As the rules of the Villa dictated, fighters could bring up to 5 guests to accompany them during the event - and so Wolf brought his pack along with him.
After readying his signature blaster, his reflector and ensuring that his eyepatch remained sturdy, he lead his group to Star Wolf's teleportation pad.
"Remember. When we get there, we-"
"Intimidate the rest of them." Panther sighed. "Wolf, you've been through this with us 8 times already."
"We could just join Grandpa Ganon's group. They're the epitome of eeeevill..." Leon cackled maniacally and gazed into the distance wistfully.
Wolf scoffed at the suggestion. "I hate the titles they give themselves. The 'King' of evil. The 'King' of the Koopas. They're meaningless in a fight. Rank class, they don't mean jack."
Panther readied the teleportation device.
"On your cue, Wolf. This should take us to the coordinates of the Villa."
Wolf smirked. "Let's show them a real introduction."
At the Villa, the so-called "Evil group" consisting of Ganondorf, Bowser, Wario and their newest inductee, Ridley, were silent by the Villa's bar – vigilantly eyeing the rest of the fighters to ensure none of them paid the group any disrespect. Not that any of them would, considering the size of Ridley. The last fighter to somewhat insult the group was Megaman, he's currently in intensive care after Ridley's attack.
The warp pad activated, and Star Wolf immediately found themselves by the entrance of the Villa, surrounded by the rest of the groups who were awaiting the new arrivals. Silently, the trio slunk past the groups to check it at the reception – but still attracted a lot of attention.
Bowser beckoned for Wolf to come over and join his group, but Wolf simply scoffed at the offer and ignored him. Infuriated at this act, Bowser arose from his seat, ready to fight him, but Ganondorf stopped him.
You see, few were aware of what Wolf O'Donnell was capable of – as he was not involved in the Subspace incident and was not present in the previous tournament. Regardless, the fighters had progressively learned to respect the ability of Fox McCloud; so a presumed equal of his arriving into the tournament would receive a similar amount of respect.
However, not too far from the group, the small Star Fox crew sat in a clique somewhat distant from the other groups, such as the swordsmen. Fox and Krystal were conversing for quite a while - at some point, Krystal placed her hand on Fox's. Falco, to avoid awkwardness, was suddenly interested in fixing the screws on his leg prosthetics. Krystal leaned in forward, and Fox did the same. Before their faces could make contact, however, a familiar voice cut them off.
"Can't let you do that, Star Fox." Star Wolf emerged from the shadows.
Fox eyed the rag-tag trio up and down.
"Ugh, Star Wolf."
