~~3 Weeks Later~~

I was in the bridge, watching the radar. I couldn't sleep, as I had a certain fennec fox on my mind. She was alluring. I wanted to say something, but: 1) I didn't want to overstep any bounds and 2) I just couldn't muster the courage. The past three weeks have been great. I joined Star Fox, I was in the process of showing Falco how to use my weapons, and I was slated for hand-to-hand training with Krystal soon. I asked Fox if she could wear something that didn't look like swimwear. I was uncomfortable around her, to say the least. Then to be physical? Uhhh no thanks.

Fox allowed me to take my F-250 and everything in my house that wasn't furniture. I asked Slip if he could replicate the ammunition I had, and he said he would give it a try. I had enough concentrated Diesel gel to last me for a very long time. I lent Slippy my DIY mechanic book so he could get familiar with how the truck worked. He really loved fixing things. I was brought from my thoughts by a blip on the radar. I called Fox.

Beep – "Yawn Sup Dave?" He said as he answered.

"4 bogies incoming. ROB, zoom in and ID, please."

…scanning…ID withheld…

"Great. Fox, is the color scheme of red and silver significant?"

He cursed. "It's Star Wolf. They're going to land in the bay. I'll call the team to respond. You stay out of this, bud. It could get dangerous."

"I take it they're enemies?"

"Yeah, only on the most wanted list in Corneria."

"Aha. Hey Fox. Let me show you what I was trained to do as a ranger. Close and lock the hangar's blast doors when they land, and cut the lights. I'll handle it from there."

"But-"

"Remember when I flipped Falco when he pretended to be gay?"

"I-Ok. I don't know why, but I've got this gut feeling, David that you'll be alright. We need them…preferably alive, but dead or alive. The biggest one has a deflector. It will shoot any projectile back at you. Be careful."

"Thanks, Fox. I'll radio when all is clear." I closed my comm.

I looked at the location of the incoming ships. ETA 10 minutes, perfect. I grabbed 6 grenades (2 smoke, 2 CS, two WP) from the arms room, my 9mm w/silencer, combat knife, dragonskin, helmet with NVG and Land Warrior sights, gas mask, zip ties and several hand towels from the kitchen.

I went to the bay, closed the inside door and waited. They came in, supposedly unnoticed. I made sure to stay hidden behind some barrels. No sooner had they landed then the doors closed behind them and the lights were out. I opened up a smoke grenade and let it loose. I activated my heat vision and saw them get out.

"Ok, ok, let's get this over with."

"Hey, what's with that smoke?"

"I don't smell nutin. Must be a decoy."

"Yeah. Stupid…wait…I can't see!"

"You're a panther! You can't see in the dark?"

"I can't see past the smoke!"

"Whatev-ah! No! NOOO!, Plea-mpppf." Zip. Zip. I pulled the Chameleon away, bound and gagged him.

"Leon? Leon?!"

"Huh? Mph! MHHMM! MHHMMMM!" screeeeeech. The cat was next, her claws scraping the floor. Zip. Zip.

"Cat! Man…Pigma, Panther, back to back!"

Two down. I donned my mask, popped the CS grenade and set it next to the huddled group.

"What's tha-cough-cough-man! Ack!" The one on the left fell down away from the group. "No-ackckckck-" squeeaaaaaaaak. Panther. Zip. Zip.

Three down. The remaining two were holding their breath. I hit the pig from the side, causing him to exhale and inhale automatically. "Cough-ack-cough-show-cough-yours-NO!-ackckckck-" Zip. Zip.

One left. Holding his breath for a while now. I saw a dark spot on his belt through my heat NVG. That must be his device. Shing. Out comes the knife. I saw him turn towards the sound and charge. Too easy. I tripped him and he fell with an "Ooof! Cough-ack-cough-no-cough-fair-Ooof! I landed on his back with my knees. Zip. Brought his leg up pig-tie style, just as with the others. He was struggling.

"If you want to live, stop right now."

"Cough-curse-cough-Ah!" A good two to the face with the butt of my pistol shut him up then I got his leg up after I cut it. "Ah-Cough-ahhh!-you-cough," Zip, "litt-cough."

"Fox, this is David. You can open the doors and clear the air. All five are detained.

"Good job bud. We're all here at the inside door to the bay."

"The coughing smoke is still strong. Wait for my signal."

"Roger."

~~Fox's POV~~

I couldn't see anything on the screen after the bay went dark. I then heard terrified screams, followed by coughing, then Wolf getting what he deserved. Once David cleared the bay for entrance, I was shocked. All 5 of Star Wolf laid in the corner, hands behind their backs and one leg tied to the hands. Falco whistled. David handed me a belt with…Wolf's deflector. I smiled. "Good job, Dave." He nodded quickly without changing his demeanor and returned to guarding the prisoners. This guy was a trained assassin. I'm glad he's on our team. Wolf tried saying something; I couldn't quite make it out because of his gag. "What was that, Wolfy?" I started laughing, followed by my teammates. David cracked a smile and chuckled.

We arrived at Corneria within a few hours, our prisoners now detained properly in the brig. "David, I need you on the bridge. I'm going to introduce you to General Pepper."

"Roger. On the way."

"ROB, bring up transmission to Pepper."

Affirmative.

A few seconds later I saw the screen populate with Pepper's face. "Fox! We were worried sick about you, old friend!"

"I'll explain later. We have a new member on the team."

"Really? Who would that be?"

"He rescued me on his home planet. He's proved himself to be a valuable ally." As I spoke, the bridge door opened and David walked in. He stopped and saluted sharply when he saw the general on screen. "General Pepper, this is Sergeant David Warring, of the planet Earth."