Star Fox: The Next Generation Chapter 1

[Asper Sarnoff]

(What I'll be posting from now on for some time won't have that much relevance to the other players, ecept Fira. You don't have to read it if you don't want to. I'll make sure to make it obvious when Odin's back with Starfox.)

[Kursed]

(GAH! Too many people going off doing their own thing!)

(What happesn when you leave)

[Guest Julius Quasar]

(GAH! Too many people going off doing their own thing!)

(I'm nearly halfway done with what I got going...)

[Fira-Astrali]

[quote author={UFP}J. Tiberius Smith

link=topic=5490.msg184684#msg184684 date=1272971834]

(GAH! Too many people going off doing their own thing!)

[Asper Sarnoff]

(That's some great writing Fira! )

The sound of Odin and the guards footsteps echoed trough the freezing, moist corridors of the prison. Wind gashed openly trough bars, and he could hear loud coughing from some of the cells. And this was where he had come, just because of an ass of a customs officer, and a moment of thoughtlessness from himself.

He could feel the muzzle of the guards gun poke him between the shoulders, signaling him to go further. Odin was trying to think over how he could get out of this mess. Contacting for help would be impossible, he would have to pull something off on his own if he were to get out of this place for the next decade or so.

The guard suddenly signaled him to stop outside a prison door on his left. With a loud buzz, the door unlocked and swung open. Odin entered, and it closed behind him again.

The cell was just as he had suspected. Cold, gray and empty save for a few dirty matresses along the wall. He could see that there had been other prisoners here just recently. Probably petty criminals which were released after only a couple of days.

The cell was actually quite large, but split along the middle by a row of thick bars. Probably to seperate the criminals of different genders from each other in a prison often way short on room.

He dumped down on the matrass right by the bars. A cloud of dust roose from it as he made contact with it. This was ridiculous! "It wa just a joke!" He sneered to himself, allmighty pissed over the turn things had taken.

Suddenly, laugher from the other side of the bars caught his attention. First now did he spot the figure sitting in the dark opposite corner of the cell.

"Funny seeing you here," hissed an all to familiar voice. It didn't take Odins brain to long to make up the connection.

"Son of a...!" It burst out of him as he ached himself away from the bars, out of reach for the shewolf on the other side. He remembered how angry she had been when he left her on Fichinia.

It lasted only a couple of seconds tough before he took himself together, and stared defiantly across the room at his fellow inmate. "Ahh, Freya O'Donnell, wasn't it?" He spoke out loud to her. "Last time I saw you, you were, eh... let's say a little tied up in your work."

[Kursed]

Krystal had located the spot where Wolf held Panthers Wife ,although even from this point she could tell she'd be hard pressed to get her out without Wolf finding out, guards were everywhere. The blue Vixen knelt down closing her eyes  trying to find a  way inside through her telepathy.

[Fira-Astrali]

(That's some great writing Fira! )

The sound of Odin and the guards footsteps echoed trough the freezing, moist corridors of the prison. Wind gashed openly trough bars, and he could hear loud coughing from some of the cells. And this was where he had come, just because of an ass of a customs officer, and a moment of thoughtlessness from himself.

He could feel the muzzle of the guards gun poke him between the shoulders, signaling him to go further. Odin was trying to think over how he could get out of this mess. Contacting for help would be impossible, he would have to pull something off on his own if he were to get out of this place for the next decade or so.

The guard suddenly signaled him to stop outside a prison door on his left. With a loud buzz, the door unlocked and swung open. Odin entered, and it closed behind him again.

The cell was just as he had suspected. Cold, gray and empty save for a few dirty matresses along the wall. He could see that there had been other prisoners here just recently. Probably petty criminals which were released after only a couple of days.

The cell was actually quite large, but split along the middle by a row of thick bars. Probably to seperate the criminals of different genders from each other in a prison often way short on room.

He dumped down on the matrass right by the bars. A cloud of dust roose from it as he made contact with it. This was ridiculous! "It wa just a joke!" He sneered to himself, allmighty pissed over the turn things had taken.

Suddenly, laugher from the other side of the bars caught his attention. First now did he spot the figure sitting in the dark opposite corner of the cell.

"Funny seeing you here," hissed an all to familiar voice. It didn't take Odins brain to long to make up the connection.

"Son of a...!" It burst out of him as he ached himself away from the bars, out of reach for the shewolf on the other side. He remembered how angry she had been when he left her on Fichinia.

It lasted only a couple of seconds tough before he took himself together, and stared defiantly across the room at his fellow inmate. "Ahh, Freya O'Donnell, wasn't it?" He spoke out loud to her. "Last time I saw you, you were, eh... let's say a little tied up in your work."

(Haha, thanks ^^)

Freya could help to find some small satisfaction as Odin fell over himself in surprise. It took him a few seconds, but then he composed himself.

"Ahh, Freya O'Donnell, wasn't it? Last time I saw you, you were, eh... let's say a little tied up in your work."

"Oh, you're a right giggle, aren't you?" she growled, glaring at him through the bars. He seemed to be trying to keep his distance from her, so to make him as uncomfortable as possible, she got up to lean on the bars.

"So, genius, how did you end up here? I'm amazed your weasel-ass didn't wiggle it's way out of trouble before it came to this. Or maybe you'd just jump one of the cops?"

[Guest Julius Quasar]

Cliff and Attila went through the sewage tunnels.  They rounded a corner, and encountered a surprised guard.  "What the-!?" the guard's words were cut short by Attila's silenced shotgun blast.

The two of them pressed on, killing more guards down in the tunnels, Cliff would snap their necks or slit their throats, or Attila would blast them with his silenced shotgun.

They entered through the dungeon's floor grate.  The then broke the lock on one of the cell doors, and used a hammer and chisel to chip away the common wall, where they then entered into the armory...

[Tiberius]

Fox and Bill were walkig alongside each other as they proceeded down a favorrie corridor of Bill's. "Sorry about that, Fox. We shouldve kept an eye on that newbie before he was able to get anywhere with his plans." said Bill. "Its alright." said Fox as the second to last transport left. It was headed to Fichina which is still desolate. Bill manage to find himself as his Overlord Operations manager. His codename was Blind Dog because of how traditionally dogs had volunteered to be they eyes of the blind citizens of Corneria long ago. "Do you still think we can win this?" said Bill. "Especially with so many merincaries?" "I think we can do it." answered Fox. "Here." said Bill as he handed him a card. "Your payment." Fox took the card and placed it in his wallet. "Time to get Ti some new toys, eh Fox?" "Ti, Kari and Alex. We need to find some people before we start formulating a plan. They went off to find other methods of payment. How are the new troops?" asked Fox. "Your pay is their performance. And let's just say raises for everyone. They're doing great." said Bill. "Good." said Fox. A voice popped up on the intercomm radio. "The last transport is Oscar Mike. We're ready to go." "Affirmative." said Bill. The two stopped. "Well, see you there. We'll have ops up in no time." "Good. Thank you, Bill." "No, thank you, Fox." he said. He started walking to the last transport as Fox walked to the hanger. "Fox!!!" he turned around. Bill was a ways away bu he could still hear him. "I got married a year ago. She's expectant!" said Bill. "Congratulations! I hope the son gets to see Corneria as it was." Bill nodded and boarded the transport. The doors shut behind him as Fox got in his Arwing. Tiberius and the others that didn't leave were onboard the Great Fox. He was last to leave. As his

Arwing left range of the base, he hit a switch. The base had completely shut down. Then it exploded in a nuclear fire ball. Fox had already made it to the Great Fox. He walked inthe bridge where Tiberius was sitting. "Serena, set a course

for coordinates 00 mark 04. Deepspace." said Fox. "Use stealth mode."

On Corneria, the sun never shined, the seas were as caustic as Venom and Zoness, and the suburbans and countrysides were gone. No wildlife exists. Only transports, people wearing gas masks and dull acid rain jackets and tall tall skyscrapers with almost no end. The tallesr was Emperor and Supreme Comander Daxwell Malon. The lynx was in his usual black and grey suit. No expression but power on his face. On his mind, domination, conquest, and every individual performing to his standards. He did this through replacing every troop and police offericers original organs with cybernetic components. The only thing that was still alive was their skin. He was waiting for his new squadron members to come in. He was looking over the cityscape as he waited. "Order... Isn't it beautiful? And to think that I had to spend 2 years as a CDF Captain to get here." He turned around and looked at a report he received. "So, my former favorite hero has a son? And a daughter too it seems. Time to put bonuties on their heads. Hmmm... 10,000,000 for the girl. I want her to remain under my control. 100,000,000 for the boy. And I will take care of him accordingly." he said as he typed the commands on his computer desk. "This should be over soon. But Starwolf may take the boy for himself as well. I should have him on a bounty too. 1,000,000,000 for the mst hated criminal in Lylat. 1,000,000 each for his henchmen." he finished with his general order statement. "Maintain order. Whatever the cost." He finished and waited for his new peons. He was actually a lean person. He did have good looks too. Ot was his stare that deterred most people. A death stare that seemed as though he had Medusa's eye that turned men to stone. Only this applies to everything. 

[Geo Stelar]

They should be after me right about now, Steve thought. He activated stealth mode, just in case, and flew low to the ground. He did a U-Turn and set a course back to the base, without leaving a trace. He didn't know what he was doing, but his heart and senses guided him, to a path he don't know.

[Tiberius]

(um, second cluster is your cue bad guys.)

[Geo Stelar]

(So I was supposed to get those commands?)

[Kursed]

Krystal finnaly got through the barriers and to panthers wife she sensed around quickly gainign what she needed "Thank goodness the baby's alright"She whispered so the guards wouldnt' hear her. she got up then started to walk away trying to act like a normal citizen.

"Course laid in ,Fox I also have a call from Kari."

[Tiberius]

"Put it through." said Fox.

( no Geo. That means be there)

[Kursed]

"Put it through." said Fox.

( no Geo. That means be there)

"What took you so long dad I sent this call a hour agO?" kari complained "It looks like the old asteroid base is still intact so far I don't think Malon has suspected it was even here I've found the weapons production we needed ,and look who I found sneaking around.  Kari smiked turnign the camera to face a large tiger.

"Heh, uhh...Hi Fox long time no see huh?" The large tiger asked.

[Geo Stelar]

(I see)

Steve suddenly remembered something while flying. He decided he'd go back. He used Speedtravel boost and headed off for Corneria.

[Tiberius]

(*facepalms on both of you* no cerinian weapons. And read the dialouge. Tigress is alright even though Id rather have a new avian on the team.)

"Indeed, Tigress. Think you can start designing new weapons soon?" asked Fox. Tiberius smiled widely. He remembered Tigress from a long time ago when she was still able to be his godmother.

[Kursed]

(*facepalms on both of you* no cerinian weapons. And read the dialouge. Tigress is alright even though Id rather have a new avian on the team.)

"Indeed, Tigress. Think you can start designing new weapons soon?" asked Fox. Tiberius smiled widely. He remembered Tigress from a long time ago when she was still able to be his godmother.

"We'll see Fox I'll get to work on soemthing although some of the  Production Facilties here aren't in good shape I may have to work a few things the old fashion way till I can get some repair droids up."Tigress  the large tiger replied.

[Asper Sarnoff]

(Haha, thanks ^^)

Freya could help to find some small satisfaction as Odin fell over himself in surprise. It took him a few seconds, but then he composed himself.

"Ahh, Freya O'Donnell, wasn't it? Last time I saw you, you were, eh... let's say a little tied up in your work."

"Oh, you're a right giggle, aren't you?" she growled, glaring at him through the bars. He seemed to be trying to keep his distance from her, so to make him as uncomfortable as possible, she got up to lean on the bars.

"So, genius, how did you end up here? I'm amazed your weasel-ass didn't wiggle it's way out of trouble before it came to this. Or maybe you'd just jump one of the cops?"

(No problem. )

The first shock of seeing the shewolf had passed, and Odin had returned to his cool and collected self. Walking up to the bars, making a point that he wasn't afraid of her. At least not much, he was still on guard. For a second, he imagined how it would feel her grabbing hold of his arms and pulling his head into the bars before he could react.

"Let's just say the custom officer didn't have the same sense of humor as I." He growled, staring defiantly in Freyas eyes. Despite them being filled with rage, she had the most beautifull eyes he had ever seen. The moonlight coming trough the windows sparkled in them, as if they were sapphires.

"And you? One would think you just had to swish your tail in front of the guards, and you'd be out'ta here." He continued. "And how comes daddys little girl are all by herself now?"

[Guest Julius Quasar]

Cliff and Attila, now in the armory of Hurkha the Toad's Palace, gathered up every available weapon they could find.

Cliff now donned a Gatling Chain gun, and Attila had a hyper laser rifle.

The got explosives, body armor, barrier shield power cells, and more.  Cliff knocked over some stuff in the armory, and the two guards outside protecting the entrance came in.  "HEY!  What in the-aaack!"  Attila slit the throat of one guard, as Cliff shot the other guard with his laser pistol.  They dragged the guards into the room, and made their way through the palace, killing all the guards, awake and asleep...they stood outside the guards' quarters, and shot them as they filtered out of the doorways.  "Like shootin' fish in a toilet!" said Cliff, as he shredded through them with his chaingun.

"Barrel, you idiot!  'like shooting fish in a barrel'..." said a guard behind them.  Attila shot that guard.  "He almost got us! We gotta hurry up, and finish this thing..." said Attila.

As they mopped up, Hurkha came out of his throne room, with his entourage of top lieutenants.

"What is the meaning of this!?" he shouted, squinting.

"Hurkha!?  We've come to take over your operations!" said Attila.

"Attila!?  Cliff!?  You idiots!  You betrayed me!  I'm gonna kill you both real quick!" shouted Hurkha.

As he said this, Cliff and Attila opened fire on Hurkha, but he dove out of the way, and hid behind his throne with his weapon ready, as Cliff and Attila activated their barrier shields, and entered the throne room, opening fire on Hurkha's lieutenants who had taken cover, and shot at them.  The lieutenants were killed, and Hurkha fired his weapon uselessly, as it failed to kill either Cliff or Attila, who kept reactivating their barrier shields' power supply.

Cliff fired his newly acquired chain gun at the same time Attila fired his newly acquired hyper laser rifle into Hurkha's fat gut.

They got him.

A strange quietness hung over the house, as dead guards, soldiers, mercenaries, hired goons, assassins, enforcers, and more, all lay strewn about the palace.  Hurkha, spitting and coughing up blood and slime, crawled out from behind his throne.

"You stupid pricks! *cough, cough* My beautiful home!  Look what you've done to it!" said Hurkha.  Attila kicked Hurkha onto his side, and Hurkha fell onto his side, then lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling, looking at the faces of Cliff and Attila.  "I'd have had you boys made, Cliff and Attila, I'd have had you made..." he moaned.  Cliff and Attila looked at each other, grinned, pulled out their laser pistols, and Cliff said "Say 'goodnight', Mr. Hurkha..."

*ZAP-ZAP!*

Attila and Cliff had won!

[Kursed]

Krystal got back to the cantina sitting down at the dark table in the Corner of the  Bar waiting for someone who she had just called to arrive.

[Geo Stelar]

Steve saw Corneria from a distance. Why am I even doing this?, thought Steve. But no matter. He vowed to do this. If he was meant to do this, he will do it.

Almost an hour later he landed on their base. Before he got out of his cockpit, he put on his gas mask and acid-proof jacket. He proceeded to the tallest skyscraper, presented his pass, and went in.

[Tiberius]

"How nice of you to finally join me, Mr. McKarter. And well done" He brought up a file on the holomonitor of his desk computer so he could see too. "I read your report. Now we can safely use that territory to our advantage and spread our influence to rid of those rebels once and for all." The image phased out. "I also admire your sense of puctuallity. First to perform a mission, first to arrive. But punctuallity won't get you where I am. It takes charisma and the ability to satisfy needs while also benefitting from it. Only then can you find leadership." said Malon. He sat down at his desk. The desk was only the second largest peice of furniture. There were two black leather couches. But one would not want to know who's hide it came from. Steven sat down and still stared at him. "Another thing required for leadership is trustworthyness. Or else all is lost." he moved some data disks over and stacked them. "Mr. McKarter, do you trust me?" he asked. 

[Guest Julius Quasar]

Attila and Cliff, now in charge of Hurkha's Palace, threw open the doors to the Harem where all the slave girls were kept.

"Hello, ladies!" said Cliff.

"We killed Hurkha!" Attila bragged.

One of the harem girls strutted up to Cliff and Attila.  "Hey..." she said, softly.

Cliff and Attila made a deal with the dancing girls to stay...Attila and Cliff told them that if they did leave, they'd just get kidnapped again, and sold on the black market as slaves again, this time to someone worse than Hurka, probably, so the slave dancing girls stayed at the Palace, as Cliff's and Attila's girls...

Cliff and Attila had fun with the girls, and the following day, they hired and paid contractors to fix the damage they had done, and to reinforce the security flaws in the Palace.  Cliff and Attila used the protection money Hurkha and his goons had stored up to pay for all of this.  They had their fighters placed safely in the hangar, they and the slave girls had fun in the treasure room, sliding down the mountains of gold coins...they had a huge party that evening....

After the party, as the girls went to sleep in the harem, Cliff and Attila then decided to meet with each other in the throne room to talk about hiring new soldiers for protection, and to generate money to pay them.

"We gotta take over the protection ring that Hurkha had..." said Cliff.  "Agreed". Attila replied, setting the security system, which locked all the doors and windows, as well as the security barriers and the new force fields and alarms.

[Tiberius]

(okay, I know Ive had my moments, but that's just wrong.)