-1Here it is! Chapter three of A New Place to Call Home and they are all doomed!
"Here is the choices Fox; either you say it."
"Or what, you evil reject?"
"Or I drop you in a realm of huge women that loves cats."
"Technically I am vulpine, therefore a dog."
"What do you think they will think if I think of sending you there Fox?"
"Wait what?"
"Think about it while you are saying it."
"Ok, he does not own anyone from the Star Fox games or DC universe."
It was a pleasant Monday on Corneria and it would be like that for the last week. Star Fox team was four days away from their home but they still got the news waves. It was hardest thing the team ever had to see. A newly wed couple was holding paws, leaning on one another, sadden by the visions that came up on the screen.
A hologram of the Prime Minister had appeared in the rec. room that would be every in Corneria and the rest of the planets. "My dear citizens, I have an announcement to make. I require all of your attention." His voice was smooth, but Fox thought he could hear some tremors of fear. "When I was elected, I had promised to protect you as my people, and Corneria as our planet and as our home. I am here today to say that sadly I am no longer able to uphold all of those promises."
He paused to gather himself. "I am sorry for I have to let all of you know of a meteor that approaches our fair planet and home. I had sent Star Fox to destroy the meteor, but due to my and my scientists alone shortcomings, they did not have the means to destroy it. Now it is too late to stop it. But I will not lose any of my people because of this disaster. Since the last Abross threat, the previous Prime Minister and I had plan a solution if the need to abandon our home. I had hope that it would never be needed. Sadly the time is now and thankfully we have the means to do so without the lost of life. However, it means your utmost cooperation for our evacuation is needed. We have six ships that will hold and carry our entire civilization. All of your needs will be taken care of and life will go on as normal as much as possible. All of our battle ships will be on guard for the ships that will carry you, the people of Lylat. That means all those in the military will have to spend time on the battleships during this time which means being away from your families in these dark times."
He stopped to catch his breath. "We will evacuate our large cities first, where the transports ships will then take us all to our friends in the Solana galaxy. We have preparations to support us once we get there. To lead us there, I will entrust Star Fox with this task," Again he paused.
Fox and the rest of his crew was freaking out about the last little information. They had no knowledge of this 'task'. "I know this is shocking news. I know you are angry and wish me gone. Once we are settled in the Solana galaxy, I will resign from this occupation and let someone who can properly see to your safety. I now know that I unable to do so and I apologize for my failures."
He had ended this hologram by going to his desk and pressing a button that sounded an alarm. And thus began the day one of the Last Week.
On the First day, the major cities were given two hours to return to their home and do any other things they thought they needed to. There were some people rioting to stay, but their efforts were quickly halt. After the two hours, the major cities were told they would begin the evacuation. Military and police officers had to force people to stay in their homes as too many were trying to board the ships at once. They were told they would be onboard, but they had to wait until all the hospitals were emptied first. Once all those in hospitals were on one of the six transport ships, the city blocks were being emptied. By the end of First Day, the major cites all almost emptied of the dwelling citizens.
By the Second Day's night, all of the major cities were ghost towns except for the homeless.
By the Third Day, all the small cites of Cornerai were emptied, barren of life.
On the Fourth Day, Star Fox had arrived to their doomed home. The station and planets that held part of their six billion people, was brought to the ships.
Fox was shocked by the size of the ships and realized what those damn taxes were for; six ships that dwarfed the Great Fox II; they had weak shields, and they weren't finished according to what the rumors said.
The Prime Minister and General Pepper, both with their bodyguards were to board. But the Prime Minister refused to come aboard until everyone was safe. It might sound noble, but Fox didn't believe it was for the people, but for himself. Fox and everyone else were required to find the last of people on their planet.
By the Fifth day, almost all of the stragglers, homeless and those who had hidden themselves so they could perish with their home were found. Fox was tired by the end of Fifth day, and he still hadn't gone home and gathered his belongings. None of them had.
It was the Sixth day. Fox was almost done his last circuit of his home. He drove around with speeds that reflected his emotions, scared and angry. He knew that no one, except the major criminals who were sentenced to death and his team, was still here. He pulled into his home. It only ticked him off more when he saw home covered with vandalism words and part of his home was trashed.
Falco and Slippy had both been hit, but his home was the worst. He was extremely lucky. He had only a few things at his home that really mattered and they were not stolen or broken like some of Falco's belongings that were torched beyond recognition. Still, he looked around for anything of value.
He turned up his whole home and was about to leave when he saw something he had missed. It was in a picture frame that was in a corner of his living room and the glass was shattered. It was a picture of him, his mom and his dad having a picnic. It was taken one day before his mom's death. He picked out the picture from the shattered glass. Stupidly, he had to say because he cut his left paw on it.
He let out a yelp of pain and looked around to where he could bandage his paw and somehow he managed to do the same to his right paw. After swearing and cursing at his own idiocy, he went to his curtains and after trying to tear some off for his paws, he pulled down the curtain poll on his head.
'What on Cornerai is happening', Fox had thought as he fell to the ground clutching his head in pain. At that point, he lost it. He sat there crying out of frustration. "What else I could I possibly fuck up, huh, what?!" He screamed at no one, but it felt good. "Damn this fucking work. I don't want this damn life anymore." He cried and screamed out of anger… and self realization. He didn't want to have the weight of people lives on him anymore. He didn't want to have to do things that could mean the end of civilization if he screwed up. Maybe when he got the Solana galaxy, he and Krystal could start up a new life. Maybe he…
"Fox, are you there?" He heard the voice of his wife.
"Yeah, what's the problem?" he asked, glad she couldn't see him or read his thoughts right now.
"We need to leave very soon. Did you find anyone?"
"No one. How about you?" He cleaned his paws and then warped them in the ripped curtains.
"Not a soul, Foxy."
"Fox, I see no one here either," said Falco, barging in again.
Fox and Krystal had tried to some romantic time alone but his team kept on barging in with their own problems. Fox was not going to miss that little routine when he was done.
Slippy and the damn bird kept on interrupting them when they tried to be alone. When they get married and they keep on bugging them like Krystal and Fox were only team-mates, something was going to have to change soon. "Not that anyone would want to see us right now…"
"Stop right now, Falco. I want everyone off now and on the Great Fox II, ASAP. If we missed some people, pick them up on the way. Do not waste time trying time looking around. We leave now."
"Righty-o, boss," Falco couldn't sound ticked or show sarcasm, but he could tell when he meant it.
"See you soon honey," Krystal said so innocently he felt good… only a little. He pocketed the picture in his wallet. He left his home and drove to his air-wing. Lucky for him he could take his hover-car with him. He made sure that it would not move around in the space ship and damage anything. He then jumped into his seat and set off to his ship.
He left his home for the last time. He left the planet he knew as his childhood-home for the last time. He soon reached the Great Fox II at last. He saw both the Prime Minister and General Pepper waiting for him along with his crew and his wife.
"Let's go," with that, all of the space ships around the doomed world began to move, with the Great Fox II in the front. But they stayed to see it on the Seventh Day. On that day, the Seventh Day, it happened.
The meteor struck their home with such force the planet was knocked of orbital alignment. The meteor broke off and its pieces began to strike down all the planets. Not one was spared, but then the meteor was too small and that meant it was over.
Their planet might be salvageable. But they were wrong. Their planet was head towards another one and slingshot towards the others, picking up speed. Then the worst truly happened. Their planet was moving so fast and the location it was heading could not be worse. For it was the sun.
The bright orb was struck by the planet but the planet bounced off the sun and it headed back to its original place. All the planets were. But all of planets were dead. But theirs was truly devastating. It was now a burning planet, with lakes of lava and no atmosphere. It was truly an uninhabitable world. By looks of it was never habited. Their home was gone. It took the whole Seventh Day for their planet to die.
Everyone on the Great Fox II looked to the captain, waiting for his words. "Let's go."
That's it. I'm done this chapter. If you want to know more that is going to happen, read more next time, same fanfic website, same fanfic story.
PS this chapter is done differently. If you like it please notify me so I can make the correct changes.