Moore Residence
USA / Earth / Sol system
0413 Hours
Krystal began to come around, the blue furred vixen moaning slightly as her nose and ears started to twitch, alert for any signs of danger. Immediately the room smelled foreign, alien, she didn't know where she was, and didn't smell Fox's or anyone else's sent that she recognized. Slowly bringing her hand up to her face, Krystal began to massage the top of her muzzle trying to remember what had happened before she was knocked out. She remembered waking up in the morning and spending most of it in her room meditating, remembering her lost home and the hardships that were the Aparoids. Then they took off to protect the warp gate. . .
The Warp Gate! Krystal threw herself into a sitting position the moment she remembered the debris that hit her ship and made her strike her head on the control panel. Managing to keep her breath relatively calm she looked around the room she had recovered in. She had been laying on a single bunk built into the wall, with what looked like selves above that, Around her was what looked like a closet, a few packed bookshelves, and a desk and chair. Krystal let out a sigh of relief when she realized that her staff was simply laying on the chair in plain sight, at least she wasn't defenceless against whoever brought her here, not that anything she knew of suggested he or she meant i'll towards her, Standing up Krystal first ran a hand along her tail's length, since she had Bed Fur again for sleeping on it.
That was when she noticed the white bandage tied around her arm, further suggesting that whoever brought her here was non hostile. Deciding to leave the bandage be she picked up her staff and gave it a little spin to make sure it was still working fine. Satisfied she opened the door slowly and peeked out into the next room, one that looked like a library mixed with a media hub.
And it was full of aircraft, or at least models of them. Small die cast models of primitive aerodynamic fighter craft hung about the room via wires, somewhere in formation, others were posed in combat. That's when she began to notice some of the unusual decorations on a nearby shelf, an instrument from a cockpit's dashboard, a few odds and ends, and a display case showing some medals and a folded flag. Above the display case she saw a picture hanging in a frame, showing what looked like an almost hairless ape leaning against the fuselage of one of the aircraft, displaying seven cross like symbols painted under the open cockpit.
"That's my grandfather: Albert James Moore and his Mustang the Firemane just a few days before Germany surrendered in World War Two." A voice described causing Krystal to spin in place in surprise.
"It's good to see that you're still alive Krystal, and before you ask: No, this is not the Lylat System. It's Earth." The stranger continued with a respectful nod, "My name is Kyle Moore, I pulled you out of your Arwing before it sunk."
"Thank you, But what are you?" Krystal asked politely as she could.
"Most people would call me a nerd, but I think the answer you're looking for is a Human." Kyle joked somewhat with his answer. "I guess the closest thing you've seen to me are Andross and other apes. Some humans believe that we are descended from an ape like creature but I don't give them much credit. They say anything if it makes them famous and rich."
Krystal smiled a bit, the humor really helped ease the otherwise tense first contact. But her Telepathy warned her, that it wasn't the first contact for him.
"How do you know about me? And the Lylat System?" Krystal pressed, and immediately she could sense why he had withheld that information, not to deceive her, but because he didn't know how to tell her.
"Humans are many things, and one of them is imaginative. We like to create stories to share with each other, to craft new adventures and legends to inspire ourselves. One of the most effective methods of Storytelling are video games." Kyle began to explain as he walked over to a couch and motioned Krystal to join him. "Make up your own theory how, but the Studio Nintendo, who makes game consoles and the games for them, made a game series called Star Fox, that revolved around the main character Fox McCloud. So by all Logic I understand you shouldn't exist."
The human tried to be as blunt as he could as he handed Krystal the cases for three of the games in question to look at. Star Fox 64 (3DS remake) Star Fox Adventures, and Star Fox Assault.
"Hm, perhaps the humans at Nintendo have a subconscious Telepathic Link with the Lylat System's dimension. What they believed was their creation might have been a sort of ambient vision of Lylat and Fox." Krystal theorised. "How many did Nintendo make?"
"Well, they made the original Star Fox back when Video Games where just getting started. Despite the hardware limitations of the time it was a big hit. Afterwards they announced that they were making a sequel simply called Star Fox 2, but the project was scrapped before it was complete." Kyle explained counting on his fingers, "Then Nintendo released the Nintendo 64 gaming system which was a massive improvement in hardware. So the remade the original game with the updated graphics and software and released it under the name Star Fox 64. In that one it shows Fox's adventure from Corneria to Venom in the Lylat War, including the initial death of Andross. 64 sold a lot, people loved it."
"Fast forward to the Gamecube era, Star Fox as a series had been put on Nintendo's back shelf so to speak, in favor of the Mario series. A different Game developer called Rare had been trying to create a new game called Dinosaur Planet, but were struggling due to financial issues. One day a guy from Nintendo was over at Rare for business and saw the failing project. The playable characters for Dinosaur Planet at the time were two anthro foxes that were brother and sister. When the gut from Nintendo saw the brother he commented he shared a resemblance with Fox, so Rare agreed to turn the unfinished project into a Star Fox Game if Nintendo would pick up the bill. A Few months later Star Fox Adventures hit the shelves, and it didn't do too well with fans." Kyle admitted.
"Why?" Krystal asked.
"Well, the game was playable, but it wasn't a polished product. A lot of content and detail was missing and there was still a lot of the old "Dinosaur Planet" things that should have been taken out still. It was a very poorly built game. Story was good, but the gameplay and the rest of the game could have been a lot better." Kyle explained, "That and the fans wanted more Arwing blowing up enemy fleets and Giant floating monkey heads, not Fox fighting a bunch of Dinos. Star Fox Assault fixed that though."
"Star Fox Assault is the last game Chronologically," Kyle explained, "It was the long anticipated return of the high flying, barrel-rolling, laser blasting Arwing action fans had been waiting for. Granted they moaned about the ground missions, even though I found them quite enjoyable. In the End though, everyone agreed that Star Fox Assault is the best of the series.
"Nintendo did try to make another one, called Star Fox Command, but if the fans were angry about Adventures, they were downright ticked off at what Command was going to be. Everything that could go wrong did in Command and the fans hated it before it was even finished. So Nintendo quickly dropped the project in an attempt to please the fans." Kyle started to finish up, "Since then whenever Nintendo releases a new console they release a remake of Star Fox 64, like the 3ds Remake I have, and Star Fox Zero, a retelling of 64's story with some elements from the canceled Star Fox 2 thrown in for effect."
Krystal nodded her head in acknowledgement, thinking about all that she had just learned.
"May I try them?" Krystal hesitantly asked, "I'm just curious how accurate they are to the actual events."
"Yeah, let me get my 3ds out and running for you," Kyle agreed, "I bet some of the gameplay mechanics are inaccurate, so I doubt it's a perfect reenactment. Just do me a favor and keep the volume low please? I think I'm gonna go sleep for a few hours, now that you're fine and I don't need to watch you anymore."
"Alright, and Kyle?" Krystal asked, "Thank you for coming to my aid when I needed it."
"It's like what my Grandpa Albert said: No greater prize, than saving lives." Kyle responded, "Good night Krystal, even though technically it's morning. . ."
