Starfox: The fall.

Author note: I'm going to try and add a chapter once a week, I haven't worked as much as I would have liked to on this chapter but felt like I wanted to add this tonight and not later. so I could at least get a little feedback. and for those who actually read these things, there is some sodomy near the end, so keep reading.

The albino fox that bought McCloud was pretty damn smart. He had not only thrown Star wolf on the wrong track, hopefully resulting in a month or two of searching before they would resurface. He sat behind his terminal with a foam cup of tea and drank deeply before picking up his clipboard of expenses. He smirked lightly at the test that read ‘one foreign prisoner, Lylat, Bought for the sum of one million credits by Dr. E. Suchong. He sipped his tea again and leaned back to look over the scorching on his trousers that those four bandits did when they tried to stop him from leaving with McCloud. He was VERY lucky to have avoided being shot. He sighed lightly and looked over at his terminal before setting down his cup and putting his fingers on the keyboard.

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Fox McCloud is to be medicated with platforms H-19, 20, and 21. Put him on round clock observation and monitoring. Note any changes in behavior. Personal Note: If the following platforms work well with McCloud, there are many criminal and government factions within Lylat that would jump at the chance to get mass quantities of them. Or I could simply hand them off to some terrorists and wait for hell to break loose. It’s very easy to destabilize a system, run in and grab as many resources, classified schematics, and slaves before high tailing it right back to the home system. Better yet, if things really go downhill, I could simply seize control of lylat all together. The platforms might not do enough damage to destroy the entire system, but it will cause a weakness that I can exploit. Very promising, IF they work.
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Suchong sent in the command before taking another drink from his cup before a guard messaged him on his terminal. The Bandits were trailing them. Suchong simply told the guards to fire on them if they got too close and to keep in range of the space stations that had turrets. Although he hated being away from his work he felt it would be a fun little vacation to see if he can add four more lylatians to his collection….

Fox stood up and staggered a little before turning to see the ship turn a corner out of view. This was just insulting. It’s one thing to have him arrested and sold in front of his Exe, worst enemy, and past mentor. It’s one thing to drug him and fly him half way across a system, but stripping him down to his undies and kicking him out into a half empty city when its below fifty degrees out is just humiliating. Fox rubbed over his chest lightly as the pain went away, replaced by the chill of the night air in the dark city. He wrapped his arms around him and shivered lightly as he looked around at his immediate area. The buildings and roads were stone, carved right out of the rocky moon surface he was trapped on. The buildings were square, shaped so that the roads intersected in blocks of about 30 or 40 meters before hitting an intersection. Looking up he could see that the buildings ranged from 6 stores to full sky scrapers, extending as far up as most of the buildings in Corneria. He almost stumbled backwards before catching his balance and starting to walk down the street.
Damn was it cold, much of the ground and walls was covered with a light frost and it pained the pads of Fox’s feet when he stepped down. Fox looked up again at the sky again to look out to the stars. There was a purplish red formation that stretched across the stars like ribbon. “That’s always cool…” Fox said aloud. He dropped his head and looked forward. Most of the buildings seemed to be business centers or other assorted buildings. Fox looked around and saw an orange light in the distance. He got down and crept closer to view three prisoners standing and warming up. They were wrapped in several layers of thick cloth to keep warm. Fox’s eyes widened when he saw that one of the prisoners was packing an assault rifle on his back. The others had knives but the rifle was bad enough.
He happened to look down for a moment to see a projected green line, made of light at his feet. He turned to see that it when around the corner. This must be the system that leads him to his assigned medical station or whatever. He doubled back and started to follow the line, staying close to the wall and sidewalk and keeping his eyes and ears open, no matter how hard it was to keep focused in the cold. Being quiet was a challenge as well, he started to shiver and clatter his teeth within moments of starting on his way.
He stopped, having a quick and violent shivering fit. This wasn’t going to work; he was going to freeze into a furry-cicle! He looked around and scanned along. He kept walking and started to jog to keep his body heat up. It was loud and he could hear his own echo but he stopped thinking. He came to a sudden halt, which resulted in him sliding about a foot when he came to a small mall at the first two levels of a building. He looked over the entrance and name, nothing interesting but he did see that there was more than one men’s clothing store inside. It wasn’t likely but he might find some pants or something.
He was able to get into the building without having to use a rock or walk through broken glass. The inside was dark, and damp, and even colder then outside, but the lights were on in some areas of the plaza. Fox went to the first clothing store, it was a fancy dress store and it was completely looted, Most of the clothes were taken, burnt or burning. BURNING! Fox looked around and saw that there wasn’t anyone else with him before he went in and warmed himself near a pile of burning sweater vests. Fox hated those things; it’s good that someone found a use for them. He exited the store and looked around for the second store.
“Someone tried way too hard to get in there…” Fox said, the store not only locked down, but the outer doors were crushed in and inert. It would be impossible to get in through that way. He looked around and gave up for a moment before a air vent caught his eye. It was about three feet above Fox and seemed to go right into the store.
It wasn’t easy, nor was it fun, but Fox was now inside the air vent. He shimmed forward slowly, cold metal on his fur felt like hell but he still wanted to get into this damned store. He imagined dying in this fucking place. In about 5 years some poor guy would try the same thing and see his corpse… frozen to the vent like a well hidden murder victim. After going some way, Fox suddenly found himself much lighter… as the floor of the vent came loose and he fell right out of the ceiling. For the second time today Fox thought he broke his rib. He slowly stood in complete darkness for a moment before the automatic lights came on. He looked around and found himself right in the store, thank god… or gods if you were the same religion as Krystal.
The front of the store was locked up good, but from this angle he can ram the metal doors back outward and be done with it, but for now he was still freezing and needed to get dressed. He looked around, from the looks of it this store catered to the stylish, sexually ambiguous crowd, but he didn’t care. He grabbed a pair of pants his size and quickly slipped them on and they quickly warmed up. He then threw on a shirt and stopped to admire a black, wool lined bomber jacket that was hanging by its lonesome behind the counter, and then took it. The jacket fit like a glove and was top quality. That’s when Fox looked under the counter and found it.
It was a gun, a gun in a clothing store but He wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He reached down to pull it out of the shadows of the counter and look it over. It was as long as a small magnum, and as heavy as one as well, two holes at the end of the muzzle and plenty of stopping power. He pulls the barrels and the handle to unlatch it, looking at the shells inside. Two rifle shells, both of them unused and ready to go. Fox grinned at his luck, he read the side. “Dragonsex?” He read the name out loud and saw the engraving on the muzzle of the twoshot. It was quite explicit. One side had a female lizard like figure posing on her side with two fans covering her form. The other side had a male figure with the same attitude, but without the fans, and at full mast. He smirked and made sure the pistol was on safety before putting it in his jacket.
If it was one think Fox knew about this system, it was that they REALLY loved their guns.
Fox Jolted, the doors from outside shuttered and began to open and Fox took cover behind the counter. He forgot the draw the gun but didn’t bother for now. He looked through a crack and hoped the dim lights would hide him. In walked two large creatures. The first was a brown bear; Fox hadn’t seen many of them in lylat. He was followed by an almost feral black wolf.
“I’m sure I saw someone in here, how else could the lights turn on and the doors unlock?” The bear said
The wolf grunted lightly and looked over the clothes “Luck maybe, and you shouldn’t go around trying to fuck every slim guy that gets thrown in here, it isn’t healthy. If you really want to get your cock sucked you should go to the autumn or do it your own damn self.” The bear went to the back of the store, if he looked just the right way he would see Fox, who had just slowly drawn the gun. “You know damn well I have a thing for smaller males.”
“Everyone is a smaller male for you dammit! Other than me that is.” The wolf was busy looking over some clothes before he tipped over a rack of shirts “Fucking place is empty anyway, nothing I can wear at least.” The wolf turned toward the door and started to leave “If you really want then look all you want, I’m going to go get wasted. “ After the bear was left alone he circled the store again and Fox slowly got up.
The bear had his back turned and Fox had the gun drawn. It would be easy to pull the trigger and kill him, but Fox’s training and morals wouldn’t allow it. Instead Fox needed to talk. He followed the Bear slowly and scoped him for a weapon. He didn’t have one on his hip but might have one elsewhere. Fox simply chirped “Hey.”
The bear stopped and turned slowly “I knew I saw someone-shit….” He saw the gun and didn’t even attempt to pull a weapon. He just kept his eyes on the gun and then looked up at Fox “Don’t sho-“Fox pulled back the hammer of the pistol “Be quiet. Keep your voice down and I won’t give you a bullet lobotomy… I’ve got some questions.” The bear calmed down and looked at the exit and nodded “Shoot. NOT LATERALLY! The questions I mean. “Fox kept the gun trained on him, but only at his chest now “Alright… What’s the meaning of this place?” The bear shrugged, still has his hands up “The doctor who runs this place shoots us up with meds or whatever, you know, testing this stuff on us.” Fox blinked lightly before saying “Why?” The bear shrugged “I don’t know, I’m no scientist.” Fox nodded “Fine, your friend said something about the autumn, what is it?” The bear shifted on his feet “The autumn is a gay bar… the owner was one of the first ones here. Most openly gay guys go there to get laid and stay warm, fed, and safe.” Fox nodded and started to blink again, the edges of his vision were getting blurry. “R-Right.”
The bear slowly grinned and lowered his hands “you haven’t gotten your first shot have you? You’re still poisoned? Well aren’t you dumb to pick a fight right off the ship.” Fox kept the gun raised toward the bear and started to back away. “Don’t come any, any far” He stumbled and tripped over the fallen rack of clothes. Before he could lift the gun again the bear gave a swift kick and launched the handgun across the store. “I’ll help you get your shot… but I want something first.” Fox was weak, but he still crawled backwards away from the bear “No, Stop…” The bear lifted him by his jacket and tossed him into the pile of shirts. “There we go, at least I won’t fuck you on the cold hard ground.” Fox suddenly felt the bear jump on him and pin him to the ground with one arm before flipping him over onto his back.
The Bear grinned and looked down at Fox, His teeth shined in the dim light and his fur gave off a dark brown glow. He dropped his head and started to slowly kiss up Fox’s chin “Damn boy… your sweet.” Fox just put his hands on the bear’s shoulders to try and push him off, but the poison must be having a quicker effect on him then the warden thought. Fox growled weakly as the bear kissed his lips and said “I’ll….kill… you…” The bear just chuckled and kissed him again “Shut up and prepare…” He was flipped on his front again and felt the bear quickly tug down his pants and underwear, and a hard tug upwards on his tail.
Fox felt it, felt the hard heat that pressed up onto his body. The poison seemed to had numbed him as well. The bear slowly pushed himself into Fox with only a low groan. He laid over McCloud and kissed his neck more as he rolled his hips in and out of Fox’s tail. Fox felt the pain only slightly and instead focused on how warm he felt with the bear on top of him, keeping his eyes closed and trying his best not to make any sound, which he failed at with small silent murrs. The bear kept on of his hands under Fox, holding on to his own privates as the bear violated him with his own.
The bear slowed down and groaned hotly into Fox’s ears as he came inside Fox, not even bothering to pull out or anything. He flipped Fox around after pulling out and kissed him more.
Before he did anything else, the bear raped Fox two more times and molested him with his tongue before clothing him again and picking him up. Fox was awake during the first and last time, but blacked out when he was tongued. The bear hefted him up and carried the smaller dazed male out of the store after getting the gun. He carried him over a mile to a darker side of town, filled with neon lights and closer buildings. His wolf friend joined both of them and the bear took the time to show off his gun, but Fox didn’t pay them any mind. Instead he was trying to stay away from the poison.
Before long, they stopped at a spot on the wall in an alley. The bear set Fox down on a box, then took off his jacket and rolled up the sleeve on his shirt before pushing his Fox’s arm into the slot on the medical station. Fox felt a sharp pain as a series of needles punctured his skin and fed him antidote and other assorted chemicals. The bear smiled and licked his lips before picking Fox up a little to rub over his chest lightly “Don’t worry. I know you can’t do much but just remember I saved your life…” He grins “You can repay me later if you want.” He let Fox fall back onto the box and him and his wolf pal left. Fox Felt the poison’s effects lift slowly and before long stood up, sharp pain shot up his leg. He fought through the pain and walked out of the alley to figure out where he was. He looked at the building he was next to and saw that he bright neon sign read “The Autumn “