DM908: Hi guys! Guess what?

Falco, Marcus, and Slippy: What?

DM9098: I decided to invite the "twisted figure", or the TF in the disclaimer, to come over!

Falco, Marcus, and Slippy: WHAT!? YOU INVITED THE ENEMY TO THE DISCALIMER!?

DM908: Yeah, is that a problem?

TF: I don't think so; do you three have anything to say about it?

Falco and Slippy: (With a hypnotized look on their faces) No we don't, twisted figure.

Marcus: (Looks at Falco and Slippy) What did you do to them? And how come I'm not affected?

TF: Well, I'll just say you have something that's vital to the ending to the ending of this fanfiction.

Marcus: Okay, but will you step out of those dark corners? You're making me suspicious.

TF: You should be, but I'll do it for your sake. (Steps out of the dark corner)

Falco, Marcus, and Slippy: What the!? You're…

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Chapter Four: Invasion of the Orbital Gate

Marcus went over to ROB who was scanning the Lylat system for damage percentages. "So ROB, which planet has the most damage reports?"

The robot did a quick check and reported, "Scans show that the planet that has the most damage reports is…Corneria. 45 of enemy forces found"

"Typical," Marcus grumbled, going over where the other members were waiting. "ROB, contact the Orbital Gate. We're going back home, guys."

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At Venom in Andross's castle, the twisted figure was still in its throne. A servant stepped up to it. Bowing down, he said, "Sir, the Star Fox team is headed towards Corneria, just as you planned, but they're taking the Orbital Gate and will get there much quicker than anticipated. If they succeed in taking out our forces there, our army will be reduced 45 in size!"

The figure smiled. "I planned this all out, commander. I have sent my forces to the Orbital Gate to keep them busy. I have also set a bomb in one of them so when they shoot the squadron, it will explode and destroy the gate temperately. They will have to travel to Corneria by ship, and forces will be there to intercept them. When they finally get to Corneria, our secret weapon will be complete."

The commander started to walk away, but then stopped himself and asked, "When will we prepare the prisoner, sir?"

"Now, commander. Bring him up here."

The commander brought in the prisoner a few minutes later. Throwing him on to the ground, he asked, "Will you do it sir, or should we?"

The figure on the throne ushered him closer. Whispering in his ear, he said, "Listen, this is very secret. I will prepare the prisoner, but you and your elite officers must prepare the setting for the mutation. Use the rotational adjuster to keep it forever night. If even one nanosecond of daylight appears, the mutation will be broken. And you know what that means for your life, right?"

The commander gulped. "Y-yes sir."

"Good. Leave me alone and send Venom into forever darkness. I will tell you when it's okay to set the rotation back to normal."

"Yes sir," the commander said, rushing out of the room.

The figure stepped over to the prisoner, who struggled to move and mustered out some words. "You won't get away with this…my son…"

The figured kicked him hard. "Quiet! Even your son can't defeat the might of the two greatest enemies of the Lylat system working together. Especially with what I plan to use your body for." Forming a shell around the prisoner and infecting it so it looked like a giant organ, it said, "Good night…forever."

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"Finally! We made to the Orbital Gate!" Marcus said, heading his Arwing to the warp. "Slippy, why has the gate moved from Corneria's orbit again?"

"They did it so it would be less hassle for us," Slippy said, contacting the officers on the ship. "The officers say that all of the systems are online; they're prepare for the warp right now."

Then Marcus saw a large force of enemies headed towards the gate on his radar. "Guys, do you see the enemy force closing in?"

"Nope."

"Sorry."

"Not one!"

"Negative. Radar scans show nothing."

They why mine? Marcus asked himself, looking at the radar. "Guys, then just shoot to the surrounding area of the gate!"

Somebody shot a nova bomb, and an explosion appeared, destroying a few of the squadrons.

Krystal gasped. "I feel them now! It's the squadrons from the Venom ambush!"

The others all said, "What!?" at the exact same time.

Marcus asked, "T-that means that Venom is launching another attack into the Lylat system?"

His mom looked grave. "I'm afraid so."

Marcus then took control of the situation. "Team, Krystal and I will shoot down the undetectable squadrons. Falco and Slippy, I saw that the missiles are visible, so you take out those." Everyone moved into position.

."Ready Star Fox?" Marcus asked, looking more like his dad every second. "Let's move!"

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The twisted figure stepped off of his throne and over to the organ. Touching it, it said, "Are you still in there?" There was a weak moan in reply. The figure in the organism looked like a wolf and a dragon hybrid.

"Don't worry, the mutation will be over in one week. Then the pain will be gone and your body will be ready for my uses." Then the figure outside the organism sat down while touching the "egg". "But first I must prepare your mind too for the mutation. In order to do that, I must take control of it" Then it disappeared and the figure in the egg let out a silent scream, pouring all of its pain and misery into it like the-beginning-of-war cry.

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Marcus wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead. It was just as hard as Falco described to destroy even one of them. They could barely be seen and their shots took away a good chunk of the ship's shields. This was worse because Krystal and he had to destroy anyone that came their way because Krystal and his job were to protect Falco and Slippy from being destroyed while they destroyed the missiles.

Pulling the trigger and doing a quick barrel roll to avoid being destroyed, his mind still pondered how his radar detected the squadrons but the others didn't. Marcus came up with two possibilities: either Slippy upgraded his Arwing but the others didn't or he was at an unprotected radar-jamming area. There was a third idea that he kept on pushing away; that his vision affected his telepathy powers and was able to affect his radar. But that was near impossible he thought, swerving to avoid being hit by the squadrons and shooting a charged shot and locking on. Then, when he let go of the trigger and it hit, time seemed to slow down.

All of a (slow) sudden, the shop started to explode with such force that the Arwings' G-Diffusers started to overload. The Orbital Gate's shields were failing, and at some places the oxy-metal was peeling away. Meteors, scraps, and squadrons alike were blown away as the explosion destroyed the Orbital Gate.

When the smoke cleared, everyone gasped. The Orbital Gate was destroyed, molecule-by-molecule.

After everyone digested the information, Falco broke the silence. "What the hell happened? I was blasting away at a missile, and all of a sudden the plkace goes ka-boom!"

Marcus mustered up the courage to say, "There was probably a bomb planted in one of the squadrons. I shot it which set it off and the bomb must have destroyed the entire gate."

Heading back towards the Great Fox, Marcus wearily said, "Guys, I hate to break it to you, but we're gonna have to get to Corneria by the Great Fox. That'll take at least five days."

Falco then noticed something. "Uh, where did the squadrons go?"

The rest of the team looked around and saw nothing. Marcus realized what happened. "They all retreated! They must of came here just to destroy the Orbital Gate! But why would they do it?" He left to let everyone ponder this question.

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The commander came back. Bowing to the egg, he said, "Sir, the mission was a success. They're going to Corneria by the Great Fox."

The figure opened its eyes. The twisted figure's voice came out of its mouth. "Good. Tell the troops to go to intercept their path for two days. By then, I'll be in complete control of this body."

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Marcus: What!? You're making us go over to Corneria in the Great Fox!? Do you know how much that place stinks?

DM908: Yes I know. I should because I designed it pretty much.

Marcus: Will I have another vision soon, dragonmilk908?

DM908: Yes, you'll have a vision in the next chapter.

Falco and Slippy: (Still have a hypnotized look in their eyes) The twisted figure's plan is…

TF: (Comes out and covers their mouths) Shut it! Become normal!

Falco and Slippy: (Snaps out of being hypnotized) Huh? What were we doing up to now?

Marcus and DM908: Just about to tell us the TF's plan. It's a sacred rule that any spoilers not be mentioned inside the fanfiction.

Marcus: So, are you excited about the next two chapters?

DM908: Yup! In chapter six, the secret weapon will be revealed.

Marcus: And we never got to finish our sentence in the beginning. Falco, Slippy, hit it!

Falco, Marcus, and Slippy: What the!? You're…

DM908: (Punches all three of them in the face hard) NOBODY SAYS ANY SPOILERS IN THE FANFICTION!!!!! IT'S AN ENFORCED RULE!!!

TF: I also can't wait until chapter six! That's when the mutated…

DM908: (Knocks out TF) YOU TOO!!!!!!