Before I start let me throw in the Disclaimer: I don't own Starfox or anything of that universe which belongs to Nintendo. But I DO own Dean Williams who is nothing but a figment of my over-worked, fucked up imagination. Muwahahahahaha HF 4256
Chapter Seven
The Mission
March 20, 2016
12:00 Hours CST
Earth: Fort Worth AF Base
"Let's go Krys, got a Laser that needs to be shot down," Dean said enthusiastically.
"Yay into combat beside my mate," Krystal said getting up. "Do you know how much a Cerinian girl dreams about going into combat beside her mate?"
"Ah, no?"
Dean opened the door for her when she stood impatiently waiting for it to open. As they started walking down the hall Krystal began to speak.
"On Cerinia a girls lifelong dream is to fight alongside her future mate. And every time that she dreams about it she tries to catch a glimpse of her dream mates face. The reason why is because since we are telepathic, what we see in our dreams, 9 out of 10 times tends to be true, so since I saw you in my dreams that you would be my mate, it will happen."
They reached their Arwings and climbed in them. As Dean fired up the afterburners he pushed the G-Diffusers to maximum and shot off like a beam of light toward the North-West and Russia.
As they were flying Dean kept the comm link to Krystal open and listened to her steady breathing as she thought about something.
"Dean?" you never told me that there were so many different types of music from your home-world, which is gorgeous by the way. I look forward to our honeymoon here..."
"Thank you for the compliment about the Earth but the reason why I never told you about the different kinds of music was that I was afraid that you would start liking Rap or something of that nature..." Dean said totally ignoring the comment about their honeymoon. "Anyway here is what I plan to do about the Laser. We will accelerate to maximum speed and climb to the exosphere, from there we will stay at that altitude until we are directly over the Laser site. We will then drop altitude by flying straight at the ground, meanwhile charging Lasers and SmartBombs for the destruction of the target. Keep an eye on your altimeter, cause at 500 feet we are dropping two SmartBombs each. Lasers will be for any AA batteries. Once that objective is complete then we will drop to treetop level and get the fuck out of there. Any Questions?"
"None." Krystal came back over the comm channel. "Although I have to say that I still prefer Metal."
"Okay let's go!" Dean shouted.
Dean slammed the afterburners to full power which slammed him back in his seat despite the G-Diffusers. He looked at the speedometer as he yanked on the flight yoke and it read Mach 12! He glanced at his GPS (which he had stuck to the windshield before he left the base) and noticed the DTT was climbing. Since he was at a high altitude he forgot that he was supposed to change the readout so that it read zero when he was directly over the target. He made the adjustment and the screen flashed and displayed 500 which was dropping very quickly. He was surprised that they hadn't detected him yet. He looked at his radar and noted that Krystal was still with him.
I've trained her well no worries about her making a mistake there, that girl would probably follow me to Hell and back if I ordered her to.
"I would do that anyway, Dean."
Dean started when she answered his thought and shielded his mind for the fight ahead. But he made sure to leave a block unshielded so Krystal could read his combat thoughts and react appropriately upon them.
Just one more thing to before I start the descent and the fight.
Dean selected the song Indestructible by Disturbed off of the Arwing's Hard-drive and pushed it up over the Russian comm channels. And as expected the Russians started flipping out when they remembered that that particular song was the Theme Song of the infamous Flying Demon. Dean looked at the GPS and saw that it read one. It was time... Dean slammed the flight yoke forward and the Arwing started dropping like a rock toward the surface and the pinpoint of red light that was the Laser. Dean pushed his shields to overload strength and charged all weapons on the Arwing. He risked a glance at his radar to make sure that Krystal was still with him. She was. Good girl. At 30000 feet the Laser fired and Dean rolled to starboard to get out of the way. He risked a glance at his port wing and saw that the end of it was red-hot.
Damn It!
Dean started a rolling motion that gave him a little bit more speed and made him harder to hit. As he was rolling he kept an eye on the altimeter.
15,000. 10,000. 5,000. 1,000. 600. NOW!
Dean fired two SmartBombs and saw out the corner of his eye Krys do the same. As soon as her SmartBombs were out of the way, Dean stopped the rolling and yanked on the flight yoke. He came out of his dive at treetop level.
Perfect
Dean set course for the nearest shore and safety. As he glanced at the radar he noticed that Krystal was still with him and her flight was steady indicating that she was calm. Good.
About five seconds later he flew over the bay, left a few S.A.M.s in the dust and started the quick trek home. Five minutes later he was back over American soil and Fort Worth. He did a victory lap around the city and went in for a landing. As soon as he landed he was swamped by all of the CO's.
The CO's were yelling at him from every direction and it was starting to get on his nerves.
"SHUT UP!" Dean roared.
Silence fell.
"Status?" he asked.
"Germany, Russia, Japan, China and Iraq have all surrendered." Wilkerson said. "Our units have moved in and secured all Capital Cities of the listed Countries. World War III is over..."
"Guess they weren't expecting the Flying Demon to make an appearance." Dean muttered and tugged Krystal back into the middle of the crowd. "But I didn't do it alone though, Krystal here helped me. Now can I go do what I came back to Earth to do in the first place?"
"After the debriefing my old friend," Wilkerson said softly.
"DAMN IT." Dean roared and pulled out a Newport, lit it, and began to gloomily smoke on it.
Dean followed Wilkerson to the Conference Room, with Krystal followed him.
Dean stretched as he walked out of the Conference Room 5 hours later. As soon as he stepped clear of the door he lit up another Newport.
"You can't smoke in here, put that out soldier. NOW!" someone yelled at Dean.
Dean turned around and saw that the speaker was a lowly Sargent.
"Do you know who I am soldier?" Dean asked the Officer with as much menace in his voice as he could.
It didn't phase the Officer.
"I DON'T GIVE A FLYING FUCK WHO YOU ARE! YOU ARE SCUM ON THE BOTTOM OF MY COMBAT BOOT FOR ALL I CARE!" the officer shouted back.
"I am the Flying Demon." Dean said calmly.
"BULLSHIT!"
"Is there a problem old friend?" Wilkerson asked as he stuck his head out of the Conference Room door.
"Officer on Deck!" the officer shouted.
Dean took a drag off of his Newport.
The officer saluted smartly.
"Yeah I got a problem with your Sargent here." Dean told Wilkerson.
"Well you are higher ranked than he is so chew his ass out."
"That was all that I was waiting to hear." Dean muttered.
Dean looked at Krystal -who had walked out behind General Wilkerson- then the Officer and saw that he had blanched at his mistake of yelling at an officer. Dean smirked.
"I WANT 500 LAPS AROUND THIS FUCKING BASE! AND IF YOU STOP BEFORE THEN THEN I WILL PERSONALLY MAKE SURE THAT YOU ARE DISCHARGED DISHONORABLY! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"
"Yes Sir!"
"AND ANOTHER THING MARINE, YOU HAVE THREE HOURS TO RUN IT! IF YOU DON'T MAKE IT IN TIME THEN I WILL PERSONALLY MAKE SURE THAT YOU SCRUB THE FLOOR OF THE ENTIRE BASE WITH A TOOTHBRUSH EVERY DAY FOR A MONTH! WHY AREN'T YOU RUNNING YET?"
"Running Sir," he shouted.
"Let me know if he makes it, old friend." Dean said.
"Roger that," Wilkerson said. "By the way, you almost got me runnin' with that order. Scared the Shit out of me."
"Ha ha," Dean said his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Very funny sir. Here you might need this..."
"What's this?"
My Extra-Solar Address..." Dean said pointing at the little slip of paper. "All you have to do is record a message, point one of your satellites at the spot that i appeared and the message will go through a warp to Corneria were it will be forewarded to to me. just make sure that you say To Dean Williams of Starfox and it will find its way to me. Now I got places to go and things to do."
"Alright good-bye old friend."
Dean landed his Arwing in the front yard of his house and jumped out. Krystal jumped out of her Arwing and Dean heard her sharp intake of breath as she saw his house for the first time.
"It's not much but it's home."
"Are you kidding? It reminds me of the houses on Cerinia. It's perfect!"
"Aw, you make me feel all warm inside..." Dean said with his most pathetic voice.
Dean open the front door with the key in the rain gutter. As soon as he stepped inside he sneezed from all the dust that had collected on his time away.
"Okay, lets see if I can remember where my weed stash is..." Dean muttered looking inside of his dresser door. "Aw here it is."
Dean snagged it and made his way to the TV. He turned it on and turned on the Nintendo GameCube. He popped in the game STARFOX ASSAULT and waited for it to load.
"This is how I know so much about you, Krys."
Krystal watched in awe as the game ran through the trailers. Her mouth was slightly agape.
"And by the way Krys, Krys?" Dean called her name three more times before it got her attention. "This hasn't happened yet."
"So this is how you know so much about me?"
"Yeah."
"Well lets get back to the Lylat system."
"Yeah."
Dean went outside and climbed into his Arwing. As soon as he ran the preflight check he ordered the navigational computer to locate his current location in the Milky Way. About three seconds later the computer came back and gave him his current Galactic Coordinates. He logged them to the memory and then pulled up the GC for Corneria. As soon as they showed up he punched the command for the Warp Drive to get ready for use.
As soon as it was ready he punched the afterburners and climbed toward the exosphere. As soon as he reached it, he threw the switch and blasted into warp toward Corneria. A quick glance to show that Krystal was still with him and he rested his head in his hand. He jurked his head up and set the computer to automatically drop him out of warp at the coordinates. He walked Krystal through the process and then promptly rested his head against the cockpit window and fell asleep...
A/N: Well another chapter done folks. Wonder when we will hit the snag in the Dean/Krystal relationship? I DON'T EVEN KNOW YET! I let the story take me where IT wants to go but nudge it back on track if it tries to stray too much! For all of you peeps on Xbox-Live, I am officially back on-line permanently Gamertag is Haio Fan 4256. Come talk to me.
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