As he neared, Fox heard a voice he could understand. Finally, someone he may be able to communicate with! However, as he grew closer still, his fur stood on end. He recognized the voice. He'd recognize that voice anywhere.
Quietly, he ducked behind some bushes and peaked out through its multicolored leaves. Just as he suspected; there was Wolf, treating his ship like a punching bag. What the hell was he doing here?
Fox, trying to remain unnoticed, slowly moved back. Unfortunately, his tail had gotten intertwined with a twig. The twig snapped, and his hidden cover was blown.
"What was that?" Wolf yelled, obviously frustrated. "Show yourself!"
Ah, shit, Fox thought. He's on a wild rampage. I'm supposed to be dead. Well, he'll make sure that happens...well, I won't go without a fight. Slowly. Fox stood.
Wolf is speechless for a second, then his face twists into an angry scowl. "You! You were supposed to die!" He stalks closer to Fox. "Well, you've chosen to deal with me on the wrong day."
Fox had almost no chance to think, as Wolf swept his arm towards him, claws and fangs bared. Instinctively, Fox ducked out of the way, then grabbed onto a nearby branch and swung himself over. His sudden momentum landed him behind Wolf. The two turned and faced each other.
Wolf made a clicking noise with his tongue. "Well, Fox, looks like it's just you and me. And you know what I've always told you..." His eyes blazed, and his next words almost sounded more like a roar, "I'd be the one who'll take you down."
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Falco, Slippy, and Krystal solemnly returned to the Great Fox II. Without their leader, they grew numb with sadness. However, they knew one thing – Fox's one goal in life was to keep their world at peace. As a final wish, they swore to him that they would carry on what he started.
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Fox was in no mood or condition to fight. Not yet. He knew Wolf was stronger than he was, his attacks were quick, and that he appeared to have taken no damage from crashes. However, if there was one thing Fox knew about Wolf, it was that the more he evaded, the angrier the lupine got.
Remembering this, Fox swerved, ducked, and flipped away from every single hit Wolf tried to get on him. The frustrated wolf started growing clumsier with his attacks, growing tired from using so much energy. Realizing he was slowing, Wolf stopped a moment. Fox hadn't even tried to hit him.
"C'mon, pup, you gotta do something. You're ruining it!" He roared at the vulpine, who now was in a tree, thinking. He had come to a decision, but wanted Wolf a little bruised first.
Silently, Fox stood on the branch, looking down at Wolf. He was going to have a little fun. "Fine, then," he finally said. "Come and get me."
Wolf knew Fox would probably try to get away, so he tried a new tactic. He grabbed a stick of the ground and swatted at the fox's legs, trying to trip him. Instead, Fox jumped into the air, flipped, and landed behind Wolf. As the wolf turned around, Fox surprised him by punching him in the face. A surprised Wolf fell back, and Fox continued pummeling him. After a barrage and punches and kicks, as promised, Wolf was covered in black and blue.
"Since that's over..." Fox grabbed Wolf's collar. "You gotta listen to me."
Wolf growled in his face, "Bite me." He then broke free of Fox's grasp and slammed into him with his side, sending the fox flying. Landing hard, the fox stood, and Wolf dashed forward to continue. However, Fox caught him with a knee into Wolf's gut. The lupine gasped, caught off-guard, and Fox tripped him. Then, Fox jumped on Wolf and pinned down his arms. Wolf tried to break free, but Fox had wrapped his tail around Wolf's legs, leaving him stuck.
"Look, Wolf, if you and I wanna even survive here, we gotta stop fighting and work together." Fox tried to compromise with the stubborn wolf.
Wolf spit in Fox's face in response. "Why the hell would I wanna work with-"
Suddenly, Wolf was cut off by a rush of pain. Fox took his claws out, which he rarely ever did, and was digging into Wolf's skin. As Wolf wriggled in pain, Fox leaned towards him. The purple in Wolf's eyes were lined up with Fox's green ones. "Don't," the vulpine said in a fierce whisper, digging his claws deeper and causing Wolf to cry in a higher pitch, "try me."
Wolf glared back, but didn't respond. He wanted Fox off him, for he was starting to lose feeling in his arms. "Why don't you ever use those?" he finally asked.
Fox's simple response was, "They make things messy."
With that, Fox took his claws out of Wolf's arms, but didn't put them away. Just in case. "Now, can I trust you?"
Wolf thought a moment, about his pros and cons. I could just have him help me survive, he finally decided, then leave on my own. "Fine, Fox." He glared deep into the vulpine's eyes. "But remember one thing: watch your back, you never know I may do..."
"Fine, Wolf. As long as you remember one thing for me as well." Fox dug his claws lightly into Wolf's wrists. "Don't underestimate me."
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Yeah, I was feeling way violent when I hit the fight scene. Also, I'm tired, so I'll probably redo this one when I'm...you know, awake. Peace.