Summary: A Star Fox GTS story.
The Aparoid incident is still fresh in everyone’s minds; Krystal’s in particular. Her abilities as a telepath were very much instrumental in those battles though her brief mind-link with the Aparoid Queen is something that she would just as soon forget. Alas some memories die hard and that soon won't bode well for the Star Fox Team or the Lylat system…
Categories: Adventure,
Gentle,
Violent,
Crush,
Giantess Characters: None
Growth: Giga (1 mi. to 100 mi.)
Shrink: None
Size Roles: None
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 5
Completed: Yes
Word count: 36335
Read: 33695
Published: October 10 2006
Updated: November 05 2006
1. Surprise Evolution by Ex1
2. Within the Mind by Ex1
3. Never Say Never by Ex1
4. Winning a War by Ex1
5. The Sum of All Choices by Ex1
Surprise Evolution by Ex1
Author's Notes:
I started the first chapter out slowly.
Star Fox team is taking a breather. Having just assisted the Katina defense force in repelling an attack from a rebel faction all of them are a bit tired.
That was a breeze. Falco says dismissively. I couldve done that in my sleep!
Easy for you to say, I had more than my share of trouble. Krystal replies.
Dont I know it? The bird chuckles. Help, Ive go an enemy on my tail He squeals in a high-pitched voice.
Stop it!
Fearless leader likes bailing you out though, so I guess youre lucky.
Give it a rest. Slippy says tiredly. Shes new
Youre right, Slip. Everybody cant be the Ace pilot.
The toad smacks his forehead. Whyd the General ever call you that? He shakes his head, exasperated.
Because Im the best, thats why! The Ace replies with a swagger. What would you do without me? He turns to exit. He stumbles and nearly falls. Hey!
Dont break your beak, Ace! Slippy laughs.
Krystal hastily conceals her staff behind her back. Do watch your step! She adds.
Amateurs
The A-1 airman mutters, stalking out.
Anyway, good job team. Fox says to them all. Another mission accomplished.
Yes, indeed. Peppy chimes in. You all do well by the Star Fox name. The leader of Katina also sends his thanks. The large screen in the center of the bridge comes to life as he puts the transmission through. A snake in ceremonial robes is displayed.
Very well done, Ssstar Foxx. The Katina prime minister says. With your help our defense force easily repelled the insssurgent offensive. I look forward to working with you in the future. The screen flickers blue and displays the money acquired. Everyones smile goes down a few watts as the monitor flickers off.
That was less than I thought it would be. Peppy thinks, checking the computer account. We might not have turned a profit this time around.
Ill barely fix Krystals Arwing with that! Slippy realizes. And what about the rest of our aircraft?
Falco comes strolling back in. My babys in tip-top shape, no scratches, nothing! He looks around. Whats with the long faces?
Krystal then voices what everyones thinking. But that wasnt very much money at all
Immediately Falcos face joins the frown brigade. How much are we talking? That job had better have been at least- Slippy bursts out with it and the Aces beak drops open. I cant even re-detail her with that!
And with maintenance to Great Fox and aircraft repairs I dont think anyones doing anything much. Peppy reminds them.
Aircraft repair? Falco looks at Krystal and snorts. Aircraft repair? Whats it take to keep a dime around here?
Falco- Fox is annoyed at Falcos comment.
No, I take that back. It isnt her fault. What kind of mission doesnt cover the costs of you showing up? I knew that snaked cheat us! That low-down, dirty, rotten-
You win some, you lose some. Peppy mentions. What can I say?
Falco looks at the old pilot and contemplates for a second. How about this? He clears his throat. We are in dire need of assissstance. The bird says, mocking the Katina leader. You will be compenssated well for your ssservicess.
Thats enough! Fox exclaims.
So, what are we, a charity? Star Wolfs taking all the decent jobs so what now?
Theyve only got three members! The leader retorts. Get real!
Maybe theres only room for three here, too! The raptor yells back, stalking off. Silence falls over the room. Shortly after that, slip no.2 opens and his ship takes flight.
We could use less overhead, thats for sure. Peppy says to himself, looking at the figures. Gonna have to come up with something soon, too.
Slippy throws his hands up and shakes his head. Never thought Id see the day Id agree with the bird brain. He mumbles.
Slippy? Fox asks. Are you alright?
Back with you in a little bit. Arwings dont fix themselves
The toad sighs. A mechanics work is never done. He walks off.
Fox? Krystal sounds worried. Is he really-
Let him. Hes done it before. Team leader replies derisively. Its his choice. He watches Falco leave through the window.
But I didnt mean to
Ill do better
She finishes weakly.
Dont worry. Peppy says absently. Those two just need some time to cool down. It isnt the first time Fox and Falco have sparked off.
But like this? The telepath still sounds apprehensive. I dont want them arguing about me
Its not your fault. It isnt often they see eye to eye on anything. Falco didnt want to do this job to begin with and it turning out like this an argument was bound to happen. Its the way things are.
So Falco will return? She asks hopefully.
Likely. Theres always the chance hell disappear again but he probably wont. Right now he just needs some space is all.
I cant help but feel like I caused this
You didnt help much today. Krystals face falls. But weve had some pretty serious budget problems brewing for quite some time. Something was going to have to be done regardless of what happened today. Ive got some ideas though so dont worry. Peppy smiles and taps his head. My minds still sharp. The monitor flashes. Looks like weve got another incoming message.
Lets hear it. Fox says, still staring out of the window.
The widescreen flashes to life. Star Fox team, Ive got a job for you.
What do you need, General Pepper? Peppy asks.
The queen of Sauria has requested that you come by and patrol. She wants to be sure that all is still well. She has offered a fair sum in return.
Ill consider it. Fox says, at length. We are still recovering from our engagement on Katina earlier.
I know. But I suggest you get back to me soon. Otherwise, though she requested you in particular, Ill have to send Wolf and his team.
Understood. Fox out. The display goes black.
Fox, I think you should go on and do it. Peppy suggests.
We work as a team. Krystals Arwing is still in need of major repair and Falco is absent.
Come on, its not that serious! Youve got us here in Great Fox if you need something. Im sure all she wants is a foot patrol around her personal territory not a planetary sweep.
No, we wait.
Its not wartime, Fox! Do you want Wolf to net this one, too? The boss shoots him a hard look.
I would like to go visit. Krystal says, offhandedly. It has been a little while since Ive been to Sauria. We could go together, Fox.
Well
It wont take any time at all.
Every little bit helps. Peppy chimes in.
alright. Fox says, reluctantly. Get the General back on the line. Well go.
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On the planets surface Fox and Krystal are just touching down.
Okay, were here. Fox says, opening the cockpit. Not too often I have to use the copilots seat.
You didnt need to
Krystal replies coyly. You couldve made room up front for me.
Err
well
He stammers, climbing out of the ship.
Oh, shh. The telepath hops out of the Arwing gracefully. I was only joking. She gives him a peck on the cheek and smiles. Dont turn so many colors.
Fox, who had the color drain from his face at her suggestion and return full force crimson the following second, shakes his head trying to regain lost composure. Back to the matter at hand! He says as authoritatively as possible. His partner giggles. Lets go see the Queen. He walks away.
Isnt she the other way? His subordinate points out.
The leader checks his compass reluctantly. Right. Over here. He says, turning about. I knew that.
No, you didnt. She giggles again.
How do you know? I was just testing to see if you were paying attention.
Krystal taps her head. I am a telepath you know.
Anyway, down to business, we should go meet with the Earthwalkers. She nods and they begin to walk.
It isnt long before they reach the center of the queens territory. The prince waits for them there, sitting around looking bored. He perks up on their approach.
Hey guys! Whats up? Tricky yells by way of greeting. Long time no see!
Fox nods. We are here on business. Your mother has a request for us
Oh, yeah. The royal heir doesnt sound enthused. She said there had been reports of Sharpclaw in the area. One or two maybe, I dont know.
I am picking up on some strange vibrations around here. Krystal says as an afterthought. It would bear investigation.
Fox rubs his chin, considering whats been said. Okay, lets take care of them then. He draws his blaster and checks to see that its in working order. You alright over there?
Of course. She replies. You know what my staff is capable of.
Id rather you carry a blaster
He reminds her for the umpteenth time.
So?
Team leader shakes his head. Anyway we should split up and cover more ground. I dont think this should be difficult. A couple of stragglers arent real threats but should be taken care of.
Can I go, Fox? Tricky begs. Itll be just like old times.
No, youre too big for this. Those heavy stepsll send em running.
Aww! But its so boring! Come on, please?
No. Itll take too long.
Ill walk real quiet. Nobodyll know Im there. Please?
Alright, but if you cause a ruckus youre going straight home!
Thats nice of you, Fox. Krystal says. Be careful, you two.
Tricky can take care of himself. Hes good to have around sometimes, I admit. But hed better stay quiet.
The young monarch nods. Ill lead the way. Then they set off together.
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At the fork in the path the trio split up. Tricky had an idea of where some of them were so he took Fox down to the left side of a network of caves in the hills. Krystal walked over to the right side confident that her telepathic abilities would alert her to enemies.
You be careful. Fox says again. Were taking the lower area. If they hear us theyll probably retreat your direction toward the caves and higher ground. But they are likely out hunting so we should get the drop on some of them.
Understood. Krystal replies.
Dont hesitate to call for help, either. If I cant weve got Slippy and-
Come on, Fox! Tricky interjects. She gets it! The violet vixen smiles at him.
She needs to know-
Youre worse than my mother, you know that? The person in charge is at a loss for words, mouth agape. Can we go now? He nods and the duo walks off, noisily into the Saurian underbrush.
Krystal then turns her mind to the task at hand. Reaching out with her telepathy she scans the area. Hmm, there are several hostile though patterns in the vicinity. But theres an even stranger vibration over in this direction
She heads for the caves nearby. She ventures deep into the cavern with naught but her staff for light. This is one of those tunnels we cleared of the aparoids
She says, remembering her last trip underground on this planet.
And it was true. The path was littered with remains of the mecha-organic enemies. The entire area remained oddly hushed as she continued on up the way with the strange sensation in her mind growing by the second. She reaches a clearing where several tunnels intersect and the pressure in her head reaches a new high. What is this? Krystal wonders.
But she cant ponder too long. Preoccupied with figuring out the puzzle in her brain several of the enemy has retreated down the trail she had just taken and through the others as well, leaving her surrounded in the semi-dark by Sharpclaw warriors. I shouldve been paying attention
Emboldened by the presence of allies an audacious reptile makes a bid at the female pilot with his axe. A parry and counterstrike by the staff is his reward. Enraged, he calls out to his brethren and they move to attack together. Just as suddenly the light from their lone opponents staff goes out. Surprised and disoriented her foes stop cold, unsure how to proceed.
In that window of opportunity Krystal goes on the offensive. Striking with swift precision she lights the room up and hits one foe with fireballs then lets darkness fall again. Not for long as a second enemy is struck repeatedly in the back and neck, felled by her crippling assault. A t the gleam of the telltale light the third is tripped then disarmed and dealt with by a hard blow to the midsection. The fourth opponent, who is absolutely terrified at this point, backs away. But the flash of her weapon appears right in front of him and he doesnt even have time to gasp as she cracks him between the eyes with the pole hard enough to leave him with more than a concussion. The entire fight had taken less than one minute. Was that all? She scoffs. That wasnt much of a challenge. The vibration in our heroines head has her attention again. She starts searching the room. Debris is everywhere but a certain pile draws her scrutiny. This was one of the aparoid generators
Indeed it is. As one of the taller heaps of garbage in the place it stands out. Just going near it causes the vibration in Krystals skull to increase in pressure. Something about it seemed to almost call to her. This is why she found herself searching through the wreckage of the production device until she found the source of the psychic signal. At the very bottom of the ruined enemy creation machine was a small crystal. It glows a pale blue as she stares down at it. What do we have, here? She picks it up to examine it further.
As soon as Krystal does that she feels a tingle which is immediately followed by the noise increasing in volume so much that it becomes an intelligible voice. Dozens of them, talking all at once like the buzz in a school cafeteria. Pictures accompany the din and dont make any sense, and the memories of the battles with the aparoids come rushing back as well. Fighting the queen while she attempts to swat them down, avoiding the tentacles, trying to destroy the annoying Arwings- What in the world? The telepath yelps, dropping the shard. Thats not right.
Krystal! Fox yells, from a tunnel. Are you alright? He comes bounding in.
I guess you took care of it.
We just saw em come up here. Tricky pants, making a late entrance. They mustve heard us coming so we thought you might be- oh, I guess not. He sees the defeated dinosaurs lying all around. Good going!
Whats wrong? Are you injured? Krystal?
The purple fox seems to be ignoring him. Shes still focused on the stone. Gone is its gleam; it looks just like tinted glass now. Hmm? She picks it up again. This time no voices or strange flashbacks. Nothing happens. I know some-
Krystal! Fox grabs her and shakes her a bit. Can you hear me?
Yes! The lady snaps out of her reverie. You dont need to yell.
What was with that? It was almost like you werent paying attention
Im fine. She insists.
Alright then. He gestures to the room. It looks like mission accomplished. We managed to track down one and with these other four I think thats all of them. Lets head back.
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After giving the Queen Earthwalker a debriefing on mission events and her assurances that she will send the money the three compatriots are headed back to Foxs Arwing. Riding atop their gracious host, he regales them with his version of the mission.
yeah, they were fast! Tricky says for the umpteenth time. I burst through the trees and they took off. Fox went after them but they had a big start on us and split up, too. He cornered one and wham! I slammed right into it. After that we went back to where we lost them. We were on the verge of picking a path when we heard you scream. Fox was off like a shot then and I couldnt keep up! The prince laughs. Got to keep your girl safe, huh Fox?
Thats right-hey! Fox looks uncomfortable. I watch out for all my team members!
So she is your girl? Ooo
That isnt what I meant
Krystal giggles. Thats sweet of you.
Stop that!
You dont have to hide it. Tricky says, matter-of-factly. Everybody already knows.
Everybody? Fox asks in a whisper.
Everybody. The heir to the throne affirms. Me an mom are betting on when you twoll start going out. He smiles. Wanna hear the odds?
No! Fox exclaims. Krystal giggles and wraps her arms around him. Hey!
Shh, you. The lady addresses Tricky. You can tell me.
Ah, I couldnt. He replies. Wouldnt be fair. The dinosaur chuckles. But I already know whats going to happen. They arrive at the lead aircraft. See you two lovebirds later. He winks before waltzing off much to Foxs irritation and Krystals amusement.
I still dont see why you get a copilots seat and a cargo hold
Krystal says pensively. What if I wanted one?
Youd pay it in leg room like I do. The squadron head replies, hopping in the pilots seat. Ow, almost every single time I do that I hit my knee on the control panel. Geez
Well, I guess there is that. She clambers in. It is awfully cramped back here. She admits.
Thats technology at work. Thank Slippy. Fox replies, wryly. Readying takeoff sequence
The Arwing lifts off without much ceremony. The pair is pressed back into the seats as the ship accelerates to gain enough velocity to escape the atmosphere. Once free of the planets pull, they float for an instant as artificial gravity activates.
Hey Fox, is something wrong? A voice crackles over the radio.
No, Im not seeing anything
The leader replies. Why?
Is something the matter, Slippy? Krystal queries, butting in.
Your ship seems sluggish. Its strange
Ive got a passenger! Fox chides the mechanic. Thatll slow me down!
No, its something else
let me check
The aviator thinks a moment. I think the G-Diffuser is off; it snapped my head back hard leaving Sauria just now.
How many times do I have to tell you guys that your diffusers are fine? Slippy sounds exasperated. It looks like theres more weight on the ship. The balance isnt right.
On what side?
Its heavier towards the rear for some reason
Am I putting on weight? Krystal asks, mock shocked. Its my butt isnt it?
No, thats not what I meant
its just distribution- She giggles, cutting the toad off.
Thats probably my pack. Fox concludes. Tricky had my field visor and some other things Id left so I brought it all back with me. Probably all broken now, busted G-Diffuser
Its your own fault if all that stuff slammed into the side of the hold! The diffuser can only do so much! If you and Mr. Ace didnt fly like maniacs
maybe everything wouldnt go flying every time you hit the boost!
Its made to stop that from happening!
Ugh! The line goes dead.
Ive never had any problems with the G-Diffuser
The passenger mentions after a moment. Plus the screen says youre going pretty fast
I dont want to hear it!
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Back on Great Fox after an energetic debate about equipment function Fox, Slippy, and Krystal are all headed toward the bridge.
but Ive never had one complaint out of Peppy when he flew with us! The amphibian continues.
Thats beside the point. Fox says flatly.
Never mind. I did what I could. What more could you expect?
They enter the bridge area. Peppy is at the computer calculating something. Falco is leaning on the bay window at the far end of the room.
Everything went smoothly. Fox says to his advisor. Except the ride back
The mechanic shoots him a mean look and he chuckles in spite of it.
Good to hear that. Peppy replies. With no expenses, this mission will be a windfall for us.
Falco! Krystal calls. Youre back!
He got back not too long before you two.
Hey there, doll. The Ace says flatly, looking down. Fox.
Falco. Team leader replies.
Ive been thinking
Yeah?
I said some things I shouldnt have. I owe you and the lady an apology.
Well I shouldnt have made you go with us if you didnt want to. Fox confesses. Shouldnt even have taken that Katina mission
not without 100% approval from everybody.
Got that right.
So I owe you an apology, too. There is silence for a few seconds.
So, were even? Falco says, finally looking up.
Looks like it, buddy.
Whatd I tell you? Peppy says enthusiastically. He always comes back.
Well, I have to admit you did have me worried
Krystal says, relieved. I thought youd left for good
Eh, there isnt that much money elsewhere
The bird replies disdainfully. Plus, you guys need me here. He looks up at her. What would you do without me?
Slippy opens his mouth to reply but his words are lost as the main screen comes to life. Peppy puts the transmission through on reflex and the technician is drowned out.
Well done Star Fox! General Pepper begins. Queen Earthwalker is quite impressed with the speed of your service as am I. I believe she has included a tip for your promptness as well. Keep up the good work. Their superior blinks off and the total appears on the screen.
You two did pretty well down there. Falco says. Maybe we should split up more often. He retires to his quarters.
Thisll definitely help make up for earlier. Peppy concludes mentally. There might be something to what Falco said
Thats alright for a days work. Plus the ships are all 100%. Good way to end the day. Slippy thinks, going to bed.
That was nice of her. Krystal states. But isnt it a bit much?
You decide. Fox replies. You earned it since you dealt with most of the enemies. Dont you think your effort was worth it?
I guess youre right. She smiles and leaves for her room. See you tomorrow.
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In Krystals quarters the violet vixen is getting ready for bed.
Two missions in one day
She sighs. Im really tired. She hangs up her equipment and changes into nightclothes. That first mission was difficult; I dont have that much experience flying against those kinds of odds, which Falco was kind enough to point out. I have to ask for help pretty often still but he didnt have to be so mean about it. But that other mission was a breeze so that makes up for it. Im getting better at this too so pretty soon I wont need so much help. Practice makes perfect. She hops into bed and closes her eyes. Ah
You will bring my family back together. Says a voice.
What? Krystals eyes snap open, scanning the darkness. Nothing is there. That was odd. She closes her eyes again.
You will bring my family back together. It says again.
You
Krystal mumbles, trying to pinpoint the voices source. Get out! She yells, waking herself. But she is alone in the room, as before. Standing, she grabs her staff to make certain of it. Checking her bathroom and closet yields no intruder so she sweeps the area with her mind. It leads back to her clothes rack and her bodysuit. In its pocket the stone from earlier is glowing again.
She reaches for it and plans to fling it into the disintegrator, as it is far too annoying to keep around but upon touching it is transfixed by a voice and cant help feeling a sense of impending dread.
Listen to me
No! Krystal exclaims.
Listen to me.
I wont!
Gather my family. The voice continues.
You cant make me!
So that we may become one
Not a chance!
and I can live again.
Never!
Heed my voice and those of my children.
Krystals amazingly clever rebuttal is overridden as the one voice is joined by many. Even within her own mind she cannot hear herself. Shut-
Gather my family.
find us
call us
Stop th-
So that we may become one.
gather us
empower us
Please-
And I may live again.
lead us
become us
Aaiiiee-
To take my revenge.
The lurid mental trap disappears as the stone is knocked from Krystals hand by Fox, where it shatters on the floor. She falls forward, still in shock and her would-be savior supports her as she collapses on him with her eyes closed.
Krystal! Fox yells. Are you alright? Speak to me!
What happened here? Falco asks, arriving late with blaster drawn.
Whats with all the noise? Slippy demands, rubbing his eyes. Some people are trying to- is she okay? The toad asks, changing his tone on a second look.
I dont know. Fox replies worriedly. I dont know. I wake up because I hear her screaming and shes standing here, holding that
He gestures at the floor toward the broken rock.
and it was glowing so I thought it was burning her so I knock it away. Now, shes out
He shakes her. I cant wake her.
This? Slippy picks up a fragment.
Careful!
Doesnt look like much. The mechanic examines it. Ill take it to the lab and see what it is. He leaves.
Okay
Falco holsters his weapon. Well, Im going back to bed. He retires back to his room.
Fox lays Krystal on her bed. Youre heavier than I thought
He notes, pulling the covers over her. He shakes his head. Sleep well, I guess.
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The next morning finds Krystal with a monster headache. Awakening slowly, rubbing her forehead she doesnt open her eyes just yet.
What happened? She mumbles, groggily. My head feels like somethings rattling inside it
A presence grabs her attention. Good morning, Fox.
Hmm? Team leader looks up from the floor.
morning.
Im curious. What are you doing here? The telepath sounds mildly amused, rolling over to look down at him. This is my room if you arent sure which one yours is.
Ah
dont you remember?
Remember what?
Last night. You were screaming and
I dont know. He stands up. I was hoping youd tell me.
I dont know what you are talking about.
Ill try to explain. See-
Dont. She commands, stares intently at him a moment.
Hmm? Fox queries. But
Then he feels a warm sensation behind his eyes. Oh
right.
Krystal looks shocked after her brief foray into his mind. I dont recall any of that
Are you hurt? The boss sounds anxious. Do you feel okay?
I have a headache but thats all. She replies unsteadily sitting up.
You dont recall anything?
I got up to check on something
She thinks a moment then shakes her head.
then its black after that.
I watched over you while you were asleep. I didnt know what to do.
Thank you for that. Krystal smiles gently. It means a lot.
Fox shrugs sheepishly. It was the least I could do. He turns to leave and remembers something. Would you like to take today off?
Id rather not.
Ill try not to work you too hard, then. He leaves.
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Later that morning everyone is gathered on the bridge. After assessing mission options everyone has something to say.
First off, Im not doing the Fichina mission. Falco says bluntly. That weather machine malfunctions every other day and that place is too rough on Arwings when it isnt working.
Youre fast on your feet. Fox counters. Youd get done in no time. With me behind you thered be no problem.
If I cant fly its a no go, flat out. Plus the blizzard only gets worse the longer its left alone? No sir, thats too much down time.
Slippy, youll do this with me, right? The team leader sounds desperate.
No dice. The engineer replies. Id rather finish that lab work than go get frozen.
Youll be fine! Dress for the weather!
No. Im cold-blooded. He shakes his head. Me and blizzards dont mix.
Ill do it. Krystal volunteers.
There goes taking it easy for the day. Fox sighs. Are you sure youre up to this?
Of course.
Watch the temperature. Slippy advises. Your personal climate control fieldsll handle most of it but be careful. Youll have to get out of the wind occasionally so you dont overwork them. The last thing you want is for them to quit and you freeze solid.
Right Fox replies. Anything else?
Youll probably get dropped in. Peppy mentions. So check your jet packs before you go. They nod and go to fetch their equipment for the mission.
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In the bay of Great Fox everyone is making last minute mission preparations.
Falco will drop you two off. Peppy explains. Hell fly you two as close as he can before you have to jump. When you repair the weather machine hell come back and pick you up.
Now, if youre done, maybe we could get on with this? The ace says impatiently. Hop on so we can get this done.
Without a word Fox and Krystal climb on the Arwing and prepare to wingride. The pilot takes off abruptly, heading off into the storm. A few minutes later the pair is deposited in the snow. After getting up, theyre off.
Weve got a long way to go to the heart of this. Fox notes, looking at his map.
He dropped us off at the edge of the disturbance. Krystal replies. Any closer and he risked going down.
Team leader nods and they begin the trek. Deeper and deeper snow piles up before them as they walk against the wind. The epicenter of the blizzard remains a spot on the horizon as trudging through the drifts becomes more and more difficult. Progress slows increasingly, all the way up until Fox slips and falls in one of the snow banks face first.
Brrr
His teeth begin to chatter. Before he can get up the ice around him melts and hes in a warm puddle. ...cold...
Are you alright? Krystal inquires, with her glowing red staff close by.
Fox brushes himself off and nods. Ill let you slide with bringing that over a blaster on a mission this time.
Krystal giggles. Youre welcome.
But even with the magical heat of her staff it is blistering cold and fearless leader manages to catch a chill from his slip up in the powder snow. Between that and fatigue is beginning to take its toll. Soon the duo decides its time for a quick break and duck into a cave to escape the gusting sub-zero winds.
I cant imagine why I brought this stick with me
The telepath mentions as her staff warms up the cavern. This old thing is barely usable.
You win already. Fox says, exasperated. I admit it, the staff beats a blaster.
Really?
But its all about preference. He tries his communicator. Slippy, do you read? How far away are we from the target? He waits a few seconds. Nothing, our communicators wont reach through the storm.
You do know which way to go, right?
Yeah, but I dont know how much further.
That doesnt matter; well make it if you dont take another tumble
Krystal smiles. You arent still sopping wet are you? She asks in all seriousness.
No, Im about as warm and dry as Im going to get. Fox checks the time and looks outside. Ready to go? She nods and they are off again.
Now its even tougher going. In addition to the searing cold it is now blinding as they are walking against the wind. Gale force gusts threaten to lift them from their feet with every step. The meager warmth of Krystals magic does little against the element of the winter planet. Still onward they trudge.
Another couple of hours should put us at the installation. Fox speculates. If not, well have to camp- His train of thought is derailed as he takes flight. His trip isnt long as his landing is just as abrupt. His partner impacts him directly afterward, hindering his attempts to stand. Youre definitely too heavy to be landing on me... He concludes, winded.
Are you making fun of me? Krystal says, trying to make light of the situation. Im not that heavy!
Right... Fox ties a rope around their waists as a safety precaution. But I might as well make use of a good anchor
His traveling companion frowns at him before getting back up.
They plod on another half hour before taking a second rest in another cavern. Thankful to be out of the wind they almost collapse on the ground within the grotto.
I thought wed make better time than this. Fox thinks. This isnt good.
Im a bit tired. Krystal says. How are you holding up?
Aside from our time, Im fine. Fox replies. Just a bit cold. Turn up the heat, would you?
The telepath sighs. Im running out. She shakes her head. Im almost drained. Plus, this cave is too big to heat with just this thing.
Oh. Never mind. Fox checks his belt. Is this thing working? Suddenly, Im freezing!
Hmm? Krystal is uneasy. Is what working?
The climate thing! Its supposed to stop the cold, right? But Im starting to feel like a popsicle!
You did fall and get water in it as I do recall
And you fell on it, dont forget! Fox adds. Big butt
Hey! My butt is not big!
He shrugs. I cant help it. You sat on my lap and squashed the thing flat. What can I say?
Krystal smiles wryly. Yes, I did. She concedes. For that, Im sorry. She sits down next to him and wraps her arms around him.
Now is not the time for that
Im trying to share my forcefield. She replies, patiently. It still works. Or would you rather I not?
Oh. Fox is silent. Thanks.
Youre welcome. She giggles.
What now?
If you werent half frostbitten this would be romantic, dont you think?
Fox opens his mouth then shuts it again. Though he is very cold his pulse still quickens a bit and it isnt the frigid air turning his face red. Ah
I thought so. She pecks him on the cheek.
Fox takes another look at his watch. Hmm
we should wait a while.
Whys that?
The windll die down some after the sunsets in a couple of hours. Not much but itll be enough to walk through. He sets his alarm. Unless you mind
.
No, I dont. Id prefer to keep my feet on the ground. And with that they take another brief break, huddled together for warmth.
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On Great Fox everyone is doing something different. Falco is down in the hanger detailing his Arwing, again. While Slippy is in the lab examining that strange rock leaving Peppy to mind the bridge.
Havent heard from Fox yet
The mission coordinator checks the locator system. Looks like theyve made some progress though. No need to worry. He flips off the map program. Thats not the problem. I doubt were going to get much for this mission either. Were going to have to find a way to make more money. He leans back. Ive got to think.
The central area is silent as the old hare gets to thinking. But as is the way of fate, a breakthrough is always just out of reach. Because whenever there is peace and quiet someone has to call and mess it up. The sound of the communicator nearly startles the advisor from his chair.
Dagnabit! I almost had it! Peppy looks annoyed. Whos this calling? He wonders, putting the transmission through.
Ah, just who I wanted to speak to. Pepper says. Ive got a question for you.
If its about that mission, they arent done quite yet. Peppy says. Ill let you know when though.
The general looks puzzled a second. I wasnt referring to that. I have a proposition for you.
Oh. How can I help?
I think your battle expertise can benefit the Cornerian Army and quite possibly the entire Lylat system.
Id love to help but its a tad late for me to join the army isnt it? I retired a couple years ago if you remember.
No, I dont want you as a soldier. More like an advisor. I cant think of anyone whos flown as long as you have. Anything you dont know about battle probably isnt worth knowing.
I dont know about all that
Peppy says modestly.
but Ive flown since the beginning Arwings.
Exactly! Thats what I need, an experienced fighter. Youd be perfect as my tactician!
Im not so sure. The retiree sounds uncertain. Ive got a lot to do here, yet.
Youd only be a consultant, part time if need be. Itd be a worthy venture to consider, what do you say?
We could use the money
The veteran considers. No doubt about that but still
Well? Pepper asks expectantly.
Ill have to talk it over with my team.
Get back to me when you decide. The offers still open. The screen goes blank.
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Inside the cave Krystal is having a nightmare.
It is time. The voice says. For the transformation to begin.
What are you talking about? Krystal is clueless. Transformation?
For us to become one.
I will not bend to your will! She is indignant. Ever!
You will merge with me and lead my family. The voice doesnt seem phased by her misgivings.
You are sadly mistaken; leave me alone!
You want a family and that is one thing I can give. Youll never be alone again.
The telepath is speechless. The loss of her family on Cerinia is still a deep wound.
My family will be yours. All you must do is crush what I hate most then nothing will stop us from being together.
The purple psychic is still reeling somewhat from the memory of her tragedy. What? She asks in a wavering voice. The voice makes no reply and images of her friends flash before her. That is answer enough. No!
You will. The process begins now. Your mind and body will unite with my soul and you will be queen. Star Fox must be destroyed.
Krystal wants to debate the issue but it feels like shes being ripped in half. Something is pulling tight against her and the pain is excruciating. She awakens from her slumber in real agony and cries out.
Fox, ever alert, springs back out of her arms in a hasty backflip and draws his blaster. Searching for enemies and finding none he looks back at his partner in distress. Since shes straining at the safety line linking them he snaps it with a shot. Wait a second
He says slowly. I get the feeling I missed something
Krystal is now able to stop bawling and open her eyes. Immediately she startles herself and recoils back, hitting her head on the cave wall. Ow
She rubs her cranium and chances another glance. Theres something wrong here. She says with her voice reverberating through the tunnel. She looks up at the much nearer ceiling. Im certain, now.
I was just thinking the same thing. Fox takes another look around before addressing her again. Im taking any kind of excuses at this point. He looks all the way up at her face. And be sure to cover this part.
Author's Notes:
Where most of the gentle material lies is in this chapter.
In the lab on Great Fox, the mechanic has just finished the diagnostic tests on the crystal pieces.
Okay, finished. Slippy looks at the monitor. What have we got here? On the screen is pages of data. Fox knows Im no lab tech. He starts reading. Maybe I shouldve got Dads help on this
The Arwing specialist examines the screen closely. It takes him a few minutes to conclude the purpose of the material but he is relatively sure after analysis.
Strange stuff. Slippy says to himself. It gives off energy and almost reads like its alive. Wonder where she got this?
The resident technology expert runs the composition through a database of known substances. Watching it check against the criteria for more than a million things the toad is intrigued.
Whatever it is, it isnt common. He shakes his head, tiredly. But that means the searchll take forever. Leaving the powerful mainframe to its work Slippy goes to take a break.
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Back in the cave Fox has just finished listening to Krystals explanation of the situation. Now hes in a state of disbelief.
So, youre telling me that youre
turning into something? Fox starts.
Not just anything, the Aparoid Queen! Krystal says imperatively, causing her listener to cover his ears. Sorry
She quiets down some.
Which is long dead? The tan fox continues.
Im telling you shes here and she wants to take over! Shes inside my mind
I dont know what to do.
And now youre going to become her and try to take over the Lylat system? All from touching that little rock? Fox looks like he wants to laugh but just cannot. After all, its not funny.
Krystal does not have a reply to that. She looks irritated and snorts. You dont believe me?
No, it isnt that. The boss replies quickly. I mean, it is unbelievable and all but what am I supposed to say? Its a lot to dump on a guy at one time.
Oh
Now, back to something a little more pressing
Im freezing! Fox bursts out as a gust billows into the cave.
Let me help with that. Krystal says, scooping up the team leader in both hands and embracing him. Better?
Fox, reflexively kicking air as hes hoisted, doesnt reply at first. Nevertheless, as he touches her warm skin and the forcefield comes around him he sighs. Yeah, thanks.
Krystal giggles. Ooh, youre like a fuzzy ice cube. Thats no good.
Just dont let go and Ill be fine. Her passenger mumbles.
How are we going to finish the mission? With you tied to me?
That isnt a bad idea
So now you want me to carry you? The telepath seems amused.
Unless you plan on fixing that climate thing you broke. The way I see it, you kinda have to carry me since its your fault.
She smirks at his declaration. Well, you dont weigh that much now. I suppose I could help
youll have to hang on though.
Fox wraps his arms around Krystals neck, not an easy task given the new size of his partner and hangs on tight. As she stands up, he swings a bit from side to side like an oversized pendant until she presses a hand to his back to steady him. Even though he feels amply supported, he cant help but check his altimeter after taking a glance down.
Whoa! Im over twenty feet up! He realizes. Ill just
He tightens his grip on her collar area. Cant be too careful
I wont let you fall. The telepath giggles again. So you dont have to choke me
She steps out into the storm with one arm around Fox and her midsection and starts walking.
Sure beats a cockpit chair any day of the week. Fox thinks, pressed into her pillowy chest. This is what comfort is... He exhales into the warm, violet skin of her neck. Yeah
Is that so? Krystal says, seemingly out of nowhere. Well, I would like you to know that comfort costs.
Huh? Team leader is confused a second. Hey, dont pry!
I wasnt trying to. I guess my powers may have increased a bit.
Oh, okay.
But, as long as were on the subject, Im asking for more of the profits this time. Since Im doing all the work of course.
I see
Its only fair. You get carried while I stumble through the storm. The more I do the more I deserve, right?
She catches on quick. Fox thinks. And me with no bargaining chips. This makes things more difficult.
Quite true. Krystal says with a smile. Im a fast learner.
But-hey!
Sorry. I dont mean to
The telepath is immediately contrite. I know its rude.
Its not that bad. He replies. Just startling. Im not used to that.
Its hard to tell if youre thinking or saying things now. She admits. I guess you dont mind.
I dont mi- never mind. Fox clams up.
She giggles. I cant help it.
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On Great Fox in Arwing Slip no. 2, one pilot is re-detailing his ship. Again.
Okay, lets get started. Falco climbs up the ladder. Now that I could actually afford some decent paint for a change Ill make you beautiful.
The Ace starts working and all you can hear is the sound of a paintbrush. Its like this for a while.
I dont know if we need four pilots on at the same time. Falco says to himself. Too many allies are liabilities, like with the Katina Defense Force and Bills team. He used to have waay too many people.
He dips the brush back into the paint and stops to think. He almost forgets he is busy doing on a ladder something before starting again.
Wolf flies with only three members now and they get things done. And well, though I wouldnt tell him that. But he dropped Pigma because he wasnt trustworthy and the worst pilot to boot. Who would we drop on this team?
He climbs down to the floor and changes paintbrushes and colors. Now he brandishes a blue brush for trim work before climbing the ladder again.
Its Foxs team and Im the Ace so that leaves Slippy and Krystal. Slips our mechanic but hes an all right pilot now. Krystals new and not so good yet but she needs time. It wouldnt be fair to drop the lady yet even though shes a serious drag in the field sometimes.
The bird takes painstaking care around the Star Fox Team emblem and pauses. Hes in deep thought.
Whether I like it or not, shes one of us. Some missions we dont need four pilots but theres no reason to have only three mission ready members. Its where our strength is.
Hey! Somebody yells into the hanger. Falco, you down there?
Yeah; what do you want, Slippy?
If you keep coating her with paint shell start slowing up on you! The mechanic laughs.
You need somethin? The A-1 aviator insists.
Peppys got an announcement. Slippy explains. When Fox and Krystal report back hell tell us.
Knowing them, thatll be awhile.
Yeah, just thought youd wanna know. The toad exits.
Back to what I was doing
The masterpiece creation continues.
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On Fichina its slow progress. Faster than before but slow, nonetheless.
Man, is that snow deep. Fox considers. I cant imagine foundering through that. Id be in past my knees.
And falling in it if my memory serves me right. Krystal replies aloud as a reminder shes still listening in on his thoughts. Its not much past my ankles so I suppose youre in luck.
Were making better time than I thought. Fox says, ignoring her comment. Well be in sight of the weather installation pretty soon.
The sooner we get there, the sooner were done here. Krystal affirms. Not too long now.
Which is good because Im-
-getting cold? The telepath finishes. I dont suppose Slippys ingenious device was made for this much area. Its probably giving out. She wraps her other arm around her passenger. I cant have you freezing though.
Fox, now firmly imprinted into the warm chest of his caretaker, says nothing. Hes content not to be numb from the sub-zero cold. Thank goodness for something. He thinks. The wind-chill may be something else but I think its worth it this time
Krystal smirks, poking around in his head. I guess he likes it. She notes to herself. And why not? For work in a blizzard conditions couldnt be better. Travel on the softest cushions and warmest place on the planet according to him. Call me the veritable lap of luxury. She sighs. Enjoy it while it lasts.
The target comes into view. Krystal steps up her pace, eager to get out of the snowstorm. But the sentry bots and guard systems make themselves known. Nothing is ever simple on a mission.
Fox, hold on tight! Krystal calls out, casting a barrier spell. Weve got company!
Understood! Fox replies, instantly alert. He puts a vice grip around her neck as she turns a sideways somersault and draws her staff.
Krystal knocks out the cannons mounted on the building with a couple of quick shots. The more mobile enemies take a bit more time to pick off but its happening. With only two more to go she whirls to face them staff at the ready only for Fox to sway with her motion and be caught by a gust of wind and flung free of her.
Wha-oh! The airborne fox yells. Aaaaahhh- But his death cry is cut short as hes stopped mid-flight. The dangling safety line around his waist found a second use and pulls tight around him to yank him back to Krystal.
Hes badly winded from the sudden aerial maneuver and wind-chill factor has bested him again and he blacks out with no fanfare.
Always getting into trouble
Krystal says to her unconscious friend, dropping her weapon. He curls into a ball at her touch as she wraps her hands around him and ducks down to avoid more attacks. This is no good
Reinforcements are not shy about advancing on her position and her shield charm is failing. I have to do something or youll
Coming to a conclusion as her protective screen comes down the telepath takes advantage of the increased décolletage of her attire and places the commanding officer down her suit front between her breasts. Its a perfect fit, leaving him snugly wedged against her midsection. Ooo, youre positively frigid already. She thinks fretfully. I had better hurry this up.
That realization spurs her to action and ground bound enemies are hit with the force of a Quake attack from her reclaimed staff. The rest are treated to an impromptu fireworks show of flame shots as she brings them down.
Now that the hard parts all done all I have to do is get inside. Krystal moves to one of the square buildings doors. Im way too tall to walk in there. If I remember right I should be able to get in the top
She climbs atop the roof.
but its sealed with a forcefield to keep the snow out. Darn it!
The towering vixen clambers back down clumsily. Checking her surroundings again reveals nothing new. She doesnt see another way.
Ill have to crawl inside. Krystal says, making her mind up. I dont know if I can but I dont have much time. She looks down at Fox, nestled in her now sizable cleavage. I know he cant last much longer out here. Ill have to try. She gets down on her hands and knees awkwardly. Im glad theres no one around to see this.
Now, bent down as low as she can get the oversize team member tries to squeeze inside the facility. What follows is a trick that any illusionist could appreciate facilitated by a mixture of finesse and force.
Alright, Ill just slide through. Krystal gets her head and shoulders in with no problem. Now, forward. Oh! She gasps as easing ahead compresses her chest between her arms. Fox! She thinks frantically. But I have to get through! She moves onward, praying she isnt crushing or suffocating him. He seems alright. The telepath decides with a quick mind scan of her occupant. Hes dreaming.
The corridor offers its share of resistance but yields as she makes her way through. Deep indentations are made by her hands and knees as she moves on. Fichina can bill me. She thinks sarcastically as her behind pushes up the ceiling every step of the way. Knocking the flimsy, at current, door aside she bursts into the control room with a gasp. It was too narrow to breathe in there! Warping the former access gate to fit back in its threshold she sits up and decides to check up on her partner. Conveniently enough he decides to wake up at this point though.
Where am I? Fox wonders hazily, amusing his savior. What happened? I dreamt I was squeezed between-never mind. He tries to clear his mind and remember.
Should I tell him now or let him figure it out? Krystal ruminates, juggling alternatives. Ill just wait. She decides, not speaking. Itll be more fun.
Krystal! Fox calls. But the sound reverberates off his mysterious prison very closely. Its somewhere tightly enclosed, I dont think she can hear me. He realizes.
Actually she had heard. It was all she could do to keep from laughing and giving herself away listening to his muffled voice through her outfit. Hed never guess
Her unintentional tabs on his thoughts verify her suspicions as he appears to remain confused.
I know I passed out during the storm. Fox recalls. Now, its all warm and comfortable. Did I land in intensive care? How long have I been out?
Its not quite expert medical attention but Im glad youre comfortable. That is worth her smile spreading a bit wider. I wonder if youll be so relaxed when you find out. She contemplates idly with an impish grin.
Why is it so dark in here? I cant figure anything out with no light. And now its hot in here too; can somebody open a window? Anybody?
Krystals bottom lip starts to quiver in anticipation and she bites it reflexively. An outburst now would completely ruin the surprise. She reminds herself. I want to see the look on his face. Itll be priceless.
Im going to stifle in here, who turned the heat up so high? Fox demands. Im getting out of here.
Sitting perfectly stationary the vixen can hardly contain herself by now. It is bizarre anguish to keep still as Fox tries to escape the confines of her battle uniform. Each pinch that serves as a hand hold causes her a sharp intake of breath while each tickle that serves as a foot hold threatens to get her into a laughing fit. Covering her mouth with one hand and holding her glowing staff with the other she watches his progress.
What the heck is this? It shouldnt be this hard to get out of bed. What the heck am I wrapped in? Fox starts to worry. Is it a body cast? Its way too tight on me. He gets head and shoulders into open air. Why is it purple?
Krystal giggles. Because its not a body cast. Its me.
What? Fox looks up at her face. But- He looks down around him. This is- She nods. I-I- He starts to stammer.
Well, I thought you were going to die of hypothermia out there. His comrade says by way of explanation. I didnt have much choice or time. But I can say I thought you would just die of embarrassment once you found out. So if you must
She smiles playfully. I really am quite sorry. She chortles softly.
I was here
this whole time? Fox asks, turning pale.
Yes, it was quite entertaining. Krystal replies. I do suppose I had little to worry about. You were actually quite hot if what you said was to be believed.
You heard what I said?
Every word. I assumed that I met your requirements for first class travel here on Fichina. You may disembark at your leisure. Krystal says in her best flight attendant impression. Thank you for traveling with Telepath Transportation Services. She gives him an award winning smile.
Fox looks around again and hes still engulfed up to his armpits betwixt her breasts and uniform. Pressing down on the pliable, soft skin goes nowhere and makes her giggle while just attempting heightens his discomfiture to a point where the roar of blood rushing in his ears is near deafening. I- He reaches a hand upward, hopefully.
Krystal shakes her head. Go on; you got this far. Shes grinning from ear to ear now. You can do it.
Completely taken aback, Fox is stunned. Having fully expected to be hoisted from his predicament he is not prepared to extricate himself. Once again realizing his location he is tempted to take her up on her offer and expire on the spot due to the sheer mortification. But, taking initiative, he decides to finish what he started. Grasping the neckline of the battle garment and kicking with his feet he is able to propel himself over the now exaggerated V cut and into the waiting hands below.
Once again thank you for your patronage and choosing the Telepath Transportation Service. We hope you will choose us in the future.
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On Great Fox everyone is gathered on the bridge.
We havent heard from Fox and Krystal yet. Peppy says. I wonder if somethings wrong.
Whats taking them so long? Slippy adds. This isnt normal. It doesnt take that much time.
It does if youre playing kissy face the whole way. Falco says with a grin. I bet thats what it is.
Slippy looks sidelong at the star aviator while the retired rabbit shrugs. The room isnt quiet for long, though. Theyve got a transmission.
Its from Fichina! Peppy says, putting it through.
Fox here. The screen clicks on and hisses some, the reception isnt the best. Weve made it to the weather control installation.
Good! Peppy replies. Any problems to report?
Um
there were several. Fox replies unsteadily, looking off-screen. Ive got something important to tell you, also.
Which is? Falco asks.
Its best said in person, believe me.
What kind of problems did you have? Slippy inquires. Everything work okay?
No. Those personal climate control things stopped working. Plus my radio wouldnt work.
With the snow and wind at record highs the signal from your communicator wouldnt get through. The engineer concurs. Its little better than a transistor radio wave frequency. What I want to know is how you got through the storm if your climate control devices stopped working. The both of you should be ice sculptures by now.
Krystal
was able to help me. Fox replies, looking off-screen again.
Where is she, by the way? Peppy asks. Is she alright?
Well, she seems to be. The leader replies slowly gazing at that spot off camera again. Say something and let the rest of the team know youre alright.
Im doing fine. Krystal says. Just dont feel like walking over to the communicator right now is all.
Thats good to hear. The old hare says, relieved. I was worried.
Right
and one more thing guys. Fox adds as an afterthought.
Whats that, boss?
When you come down to get us bring down Great Fox could you?
What? Why? Slippy is immediately suspicious.
Because I think its required at this point. The leader replies staring off camera. Definitely.
You know that takes a while, right Fox? Peppy reminds him. Are you sure?
Yeah, Im positive. Trust me on this.
If you insist, well land the ship when the storm clears.
Affirmative. Fox out.
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Back down on the ice planet Fox has just ended the transmission.
I guess theyll bring down Great Fox when were done here. He says. Youre a tad tall for an Arwing dont you think?
Perhaps. Krystal concurs. There probably isnt enough head room anymore. A shame.
Yeah. Looking around Fox notes the damaged door. How did you get in here? He asks, giving it some thought. Theres no way you couldve
Oh, there is. I thought the same thing until I did it.
Youre kidding. You fitting through there is blatantly impossible.
You can go look if you like. Krystal laughs softly. I did a little renovation. Everyone needs equal access here, dont you agree?
Fox waltzes on over and squeezes between the makeshift sheet of steel functioning as a door. After a good, long look (which lingers on the terribly misshapen ceiling) he comes to one conclusion. Thatll cost a fortune.
Im sure. Krystal nods.
Its your fault you know. The leader tells her. Trying to finagle your bubble butt in here, you should know better. He chuckles. There are some places it just cant go.
The voluptuous vixen grins back. I did manage to get it in here though. I guess I can take this place off that list.
How am I going to explain this to the Fichina counsel?
Ill handle that, dont you worry. Krystal replies. You just figure out how to fix the computer.
Right. Fox starts trying to input commands into the console. But the systems locked me out. I know Ive got the correct clearance codes. Ill have to reboot the thing all over again. He retrieves the boot disk from his pocket.
No, dont
A faint voice says.
Stop. Krystal commands.
I know it takes a while to reinitialize but its got to be done. The sooner I do it the sooner itll be back to working right. Fox reminds. Its all I can do.
Theres something else at work here. The telepath insists.
What are you talking about?
Krystal pays him no further heed and walks across the room to the main terminal. Lightly pushing Fox aside, who is completely clueless, she removes an access panel to the machine and reaches inside with a hand the size of a cookie sheet. It was you, wasnt it? She whispers, withdrawing her hand. A small aparoid is perched atop it.
An aparoid! Fox exclaims, drawing his blaster. Krystal that things dangerous! Put it down! His command falls on deaf ears though.
Yes. The weak voice replies. I am lucky you can hear me. I shall alert the others. We shall come for you, my Queen.
Drop the aparoid!
What? Krystal is surprised. Im not-hey! The mechanical insect explodes as Fox hits it with a charge shot. She glares at him angrily.
It was just an aparoid
Fox looks uncomfortable all of the sudden.
Hes right, what do I have to be angry about? The telepath remembers. What came over me? Unless
Ill just run the system re-launch now, if thats okay with you. The boss says slowly. The sooner it starts, the sooner its done.
You shouldnt have to, anymore. Krystal states. That aparoid was the reason you were locked out. It was logged on and giving faulty commands. Try it again.
Okay
Fox doesnt seem to buy it but doesnt want to bother her so he tries anyway. The system comes up with him giving commands as normal. In seconds the storm dies out. You were right. How did you know?
What am I supposed to say? Krystal wonders idly. It told me? I couldnt understand aparoids this well before, what am I becoming?
You know the answer to that.
No! You get out of my mind!
Only a matter of time, now
Krystal! Fox yells. Can you hear me?
Huh? Yes, Fox. She replies, shaking her head to clear it.
Like you zoned out for a moment there
do you remember how you figured that out?
just a feeling I had. Krystal shrugs noncommittally. It may have been luck.
Oh. It was a good call though. You just saved us a lot of time. Fox sits down. Now, we wait.
This gives them both some needed time to think. The days events are more than a little unusual.
Its like I dont know myself anymore. Krystal ponders. Is it really going to take over me? I dont want- cant let that happen but how can I stop it? For an instant I actually wanted to destroy Fox. How can that be? She pauses for a moment and considers it. It cant be.
Fox is on a similar wavelength, worrying about his teammate. Krystals been really distant. Somethings always on her mind. Being a telepath must be really hard. He contemplates. If its about what she told me before then I dont know. I dont know how to stop her, reverse it and I refuse to hurt her. He looks up at his massive female friend. Shes too pretty to hurt anyway. I like her way too much to do that. He shakes his head. I just dont have the heart. So I guess well have to wait and see. He sighs. Now if I could only think of an excuse for her to hold me again
Hands encircle his midsection before he completes the thought.
?
You dont need an excuse for that. Krystal whispers, picking him up. Ill do it anytime you want. She hugs him tight. As long as you like, I promise. She punctuates her last statement with a kiss to the top of his head.
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On Great Fox the entire crew has just landed the massive vessel.
We brought her down just like he asked. Peppy says. I wonder what for, though.
Ive got a lot of questions for him myself. Slippy mentions. Just wait until he gets here.
Um, no. Falco says decisively. Im asking now. Might as well, since were here. He activates his headset. Falco to Fox, come in. He pauses. Why did we have to land this thing, again? He listens for a couple of seconds. Alright, but this had better be good. He disconnects.
What did he say? Peppy asks.
Whats the big idea? Slippy demands. There had better be a good reason I had to go through all the trouble of landing this thing.
He didnt exactly say. Falco replies. He just said come outside.
Donning equipment appropriate to the weather the rest of the team disembarks from their home vessel. Fox meets them out in the snow.
Well, we landed her like you wanted. Peppy says. Mind telling us why?
Ah
Fox begins.
This should be good. Falco chuckles.
Ive got to hear this one. Slippy agrees.
Team leader sighs.
just follow me. He heads back inside the building. His team proceeds after him warily.
Whats all this about? The Ace asks, keeping pace.
Youll see. The squadron leader walks into the control room.
Oh really? The raptor is close behind. Youre right, I do understand.
I certainly dont hear a lot of commotion. Peppy calls, walking at a leisurely pace. Was landing and coming down here necessary? He walks in. Well, thats something you dont see every day.
An understatement if I ever heard one. Falco affirms. Ill admit it was worth the trouble.
Ill be the judge of that! Slippy yells, having lagged pretty far behind over layering himself with winter clothes. Whatever youre talking about had better merit me landing Great Fox, finding my winter coat, and walking all the way here wearing all this. He pants. In the cold, no less.
Trust me, Slip. It is. The bird shakes his head. I cant believe this.
Believe what? The mechanic finally arrives. I dont see- hachi machi! His amphibian eyeballs nearly fall off his head.
Krystal smiles shyly down at them from her sitting position against the wall. Hello to you too, Slippy.
The sound of her voice triggers the moment of initial shock. The mouths of the parties present drop open in synch and brains start processing. Their captain just waits, having already been through it. Best explained in person, as I said before. He thinks to himself.
Cant call you doll anymore, thats for sure. Falco thinks.
This sure does trump my announcement. Peppy chuckles inwardly.
I shall not doubt Fox again. Slippy reflects in awe.
Krystal continues smiling. Their thoughts actually were a bit funny to her. She was on the verge of replying when hit with another wave of cognition from her companions. The telepath decides to stop and wait her turn.
She probably wont be flying anymore. Falco considers.
How are we supposed to support her? Peppy wonders.
Where will she sleep? Slippy queries of himself.
The psychics grin fades a bit. We can find a way, right? She thinks hopefully. But now she has doubts. Pragmatism has done its work. She is less than happy.
Fox picks up on her apprehension immediately. Krystal- But his words are no match for the speed of the mind.
Which isnt a bad thing really. Falco concludes. Definitely dead weight a lot of the time anyway.
The whole operation wont last too much longer like this. The old hare closes his eyes and shakes his head silently.
Theres no way well be able to find accommodations for her! There isnt a place shell fit and be comfortable! Slippy exclaims in his head. Shell ruin everything!
You have a place with my family. Theyll take care of you.
-are you alright? Fox finishes.
No! Krystal interjects.
Whats wrong?
Just leave! All of you! She stands and gestures toward the exit. I dont want to hear anymore!
But we didnt say anything
Peppy says slowly.
Out! The room shudders with the force of her shout as she stares down at them, more than a bit miffed.
If thats what you want, doll. Falco says, backing away. You dont have to tell me twice. Everyone else files out behind him.
You, stay. She calls to Fox, who was last in the procession.
He stops. Im here for you.
I know.
What happened? Fox asks, turning around.
It was their thoughts. They were so mean
I cant help it. Krystal almost wants to cry. They-
Shh. Its okay. He is fast by her side. Calm down. He strokes her consolingly.
How will I eat? Where? I cant even help-
Dont worry. Itll be okay. Fox says softly. Suddenly hes yanked from the floor.
Really? But how? The enormous flustered girl persists, constricting her confidant.
Ill take care of it. I promise. His fur becomes wet with her tears. I wont let anything happen to you.
You dont know what that means to me right now. She squeezes him tight. I-
Hush. Fox commands kindly. Ill take care of everything. He says again, gasping a bit as her embrace becomes tighter than comfort allows. Its okay.
So for a while he consoles her. All the way up to when his outfit is soaked through with salt water and shes done sobbing. Most of it is done in silence as she pops in and out of his mind sporadically. She explores it through and through unintentionally. The link between them so deep that for the time being there was no need for words and his presence alone was enough to ground her. They were content to remain that way until it was time to depart.
True to his word, Fox took care of it. He made space in the bottom hold below the Arwing hangars that would serve as a temporary place to sleep. He arranged for a visit to Corneria the very next day for food and drink as well as appointments with the best medical professionals in the Lylat system. After accomplishing all this he has one more thing to do and thats explain it all to her.
Krystal, Ive got good news. Fox calls, entering her provisional quarters. I called in a few favors and- A familiar tingling occurs between his ears. -I wanted to tell you myself. He finishes with a wry half-smile.
The telepath smiles wanly back at him, leaning on a wall of the storage area, and shrugs. Im sorry. But I so love good news. She sighs. I cant thank you enough for all of this.
You dont have to. A captains duty is to his crew.
Still
Never mind it. He looks around. Making yourself at home? He says, noting the arrangement of things. He had brought down all the extra bed setting and pillows he could find and they were neatly arranged in the center of the room. Several heavy boxes of parts had been moved as well to make more space and her staff was leaning against the doorway glowing warmly and giving the place a more personal look. Good job.
I may as well, right?
The boss nods and looks at his watch. Youd better rest up. Youve got a lot to do tomorrow so youll be up early. He says curtly.
Yes, sir. Krystal replies softly. Good night, Fox. She stretches out on her makeshift bed composed of all the extra linen on Great Fox and closes her eyes.
Good night.
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On the bridge the remainder of Star Fox is assembled.
Tomorrow we make the trip to Corneria. Fox says. Anyone have any remarks?
So, youll let me off there? Peppy asks. I decided to take a job as tactician for the General. I talked it over with these two earlier and they think they can manage without me for a little bit. Is it alright with you?
Fox contemplates a moment. Well if youre up to it then go. We could use the extra money. He looks around. Anything else?
Well
Slippy begins slowly.
How did the lab results go on the pieces of that rock? Fox interrupts. Thats been bothering me.
I still dont have a match to its composition, the tests are inconclusive. The technician replies. But I had a question
Okay. What is it?
I was wondering
The toad hedges.
never mind. Its not-
What Slippy over there wants to know is what you are doing about the doll in the hold. Falco says without preamble. Im curious too; is she staying, going, what?
Tomorrow, we go get her something to eat and visit some specialists. The leader replies. Were getting to the bottom of this.
Thats all well and good but how much is this gonna cost? Shes probably got a healthy appetite and doctors aint cheap.
No, they are not. Fox turns to his advisor. Peppy, lets take a look at the numbers you ran.
After we called everybody we knew we found some experts who would take this job. The hare starts. Since weve done favors for them in the past theyll give us both food and service at a discount. The video screen pops on. The first row is projected medical costs and the second is for food. The last line is totals of the first two with tax added in.
The last line is what were looking to pay? Falco asks, just to be sure.
Yep.
The expert flyboy looks at the screen and figures. He starts counting on his digits then stops. This is at a discount?
Yes.
Im not seeing it.
I dont think we have that kind of money to spare. Slippy adds. We dont make that much
Yes, we do. Fox insists. We just have to try.
Not unless you plan on selling her Arwing for this! The bird screeches. You must be nuts!
Thats exactly the kind of attitude we dont need. Pipe down. Fox commands.
You cant be serious! These numbers are for one day? You didnt make that much saving Sauria!
Keep it down. She doesnt need all this negativity.
Doesnt need? What doesnt she need? Shes needs every penny anybodys got around here and doesnt want to hear it? Thats rich!
Be quiet!
Id have to sell my copyright to the Landmaster tank for that kind of cash
Slippy mumbles.
and I could still be short.
Shes one of us!
We could buy an actual pilot for this kind of money!
Falco
Fox seethes.
Oh, Im sorry, did I offend you? Falco asks in a proper falsetto voice. Is Krystal listening? Are her feelings hurt? Well I can think what I damn well please! The Ace turns to leave. Now, if youll excuse me, I have to go see if I can sell my extra cans of paint for something to contribute to the cause. He storms out.
What am I supposed to do? Nothing?! Fox demands.
I dont know. But one option is way cheaper than the other. Slippy says, shaking his head. Beakheads got one thing right; were in deep. He leaves.
Well just have to see how it pans out tomorrow. Peppy states. Stay positive, Fox.
Right. He sighs. Ill do what I can. They both depart for their quarters.
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Below the hangar Krystal is quite upset. She was privy to the entirety of the loud exchange on the bridge thanks to her increased powers and is in tears again.
Its that expensive? The vixen is taken aback. Maybe Falcos right; I should just quit so they could get a real pilot in here thats not such a burden
She wipes her eyes. Even Peppy and Slippy dont know what to do; only Fox thinks Im worth keeping around. He always sticks up for me
but even he was surprised at what it all came to.
The lights go dim, leaving Krystal in the semi darkness. She lies down on the crude excuse for a bed and continues thinking morosely.
Fox didnt find out until Peppy told him. The telepath realizes. He must not have wanted me to know when he came to tell me. He even tried to keep Falco quiet so I wouldnt worry
but he cant protect me from everything. She sighs. And hes trying so hard too. I dont feel worth the trouble. She closes her eyes. Some way something has to happen tomorrow
She mumbles, falling asleep with the staff fading out. Soon enough shes dreaming.
Now Krystal is on Sauria, sitting on a hill watching a sunset. Fox is beside her, holding one of her fingers. Ive been meaning to make him do this
She thinks to herself. We hardly spend any time alone together.
Her would-be boyfriend is just sitting there. He looks like hes got something to say but doesnt speak. Krystal has to resist probing his mind even though curiosity is really badgering her and its quite difficult. Though one thing she can pick up on without prying is that hes happy to be there with her. He squeezes her hand and she can almost actually feel his grip tighten.
Hes so shy. It doesnt take much to embarrass him. She considers. Especially when its just the two of us. I wont push him. She decides, not picking him up though the urge has made itself known.
It looks like Fox has gathered his resolve. He turns to her and their eyes meet. This time shes sure hes going to say something. He closes his eyes and sighs. Krystal
She gazes all the more intently down at him. I-what in the world?
From out of nowhere comes an aparoid. It scampers about behind Fox and comes right at her. Then another comes from out of the sky. It drops down nearby. Followed by two more that come from behind her and stand. In no time at all the entire place is teeming with them.
? Krystal is puzzled. Before she can question it the scenery changes. What
Aparoids! Fox yells, drawing his blaster.
weve come for you
follow us
Sound the alarm! Fox bellows into his communicator. Were under attack! He starts firing on the enemies.
Fox! Whats the big deal? Comes over his headset. Im trying to sleep! Falco says grumpily.
Weve been infiltrated! I need help!
Krystal simply watches it all unfold. Soon Slippy, Falco, and Peppy are all on the scene. She gazes down at them with a strange sense of detachment. What is all this? This dream doesnt make sense
She thinks to herself. Those voices
its all for you
well save you
Slippy! Where are the weapons? Fox shouts.
The armorys locked! The mechanic yelps. Weve been hacked, I cant open it!
What kind of crap is that? Falco demands. We cant win this with just blasters!
There cant be this many left! Peppy claims. Even if we didnt take care of them all! Howd they get in here?
It doesnt matter; weve got to get them out of here! The leader replies. Now!
Thats Fox for you, strong no matter what. Krystal thinks absently, delving into his thoughts.
Whatever they came for theyre not getting it. I dont care- Krystal stand back!
The telepath steps back a couple paces, she had wandered towards the combat by mistake. Though it didnt seem important since neither side seemed interested in attacking her. I cant even help them now
True enough the place wasnt really tall enough to stand in, much less wield her staff. Im useless. She concludes, watching the heated battle at her feet.
we adore you
Krystal, get down would you? The Ace requests. I cant shoot through ya! She nods and crouches but his thoughts arent lost on her. Such a drag, just like always. The bird notes to himself. Like a darn anchor. Holding me back, in my way
we admire you
Weve got to regroup! Slippy interjects. Move towards me so we can stand together! She nods dumbly and approaches. His apprehension at her movement in his direction is apparent and she peruses his brain as well. We might not be able to win this. If we knew what they wanted we could surrender it if it wasnt too vital
The toad cogitates.
They want me
The purple fox reflects. Maybe I should give up
youre everything to us
Slippy, go blow down the armory door with these mines! Peppy commands, once they huddle. Its our only chance! While inside his mind hes already considered the likely endings. If this doesnt work were done for. Were not going to last
theres too many of them.
I dont want them to get hurt because of me
Krystal thinks, sadly. They cant win. The battles pitch reaches a new high and her allies are pushed even further back. Shelter is starting to minimize from the intense firefight and their barrier devices are failing. It has to stop.
we need you
I should just go.
we need you
They need me
Krystal! Fox yells, seeing her step over them all toward the enemy. Krystal, wait!
Its okay. Youll be here when I wake up, right? The enormous girl asks.
Stop! Dont you see? You are awake!
Krystal pays ignores him and climbs up into the hangar via a brand new entrance she just had the pleasure of making with her bare hands. If it will end this, Ill do it. She walks over to her slip. A large, pod shaped craft is there behind her Arwing. It opens on her approach.
come with us
Krystal, dont go! Fox screams flying through the hole in the floor with his jet pack. Please! He runs toward her.
Dont worry; its for the best
She says, holding him back with one hand while boarding the ship. His thoughts drift towards her as the hatch closes.
Nononononononono
Its better this way
The craft takes off and the dream fades away.
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In the morning on the bridge of Great Fox Star Fox is gathered.
So, tell me again what happened last night? Falco asks. Im missing something.
I went down to check on Krystal in the hold. I thought she was crying so I went. I sat with her a while and held her hand-
Ooo, isnt that sweet?
Shut your beak. Slippy interrupts.
-until the aparoids came. I saw one and sounded the alarm. By the time Id raised you all the place had already been overrun.
When I got there I saw that wed been hacked. Slippy says. The armory was locked and I couldnt open it and the Arwing slips were locked. Only Krystals was open and I couldnt close it back. Thats how they got in.
By the time we started fighting wed already almost lost. Peppy adds. When I sent Slippy for the weapons I was about sure it wouldnt make a difference.
When I finally blew the armory door they had gone. Slippy mentions. A waste of a good door.
Krystal went with them. She climbed into the hanger and left in a strange ship they had docked there. Fox concludes. There was nothing I could do.
There was nothing anybody coulda did. Falco reminds. Was it me or was she acting kind of strange? All parties nod. Thought it was just me.
They mustve wanted her. Slippy deduces. She was their objective; when they got her they pulled back.
Wonder why that was? Peppy muses. Must need her for something.
Ill bet its tied to dollfaces growth spurt. Falco assumes.
Fox sighs. Youre all right. Ive got something else to tell you that you should know. And we may be too late
Author's Notes:
Sorry it took a while...I forgot to update. This is where a pivotal change takes place in the tale here.
Chapter 3: Never Say Never
Meanwhile, in her personal one passenger pod, Krystal is waking up.
That was a strange dream
She says to herself. Ugh, it was so- where is everyone? The telepath mentally sweeps the area then opens her eyes. Where am I? Its almost like
oh no
what have I done?
You have decided to become one with me.
No, I would never
Krystal shudders with revulsion.
A good choice; my family will care for you well.
Impossible
However, the surrounding aparoid thought patterns do not lie. The passing stars through the dome of her ship clearly illustrate travel of great speed also. Unless that dream
A pivotal point of progress. Soon, there will be no turning back
wasnt simply a dream.
We will go back to where it began to find the last pieces. Then you will be able to take the final step.
No
Krystal moans as the ship continues into the blackness.
***
On Great Fox, the leader of the team has explained the stakes. The gravity of the situation has sunk in and the entire crew is more than a bit surprised.
so dollface is gonna go mega mecha bug queen on us? Falco queries. This just gets better and better.
That explains what was happening to her. Slippy confirms. The results on that rock were that it was a piece of the Aparoid Queen used to power one of those generators. Between all the close combat with the aparoids and her extended telepathic link with the queen in the missions before I guess there was something left of that consciousness inside her mind. Enough to have some pretty serious side effects when brought into contact with that stone.
It took a while but its trying to absorb and control her like it did me. Peppy remembers. Like back on the Aparoid Homeworld.
But we destroyed the queen already. So with no body to be in she needs a vessel. Fox finishes. And she picked Krystal.
So what are we supposed to do? Falco asks. Because I wont
He shakes his head. Shes one of us.
Fox nods. Yeah. Well, I dont know what to do. Thats it. This isnt any ordinary enemy so Im stumped.
Ill call Dad. Slippy volunteers. Hes the aparoid expert.
If anybody knows, itd be Beltino. Peppy agrees. Since Im going down to Corneria Ill tell the General. You all keep me informed about what goes on around here, okay?
Right. Fox replies. Keep out of trouble. The old hare nods and walks off to the hanger.
So, what now? The Ace wonders. Where do we start if we dont know where she is?
Ive already tried her headset tracer and attempts at transmission. Slippy lists. The ship shes in doesnt come up on radar and didnt leave a trail to pursue because it jumped to hyperspace after that. I cant even run a trajectory map to follow her because the instruments went wacky when they boarded us. So I guess we wait.
Maybe not. Fox says slowly. I have an idea. I think shes on Sauria.
Based on what? Falco is suspicious. Are you psychic too?
No, but last night right before the battle
The leader trails off. You wouldnt understand.
Understand what? You might as well take a dart and throw it at a map of the system! Why dont we just go where it lands?
We dont have anything else to go on. Slippy reiterates. Do you have any ideas? He asks, putting the bird on the spot.
No
Rob, set a course for Sauria. The boss commands.
It doesnt make sense! Now were on a wild goose chase?
I hope not. Fox sighs.
You dont know! Falco restates. She could be anywhere in the whole galaxy, you dont know!
Weve got a transmission! Slippy interjects. Its from Sauria!
Put it through.
The screen pops on. The crown prince of the Earthwalkers is displayed. Fox, are you there?
Youve reached Star Fox Team. Falco replies, grinning in spite of the situation. Can we help you?
You guys have got to come quick! Krystal is here and shes huge! Shes tearing the hills apart looking for something. Aparoids are here too! Mom told me to call you guys as quick as possible.
Were on the way, Tricky. Fox replies. Just hold tight. Well be there, soon.
Okay and hurry up! The screen goes blank.
Step on it, Rob.
***
On Dinosaur Planet Krystal is ransacking the countryside looking for more debris. Most of the natives have retreated by this time, leaving her and her minions to their search.
I cant stop myself. The violet vixen laments. Im not in control!
I am, and soon Ill have the galaxy.
Why are you making me do this?
Because only you can support my life. For it to be perfect, I need my children all around me. They give me power.
The generators! Krystal realizes. Youll duplicate them and create an army!
All I need are the pieces to one and I will take everything else I want.
I wont-
You do not have a choice.
Krystal sees the truth in that, a passenger in her own body. She has all but lost hope until she feels a familiar presence nearby. Fox wont let you!
He will be taken care of in due time as well. His efforts will prove futile.
Krystal, stop! Fox calls, confronting her and blocking her path. We can help you!
You cannot. The queen replies with Krystals voice. You are too late.
No, its not! Let us help; we can fix it! We just need time!
You cannot. She repeats monotone. There is nothing you can do. I am what I am. The exceedingly statuesque lady continues in her search.
You shouldnt do this. Ill
have to stop you if you wont of your own will.
Will you stop me? The possessed titaness laughs. You cannot. She stands to her full twenty-five foot height. Id like to see you try.
I will if I have to
Fox advances, blaster drawn.
No, you wont. Even if you could, you would not. You can no more harm this body than destroy a comrade.
You dont know that.
I do. Her powers are mine and I can see into your mind as one may a window, little man.
!
Your blaster is set to stun and your little friends are hidden close by ready to assist but even you doubt youll bring me down. Yet you still possess the foolish hope.
Ive got to. Fox takes a deep breath.
Then you will be destroyed.
Krystal is appalled at the ease the words slipped off her traitorous tongue. I, but-why cant I stop it? She screams to herself as the queen starts to attack her best friend. But Fox is wily and he jumps over the first sweeping staff strike and counters with some blaster shots. They hit her arms and shoulders, leaving slight singe marks on her lilac colored skin. I cant
Youll need more than that. The queen taunts, unfazed. And you know it.
Slippy, can I get a hand? Fox yells over his headset.
Affirmative, Fox. The mechanic replies, unenthused from the cockpit of a Landmaster.
Come on, you know the plan! Team leader implores. Work with me!
The toad sighs. Here we go. He charges the beam cannon on the tank. I hope youre right
He fires on that which would be Krystal.
Clever, Fox. The queen says, putting up the staff force shield. Now that youre in here with me what now?
He does not reply and avoids being kicked by her shuffling feet while implementing the next part of his plan. Aiming high, he shoots for her eyes and face. This blinds his enormous adversary for an instant as her eyes close and she loses concentration. The shield comes down. Falco, your turn!
Alright, but youre really too close
The top pilot hedges as he makes a pass overhead in his Arwing.
Do it now!
youve got it. Falco releases a bomb nearby and the blast causes a large flash and a lot of noise and shrapnel. This is some plan. He thinks, looking at the dust cloud below.
In all the smoke and din Fox makes his move. One full-charge stun blast should do it. He thinks, carefully circling his immense quarry. All I have to do is land it at close enough range
He tightens his radius around her slowly while she flails about, perplexed.
and be careful.
What is all this? The gargantuan girl staggers about trying to catch her balance. Ive fallen into his trap
She looks around but is rewarded with soot in her eyes. I cant see! She stumbles and falls over.
Krystal, riding shotgun during the whole ordeal, actually smiles inwardly listening to the queen complain. Telepathy isnt pinpoint you know. She laughs.
On the ground, Fox has just found a good angle to shoot from. All I have to do is fire now
He charges the blaster and aims for her head. I cant
He looks at her magnified form with her eyes tightly shut struggling to find hand holds to get up without pressing her hands and feet into the ground. Its- He stops as a flailing hand broadsides him. Gahh! Bolts of white hot pain lance up and down his side as he takes a brief stint in flight and lands heavily several feet away. That wasnt in the plan
Trying to get up is a failed exercise. I think I broke something
His adversary finally is able to stand erect again and rubs her beautiful eyes, shaking off her disorientation quickly. Finding her intrepid foe prone on the ground, she closes the distance with a few steps to stare down at him. Placing her hands on her knees, she smiles gleefully. Doing his best to roll over he manages to meet her gaze. She giggles at the pitiful act before taunting him.
I warned you. His tormentor says in that sweet, familiar voice. It really is hopeless. I do not see what you tried to accomplish. You cant stop me.
I wanted my teammate back. Fox wheezes painfully. A captain does what he must for his crew.
A pity too. It almost worked. The queen admits. But you small beings are so fragile
The violet vixen taps his nose and giggles again. One simple touch left you like this. Your resolve is admirable. It is almost a shame to destroy you.
No! Slippy yells, firing off Landmaster cannon bursts. You cant!
Predictable. The queen says derisively. The blasts head her way but she deflects them effortlessly and one finds its way back to its origin and knocks the turret out. Back to breaking you
She says with a smile, readdressing her opponent. Any last words?
Krystal
The battered pilot coughs. I know youre in there, somewhere. You can do it.
But I cant. Krystal moans mentally. Im trying so hard
Dont let it take over!
A touching, yet meaningless gesture. The queen says flatly. She can no more stop me than you can. The villainess raises a foot over his face. This is the end of you. Judgment comes down.
No
The psychological prisoner is in shock. You cant, I wont! Every fiber in her being balks. The foot above Fox suddenly stops. It wont go any further. Shes frozen mid-step.
This cannot be. The queen whispers in disbelief. I am in control here
Fox! Falco interjects. I have a shot!
Dont. Fox winces. Its not worth it.
But youre about done for down there
Dont, I said no!
The aparoid mother looks doubtful. She certainly cannot crush him, having tried and failed. Towering over Fox like a vengeful goddess it still doesnt look good for him. Slippys climbed out of the Landmaster to approach the pair and Falco is circling above, as ordered. Its a strange stalemate.
This body will not do that. The queen realizes. Not yet. She looks to the west where her minions have completed the part collection. But its not a total loss. Its good they have finished. She starts to walk away.
Leaving
so soon? Fox calls after his enormous girlfriend.
Consider yourself lucky, Fox. She calls, glancing back over her shoulder. It wont happen again. She walks around the base of a mountain and disappears.
It isnt over yet
Fox thinks to himself.
***
On Great Fox the leader is in the medical exam room.
Now you know Im not a doctor. Slippy says again.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fox brushes the comment off. Whats wrong?
Well, it looks like you fractured a rib and got some contusions. The mechanic looks at the test results again. You didnt get a concussion, since youre hard-headed so
you should be alright.
Thats it? Fox hops off the exam table. OW!
That and you should wear this. The doctor says belatedly. Its a back brace. Itll hold your ribcage from bouncing too much. Take it easy the rest of the day.
Ill do what I have to. He dons the orthopedic equipment. Weve got more important things to worry about.
Just dont kill yourself. I cant do much for you here.
A few minutes later the remnants of the Star Fox team are gathered on the bridge.
You alright over there, Fox? Falco asks. You dont look so hot.
Im fine. He snaps in return. Its not that serious.
Well we are in serious trouble! Falco retorts. There aint no doubts there!
Yeah, were gonna have to deal with it sooner or later though. Fox sighs.
Im all for that I guess. Slippy concurs. But what are we supposed to do? We dont know where she is.
Thats nothing new. Falco adds. Her reading us like books is a new gag though. Thats a big problem.
One at a time, one at a time. Fox shakes his head. Im thinking. So then quiet is had on the bridge. The leader of the trio is racking his brain for an epiphany but one doesnt seem forthcoming. He looks up at them and is about to shrug when the monitor chimes.
Cornerian transmission. Slippy says. Probably Peppy. He puts it through.
Hey, team. Peppy says cheerily. Now, I heard about what happened on Sauria today-
That we got our tails kicked? Falco scoffs.
-and Ive got just the person to solve the problem here with me! The hare yanks someone into view. Say something Beltino.
The guest of honor looks at the crew of Star Fox and scratches his head. Ah, yes. He says, recalling something. You called, Slippy?
Yeah, uh dad? The youngest pilot begins. Weve got a problem; see one of my friends is being controlled by the aparoids
Indeed. Peppy was telling me something about that. Quite strange really. I was certain they had all been destroyed.
Well they must not have been so what do we do? Fox snaps. This is serious!
About that, we will first need to isolate the problem. The structure of your friend, Krystal has been altered. Possibly at the base level of genetic code-
Skip the science lesson, dad. Slippy requests. Please?
Okay but I have to say this much. From what I understand of your friends race they do not grow to be as tall as I was told she is now. That is the fault of the Aparoid Queen. She is changing Krystals structure to suit her needs. Forcing her to evolve into something similar to what the queen used to be.
Weve got that much already. Falco says. Shes gonna go mega mecha bug queen on us; how do we stop it?
By removing the queens influence from Krystals body.
How are we supposed to do that? Fox asks. I didnt come up with much.
The million dollar question. The scientist replies. Let me explain.
Here we go
Slippy sounds exasperated.
Quiet dear boy. This is important.
Not everyone has a biology degree-
The queen exists as a parasite. Beltino begins, ignoring his son. It helps her host to survive. In adverse conditions it makes the organism more able to adapt. Just as she was able to deal with your stun blaster shots she will be completely unaffected by them in the future. The queen before was able to breathe in space, subsist off solar energy, and highly resistant to physical damage. As long as the queen can exist with Krystal she too can become exactly like that.
So how do we remove this parasite? Fox asks, following the presentation.
The host and parasite relationship in this circumstance is symbiotic. The host is more able to survive and the parasite feeds off the host. We have to break this mutually beneficial bond by making the host/parasite connection unstable.
Which is done, how?
By causing the connected cells to die through a process called apoptosis. Its similar to the way we stopped the queen before.
Wont that
hurt her? Fox asks slowly.
Yes, that is a distinct possibility. Beltino admits. Her dependence on the queens presence may be greater than suspected and the consequences could be even more dire.
Im not losing Krystal. The formation leader is adamant.
You dont have much choice. The researcher sighs. If you decide against it there wont be any hope for her. The parasite will have taken over completely should you even tarry too long. Then, there will be nothing left of her to save.
Then we have no other option. Fox looks to his teammates who nod. Can you make us a cure?
It will take some time. I have to reconfigure the old solution to Krystals body chemistry but I warn you it will only work once. Otherwise shell evolve and
Beltino shrugs. Anything else?
Yeah. Shes in our heads like a catchy song, picking our brains like theres no tomorrow. Falco mentions. Can you fix that?
No, that is not my specialty. But Slippy might be able to. If you excuse me, I have work to do. The renowned biologist walks off screen.
That was informative. Peppy says. Keep me posted. The transmission ends and the room is hushed in the absence of Beltinos lecture.
so how much of that did you catch, Fox? The Ace asks. I missed the whole symbiotic connection thing.
I got most of it
Fox replies.
its not good.
Okay, so what now?
First things first. Repair our equipment and ask the resident genius to create something that blocks telepathy.
Thats a tall order. The engineer complains. Between fixing the Landmaster Ill probably end up giving ya tin foil hats. He chuckles.
Whatever works. Falco shrugs.
Ill see. Slippy turns to Fox. What comes after that?
We wait. The leader says. We dont know her location and today was hard for all of us. Lets start again tomorrow.
***
Out in space Krystal is traveling. From within her pod she watches familiar planets pass by helpless to even blink.
I went too far
The imprisoned girl thinks. But I couldnt stop myself.
There is no turning back anymore. You are a part of my family now.
You may as well give up. A part of you wants this anyway.
I never asked for this! Krystal rejoins hotly. Never anything remotely like this!
A family and the strength to protect it? That is all you have ever wanted. Do not try to lie to me.
But not like this. I-
Your feelings for the enemy are not important. They will destroy you if they have to, you should be prepared to do the same.
Youre wrong! Krystal proclaims desperately. They wouldnt just turn on me!
Tell that to the broken form of your friend.
Krystal doesnt respond. The image of Fox sprawled out on the ground reappears and silences her. There isnt much argument as to what shes done.
Dont keep trying to fight me. If you do, youll lose everything.
Id rather do exactly that than become what you are. The purple passenger says derisively. Make no mistake.
You dont have the family you lost. The allies youve betrayed have turned their backs. My family will always be here.
That is an offer I will never accept.
Never say never.
***
Fox is alone in his quarters preparing for bed. Lying down gingerly, as one side of him is quite sore, he stares at the ceiling.
She gave in. The captain realizes. She wasnt strong enough to beat it and she let go. I cant believe it
There is nothing more you can do. He remembers her saying. I am what I am.
But thats wrong. He mumbles. I know shes still in there. She wouldnt let the queen finish me off.
It really is hopeless. You cant stop me. The vision of her looming over him is still fresh. He shudders at the cold smile shed given him a second time.
I may not be able to stop her but there is still hope! Krystals still fighting! He shakes his head. I cant give up. But how do I win this battle without losing her? The paradox sits in the air, like an ultimatum unanswered. The lone occupant of the room sighs into the stillness and closes his eyes.
Consider yourself lucky, it wont happen again. The memory of the total scorn in her eyes chills him to the soul even now, in the safety of Great Fox.
I dont have much time to figure it out, either
He contemplates grimly, drifting off.
because if I dont soon, itll be too late.
***
Early in the morning at an outpost on Katina a guard is making his rounds. The sun is just rising in the east, heralded by the first rays of dawn.
Ah, beautiful. The soldier says. I love first patrol. He spends a moment looking at the horizon. This is why I never switch shifts with- what is that? He takes a second look through binoculars. Enemy attack! He runs and pulls one of the overused alert levers. Post three to central command, do you read? The guard yells into his radio.
Copy that, post three. His radio crackles. We read loud and clear, whats the alarm status?
Red alert! Full frontal assault approaching!
Roger. Prepare defensive measures. The KDF are en route.
Confirmed, post three out. He looks back at the skyline, filling with enemies. I dont know if thats going to be enough
A wave of hostiles that doesnt seem to be ending advances steadily on the fortification. Its too early for this
***
On Corneria General Pepper has just spoken with Katina Central Command. He has also roused his tactician to discuss the matter before him and they are now sitting in the war room.
Peppy, Ive received word of an attack on Katina outpost #1657FA. The general starts. Central Command believes the Katina Defense Force to be outnumbered. I need advice on how to best utilize their resources before our reinforcements arrive.
What? Peppy rubs his eyes. What kind of attack are we talking about, General?
Frontal, all ground forces.
Which outpost?
I said #1657FA. Dont you remember? The blank stare from his new advisor answers that question. Ill pull up the layout on display. A hologram pops up in the center of the table. Enemies from this angle, east.
Okay. Since weve got a lot of level ground make sure they deploy land vehicles. Peppy looks closer. Most of the land battle will be done by those troops.
Tactical movement suggestions? Peppy asks, intrigued by the retired pilots logic.
This is a fort, right? Its object is to protect the area west of it, Im guessing.
Yes, thats a major factory facility.
In that case, make sure no troops from the fort leave. Only cannon fire comes from the base. This is a siege. The KDF reinforcements should come from the sides to ambush the attackers and stop them from reaching their target. Any air support needs to stay above the area and secure the airspace. Priority one should be the factorys protection. Thats why they came.
Ill inform Central Command immediately.
***
On Katina the aparoid queen is leading the charge.
Youll never take the factory. Krystal says. Its one of the most heavily defended places on this planet. Its impossible, even with these numbers.
But I will. I have many advantages in this battle. You, the greatest of all.
I dont believe you. Im sure even my increased powers arent enough to pull this one off.
Its all a part of my plan. Our victory is certain. You will turn the tide and for this I thank you.
I can say Im glad youre wrong. It will end here at the very least.
Meanwhile in the skies above Katina three savvy pilots make their advance downward to aid the Katina Defense Force.
Did we have to do this mission? Falco carps. I mean my planet isss in great distress; aid us in defeating our foe and it will sssurely be worth your while isnt cutting it anymore.
We were closer than Wolfs team. Fox replies. They only need help until reinforcements from Corneria arrive. Then we can bail.
Ive got to say I agree with Falco on this one. He isnt real generous. Slippy concurs.
But he needs help. So we go and thats that. Neither of you wanted to leave this planet in danger, I know.
Youre right but still
and wearing the stupid helmet too? The Aces complaints know no bounds. You couldnt make it more stylish?
Its a part of the headset. Slippy reminds. And youd better wear it for all your whining.
If this were Krystal and the aparoids attacking youd wish youd worn it. Fox adds. So no complaints about the equipment. We all have to wear it if we dont want her in our heads. Especially since it was your idea.
They reach the surface of the planet. The battle is in its early stages and the KDF pincer attack seems to be working. The enemy seems to be taking the worst of it despite superior numbers.
Im glad I suggested it now. Falco says, noting the nature of the opposition. Whod have thought wed run into the doll here?
The person in question doesnt notice them at first. She is heading up the attack and single-handedly attempting to shift the balance by using her powers to try and corrupt the mechanized ground forces. To some extent its working and a number of the KDF vehicles are malfunctioning and turning on their allies. Its when green lasers from above start to fall around her that she looks up and sees them. She rises to her full height and waves.
Fox. The queen calls. Good to see you, I was a bit worried
She smiles cruelly reaches out with her telepathy. Youve found a way to block my peeking into your mind. She giggles. Youre no fun.
Fox doesnt answer her. He addresses his teammates instead. Remember, dont hit her. Not-
Dont hit her or else. Slippy interrupts. Got it.
We know how it is. Falco chides. Shes still your girl.
But, d, ch- The leader stutters, on the spot. Take her reinforcements down. Shell probably retreat when theyre destroyed. At least lets hope so. The team breaks formation.
On the ground Krystal is musing to herself. Given her situation, it isnt too positive. I miss hearing their thoughts. She considers. It was reassuring. Now I feel lonely.
They hide their true intentions, choosing to shut you out so you dont realize they could care less.
That is untrue. They stopped you from spying on them and me as a result.
They conceal their hatred and the fact they see you as the enemy youve become.
They would never do such things! They are good people!
How do you know?
Krystal doesnt have a retort for that remark. She surely cant tell at this point. She speculates on the matter as her area is strafed again and the queen somersaults sideways, firing back a burst of her own. The Arwing barrel rolls and repels her fire, leaving a parting shot that burns one of her legs considerably. That hurt
The captive consciousness thinks slowly.
While over the radio Fox is throwing a conniption fit. I told you not to shoot Krystal! Are you deaf? Follow orders!
It was reflex. Falco admits. I dont flip when you guys friendly fire me.
Pay attention! The leader yells shrilly.
By this time the opposing commander and her forces have reached the gates vicinity. Rallying her troops again they push forward swiftly with her running point. The allied forces are surprised and the slow moving vehicles are left behind in the wake of the enemys charge. With nothing standing between them and the gate the turret gunners go into action. Even combined with the firepower of their air support little progress is being made. So they switch targets hoping for a quick victory.
Aaaahhh! The queen screams aloud, putting up the staff shield after taking a direct hit to the chest. I cant lose here!
Fox, help! Krystal implores mentally.
He cannot hear you. Were he able to he still would not. Let me save us.
No. Even though her body is getting heavily bombarded and the shield is closer to failing with every shot Krystal remains stoic. Id rather not. She says haughtily.
Meanwhile in the sky Fox is on the verge of having a brain hemorrhage
Ill take those cannons out myself if they dont stop firing! Fox exclaims.
Theyre manned, Fox. Slippy interjects. You cant just do that!
Then make them stop!
Fox please
The telepath begs silently.
Theyve shut you out and abandoned you. Let me help; Im all youve got left.
Will you stand idly by and watch me die, Fox? Krystal asks, surprised to hear her query echo through the battlefield as her shield breaks.
Thats it! The senior officer of Star Fox barks. Im-
Fox dont do it!
A lot of things are happening at once. As Fox circles back around to take the cannons down Krystal is hit with another shot and knocked to the ground seriously hurt, eyes tightly shut. He locks onto his targets as allied air support comes from the west. Right before he starts firing his radio crackles on.
Fox, thats one of ours! The head of the KDF Air Division yells. Dont you ever get it? He kids.
Fox doesnt reply. He begins to open fire on an allied turret despite his radio communication. In no time its almost done but friendly fire comes his way and he breaks off to avoid damage. Nows not a good time, Bill.
Shots on allies arent cool, Fox.
Quiet Im trying- A loud scream penetrates his cockpit. Dammit! Krystal!
Krystal curls up from the anguish with a horribly pained look on her face and begins to glow. First, the burn marks disappear. Then she begins to grow.
There is no excuse for- Bill begins.
I really think youre missing something, Dog boy. Falco interrupts. Maybe you dont understand whats going on.
Uh oh
Slippy breathes.
I know Im late but- whoa! Bills eyes nearly bug out of his head. Husky, Bulldog, look out!
The three ships that are the most elite of the KDF Air Division scatter as Krystals expansion comes into their immediate area. Her growth stops around 250 feet. She looks around at her new height and smiles.
It is as I predicted. Now we cannot be stopped.
Why would Fox abandon me? Krystal wonders, bewildered. Didnt he hear me call out to him?
The queen disregards the question. She steps on the closed gate and cannons, which were still firing ineffectually, and gains entry to the base. The remainders of her forces follow as she cuts a swath of destruction with her footprints to the entrance of the factory through the center of the citadel.
The allied troops within the base that hadnt been crushed on her entrance decided to regroup as best they could from something that no drill could prepare them for. Assembling into a semblance of formation they all bring whatever weapons they had managed to keep to bear on their vast attacker. Everything from handheld blasters to shoulder-mounted rocket launchers started firing on the cue of the most senior survivor.
The attempt at a counterattack remained beneath Krystals notice. After all, the weapons of foot soldiers just couldnt do enough concentrated damage to make her do more than snort in contempt. But when her aparoids started to diminish in number because of that she gave the resident army more attention. A glare that would freeze the stoutest man came down upon them and the barrage paused in the wake of it. Alas, it would do them no good; no mercy was present in the massive eyes above them.
You cant mean to
Krystal is in a state of astonishment. I mean-
I will.
But they dont have a chance! The psychic hostage protests. Half of them are running!
That is not enough. They should not have harmed my children.
Krystal could see there wasnt a point in continuing the dispute, as there really wasnt any discussion. She didnt have a choice. All she wanted at this point was to be able to shield her eyes but even that was not granted. Forced to watch as her humongous husk matter-of-factly began to obliterate the entire area she felt a profound sense of wretchedness. Each step laden with flattened smears on the landscape and every gesture the cause of dozens more casualties as the battle became what would be better called a slaughter. Emptying their armaments with fever did them no service; they would be just as well halting the death dealing colossus with their bare hands. Irregardless of their powerlessness and the ones that simply stopped and awaited their fate she continued the undoing of the stronghold which was rapidly becoming a ruin. Beholding all of the carnage and feeling each individual light of thought flicker out one at a time made for a divine punishment for the confined Krystal.
Fall back, men! One soldier cries, regardless of his rank. We dont have a chance! What was left of the regiment that staffed the stronghold dropped their weapons filed into the bunkers below ground as fast as they could, given the situation.
The Aparoid Queen watched this with a small smile on her stolen face. Do you think you can escape me that easily? She taunts to her hidden adversaries. There is no refuge for you anywhere. She raises a foot, preparing to collapse the foundations of the underground shelters. Prepare to be entombed. Her threat is not carried out, however. Shots from Katinas elite air force annoy her enough to merit her attention. She turns to the aerial enemies, more than a little irked.
She just
Bill is dumbfounded, but not for long. Alpha Team, Formation Two! Aim high, take the cutie down! He orders.
Dont even think about it. Fox says flatly.
Dude, you cant be serious! Did you see what she just did?
Did you see what shooting her did to her? Slippy retorts. Weve got big enough problems as it is!
It wont matter if we do this right. Bulldog says. And finish the job.
Do not test me. Fox says coolly. Now is not the time.
Dont overstep your bounds; this is my home planet! Bill snaps back. Im authorized-
Save it. Falco says dismissively. Thats Foxs girl. Long story and questionable choice in women Ill grant you but thats beside the point. Bottom line, youll have to go through us.
Boss? Husky, asks, awaiting orders.
The Alpha Team leader considers his options. Looking at the extremely oversized purple fox he can see shes paid them no more attention for shes bent over and opened the manufacturing plant wide with her backside to them. Her aparoids file in with efficient swiftness, despite the trouble brewing outside. We could surprise her. Bill concludes. Shes a big enough target; we might take her down if were lucky but
He looks at his radar. Fox and his team are on our tails. Theyll try to take us out if we go for her
Boss? Husky asks again. Formation orders?
The lead pilot looks again. Though her behind presents an absurdly easy target with her leaned forward in such a way his sensors warn him that he himself is locked onto. If I go, hell shoot me down
Bill thinks. But...
Your move. Fox reminds him.
We cant take them both. Bill concludes. Because we have to go through both them and her to get to her and if we fight them first she may leave and well be too hurt to deal with her on top of that anyway.
At this point Krystal and the aparoids are done here. With naught but a glance at the two squadrons she and her servants leave, flying away with the entire contents of the facility as suddenly as they came.
Alpha team, move out! Bill commands. Were done here.
Good decision. Falco chuckles. The one with the least tail kicking.
Oh, well finish this. The leader of Katinas air force replies. Im sure well meet again. You can count on that! Alpha team boosts off.
Author's Notes:
This is where a lot of the violent content is. It leads up to the ending.
Chapter 4: Winning a War
In the Corneria City war room General Pepper is getting chewed out.
I understand your anger prime minister. The military figure begins. But-
But, what? The leader of Katina hisses. This issss unacceptable. I do not require your underssstanding, I require your compliance.
Today was a mistake-
Mistake? Is that the bessst you could think of? A missstake? Your reinforcements never showed up!
The distance-
We lost a ccentral installation vital to our defense and a large number of troops to a mammoth girl who squashed most of them flat! You knew of the distance when you promisssed aid. Not to mention the actions of Ssstar Fox
They are not my soldiers. They are independent, I cannot control them.
They refused to attack the enemy! An enoromousss, hostile target and they landed one hit throughout the entire skirmish! Their orders were to neutralize the enemy! That was not the worst though. They threatened to engage my forces if they attempted to attack her.
Oh no
Pepper shakes his head.
Oh, yesss! Alpha Team reports being directly challenged before they were forced to retreat.
I wont believe-
Watch! The ceremonially clad snake disappears and footage of the battle is on screen. Fox firing on the installation and tailing allied forces while Krystal ravages the area is captured on film.
I will speak with them about that. The general promises. That is all I can do.
I recommend severe disssciplinary action. The transmission cuts out.
What do you think? Pepper asks Peppy, who had remained silent.
Fox sure did pick a pretty girl to go for. The old hare replies. Reminds me of my younger days.
Peppy, Im talking about the huge liability Krystal represents and the P.R. nightmare that happened on Katina! What about that?
What about it? The tactician asks, genuinely puzzled. Im supposed to say something? You seem to have covered it pretty well.
What am I supposed to say to Fox? What is Krystal planning? How do I stop her? Come on; give me something to work with! The bloodhound is frenzied now. What do I do?
Peppy shrugs. I dont know
Pepper turns red as an apple at that statement. Are you serious? He almost screeches. What do I pay you for?
Calm down, sir. Getting worked up wont fix anything. Peppy rubs his chin. Well, first off you can tell Fox whatever you want. I dont think itll matter that much.
Im his superior!
Hes in love. Dont argue with me; take it up with him. Nobody knows what shes planning for sure but she has to be seeking an advantage. Where these aparoids are coming from may be connected. Theres always hordes of them
How do I stop her? The general repeats. Any ideas?
You dont want to hear what I think about that
Peppy says in a sad tone. Before Pepper can question it he moves on. But, do whatever works. Thats what anyone else would say.
Talk to Fox for me. You might get through to him better than I would. I dont even think hed listen to me.
Ill have a word with him.
***
On Great Fox the trio is going over the events of the day. The Katina Prime Minister has just finished speaking with them about their performance, which may explain the overall not good vibe on the bridge right now.
I knew before we left that it wouldnt be worth showing up. Falco says. I dont like that snake.
He wanted us to stop her. Slippy replies. Which we didnt try to do.
Well they tried to stop her and you see what happened! Fox snaps. They blasted her half to death now look at her! What happened was their fault!
I was just explaining why we didnt get paid
The mechanic says quietly. I wasnt disputing what happened.
Still, we scrapped a lot of aparoids and dont get a penny for it? The bird shakes his head. That isnt right.
So? Get over it. Fox says coldly. Weve got more serious issues to worry about now.
Like doll face and her new height. Falco concurs. I have to agree with Bill; she is a real cutie. The head honcho shoots him a weird look. Shes yours, I know. I was just saying
Fox chuckles. Funny. He turns to Slippy. Which way did she go?
I checked the radar log as soon as I got back. I dont know. She didnt come up on it at all. She left that ship of hers on Katina too so thats not worth trying to track either.
It figures. The boss smacks his forehead. Cant ever catch a break. Couldnt bring her back, couldnt stop her, and couldnt even see which way she went. Today was a total washout.
Not to mention we didnt net a cent. The Ace adds. Fox shoots him another glare. We didnt!
The new headgear worked. Slippy offers. Krystal didnt get inside our heads again.
For all the good that did us
Squad leader murmurs. The big video screen flashes. Fox answers it absently.
Hey guys. Peppy comes over the com link. Weve got to talk.
If its about today then dont bother. Fox turns away from the screen. There isnt much more to be said.
Pepper asked me to talk to you so Ive got to try.
I dont need to be told he didnt like what I did today.
Just listen. The whole friendly fire fiascos done with. Im sure Katinas Prime Minister spoke with you already. Im not here to talk about the Generals relations issues with him. Ive got something to tell you.
Whats that?
I dont know if you did the right thing or not today but stick by what you believe in. Thats all.
What, no hint? Falco sounds disappointed. Were working with next to nothing here you know.
Ive been thinking
Krystal sure does always have a whole lot of aparoids with her. I didnt think there were that many left. I thought all the parts she stole may be connected somehow. Maybe shes gonna build them
Shed have to build something that produces aparoids. Slippy says. Thats how she did it before. Using those aparoid generators to produce an army. Thats got to be what shes doing now, come to think of it. The mechanic stumbles on a stroke of genius. Thats why she went to Sauria, to find pieces to rebuild one of those things. Shes gonna make even more of them with the parts she stole Im willing to bet. This is not good.
On second thought Id rather not have known. Falco decides. Its depressing.
Fox sighs. Any insight on where shes headed, since you just seem to know things?
Cant rightly say for certain. But Ill tell you what I told the general. If she thinks this is a war shell be wherever she can seize an advantage. You can be sure of that.
Hmm, a point worth considering. He turns to face the screen. Thank you Peppy.
Take care now. The screen goes blank.
***
In space the queen is traveling to her next destination. Krystal, unwilling copilot in her own body, is along for the ride.
Im so lonely. Krystal thinks to herself. I didnt think Fox would ever just leave me. I thought he felt the same way I did. I could understand if he hated me and wanted to be rid of me but the indifference hurt the most. He just watched like I didnt mean anything to him anymore.
Are you surprised?
Leave me alone.
It is as I said. I didnt desert you.
You tricked me into accepting your aid. Now youve made me into what you wanted and gained even more control over me. Krystal rejoins with an exasperated sigh. Arent you happy now?
No. Not until I have the entire galaxy as my family.
You are never content. A small comfort when I have nothing. The telepath thinks dryly.
You have us. You have knowledge. We can reach this goal together.
I dont care.
You will help me whether you wish to or not. You have no choice.
So what? I dont have to like it.
In the end it will be us victorious. Embrace it.
Shut up.
***
On Great Fox the team leader is catching some shut-eye.
Where
I cant think
He mumbles, tossing in bed. Where is she?
Right here. A familiar voice replies.
?
Im here. Krystal giggles. Ive got you.
Huh? Fox thinks a minute. Oh no
Mm hm. She affirms. But I dont think you mind.
Fox pokes his head out into open air. Indeed he is lodged between her breasts again and shes back to just 25 feet tall. Ah
He cant quite refute her claim either since telepaths just know.
Youll be here a while. I hope youre content with your seat. Krystal takes a few paces and looks around.
What? It is at this time he realizes his arms are trapped at his sides and no amount of struggle would free them. How-
Shh. Krystal commands gently. Stay a while, enjoy the view. She seats herself against a mountainside, facing the sunrise. Morning twilight streaks across the sky, framing her face in its soft glow.
But-
No buts; Im in charge here. She giggles again. What do you have to say to that?
Fox sighs. Completely immobilized within her cleavage hes in no position to argue. He looks up at her beautiful face and cant help but feel at ease even though. Its just like before.
I wouldnt trade it for anything, either. Krystal says, smiling down at him. Believe me.
Fox leans back. Theres something wrong with this picture. He thinks a moment. Im supposed to be holding her
Well, you had your chance. Krystal chides, peeking on his thoughts. You wouldnt let me in the front pilot seat with you.
Im sure your big butt wont fit in there now. Fox chuckles.
We can still switch places if you want though. Im certain that theres room on your lap for me.
Im not so sure
He pauses and considers it. Im good where I am.
Ill bet you are. The telepath teases. It must be to your liking since I dont remember any complaints before
Fox flushes involuntarily for an instant but recomposes himself. Last time you plopped down on my lap you broke that climate device thing. I dont want to end up like that. You sat on it and voided the warranty.
Krystal giggles. Is it really that big?
Im not going to answer that. Fox thinks. Though she is using the base of a cliff as a chair.
Fair enough. The purple fox laughs.
Stop peeking!
I cant. She falsely whines. And it doesnt bother you so there.
Once again Fox cant dispute her. Cant fool a psychic. She giggles again and they go back to watching the skyline.
The sound of a train whistle splits the morning quiet as it passes nearby. They both look at it and the dawn behind it, surprised at how far up it is.
How long has it been? Its flying by
Fox realizes. I dont want it to
Ill do this as long as you like. Krystal reminds him softly. So it doesnt matter, I promised you. Remember? Fox nods relieved. So it wont even matter when I become queen of Lylat either. Ill still hold you as often as you want.
Fox is taken off-guard. Wait a second
Dont be surprised. Its whats going to happen. You didnt keep your promise to me so Im going to take over. You said you would take care of it and not let anything happen to me. You promised but
The vixen sighs despondently.
I tried. Fox protests. I did all I could!
A splendid job you did, too! Krystal replies scornfully. Look at me! Look at what Ive become! She begins to grow. You abandoned me!
No I just couldnt whoa! Foxs soft prison is expanding around him. The cleavage of his captor widening to a valley that hes falling into very quickly. Help! Now her breasts surround him on all sides and theres but a sliver of light left. Krystal! He calls out desperately.
Ill keep my promise! Krystal yells, sounding like shes crying. How about you? She starts sobbing.
Fox cant reply. The pressure is building and it feels like he cant breathe. Opening his mouth to shout he can find no air to scream and the darkness around him vibrates and pulses with the sounds of her sadness. The last thing he hears is a locomotive bell and whistle as he finally gives way to the strain and bursts-
-out of bed and onto the floor with a thud, firmly entwined in the blankets with the pillow still stuck to his face. He tears the cushion from his mouth and gasps, filling his lungs with sweet oxygen. He lies there for a while just thankful for life before slowly untangling the bed linen and going back to sleep.
***
In the Cornerian War Room bright and early General Pepper is making a call.
Lets see. The bloodhound says to himself. I hope theyre up.
Wolf ODonnell. Comes over the connection as the screen brightens. What do you need?
Glad I caught you. The general replies. Ive got a job for you and your team.
Go on. Wolf is intrigued. It must be urgent, calling this early.
First, did you hear about the Katina incident?
No, weve been on R and R for the last few days. Why?
It has a lot to do with the job. Pepper replies. I thought you wouldve known
What happened?
Its a long story. I doubt youre up to it.
Ill get it done. Wolf growls. What is it?
Ill brief you. Its about Krystal.
The girl on Star Fox team? What about her?
I need you to take her out, thats the short of it.
As good as done. Wolf chuckles. An unexceptional pilot, nothing serious.
She wont be in an Arwing.
That makes it even easier. Ill take care of it myself.
Shes two hundred fifty feet tall.
Hold on, I dont think I heard you right. Wolf looks at the screen with one eye much wider than the other, apparently disquieted. Run that by me again.
Pepper sighs and shakes his head. Ill let you judge for yourself. He reaches off-screen. Heres footage from yesterday on Katina.
The lead pilot of Star Wolf watches the video. He maintains a stony demeanor all the way up to its conclusion. Hmm
You see what I mean?
Ill have to talk it over with the rest of my team. When are you talking about doing this?
Whenever she shows up again. Moneys not an issue either; just get back to me as soon as possible.
Wolf nods. Whats Foxs take on all this?
He and his team will probably try to stop you. This is one of their own were talking about here. But this is a serious matter that needs to be dealt with quickly.
Wolf nods again. Right. Youll be hearing from us one way or another.
***
On Macbeth, the production planet, a conductor at a central station is checking a train schedule.
Lets see
engine no. 91 is due here at 0956. The coordinator looks along the tracks. Hes pulling in a bit early. The rail official notes. Hell have to lay over a bit.
The engine pulls into the station with a squeal and comes to a stop. The engineer opens a window and looks around. Good morning, Larry!
Larry looks at his watch. Youre running early again, Theo.
Got to hurry as fast as we can.
The ore wont rust that fast on the way to the refinery. Youll have to hold up a couple of minutes after the guys are done loading you up.
Fine. Theodore chuckles. You rail stiffs are all alike. Trains got to run on time. Were you born wearing that watch?
Its standard issue. Larry smiles. If we didnt make you run on time I wouldnt have a job.
At the rate were hollowing this place out I wont have a job soon. The planet will be empty as a dry canteen just you watch. There wont be nothing left to dig up.
Well we havent yanked the core out of it so theres still come left. Dont fret just yet, Ted.
You say that. When the ground starts giving way cause theres nothing under it dont look surprised. The driver looks at his own watch. Can I go now?
Not till I say. The conductor chides, checking his timepiece again. Looks like its about time. He looks down the track. Youre good to- no stop! He yells, spotting an obstruction on the track.
What now? Im a second off? This is getting ridiculous.
Go back the way you came! The train official commands. Ill call ahead and get you cleared!
What the hecks the matter? Ive got somewhere- He looks down the track. Shifting gears. The locomotive starts heading backwards.
The obstruction in the way happened to be an immense purple foot encased in an equally enormous boot. This having completely warped the railroad ties rendering the path useless the conductor is at a loss for words. He walks from beneath the roof of the train stop to get a better view.
Theres no way Im seeing this
Lawrence says in disbelief beholding the impossibly huge figure of Krystal. Ive got to alert the other stations. She looks down and spots him. That cant be good. He retreats into the building.
From her vantage point on high Krystal sees the man flee back under the cover of the shelter. A quick scan of his mind reveals his intentions.
Itd be a shame if you ruined my fun early. The vixen teases, stepping on the railroad station. That should buy me some time. She decides, thoroughly flattening the railway stop.
What is the purpose of this? Krystal demands. Why did you do that?
It is a part of my plan. By conquering this planet the system will lose a valuable resource. That man calling for help this soon could make things more difficult.
That was wrong!
The end justifies the means to achieve it.
No, that is never true!
Your objections are negligible.
Krystal doesnt have a reply to that. She only observes the queen puppet her body further starting a path of destruction. Next she starts destroying the tracks themselves. Bending over and grabbing a railroad tie in each hand she twists them into unrecognizable shapes. Hmm
She ties one set into a faultless bow. I like that.
Still trains are coming into the area. The queen advances on those as well, looking to cause more wanton devastation.
What the heck is- The operator of the locomotive remains unfinished as a foot lands on the cab of the engine, bringing the entire procession to a halt.
Krystal takes this time to walk carefully in a straight line, crushing each car in turn. Debris of all kinds rains from the ruptured compartments. Steel, loose parts and unprocessed ore litter the landscape in seconds. This is too easy! She thinks, listening to the train crunch underfoot.
More convoys arrive and its a race to destroy them all. The one woman demolition crew tries to run atop a shipment next. Missing the lead engine with her first step the load continues to move forward. This causes her to overbalance and fall on her face, rolling over the remainder of the goods and crumpling them in her clumsiness. Whoops
She giggles wickedly. Disoriented, she kicks a third cargo train off track trying to get back up and falls again. Im such a klutz! Luckily, a nearby mountain is perfect to brace against and she finds her equilibrium after causing a minor rockslide. This gives her another idea.
What better way to seal a mine than an avalanche? The queen ponders aloud. Krystal cringes inwardly as her body sets about doing that next, slamming her fists and shoulder into the mountainside loosening large boulders to fall into the entryway of the mines nearby. Tearing grooves into the landscape with her fingers she dumps handfuls of granite into the tunnels, smashing dozens of miners under numerous tons of rock and trapping countless others underground. Shes content to do this until she remembers the last part of her plan.
Ive still got to bring down the buildings. The queen says aloud. Those factories especially. According to my host they manufacture a lot of military vehicles. They need to be taken care of. The possessed colossus turns to head to a more industrial district. But it figures that would have to wait.
The planetary militia has shown up as best they can on short notice. Mainly aerial, they all circle around their huge enemy warily. None of them make any moves as of yet but thats going to change.
Ill just amuse myself with this before finishing my task here. The queen decides drawing her staff. This wont take long.
***
On Great Fox the team is in discussion on the bridge.
Lets head to Macbeth. Fox says seemingly out of nowhere.
And why should we do that, fearless leader? Falco asks. Do we have something on the To-Do list I dont know about?
I have a feeling Krystal is there.
Thats not quite enough to go skipping across the galaxy. Im thinking maybe we could skip the wild goose chase and see about a job in this area.
Im telling you shes there! Im sure of it!
What, more of the Krystal scavenger hunt? The Ace rolls his eyes. Give me a break!
Weve got more important things to worry about than money! Fox yells. Dont you understand that?
This chasing after vibes stuff isnt getting us anywhere! This galaxys too big to play tag in! How do you know where she is, huh?
Now isnt the time to tell him that I had a nightmare involving Krystal and trains and Macbeth is the only planet I can think of with locomotives still in service
Fox considers. Actually thinking about it the whole idea doesnt seem that solid
You cant be that sure shes anywhere! And if you are, then what? We get there and do what?
Fox looks to be perplexed.
something!
Exactly. This whole operation is costing more and more. How long do you plan on keeping this up? The boss has nothing to say. See? Be-
Shut up. Slippy interrupts flatly.
What? Falco is taken aback. Fox turns to Slippy as well.
I said shut up. You heard me.
Youve got a better idea? And dont tell me youre up for another game of galactic hide-and-seek!
What else is there? Every world leader in this sector had to have heard about what happened yesterday. Do you think theyre going to hire insubordinates like us? Not likely.
This is costing us serious cash! We wont be able to keep up our ships soon!
You got something better to do? The entire systems at stake if you havent forgotten. If we dont figure out something Lylats going to have new royalty running things soon, what then?
The raptor opens his beak to speak but claps it shut. What are we supposed to do? He mutters. Play follow the leader then what?
The video screen flashes, indicating theres a transmission. Fox puts it through. Peppy is on the display.
Fox, do you read? Its Peppy.
Go ahead. Fox replies.
Theres serious trouble on Macbeth! Krystals wrecking everything! They need help, quick!
What can we do about that? Falco asks. Next to nothing
Peppy ignores that comment. Peppers already sent Wolf and his team to take care of her. Im a bit worried about her myself. The hare looks off-screen. Got to go, the generals coming. The transmission signal cuts out hurriedly.
The general must not have wanted us to know where she was. Slippy states. Or that he sent Wolf over us.
I know why. Falco adds. He knows what wed do if we found out. Fox? He looks at the commanding officer expectantly.
The squadron leader sighs. Star Fox team, assemble! Prepare for departure! Hyperspace jump to Macbeth! Move out!
***
Meanwhile on Macbeth Krystal is annihilating the resident forces with ease. Given the poor turn out of fast response law enforcement it certainly isnt much to contend with.
This was the best you could do? The queen says disdainfully. Its almost laughable! She shoots a blast of cold energy from the staff, freezing the airborne resistance to watch it shatter on the ground. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I guessed that something this crucial would be better protected but I suppose not. She advances on the factories. A shame really. A familiar set of thought patterns come to her attention. She turns around and looks up. Actual pilots, this should be interesting.
In the atmosphere above the rail-laced world Star Wolf is preparing to attack the violet villainess.
Weve been over the plan. Wolf states. Bring her down quick.
I got you. Leon replies. Painfully fast, I can do that.
Why did you accept this mission? Panther asks for the third time. I would really rather not participate.
Now is not the time to question my authority! Wolf snarls. You will do as ordered, understand?
Yes sir. The black cat replies reluctantly.
Weve only got one shot at this. Pepper said she doesnt fall for the same tricks twice. So dont mess up.
Weve got the artillery to do it so itll happen no problem. Leon says confidently, referring to the red double lasers and the powered up bombs their Wolfens are equipped with. Shes as good as dead.
Panther sighs. And to never have shared a moment together
a tragedy.
Lets go! Wolf commands as they break the clouds. Take the girl out!
The Wolfen trio approaches Krystal and begins to circle her. Unphased by their arrival she actually smiles as they come closer to her. She regards them with a strangely warm gaze that is eerily disturbing to the pilots as she strides toward her targets in the industrial district.
Do you really think you can defeat me with those tiny little ships? The larger than life lady laughs softly. I invite you to try.
My ship's going nuts every time I lock on! Leon exclaims.
Go manual; shes disrupting our sensors somehow!
Cheap toys
Krystal says with a smirk. Poor you
Wolf, now thoroughly insulted, makes the first move. Take this! He fires a bomb at her midsection. We dont mess around!
Krystal reacts quickly. She doesnt get her protective screen up in time but does shut her eyes and shield herself with her arms to minimize the damage. The sheer force of the blast knocks her backwards off her feet though, leaving her sitting in what are now remnants of a manufacturing plant. There may be something to all those big butt comments
She thinks ruefully, standing and dusting herself off. Whod have thought it?
Dont let up! Wolf commands. Keep her off balance!
Forgive me, milady. Panther says, strafing her left with red energy fire and watching as she squeals in pain. For Id rather not.
Dont you love the smell of lasers in the morning? Leon asks, strafing her right. Because I do! He chuckles at her pain. Your screams make it all worthwhile.
Krystal gives her staff a twirl to ward off her attackers. My turn! She declares, opening fire on them with a salvo of her own. Star Wolf goes into evasive maneuvers so she decides to press her attack. She dashes forward, stepping on several belated vehicles to pursue one of her foes. The leader of the team dodges behind a building trying to put distance between him and the force of nature. To no avail as the staff tears the structure asunder and she traipses through the rest of it to try and swat him down. He comes straight for her with a slight change in direction and barrel rolls left and boosts under her armpit to safety. She giggles again. You have bitten off more than you can chew, Wolf. She turns around. We both know it.
Ignoring the fact she had just spoken about something he had been giving private thought he addresses his team. Panther, Leon listen. Wolf begins. Ill run point; you two blast her with your bombs.
Right.
Roger.
The three come up in classic V formation with Wolf in the lead. Krystal analyzes the situation with her unfair telepathic advantage and attacks accordingly. She feints a thrust at Panther. Watching him veer left over Leon, as she knew he would, she then follows up with a horizontal spin slash motion. This almost broadsides Wolfs rear and clips a piece of one of Panthers wings as they retreat.
How could she have known
Wolf wonders. Its not
That someone so pretty could be my undoing, ah cruel irony. Panther says to himself.
Your compliments earn you no mercy. Krystal reminds, charging at the damaged craft. You shall be first.
Cover yourself! Wolf yells. Panther fires off his bomb and dodges. Krystal strikes it with her staff instead of the Wolfen and is surprised by the flash for an instant. This buys him the needed time to escape. Hang back! The team leader commands.
He cant run from me. The colossal cutie says. None of you can. She lunges for Panther again but this time is stopped by something new. Ground cannon fire impacts her now. Its not enough to bring her down but is a distraction enough. This is annoying.
The street is filled with the tardy cavalry. Having to traverse broken train tracks and fallen rocks they have finally arrived. Beginning bombardment. The infantry leader calls out. The cannons begin to fire in concert.
Good, some backup. Wolf says. Team regroup!
But the reprieve was not to last long. After not getting though their enormous enemys wall they found something equally depressing. After firing off all their ammunition they have to reload. Krystal takes this time to run right at them and start stomping. The sound of metal crunching and grinding fills the air and the reinforcements quickly dwindle. She laughs as she compresses the armored units into oblivion. Good help is hard to find, isnt it? She taunts.
Damnit! Wolf swears as she finishes the local excuse for assistance. This is falling apart!
Now for you
Krystal turns her attention to the mercenary team once more. Oh! Still another fusillade of ground artillery fire heads her way. Is there no end to this?
It appears not. All the side streets are teaming with members of the Macbeth Army. Every kind of tank every color of the rainbow has surrounded the would-be conqueror. And theres no surprise there since this is where they are made. Commence barrage! Comes from somewhere down there and thats exactly what happens.
Krystal doesnt wait to be fired upon. Thoroughly provoked by now she leaps up and charges her staff with energy. As the first shots fly she comes down with awesome force. Her quake attack eradicates the new wave of foes for a mile radius. Not only that, all the buildings in the vicinity rock on their foundations and fall. The sound of demolition rivals that of a war zone as the central part of the production planets industry simply topples over to ruins from the power of the shockwave. A dust cloud thick enough to be confused for a sandstorm rises from the rubble and blankets the battlefield. And through the arid, debris filled air over the cacophony of annihilation you can hear another disturbing sound. Unmistakable cackling from the mountainous female juggernaut that is reveling in the devastation she has newly created.
This is no good. Wolf realizes. Team assemble, fall out!
Are you sure? Leon asks, disappointed. We arent done yet, are we?
This is too risky; we cant fight her like this. Shes not even on radar and were in the middle of a dust cloud! You cant t shoot what you cant see!
True we are at a disadvantage but an exit is easier said than done right now. Panther says. We wouldnt want to bump into the beautiful lady on our way out.
Dont leave. Krystal says. The funs just starting. The statement is a mystery to her retreat minded opponents but not for long.
Weve got company! Wolf yells. Everybody look sharp!
Indeed they do as three new blips show up on radar. They come from above at high speed and are lost in the dust cloud on the opposite side of the field quickly.
Whats this? Falco demands. I cant see!
Careful team. Fox warns. Wolf is in the area.
Whats that sound? Slippy asks. What happened here?
Glad you could make it, Fox. The hidden enemy taunts. Lets see how many ships I can hit with one swing.
Look out! Fox and Wolf yell at the same time.
How?
The radar-
Its too late to get orders. All six aircraft hit different evasive maneuvers to avoid being smacked, as it is no empty threat. Even though they cant see everyone takes a gamble. Falco and Wolf go high and cross paths in the form of a minor sidelong collision.
Watch where youre flying! Falco snaps, pulling back with a broken wing.
Dont trip me up! Wolf counters with a similar injury.
Fox and Panther go low and fly a quick S shape though Krystals legs going opposite directions. They manage to stay different altitudes and avoid catastrophe.
Such beauty
Panther sighs. Youre lucky, Fox.
Strange. Fox replies. I dont feel too lucky right now.
Slippy and Leon chose to stay level and break opposite directions with a boost. Given the visibility factor of next to nothing that translates to crash course in no time.
Pull up! Leon shouts, jerking the throttle lever back.
Drop down! Slippy yells, slamming the control shaft forward. They both brake and nearly scrape ships avoiding each other. But even though they missed each other slowing down made them easy targets still in range of the staff
Gotcha! Krystal declares, hitting both spacecraft with one downward swipe.
Oh no! Slippy cries as his Arwing goes down.
Idiot! Leon yells, bailing out of his Wolfen.
The dust settles as the two ships crash land. Krystal steps forward and flattens both of them beneath her heel in turn, grinding the wreckage into the ground with purposeful twists. Two down. She says, proud of herself. Not bad, whos next?
We cant take her out with just two pilots
not with our ships like this. Wolf decides. This missions a failure.
Slippy? Do you read? Fox queries. Star Fox report in!
A pity Im all done here. The vast violet fox says. We could play some more. She looks around at the leveled area and giggles. This was too easy. I didnt even need any help. She shakes her head with a malevolent smile. Cornerias next you know. I can hardly wait. She thrusts her staff into the ground and performs a boost jump spell into the sky, blowing Fox a kiss as she departs. See you there.
You sure know how to pick em. Falco chides.
Shut up.
***
In the Cornerian War Room General Pepper has just been debriefed by Star Wolf.
Bottom line is we failed. Wolf concludes. We couldnt stop her and we couldnt protect the area.
I wasnt sure if you were up to it. The general replies. There isnt much to be done about it.
Im not trying again, either. Im not putting my team at risk like that a second time.
Fair enough. Pepper concurs.
You said something else, Wolf? Peppy pipes up. I was listening and you said she said something
I didnt quite catch it.
Aside from all the taunting and laughing she said Cornerias next. The mercenary replies. Thats it.
Okay. Thats what I thought, had to be sure though. One other question
did you see any aparoids?
No. Wolf shrugs. Didnt see any. I thought thered be some myself.
Hmm, I will take all of this into consideration. You will still be reimbursed for your time somewhat despite the occurrences. Thanks for your effort.
Right
Wolf out. The transmission ends.
This is not promising. Pepper says. If Wolf didnt come close to stopping her then what other options do we have?
Right now I dont think shes your biggest problem. Peppy replies.
What? Preposterous!
Well, theres only one of her but there could be a whole lot of aparoids
If we didnt see any today you can bet shes rallying for her assault here. Im betting shes coming here to Corneria City to start in force. I assume shes amassed quite an army with those generators she made.
What can we do?
I dont know. Call in as much backup as you can. Its not going to be easy. Peppy stands. I have to go.
Where are you going?
It looks like my teams going to need a hand. Ive got to help them out.
***
On Macbeth Star Fox team is at a local repair shop.
Sorry fellas. The ship technician says. I know youre Star Fox and everything but no discounts.
I could get this fixed for half the asking price anywhere else! Falco counters. Get real!
Look, parts are at a premium right now. Since that whole factory area got totally trashed earlier theres no telling when well get more parts in. You can either pay the cost like Star Wolf or get lost.
But I could buy an Arwing and a half for what you quoted me on the parts for my ship! Slippy protests. Ill do the work myself so take the cost of labor off, please.
Labors not included. Either you take the quotes or leave them.
Come on guys, they dont want our business. Fox says. Lets go.
Sure we do, if youve got the cash!
Star Fox walks out of the establishment. After looking at the mile-long line of people trying to get in they leave the area. Outright disgusted at the price gouging going on they move on to where they parked their ships.
Okay, it happened. Falco says spitefully. Now were stuck.
We are not stuck. Fox replies calmly.
I dont know what you call it. We hyper jumped from Great Fox all the way here in three ships. Now weve got a ship and a half to cruise back in. Thats what I call stuck.
Slippy can ride with me in the copilots seat. Its not that serious.
It is! Its going to take me forever to get back home. I cant jump like this! My right wings gone, I wont hit hyperspace!
Its not that big a deal.
Yeah, it is! The bird yells. You see what they just tried to charge us? Who the heck can afford to get off this planet?
Stop obsessing. Well just go somewhere else after we return to Great Fox.
No! Im not flying like this all the way back there. Not just to go somewhere, fix it and get it busted again going after your girlfriend!
Falco, that isnt right. Slippy interrupts.
So what? Fox asks. Are you leaving?
Im about sick of this. The ace asserts. Its costing too much and its too much trouble.
So go. Fox says flatly. Nobodys stopping you.
Tell me what were supposed to do! Falco bursts out. How do we stop her without hurting her?
Tell me and Ill follow you till it ends. Say something, anything!
I dont know. Fox shrugs.
This is where we part ways. The raptor shakes his head. I cant deal with it anymore.
Falco, wait. Slippy butts in, trying to salvage the conversation. We need-
Fine. Fox replies, ignoring his mechanic. Your decision.
Good luck. With that the exchange concludes and the trio board Arwings headed opposite directions.
***
Out in space the galaxys next ruler floats, making plans.
This
I
Krystal is still stunned at the events of the day. I hope Slippy made it
Today went perfectly. The fools stood no chance of stopping us. Soon it will all belong to me.
Yes, enjoy it while you can. Krystal sulks. You cant possibly expect to conquer Corneria even with all of your family and my powers combined. Thats not going to happen.
Ah, but I can. Macbeth was just a test of my might. They could not stop me alone; with the continual onslaught of my children there shall be no hope for them.
Fox wont let you. The telepath says smugly. Theres no way. Its his home.
He is of no consequence to me. Even if he could stop me he would not. He wont hurt you, hes too weak.
You underestimate him. He knows whats at stake! If Corneria is lost then the system falls. He wont let you win, even if it means I have to perish along with you.
You overestimate the man. He would sooner allow himself to fall at my hands. I will crush him because of that.
He wont be the only one! There will be others, theres a way!
What can stand against me? My powers are too great. Their pathetic weapons cannot harm me. I have evolved past their capability.
Your confidence will be your downfall. Star Fox has never failed.
***
At Great Fox Slippy and Fox have just returned.
Hyper jumps make me queasy. The toad laments. Oh, my stomach
Maybe its the G-Diffuser
Fox says absently.
There you go, blaming everything on the diffuser again!
Youre the one complaining.
If it was the G-Diffuser wed be red, pasty goo! Thats what stops 1000+ g forces from liquefying us from all the pressure involved in a hyper jump need I remind you?
Well, you havent fixed it yet. The pair walk onto the bridge.
Its not broken!
Whatever you say.
Were you two arguing about the G-Diffuser again? Comes a voice.
Peppy! Slippy says. Youre back! He points at Fox. Tell him its working fine!
Nope, not getting into that. The old hare takes a head count. One, two
we lost Falco?
Hes gone. Fox affirms.
Not like that. Slippy corrects. He left.
Wolf said one of you went down. He saw the ship get smashed, he didnt know who though.
That was me. The mechanic says guiltily. She swatted my Arwing down and I barely made it out in time.
Were still short a pilot. The leader reminds. You want to fly with us again?
Thats why I came back. Thought you could use a hand.
My ships still flat. Slippy moans. It wasnt worth salvaging. At least not for what they were charging.
Thats a bind
Peppy says slowly.
Then youll have to fly Krystals Arwing. Fox says. Its the only other ship we have right now.
Okay
Fox, Ive got that antidote Beltino promised. Peppy says, suddenly remembering. He gave me two doses. He suggested using it inside a bomb to create vapor. The rabbit reads the canisters before handing them over. Introduce though contact with open skin. Well probably have to weaken her first. The leader glares at him. It might not get through if we dont! Peppy says defensively.
Youll need one of those headset telepathy blockers I made. Slippy realizes. Ill get right on it.
Dont bother. Fox says. He can take mine.
But Fox...
Theres nothing in here she doesnt already know. Fox says, tapping his head. Get some sleep; you look a bit green
He chuckles.
Funny. The mechanic laughs harshly then grabs his abdomen. Whyd you remind me? The amphibian ambles off holding his stomach.
Are you sure youll be alright? Peppy asks. It doesnt seem wise
Dont worry about it. Ill be fine. I want you flying at your best. No distractions. I can handle it.
Right. Peppy turns to leave. Are you sure? He asks again, turning back.
Yes. Now go, were shutting down early. Never know when she could decide to attack. Lets get all the rest we can.
In the generals second home, the Cornerian War Room, hes trying to brainstorm ideas for protecting his planet.
Ive called in all the reinforcements I could on short notice. He says to himself. The entire planet is on high alert but it still doesnt feel like enough. What I want are some pilots
but Wolf wont fight Krystal. He wont risk his team like that again. Not versus her and probably Star Fox too. I dont think Fox is going to help either. But he cant possibly intend to oppose the entire Cornerian Army and put everyone in the system in jeopardy for her could he? Pepper shakes his head. Even he wouldnt do that. That still doesnt give me a squadron to head up my attack with though. The entirety of the Cornerian Defense Committee sighs and stares out a window.
The namesake metropolis capital lies sprawled out before the general. The familiar skyscrapers and streets climb up above the sidewalks. People walk through the local park enjoying the scenery. Rush hour traffic sits at the same standstill it always does when everyone gets off work. Imagining a vast shadow falling over it all and the city being leveled again makes his skin crawl.
No, not again. Pepper says, shaking his head. Never again. I have a duty to this place. I cannot allow that to happen. Ill lead the charge myself if I have to. Ill do whatever it takes to win this war! He looks at the empty seat that was Peppys. Ill do it by myself if I must! A knock comes on the door. Come in. The bloodhound calls, regaining his composure.
Sir. The reinforcements from the southern hemisphere have arrived. A messenger says, crisply saluting. Where would you have them stationed?
Have them standby. They will relieve the current watch at shift change.
Yes sir! The messenger leaves.
Pepper thinks a minute. Id better pull out all the stops. Wolf said Krystals really tough. Ive got some experimental weapons that might be perfect
if they work. Ill call in an old favor to get the pilots I need since these prototypes are from the air/space division and only fit aircraft. If we fail when she comes there wont be anymore I couldve done. He turns to look out the window at the bustling city, the many medals on his jacket clanging together with the motion as a grave reminder of his duty. I will not fail you.
To be continued...
The Sum of All Choices by Ex1
Author's Notes:
The ending. A lot of things are happening at once. Hope I manage to surprise you.
Chapter 5: The Sum of All Choices
Somewhere on Zoness a pilot is haggling on the price of service to his aircraft. Fine tuning the agreement is still in progress however.
Come on, I know you can do better than that! Falco exclaims. I couldve let the swindlers on Macbeth do it for that price!
Then go back across the way and let them. The repair expert replies. Its right over there.
Wheres the Lombardi discount? The aviator pleads. You know me!
Do I now? The technician chuckles. Whats that got to do with anything?
I come here for repairs all the time! Im worth a decent amount of business!
Not at what you want to pay.
Gus, please!
Business is business. Gus shrugs. Got to make money, somehow.
Let him slide. A female voice says from the entryway. For me?
Ah
Gus sighs. Alright, but only because I like ya!
Thank you. The lady bats her eyes prettily at the mechanic.
Whatever
get out of here, you two. Ive got work to do. The pair leaves as requested. Goddamn highfalutin pilots
He mumbles.
Long time no see, Falco.
Its been a while. He concurs. Thanks Katt.
Hed have given you the discount. He just likes messing with you. Katt pinches his cheek. Like I do.
I see. Falco tries to stop her from pinching him but shes too quick and he takes two more. Quit it!
Okay
The pink feline sounds crestfallen. Since you asked so nicely.
What have you been up to other than annoying me? Im just curious.
Not too much. She replies. Things with your team not working out? I see youre by yourself again.
Yeah, I really didnt like the way things were going. Im not that good at taking orders. The bird admits.
Well, what happened? Katt asks worriedly. All you guys seemed to be good friends
It isnt that. Falco begins. But boy do I have a story to tell you
***
On Corneria the sun has just risen. Its about 6:30am and a young couple has just left to see their child off for the first day of school.
Mommy? The little girl asks. Why do we have to leave so early?
Because your school is very far away and you dont want to be late. The mother replies. I dont want you to miss a minute of your first day.
Why are you and Daddy walking me to the bus stop? I could do it myself. She says petulantly.
I want to be sure you get there. The father replies. It makes me feel better.
Okay, I dont want my dad to be sad. The little lady concludes. Her father smiles at that. Yay, happy! He scoops her up. Whee!
They walk for a while with their young daughter riding atop his shoulders. They stop and look both ways at the crosswalk and wave to the crossing guard. They are almost to the bus stop when they notice something.
Whos that? The ever curious child asks.
Whos who, honey? The mother looks around. I dont see anyone.
Not down here, silly. The girl says as though its obvious. Over there! She points up. Whos that?
The trio stops. Looking where the kid indicated, above a skyscraper, they spot Krystal. The parents look at each other worriedly.
Its just a balloon, sweetie. The father says. Nobodys that size.
But balloons dont move! The little treasure protests. Look, shes
looking around!
Shes got to be the reason the citys on high alert! The mother whispers to her husband. Wheres the nearest air raid shelter?
That way, unfortunately. The husband replies. Its either that or go all the way back home to the one four doors down from us.
Lets just hurry.
At roof top level the aparoid queen is surveying her surroundings. The most vital part of her plan yet implemented as she is considering her options.
I need to find the central area of the city to best start this
The invader muses out loud. Hmm? She senses thought patterns near her feet. Looking down she finds a certain family of three.
Mommy, isnt she pretty? The little girl asks.
Krystal cant help but smile. Why thank you, young lady. She says, surprising herself with control of her body again. Thats very nice of you. She bows graciously, startling the adults with the sudden movement.
I do suppose she may be, a bit. The mother concurs, trying to calm down.
More than just a bit
The father mutters, gawking more than decency would normally allow at the well-taxed boundaries of the ponderous girls almost overflowing outfit. Wow
When I grow up I want to be big, just like you! The kindergartener says enthusiastically. Then she stops and rubs her chin a moment, thinking. Umm, well maybe not so big.
Krystal giggles. No? The elementary student shakes her head. Aww
If you will excuse us, we really must be going. The mother insists, tugging her mate away.
Bye bye! The girl waves.
Krystal waves back before returning to the matter at hand rather abruptly, standing up. She sighs inwardly as shes just an occupant of her own body again and her control of herself was apparently was temporary.
Ah, this place is perfect. The queen says, finding the downtown part of the capital. My children can land here and spread all over.
Not so fast! Comes a voice over a bullhorn. Youll have to contend with us, first!
Gazing down to her left the purple vixen finds the opposition. A special occasion, General? She chides. Ive never heard of you being on the front line.
Pepper disregards the comment. You will be stopped today. Since you were a member of Star Fox in good standing I will give you the option to surrender.
Surely you jest! Krystal laughs, positively tickled at the notion. Your benevolent offer has not gone unnoted though. Allow me to offer you a counter proposal if you would. She bends over, looming above the Cornerian top brass and casting him into her shadow then smiles a familiar, fiendish smile. Would you like me to crush you or your toys first? She asks in a faux whisper.
You shall not claim victory. The field commander states. Troops go ahead with the attack! He commands.
Hmm
The aparoid queen probes the mind of the retired soldier. She finds something interesting in short order. Well played, General. Most of these are unmanned. She says aloud. Ill finish them first then Im coming for you. The self-contained blitzkrieg steps forward.
Pepper shudders at her declaration but holds steady. Stay in formation, men! He calls out. Hold positions and concentrate your fire! He watches her wade into their midst. Center decoys, self destruct!
Krystal senses a trap being sprung and tries to step backward. But its too late. Several of the heavier artillery go volatile and explode quite suddenly, blasting her back. She rips a trench in the ground keeping her balance and glares at her opponent, more than a little hurt. Good move. She growls, bounding forward. My turn! She kicks the remains of the first wave aside and leaps overhead, clearing the general and landing behind the second line with a target in mind.
Not yet, our air support is late! Pepper thinks hurriedly. I hope this works
He unslings a rifle from his shoulder. If it can take down an Arwing in a single shot it should do something. He lines up the sights on the D-class sniper rifle and fires.
The generals first lieutenant starts to panic as the massive eyes of the enemy seem to bore into his own as she charges for him. Trapped in a slow, armored vehicle hes all but resigned to his demise. I thought Id have a chance to get away
Bail out! Comes over his radio. Peppers pushing the plan early! Dont bother with the other decoys!
I cant! The frantic soldier replies. Theres no time!
Shes coming right at you, man! Ditch it or youre toast!
I know that
He opens the hatch and leaps out just in time to see her towering over him. But if I fly shell swat me like a bug. He sighs as she nods as though reading his thoughts. Whyd I volunteer? He shuts his eyes, steeling himself against the pain thats sure to come with the advance of her fist. But theres nothing. Then out of nowhere theres an unnaturally loud squeal and he snaps to attention. The purple behemoth is recoiling in agony from a red laser laced with blue energy hitting her cheek and the officer takes this chance to leave. Throwing the throttle of his jetpack wide open he takes off like a rocket and barely escapes her grasping hands. He sees the other two lieutenants beating an aerial retreat and leaves the battlefield. Were done here.
The singed savior of the aparoids puts a hand to her burned face and glowers at the high-ranked shooter. Youll pay for that.
Pepper goes for another shot with the Demon Sniper Rifle but Krystal jumps sideways, amazingly agile for something that size and evades the experimental beam. Where is- The sentence is unfinished as she snatches him up and squeezes the wind out of him.
-your backup? Krystal asks sweetly. Too late for you. She tightens her grip a bit. And its a shame all your unmanned kamikaze vehicles need to be controlled by remote since you have so many left and nobody to drive them.
That wasnt all. The general rasps. And it doesnt matter.
Really? She delves into his mind. What secret weapon is this?
OW! She drops the secretary of defense as that hand is hit with double yellow laser. He flies away using his jetpack as tardy air support finally arrives. You! She snarls, scorched a second time.
We meet again. Bill says. This time were taking you down for good!
Quite a claim. The titaness replies calmly. Care to back it up?
Alpha unit, circle around and fire at will! Lets wear her down!
Krystal draws her staff and watches the professional pilots carefully. She senses their first attack and puts up her shield just in time. Those lasers are much more powerful than before. Her expression illustrates her shock at this revelation.
Surprised? Bill taunts. This is the generals secret weapon! The D-class laser beam!
My children aid me! The aparoid mother commands, casting her thoughts to the sky.
I dont think thats going to be enough. Krystal says cheerily in spite of the situation.
If they are not then we could be destroyed.
Then so be it.
***
On Great Fox the squadron leader has just woken up. Bolt upright in bed hes dressed in seconds. He sprints to the bridge to summon his teammates but they are already assembled.
Morning Fox- Peppy begins.
We have to go. Fox states, cutting him off. Now.
Alright. Slippy replies. Im ready.
Shouldnt we call? The hare asks. She might not have-
No, we go now.
Trust me, he knows. The mechanic affirms.
Peppy shrugs and they hurry off to the hangar. Three minutes later finds them in Federation airspace. The trio is silent as they make their way to Corneria.
Okay. Were almost there. Slippy says, breaking the hush on the radio frequency. Now Im not quite sure what were doing, could you remind me? He asks as nonchalantly as possible.
Saving Krystal. Fox replies without hesitation.
How?
just follow my lead.
The three Arwings burst into the atmosphere amid a hail of aparoids. Blasting away, the three of them cut a path through the mechanical insects and emerge above Corneria City. The sounds of battle are fierce as infantry and ground enemies are clashing. The enormous queen of the enemy forces is locked in combat with top quality aircraft. She seems to be losing the confrontation however.
This isnt good. Peppy says, noting the state of the engagement.
Those are Bills ships
. Slippy says, recognizing the crafts surrounding the gargantuan girl. What are they doing here?
Take Alpha Team out! Fox bursts out angrily.
Is that any way to treat an old pal? Bill asks sarcastically. I thought we were buddies.
Youve crossed the line. The Star Fox leader drops altitude and boosts after Bill. Ill deal with you myself. He fires blue hyper lasers at the Katina native. The foreign ship takes some damage and barrel rolls, deflecting the rest.
Do better than that, Fox! Bill taunts. Thats nothing! He somersaults behind his adversary and returns fire. Fox breaks contact and takes a temporary retreat from the golden beams. You can dish it out but cant take it, huh?
Their ships are enhanced. Slippy realizes. Both lasers and shields too, what is this technology?
D-class. Peppy replies. At least I think it is. Still untested as far as I know, thats what Pepper told me. I guess theyve got working prototypes though. He slips behind Bulldog. Give me a hand.
Right. The two of them open fire on the same target who does a U-turn and changes direction. When the Star Fox pilots follow suit the enemy ship is gone. Not for long, though as they both take some hits from yellow beams from behind them and split up again. Theyre more maneuverable too, thats some upgrade! Slippy notes while attempting to withdraw from the persistent bogey.
Krystal, finally given a reprieve, starts firing fireballs into the dogfight. Fox and Bill dodge away from each other. Peppy is singed while she misses Bulldog entirely. Slippy spins to one side and his pursuer, Husky, takes the shots meant for him. One bounces off the shield while another seems to shatter it and the Alpha team member retreats back into the loose formation they seem to have formed on one side of the field.
Orders, boss? Bulldog asks.
Them or the girl? Husky adds.
Whatever you can manage. Bill replies. Stay close to her that way- His ship is rocked with an unexpected charge shot. Youre serious, huh Fox?
There is no reply. As the gray dog evades behind a building Fox breaks off pursuit. The other two members of Alpha Team form up close behind their leader. When they rejoin the battle they open up a volley on Krystal together, peppering her chest and face with Demon Laser.
Krystal! Fox is beyond livid. But his Arwing is too far away to cover her. He can only watch as she writhes under the assault and makes his ship shudder with her cries. Hold on! He makes an effort to assist her.
A wasted endeavor as the shots come for her faster than he can boost. The whole scene plays out in slow motion as chartreuse beams reach her and bounce away, deflected by an aircraft wingspin move.
Just go the things fixed and theres already holes in em! Falco states, annoyed. Ruined a paint job too!
Great timing! Fox yells. I knew I could count on you!
You owe me wings, Fox. The ace replies in all seriousness. You shouldnt sound so happy.
Its three on four now, thats no fair! Bill whines.
Not for long.
What are you on about, now? Krystal wonders, irritated at the presence in her head before realizing its intent. Oh no.
Yes.
But he just saved us! The telepath protests. The people!
I do not give my enemy any quarter.
Krystals discrepancies are of no import as her marionette-like body reaches over and tears a monorail off its tracks. Not having finished boarding the doors hastily close as she picks it up and aims at her tardy benefactor, Falco. Cocking her arm back for a pitch she catches a whole lot of attention from the passengers.
What in the heck-
I dont want to die!
Somebody make it stop!
Heavens have mercy
Krystal dont! This comes from Fox. Please Im begging you!
Fox
Krystal thinks as though remembering something important. No, definitely not!
This again? You cannot stop me.
I wont allow this! She declares with her will focused.
Foolish child- no, you cant
Krystals mammoth body comes to a halt right in the middle of the conflict. I just did.
We will be destroyed if you do not allow me to move.
Thats fine by me. The psychic says. I wont let a travesty like that happen! I wont have a hand in that.
The Aparoid Queen seems to be taking this time to dispute this fact but is quite immobile. Her enemies are regrouping and preparing to engage her again and she has remained stationary. One of the daring pilots makes his bid at her prematurely.
Ive got this. Husky decides, leading an attack on Krystals left.
Oh no you dont! Both Fox and Falco say at the same time moving to cut the opposing aviator off.
Husky fires a few shots at Krystal, which hit and provokes her to set the train car down instead of continuing trying to propel it at her adversaries. Fox and Falco punish the action of Husky by swiftly bringing both crosshairs to bear on him and shooting him as his shield had already been neutralized by Krystal leaving him wide open.
Im taking damage! Husky says frantically. Cover me!
Weve got your back! Bill replies. Keep cool! He pulls behind his injured comrade.
No, I dont think so. Peppy says, sliding in front of him. Well take care of him though.
What? No! Bill goes after Peppy but is deterred by a bomb from Slippy. Bulldog cannot cover Husky enough to stop the other three Star Fox pilots from finishing Huskys craft. Husky!
Sorry boss
Husky ejects.
Well now that makes two against four. Falco says. You want to continue this, Dog boy?
Bulldog, with me! Lets finish her! The Alpha leader commands, flying around Krystals head. Enough hitsll do the job.
The Star Fox team tries to stop the remaining Katina pilots but is unable to do so. The superior shielding affords them the luxury of ignoring most shots and barrel rolling the rest. They advance on Krystal and prepare their attack while buzzing around her but shes done playing. The voluminous violet vixen raises the staff menacingly.
I will destroy the city if your attack on me does not cease. Ill raze it to the ground should you not back off. She concludes with the threat of Quake as her ultimatum.
From the Cornerian War Room Pepper nearly falls off his chair hearing her declaration. No, anything but that. Pepper whispers to himself.
Using his high tech VR tactics table to run a quick simulation he watches as factoring Quake and what happened on Macbeth to a representation of Corneria City. The experiments outcome is grim and the general wastes no time yanking up his radio to alert his soldiers.
You dont scare us! Bill says confidently. Bulldog, lets get this done!
Youve been warned. The immense foe says flatly.
No! The incarcerated consciousness squeals. Not a chance!
You must comply. This is our last chance.
I do not care! Its that simple!
You know you want to survive.
Krystal! You cant! Fox exclaims.
The supersized shell that Krystal calls her body charges the staff. Irregardless of her own wishes she can feel it getting ready to rock the world on its axis. I
Bill! Stand down! Crackles over all the radios.
But sir weve almost-
Stand down, thats an order! The general barks. Dont risk the city!
This is revenge, were going. Bill says, making up his mind. Lets do it.
Im not. Bulldog pulls back. I wont do it. He withdraws from battle. Its not worth it.
Fine! Bill yells. Ill do it myself with this! He releases a D-class high explosive device encased in a familiar red shell stamped with the letter B.
Dont use that! Its unstable! Pepper yells.
The aparoid mother senses the impending attack and raises her barrier. But instead of wrapping it around herself it expands to protect the area nearby.
You are risking us both.
Krystal does not reply but her attitude to that selfish act remains scornful as she changes the shields concave nature changes to something more convex and pushes against the force of the ballistic contrivance stretching to retard its increased area of effect. Such an act repulses the transition zone back upward towards the sender. When the smoke and light fade both her and the city are still standing.
Whoa, this wasnt supposed to happen! Bill is buffeted by the reflected shockwave of the blast. Im going down!
She stopped the bomb from destroying everything. Pepper realizes. Why?
Krystal looks around. Just about all of the aparoids were obliterated in the cataclysm. Too tired to continue her conquest she decides to retreat. She uses her staff to boost out of the atmosphere and is gone almost as fast as she came.
What are you waiting for, Fox? Falco demands. Weve got to go after her!
I dont really think this is going to work
I dont want to hurt her. Fox says softly.
We cant just let her go, Fox! Slippy says shrilly.
Youve got to do something! Peppy yells. This is the only time weve got to use the antidote!
Fox!
***
In space the Aparoid Queen is making her getaway. Clear of the atmosphere of Corneria shes deciding on where to go.
Theres nowhere you can run. Krystal taunts. Theyll find you no matter what.
They wont. Fox doesnt have the heart to give chase.
I wouldnt speak so soon
Krystal says gleefully. Weve got company
. She says in a sing-song voice.
Do you ever give up? The queen demands aloud with an exasperated sigh. How much longer must this go on?
As long as it takes. Fox replies. Team, cover me so I can get close.
His subordinates do exactly that. They move ahead of Fox and try to clear the way for him. But of course their foe is against that idea and starts spinning the staff like an insanely huge baton while backing away.
Time for some new tactics. Peppy says resolutely. Team, follow my lead. The old hare guides his ship in front and starts firing on Krystals hands. Come on now, I need help!
This weak point will stop her from using the staff to disperse the bomb
Slippy realizes. Im right behind you! He calls out giving Peppy backup.
Whatever you say, old timer. Falco concurs, following suit.
The idea seems to be almost working. The staff is rotating more slowly but still moving quickly. The three pilots are doing their best but they cant get Krystal to stop.
Fox, youve got to help us! Peppy implores.
I really- Fox begins.
I know you dont want to do it. The retired pilot says curtly. I dont want to either but weve got to.
Come on, we cant do it without you! Slippy insists.
alright. Fox joins in the salvo.
Combined together the four sets of blue hyper lasers are enough to convince her to stop spinning the staff. But its far from over. She waits a few moments and as soon as they get close she tries to strike them with the weapon and swat them down despite the scorch marks on her fingers.
Still slow on the draw
Falco taunts, evading the swing.
Whew
Slippy slides out of the way just in time in his borrowed ship.
Shoot, Im getting careless! Peppy draws back an instant too late and takes a hit to the rear. Dagnabit!
Peppy are you alright? Fox asks, concerned.
It was just a nick. Im a little shook up is all. The hare comes back into formation. Wait a second, I cant boost! My G-diffusers down!
Falco cant resist laughing. I know you didnt just say that! He says chidingly never minding the gravity of the situation. Of all people!
What the- how did that happen? Slippy wonders.
Team, pull it together! Fox commands. Incoming!
Krystal changes her tactic and sprays the area with cold energy. Seeing this Star Fox immediately is forced to give her some distance. Now every time they go nearby she wards them off with frigid magic.
Weve almost got this won. Peppy says encouragingly. Shes running out of ideas. As soon as we stop her from trying to freeze us were good to go.
How are we going to do that? Slippy asks. We cant even get close.
As long as shes got that staff we cant touch her
Falco agrees.
Yeah
but Ive got something. Weve got to attack her and make her drop it.
She isnt going to let go
Fox says. What do you have in mind?
Well cover you, there wont be much time. Peppy begins. Well have to go for her eyes and face and youll have to go in for the antidote.
Im not going to let you do that
We dont have a choice. The others are going to start on my mark so youd better move quick when we go for it. Youre only going to get one chance.
Im not-
Lets do this! Peppy takes a position in the rear and aims upward. The others are not far behind. Go!
Krystal isnt taking it lying down either. On the cue all of them move a little closer for better aim and she manages to graze Slippy with the freezing power and watch as the brittle metal of the left wing snaps right off. But that leaves her open and she takes a few minor burns to her cheeks. When her eyelashes get singed however she falls for their ploy. Unwilling to risk her vision she drops the staff and covers her eyes with her hands.
Youve fallen into their trap.
Better that then be blinded. Krystal replies. Im not here to serve your agenda anyway.
Well both die if he uses the antidote on us.
I guess youll take me with you then. Thats no surprise.
I dont want to do this
Fox thinks. I cant.
Krystal can hear what Fox is thinking and is touched yet still prepared for the end. But her mental warden can too and it doesnt bode well for anyone. Her eyes open and she looks directly at Fox and gives him a pleading gaze. Please dont! She hears her voice plea pathetically against her will. Dont you love me? The battlefield comes to a grinding halt at her plaintive query.
What are you waiting for? Falco demands. Do it already!
no. Fox mumbles.
You honestly cant be serious!
...as weak as she is, it might kill her...
Im starting to detect a space anomaly nearby. Slippy says. Shes gonna try and hyperjump!
Fox, shes going to get away!
Sorry
So, thats it? Youre just going to let it all go to waste? Peppy asks. All that we did and as far as we came youre going to let all of that go?
I dont want to lose her
Neither do any of us! Falco snaps. But I didnt come all this far just to fail! Not jump across the galaxy to break up my Arwing again and risk my life for nothing! I wanted to help you get her back no matter what it took! Thats what familys about!
Falco
Do you think well really be able to do something like this again? Slippy asks. We had help from Bill and the entire Cornerian Army just to get this chance. I dont think were going to get another opportunity like this again. Youve got to do this!
Slippy
If you dont do something shell evolve and not only will she be unstoppable but Krystal will be a goner too. Weve done our parts now its your turn. Peppy says. Go for it.
Fox looks over at his team flying in formation beside him and Krystal floating ahead of them like an enemy battleship. He watches as she pulls her staff to her magically and opens a hyperspace portal. Alright team, lets finish this!
No can do, boss. Falco says. I cant go hyperspace like this, my wings are shot.
I cant do it either. Slippy adds, trying to keep his ship balanced with most of the left half missing.
I cant make the jump without a G-diffuser. This youre going to have to do alone now. Peppy says.
Guys
Get movin!
Fox takes no more time for small talk and hits the thrusters hard. Hes close on Krystals heels and hes all a tingle with the tension. I can do this
He reminds himself. I can do this. He barely makes in it after her and the portal shuts immediately. Ive got to
Dont you know how to quit? The aparoid queen queries.
No. Fox maneuvers his Arwing close and fires off one of the antidote canisters. Not ever.
Krystal starts coughing. What? Not this
not again
She falls out of hyperspace with Fox on her tail. I cant be defeated
Youve got to be. Its the only way.
The possessed telepath plummets into another planets atmosphere. She makes a hard landing onto Titanias surface on her disproportionate rear end and absently smacks the nose of battered Arwing pursuing her with her staff while sitting up. The pilot ditches the finished aircraft and lands on the sand nearby. Krystal, feeling the effect of the antidote, shrinks down to her previous 25ft height still sitting in the depression she created on impact of a sand dune contoured to the shape of her behind.
Are you ready, big butt? Fox chides to Krystals amusement. Dont get too comfortable over there; Ive still got to bring you in.
Weve done this dance before. The queen reminds Fox in Krystals voice. You wont win.
Wanna bet? Her opponent smiles.
I know you. You wont dare-
Try me, come on. Fox starts hopping around. If you can handle it that is. He laughs.
You wish for this to be painful? Very well. Krystal says, standing up. Ill entertain you. She goes to strike him down.
Too slow! The nimble fox jumps over a staff swing and lands a kick to her midsection. Can you keep up with me?
Unphased by his attack she continues. But she goes high, he drops down and theres a blow to her knee. She tries to stomp him but he rolls clear and pulls his blaster, hitting her with worthless stun shots. She reaches for him and hes always just out of her grasp, dancing away while smacking at her powerful fingers.
You cant defeat me. You may as well give this up.
Why would I do that? Fox teases. Im having fun, arent you?
When you tire, Ill snap you in two. His exceedingly tall girlfriend reminds him.
Let me know when that happens.
The fight goes on. Fox seems to have limitless energy. Every time she thinks hes going to get hurt he slips away. Him jumping over her sweep kicks and under her swinging arms to touch her face and wink taxes her patience. She counterattacks him with a punch that is dead on but he tucks and rolls with the blow dispersing the force and smiling that irritating smile of his after he gets back up.
Not bad, but its still a good thing Im taking it easy on you. Fox says. Id hate to hurt you.
Krystal screams and charges, infuriated at his complacent attitude. But even taunting hes second-guessing her moves. Sidestep the punch, jump the staff, slide away from her hand, and catch the follow up kick square in the stomach. His face is the picture of surprise upon impact. She feels him cave in under the blow as hes propelled off her foot a few yards away in the sand. He doesnt tactically roll or land on his feet. He just lies there, finally bested. She cant help but feel disappointed though. Thats it? She says aloud.
Her opponent hacks a bit before speaking. Yep, thats it. He pulls out a container. All that to get this all over you and make you go back to normal. Fox groans with the other antidote canister in hand. That hurts
After all Ive been through, this is it? The oversize telepath walks over to him. Youre what defeated me before? She asks, heaving all hot and sweaty towering over him.
Thats right. Well, you beat me this time. The lead pilot chuckles darkly. I shouldnt have taken it easy on you. Couldnt help it though. I wasnt able to do it.
Krystal shakes her head sadly. I knew you couldnt. You knew it too. Why? What was the purpose?
Fox shrugs, or tries to with multiple bone fractures. I dont know, had to try I guess.
But you knew you wouldnt. You wouldve let me win either way. She says probing his brain. Why?
Its a choice I made. Why do we do anything? Because weve got choices.
It was wrong! Theres so much you couldve done differently. If there is only one right way there is no other option.
Life is the sum of all choices. Id rather make a bad one than not have a chance to choose.
Look at where you ended up!
I got pretty far. He chuckles again. For all the screwing up I did even Im impressed. He meets her eyes. Are you going to finish me or not?
The imprisoned consciousness that is Krystal waits. She braces herself against whats coming. Its no surprise that her disloyal hands pick Fox up and begin to constrict about him slowly. No! You cant! The incarcerated one balks and tries with all her willpower to stop it. The thoughts of the tortured one spur her on as they appear in her mind.
Oh CRAP! This hurts! Fox thinks. I shouldve finished her when I had the chance
Now do you see? Even he could not be expected to still care for you after all that hes been through.
But Fox I- you, we
Her digits tighten like a vise as she loses concentration. I thought you
Owowow! Fox exclaims with his thoughts running together now. I cant think I couldnt, wouldnt. It didnt matter I did so much. All I wanted was to have her back
Pitiful, isnt he? I shall destroy him here and now.
Please dont
Krystal protests weakly. But shes confused by all the conflicting thoughts from Fox and the queen as well as several of her own so she cant focus and find the strength to fight back. I, just stop
Her grip tightens like the hug of a python.
Aaaahh! Fox feels a burst of terror renewed with his anguish. Im really going to die. Its going to end here. Ill accept it then, I tried my best. It doesnt matter. I did it all for her. I have no regrets-
Krystal can only listen to his final musings in astonished silence. I
No, not like this
Feeling his consciousness wavering like a candle flame in the breeze her thoughts linger on him with sorrow deeper than she thought possible coming over her as she anticipates his demise. She can only wait for the tell tale sign of his presence in her mind subsiding as his life too is snuffed out.
? Something is wrong.
-whew! Fox is relieved. Man does this hurt!
The grasp of the enormous executioner relaxes. She stares down at the one sentenced to death and the expression on her face changes. Previously it was an unforgiving gaze of hatred, now a look of utmost bafflement.
Did I? Krystal wonders. I tried but-
No. I stopped.
Why?
The aparoid queen doesnt answer. Instead there is silence. Then both of them are inside Foxs head, sifting through his memories as the being at the helm of Krystal and her abilities takes a journey through his brain. All the events from the last few days are inspected and examined. She is taken aback at the occurrences; some of them are unbelievable to say the least. Its a lot to take in and it is over as suddenly as it began.
I wont do it.
What? Krystal is stunned.
I wont destroy him.
Why? Even though the decision is one she favors she cant help but wonder. I dont understand.
When you chose me first it was because you thought they abandoned you. When you chose me the second time it was the same thing but you thought you were going to die then. Even so, you fought me every step of the way. Some things you simply wouldnt do. Though it wouldve been easier to let me lead you made me force you. That was your choice.
You know that already. Krystal replies. Theres something more, isnt there?
It isnt just that. Fox wouldnt stop choosing you. Not when I first hit him when Falco couldve taken us, not when the cannon hit us and we became a bigger threat or when Bill was bent on destroying us either. When it came time to pick his team or you he picked you. When it was impossible he picked you. Even now, when it was either pick his survival and force you to be normal or put himself and the entire galaxy at risk he chose you. That was his choice.
Why let him live?
Because it is my choice alone; you could not stop me. I have never chosen before and this is my choice to make.
But you will cease to be
What is a life without choice?
The aparoid queen sets down Fox delicately and picks up the antidote canister. Gazing at it wistfully she opens it slowly. I chose
She says aloud, splashing herself with the contents.
to choose.
The effect is immediate. Krystal can finally control herself again. She telepathically scans the area. The aparoid consciousness is gone like a bad dream. Im me again
She whispers.
You
beat it? Fox asks, wheezing painfully.
No
Krystal says sounding almost sad. I didnt. She picks up Fox and pulls him close, activating her healing magic on him. It chose to defeat itself.
Fin
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