The Star Fox Force

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*The four of them stare at where Palutena and Pit once stood, until R.O.B. connects to Fox's comlink for a report"

R.O.B. (via comlink): Fox, there is a clear hyperspace path to Corneria. It is time to go.

*Fox nods, then turns to Blujay and Master Hand*

Fox: Well, that's our cue!

*Fox sticks out his hand again to Blujay*

Fox: Until we meet again.

*Blujay grasps it once more and shakes it*

Blujay: Another day, another time.

*The heroes then part ways, Blujay to the Lightning's Breath, and Star Fox to the helm of the Great Fox VII. Master Hand teleports out of the hangar and out into space.*

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Departing Ways

*After many hours of discussion, Star Fox realized that they could no longer stay in the Metroid Realm... Every moment there, their own realm of the Lylat system was left undefended. Additionally, Palutena and Pit agreed to return back to Palutena's temple in the Kid Icarus Realm. After many hours, the Great Fox VII had self-generated enough energy to make a full hyper jump back to Corneria. Blujay, Fox, Falco, Krystal, Pit and Palutena met in the main hangar to say their last goodbyes to each other.*

Fox: Well, friends, thank you for all of your help. I'm glad we could stay and help as much as we could, but we must really be going.

*Blujay smirks as he places his hand in Fox's and shakes it*

Blujay: Of course--anything for old friends.

Pit: Anytime! If you need anything from the Overworld Army, I'm your angel!

Falco: Fighting beside you is always a pleasure, guys. Maybe in the future before one of us dies we can fight again!

*Falco gives Blujay and Pit hand-shakes with his feather hand*

Krystal: Thank you, both! I'll miss all of you.

*She gives hugs to Blujay, Pit, and Palutena*

Palutena: You are such honorable friends. You have my blessings. And speaking of blessings...

*Palutena turns to Blujay*

Palutena: Give me your hands. And take off your jacket.

*Blujay, raising an eyebrow, takes off his laser-and-bullet resistant jacket and places it on the ground, revealing a white armored vest underneath. His arms are now seething with the black, lava-like darkness, and it stings him just to move. But to the goddess' orders, he extends his arms to her. Palutena takes one arm in each of her hands.*

Palutena: Lumen desuper magnitudine tua purga tenebras . Auferte nequitiam ab anima viri istius, et animi puritatem suam , pacis et vitae.

*As she says these words, her green eyes glow a brilliant golden light, and the corruption from Blujay's arms begins to evaporate. After she finishes her spell, the corrupted charcoal skin turns back to Blujay's tan color, the cracks are sealed, and the pain is gone. Blujay is completely healed from his corruption.*

Blujay: Palutena! I... I don't know how to thank you!

*Palutena giggles*

Palutena: Let's just say you owe me one.

*She leans forward and gives Blujay a graceful hug, as a queen would to a noble knight. Fox laughs.*

Fox: Not to shower presents on Blujay or anything, but we kind of chipped in something else as well.

*Fox snaps his fingers, and a hangar crew nearby presses a command on a control panel nearby. A bay door from the side of the hangar opens, and on a moving platform enters a newly constructed Lightning's Breath, complete with all of its bells and whistles.

Falco: I put in some suggestions for tech in order to improve the shielding systems. Just remember, to maintain invincibility... Ugh, I can't believe I'm saying this, but "Do a barrel roll."

*Blujay laughs*

Blujay: It's perfect.

Fox: We took the schematics from what Cuefive gave us when your ship was damaged last time and made it from that. Everything should be back to the way it was before Travis destroyed it. We even plugged Cuefive back in there for you.

*Blujay takes Fox's hand and brings him in for a hug*

Blujay: You guys are the best! Thank you!

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*After an hour of resting after their traumatic experience, Star Fox holds a meeting in the Conference Room to discuss further plans, consisting of the heroes that were on the ship. There was many things to discuss, like how they were supposed to get back home, what to do with the Traveler (since he practically declared war on all the Realms), Gorea (who is the largest threat at the moment), but most importantly, a way for Star Fox to return home. In the room present is Falco, Fox, Krystal, and R.O.B.. The commanding crew has stabilized the ship in orbit.*

Falco: A lot of the heroes left before we crash landed, Fox. We're without a lot of them.

Fox: Then we'll have to go on with what other heroes we have left, then find the others in time. Right now, we need a plan of action if we're to get home.

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*The Engineer's eyes suddenly widen*

Engineer #1: The power levels are at full!

Falco: Good, then let's—!

*Suddenly, the ship lurches forward as the Great Fox accelerates its speed in order to exit the atmosphere. The ride upwards is turbulent, but after 10 minutes of havoc, the ship and its crew are FINALLY in space, and off of the Planet Tyyris. The entire crew is safe.*

*Everyone cheers again, this time, lastingly. R.O.B. puts the ship in orbit, and Falco falls in one of the command chairs and laughs.*

Falco: That Blujay did it! We're off Tyyris! Ha... I thought for sure there we were dead!

*Falco opens his comlink*

Falco (via comlink): Fox, how's everything down there?

Fox (via comlink): Blujay fell unconscious, and there's something wrong on with his body. I need an emergency team from the Medical Sector to pick him up ASAP.

Master Hand *telepathically*: No need.

*Master Hand appears from outside the ship and picks Blujay up and teleports him to the Medical Sector, where doctors take him away in a stretcher to be examined*

Fox: Nevermind. Master Hand's got it.

Falco: I hope he's alright. Dude's been through a lot. I still can't believe it, though... We actually made it.

Fox: I know. Thank goodness we had Blujay and the Master Hand; otherwise, we FOR SURE would have died.

Falco: No doubt about that.

Fox: Let's meet in the Conference Room, and bring all the heroes together. We'll talk about what to do next then.

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*R.O.B.’s sensors go off*

R.O.B.: It is here!

Falco: *Turning to the Engineers* GET THIS SHIP OUT OF HERE!

Engineer #1: But sir, the energy for planetary departure is still—

Falco: JUST. DO IT.

Engineer #1: As you say, sir.

*The engineer gears up the engines, and the engines roar to life as suddenly the ship lurches forward and upwards*

Falco: Let's hope it's enough!

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*Outside, the ship pulls forward ahead of the Terror of Tyyris as it leaps out of the ground. For moments, the Terror's gaping mouth practically surrounds the hull of the ship, but with enough speed the Great Fox generates the ship escapes it just BARELY. One of the teeth of the large creature actually skims the bottom of the vessel as it flies off, and the Great Fox flies off into the atmosphere safely.*

R.O.B.: We are safe! We outraced the Terror!

*The entire crew in the command deck cheers excitedly, with loud clapping and hollering, happy to be alive. This only lasts for a moment before the engineer says..."

Engineer #1: Sir, the ship is almost out of power, and we're losing altitude! We'll never make it to the upper atmosphere!

*Falco quickly opens his comlink with Fox*

Falco: FOX! Get Blujay to boost the ship again!

*Acknowledging Falco, Fox turns to Blujay*

Fox: We're going to need everything you have, Blujay—quick, before we all die!

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*Meanwhile, on the bridge, Falco is giving orders*

Falco: Command team, get to your stations! I want all engines to be online as soon as possible!

Engineer #1: Sir, engines ARE online, but we don't have enough to escape the atmosphere.

Falco: When it's ready, don't give me warning—JUST DO IT.

R.O.B.: Falco, we have a problem.

Falco: Uh-oh... Don't tell me that!

*Falco turns to R.O.B. and rushes up the staircase to the main control console. R.O.B. is evaluating a radar*

R.O.B.: It would seem the Terror of Tyyris has gone underground, and in doing so, it has accelerated to three-times its velocity. The beast will be here in 45 seconds.

*Falco's eyes grow wide, and opens his comlink with Fox again*

Falco: Fox, we're out of time! The Beast has accelerated and will devour the ship at any moment! We need that energy NOW.

Fox: Dang it! Falco, give the order to lift off. NOW.

*On the other end, Fox turns to Blujay*

Fox: Blujay, you need to give the engines EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT, otherwise we're all worm chow!

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[4 MINUTES UNTIL ARRIVAL]

*Fox helps Blujay into the Engine Room with a massive, brand spanking-new engine in front of him, and a computer console which sits at his fingertips, blank from lack of power*

Fox: We're here, Master Hand. Blujay, work you magic!

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[TIME UNTIL ARRIVAL OF TERROR OF TYYRIS — 9 minutes]

*Star Fox arrives at the Great Fox VII in their Arwings and land in the hangar, which is slanted at an angle because of the ship’s wreckage position*

Fox: *Jumping out of his Arwing* Falco, get to the bridge! See if there’s anything you can do to help R.O.B. for getting the controls online! Make sure everyone in that control room is AT THEIR STATIONS when this thing is ready to fly!

Falco: You go it, Fox! *Lightning dashes in the direction of the nearest door, then continues to the bridge*

Fox: Krystal, I need you to make sure all of the other passengers are seated in and ready for take-off; Sonic, Amy, Lady Palutena, everyone!

Krystal: You got it, babe.

Fox: Blujay, follow me to the Engine Room. I hope your plan works.

Blujay: *Grimacing at his hurting hands* Trust me, it should.

*Fox opens his comlink*

Fox (via telepathic-comlink): Master Hand, how is it looking?

Master Hand (telepathically): Fox, the engine is almost complete. I'll need five more minutes to make it in functional condition.

Fox (telepath-comlink): Five minutes should be the amount of time it takes for us to get to you. Let's hope we're not too late!

*By now, Falco has made it to the bridge. Once he gets there, he activates his comlink again*

Falco: Fox, Crazy Hand and Pit are still out there lighting that thing up, but it's not budging.

Fox: Call them in, then. We can't lose anyone else.

Falco: Affirmative.

*Switches to Pit's and Crazy Hand's frequency*

Falco: Crazy Hand, Pit, get back to the Great Fox. We won't have time for dilly dallying once this bird's functional.

Pit: Got it, on my way back.

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R.O.B.: Arrival time of the Terror of Tyyris increased by 15 minutes.

Falco: Fox, that's STILL not enough time.

Fox: Master Hand, you don't need to do anything fancy, we can worry about remodeling once we get into space. We just need to GET OFF THE PLANET.

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Fox: Master Hand, we don’t HAVE an hour! We have now 19 minutes until that thing ingests the entire ship whole!

*Fox sees an indicator on his dashboard showing that Falco is on the other frequency, and switches to his bird friend*

Falco: What’s Master Hand saying for repairs?

Fox: An hour, tops.

Falco: Yeesh! Doesn’t he have blueprints or something like that in his mind?

Fox: I don’t think it works like that.

Falco: Well, we’ll have to buy him time then.

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(All via com link)

R.O.B.: Fox, the sentient is 20 miles away and is coming at us at approximately 60 miles an hour.

Falco: Fox, that thing will be at the Great Fox VII in 20 minutes!

Fox: And we'll be there in 12. If we're lucky, Master Hand should be done by the time we get there.

*Fox switches his frequency to a special psychic frequency only Master Hand can detect*

Fox: Master Hand, do you read me?

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Falco: A large power source, kind of like... OH NO.

Fox: Krystal, tell me that thing isn't going where I think it's going.

*Krystal on her data pad makes some calculations, only with negative results.*

Krystal: It is. It's going STRAIGHT for the Great Fox VII.

Fox: Falco! Full jets to the Great Fox! We need to get there before that thing does!

Falco: Roger that!

*The Arwings blast off at high speed towards the Great Fox, trying to outrun the Terror of Tyrris.*

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*Fox smirks.*

Fox: Well, aside from the Great Fox VII’s engines being torn to shreds, we’re doing okay over here.

*Suddenly, the ground shakes again.*

Krystal *via intercom*: Fox! Major seismic readings, to the east!

Fox: More sand burrowers?

Krystal: No... MUCH larger.

Falco: Fox, backup Arwing is here!

*The backup Arwing arrives, landing down next to Fox and Blujay*

Blujay: I'm not doing this again.

Fox: Me neither. Get in!

*Fox and Blujay jump in the Arwing, and Fox takes the controls, taking off immediately after hopping in.*

*Moments after taking off, Fox and Blujay get a good visual of the seismic tremors that Krystal was detecting. A large chunk of sand, about a half a mile in diameter, was shaking and stirring. Then suddenly, something BIG erupted from the sand, and after a few moments, it was clear what it was--it was a behemoth sand burrower, with a jaw a half a mile wide, and a body extensive beyond belief. It leapt out of the ground with great force, high into the air, before crashing down into the sand again, digging itself into the earth.*

Falco: What in the name of--

Krystal: What is that thing?

Fox: Whatever it is, it's not interested in us!

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*Blujay and Fox get up*

Fox: Well, well, well... I was wondering where he went.

*Suddenly, from the ground in front of them erupted one last sand burrower, which looked down angrily on Blujay and Fox with the intent to kill*

Fox: Falco, there's a sand burrower! Shoot it down!

Falco *via intercom*: I can't! The gatling gun's jammed!

*Falco tries to pull the trigger to the best of his ability, but not to his avail, the gun did not fire. In the back seat, Krystal watched out the window in horror as Fox and Blujay were about to be eaten.*

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*Fox is thrown into the air with Blujay*

Fox: ACK!

Krystal: FOOOX!!

*Falco, in the Arwing, aims the gatling gun at the wriggling sand-worm. He is about to fire when suddenly, two of the sand burrowers that were surrounding Fox and Blujay jump out of the ground, jaws open, ready to swallow Blujay and Fox alive*

Falco: Oh no!

*The sand burrowers reached for the two heroes, and they were about to be swallowed...*

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*Fox lands next to Blujay, then sees the sand burrowers in the distance*

Fox: This should be interesting.

*The sand burrowers in the distance begin to close in from all sides, and soon, the moving sand, showing where the beasts are, enclose them in a 15 meter radius circle*

*Falco in the Arwing attempts to blast through the sand with his diamond-bullet gatling gun, but the creatures are too deep. None of the bullets touch them.*

Falco *via intercom*: Fox! There's too many of them!

Krystal: Arwing's almost here! Hang in there Fox!

Fox *turning to Blujay as the beasts close in to kill them* : Blujay... I don't see a way out of this one. All of our weapons are useless.

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*Falco and Krystal quickly make their way back to the second Arwing. Along the way, Falco orders his Arwing to remotely take off, which when it does, it triggers the energetic sand burrowers' movement towards the vehicle. The sand burrowers leap from out of the sand, jumping and attempting to bite at the vehicle, which -- thanks to R.O.B. 64's Arwing AI enhancement, it is able to detect and avoid the incoming hostiles. When it is above Falco and Krystal, the two athletically jump up onto the spacecraft and board, and Falco takes control, flying high above the location.*

Krystal: I've sent a distress signal to R.O.B. to send a backup Arwing here. It may take some time!

Fox [via radio]: Sweetheart, we don't have much time!

*Fox quickly dodges as a sand burrower leaps out of the ground where he once stood, and he dodges again as the same creature dives at him. In retaliation, Fox fires at the creatures, but the small, rapid-fire lasers are ineffective against their heavy armor.*

Fox: Falco, Blujay's right -- the armor is energy resistant. It might be too strong for plasma as well.

Krystal: What about bombs?

Falco: No, they're too close to the monsters. But don't worry -- I've got a few tricks!

*Falco presses a few buttons on his command console and retracts the plasma rifles from underneath the Arwing. Moments later, from under the nose of the spaceship comes out a high-powered gatling gun.*

*Just then, a sand burrower comes up from the ground next to Fox -- sensing the energy in his blaster pistol -- and Fox's arm is snatched between two of the teeth in the gum.*

Fox: WHOOAA-WHAA!!

Krystal: Fox!!

*Fox, with little time to lose, kicks the side of the creature's head, attempting to free himself from the grasp of the beast. But the sand burrower is unfazed. None of the hits are effective.*

*Falco focuses his crosshairs on the lower body of the worm.*

Falco: How's THIS for worm-chow?

*Falco fires the gatling gun, and a spray of blue-glowing diamond bullets tear through the sand burrower, killing the creature. The monster flailed as it was shot, flinging Fox and his gun away, through the air.*

Fox: Whoooooaaa! Hey!

*Fox spun to land, but just as he was beginning to descend into the soft sand, another sand burrower -- from out of the blue -- jumped up to snatch the Fox out of the air. Fox saw the creature dive to eat him, considering how many electronics he had on his body, and prepared to be eaten...*