Here it is I promised it now here is your Christmas Present from me to you.. Don't bother me until January.. Ah hell I'll probably have some other stuff up on New Year's but no guarantees. Now please someone else write a Christmas story next year for the StarFox Archive I don't want to see a Christmasless Archive next year. Just one story please! Can you do that for good ol Womboman? He's a fucking saint!.
They were held up by two big Russians they didn't give them any chance to squirm and were being dragged to a room with red carpets and two couches one completely hidden in darkness the other filled with two other Russians sitting on it. The bass from the club making it's way to the and Whitefur were also held up by two Russians. They didn't say a word to each other. But they spoke mentally acknowledging that this was fucked.
"So.. I see you have brought our guests to us.. That is good.." The voice behind the shadows was vaguely familiar to them. "We are so glad that you were able to fill Mother Russia's request by bringing us Santa.."
"We gave you what you wanted now let us go!" Wombo demanded
"You are in no mood to make requests Wombo.. Yes I know your names.. It was I who asked you to bring me the fat bastard.."
"So.. You're that Russian dude from chapters two and three?"
"Correct.." He revealed himself and yes it was the same jaguar from earlier engagements. His smile was cocky and arrogant full of pride. He walked over towards Krystal and examined her "Ah yes.. Krystal.. You're the one who's planet was destroyed.."
"I'll kill every last one of you.." she whispered
"Come now darling.. It wasn't all of the Russian people's choice.. There were those who disagreed.. They were killed.." He laughed as did the rest of his followers
"You disgust me!" She spat.
He quickly went back to her and held her face with his hand "Don't say that kind of thing to me.."
He shook her away her still glaring at him with unforgiving eyes "Don't you fucking touch her!" Tyronos yelled
He eyed her up and down making her feel even more angry to be looked at like some sort of animal "As you wish.." He chuckled and then spoke to one of his cronies "Bring him here.."
"Who are you talking about?" Whitefur asked in anger he was ignored
"Who are you talking about Russian?" Wombo yelled
"You'll see.."
Out of the darkness was the same hired gun but with him he carried Santa and Fox and threw them to the ground. ".. Good to see you."
He was conscious but barely.. "Fuck you.."
"Why such hostility? Come now we're not that different. We both are hired by for money and we kill those who get in our way."
"No the difference between you and me.." He spat "Is that I kill those who seek harm to others.. You kill for sport.."
The jaguar was silent then chuckled "Right.. Now do you see this?" he indicated the gun that was in his hand by tapping him on the head with it. "This is a gun.. I've killed many with this people who didn't need to die and those that did.. All for Russia." he pointed the end of the gun at his head tilting it slightly. "You're on Russia's list.."
"What are you going to do?" Krystal asked
"I'm going to serve my country again.." he said not taking his eyes from his target
"NO! YOU CAN'T DO THAT! GET AWAY FROM HIM!" Wombo yelled
"IF YOU FUCKING PULL THAT TRIGGER YOU WILL DIE!" Tyronos shouted
"FOX! WE'LL AVENGE YOU!"
He laughed "I know you will.."
"I love you Fox." Krystal said a tear rolling down her face. What he wouldn't give to be able to hold her one more time.
"I love you too Krystal.. Good-bye.."
BANG! His body fell to the ground "FOX!"
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
"WE'LL KILL YOU!"
"YOU DIRTY MOTHERFUCKER!"
He merely spit on Fox's face which was expressionless. "Now it's her turn.." He aimed the gun at Krystal. "You'll see him soon.."
"YEE-HAW!"
It was a familiar voice.. "Bill?" the roof broke open revealing the stationwagon with the mosquito driving it giving a salute.
"TEN-FOUR GOOD BUDDY! I'M GOING TO BUST THIS PARTY WIDER THEN A FAT CHICK'S BRA!"
"SHOOT HIM!" they opened fire on the stationwagon not even leaving a scratch on the paint. There was screaming from the dance floor and people ran out scared for their lives. They didn't want to die so they didn't stick around to see where this could go.
"Now how in the heck do you fire the guns on this thing?"
"IT'S THE BIG BUTTON THAT SAYS KILL NOOBS!" Wombo shouted
"Oh I was wondering what that was for." The stationwagon immediately starting shooting bullets at amazing speeds.
"YOU'VE GOT TO AIM!"
"Jeez! I gotta do all this trivial shit.." one by one the Russians started falling. Whitefur had enough of this. He drew out his hidden blades and stabbed his babysitters merely to have them let go of him then he went in for the kill. A stab right through the throat slowly bleeding them to death.
Tyronos saw this and freed one of his arms and stabbed the other guard jumping on top of him freeing his other arm putting the other blade in his right eye. The other guard tried to get Tyronos but only succeeded in getting his lung punctured with stainless steel and losing his life.
Wombo had help from Whitefur and was free also. Tyronos saved Krystal who wasn't completely stable. She was crying in anger and sorrow. "I'LL KILL HIM MYSELF!" she spotted him running away from the scene. He knew he was going to lose. He was running down the flight of stairs. She ran straight for him. She was not going to let him get away. He was going to die today. She hunted him down and was quickly catching up to him. He turned around and swung his fist but missed and regretted it deeply for he punched in the face knocking him back.
"If that's the way you want to play it.. Fine.." He drew a double-edged sword from what seemed like nowhere and got in his battle stance by locking his legs.
She drew out her staff and charged him attacking high which he blocked. Every swing she threw at him was filled with emotion and passion. She attacked low which he jumped over but she did a spin move so it came back up and smacked him in the face sending him across the floor. He barely had any time to recover before she already attacked she stabbed at him which he barely squirmed away from. He attacked but hit her staff. She flipped it around and hit him drawing spit and blood sending two of his teeth flying. She bashed her staff into him with a blind fury he gave no effort to try to stop the onslaught. The three vulpines came down to watch and they pulled her off. She squirmed in their hold and yelled bloody murder.
"He's not worth it!"
"HE MUST PAY!"
"Calm down Krystal. It's okay!"
"IT'S NOT OKAY! FOX IS DEAD!"
"Beating the shit out of this guy won't bring him back."
"IT'LL MAKE THE PAIN GO AWAY!"
"No it won't! Fox wouldn't want you to become an animal like him!"
She stopped thrashing around and listened. The jaguar started getting up but Tyronos decked him across the face sending him back to the floor. "Nice hit Tyronos." he nodded in approval "Krystal I know he's gone.. But you need to take it a little better.. I have no clue how hard it was and is for you right now.. But it'll work itself out.."
"It won't.. It can't.." She started crying again she buried her head into Wombo's chest. He didn't know what to do so he held her looking at Whitefur and Tyronos to see if it was cool. They had no clue either. "I just left StarWolf and I was going to be with Fox we made amends and now he's gone.. Once again I without a family.. I think I should just end it all.."
"Don't do that! We'll work this out Krystal.. It'll be fine.."
A divine light lit up the vacant dance floor. They turned to it. Krystal left Wombo's embrace and walked towards it. A female fox who's fur was as white as freshly fallen snow made slowly descended down the light. Her eyes were bright and beautiful their color was an unmatched silver. Fog covered her lower body. She must have been a goddess or something. The Jaguar spoke "Mother.. Mother Russia?"
"It is me.. You have disgraced me my child."
"I apologize but I was just about to kill the infidels when-"
"I will have none of your talk you will be silent now or you will be silenced forever." he shut his mouth
"Damn she told him."
"Shutup Wombo."
The mysterious vixen turned her attention to Krystal "Now my child.. I have heard your cries and it deeply saddens me for your loss.. But.. I think I can help.." Krystal's ears perked up and she paid even more attention than before. "I can bring him back.. But I need you to promise me.. That your love for him will never falter. You will remain ever faithful to the vulpine."
"I can do this." She said wiping a tear away
"If you may follow me to him I will fulfill my end of the bargain." Krystal and Mother Russia went upstairs while the three vulpines remained downstairs to deal with the jaguar
"What should we do with him?" Whitefur asked
"I say we hang him by his balls and have kids beat him with a stick like a pinata." Wombo suggested
"We can do better than that can't we?" Tyronos asked
"Yeah.. How about we drive him around the world as fast as we can.. By his balls!" Wombo said
"I don't know.. I guess we could ask people to write a review for it and post yet another chapter.." Whitefur said
"Well.. I guess but how many people are actually reading this story?" Wombo asked
"Like two?" Tyronos guessed
"Well.. I guess they can suggest stuff.. Whatever.. Pan over to Krystal and Russia.. We'll just post another chapter with the punishment for this guy." Whitefur said
They stood over the corpse of Fox and looked at him. His eyes were closed his blood came out of his head where the wound from the bullet had taken a spot in his head. Krystal started to tear up again but Mother Russia consoled her just by being there for her.
"Now I'm going to need the utmost concentration.. Please if you would join me in prayer.." she held out her hand which Krystal took carefully "Now my child we may begin." she started uttering words in some ancient and forgotten language. Fox's blood began to go back into his head. His body hovered above the ground with a white light shining down upon him. A ball no larger than a marble came from this light and made it's way into Fox's mouth. Fox drew in a deep breath of air and once again was among the living. She wanted to run right up to him but was scared that the ritual would be interrupted. Mother Russia continued speaking in the language with more force now than ever. The walls shook violently storms formed over the hole in the roof lightning crashed. Krystal ignored it and only grasped Mother Russia's hand tighter. She noticed this and stopped the ritual for it was finished. Fox lay on the ground motionless. She looked at Mother Russia who gave the OK. She slowly walked towards Fox and gazed at his face. His eyes were closed.
She broke the silence "Fox?"
"Krystal?"
She picked him up and hugged him. He groaned a little in pain but he didn't care. He was back with her and nothing could tear them apart. He stared into her eyes which stared back into his. They were full of love and trust and compassion. Something he hasn't seen in a long time. "I love you Krystal."
"I love you too Fox." She did something she thought she wouldn't be able to do in a long time. She kissed him and he kissed back. This was better than the one in his mind. They stayed that way for a while not even realizing that Mother Russia had left.
I hate this fucking story.. Next chapter I swear to god will be the final one. Please.. Just give me a minute