Ground Floor Of The Los Planteria
Yarathal "Harold" Harrison and Kurt Cusa continued spraying bullets all over the ground floor.
Harold shot and killed various security guards, lunging towards the pair.
"Kurt!" Harold exclaimed.
"Yes?" Kurt said, looking annoyed at Harold, holding Krystal's staff in one hand and only one gun, in the other.
"Take it to them, up as far as you can. Kill as many of these people as you can see!" Harold grinned at his partner.
"...Sure." Kurt said rolling his eyes, running in an opposite direction where Harold went.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS! MERRY CHRISTMAS THEY SAY! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Harold yelled.
Harold continued firing his guns, destroying ornaments off Christmas trees, plastered all over the festives.
Front Parking Lot
Preston and Julian overheard the gunfire.
"Well, that doesn't sound good." Preston said, running as fast as he could for his arwing.
"Get in the arwing...Get in the arwing." Julian said running to his arwing, parked right next to Preston.
Backside Of The The Los Planteria
There is a screeching noise, emitting from a car as the vehicle, parks - almost to a halt.
A masked assailant wearing all black approached the set of double doors where Kurt and Harold started the onslaught from.
"HUGH!" The masked assailant gasped as he heard Harold's laughter from inside the stadium.
Screaming is heard as the masked assailant approached further into the building.
"Hopefully, I'm not too late..." He mumbled to himself.
3rd Floor Of The Los Planteria
Jon Artera had managed to get himself as low as the third floor of the building.
"DO YOU KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO DO!? DO YOU KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO DO!?" Jon overhearing Harold's voice in the distance.
Jon Artera turns around to his right and sees Harold Harrison making death threats, to a family of four, huddled in a corner.
"I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I'M GOING TO DO!" Harold yelled.
"HEY! BACK OFF!" Jon exclaimed.
Harold quickly turned around and see Jon Artera point a gun to him.
"Bite me." Harold retorted.
Harold immediately fired his gun.
Jon Astra jumped down to the floor, reciprocating shots to Harold.
Harold did the same, as bullets had just missed him, knocking over various Christmas knick-knacks.
Various gingerbread men up above in the rafters, were sprayed with bullets.
Basement Of The Los Planteria
Angelica Phillips had been helped to a basement area of the stadium, racing down various staircases.
"Ms. Phillips...Come with us, Ms. Phillips. There's a fire exit-" A security guard said to Angelica as Angelica has promptly ignored him.
"I can handle this myself, thank you very much." Angelica said throwing down sunglasses, masking her appearance on the ground.
The security guard grabbed, an even harder onto her.
"GET YOUR CLUTCHES OFF ME! I CAN HANDLE MY WELL BEING ALL ON MY OWN!" Angelica exclaimed.
"ANGELICA PHILLIPS! MS. PHILLIPS!" The second security guard yelled.
Angelica was smaller, agile and faster than any of the three security guards, pleading her to safety.
Angelica Phillips ran through a set of double doors in the area, where she was at.
The security guards continue to persuade her.
4th Floor Of The Los Planteria
Kurt Cusa was swatting various security guards off the higher levels of the balcony.
Twirling in tandem with Krystal's staff in his possession. Knocking them, plunging them down on the floor below.
Kurt overlooks to see Harold Harrison exchanging gunfire with Jon Artera.
"HAROLD!" Kurt exclaimed, overseeing the gunfire on the floor below.
The masked black assailant from earlier, yanked Krystal's staff out of Kurt's hands.
"Don't make me have to use this..." Kurt said, drawing out a pistol threatening the masked assailant with it.
"You won't." The masked man mocked him, gesturing "come get some!" with his right hand.
Kurt fired a bullet.
The masked man lunged out of the way.
The bullet fired a woman in the leg instead.
"Oh, great." Kurt said, irritated that he missed his shot.
The masked man grabbed Krystal's staff out of Kurt's hands in the diversion, knocking Kurt down on his feet for a few seconds.
"Ma'm! Are you okay?" The masked assailant said to her.
"Help me..." The weeping woman cried out in pain.
Kurt turned his back to the pair for a few seconds.
Kurt fired a few bullets at Jon from the floor below.
Jon locks eyes with Kurt, jumping out of the way under a table, hitting a mini-Christmas tree on the table instead.
"STOP!" The masked men ordered to Kurt.
Kurt stares at the now, dropped staff on the floor.
"You know what!? Keep that staff! I have to go help out my friend!" Kurt Cusa yelled to the woman and masked man.
Front Parking Lot
"Things are getting crazy. I say we shouldn't waste any more time out here." Candice said to Stanley.
"Right. Candice? Stacy? I want you to two to go inside. Me and Wrecks will shoot at fleeing pedestrians!" Stanley ordered.
"NO, YOU WON'T!" Preston exclaimed.
Preston Pantoliano fired a few laser blasts at the four.
"Look out!" Candice yelled.
The laser fire damaged several of the arwings, the four originally came in.
"That's it! Wrecks! You're with me! Let's take 'em down!" Static "Stanley" Myers said, running for his aircraft.
"Got you covered." Wrecks nodded in response, doing the same matter.
The boys raced for the arwings themselves.
The girls ran into the front set of double doors of the arena.
The first mission of the game had commenced.
Mission 1: A Trepidious Party (Part 2)
Select between Preston Pantoliano or Julian Zamora in an arwing.
Successfully shoot down Static "Stanley" Myers and Wreckle "Wrecks" Gora.
"Now this isn't exactly something I would expect from someone like you." Preston retorted.
"How, so?" Stanley questioned.
"It's two days before Christmas. Are you boys not getting paid enough for the Holidays?" Julian said, jumping into the conversation.
"How would you know?" Wrecks interrupted.
"Actually, I was being civil." Julian injected himself into the conversation again.
"...Civil?" Stanley pondered.
"Yeah, you guys aren't getting laid with paid, so what gives?" Julian retorted.
"WATCH YOUR MOUTH BOY!" Stanley exclaimed.
"Probably asking Mom for Christmas presents as usual..." Julian replied.
"Enough! It's time for you two boys to go down!" Stanley yelled back.
Laser fire is exchanged between all four.
"Preston! Do a barrel roll!" Julian yelled.
A button command at the bottom of the screen is shown, instructing you to do one.
"I got it!" Preston yelled in response, performing the maneuver.
"Lame quirks like that, won't work here boys." Wrecks said.
"You need better insults." Julian retorted.
"I'll show you a better insult, where you'll be lying flat first on your face!" Wrecks yelled back in a matter of chasing the two boys.
Blaster fire is exchanging between all four.
Laser fire is seen destroying streetlights and glass shattering all over the streets of Corneria.
"Julian, let's try to get as far as we can from here." Preston said to him.
"We can't let you do that, boys!" Stanley exclaimed.
"Oh, where have I heard that one, before?" Preston deadpanned.
The four circle around away from the stadium for a few miles, with Wrecks and Stanley driving them, back to where the stadium was.
"You guys started this fight, here. I want you to end it here." Stanley said.
"Correction. You guys are lunatics attacking innocent bystanders for no reason." Julian retorted.
"Don't mess with me! I'm second in command of The Coyote Pack!" Stanley snapped back in response.
"...The Coyote Pack?" Preston pondered.
"Enough! It's time for you boys to reach your demise!"
Laser fire prolongs and continues with all four boys, continuing to scuffle with each other in the air.
"ARGH!" Wrecks exclaimed.
"I'M NOT DOWN IN THE DUMPS, YET BOYS!" Stanley shouted.
Cutscene
Angelica Phillips races down, staircase after staircase, taking as many as alternative shortcuts as she could.
"You guys don't give up!" Angelica exclaimed.
The four security guards continued chasing her down the staircase.
"Thankfully, I performed here many times. I know my way out of here, unlike you people!" Angelica said, mocking the security guards chasing after her.
"We can't let you go out like this, Ms. Phillips." The closest security guard said to her.
"Yeah, right." Angelica sighed in response.
Suddenly? Gunfire was heard from above.
Angelica saw one of the security guards had been shot, from someone directly above her.
Angelica continued running down to where her car was at.
Gunshots rang out, right behind her.
"Hey Ms. Phillips. I don't think you have anywhere to go." The girlish voice said, mocking her.
Angelica Phillips turned around.
Candice Longmeyer had a gun pointed to her.
"You have nowhere to go. No one to protect you. Or your well-being." Candice retorted.
"...Are you sure about that?" Angelica said, drawing out a pistol.
"The front parking lot is right over there. Your car's right there. And I'm afraid you'll be saved by no one." Candice giggled.
Angelica Phillips had parked in the back. The front of the parking lot where the arwing battle between, the four boys was at.
Laser fire is heard from above.
"...What's that?" Candice said overhearing the skirmish from above.
Angelica roundhouse kicked the gun out of Candice's hand.
"HUGH!" Candice screamed.
Angelica tackled Candice down, as the two pull at each other's hair.
The two continued fighting with Angelina performing a Northern Lights Suplex - a wrestling move on Candice.
Mission Update
Select between Preston or Julian and finish off Stanley and Wrecks - once and for all.
"I've had just about enough of this! It's time to go down where you belong, boys!" Wrecks yelled.
"I've heard that. Time to finish these guys off!" Stanley acknowledged.
"We'll see about that." Julian said.
"Bring it." Preston added.
The four-exchange fire with one another.
Julian managed to clip and destroy the right side of Wrecks's arwing.
"That's it! I got him!" Julian yelled.
"ARGH! I'M NOT GOING OUT LIKE THIS!" Wrecks said thrusting his throttle, back as much as he could for a smooth landing after getting damaged in his Arwing.
"WRECKS! TAKE THIS BOY!" Stanley said, shooting down Julian's ship.
"Julian!" Preston exclaimed.
The four collided and landed, near the front parking lot of the Los Planteria.
Static "Stanley" Myers was the first to crash land, destroying several cars in the process, as he landed.
"UGH!" Stanley said, holding his head in pain.
"OWWW!" Preston cried out, as he landed.
"OWWWW!" Julian yelped out in pain.
"Ugh...KURT! HAROLD! STACY! CANDICE!"
The camera pans out various shots of the four, still around various parts of the stadium.
"I NEED YOU IN THE FRONT PARKING LOT IMMEDIATELY!"
Silence is shared between the four.
Rear Parking Lot Garage
"NOW!" Stanley ordered as Candice toppled and had Angelica down on the ground, gripping her by the throat.
"Hey!" A masculine voice called out.
Candice reached for her gun but, realized it was on the ground.
It was Jon Artera.
Jon raced down the stairs, with a pistol in his hands.
Jon came down the staircase, into the parking garage that Angelica had used earlier.
"Put the gun down!" Jon exclaimed.
By that point, Candice had quickly picked up the gun, that Angelica initially kicked out of her hands.
"Make me!" Candice deadpanned.
Candice fired a shot at Jon - directly in the chest.
Jon was taken down for a few seconds but, got back up on his feet.
"Wh-how are you not wounded!?" Candice said, gawking at Jon.
"Bulletproof vest." Jon said, revealing it to her.
Candice shook her head in disbelief.
"Even on Christmas. I'm always on duty. Like you probably are." Jon retorted.
Candice howled and fired another shot at Jon.
Jon quickly dove for cover, behind another car.
"CANDICE!" A feminine voice called out.
It was Stacy Kleiberg.
"Candice, we have to get out of here."
Candice looked over to Angelica, just now getting back to her feet.
Candice fired another shot.
Angelica dodged the bullet by, jumping over to the side again.
"You missed." Angelica retorted.
"Candice, forget this. We have to get out of here. Stanley wants out, to get out, back in the front." Stacy, who was taller of the two paced her arms to calm down Candice.
Candice doesn't respond.
"Candice! Come on! Let's get out of here! We're worry about this later!" Stacy shouted.
Stacy ran for the front of the parking lot, which was around the corner where they were.
"This little charade isn't over. Next time? You won't get so lucky. At least we ransacked this place." Candice said, pointing the gun at Angelica.
"CANDICE!" Stacy cried out.
"Alright, alright." Candice said, shaking her head, bemused as she followed Stacy.
Front Parking Lot
Julian Zamora staggered out of his crashed arwing.
"Preston...are you okay?" Julian said, the shorter and stockier of the two, helped the skinnier and taller guy out.
"I'm fine...I'll manage." Preston said, as Julian placed his arms around him, helping him up.
"Not for long." Wrecks deadpanned.
Wreckle "Wrecks" Gora shoves Preston, spine first into the crashed arwing.
"PRESTON!" Julian exclaimed.
Static "Stanley" Myers sucker-punched Julian down on the ground.
Stanley began stomping away at Julian on the ground.
Wrecks was a 200-pound plus, football player and out strengthed Preston on the pavement.
"This was too easy." Wrecks laughed.
Stanley was still, kicking at Julian on the ground.
"STAN!" Wrecks uttered.
"I'm literally two feet beside you...what is it?" Stanley said looking annoyed.
Wrecks pulled out a gun.
"Do you want to finish them off?" Wrecks asked.
"Oh my-" Julian said, looking at the gun, being pointed at Preston.
Stanley in the meantime, had clutched Julian up and in his arms.
"Take a look at this." Stanley giggled.
"PRESTON!" Julian cried out.
"No, please no. No, no. No, no, no. Please don't!" Preston exclaimed as Wrecks clocked the gun.
"Should I kill these two little boys, right here?" Wrecks asked with a grin.
Stanley let out a smile but, it immediately turned into a frown.
"STOP!" Stanley said, just as Wrecks was about to fire the weapon.
The bullet had just missed hitting Preston.
"What was that all about!? I could've finished off these little boys, right here! What gives?!" Wrecks heckled in response.
"...No. Let them live." Stanley said, staring at Preston.
"Why!?" Wrecks exclaimed.
"These two puny 86 pound chickens aren't worth it. We killed a lot people, right here tonight anyway." Stanley sighed.
"STAN!" Wrecks rolled his eyed in response.
"They might provide as insight as captives instead." Stantley replied.
"I...Ohhhh..." Wrecks said, his eyes bugging out at the two.
"Get off of me!" Julian said, shaking off the cobwebs out of Stanley's arms.
"Let's capture them and hold them for ransom instead!" Stanley ordered.
"ARGH!" Preston cried out.
Stanley held Preston back up and clutched his left arm.
"Back in my arms. You're not going anywhere!" Wrecks said, grabbing a hold onto to Julian.
"Argh!" Preston said, being held up back on his feet.
"Hey, Preston...when I stare into those, beautiful, baby blue, pretty boy eyes...maybe...just maybe you could a reliable source of ransom." Stanley said.
Suddenly?
A shot of a blue beam was jolted out of nowhere, hitting Stanley in the back.
"ARGH!" Stanley yelped out in pain, on the ground.
"WHAT!?" Wrecks said, turning around to see, the same blue blast knock him, down on his feet.
"Back off." The voice called out.
It was the masked black assailant from earlier.
Preston and Julian scampered back up on their feet.
"H-How did you?!" Stanley said, looking at the staff the masked man had in his hands.
"STAN!" Kurt cried out.
Kurt Cusa and Yarathal "Harold" Harrison had arrived racing to where Stanley and Wrecks were, coming from the left of the stadium.
"HOW DID YOU LET THEM GET YOUR HANDS ON THAT!?" Harold cried out, tugging on Kurt's arm.
"SHUT UP! I DID MY PART OKAY!? I DIDN'T SEE YOU-" Kurt got in Harold's face and Stanley interrupted them.
"Enough!" Stanley ordered to the two to stop the racket.
Candice Longmeyer and Stacy Kleiberg ran up to the four.
"Stan! We did as well as we could here. We should inform the boss about this!" Candice cried out.
"What do you think I'm doing!? I'm trying to multi-task here!" Stanley said, ignoring her, calling on a phone for "The Boss"
"The Boss" who's voice was heard, earlier in episode one, responded.
"Static! Stan! What's going on over there!?" The on-speaker voice cried out.
"Well, we had a little bit of fun here at the Los Planteria but, we failed at executing Miss Angelica Phillips." Stanley said.
"What!?" The boss cried out.
"I'm sorry Boss. We're sorry. We-" Stanley said, trying to put together words for the objective but, didn't know what else to say.
"You know what?! YOU KNOW WHAT!?" The boss yelled.
Stanley doesn't respond as he didn't like making "The Boss" mad.
"You know what...we have more important matters here. Just-" The Boss said, before getting cut off, mid-sentence.
Harold interrupted the conversation.
"BOSS! THEY GOT THEIR HANDS ON THE STAFF! THAT KRYSTAL GIRL'S STAFF!" Harold yelled.
"Enough! Forget the staff! It's not worth it! We have more important business matters to take care of!" The Boss cried out.
"Boss! We could've made money off this! It's well seeked around the Lylat System!" Kurt interrupted the call.
"Kurt! I know a place where we can find "them!" The Boss ordered.
"Them? Are you sure you know where it's at, or it's worthy of our time?" Kurt questioned him.
"Yes, I do Kurt." The Boss sighed in response.
Preston and Julian share looks of puzzled looks with one another.
"Okay, fine." Stanley said.
"Stan! I want you and the rest of the team to meet us at the Wedding Chapel..." The Boss said.
Silence for a few seconds.
"NOW! I'M DONE! I'M DONE WITH YOU! I'M OUT! LET'S GO!" The Boss said, as the phone conversation ended.
"Okay, the Wedding Chapel it is, then." Candice sighed.
"Where is that?" Wrecks asked, puzzled.
"I know exactly where it's at." Stan nodded in response.
"Alright. Come on." Let's get out of here." Kurt said to his team.
"Alright." Harold nodded.
"Lead the way, Stan. Let's go." Kurt said.
"I have the coordinates." Stan replied.
As the six of them parted for their least damaged aircraft?
"HEY!" The masked black assailant yelled.
Candice, Stacy and Kurt turn their backs for a second.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS!" The black masked figured deadpanned.
"Thank you!" Stacy snapped back in response.
"Yeah, and happy holidays to you too!" Kurt retorted.
"And a happy new year!" Candice pointed her finger at the man.
"So unnecessary..." Kurt sighed in response.
The Coyote Pack members - Kurt, Wrecks, Stanley, Candice, Harold and Stacy had all finally fled from the carnage.
Conclusive Cutscene
Preston and Julian were attended to by the masked black assailant.
Angelica Phillips and Jon Artera had stopped to question the whole ordeal with one another.
"Are you boys, okay?" Jon asked.
"They have a quite a few bruises and they're a bit shaken up but, they'll live." The black assailant said, patting Preston on the back.
"Well, you saved us when it mattered. Couldn't have done without you." Preston replied to him.
The masked assailant doesn't respond and instead, stares intently at Krystal's staff.
"That...would be Krystal from the Star Fox's team staff. It's been missing for about three months now." Julian said.
"No, the." The masked assailant retorted.
"We should probably hand it back to them. Come on, man. We know we have to." Julian added.
The masked assailant once again, doesn't respond.
"We do. But if you boys should know, for the benefit for you, you should probably know more about The Coyote Pack." The masked assailant replied.
"I should be let in this. I mean, I have some unfinished business with that man-girl what's her face." Angelica interrupted the proceedings.
"I have to hand it to you...you saved our lives." Julian said offering the masked man, a handshake.
"A friend...?" The masked man said, finally looking at Julian.
"Yeah. My name is Julian Zamora." Julian said, shaking the masked man's hand.
"Yeah. You saved our lives." Preston added.
"...No problem." The masked man said, finally shaking Julian's hand.
"Yeah. There's nothing wrong with what you did. I'm a yearbook editor. I'll document this and remember something like this, for the rest of my life." Preston added.
"You seem to know a lot about this staff. And regardless of it belonging to the Star Fox team...why can't you keep your eyes off it?" Jon asked.
"...You don't get it, do you?" The masked man said.
"Obviously, we don't." Julian retorted.
Julian smacked the hand out of the masked man's hand.
"HEY!" The masked man said, annoyed by Julian's ploy.
"I play basketball. A slapshot like that is common." Julian added.
"Your hands look clammy." Angelica said.
The hands showed a hue of green slimy fingers.
"Please. Sir. You just saved our lives...who are you?" Preston asked.
"Yeah, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Julian added.
"Who are you...?" Jon asked.
"Alright. But promise me, we have to figure out LESS, about how to return this staff and that we need to learn more about "The Coyote Pack" instead." The masked man said.
"That's fine with me, man." Julian nodded in response.
"Do tell...just tell us who you are. We're basically a team here now. And you're our leader. Come on." Angelica said.
"I didn't exactly agree to these terms but, I would like to know you are." Jon added.
"Okay..." The masked man said uncovering himself.
His green tail was exposed.
"Wait a minute..." Jon gawked a look at him.
"I know you!" Angelica said, her eyes beaming a look of shot at the masked man.
"My name is..." The masked man started.
The masked man finally took off his mask.
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"My name is General Scales." General Scales said, removing his whole outfit.
"General Scales!?" Angelica shrieked in response.
"And this isn't the first time, I've worn a black outfit." General Scales replied.
"Wow." Julian replied.
"I like him." Angelica said.
"General Scales. I think I'll get used to him." added.
"Nice to make your acquittance, General Scales." Preston said, walking up to him and shaking his right hand.
General Scales promptly let Preston do so but, pretended like he wasn't there.
"And I think you're going to need my help." Scales replied softly.
General Scales stares at Krystal's staff, now in Julian hands.
General Scales lets out a hefty sigh.
The screen faded to black.