When Krystal came to, she began feeling the most excruciating pain imaginable. She felt a non-stop throbbing pulsating in her head, both her arms and one of her legs felt funny, and, when moving her head, she realized that she had gotten some whiplash. She also realized that, through all the pain, she felt extremely warm; she was in a bed. She sat up, looking around the room; it was a red color, with black outlines of roses. There had been a small drawer with a mirror attached to it, a holo-TV system mounted on the wall across the bed, and an entire shelf with, upon Krystal getting up, slowly limping to it and looking at it's contents, was filled with classical music. Wherever the hell she was, she was in a pretty casual location.
Krystal put her hand on a button to open the door, hesitating. She had no idea what could be out there; the last thing she actually remembered was just being hit by a pretty powerful beam. Maybe this wasn't as bad as she thought. Maybe she had been saved by someone as her ship was floating in the nothingness of space. She pressed the button, the relaxing thought circling her mind, and walked out the door. What had been a calm and collect Krystal had been lost.
Outside the door was an almost destroyed yet dull looking main lobby, and she had immediately realized where she was: the Sargasso Space Station. She remembered looking through one of the windows when she was securing the outside of one of the missions she was assigned to, seeing Fox had done a pretty successful job in destroying the illegal hideout. She looked to her right, a smile showing up on her face; her ship was parked at one of the two entrances. It was in a bit of rough shape, but, with a little bit of luck on her part, she could jump start it, send a message to the Great Fox, and get picked up all without a trace of StarWolf.
She limped down the ramp that led to the first floor of the lobby, then quickly running to her Arwing, the fear of Wolf and the gang still being there filling her mind. She climbed up onto the wing, turning the vehicle on. Great! Everything's going to-. She turned her head, finding the barrel of a blaster meeting her eyes, and a shit-eating grin from a very amused Wolf.
"Can't let ya do that, hon."
...
Fox was storming across the command room of the Great Fox, back and forth, back and forth. After getting hit with the lazer, he thought Falco and Slippy were just gonna leave him there, but it turns out they went out of Star Wolf's radar, and immediately came back when they thought they were gone. He had awoken in the medical room, somehow he had minor injuries; the blast had been strong enough to at least give him a broken bone or two, yet it wasn't the case.
"You alright, Fox?" Slippy peeked in from the doorway. Fox sighed, "I'm fine, Slip." Falco had walked in the room soon after.
"Looks like ya got ya ass handed to ya, ey, Foxie?"
"Shut up, Falco. I'm busy."
"Doin' what?"
"Thinking! I've gotta get Krystal back, especially since I seen Panther hook her ship up to his. He's probably abusing her in every way, shape, and form. Oh, god..."
"Well, calm down, Fox. I'm sure we can find a way to get Star Wolf and-"
"Slippy, what Arwing is the most repaired?"
"Why?"
"What Arwing is the most repaired?", Fox repeated, a sudden impatience coming out.
"Uh, well, that would be Falco's."
"Get it ready in 5 minutes or we're all gonna have major issues."
"Y-Yes, Fox!" Slippy ran out, leaving Falco speechless. Fox never acted THAT commanding before.
"Yo, what makes you think ya can take-"
"Can it, bird-brain, before I launch you in an escape pod with about 30 minutes of air." Fox had pulled Falco closer to him, their eyes meeting; Falco could see a raging fire in the vulpine's eyes. He was really pissed about them having Krystal."
"...Alright." Falco shrugged, Fox throwing him to the ground.
"Oh, Falco, just so you know," Fox looked back at him, "I'm gonna be leaving in...4 minutes and 26 seconds, and like I said, if I'm not gone in or before that time, we're all gonna be shit outta luck."
...
Wolf had made Krystal go to a room that seemed to be a meeting room, along the way, he made general small talk with her. It had been extremely awkward, and in Krystal's case, unwanted. She had the nerve to tell the lupine this; he simply laughed. "Trust me, hon, I don't really feel like doin' this either, but Panther's gone pretty crazy as of recent. I'm surprised he didn't do a Chris Korbine and put a shotgun in his head yet." She had simply shrugged, "Judging by what he listens to, he wouldn't be doing that anytime soon."
Panther had forced Leon to have a gun pointed at her while Wolf tied her up. When she was done, Panther walked in the room, as if he was called down, Wolf just rolling his eyes at how ridiculous the new recruit was being.
"Well, well. If it isn't the lovely Krystal." Panther said, walking around her menacingly.
"Shut up and cut to the chase." She scoffed.
"Ah, feisty. That's how I like 'em." Panther smiled widely, gritting his teeth. "Well, since you just so ask for it, you'll get it. You see, I'm pretty pissed off. Very pissed off is more like it."
"Why?"
"Ah, I believe the answer would be you, my love."
"What the hell did I ever do to you?"
"Well, judging by how damn thick you've become, you clearly don't remember you rejecting me horribly a while ago."
"...That? That's what all this is about? Me not liking you? You're insane!"
"Not insane, oh no," he said, pulling a red rose out from a pocket, "In love."
"Fox is gonna come for me, I hope you know."
"Fox? Oh, no. I shot him with the laser and made sure to drive the rest of Star-Shit out in order to let him spiral out into the abyss of space. He's probably almost out of air by now. Almost. In other words, you're mine now." He looked at Leon and Wolf, "Get out."
"But, what if she-" Leon spoke up.
"Shut up, Leon!" Both Panther and Wolf shouted, the green and grey creatures leaving the semi-crazed Panther alone with Krystal. She began holding back tears at the words Panther had said just a moment ago. You're mine now.
Please be okay, Fox. You've gotta be. You wouldn't leave me with this creep...right?, she thought, Panther beginning to laugh maniacally.
"Now, we're gonna be having a lot of fun, Krystal. You'll get a...acquired liking to it."
A/N: Yay! I actually managed to get to writing this weekend, which is a shock to me! I decided to have Fox all defensive for Krystal, mainly I may or may not be planning for him to be going through a massive blaster spree at Sargasso. Tell me what you think of the story so far, I'm personally liking it myself.