Sorry I haven't been on in a year. My computer crashed, and when my sister got a laptop, I never got a chance on it, but now I do, so I'm going to continue this story, whether people like it or not.
Enjoy.
Chapter 2
It's been several years since Fox has seen Kat Monroe. Over the years he has been accustomed to her company. True – They used to be lovers, but after they overthrew Andross, the team began to drift apart, and when they drifted apart, so did they, and as they drifted apart, Kat became more sick and twisted. Now, she formed her own colony for the sole purpose to conquer all galaxies, and she very much wanted Fox to join her. To put it simply, she's a mini Hitler.
Now that they are meeting for the first time in many years, he remembered why they grew so distant.
"It's been so long." Kat said, breaking the awkward silence between them.
Almost instantly Fox replied, "Not long enough." It seemed he was talking through clenched teeth, so his response almost came out as a hiss. He noticed her, very condescendingly, fold her arms and scanned the room, noticing her 'friend', Falco, on the ground with a bone protruding out of his skin. She winced at the very sight.
"I… see you haven't lost your spark. You'd still make a great part of my team." Kat said, grinning. Fox just snarled as a response.
Minutes passed. Fox was still standing, hand near his gun, and Kat was looking as if she was waiting for something. Suddenly, she grinned, even broader than before. "Well, Foxxie," she said, smirking, "since you won't join me volunteeringly, I'll just have to force you." As she said this, she gestured with both of her arms outward, and fleets of ships barricaded into the garage. Fox mentally cursed himself for not shutting the garage door.
Tens of hundreds of pilots clambered out of their cockpits, and Fox could see their guns, either slung around their shoulder or at their hip. I need to act fast, he though, and looked at Kat, who look a bit pleased with herself. Fury tugged on the inside, and so he instinctively grabbed her arm, spun her around so that he had one hand holding bother of her wrists and the other hand holding the gun, which was now pressing roughly at her temple. Kat gave a yelp of surprise, and twisted and struggled to get free.
"Nobody fucking move or I'll blow her brains out!" Fox yelled suddenly, his grip tightening on her wrists. After she stopped struggling, he heard her growl. Or was it a growl? No, it wasn't a growl, but a purr.
"Very smart, very smart indeed. And that is the reason on why'd you make a great addition to my—"
"Shut up!" Fox interrupted, pressing the gun harder on her soft flesh. "Now, if any of you want to see her alive, you'll leave. I'll give her back, along with this—" he shot the ground on which Falco was laying—"if you all leave and give me my ship back." Common sense went out the window. Fury and rage billowed inside of him, the want of his ship and his desire to be alone overthrew all emotions. There was a hard look in his eye as he looked at all of the pilots that landed on his ship.
Kat thought for a moment and smiled. "That's all you want? This crappy ship?" She laughed. "You're not a very good negotiator, are you?" Fox looked at her, confused.
"This is what I came with, this is what I want to leave with." He replied simply, and watched all of the pilots fly out of his garage. After they all left, he closed and locked the garage door.
"Why don't you just kidnap me? I'll be, like, a hostage, or whatever." Kat grinned.
"Why would I want you on my ship?" he growled, pushing her away roughly, making her stumble.
"Because I'm sexy, the head of a huge colony, and it looks like you need company." Kat replied, putting her hands on her hips, and cocking her head at him. Fox was at a loss for words, but Kat continued. "Plus, how are you supposed to get me and Flaco back to them? Hm?"
Fox thought long and hard about the situation. Meanwhile, Kat was circling him, glancing a few times at Falco, who was almost forgottin, as he was a small heap on the floor, leaning against the wall with part of his shirt tied around his arm. "Fine." Fox growled. "You guys can stay. But I swear to God, if you so much as contact anybody, touch anything, do anything to this ship, I will shoot you." His tone was dead serious.
The avian chuckled. "Whatever, just get me to the Hospital Wing, my arm hurts like hell."
"Fine." The vulpine answered. "But after, you'll both be locked up in the guest rooms. R.O.B. will make sure of that.
"Roger." R.O.B. replied instantly in his robotic voice.
I have a bad feeling about this..
End chapter.
Well, there you have it. Chapter two. It was kind of rushed, but I'll try and fix a few of the errors I have and tweak it to make it better. Anyway, I'm back, so please review, flames and all.
