ST: Oh ow my head, why am I … naked? Why am I tied to a chair?

Katt: Heads I win Tales you lose? You think that's funny?

ST: Yes I did?

Katt: Your turn you put out the disclaimer.

ST: And if I refuse?

Katt: Then you will get the worse rat-tail ass whooping you will ever get!

ST as fast as he can say it: The following is a nonprofit fan based adventure. Star Fox, Star Fox 64, Adventure, Assault, and Command are all owned Nintendo and all parties there too. Please support the Official release. There now let me go! *Snap* OW OW OW OW!

Katt: Mess with me and you'll get scratched. No language in this chapter enjoy or else I just might..

*SNAP*

ST: YEEEEEEEOW!

Chapter Three

First friend

Fox and Krystal walked side by side to the interrogation room in silence Krystal didn't want to talk to Fox at the moment and Fox made no sign that wanted to talk to her. But Krystal could feel the churning emotions that Fox was fighting. He still felt upset about Fichina, excitement at talking to Cyrus and confusion as wither or not he should be upset at her for calming Cyrus down enough to talk some sense into him while he had an active charge shot in his hands. When they reached the door, Fox hesitated and sighed.

"How do we want to play this good cop bad cop?, you being the good and me the bad?" He asked, Krystal shook her head.

"I don't think so I think it's best that we try not to scare information out of him besides he really harmless trust me on that; be friendly to him and he'll tell you all he knows."

When they entered Cyrus looked up to see who came in, he smiled warmly reveling even white teeth then stood. "Hello you must be Fox McCloud I'm Cyrus Blaze."

Cyrus held out his hand and Fox accepted.

Well he seems nice. Fox thought as he looked the human over. Cyrus was young and rather good looking with skin that was a light caramel color. He had short brown hair that came to a widows peak. He had silver rimmed glasses that had a goth look to them. All in all not too bad for a first impression.

"Nice to meet you, well shall we get to on to business? First off may I offer my condolences for what has happened and that I will do everything I can to get you to your home but I need your help to make that possible I need you to tell me all that you know." He said professionally but he kept his tone friendly.

"Ask me what you want I have no secrets to hide from you." Cyrus said as he sat back down. Cyrus nodded at Krystal as she walked around him and leaned against the wall behind him.

"Alright then are you really from earth?"

"Yes I am a 100% home-grown, human being, and I'm also an American citizen." Fox looked at Krystal she nodded her head.

"How old are you?"

"Twenty will be twenty-one in a month or two."

"Are you a spy from your home world?"

"No, but I own most seasons of Burn notice. Are you a spy?"

"Uh no I'm not why did you ask that?" The question had caught him completely by surprise.

"Just a clue to the puzzle besides this feels like a polygraph test, not a casual interrogation. I mean come on, just talk to me don't be so stiff." Cyrus said smiling.

Fox looked little surprised but then smiled."Ok then let's try this let's treat this as a conversation if that would help you be at ease."

"It would thanks, so what do you do for a living Fox?"

"I'm a mercenary I do this and that comes my way my team and I are after someone right now for the Cornerian Army. What about you?"

"I'm a bit of a dabbler I'm an author, trouble maker, and librarian. Little brother and big brother to my sibs and kids at library, I put books away, I help people find them and I listen."

"To what exactly?"

"Our patrons. I listen their problems, requests, whatever's on their minds."

"Hmm so how did you end up out here?" Fox asked.

Cyrus looked thoughtful for a moment. "I'm not sure I was sitting in my house relaxing the next I'm standing in the middle of some kind of lab that is falling apart. I jumped to a platform made my way out into the storm on that planet."

"Do you remember anything else?" Krystal asked.

Cyrus thought for a moment, "Not unless sunlight has any thing to do with this. Like I said before I was at home then I'm in a lab, that's all ." He replied a little defensively

Fox looked at Cyrus a little skeptic of the story he had just heard but his instincts told him that he could be trusted, and that he was telling the truth but he felt that Cyrus was holding something back.

"Just one more thing." He tapped the table and showed him a hologram of Andrew, "Do you recognize this ape?"

Cyrus looked at the picture and grabbed it off the table to get a better look. "Yeah he was in the lab heading over to a hatch yelling 'Uncle Andrew' or something like that. Is he the jackass that took me from my home?" He asked.

Fox nodded, "We think so, he's name is Andrew Okionny he's the leader of a band of rebels that have tried to take over The Lylat system in the past. He's wanted for a raid that he made on Zoness among his other crimes." Fox said.

Krystal watched the conversation in silence reading Cyrus's thoughts to see if he was lying or not and while he was being honest she could feel Cyrus's anger and sorrow but there was one emotion that he felt one that he had given up on that made her smile inwardly; he had hope that he could get home.

"Can you really get me back by finding him?" He asked.

"He's the best lead we got and he is the only one that has the tech to get you home but he's on the run right now, so it may take a while, weeks, maybe even months." Fox Replied.

Cyrus looked down at Andrew and nodded, "Is their someplace I can get something to eat? I'm a little hungry." He asked looking up at Fox but Krystal could feel that he was trying very hard not to cry from grief so great that she had to block it out to keep herself from shedding tears. She knew how he felt, when her home and family were destroyed, she felt the same way. At least he still has his and knows where they are and that they are alive but that is small comfort maybe I could help him adjust to life out here.

Fox nodded, "Yeah down the hall to the right third door on your left is the rec-room. Do you want to go alone or would you like some company?" Cyrus shook his head.

"Thank you but no I just want to be alone for a few minutes." Fox nodded then pulled out a basic communicator and Cyrus's cell phone. Fox handed them to him.

"In that case keep this on you call me or Krystal and we'll help you find some sleeping quarters for you. As long as you don't do anything suspicious you'll be our guest on broad our ship. Press the green button and say the name of the person you want to contact and then we'll be able to talk."

Cyrus stood and took the device and looked it over he put the cell phone back in his pocket out of habit.

"Thanks I'll see ya around."Then he left the stared to follow intending to go back to her room but Fox called after her "Krys can I talk to you for a second?"

"Sure Fox." She said Fox turned in his seat to get a better look at her. "Well did we get the truth from him?" He asked.

"Yes we did and all of it was the truth."

"Did you get anything else from him?"

"He's afraid, angry, hopeful, confused, but he feels that we are his best shot at the moment, let's hope we can keep it that way otherwise he's going to get hurt or killed out there on his own." She said,

Fox nodded his head, "I agree that Cyrus needs a place to stay but for how long? If word gets out about him, there could be trouble and I don't think sending him to Corneria is a good idea."

"Why?" She asked pointing her ears forward.

Fox sighed and rubbed his eyes."I spoke with Peppy and he wants him somewhere that he can't escape from with people he can trust." The last few words came out with such a bitter tone that Krystal was able to read between the lines of Peppy's orders.

"He's a prisoner? That is something I'd never thought Peppy would do to someone unless he was dangerous. Why? It makes no sense." Fox stood up and put his hands on her shoulders

"Sweetheart I'm not sure but I think something is wrong back home, something that's got him so worried that he does not trust secure sub-space channels, we're just going to have to trust him. He's never led us wrong in the past." He said doing his best to reassure her but backed away, her eyes filling up with tears.

"Krystal I'm just following orders I don't like it but..."

"No this isn't right he needs our help, not be put under lock and key. He's all alone here and you're just going to turn a blind eye to him!"

She turned and ran out of the room, ignoring Fox's cries for her to come back.

Krystal hid in one of the empty rooms in the hall and cried. She cried for her mother and father, she cried for all she had lost in her past, she cried because she was confused about everything that had happened in the last few hours and as she cried, she prayed to the Allurun, the gods of her people for guidance and understanding. While she was praying, her ear twitched as she heard the notes of a song floated to them, offering relief and comfort in their harmonious tones.

She stood and left the room following the music to the rec room, "Amanda?" she said to herself, "She's not due back for a couple of days."

She entered the room. The rec room was spacious enough with couches, a kitchenette with a small bar, 70" plasma wide-screen TV and gaming system, a radio that look like a jukebox was next to the bar and an electronic piano sat in front of a window on the right wall.

It was this last item that had brought Krystal her here, hoping to see Amanda but it was not, to her surprise, the pink frog who was playing it. It was Cyrus he sat playing an airy, haunting piece that felt like a balm to her irritated and confused mind.

"That's beautiful." Said Krystal as the song ended, Cyrus bolted up from the piano and babbled.

"Krystal hey I uh did I bother you? I'm sorry I'll go."

"No don't I'm sorry for coming in here you said you wanted to be alone. It's just that I thought you were someone else." She explained she crossed her arms and looked at her feet feeling a little embarrassed for intruding, but he did not seem to mind in fact, he looked glad to see her.

There was a pause as neither one of them could think of something to say. Cyrus looked at her as if he was trying to read her thoughts. Something seems to be bothering her, she's been crying too maybe I can cheer her up a bit.

He gave a slight smile then said. "No matter come on you look like you need a someone to talk to." He walked over and took one of her hands and lead her to the bar "What can I get for you?" He asked in a jovial manner.

"A Zoness moon ale, it has a blue label, top shelf in the fridge." She said,

"Want something to eat with that?"

"What would you recommend?"

"Well given the lateness of the hour I would recommend the dream theory buffet." He replied.

"What is that? I've never heard of that before." She asked puzzled.

Cyrus looked at Krystal with mock surprise "You don't know?" She shook her head, "Well help me find some deli meat or lunch meat and I'll tell you about it." He said smiling.

Five minutes later, there was an assortment of breads, meats, and other things to make sandwiches with crowding the counter. Cyrus rubbed his hands and smiled.

"Ok now to quote Bing Crosby, 'I've got a whole theory on what kind of dreams you can get from different kinds of food now if I have ham on rye I dream of a tall, cool, blond the intellectual type. Turkey a brunette, a little on that scatback side but oh sexy sexy.' I've never tried it but now is as good a time as any to try."

Krystal raised an eyebrow intrigued by what she had just heard. "Sounds crazy enough so it just might work could you make you a roast beef on rye with tomatoes for me please?" she asked innocently, drooping her ears for effect. Cyrus made her order and made a ham and roast beef with mustard, pickles and chipotle sauce.

Krystal raised an eyebrow at the sandwich and smiled.

"What are you hoping for with that?"

Cyrus put a finger to his lips. "If I told you it won't come true. Come on let's put our feet up and you can tell me what's bothering you."

In five minutes, the two were sitting on a couch talking and laughing, just getting to know each other. Before too long Krystal told Cyrus all that was bothering her.

It felt a little odd to be talking to a complete stranger about her love life but she didn't really care she just wanted to get rid of this thought. When she was done, Cyrus folded his hands and thought for a few minutes.

"Does Fox know how you feel about his protectiveness?" he asked.

"No I haven't spoken to him about it and I don't want to start a fight over it. The last time we did I left the team and flew with our rival, Star Wolf just out of spite."

"But you came back to Fox in the end, why?"

"Because I love him with all my soul he's never let me down, always kept me safe, been honest with me, and above all returned my love."

"That's why he wants to keep you safe he doesn't have anyone else like you in his life. I mean you and he share the same deep pain, you've had your entire worlds shattered with the deaths of your families. You both took that pain and let it drive your lives until you became the people you are today. You've built a new world together and I don't think he could bear to lose this one like he did the first." As Cyrus spoke, she realized that she had almost forgotten what defined their relationship.

She turned to look at him and smiled. "Who are you?"

"I am Cyrus Blaze, librarian I help find books, I put them away, and I listen."

"Do you do this often with the children at your library?" Krystal Asked.

"No, just for people who have something they need to vent or my friends." Cyrus said as he began to pick up the plates and the two empty bottles of ale then he took the plates to sink and disposed of the bottles Krystal walked over to him and asked.

"Do you humans call any strangers that you just met a friend?"

"No we are not that different from you I assume. I just feel comfortable enough with you to call you friend."

He turned to face Krystal and asked. "How do your people make friends?"

"Well if you are really comfortable with me, may I show you how?"

"Sure if that's what you want." He soon almost wished he said no, almost. Krystal placed her hands on his shoulders and pulled him into a light kiss then pulled away and said.

"Ai`re Menka. I call you friend Cyrus for you have helped me with no thought of reward for yourself and guided me when I was lost."

Cyrus's face was red as a beet, he couldn't believe what had just happened and what made it worse Krystal was laughing at him.

"I'm sorry I don't mean to be rude but it's just I never get used to the look of shock after I do that."

"You did that to all your friends?" Cyrus asked incredulously still blushing.

She nodded. "Yes the ones I remember the best are Katt and Fox. I really am so sorry."

"It's really ok it just took me by surprise, anyway I hope we'll be the best of friends Krystal."

"I think we will Cyrus come on its late and I'm sure you are tired. I'll show you to your room."

They didn't go too far she led him to the room she had used to cry in and bid him good night he did the same and briefly explored his room, the room had living space with couches built in to the walls, a wall separated the master bedroom from the rest of the living space. Then he simply took off his shirt, untied shoes, kicked them off and went to bed.

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