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Endgame

Krystal has boarded a vessel and is now taking her to a refugee camp in Corneria. With the Venomian Army in control of the Lylat system, using the militant mind of General Asher, Krystal's desire for revenge has never been stronger, but will she be given the opportunity, or is the Venomian Army too powerful at this point.

(all characters belong to Nintendo)

Krystal looked around to see the passengers on the ship; many young men, possibly at the age of 16 and below, but also some young children, possibly orphaned. A small amount of woman was on board, many of them Krystal's age. Many amputees boarded as well, possibly unable to fight in their conditions, and the bitterness in their eyes were apparent; no need to read them. Some of them, with their heads down, polishing a hand blaster as if it saved them or they longed to fight again.

Krystal understood; she wanted to fight against the army as well, especially all that was taken from her. Andrew told her he had finished him off in a battle, and with no sign of him or the rest of the team, she took his word. It was apparent by the invasion that not even the Cornerian Army was a match against Venom's invasion. Her team, most importantly Fox, was one of many things that was taken from her, along with her dignity; being treated like a whore to the men she had to service was degrading. If not Andrew releasing himself in Krystal, not even giving her any pleasure from his barely enjoyable dick, then it was Asher's painful and agonizing torments. And if not either those two, Pigma's filthy mind and body disgusted Krystal, though was thankfully cut short. Her freedom was taken, still reminded with the collar she wore.

Of course, the taking of her clothes was something to be angered by as she was naked for many months until the Sarumarine crew was kind enough to treat her more than just a fuck toy. Krystal now wore a tattered, long sleeve shirt and pants. They were fine for her, though, as she was at least covered. She was given a mug of tea and a sandwich by the crew on board, and she continued to view her fellow passengers as she ate. Though inappropriate, she read the thought patterns of the people on board, just to see how they felt. There was mostly despair, fear, and anger, something Krystal can understand. Then suddenly, she felt a malevolence strike her mind, as if...

CRASH! A sound from atop the ship came suddenly and startled everyone on board. Krystal heard gunfire from other rooms. It was a fearful presence to feel, worried that someone might have discovered the vessel and planned to raid it. She was frozen with fear, knowing that fighting them may be pointless and that it was a matter of time before her attackers came in.

Her prediction came true; a brigade slammed through the doors, some of the veterans shot at them, but were killed instantly. Anyone else resisting was killed or wounded to the point of surrender; the fight lasting for only several seconds. Krystal, along with other dunked down to avoid gunfire.

"Drones; put some of the equipment in the engine room. I want out of here in an hour," said the leader of the brigade.

Krystal then heard screaming from a girl, "Hey, I found a girl here," the soldier said. "There's another!"

Continuing to hear screams, the soldiers got closer to her. Krystal was pulled from her hair to stand up. The leader got a closer look with her, noticing that it was in fact Krystal from the Starfox team.

"What do you know," the leader said, "its Starfox's bitch, making her return appearance to the Venomian Army." He took her by her chin, which Krystal spat at his face. The leader wiped it off and took a lick of her saliva. "Tasty."

"Let go of me, you ape," Krystal struggled with a mix of fear and rage at the brigade. The leader took the neck of her shirt and ripped it open to reveal her breasts. "Nooooo!" Krystal screamed. It was going to happen again.

"Wow, is Asher going to like this," the leader said. He then slipped his hand in Krystal's pants. She yelped at his touching, again being at the grasp of the Venomian Army. "Huh, our Emperor must have a one skinny dick. Your twat is virgin tight." He then grabbed a chain and attached it to Krystal's collar. "Round up any survivors. We're going to send them to the concentration camps," he told his soldiers. "Keep the girls in a hold for inspection, and call Andrew and Asher. They're going to love this."

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In a giant tower stood around the ruins of the former Corneria City, surrounded by shanty towns occupied by the slaves the Venomian Army captured. Others didn't live in the makeshift houses, but instead lived in the tower. That was much worse.

Krystal was shackled to a wall, legs held open to expose her nether regions, along with four other girls. One cried a lot; the poor soul. Soldiers entered into the room, one of them in a uniform that showed his high ranking among the others.

"You know, we've been looking for you for a while, bitch," the leader told Krystal, approaching her. He began to feel her insides, making Krystal growl in irritation.

"You sick freak!" Krystal yelled at him. "You have no right to treat us this way!" The other girls gained some courage from this, but the leader quickly pulled his finger out and punched her in the stomach. She keeled let out a moan of pain as the air was forced out of her body.

"You dirty bitch!" the captain screamed at her. "I'll show you how to behave. Perhaps you need some lessons on the only way to use that mouth of yours." He then unshackled Krystal, falling limp with barely any energy to move. The leader took her over a ledge, with the bottom floor full of naked soldiers, confused no longer at why they were required to enter the room bare.

"Uh...guh!" Krystal failing to scream at what the leader was about to do. He dropped her into the crowd, her fall broken by the soldiers. She would have rather her fall not be broken at what was coming next.

When she finally got the strength to move, she started kicking at the men going after her, but it was useless. Some of the men grabbed her limbs while first dibs had thrust his cock into her. Krystal let out a loud scream as he fucked her. Another, desperate to relieve himself, went under her and forced his dick into her tailhole. Then one grabbed her head and tried to force her mouth open. She held her mouth closed the best she could, but he was too strong. As soon as he got her mouth to open, he slammed his dick into her mouth, raping her mouth fast. Others around her only felt themselves, waiting so they can have a turn with her. The men were extremely rough, pumping hard into her.

The one in her ass came hard into her, and passed out. Someone dragged him out of the way, getting his turn. Though Krystal's ass was in great pain, and when the new soldier got his dick into her, she let out a moan in agony, still with a dick in her mouth. The one in her pussy finally came, filling Krystal with his warm cum. She still tried to struggle out of it, desperate as she didn't want to be treated this way again. A new soldier arrived, forcing his way into her nether lips again, with another moan from Krystal. Now the one in her mouth came. The disgusting taste of his seed in her forced her to spit it out. The soldier slapped her for not "enjoying" his cum, and left.

It had lasted for 23 men now, and counting. Krystal was ready to pass out; her pussy could no longer support the amount of men going into it, every pump at her was nothing but painful torture. Her ass was feeling great pain long ago due to its tightness. She couldn't resist anyone entering her mouth, already sore to the point where she couldn't help but leave it open. Krystal's eyes went dull, as if her body naturally tried to blind herself at the barrage of men. Soldiers didn't even need to restrain her as her arms and legs were dangling on the floor.

Krystal was now at 85 men; her mind was blank, as if it had shut down. Her body went numb; feeling no more pain from the cocks inside her. Blood was mixed with the cum of the soldiers that were in her mouth and her tailhole, but she couldn't feel the pain from it, though.

She was at 137, many of the men rested as their dicks were very sore. One was finishing up in her pussy, and at this point, Krystal was still limp. The guy had finally came and pushed her aside, resting her off. Cum flowed out of her tailhole and both of her lips. Krystal's body twitched from what had just happened.

The building suddenly shook. What little consciousness Krystal had left awoke and paid attention to what was going on. All she could make out was laser-fire and a loud siren. A speaker instructed something, but nothing was made out to her. Someone had entered the room. The person ran up to Krystal and picked her up. Krystal had worried another rape would ensue, but before she could react, he finally passed out.

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Krystal woke up to a sound of repetitive beats, like a heartbeat monitor. A bright light hung over her head, limiting her vision, but she could feel she wasn't at the previous room. She lied on a kind of bed, soft and comfortable. Her nether regions felt had a kind of tingly feeling to them, like a kind of ointment was lathered on to them. Though wanting to get up, her body was much too weak. She unusually still felt like she was sleeping. A black silhouette came into the room; unable to see who it was, though she feared it was another rapist.

"Please, don't rape me again," she weakly begged, but the figure rubbed her head, shushing her. The figure then took out what looked to be a cable and clipped it onto her collar. The figure sat on a seat and began typing on a holotop. Krystal closed her eyes again, figuring that it would be best to sleep through his forced entry.

Again she woke up, but this time had more energy. She sat up and opened her eyes to view her surroundings. It seemed like she was in a patient's room at a hospital. She felt down at her opening, seeing if the figure violated her; nothing was found. No cum, no sign of any entry; the figure sparred her. Krystal felt her neck, and to her surprise the collar was gone. She then looked around to find something to hide her exposed body. No cabinet, drawer, or post had a gown to be worn. The place looked like it was raided by someone, as all that was left was papers and writing utensils. She went towards the door and opened it

Krystal froze up, her eyes widened at what sat before her. Fox was sitting at the waiting room, in mid-typing when he had frozen at the sight of Krystal. Krystal looked dumbfounded at his presence. She slowly closed the door behind her, though with her eyes fixed at Fox.

"You're...here...and typing at something...," she said in a trance-like state. Fox remained silent and still. "So...then it was you...who saved me from there...and from him...who said you...were...dead."

Fox stood up, trying to approach Krystal, "Krystal, don't worry. Everything is going to..."

Before he could finish, Krystal grabbed him close, her face buried in his chest. "Fox! I can't believe it! You're here!" Krystal sobbed. She looked up at him, remembering what Andrew said. "But what happened? I was told you died."

"I wasn't, but the shield on my arwing was gone, but I got took out Andrew's hands from his mech before I could. I went looking for you, but..." Fox paused to grab something from his backpack. "All I found was your staff. The team was severely damaged. I tried to convince everyone to stay, but it was useless." He felt deep regret now for what must have happened to Krystal. "Krystal, I'm very sorry for everything you had to go thr..."

"Why are you sorry?" Krystal interrupted. "Look at what happened to the entire galaxy. I could never blame you for that." And she meant it. With the ongoing success of the Venomian Army, she couldn't possibly have put the blame on him. "How is everyone else?" she asked.

Fox tried to recollect what happened, despite how hard it was to remember those events. "Slippy has been in coma since then, and Falco has been suffering from amnesia. Peppy has it worse since we're in lack of any real medical care. We also lost the Great Fox while we were hiding in Sector Z."

"Are you alright?" Krystal asked, worried about what he had to suffer from all this.

"I'm fine," he reassured her. "I just hope you're fine." They both embraced each other tightly after being reunited.

Hours passed. A thunderstorm arose as Fox was continuing to work on what seemed to be hacking into the Venom computer network which housed information on Asher. Krystal, resting her head of Fox's lap, holding her beloved staff once more, found some interesting information on Asher. Apparently he was fostered into a military, where he joined the Venomian army when he was 18. Now 32, he's been considered to have the best militant mind to date, though has angered the Venomian Army on numerous occasions due to the release of several prisoners. He claimed to do so because of his desire to send fear to the Cornerian Army. It was reported that all of the prisoners committed suicide, often stating that Asher drove them to their insane state.

Krystal worried about herself. She feared that she may not be able to keep herself sane from all that has happened. Asher, as she remembered, was brutal and tortured her in ways that got her to tear up just by remembering them. It was probably why he sold her; to show others what he can reduce any victim caught alive by him.

Fox began running his fingers through her hair and a feeling of tranquility arose in her, making her forget what Asher had put her through. Krystal turned and opened his pants, then took out Fox's leathery shaft.

"Krystal, what..." Fox said startled at the random event.

"It's been so long, Fox," she told him, as he stiffens at Krystal's eagerness, "I want this now." She then began sucking.

Fox groaned, and didn't want it in a way at first, knowing what Krystal has been through, he was concerned if this was what she really wanted. His worrying made Krystal stop. He figured she was in his head as this was a way they both had sex, something special she did for him so they both can feel the pleasure together.

"Fox, I understand you're concerned about everything I've been through," Krystal told Fox, "but it's more the reason to do this."

Fox stared at her eyes, wide with desire. Fox stopped debating and guided her head to his erection. Pleased, she moistened her lips and put the tip into her mouth, licking his opening with her tongue. As foxed throbbed in excitement, so did Krystal shiver, feeling what he felt. Her hand grasped his length and squeezed, tugging his skin tight and pressuring the bottom. "Oh Krystal, I've missed this sensation."

With Fox's desire to take it all in her, she slid his length into her mouth. Krystal rubbed her tongue to taste every part of him. "Auhh..." she let out a sigh. Speaking with his tip against her lips, she muttered, "You're desire for me after so long is making me feel more pleasure. I haven't felt this way since the first time you took me."

"Me too," Fox told her, and Krystal took him into her mouth again. She felt where Fox wanted her to feel, licked where Fox wanted her to lick, sucked how much Fox wanted her to suck.

Though he wanted more, she released him. Fox was perplexed, but then she got up and took his vest and shirt off, then dragged his pants down and pushed her sex onto his throbbing rod. "Fox, tell me you love me." She begged.

"I love you, Krystal," he spoke, and after hearing that from Fox which she feared would no longer ever be uttered to her by him again, she forced him to enter into her.

"Auhh!" she moaned with Fox entering through her sex. Krystal then sent him messages to show him how she wanted to be felt. Fox grabbed her hips and started to angle and work them that satisfied Krystal greatly, giving her the force she wanted.

"Ergh...Ahhh!" Fox let out some grunts, feeling his penis push against Krystal's walls. Krystal tightened up her walls to how Fox wanted it. Fox now felt her excitement from his leather staff rubbing against her insides. It was exactly something he's been longing for, and how they had sex was extraordinary. Krystal sent him messages of the excitement she felt and read Fox's excitement as well. They both were feeling the same pleasure each other had.

Fox felt Krystal's desire to have her nipples played with, and he followed through. As her pleasure heightened from this, so did Fox's. He squeezed very hard on them and then started to rub them gently with his thumb. "Hau...Hau...Ungh!!!" Krystal was going crazy, and Fox was ready to explode into her. "AHHHHHHHHH!!! Fox, I'm going to cuuuum!!!" she shrieked, and held onto Fox tightly. Fox had erupted into Krystal, and Krystal convulsed with pleasure, both cuming at the same time.

They now passionately kissed in celebration of their first orgasm together in months. Krystal stopped and then embraced Fox tightly into her. She wanted to savor this moment with him, keeping him inside of her and in her arms.

"Fox," whispering into his ear. "There is no other person I could ever share this with. I'm glad we can share this kind of love once more."

Unintentional, she sent him a message of tiredness, and Fox gently laid themselves onto the bench they were on, leaving himself inside Krystal, the way she wanted it. She rested her head against his chest, and gave in to the exhaustion. Fox did the same, holding Krystal to him.

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Krystal awoke to find that Fox was gone. She worried for a second, looking around the room. Someone had entered through the waiting room entrance. It was a clothed Fox, with concern in his eyes.

"Krystal, we should get going," Fox told her. She got up quickly, without concern of being exposed, but not before taking her staff. She shrunk it to its more compact state, making it easier to carry.

Running to Fox, she couldn't help but ask. "What's going on, Fox? Why do you seem so hasty about this?"

"I heard an explosion. I have sensor bombs rigged all over this place within a 50 yard radius." Fox explained. "We may have to get out of here."

They had both gotten to the door. Fox activated it to open, jumpy at how long it took to open. As they got out, Fox and Krystal had a missile shot at them, causing them to fly at the ground. Krystal hid her staff under her belly and breasts. Fox layed slightly farther away from her, having the wind knocked out of him. As thunder struck from a distance, Krystal's worse nightmare walked slowly closer to them.

"Well if this isn't a surprise!" shouted Asher, now holding what looked like a cannon in a fashion similar to the arwing. It looked like something that could carry a great assortment of weapons, from a standard laser, to gatling features, and explosives. "I've been waiting to see you again, Krystal! But mostly because of something I'm fonder of!" He went towards Fox.

"No!" she yelled at him. "What are you doing?!"

Asher picked Fox up and raised him to punch him hard, launching him towards the hospital. "You see, I've been using you to get to Fox! I knew that crazed ape couldn't kill Fox! He's just a novice fighter in this pointless war! That's why when I found you, I knew it would be the best find I had!" He walked over to Fox again, who was barely conscious.

"Get away from him!" Krystal demanded. It was too late, and he grabbed him by the leg and threw him into the door.

"Ah, love! What a stupid, weak emotion! No wonder why everyone I ever challenge is so weak!" He taunted at them. "My love goes to power! To dominance over your foes! What other joys can amount to this!" Fox tried to get up, but Asher got him by the neck and threw him in the opposite direction. "Especially this! The great leader of the Starfox team, son of the legendary James McCloud! He'll be a great trophy and a symbol that I AM UNSTOPPABLE!" He then grabbed him and pulled him closer to Krystal, pointing the cannon at Krystal's direction.

"NOO!!!" shouted Fox. Fox struggled, but it was useless.

"But before I do that, I'm going to make it so he's completely broken down, and what better way to do that then to kill his 'lover'?" Asher taunted. "So, bitch; any last words!"

Without thinking, Krystal pushed the cannon out of the way, pulled her staff, and extended it, forcing through Asher's neck. As she held Asher up, a weight had been lifted from her chest. It was over with him, and she was the one to end it. She took the staff out of him, and he collapsed to the ground.

Her triumph vanished as concern grew in her for Fox. Krystal got down on the floor. "Fox! Fox! Are you alright?!" she worried for Fox. He tried to get up, but was too weak. He did manage to climb onto Krystal's lap.

"Are you fine?" he asked her. Krystal only nodded to him, choking up as her eyes filled with tear. "Then I'm fine." He then grabbed her hand and smiled. "Let's me just rest here for a while."

Krystal then rested him on her arms. The cool rain made Fox's pain ease. Krystal's pain was only in within concern for Fox. Everything else died, along with the nightmare that lied before them.