Here is Chapter 6. I have put Labyrinth and Lorax into my Google Docs so that, if the site crashes, I can re-upload them gradually. It might even be more popular the second time. It was SO BORING, but they took me two months to write each, so...yeah. I write using the Doc Manager on the site itself, in case you were wondering.
In other news...I was in a car accident on Tuesday. Neither me nor the other two teenagers I was with suffered any injuries, though, so that's good. Don't worry about me. It's also February vacation starting tomorrow, but I'm going away for the first half to visit my brother in Canada (no, he didn't move there because of Trump). As a result, writing may be slow in coming, but trust me that I will do so as much as I am able. Updates will come as normal.
I also have decided how many chapters the story will have. At the point of writing this author's note, I have written fourteen out of SIXTEEN CHAPTERS. That's right. Just sixteen. But they'll average well over six thousand words each, most likely. They're not short chapters. (P.S. We're finally at 300 views).
As for the question, let's do one from AskReddit again: What is "home" to you?
SnowLucario answers: Well, there is my house for one. It's a nice, comfortable one, and my bedroom has a nautical theme. The carpet is dark blue, and a lobster buoy hangs off the side of my bed. There's a picture of this on my DeviantArt. And then there is also our house in Maine. That's pretty awesome. And, in a way, I kind of consider this site "home" in a way. I've got quite a few friends here.
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Fox. Never have, and most likely never will. If I owned all of the music featured in this story, I'd be richer than our President.
LUCAS'S POV
I tried to open my eyes. It was difficult due to the pain in my leg and arm, which almost forced me back into unconsciousness. However, it was a battle that I was determined to win, and with each sliver that my eyes opened, I saw a little more of my surroundings, which were not what one would have expected.
It was deja vu. Much like the time I had woken up in the hospital wing of the flight academy after my near-death episode on the mountain, it came gradually here as well. But I was sure that there was something else at play here. Everything felt kind of hazy...why was that?
Oh, yes. I remembered what had happened now. Wolf O'Donnell...that traitor! I should have suspected that Konstantin had been telling the truth about Wolf and Panther targeting me to be killed. I was an idiot of the highest order.
And I'd been shot, with a laser no less. That had been the last thing I had felt before blacking out. No wonder my leg hurt, because that was where Wolf had shot me. Every day, it seemed, I found another reason to hate the guy. He'd manipulated the jury into voting to convict Konstantin, and now he'd almost killed me.
Looking around, I saw that I was clearly in the hospital wing. All sorts of monitors were attached to me, including an IV in my arm. My leg had been stitched up, with a large white swath of bandages covering it. Although the electrodes prevented me from moving around too much, touching my right shoulder with my hand that didn't have the drip in it revealed that yes, there was a bandage there as well. Besides, I could see it due to having a relatively long neck. That must have been where I'd gotten slashed with the knife.
Right now, there was a severe ache. I could only imagine that without the pain medication that was no doubt coursing through my veins at this very moment, it would have been far worse. Right now, I was just lucky to be alive. I could imagine, easily, many scenarios in which I would have died. That didn't explain how I had gotten here, either.
I guessed that I was about to find out, though. My waking up had triggered the heart monitor to beep faster, which summoned a nurse.
The nurse seemed to be some kind of elephant, based on her long ears and tusks. Despite this, she was only slightly taller than a human at maybe 6'1". I'm six foot two, so I was still a little taller than her. Of course, now I was lying down, so maybe not, but...
"Hey, I see you're awake, Mr. Enfield" the nurse said.
I tried to speak. "Wh-".
"Don't worry, Lucas" she said, switching to my first name. "We got you here right on time, and you might be feeling some pain from the lasers and the operation. But, you're going to live. Your friends will be glad that you have come to, because they have been worried that you might not make it. But you did, so I'm going to summon them now. Just sit tight".
Of course, with all of these machines hooked up to me it was difficult to do anything other than sit tight and wait for my friends to come in. I hoped that Konstantin would forgive me for not heeding my advice as much as I should have. I didn't know if he could ever absolve me for my own stupidity. I'd almost gotten myself killed because of it.
Two minutes later, Dr. Tuskland came back with my friends. Cole, Ian, Willow, Falco, and Konstantin had apparently all been in the waiting room, while Dr. Howler was almost done with her daily shift. She was also summoned.
"Where's Mrs. Hooter?" I asked. My voice sounded surprisingly lucid in spite of everything.
"She was shot" Cole said. "We found her body about fifty yards past the door behind which you were shot. I also got Wolf, but he's not dead. They're treating him in a different room from you, and, rest assured, once he recovers they're going to turn his life into a living hell. But the important thing is that we still have you".
"And Mike and Will", I said, "they're dead, too. I saw them".
I was waiting for one of them to contradict me, but when it didn't happen I lost any hope in the idea that they might be recovering in a different bed. But I couldn't see any other patients in this room. This rendered it almost certain that they were in fact gone.
"They are indeed gone" Falco said. "They were good friends of yours, weren't they?"
I fought back tears at the loss of two of my friends. "I wish I could have gotten to know them more. I'm sorry to say that I focused more on Cole and Willow, but that's just the way things went".
None of the others looked particularly angry at me, which was surprising. I had practically just admitted that I didn't care about Will or Mike too much, which was not true. I really did care about them, but I had just gotten closer with Cole.
Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that I was currently lying in a hospital bed, severely injured from being shot by Wolf O'Donnell, that resulted in them being lenient to me. I had to admit, either way was fine by me. The fact of the matter is, I wasn't feeling up to getting lectured.
"I'm so glad you survived" Konstantin said. "It was my fault. I should have been more forceful in telling you that that's what they were planning. I could have prevented all of this".
"No, you couldn't have" I said. "The way it was going, it's my fault for not listening to you. I could just as easily say that it could have been averted in that way as well".
"Calm down, both of you" Dr. Howler said. "The way it was going, none of us were safe. Cole here managed to neutralize the threat that Wolf posed, but once he's recovered he's going to be sent to a maximum security prison to await trial. I'm sure he'll be found guilty, there's more than enough evidence to convict him for the murders of William Wexford, Michael Kirk, Mrs. Hooter, and the attempted murder of Lucas Enfield".
At this point, there really wasn't much else to say. We had just lost three valuable members of our team. We knew that, when we got back on the Great Fox, there would only be seven of us. It would be a little lonelier on the mother ship for the Star Fox team.
As if able to read my thoughts (or maybe the heart monitor allowed him to), Konstantin said, "According to Wolf, we're the Star Enfield team now. They seem to think that we all rally around you".
"Well, Lucas is a good person to rally around" Dr. Howler said. "But right now, he needs rest. And it's really best if we leave now, so that that can happen".
"That's right" Dr. Tuskland, who had just gotten back into the room, said. "I really think you should go to dinner. And, Lucas, you need to get some sleep. In the morning, I'll teach you how to use the physical therapy robots, get that leg working again. And your arm, too. You're not going to be able to write with it for a week, and your leg wound caused a lot of muscle damage. We had to give you two pints of blood as well. In the morning, we'll see about how much longer you'll have to stay here".
Dr. Howler and the others bade goodbye to me, and then Dr. Tuskland turned off the light.
Despite this, I was still far from sleep. It's hard to get over the fact that you almost died that day at the hands of someone whom you used to think was your friend. It's even harder to accept that two of your closest friends are gone, as well as one of your teachers. Needless to say, Konstantin wasn't the only one who had a bone to pick with Wolf O'Donnell.
It was no easier with all of the monitors I was attached to. I'd only stayed overnight in the hospital twice before. Once I was too young to remember, and the other time was after the failed mission to defuse the bomb. It's not the easiest place to sleep, what with the constant beeping.
Even so, I managed to eventually. And, thankfully, I didn't have any dreams.
WILLOW'S POV
The following morning after breakfast, all of us had free periods. In fact, so did everyone else. It seemed that all of the "lessons", for lack of a better word, had been cancelled due to the shooting.
Other than the three members of Star Enfield who had died, there were no other known casualties, which surprised me. I would have thought that they would have gone through as many people as they needed to, which would surely have been more than just three. Of course, I was glad that it hadn't been worse than that. Lucas was still alive.
I would have wanted to speak to him in privacy, in order to talk about our relationship. However, that was not going to happen. Lucas was still in the hospital wing, and there was almost always a doctor near him. There was no such thing as privacy in an intensive care room. That would have to wait until he had recovered sufficiently to be taken off all the monitors.
However, we did hold a meeting beside his bed. This was pretty informal, but all seven of us were there, including Lucas. My boyfriend was looking a little better this morning. Some color had returned to his face, and it was getting closer to the slightly yellow shade of peach that his skin normally was. The doctors had refused to take his IV out, so he was still wearing it. He also still had the heart monitor attached, but apparently it was going to be taken off soon.
"So...how was last night? I'm kind of out of the loop right now" he said.
"The whole place is kind of...subdued, for lack of a better word" Cole said. "Everyone's still mourning our friends, and they're on high alert. Your room is being guarded around the clock".
"Yeah" Konstantin said. "I told them about my dream. It's not like that's a secret. Right now, Lucas probably couldn't handle another laser. Those things are deadlier than you think".
"That's right" Dr. Howler said. "And plus, one thing that was clearly demonstrated yesterday is that we're not safe here. I don't know if we ever were. I mean, three of our own have died. That's not nothing".
"We're going to leave?" Ian asked nervously.
Even though he was now unmasked, the kid barely spoke. He seemed to be very shy, but taking off his gas mask had clearly done him some good in terms of overcoming his shyness. Even saying these few words must have been a good thing for him, because every time he talked, he seemed more confident.
"Yeah, we're jetting out of here as soon as Dr. Tuskland deems Lucas healthy enough to do so. Then, we're going to set course for Sector X".
"Sector X, huh?" Lucas asked. "I've heard a lot of bad things about that place. Isn't that where Spyborg thwarted the team's attempts to get to the real Andross in the first Lylat War?"
"Yeah" Falco said. "I try not to think about that. But really, Slippy can be such a headache! I'm glad he's not around right now".
Back when we'd gotten Konstantin away from that dark prison cell, Slippy had been one of the faculty members we had had to evade. Where he was now, nobody knew, although he was most likely still on Corneria, still teaching. If there was a galactic manhunt for Konstantin, however, that was only going to mean trouble for us. We were really just trying to survive while doing the best we could to help with defeating the Anglars.
"So when can Lucas leave the hospital wing?" I asked.
Dr. Tuskland frowned. "I'd like him to stay for another 36 hours, just for observation, just to be safe. The truth of the matter is, I don't know if he can handle interstellar travel".
"We have excellent medical facilities on board the Great Fox" Dr. Howler said. "Just about anything he needs, we can provide. If we need to restart his heart, we can do that. If we need to-".
"I get the point" the elephant said. "But right now, I think he needs some rest here. I'd also like to see him get a little exercise today, so he can recover faster. Nothing too strenuous, but enough to make sure he can recover. Are you okay with that, Tigre?"
"Please call me Howler, not Tigre" Dr. Howler said. "But, yeah, I'm fine with waiting until tomorrow night to lift into the sky. This room will continue to remain guarded 24/7, correct?"
"I'll make sure that is the case" Dr. Tuskland responded with. "And he'll be well taken care of here, too. Why are you going to Sector X?"
"There's evidence that there are Anglar forces we can fight there" Falco said. "We have enough supplies, and we can easily take some of them down".
"And then where? You have to have a plan, don't you?"
"Perhaps Macbeth, or Sector Z" Falco replied.
"Macbeth would be complete and utter foolishness" Dr. Tuskland responded. "That's the enemy base, and it's too well defended. Although if you did manage to take it, that would definitely help to turn the tides of the war in your favor".
"Right now, Sector X sounds good" Lucas said. "I could fight tons of Anglars right now".
"No, you won't" Dr. Howler said sternly. "For crying out loud, Lucas Enfield, you are very weak right now. You're not going to fly an Arwing for at least another week or two. You can't even write with your dominant hand yet!"
"That's true" Lucas said, sinking back into bed.
"I think it's time for you guys to leave" Dr. Tuskland said. "Lucas needs to get a little exercise, and then he needs to rest a little more to heal his wounds. You are okay with that, aren't you?"
"Yeah" I said.
On my way out, I blew a kiss to Lucas. However, it was so subtle that I would have been surprised if anybody noticed it. I tried to keep it as small as possible for that very reason. Dr. Tuskland wasn't aware of our relationship yet, and I saw no reason for her to be.
LUCAS'S POV
"Okay, Lucas, I think you need to get a little bit of exercise. I want to take your IV out, as well as all of the monitors. Then, you can take a little walk around the room. Nothing huge, I just want to make sure you're able to move. Can you do that?"
"I'll try" I said.
It had been two hours since they had left, and I was told that lunch would be soon. I was getting pretty hungry, considering that I had not eaten anything since before being shot.
First, Dr. Tuskland made sure that all of my stats were within a decent range. Then, she took off the electrodes and removed the IV. Then, she told me to walk a lap around the room.
I decided to test my leg. It hurt like hell, but it could still support my weight if I tried. Using this, I was able to hobble around the room.
"You might need to use crutches for a time. Luckily, they have those on the Great Fox too, or else I might not let you leave here that soon".
I laughed at that, but she seemed to be serious.
Later that night, I lay awake looking at the ceiling. I knew that there was going to be plenty of unpredictability in what was going on, even more so than there had been previously. The Grey Clouds Flight Academy had been one surprise after another. Who knew what was going to happen, now that we were leaving our second home?
Granted, I was unlikely to have too many positive memories of this place. There was the whole thing about how we had had to sleep on beds made of ice, although that was a relatively minor issue. Far worse was the fact that I had gotten shot by Wolf O'Donnell, someone we had thought, for quite a while, was on our side. That had turned out not to be the case.
Even so, I was amazed at what lay ahead. There were fifteen planets and sectors in the main Lylat System, and we had only visited three of them. If they were anything like how they were portrayed in Star Fox 64, I knew that I didn't want to go to Zoness, but I didn't know if there would be any other option. One way or another, we'd have to take over the majority of the other planets, then flip things on the Anglar forces. It sounded difficult, but very few things worth doing are easy.
Sector X was coming next. Tomorrow night, we were going to set course for the zone with a lot of debris floating around. It might not have been quite as crazy as Sector Z in terms of that, but it was still not safe to navigate. At least, that was what Falco had told us during this morning's meeting, and I trusted his judgment. So many things had changed in the last two months.
COLE'S POV
The following night, the second since our meeting, Lucas was released from the hospital wing. Because of this, we were now able to leave for Sector X, with it being made clear to Lucas that he would still need to take some pain medication and be kept a close eye on by Dr. Howler.
Lucas was looking a lot better than he had two days ago. His IV had been taken out, but he was told to use crutches due to the fact that he was barely able to walk on his right leg.
"I'm ready to go" he said.
Dr. Howler had come in order to make sure that Lucas was able to walk to the Great Fox. It wasn't too long from the hospital wing, so he hadn't had too many problems even with having to use the crutches and all. We went through the tunnels and into the hangar, where the Great Fox was still there, in just the same state as we had left it.
Whatever else you could have said about the army base on Fichina, they had at least taken good care of our ship while we were staying here for eleven days. And they had treated Lucas promptly after being shot. He was going to be all right. However, there was the worry that the base wasn't safe anymore, because Wolf's attack proved that it could be breached.
I knew that Konstantin felt responsible. Personally, however, I put more of the blame on Bernat Homeros, the leader of the base. Had he managed to shore up the base's defenses enough, this would not have happened. Mike and Will would still have been alive, as would Mrs. Hooter. But the rest of us were just lucky to be alive.
It was about nine or ten in the evening. Because of this, Dr. Howler insisted that all of us went to our cabins, particularly Lucas. His was the closest cabin to Dr. Howler's, so she would be able to keep a good eye on him there. The rest of us, however, each had our own cabin now. It was a welcome change after more than a week of having sleeping bags on the floor. Before that, we'd had five weeks of a dorm room with anywhere from four to six boys depending on what part of our stay at the original GCFA it was.
I loved being back in my own bed on the Great Fox. The sleeping accomodations on Fichina had been nice, but there was no getting around the fact that they were made of ice. All of the furs in the Lylat System stacked on top of each other couldn't hide that fact.
Getting to sleep was an uphill battle. On one hand, I was exhausted, and being in my own bed was a very good feeling. On the other hand, I was apprehensive and excited about what might be awaiting us in Sector X. There was no doubt that there was going to be adventure ahead, lots of it. And, despite having played Star Fox 64 before, I wasn't sure what it might look like in real life.
After what must have been an hour or two, I finally managed to close my eyes. Well, technically they already had been closed, but I was able to fall asleep.
Lucas, often a light sleeper, was the last one to wake the next day. He'd slept for twelve hours as a result of the pain medication that Dr. Howler had prescribed him. Despite this, he seemed somewhat lucid right now.
I knew that the loss of his friends was probably still very fresh in his mind, having been only three days ago. I had in mind something we could do together that, if it didn't necessarily cheer him up, it would at least help him to get the three deaths out of his mind.
After we all ate breakfast, absent one Lucas Enfield, I went over to Dr. Howler and decided to ask her a question.
"Would it be okay if I played Super Smash Bros. with Lucas a little later? Once he wakes up?"
She smiled. "That is okay with me, but there are two things to know. One is that he might not be lucid enough to put up a good fight, and two is that he needs to eat a nutritious breakfast first. But yeah, once he's awake, I'm sure he'd like that".
"Great. Thanks" I said. It's been said before, but you find yourself thanking nurses a lot. Even when you're not their patient.
"To tell you the truth, Cole, I'm a little worried about him. I think that the video game will help distract him from the pain of losing his friends. They were your friends, too, so it might help you as well. But yeah, just let him sleep for now".
Lucas finally got up around 9:30. He had evidently told Dr. Howler that he was feeling all right, except for a slight ache in his leg. After eating some breakfast, he was told that I wanted to play a round of Smash with him.
"I'm all for it!" he'd said.
As a result, he'd taken the lift down to the rec room, which was necessary due to the fact that he still needed to use crutches. Once he was in there, he simply set them to the side and joined me on the couch.
Propping up his injured leg, Lucas accepted the GameCube controller that I handed him, as I had taken one of my own. We both vastly preferred using this controller because we were used to using it for Smash 64 and Melee. We'd been able to get the former on the Virtual Console. Really, considering that we were way out in space, it was amazing that the Great Fox even had Internet access.
"I'm going to be Fox" Lucas said, selecting his character and choosing the red costume.
"I'm playing as you!" I said, laughing.
Indeed, I had selected to play as Lucas from Mother 3. The real-life Lucas barely resembled that character at all, even with his bushy hair. His hair wasn't quite yellow, or even blonde, but had turned darker from our days underground, not being exposed to the sun.
"I could beat your ass any day" Lucas taunted as he selected the stage. "Even now, when I'm hurt. I'm going to cream you!"
"Let's see about that" I said.
Lucas, as Player 1, had gotten to select the first stage. He chose Yoshi's Island.
We both arrived on the stage, and it was clear who had picked the better character. Lucas was able to shoot me with lasers from afar, but my PK Thunder was enough to send him reeling. However, Lucas's superior recovery stacked things a little more in his favor. Using Fire Fox, he was able to get back onstage very well.
Each of us had drained two of the other person's stock by the time Falco came in.
"Hey, Lucas, I see you're out of med bay. How are you feeling?"
"Well enough to be holding my own in this game!" Lucas said. "Besides", he said a little more soberly, "I'm still going to be under the watchful eye of Dr. Howler for several more days. She's worried about me after...you know".
"How could I forget? You almost bled to death! But, can I join you for the next match?"
"Sure" Lucas said to him.
"Who's winning?"
"We're at final stock, and I think I'm going to beat Lucas" I replied.
The way it was going right now, Lucas was at 76% while I was at 40%. It would just take one good Smash attack to get him.
And then, the thing that I was most dreading appeared...the Smash Ball.
Lucas grabbed the Smash Ball, and, after kicking it enough times, Fox began to emit a rainbow glow. As the real-life Lucas pressed the B button, he jumped into the Great Fox and was quickly able to destroy my last stock.
I had to bite back the urge not to utter a few choice words at the victory Lucas had just stolen from me. It was very frustrating to be so close to winning, and yet end up so far away.
But I couldn't dwell on it for too long. Soon, Falco joined the match as himself, and we had a very good time, even though the avian clearly had some skills.
We were having so much fun, we barely heard Dr. Howler call us to lunch. It seemed that we could manage to enjoy ourselves, even when so much had fallen apart, what with Will and Mike being gone, as well as Mrs. Hooter.
I used to be a juvenile delinquent. Now, however, my heart threatened to explode in grief if I focused on our losses too much.
LUCAS'S POV
Two days after leaving Fichina, meaning February 21, 201Y, I was having a lazy morning in my own cabin. I'd been let out of med bay a long time ago, but my cabin was the closest to Dr. Howler's, enabling her to check on me whenever she needed to.
I wasn't on the pain medication anymore, either. Whatever was in the IVs I'd been attached to had probably sped up my recovery now. Since it was making me more drowsy, Dr. Howler had been fine with my not taking it anymore.
Now, I was looking out at the empty space that would soon be Sector X. It had taken us this long to get there mainly due to all of the radiation and dust particles that were all over the place. It was going to be a perilous time here for sure.
On top of that, Falco had warned, there would be plenty of enemies lying in wait for us. At some point, people would have to get in the Arwings in order to destroy them. And that person would not be me.
Dr. Howler had told me that she didn't want me to pilot an Arwing having just gotten off of pain medication. That would be far too dangerous. We'd all learned how to pilot an Arwing back on Fichina, but actually doing it in the midst of a combat situation was another thing entirely. And I was just not lucid enough, in her eyes, to do it.
After breakfast, we had all been led to the control room, where Falco was briefing us on our current situation.
"We're heading into Sector X right now. A lot like in Meteo, we will have to have some people shoot down enemies in order for us to get through. Plus, it'll help us defeat some of the Venomian forces, so I say that's a win. Let's just make sure we can survive this" he said.
"Who wants to fly the Arwings through Sector X. I'm looking for two people, and not Lucas".
I was fine with that. For once, I was glad to put the risks on somebody else. Ever since getting shot, no, ever since getting bitten by the Anglar fish-person at the GCFA, I'd taken a very different view. Sometimes, it was better to stand down rather than take more risks.
Although getting shot hadn't been as a result of me taking any unnecessary risks, it had definitely made me more afraid. I couldn't just keep on going recklessly. I'd accepted that I could fall, and fall hard. Even now, my leg hurt to walk on, but I was told that I'd only need the crutches for a grand total of a week, so that was a good thing. Even so...for someone like me who usually healed up fast from being sick, this was a lot to take.
"I volunteer as tribute!" Cole said, jerking me back into reality.
"I'll do it" said Konstantin, a little more subdued.
"That's great" Falco replied. "The Arwings are in the hangar, you know the way there. You also know how to pilot them. Good luck!
KONSTANTIN'S POV
Cole and I ran down the hallway and took the lift down to the hangar bay. There, we hopped into the Arwings and took off into the space sector.
Ever since arriving on Fichina, I'd become a better pilot. I felt like I genuinely had a touch for this, and I was familiar with Sector X from playing the video game. I felt confident that I'd be able to do it. After all, I knew what all of the buttons and levers on the console did. And I knew how to speed forward and brake. This was going to be a cakewalk.
"You ready, Cole?" I asked.
"Let's do this!"
We left, being careful not to bump into each other. We weren't at some amusement park, we were in the middle of a sector filled with space debris. There was a very real chance that we would get ourselves killed if we were not extremely careful.
We wanted to avoid that chance as much as possible.
I veered to the left and began firing at will, making sure that Cole was behind me. I didn't want to hit his Arwing, because if I did that would make this mission a lot harder than it needed to be.
"I'll take this one, Cole. Get the one behind me!" I shouted through my intercom.
I could tell, based on the 360-degree cameras built into the Arwing, that there was indeed an enemy on my tail. I performed a barrel roll to try to evade him, but it wasn't going away.
"Shoot it, McCallen!"
"I'm on it!" Cole said desperately. I heard a sound behind me that clearly betrayed that the enemy tailing me had been destroyed. Safe in that knowledge, I was able to take the enemies in front of us.
Space junk was everywhere in Sector X, and I frequently found myself making many a barrel roll to avoid crashing into something. This was not a safe place to be.
After passing an army-colored wall, I found more Venomian ships in front of us. They were almost certainly affiliated with the Anglars. Otherwise, I could just say that they were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Yes, it was that simple.
I then got a signal that I was receiving a transmission from the Great Fox. I pressed the communications button, hoping for the best.
"We're about halfway through! Keep up the good work!" Dr. Howler shouted through.
"We are going to get this thing done!" Cole said through his speaker.
I, on the other hand, was less optimistic. There were many things spinning in the zero-gravity environment, and I kept making very tight turns. How much longer could I hold it together?
"Look out!" Cole shouted.
I looked in front of me. There was an enemy that slightly resembled a bee right in front of me. It released circles in red, green, and blue, the three colors of the light spectrum. When playing Star Fox 64 for myself, I had dubbed them as "LSD Bees". Really, if you took drugs, this might be something that you could expect to see. Of course, I had never been one to get high, so...there's that.
In any case, it was difficult to hit the LSD Bees. They moved quickly, and not only that, but they were also fairly small targets. Even so, we were eventually able to get through all of them.
The next thing was the greatest threat by far: a series of Anglar ships.
"We'll need to be careful around these!" I said to Cole.
"Don't worry about it".
We were going to lose this fight if we weren't careful, I could tell that much. Cole shot at one of the ships, and it went down. However, the other ships began shooting as well.
"Do a barrel roll!" Cole yelled.
I tried to, but in doing so I accidentally bumped into Cole. Both of our ships went spiraling out of control, and I was glad that we didn't end up falling all the way down to Titania.
In a last-ditch attempt to win this, I fired a smart bomb. It managed to carve through the ranks pretty well, but it didn't completely eliminate the problem.
Cole shot at the others, which helped to give me a pass through. I could tell that we had now succeeded, based on the transmission that we got next.
"Great job, guys!" Dr. Howler said. "Get back to the ship!"
We managed to land back in the hangar bay of the Great Fox. As soon as I had climbed out of my cockpit, my ship collapsed as if it had been bearing too much weight.
"We can get that fixed" Falco said. "Don't worry about it".
A golden robot came walking in. "THESE TWO ARWINGS ARE READY FOR MAINTENANCE?"
"Yes, ROB 64, they are" Falco said to the robot. ROB 64 went back, carrying the ship like it was a baby. Then, he did the same for the other one.
"I'll see you guys in the dining room" the avian said. "We have a lot of strategy to talk about".
And that is it! This chapter is quite a respectable length, I should think. The crew has defeated the enemies in Sector X, and now we'll see where they are going to be heading next!