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STAR FOX

The Gole Incident

Chapter: Four

"I should've been there!" Krystal cried.

"What so you wouldn't leave and get killed yourself," Slippy stated.

Everybody had come to the bridge to decide what they were going to do next. Krystal had practically been dragged (she still hadn't let go of Fox's eyepiece) and Falco almost hadn't come at all. Falco looked up and finally said, "He might not be dead."

A streak of hope came through Krystal's eyes.

"It's possible but... I don't see how you're still standing here yourself Falco," Slippy moaned. "The only thing that makes sense is to say that Fox took most of the explosion."

"And we scanned the area to find anything living in the area with our Arwings, but we only found more Gole," Peppy stated, and received a punch in the arm from Falco. Falco nodded towards Krystal saying what Peppy had said was foolish. "But it's possible he was captured," Peppy said truthfully

Krystal slouched even lower into her chair fighting more tears, but they came anyway and the bridge was quiet except for Krystal's cries. The meeting ended horribly and Krystal found herself stumbling back to her quarters, she knew what Slippy had said was true, that she would've been killed too but she just kept thinking that maybe she could've done... something.

Krystal sat on her bed; she could tell that the Star Fox team was falling apart and without Fox as their leader, the team was going to crumble. Krystal cried some more not holding back at all.

Krystal shuffled over to a nearby dresser (Fox's dresser) to set Fox's eyepiece down and found that a drawer had been left open. In it in a drawer was a small black box not two inches long. She removed the little box and set Fox's visor down taking the box back over to the bed. A tear slid down her face. Krystal slowly opened the box revealing a sparkling Corneria Diamond attached to a golden ring.

Krystal snapped the box shut and a second tear streaked down her face.

"Krystal you have to hear this!" shouted a frightened Slippy through the comm

"FFFF… Lylat system…" boomed a voice through the comm system. "This is the Gole of the planet Demar. We have tried to stay hidden from your corrupt disgusting world but you wouldn't just leave us alone, so we're afraid that well have to destroy this entire system to keep our race a secret. After 6 000 000 years of secrecy we will not be brought into the light."

Krystal clenched her teeth with hatred. "Our race believes in fairness, meaning we fight on equal terms in any situation. Now to assure you that we have the fire power to destroy this system, Mercenary Fox McCloud is here to assure you we are not lying…" the voice echoed through the ship's comm.

Krystal jumped to her feet at Fox's voice, "The Gole has every means necessary to destroy this system."

"There you see, now how this is fair is this. We have greater fire power, but you can make… certain preparations. We will attack in three days so I would hurry setting up your… preparations. We will destroy everything never the less, oh and if any ship tries leaving the quadrant then we'll attack immediately," the comm went quiet.

"He's alive!" Krystal shouted with joy.

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Fox

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There was flash of light and then an invisible hand seemed to grab Fox and throw him like a rag doll. Fox tumbled and twirled but then suddenly the ground came back and Fox came crashing down with a CREAK. Fox tried to lift his head but was delivered with so much pain that forced him to return it to the ground.

Every breath he took was like a knife being stabbed into his heart. Fox was in so much pain that he felt dizzy and was vomiting nonstop, then something downed on him. He didn't care anymore, not about the two missing pilots, not the Gole, not even the Lylat system. Fox just wanted it all to end, and not have to take another breath, not take another knife to the heart.

Then suddenly the pain was gone and the ground beneath him dissolved into nothing, he wasn't lying on his back anymore either, he was standing. The world drifted away and there was white for as far as the eye could see, the 'floor' was covered in a thick mist that floated up to Fox's knees.

"Hello Fox," said a happy voice behind him.

Fox jumped and his head snapped his head around. His eyes quickly met a fox that looked almost exactly like him only older and he had sunglasses. The fox's name was James McCloud, Fox's father. "D-Dad," Fox stuttered.

"Yea it's me son," James answered quickly.

"Dad!" Fox shout. Fox lunged at his father and giving his dad a bear hug and James hugged back.

"I missed you too son," whispered James.

"Dad?" asked Fox letting go of his father. "Am I dead?"

James smiled, "That son… depends on you. This is the place in-between life, and death… from this point on it depends on you."

"What are you saying if I leave-" Fox was cut off.

"Then you'll be alive again."

"But what if I want to stay here with you?"

"Well son. That's another choice, I can't make it for you, but in the end we'll still end up seeing each other again. Death is inevitable," James explained.

Fox thought for a moment, he didn't really want to die, not yet anyway. On the other hand, like his dad had said, death is inevitable why prolong it, and there was another thing, Fox feared the pain, the pain that would surly come back it he was alive. Fox got teary eyed even thinking about the pain. But then spontaneously a thought popped into his head that wiped away all of the arguments away.

"Dad I-I," Fox paused. "I think that I'd like to stay here with you…"