Coyote2486 Presents…..


To rise; to appear; to come into existence, they all mean the same thing, just a different wording. When one has the power to make all submit to him, some will use it, some will expel it forever.

Dredd has this power, and he is bent on bringing everything in this system under his control. The Lylat System is in his hands now. A Starfox team has been formed, but they are young and inexperienced, despite Falco's help. In the end, it will require more than just them this time…

The cave was silent, cold, and wet. A vulpine made his way through the dark tunnel. He walked through with a depressed and disappointed face. His boots hitting the ground echoed a sound throughout the tunnel. The tunnel was taller than him, and wider, but he felt confined. A drop of water fell onto his ear and he flinched. He touched his head to feel that it was in fact water. He quickly moved on. The tunnel was long, and dark. He could barely see in front of him. He slowly made his way into a large chamber. In the center, there was a beam of light that shot down from the roof of the chamber. It illuminated an altar that had six tubes that contained crystals. He looked to see that two were unoccupied. The two were green and blue. The other four were red, purple, orange, and yellow. The vulpine looked down to his right wrist to see a strange device that was on his right wrist. He reluctantly pressed a button on a panel on the side. It slid out and slid to the right to reveal a container that held a blue crystal. He then removed the container and pulled out the crystal. It glowed in his hand, emitting a light blue light. He closed his fingers around it. He shut his eyes and shook his head. Then, he slowly returned it to the altar. The crystal floated in the air as soon as it was placed into it. The crystal of creation was returned.

A yellow-furred vixen holding a blaster slowly came to his side. She looked over to him. He still had his eyes shut and he had his fist clenched. His teeth were bared in anger.

"You did the right thing," she told him. The vulpine stopped baring his teeth.

"That's not the problem," the vulpine replied and pointed at the empty, green tube. "There's one missing, the crystal of technology is missing."

The yellow vixen looked over to see that it was in fact empty. She shook her head.

"That's not good," then, the vixen's eyes shot out wide. "Wait! Do you think…"

The vulpine shook his head. "I don't think, I know."

The vixen nodded and made her way back to the tunnel that led to the exit. The vulpine slowly followed her. When she realized that he had reached her side, she said:

"Coyote, this is a big problem." Coyote kept walking.

"I know Ashley, and that's what I'm worried about. Our 'retirement' may have come to a halt." Coyote replied as he threw his arm around her shoulder. She flinched from the slight hit and shook her head. She knew it, her son and his team couldn't do it alone.

"I just…heard some idea in my mind that wasn't mine. It was Falco's," Marcus said into the microphone. Marcus sat in his room in front of his own screen call. Krystal was on the other end, hearing him out. Marcus had recently unintentionally read Falco's mind and he was talking to his mother about it.

Krystal sighed and looked down for a minute. After about a minute of silence, she raised her head.

"Well, no other species is known to have telepathy besides the Cerinians, so it seems like you got ahold of my Cerinian genes, while retaining most of Fox's features. You must be much more alike to me than we previously thought," Krystal informed him. Marcus shook his head. He put his head down and put his hands over his eyes.

"What's wrong?" she asked him.

"Nothing," Marcus replied. Krystal laughed.

"Nice try." Marcus's head shot up.

"What?! How did you…." Marcus asked.

"Well, since you have telepathy, our bond is extremely strong."

Marcus was shocked. He was thousands of miles away and she could still read his mind. Now he truly was trapped, and stuck to his mother forever.

"Don't think like that! I'm here to help, not to hinder!" Krystal yelled.

"I'm sorry, it's just weird," Marcus quietly reassured.

Marcus had always been paranoid about his mother's abilities. She always knew what he was worried about, when he was lying, and what girls he liked. He shook his head.

"I just don't know what to do," Marcus complained. Krystal sighed. She knew that he wasn't going to take this the right way.

"You need to hold on. These next few weeks are going to be hard for you. You are going to have ideas enter your mind at random until you learn to control it. I'm sorry, but that's the way it's going to be." Krystal reluctantly informed him. Marcus shook his head.

"Well, thanks anyway," Marcus said.

"Of course, keep me updated," Krystal told him. The screen suddenly flashed off. Marcus got up from his chair and exited his room.

(And so it begins. I have some bad news for you guys, but it's actually good news to me. I am going to be going to basketball practice every day of the week from now until it ends. This means that chapters will be released much slower due to homework after, which would leave me with not much time to write after school. On weekends, I won't practice, so those are the times that I can write. I'm sorry if this displeases some of you, but this is going to help me get better at the sport. Other than that, I hope you enjoyed this bit!)

P.S: Due to Windows 8.1 basically braking my computer, I was forced to do a system restore, and I lost Microsoft Office. Thanks to their absolutely retarded policy with these kinds of things, I will have to get it AGAIN to begin writing again. So F**K Microsoft and the Xbox One, PS4 is better anyway.