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11 ALW, 11:30 AM, Great Fox, Corneria City, Corneria

The team was preparing to take off back into space. The Great Fox had plenty of fuel, weapons looked fine, shield had full power, backup energy was full. The only thing missing was the team, who were in a nearby café, getting a quick lunch before heading out.

Fox, Falco, Slippy, Krystal and I were all seated, eating. There was something I knew was interesting about this stop at Corneria. It was the first stop here since I joined Star Fox, and everybody noticed, as I realized a lot more looks at me, which I just looked awkwardly back at.

Finally, Fox looked up at me and said, "Remember your way around here?"

I nodded, though I later realized it wasn't true. I had only really been one place, prison, and that was years ago. I knew my way around my jail cell, but those weren't necessarily happy memories.

Fox's wrist device beeped, which Fox silenced, then stood. He looked over his team, smiling, then said, "Alright, let's go team."

Everybody stood, not very uniformly, threw away their food trash and headed out to the Great Fox. I was trailing right behind Slippy at the back. I usually worked on the same floor as Slippy, and I grew to like the toad, though most found him annoying.

We all boarded the massive ship and headed up to the main hall. We all flooded into the room, Fox in the front, and everyone sat down in their chairs, which were turned to the left at first, then turned automatically as they sat. I looked over my display panel, which let me keep an eye on the weapons and shields.

I was always on the Great Fox while in space. For the first 3 years of me being in Star Fox, I was not allowed to pilot an Arwing or my Wolfen, which I didn't argue with. I did find it odd that they would trust me with the entire weapons system of their mothership, but not an Arwing or Wolfen.

I looked over my panel, checking every tiny detail of the ship. Once I decided everything was clear, I turned to Fox and nodded, which he nodded in reply to.

"Alright." the vulpine said, then turned to ROB, the onboard robot "ROB."

The bot turned and chirped inquisitively.

"Open a communications line with General Pepper."

The robot turned chirped once more, then turned back to his panel, tapping with his robotic arms on the panel. Suddenly, the face of the old dog known as General Pepper appeared on the big screen.

"Team Star Fox... Wolf." The old dog said, muttering the last word.

"Sir, Wolf is one of us." Fox defended.

"Right, well... You all have been called to check up on Zoness. There appears to be a signal of some sort coming from there, though we can't pinpoint where on the planet it is, or who sent the signal. Heck, we don't even know if it's a distress signal. The frequency constantly changes, sometimes it signals from the north pole of the planet, sometime it signals from the south pole. We can't make any connections with the planet. Head to the planet and make sure things are okay."

Fox nodded. "Yes sir" and the communication line was closed. He turned to me, and muttered for only me to hear, "Sorry about the general."

I shrugged. I didn't mind if the general hated me, he had reason. I had intervened with his plans many times in the past. Heck, if that was me, I'd have an everlasting grudge with myself. A much worse everlasting grudge.

Zoness was 2 days away. Fox wasted no time. He commanded ROB to start the engines and get off Corneria. In 5 minutes, we were off. Everything was normal, and it was nice to be back in space. The gravity on Corneria is too much after almost 3 years straight in space. Sure, there's gravity in the Great Fox, but it's not as extreme as on a planet.

Slippy and I were excused to go down to the hangar, which housed the Arwings and weapons systems. We walked out of main hall into the elevator.

When we arrived in the hangar seconds later and stepped out. The lights flickered on, revealing the four Star Fox ships and single Wolfen in the corner, which had begun collecting dust. My mind went back to life in Star Wolf. It sure was great not having to listen to anyone, do my own thing, but that's not who I am anymore. I'm Wolf O'Donnell from Star Fox, the good guys.

"Alright. I'll need your help in a little while as I check up on the ships." Slippy said. I nodded in acknowledgment, and walked back to the weapons to check them in person. Though the technology on the Great Fox was very high-tech, I didn't trust it quite as much as checking them in person.

And it was a good thing too. One of the torpedoes was damaged. If we were to fire it, it could possibly explode before it leaves the ship, taking out a massive, and important, part of the ship. We'd be practically trapped on the ship as it gets ripped to shreds.

After replacing the torpedo, I continued to check the other weapons, which all checked out. "Slippy," I said as I headed for the elevator. "page me when you need me, got it?"

"Actually, I need you right about now." The toad responded. I walked over and bent down. Slippy was under an Arwing known as the Cloud Runner. He pushed himself out from under the ship and looked at me, then stood. "Follow me."

I stood up and followed him back to the same ship that took me back to my old life, the Red Fang. As we approached, I couldn't help but look at Slippy. "Slip, why are we back here?"

Slippy smiled, turned and looked up at me. "Wolf, do you remember how long it's been since you've joined Star Fox?"

"Two years. I'm on aerial suspension for three." I replied.

Slippy shook his head, smiling. "Nope, it's almost been three years, Wolf." then continued walking. "Time flies in space" he called back.

I stood there, looking at where Slippy was for a moment, which felt like ages. "It's been three years already?" I thought to myself. After a moment, I eventually shrugged and caught up with Slippy, who was waiting for me next to the Red Fang.

"Now." Slippy began. "I've been making some adjustments to it over the past few weeks, making sure it was all prepped. I also changed the identification system in it so that we can find you if you get trapped, and your old buddies over at Star Wolf cannot. I upgraded the weapons, replaced the fuel and did a full checkup on it. It's ready to fly tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" I asked. Has it really been that long?

Slippy nodded. "Tomorrow." He smiled. "That's all I needed."

A/N: Okay, so there wasn't anything too unexpected about this chapter, but it's something. It's more of a filler chapter anyways. See you next time.