step forward. "Well, this was a bit unexpected." They suddenly opened fire at her, nearly hitting her and Fox. She ran inside and took cover. "There's too many of them!" But then gunfire was heard. Heavy fire rang as voices shouted in pain. She poked her head out and the shock was too much to bear: Someone was firing at the mercenaries with a machine gun; all she could see were figures flying in pain. It was a whole army, and she questioned the identity of the person who was single-handedly firing.

But then, the mystery person stopped firing, and the area was surrounded by a brown mist caused by the dirt in the ground. Her eyes were dazed temporarily since some of the dust got into her eyes. As she struggled to clear her sight, Krystal saw momentarily the figure. And she was too shocked to believe who was the one wearing an ebony machine gun with ivory-colored lines at its sides in his arms. And she knew who it was perfectly.

"...I told you I was offended."

"You're just like an incorrigible child; you never listen to anyone!"

Well, I guess that's it for now; I hope you enjoyed this chapter. However, I actually had a writer's block on this one, but I thought this shocking turn of events up as I tried to continue it. Not that Falco was part of the plan, though (LOL). Well, thank you very much, please review, and see you on the next chapter!