Nest building
#4 of Star Fox: Rebellion
Falco returns from a mission to find trouble and a plan.
Falco yawned in boredom as the third rocket in twelve minutes sailed over the canopy of the Skyclaw. He and his ship had been selected for a scouting mission. A week out, a week of study, and a week back. Now he was being chased by goons of some sort. A tilt of his left wing and the laser cannon blast sailed right under him. Turning on his radio to broad spectrum Falco decided to put use his other talent: trash talk. "So are any of you going to try and hit me sometime today or do you just enjoy firing into the void?"
"This would be a lot easier on everyone if you would just hold still, and let our rockets tear you to space trash little bird." Falco looked down at his video panel with contempt at the insulter. The purple scaled four eyed four armed gator jawed creature on the other end gave Falco all the ammunition he needed to fire back.
"How does somebody with our arms have aim that bad? What are you using the other two arms to jerk off?" he went on dodging another missle. "Dead serious do you charge by the amount of ammo you spend or do you seriously just suck so much black holes get envious?"
"Every rocket comes out of our pay and we at thugs four less prefer to get paid well." the Enemy leader growled. "You've been stickin' your beak where it doesn't belong and sadly for you we got the contract to deal with ya. " the creature grinned in what was supposed to be an intimidating display. "Cause we don't get paid until the jobs done so your as good as dead."
Falco's cockpit shook as a hit finally landed nothing the shield couldn't take but enough to rock him. "Thugs for less?" he repeated utterly stupified by the boldness of the name. "Thugs for less. Well thanks for making sure I don't feel bad about this." with that Falco thrusters at the tip of the nose cone pushed left as the feather like thrusters on his right wing fired causing his ship to spin in a one hundred eighty degrees near instantly. Now facing the group he counted his targets. "Twenty enemy ships so not fair.... For you." he said as the combat visor Slippy had given him began to lock firing solutions. "Now I'm far from home and low on missiles so some of you are going to have to share." six rockets glowing with indigo light streamed from his wings. The nullifier missiles homed in on their targets the sudden gravity well that sprang forth from each one as it struck it's target took out at least one other ship.Falco was already picking off the rest of the group with Skyclaws main gun. As the indigo energy of the crusher cannon reduced the last vessel to so much twisted metal Falco wheeled about as if nothing had happened and headed home.
Setting the auto pilot he leaned back in the cockpit seat to relax. His scouting had not gone to plan. Sure he found plenty of weapon resources but he also found plenty of reason not try and deal with people who made or sold them. Potential recruits was pretty much a bust as well there was exactly one guy who might be convinced to help out and even then Falco wasn't sure. He hoped the brain trust had figured something out because so far they were up the creek. Falcos eyes drifted closed and soon he was asleep.
The Auto-pilot shut off alerted Fallco that he was in range of the mother ship. The Great Fox had been in quite the state before the trip to Atlas and then when they got back it had been a year and a half in a dock with no service.The repairs took so long that Fox took Grand Vulpera -the Great Fox's sister ship- out of mothball to use. Then the Aparoid invaded and the Great Fox had been used as a battering Ram against the Aparoid mothership. The Grand vulpera had been pounded by the fighting and in the end the two ships had been picked apart and merged with some long needed upgrades.
The Neo Great Fox was quite the sight even for what must be the fiftieth time. The forward cannon had been swapped out with a new design letting it move in a wide arc. It wings were mounted to a quartet of giant thrusters along it's by the wings themselves served as mounting point for rotary cannons for keeping smaller ships from bombarding it without retaliation. An anti-ship cannon on a swivel mount took up most of the top. The ship had a tail formed from the intergalactic travel engine known as the spin drive and a cluster of turrets. The underbelly featured four gigantic legs for setting the ship down in gravity and the hanger access with separate hatches for entry and exit.
As Falco swung in for a landing the hatch opened.Once inside Falco was struck by how silent the hagar was considering all the maintenance typically going on. "Rob Where is everyone?" he called out to the ships resident AI. While Rob's body had been trashed in the Aparoid invasion the AI's memory chips, and back up data had been salvaged to serve as the main control for the Neo Great Fox. Slippy had made a couple proxy bodies so that Rob could work with the team and perform repairs.
"Greetings Falco. Most of the Team is gathered in the science lab." a seductive feminine voice replied.
"You sound a bit different." Falco said a touch taken aback.
"Bentley gave me a voice modulation program i'm trying to find one that fits. Do you not like it?" the voice answered sounding a bit hurt
"Your fine I was just expecting your old voice." Falco reassured the AI before heading up to the science lab.
Inside the lab door he found the ships whole crew split roughly down the gender line on either side of the room. Towards the middle Fay and Peppy were glancing at periodically at their respective prosthetic limbs. On the left side of the room from his perspective Miyu, Kat, Lucy, and Farah were forming a hard line just behind Krystal and Carmelita. The right side had Fox and Sly standing front and center while Bentley and Slippy half hid themselves behind Murray. Falco had no doubt that he had just walked in on a heated argument. "So i'm back." he said somewhat uncertain of the proper tone.. "What's been happening some old song and dance or have we had a breakthrough." he looked at the still tense group. "Or a breakdown?"
"Slippy and Bentley decided to put the tech we hijacked from Sheer back in working order." Sly answered. "Turns out we might be able to use it to build an army."
"So why is everyone looking so upset?" Falco inquired confused.
"Because the first thing those two idiots did with it is make themselves girlfriends." Carmelita commented snidely.
Pinching the bridge of his beak Falco asked. "Alright so we can worry about that after we've gotten an army built. Honestly i'm glad we found a sure fire way to get started on this revolution cause my trip was a bust."
Fox jerked as if slapped. "There's nothing we can use in that whole Galaxy?"
"There's a ton of weapons that could be picked up but no way to buy them or make a deal." Falco. "Paused and the whole galaxy has one guy who might be worth the effort to recruit."
"Fantastic." Peppy put in throwing his arms up in frustration. "I'm going to get some sleep." the old man said crossing the room. Stooping at the door Peppy turned to face the two scientists. "The two of you aren't allowed to use that device alone anymore. And before you ask, No the two of you can't use it together either."
"Falco you in charge of adjusting the next 'recruit' Fox said before leaving as well.
After a twenty minute explanation from Bentley -who was quite eager to get out of the lab for a change- Falco watched one of Rob's proxies loaded in the new recruit. A black and white Crane of some sort. As soon as the subject was loaded and the stasis field shut off the bird went berserk kicking and flapping a swearing up a storm in what his translator identified as chinese. "You kidnapping freak let me out of here!!" The crane shrieked in the first coherent sentence the bird had uttered.
Falco's eye twinged as he barely suppressed the urge to open the door and shoot the bird dead. One of the pheasants more obvious flaws was his vanity he spent a lot of time preening. "Who the hell are you calling a freak you spindly ass backwards built bastard."
"You obviously! You half mammalian abomination." the bird shot back furiously. "I am Master Crane of the Furious Five!"
"Uh huh well MASTER Crane. Your up the river without a paddle now." Falco said as he tweaked the whole body plan. The pheasant was so pissed he hardly noticed as he accidentally opened a second window and began making changes to the default model in a separate tube. "I was just gonna get your head filled with what's going down but now you get a full body makeover." Falco said before tapping the countdown timer for both tubes with a single button press. "If i'm such a freak in a few moments we both will be-" Falco was yanked off his feet as a mechanical arm in the second tube seized his waist and pulled him and pulled him inside before sealing shut. Crane laughed until the grey goo of the nanomachine soup began to fill the chamber. Falco was treated to the same substance filling his chamber. The Nanomachines were warm a felt like being drenched in gravy as it slid across his body. As the fluid climbed over his head he tried to take a deep breath but only sucked in some of the fluid. He closed his eyes but was shocked to find that other than being suspended in soup he could still breathe normally. His skin tingled as the nanobots went to work, It was a very pleasant feeling like coming into a warm room after nearly freezing. He found himself wriggling about as the pleasant feeling surged up and down his spine. There were too many sensations to be aware of all at once. The pheasant found themself on the floor of the chamber as the last of nanites draining away. That tingle remained though concentrated squarely on the pheasants chest and groin. Falco stood and nearly fell again as her knockers unbalanced her. Falso gasped before grabbing her groin confirming the lack of dick and presence of a femine and very sensitive slit. Having turned around at some point in the transformation she fell out of the now open tube door and got a look at the modified Crane. His spindly frame had bulked up nearly twice as wide, his legs were long and muscular his broad shoulders and arms were well muscled. Crane beak and neck and both shortened slightly. the feature that caught Falcos attention the most was his rock hard dick pressing against the glass as he stared at Falco with naked desire.
Rising to her feet once more Falco walked to the terminal and gave the clear for the tube to open. She bent over lifting her rear up her needy sex ordering her to submit to the crane. Master Crane crossed the room his shaft twitching as he prepared to mount Falco. Falco's cunt drooled as Cranes cock slide against it. Her tail flicked up out of the way of as Crane wordlessly pushed his member into her. Falco thrilled as her sex parted for his member, the feeling of being filled was pure ecstasy. Crane grabbed her hips and began to rock back and forth, slowly and gently at first but faster and with more force with every thrust. Not that Falco minded in the slightest if anything she was approving of how rough he was as she threw her hips back to meet every thrust wanting him deeper inside her. Crane cried out suddenly and a warm feeling blossomed in Falcos stomach she sighed as she knew what that meant.
"Seriously you couldn't hold on for another ten seconds?!?" Falco shrieked. "I was almost done." she whined.
"I'm sorry it's my first time. I've never done this before." Crane replied.
"Looks like i'll have to teach you how to please a woman properly." Falco replied with a sigh.