The Second Adventure

By: Foxdude 33

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Fox.

Hi! I'm Foxdude33 and this is my first fanfic. Enjoy.

PROLOGUE

Fox McCloud couldn't believe what was happening. The Krazoa God had been flying in reverse the whole time they had been battling. It had suddenly turned, and in its place was Fox's oldest enemy.

"Andross!" Fox gasped. "Ahhh… Fox McCloud, I've been looking forward to seeing you again," said the giant ape. He was scarier than Fox could remember, what with his crazed crimson eyes and razor sharp teeth. This was truly the devil itself. "And now, to destroy the Lylat System!" Andross roared. "I've got to stop him!'' Fox cried, pushing his G-Diffuser to its limits. Andross grinned evilly and turned 'round again. The Krazoa statue then opened its mouth and exhaled a giant tornado of air, which on its own threatened to tear Fox's Arwing in half.

But just as soon as the wind began, it stopped. Fox took this opportunity to fire at the statue's eyes and forehead. He managed to destroy all the gems and, with a chorus of maniacal laughter, Andross once again faced the hero. This time, he began a familiar swiping pattern with his massive hands. Fox managed to dodge both attacks.

Suddenly, Andross began firing homing missiles at Fox's Arwing! Fox tried desperately to avoid the missiles, and succeeded in dodging a few but suddenly a barrage of missiles approached from all sides. There was no hope of escape for the pilot. The missiles tore his wings off effortlessly, and Fox lost control of his faithful aircraft. He shouted as he began spiraling downwards towards Andross. His final thoughts were I'm coming Dad. Some hero I turned out to be huh? Then his ship exploded in a blinding ball of flame, and that was the end of Fox McCloud.

Fox bolted upright in his bed, soaked in a cold sweat. He lay back down, panting. He hoped his team would make it through the battle at Venom. His wife Krystal was slumbering peacefully, blissfully unaware of her husbands worries. His friend Falco would be probably in the most danger. He was almost always criticizing one thing or another, and was headstrong and had a nasty stubborn streak.

Slippy, the team's mechanic, would be in the least danger. He 'fought' in battles, if you consider fighting running and hiding. Slippy was the most sensitive member of the group. If he saw even a rubber band fly past him, he would run away screaming bloody murder. Peppy, the team's oldest member, didn't fight much anymore. His excuse was that he was getting too old for that kind stuff. He was, instead the team's advisor. He had been on the original Star Fox team, with Fox's father James McCloud and Pigma Dengar. Pigma had betrayed the team, and went to Andross's side. Andross had shot down James over Venom, but Peppy had managed to escape, and trained Fox in the ways of the mercenary.

Fox was least worried about himself though. He knew he could handle himself in battle. His was the best pilot and land fighter on the team.

Fox was the most worried about Krystal, though. If anything happened to her, Fox would never forgive himself. Krystal was the team's gentlest member. She was always willing to lend a paw, and always brought Fox and the team back up when they were down. He checked the clock next to him on the night stand. It read 2:19a.m. Fox sighed. If he wanted to do well on the mission, he would have to get some sleep. So, groaning and yawning, Fox stretched and went back to sleep.

END PROLOGUE

CHAPTER 1

BATTLE AT BASE

Fox McCloud hurled a yellow grenade at the advancing enemies. "Take cover!" he shouted, alerting his teammates of the flashing ball. It exploded, and Fox used the fiery blast to check his combat status. He turned on his PDA and it displayed his as well as his team's conditions. Fox's shields were at 72, because he had taken a shot for his friend Falco. The blue avian, cocky and arrogant shouted a quick "Mind your own business Fox!" before rushing off to battle again. Fox quickly checked the other's shields. The PDA read:

Fox McCloud's shields: 72

Krystal McCloud's shields: 89

Falco Lombardi's shields: 5

Slippy Toads' shields: maximum

A smile crept onto Fox's muzzle. He knew how Slippy had not yet taken a hit. The toad generally ran and hid in a corner of sorts, while the others fought their battles. The smile quickly faded and was replaced by a frown as he began worrying about Falco. If Falco died today, it would be his entire fault. What if Falco died and the rest of the team was killed, too? What if-

Fox was spared from further worrying by Krystal.

Krystal, being a telepath, could read people's minds and emotions, as well as communicate telepathically. She took a moment to converse with Fox. In her mind she said" Fox don't worry about Falco, he is fine, and anyway I am more worried about you."

Fox replied with "You are right, I am probably worried over nothing. Let's just get this mission over with."

With that he ran, SMG blazing, into the almost never ending crowd of enemies. "Peppy," he called up to the Great Fox, their mother ship once the fighting had thinned out a little. "Send me a Landmaster will ya?"

"On its way!" Peppy said. "What's the situation?" he asked the vulpine. Fox replied with "Well I got my hands full, but what else is new?"

Suddenly, an enemy troop snuck up behind him and shot him." Fox! Are you alright?" she asked him, concern evident in the vixen's voice.

"Yeah, I'll be okay, that creep just took my shields down to 64, that's all," the fox assured her. "Really, Krystal, I'll be fine, I just might need ROB to patch me up, that's all" he said comfortingly. Then Fox noticed a slight shimmering in the air near him. Then he saw the faint outline of a machine, the Landmaster. Finally, the entire tank became visible. It hovered in the air for a few seconds, and then dropped right into a crowd of Venomians. "Great to see the targeting systems is as good as ever," Fox commented.

Fox checked the ammo for his SMG, and the ammo read out said that the gun was empty. He dropped the useless weapon to the ground, and pulled out a pair of pistols from his survival pack. "Falco, I'm gonna go after the Landmaster. Can you cover me?" Fox radioed to his teammate. "Sure thing, Foxy," Falco replied. He shook his head. Fox was too modest. If he were in that position, he wouldn't ask for help. He'd go in guns blazing. Then again, he thought, Fox was down to only pistols. He chuckled. Fox used too much punishment on the enemy. Falco then took out his sniper rifle and assembled it in less than 50 seconds. That was a record time for anybody in the military, or out. Falco's finger trembled over the trigger. Should I kill him now? He said whenever possible, but... this rifle uses lasers. The others would know. Venomians still use bullets. Falco sighed. This Argument was always boring. He had to do it sometime. But when? Spared from further argument, Falco saw Fox reach the Landmaster, after annihilating the crowd. Fox hopped into the tank, and began crushing the enemies. "Peppy," Fox said. "Bring the Great Fox up and charge the main guns," he requested. "Why?" Peppy asked. His battle strategy wasn't what it used to be. "I want you to fire the guns at the bases and blow them up. My Landmaster isn't really doing any damage." "Ahhh…." Peppy said, realization dawning in his eyes. "I knew it all along, Fox," Peppy lied, hoping to repair his ego. "Sure you did Pep," Fox said, seeing right through the rabbit's feeble attempt at a lie. ROB, the team's artificial intelligence, or robot, manned the guns. All of the bases were reduced down to crisps in seconds.

END CHAPTER 1

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