-Star Fox: Destinies-

-One Shot Collection By: Emile The Watcher.-

-Disclaimer: Yeah, still dreaming that I'll own Star Fox one day. Until then, all the cool rights stuff belongs to Nintendo.

So, I was driving to work one day, and while listening to music, I had an idea shoot through my head for a story. I threw it together quickly, thought it was alright then thought to myself that I have a lot of these one shot ideas just...floating around. So, I started working on putting them down on paper, since I carry a big ol' art book that now serves as my writing tablet when I'm out and about. Then I started putting them into Open Office, changing them as I go with new ideas and what not.

After that, it was like the flood gates opened. EVERYTHING was giving me ideas, I was overloaded with different little stories and one not. So I have quite a few ideas, and I'm constantly being inspired by various Star Fox fan pics, and stories, that I'm finding. Even just normal music from my radio. At this point, I easily have eight more ideas bouncing around. We'll see how this goes before I work on getting those uploaded.

Since I'm always looking for ideas, I'm opening a door for you guys. If you have an idea that you think would make a good one shot, but don't want to do it yourself, go ahead and leave me a review or pm me, and if I like the idea that it clicks, I'll see what I can do to work it into here.

I think that should be it, so with that, I'll leave you with the first Destiny, the Wretched Destiny.

-Chapter 1-Wretched Destiny-

'This isn't right'

That one thought ran itself around in my head, over and over, around and around, in endless loops. Never ending, never ceasing, and never being wrong. I know that I should be happy for him, and I am, Really. Somewhere deep inside the pain that has clamped down on my heart, I'm really happy for him, if hes happy, I'm happy. Perhaps in a few years I'll be able to really show that happiness.

Right?

That's a lie, and I know it, for all my false smiles and sudden laughs, inside I'm broken, ripped into pieces and crushed beyond all belief. For the past few months, whenever I'm drifting off to sleep, one last thought makes itself know to me.

He. Is. Mine. Mine!

As music starts to drift through the room, I'm pulled out of my thoughts as the notes start to gently waft through the air. The flowing cords lift the spirit of everybody in the room. Everybody that is, except for two.

I shifted my gaze around the room, taking in the sights before me. Laid out in the large room, were lengthy wooden pews, each one packed full of citizens of Corneria City. Many of them were holding cameras and pointing them to my right. Banners of bright white hung from the ceiling, streams of pink running down them in peaceful spirals. The edges of the pews had white sleeves covering them, also with pink, but this was a gently smattering of dots. To my right stood a magnificent white gable with pink streamers wound through its slats. Inside the gable stood a very nervous looking fox in a black tux.

Fox McCloud, Hero of Lylat, and Groom at his wedding.

My gaze eventually settled on the avian standing on the other side of the gable, blue feathers slicked back, and dressed in a matching Tux.

Falco Lombardi, Star Fox pilot, best man at his friends wedding, and the only other unhappy person here.

If you looked closely at his eyes you could see the same emotions that warred for dominance inside me. I wasn't alone in thinking that this whole thing was wrong. My tail twitched twice in irritation, causing the soft blue of my gown to sway gently. I spotted Falco tapping his foot slightly and I could feel his rage from here. The doors at the back swung open suddenly and my eyes were drawn along the stripe of red carpet to the bride walking through the pews towards Fox.

As she made her way slowly along the path to the gable where Fox was watching, I found myself drawn to watch her, my breath hitching slightly with every step. Excitement for her, and horror about what was about to happen slamming me every second and fighting for dominance. It felt like I blinked and she was just there standing in front of Fox who smiled softly at her and lifted her veil. I couldn't see her face from my end, but if Falco stiffening slightly and anger and pink tail hand't given it away, I knew who Fox was saying 'I do' with.

Katt Monroe, my best friend, and she was marrying Fox, my Fox.

It took everything I had to just keep smiling, and when they exchanged vows and said those two words to each other. Well, I'm glad everybody assumed they were tears of joy.

It had started a few months ago.

At least, that's when I noticed it, which probably meant that it had been happening for a while. Fox began to go distance with me, spending less time at my apartment and inviting me over to his less. When I asked why he told me that was 'spending time with his other friends'. Turns out it had only been one friend, and it seems cruelly fitting that it was my best friend.

These memories were the ones that dominated my thoughts now that the ceremony was over. I hadn't even stuck around for their first dance, I brushed by Katt whispered that I wasn't feeling good and beat it to the door before she could ask me and questions. I hadn't even made it out of the building before I let the first sob out, and by the time I made it to my car, my fur was wet with tears and everything looked blurry. I raced home as fast as I could and when I made it that, my hand was shaking to much from grief to get the key in the door properly.

On the third try I managed it and I slipped in, shutting the door loudly as I threw my weight against it and felt my strength give out in my legs. I slowly slid down the door, crying, letting out all the emotion that had been building all day. It wasn't long though before strength surged through me though and I found myself storming around my small apartment, cursing the world, the fates, the gods, everything and everyone I could think of.

I made it to my room and stripped out of my bridesmaid dress, glaring at disdainfully as it slid off my body and onto the floor. In that moment, I knew I couldn't stay here, not now, and not alone. I needed to do something, and soon. I went to my closest and quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt, I pulled my hair out of its fancy pony tail that I had for the wedding and quickly wrapped it up into a high sitting one. I stormed out of my room and only stopped briefly to grab my wallet and slip it into my back pocket as I reached for my keys and reached for the doorknob.

I paused for a moment and stared at the white Star Fox vest that was hanging from a peg. I blinked and found my mind made up, I grabbed the vest and slipped it on as I left my apartment locking the door and having none of the trouble of twenty minutes ago. With my goal in mind, I walked past my car and walked through the cooling air of the Corneria City as I headed in the direction of the star port.

After what felt like eternity, I entered that part of the city and stopped in front of local bar. A mean looking bulldog bouncer stood guard in front of the door, but he moved aside as I approached. The bar was for fighter pilots only, and Star Fox members had an open tab here. As I walked past the guard I nodded my head in thanks as he opened the door and I slipped into the dimly lit building.

I worked my way across the room and sat down at the bar, ordering a drink and focusing on that while hoping the alcohol would kick in and help dull the my thoughts, and my pain. I was only into my second glass when Falco dropped down into the seat next to me. I glanced at him and sniffed, I was just drinking the stuff on tap, but from the smell of Falco and his glass. He had gone straight for the hard stuff, and this wasn't his second glass, or his forth.

We drank in silence for a few minutes before he started talking.

"Apparently, its all our own faults." his words slurred slightly as the stench of whiskey grew strong in the air for a moment. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye, waiting for him to continue. "What happened today." He said as he blinked a few times at me as if he couldn't quite keep me in focus.

I took a long drink from my glass before I responded. "Are you talking about the wedding of our best friends?" I asked softly as I set my glass down and stared at the dark liquid.

He scoffed and bumped me with his shoulder, spilling his drink in the process. "Don't act like your happy from em." he paused to burp wetly. "I know how you feel about him, and about today. I know, because I fell the same way." He focused on my face as I raised my eyebrow, or rather, he tried to. "and I can see it in you."

I opened my mouth to deny it, but stopped and sighed, there was no point in arguing with him. While Falco was normally stubborn, but when he got drunk, really drunk, which he obviously hit that point, he could argue with a brick wall until he sobered up.

I shook my head. "So, how is it our faults?" I asked him softly as I took another drink.

Falco blinked and leaned back, before he answered, as if he was piecing it together in his mind. "My fault for not paying enough attention to Katt, and your fault for being to perfect for Fox."

I blinked and looked at him in confusion. "Too perfect?"

He nodded. "Yeah, apparently Fox didn't think he deserved you, and you never told him otherwise" He paused to drown the rest of his glass.

"How did you arrive at this conclusion?"

Falco frowned "I corned Katt as she was leaving Fox's apartment one night, and I confronted her about it." He shrugged "Anyway, I'm guessing something happened a couple of months ago while they were both drunk, I'm thinking sex, and it went from there."

I blinked as I tried not to think about Fox and Katt doing that, I failed. I shook my head to try and clear the image from my mind. Falco raised two fingers at the bar tender who nodded and a few moments later slid two glasses in front of us.

I glanced at Falco who had already slammed his own shot. He glanced at me as he set down the empty glass. "It'll help, trust me."

I turned back to the short glass in front of my with distrust on my face. I had never had hard liquor before. But that didn't stop me from taking a firm grip and pausing to swallow, throwing the amber liquid down my throat. I coughed as the sharp bite of strong alcohol assaulted my throat.

"This," I paused and coughed again as the burn persisted "is supposed to help me?

Falco just grinned as he raised two more fingers. "Admit it, you feel better now."

I shook my head as another shot glass was placed in front of us. I looked at it in doubt for a moment before I reached for it and lifted it to my lips.

A few hours later found me shouldering my door opened with the almost dead weight of Falco braced against me. The walk to the bar had seemed to take forever, yet the walk back had seemed to take only minutes. I worked my way into my apartment, an impressive feat considering that the world had started to spin as I was climbing the stairs with Falco. I dropped Falco on the couch and he woke up briefly to start mumbling.

"Come on Krystal...One more toast."

I shook my head, a mistake as it set my entire skull aching. "No. Enough." Those two words being the most I could manage at that point.

"Come on..." He drawled out. "One last one, to wretched destiny." He swung his arm lazily through the air and closed his eyes and was snoring before his arm hit the ground. I watched him doze for a moment while I wondered how me managed to talk that much before I pulled a blanket off the top of the couch and covered him with it.

I stumbled into my room, tripping over my dress and dropping onto my bed with a sigh. As I started to drift off still fully clothed,I thought about what Fox and Katt were doing at this moment on their honeymoon, a small tear working its way out of my eye. "Wretched destiny indeed" I moaned into my pillow as I stopped fighting the numbing blackness and let it roll over my brain and send me off into a dreamless sleep.

-Inspired by: Cpt. Fox's "What you Want" One Shot.-

Well? What do you think? Not bad for less then two hours of total writing time. At least I think its not bad. If you agree with me, you should drop a review and tell me if you liked it and would want to see more. If you hated it...well, still drop me a review and tell me why. I love getting reviews and I respond to all of them.

Anyway, that's the first chapter, and if I get time while packing and what not tomorrow, I'll try and get the second one typed out and uploaded at the hotel. I tell you, I love my family, but at the same time, I'm not looking forward to a family reunion. At least I'll get to visit my friend in California after words. Till the next upload,

Peace,

- Emile