Author's Note: Sorry for the wait, but i've been busy moving so I bearly had time to write.
The peaceful silence that covered the city was suddenly shattered, and replaced with an ear-splitting explosion that could be heard from a mile away. Debris began to spew out of the condemned building as it started to fall to pieces. A giant cloud of dust hovered from the base and spread out in multiple directions. After the dust dissipated all that remained was a large pile of rubble and some small existing fire. The hired mercenaries that were trapped inside either been instantly killed by the rubble or were currently being burned by the flames; everyones thoughts were leaning towards the former assassin
The Star Fox team and Zeke cautiously walked back to the wreckage and looked the site over. They watch in confusion as Zeke walked to the closest fire pit. He then slipped off his black cloak and held it in his hands for a few seconds. Underneath he was wearing a simple black short sleeve shirt, black pants and boots. He then dropped the clothing into the flames and watched as it was consumed and was nothing but ashes in a matter of seconds. "What's up with that?" Falco asked.
Zeke took a deep breath before answering, "Bad memories…ones that are best forgotten."
They then looked as he started to walk off, with out a care in the world. "Hold it!" Wolf suddenly yelled. "You may have helped us, but you're not off the hook!"
His head shook as he faced him, "I have more important matters to tend to besides going to jail."
He then gave a stern look, "If you think I'm going to tell you, then you have another thing coming."
"Then why don't-"
"Let him go," They all heard Fox say.
Everyone looked at him as if he was a madman. "What!"
Sirens of the police cars blared out in the distance, creating an echo that they all could hear. "If you don't want to spend the rest of your life behind bars, I suggest you move it!" Fox shouted.
Zeke stood his ground before saying, "You don't have to tell me twice." Then he turned and ran into the darkness of the night.
No one else spoke a word as they stood where they were for a few more seconds before Fox started walking. "Why did you do that?" Alex asked.
"I don't know," he responded as he came to a halt. "Lets just get out of here."
"What are were going to tell the General?" Slippy asked.
"I have no idea."
The Next Day
Fox sat alone on the bridge of the Great Fox, awaiting a transmission from the general. Apparently he received a message, instructing to contact him when he had the chance. The memory of last night pledged his mind; he didn't know why he let Zeke go but…it felt like something he needed to do. The more he thought about it the more it confused him. He was a wanted murderer and he let him walk, even though it was his job to bring him in. Suddenly a low pitch beep was heard and a holographic head of the general followed. "Yes general?"
"Star Fox I have an update about the assassin." Hearing the statement made Fox tense up.
Was it possible that he knew that he let him go, or what? "We managed to match up the fingerprints on the blaster you brought me. The assassin's name is Zeke Cohen. He was arrested on Macbeth when he and some group destroyed one of the main train platforms. Apparently they found him unconscious and managed to arrest him before he woke up. During processing they took his fingerprints and drew blood from him, for DNA. But shortly after he managed to escape and thing is no one knows how he escaped.
Hearing all that made Fox start to regret his decision, "Is there anything else?"
"Apparently an old apartment complex was demolished last night, and we know that he was behind it. Once the site was under control the police looked through the wreckage and found traces of blood and fingerprints on various objects that survived the explosion. We matched the prints and the blood with his DNA and they matched. To our relief and our knowledge, he's dead."
Fox relaxed after taking in all that was said. He was relieved to know that an excuse was made, but it confused him. How could Zeke's prints and blood have been found if he fled? He decided to play along, "That's a huge relief, thanks for informing me."
"You're welcome. Sorry to cut this short but I have to go."
"Ok, talk to you soon." Pepper nodded as the hologram faded. Once it was gone Fox let out a huge sigh of relief.
"Guess we're in the clear," A voice announced.
Fox jumped as he looked back, only to find Krystal. "Don't do that."
She chuckled, "Sorry but I couldn't resist."
He watched as she moved to sit on his lap, "I don't know how Zeke did it but-"
"It was clever," She finished for him, as she rested her head upon his shoulder.
He smiled as he caressed the back of her head. "I'm glad this ordeal is done with. I really want to put this thing behind me."
"I know, but something is still bothering me," She spoke as she looked into his eyes. "Why did you let him go?"
Fox couldn't avoid her gazed and sighed before explaining. "I…I don't know. Something in my mind told me to do it even though I had to bring him in. For some reason…I have a feeling he's going to be an asset down the road."
In the darkness of a random room Zeke was typing away on his newly acquired laptop. He was searching for something but was having no luck on it. He hit a few more keys before sitting back with his arms folded. As he waited he mind wandered back to the previous night. It baffled him that Fox let him go, but for some reason he decided to return the favor. After they left re quickly returned to the site and planted some traces of his blood and finger prints on some of the surviving objects. He was almost caught but managed to escape in time.
His thoughts were halted as a beep was heard. He instantly went back and pressed some more keys. Just then nine pictures popped up, each one wearing a black cloak like his. He smiled as he shut the laptop, 'I'll find you all…and this time I won't fail' he thought as he stood up and walked off into the darkness.
A/N: Hope you like, feels good to finish this one. I thank all those whose read this and i hope you all will like the next one I make. So for right now here's a scene from the next one.
The small group searched the whole entire house from top to bottom but they couldn't find anyone. They all gathered back into the ransacked den after they finished their search. Alex sighed in relief as he holstered his blaster," Safe to say they're not here."
"Damn It!" Marcus yelled as he flipped a nearby table.
"Marcus calm down!" Fox commanded.
"How can I!" he yelled as he picked up a small chair and thrust it at the wall, they all watched as it shattered into pieces. "I can't rest knowing those two are still loose, God knows what they are doing right now!"
"You're not going to find out by being angry!" Wolf shouted. Marcus stared at him, still fuming. "You're not going to get anywhere in the state you're in so I suggest you calm down before I make you."
Marcus just stared at Wolf for a bit. He knew he would make good on the threat, plus he wasn't sure exactly what he was going to do. So he took a few breaths before responding, "What next?"
"I'm not sure," Fox responded. "This was the only lead we received so-"
"Wait what's that," Alex interrupted as he pointed at something in the fireplace.
They all looked over and found a long manila envelope resting in on top the wood. Wolf walked over and picked it up and looked it over carefully. His eyes widen as he saw something on the back. He slowly turned his head and held it out, "Fox…it has your name on it."
That puzzled them all after hearing that. Fox went over, took the envelope and looked it over before opening it. He found a piece of paper inside with some words printed on it.
Fox you best keep your loved one close; you may never know what could happen.
The message confused him for a bit, but after thinking it over it started to become clear. 'Krystal!' he thought.