"How many weeks has it been since that whole Krystal crap happened, Leon?" Wolf wasn't just unamused this time around; he was flat out pissed. Ever since Fox had beaten the living tar out of him last time, Panther definitely stepped up and stole away his title of team captain, always being in the Com room and talking to any previous Androssian higher-ups and vice-versa with Oikanny. Because of that, Wolf would sneak away to the lowest parts of the station, where the goons slept and ate, since Panther nor Leon ever went down there because...well, what reason would they have? Which is why he did; there would never be a reason, so he could get away with calling up any possible allies in case Panther did something stupid. Especially if it's to take out Fox. That's my job., he thought.

"About 5, why?" The green lizard replied, a slight tenseness present within his body movements and tounge. It had been like that since Panther took control. Probably out of spite when he and I did that to that stupid cat.

"'Cause now I know how long I've wanted to throat punch that bastard."

"You shouldn't talk about Panther like that, Wolf."

"Oh, so what? It's not like he hears me; we're 7 fucking stories below him." Wolf stood up and sighed, "I've got stuff to do. Have fun sucking him off so he knows you're his favorite." He paused for a moment, and began walking away.

"...Dick." Leon mumbled.

...

It had taken him 10 minutes to get down to the Goon decks just to get near to what he called his, "Make-shift Com room." Essentially, it was a old broom closet repurposed as a room where he could talk to anyone about plans to upthrow Panther. It was really tiny for a room; about 8 by 8 feet, and was littered with papers of Com links of old friends and enemies from his path. On the ground, there was an old laptop, which he acquired by doing a few favors for one of the members. There was only one purpose for that laptop, and it was to contact Fox through an E-mail; he would be too embarrassed to ask Fox for help from a live feed. He opened the laptop, thankful it didn't delete his message, it took him forever just to type it.

Hey Fox,

I know we don't get along too well, especially with the whole, "I worked with the guy who killed your dad" thing, but please, hear me out before you delete this. As you may recall, you had beaten the shit out of Panther Caroso, the new guy. Well, as of right now, I'm positive he's planning to destroy the Great Fox and kill everyone on board, including you and Krystal. I personally think he's going too far with the whole ordeal, but he's not listening to me, so I decided to secretly go against him when he does decide to follow through with the plan. Seriously, fuck him. Anyway, It would be helpful to you guys if you have me for support; I've got a quite a few people gathered up as well. If not, take this as a warning. Whatever you do, I'm sure you'll do something smart for once. Get back to me if you wanna come up with more plans.

Possibly see you in Hell,

Wolf O'Donnell

He pressed the send button, and it slowly began uploading it to Fox. "O'Donnell, what the hell do you think you're doing?" Shit.

"What do you want, asshole?" Wolf had looked up to see Panther had been standing in the doorway, a pissed off look to his stupid snout. He looked as if though he hadn't showered in a while, and smelled like it, too. If Wolf bothered asking, he'd probably get the cocky reply of, "It's the smell of success."

"I don't know, but let me ask you something, Wolf. You really think a couple of firewall patches and some anti-virus programs won't get through me or my arsonal of Venomian generals and technicians?"

"The plans are fake. I sent it so that we can make it easier for ourselves."

"You're a terrible fucking liar." Panther said, kicking Wolf in the face, knocking him out cold.

...

"He wants to what now?" The blue avian asked in utter shock.

"He wants us to join him in an ambush for when apparently Panther tries...killing all of us?" Fox questioned himself. It wasn't everyday Wolf O'Donnell, of all people, would ask for help, let alone from his mortal enemy.

"Why would he ever want to kill us? It's you two that pissed him off," Falco said, motioning torwards Krystal as well as Fox, getting a small 'feh' of disgust from both of them, "Going for us is going a bit overboard."

"He wants to take care of all future problems before they happen," Peppy budged in, "Pigma tried doing the same with me and James back when it was us three. His plan was to ambush both of us, but, little to his knowledge, James and I personally planned to split up so that way we'd get to him eventually. Everything after that, well..." the rabbit faded off.

"What do we do?" Krystal asked, "Scanners indicate that Panther has an entire army being assembled as we speak. If we just go over there we'll be dead as soon as we get into Sargasso. If we ignore Wolf's idea to come up with a counter attack, we'll probably just be defenseless, knowing him. If we go ahead with it, it could just be a trap."

"Just read his mind to see if he's lying or not, you're a telepath for a reason." Falco rolled his eyes.

"Mekxohvisboh." Krystal mummered, "Anyway, Fox, what are we gonna do?"

Fox looked around for a moment, then back to the rest of the team. "I'll be right back, guys. I have to go contact someone." He said, kissing Krystal and walking outside the com room.

A/N: Hey, so sorry for not updating at all for a long time. I realized I needed to update something badly, and here it is! I'm just now changing the rating for this just to add more realism to some of the characters. Also, for those of you who don't know, that random mess of letters from Krystal are actually Saurian, I had to dig out my old copy of Adventures just to remember the rules for the spelling and stuff, it's actually kind of hard for me XD. Anyway, peace!