Okay, so this story may be in a mad rush because I JUST had an idea for it and may get it out too quickly. If it's really bad let me know and I'll rewrite it. Enjoy!
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Footsteps echoed through the halls of the ship. A black figure in a flight suit sat down on a couch in the main room. He took a long look around the spacecraft. In two days, he and his chamelion wing-mate were packing their things and leaving.
"So sad it all had to go down like this," the ebony feline spoke to his friend, Leon.
"Yes," the other replied in a raspy voice, "but we can't do anything about it, Panther. Wolf is gone, and without him there can be no Starwolf."
A beep broke through the immediate silence that followed. "Transmittion request from the Great Fox," a robotic voice stated. Leon and Panther looked at each other, wondering if they should allow their one-time rivals on the communication channel. But, now that they were no longer Starwolf, their rivalry must have disbanded. Panther clicked the "accept" button on the control panel to his right. An image of a blue avian, a cerulian vixen, and a lime amphibian faced them.
"Uh, hey guys..." the bird stated.
"Do you need something? We have to go pack." Leon cut in coldly. Panther looked at him with a glance.
"What he means is, do you need any assistance? Don't mind him, he's terrible with manners." Leon glared at him, and Panther smirked back.
"Look, do you guys have any track of Wolf? We can't find Fox..." Krystal's worry was etched into her face. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying over the lost vulpine.
"Ah, not to worry, Krystal. You will find him. But unfortunately, we have no word from our leader either. In fact, in a couple of days Leon and I are going to leave this ship and find our own way."
"Well, we're not giving up. And if you don't want to either, will you help us look for them? Pepper is sending out a team to find them, and we really would need all the help we can get." Krystal asked, almost pleaded, with them. Both Starwolf members thought it over, discussed, then Panther spoke.
"Alright. If you're holding out for the sake of your leader, we will to."
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Night had fallen upon the two lost pilots. Wolf had fallen asleep quickly, only ten minutes after he finished practicing his new technique he'd learned from Fox. However, the other canine had stayed awake longer. All his life, Fox had never been a good sleeper. However, after lying awake looking at the twinkling stars, he finally drifted off.
Wolf woke up sometime that night. He'd had a nightmare, or more of a flashback. These kinds of memories woke him in the dead of night, leaving him cold, sweat sticking to his fur. Wolf shook his head. A dream. That's all it was – a dream.
A rustling from the bushes startled the lupine. He reached for his weapon, only to find he had none on him, which he'd forgotten. Not a sound whispered from his shows as he stealthily approached the bushes.
"Who's there? Show yourself!" Wolf commanded in a loud whisper, not wanting to wake up Fox.
In the pale moonlight, a figure stepped out before Wolf. The light gave them an eerie glimmer. He was bigger than Wolf, with black slashes running down his arms and legs, and a huge black patch over his right eye. Besides that, the two looked oddly similar. The figure grinned, it's fangs curved into a sinister smile. It's matching purple eyes struck fear into Wolf. "No...it can't be."
"But it is, Wolf." The figure spoke, abarely louder than a whisper. His voice also resembled Wolf's: sharp, rough, and cold. "It's me."
"No. No, no no!" Wolf 's voice grew louder, fear trembling from deep within it. He slowly stepped back, trying to get away. The opposite Wolf followed, moving as though he were a shadow, mirroring Wolf's every move.
Wolf's fearful words aroused Fox. As his eyes adjusted to the low light, he saw that Wolf wasn't where he had been. He looked up and saw two figures moving in the shadows; one seemed to try and get away from the other. Silently, he neared, and recognized Wolf. The opponent moving towards him looked like Wolf, except bigger with weird black marks. He watched as Wolf continued to back away. Why isn't he fighting back? Fox wondered. His eyes widened as Wolf reached the side of a cliff, trapped. The larger Wolf moved closer, pushing him into the rocky wall behind him.
Without thinking, Fox lunged for the larger wolf. Without the foe catching on, he leaped at the wall, pushing off the side. His momentum gave him a clean sweep at the offender. His fist solidly connected with the side of the wolf's muzzle, knocking him to the ground.
The large wolf blinked, trying to keep conscious. Fox landed beside the wolf. He glared into their violet eyes, fangs bared. "Get up and go. Now."
The wolf opened its mouth to protest, but only a cry of pain escaped. Fox had kicked him in the side. "Now!" he barked his order in a voice Wolf hardly recognized. He watched in amazement as the larger wolf hurried to its feet. He couldn't belive Fox actually had control over the other wolf.
The opponent glared at Wolf, sending fresh waves of terror down his spine. "Look out, Wolf. I'll be back." He took a step towards the shaking lupine, but a figure edged between them. Fox looked up at him, arms crossed, forcing the larger wolf to look into his green eyes. "You have three seconds." The wolf stared back at the fox, wondering how seriously he should take the threat. Between his aching face and side, and the murderous look the fox was digging into him, he figured retreat was probably a good answer.
"One." Fox interrupted his thoughts. He uncrossed his arms, balling his hands into fists. Fire glowed in his eyes.
The larger wolf, eyes widening slightly, turned and walked away. A pale strip of yellowed light cut through the sky. As his well-trained eyes followed the silhouette, Fox's thoughts wandered towards Wolf. The normally calm, collected lupine had seemed so scared by this opponent he almost fainted.
"Uh, Wolf, what was wrong with you?"
"That...that wolf...I..." Wolf stammered, at a loss for words. He broke out into a sweat, shaking violently.
"Wolf, calm down. Sit. Breathe" Fox managed to get the wolf to sit down. "Why are you so freaked out by him?"
"Fear...I..." Wolf, at the moment, was unable to speak in full sentences. The absence of his usual quick comebacks and determined remarks left Fox confused and dumbfounded. He had no idea there was someone who could reduce Wolf into such a troubled, fearful mess.
"Who was he?" Fox asked.
"My...my father."
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I know, that hanger didn't really make sense. I don't want to write a whole bio on Wolf's dad, so let's just say his name's all that's important. Okay, later!