And now the conclusion of Clash of the Titans Part 4/4, Chapter 28 of Tale of a Wolf!
Though the shots were silent in the vacuum of space, inside of the cocpits the two canines clearly heard the sound of their guns going off. Wolf hearing the deadly hiss of particles expanding at an outragious rate as they exited the barrel of his beam gun, Fox hearing the same sound except for with a light whirr to control the flow.
The space outside of the two was suddenly filled with light as the beams intersected each other, a small flicker of light becoming almost as bright as a star within seconds of the beams hitting one another. The explosion was imminent, but the time was not set. The fighters would have to take their 'finger' off the trigger before the guns melted, and whoever did it first would receive the heavy end of the blast and the end part of the laser.
Wolf lowered the visor on his helmet to make sure he could see through the blast to Fox's Arwing fighter, Fox doing the same, but the whole glass area of his cocpit dimmed so that Fox would be able to see. Both could see that, even in the cooling properties of the vacuum of space, both guns were becoming red hot.
Wolf finally decided to make his move, he suddenly kicked on the boosteres of his Wolfen fighter and launched vertically before heading horizontally at Fox, gun stopped for moments to let it cool before pressing the trigger down again and launching another wave of searing particles at Fox.
Fox was caught by surprise for seconds, his attention caught by the inferno like explosion that happened hundreds of meters in front of him before he looked around at the clear space. He then noticed the shadow of Wolf's fighter as it came towards him, giving him barely enough time to redirect his aim before his gun was shot out of his fighters hand and he was left with no weapon to defend himself with. He then caught Wolf's fighters gunning hand and made him drop it, the gun spinning and then floating in space after it bounced off the Sargasso Hideouts shield. The two were then left for a fist fight.
The fight was fast, at some points too quick for even camera lenses to not even catch a blur. The sparks and metal flew, pieces of Fox's and Wolf's fighters scattering about after loud crashes and slams. Finally, minutes into the fight Fox was pinned against the hull of his own ship, Wolf's fighters fist raised to slam down on the head area of Fox's fighter. He slowly lowered his arm after he had pinned him and scoffed, "Looks like I finally beat you pup, even with all your power, I beat you...looks like you won't be telling General Pepper or the Cornerian Army anything of us."
Fox looked away, his teeth bared as he was forced to accept the fact that...he had lost. He, the great Fox McCloud, beaten by a space pirate named Wolf O'Donnel. "You know we'll be back, we'll be forced to come here again and get you. By then, I'll be better, faster, and stronger then now."
"That's what I'm counting on pup. Now take your toy and get outta here. I've had enough of you for my month." Wolf said with a short growl as he turned and headed for the Sargasso hideout, his Wolfen fighter catching it's gun and putting it away before it turned back into Wolf's customary Wolfen and he flew in.
The Sargasso hideout was abuzz with the news of Wolf's comeback victory. So many of the people surprised by the news that at first they didn't accept it until Wolf came in, bloody but walking tall. He still had the demonic look about him, but after he got calmed he was back to his normal self. After getting treated in the infirmary he checked on Slice and Sear, who both congratulated him on his victory. Wolf, however, promised them both a dinner on him at a restaurant on Corneria, any one they wanted so long as he could go in disguise.
With a laugh the girls agreed to the terms, Sear about to be given some more sleeping medication so she could rest easier and recover.
As he got to the bridge again, he got an incoming message from Star Fox, which he took in his quarters.
Fox was on the screen, "Well Wolf, seems you're safe for the time being." He commented.
Wolf nodded, "As well as you."
"You do know I"m serious, the Cornerian army knows where you are, and where your hideout is. They won't stop until you join them or are in prison."
"I know. Do I detect a hint of worry in your voice Fox?"
"Of course not." Fox cleared his throat before continuing, "We're heading back to Corneria for repairs and report that we couldn't find you. Trust me, they won't stop searching for long...Fox out."
Wolf nodded to himself before heading to his chair and sitting in it, taking his bloodied flight jacket and pants off before heading into his bathroom and showering, then putting on some 'casuals' as he called them.
Heading into the kitchen, he was greeted by cheers of his underlings and partners. "Three cheerssss for Wolf!" Called Leon, the rest of the group doing just that.
Wolf, however, ignored them and watched the Great Fox leave, leaving him once more immersed in his thoughts...he would have to protect his crew, but he couldn't afford changing locations.
Shaking his head he once again leaned back and looked at the ceiling, "And once again...I'm on the wanted list."