Disclaimer: Slice and Sear are mine, Wolf and the rest are Nintendo's. The transformation of Wolf...was a spur of the moment idea, probably mine.
Part XVIII: A Wolfs Anger
Wolf punched up the com, "SEAR, SEAR COME IN!" He listened to static, looking at the nametag that was faintly visible on his screen before something came through...
"Wolf...? Is that you...?" Came the faint response, visuals not working from the source of the message. Not that he needed the visual to know she was messed up.
"Oh thank God, Sear, just hold on a second and I'll get you..."
"Ah...Wolf, you big softie..." The response was cut by a cough and the sound of the emergency oxygen mask being taken from it's compartment, "My ship's not gonna make it back, I've got no wings, one shot and I'm toast..."
"Just hold on a second, I'll extend my shield and use the tractor beam to get you in...I told you not to save me you idiot." Sighed Wolf as the blast finally faded, what met his eye, though, frightened him, and he wasn't frightened easily.
Sears ship had been blown into five seperate parts, not counting the wings. The only thing keeping Sear from the vacuum of space was the miraculous survival of the cocpit and O2 generator, if he messed up, the cocpit's already fragile glass would shatter and Sear would have only seconds before she was would die, if he didn't work fast enough, the O2 generator might give out.
Taking Star Fox's distraction as a chance, Wolf crept his damaged Wolfen over to Sear's cocpit and looked inside. Sear had gotten a laceration on her forehead which was bleeding, and it looked like she had a few broken bones. "Just hold on Sear..." he said smoothly, extending the tractor beam gently as he took Sear's cocpit into it, then eased it towards the oxygen sheild of the Sargasso base.
Suddenly, he was jolted as a laser knocked the last of his shielding out, making him growl in contempt, "DAMMIT, GIVE ME A SECOND!". He checked Sears cocpit, the glass further cracked but in tact. He gave it a shove with the tractor and it floated into the base, landing roughly on the landing pad as he turned his own ship around, fire in his eye. "You'll pay for that Fox, Slippy, and Krystal, yes you will."
Suddenly, what Fox saw was something that bordered demonic possesstion. Wolf's Wolfen suddenly glowed in a fiery aura before forming into a wolf like 'gundam', the inside of the ship that showed when Wolf next talked was horrifying.
Wolf had taken on features not of this world, his fur sticking on end, his hair the color of Hell's fire, and his outfit the color of black night. Even Wolf's team scattered in surprise, beknownst that there was no 'fighter' mode on a Wolfen.
"Bring it on!" Wolf cried, shooting towards Fox as Fox gasped in horror and surprise, the 'gun' that the Wolf like ship glowing as a charge bordering the bombs energy was in the barrel.