Hey folks! I'm back and ready to go! Sorry I took so long, but I had writer's block. Anyway, I hope this first chapter makes up for it by blowing your minds! Read and review please.

P.S. I don't own anything except what I create, DUH!!! In addition, this will have the same content as the last book, so you know what to look for.

Starfox Evil

Book II

Chapter One:

Memories

McCloud estate, Cornaria City, Cornaria…

Date: September 22, 2219

Kind of hard to believe, isn't it? With all the crap I've been thru, all it took to force me into therapy was seeing a few zombies shuffling around on some God forsaken planet on the opposite side of a wormhole, in another reality no less! Yes, that's right I finally took the doctors orders, at Krystal's request, and went to see Doctor Thompson yesterday. At first the secretary said, "Oh I'm sorry, but Dr. Thompson isn't taking any patient's today", then I told her who I was, and showed her my I.D. I wish I'd had a camera.

"Oh my", she'd spluttered before she slapped the intercom. I don't like it, but I've got to admit, being Fox McCloud has its benefits.

Fox sighed and slouched in his seat…

The doc was all smiles when he led me into his office. All leather furniture, wood paneling, and the smell of too much cleaner spray, met my senses. He was a very polite old raccoon, his fur almost all grey and dressed in a black two-piece suit. He gestured to a stereotype leather couch and went straight to business. He pulled out a data-PAD and started asking me the usual questions, "For the record", he said.

So I answered, I gave him my name, age, father's name and age he was when he died, same with my mother. Then I told him why I was here. He got this little smirk, it only lasted for a second, but it was there.

It pissed me the fuck off!

He told me, "Your condition is fairly normal Mr. McCloud. I get this kind of thing a lot from soldiers, cops, and others from dangerous fields that have come close to or are around death."

"Around death", I'd told him, "Around death? Doc I wasn't just around death, Death was around me! For every second I was on that planet I was surrounded by death! And another thing, you get this kind of thing a lot from soldiers, right", he had nodded, "Well most soldiers don't have to fend off the living dead! They don't have to keep undead freaks from feasting on their flesh and turning them into just another body in the horde."

The prick just adjusted his glasses and said, "True, this is the first time I've ever had the privilege of talking to someone who has experienced that. So I guess this isn't a very normal case after all."

I just glared at him. Then he got that smirk again. My bionic eye twitched and I thought, "So help me, if he get's that little smile on his face again I'm gonna kill him."

Then I sighed and looked at my shoes. I ran my hands thru my hair as I asked, "Will they ever stop?"

Doc stood up and walked over to my side, "Nightmares and flashes like this are tricky. They are your mind's way of expressing emotions it cannot process normally. I think though, if you are willing to work with me, that yes they will go away…."

Suddenly Fox heard Krystal shout, "Hon! Dinner's ready!!"

Fox smiled, "Gotcha! Be right there", then he turned back to the screen in front of him, "I think I'll see Dr. Thompson again. And maybe I won't kill him if he get's that smirk. End journal entry."

He stood up and stretched his hands above his head. His simple white button up shirt offset his grey slacks. His feet were encased in shiny black loafers. He scratched his head, running his fingers thru his white-blonde hair, which he had let grow out. He looked down at his right hand. The shiny metal surface glimmered in the light of the sun coming thru the windows of his office.

"Gotta find out what went wrong with the skin", he mumbled to himself. His mismatched eyes shifted around the room for a moment before he left and went to the dining room. Sitting on one side of the square table was Krystal, her blue fur complementing the white housedress she wore. In her arms was their blue feathered and pink furred gryphon son Falco, a bottle clamped tightly in his feathered hands, it's nipple in his beak. Fox leaned against the doorway for a moment and took a deep breath, "Smells good. Steak?"

Krystal nodded, "With mashed potatoes, corn, and country gravy", at the smile that grew on Fox's face she chuckled, "Aren't you glad I'm taking cooking lessons?"

Fox laughed, "Darn right", just then the baby yawned. Fox gestured to his drowsy form, "You want me to lay him down?"

Krystal nodded, "Would you please? I'll get dinner on the table."

Fox walked over and gingerly plucked the infant from her arms. He went down the hall to the nursery and laid him down in his crib. He smiled as he ran the back of his left hand over the child's cheek.

"To think, you almost never got to know us…"

Suddenly Fox's eyes rolled back in his head as the memories flashed in his mind…

There was a pounding sound. Fox found himself in the hallway, walking towards the front door. He opened it to find a pair of marine political officers standing on his front porch.

"Yes? Can I help you?"

One of them stiffened and looked him in his eyes, "Mr. McCloud?"

Fox nodded, "Yeah?"

"We need you to come with us sir."

Fox sighed, "Listen. If you've come here to offer me a mission then forget it. My wife and I have only been back for four days and we've got a kid to think about now. So we won't…"

The blackbird just cut him off, "This is non negotiable. By order to Rear General McNeal you, your teammates, and the former Hellraisers, along with the human known as Alice are to be placed under quarantine, pending scanning and sterilization."

"WHAT!?"

The avian ignored him, "If you and Miss Krystal do not come willingly then you shall be taken by force."

Fox snarled, "Damn you McNeal", then he sighed, "Fine", he looked over his shoulder and shouted, "Krystal! We've gotta go!"

The visions skipped ahead…

Fox's eyes opened to reveal that he and Krystal were standing in a plastic box, roughly twelve feet across and fifteen deep. Looking thru the clear plastic walls, they could see John McClain on their right and Archie Mitchell to their left. Their rooms were just like the one they were in, a single light in the 'ceiling', two chairs and a table right next to the only door, and a full size bed across from the door.

Suddenly that door opened and in walked a pair of HAZMAT suit encased lizards.

One of them held up a data pad as Fox said, "We've been here for three days now! How many God damn tests do you have to run?"

The one without a data pad raised his hands, palms out, "Don't worry sir, this is the last one for you two. Downside, it's gonna hurt. We need a bone marrow sample, to ensure there is no deep infection."

Fox threw his hands up in frustration, "How many fucking times do I have to tell you? The T-virus is transferred by bites or direct fluidic contact. I was never bitten, therefore I cannot be infected!"

Again the one with the pad was silent as his companion said, "We're just following orders Mr. McCloud."

Finally the other spoke, "Place your right hand on the pad sir."

Fox glowered at him and raised his right hand. He had been ordered to take the skin off so there wouldn't be any confusion. He clicked the fingers together in annoyance.

The lizard sighed, "Right. Sorry. Okay left hand then", he held out the pad again. Fox complied, settling his left hand into place. Then the scientist pulled a metal box off his belt and settled it on the pad over his hand. Fox took a deep breath then grunted as a flash of pain lanced thru his system. There was a flash from under the lip of the box right before it was removed. Fox lifted his hand from the pad and rubbed his wrist.

Suddenly the door to Archie's room opened. However, instead of scientists, in walked a couple of marines in full battle gear, with their helmets sealed in place. They lunged forwards and grabbed the husky tightly. As he struggled and shouted one of them pressed a small pin to his neck, and immediately the canine fell unconscious.

One of the scientists in their room muttered, "Poor bastard. Guess he came back positive…"

Fox's eyes snapped open. He was sitting on the floor, head in his hands with tears streaming from his left eye in torrents. He was also shivering and sweating like a pig. Wiping his brow he muttered, "Wow. That was a bad one."

Just then Krystal came rushing in, "Fox! Are you alright", then she saw how he was, "It was another flash wasn't it?"

The male vulpine nodded, "Yeah. But I'm okay", he looked at his son and smiled, "Look at him. Little guy'd probably sleep thru a bomb going off", then he grimaced again as another memory played in his mind.

Krystal caught him as he slumped over, "C'mon. Forget dinner; let's just get you to bed."

The blue vixen knew she was lucky. She hadn't been thru half as much trauma as Fox had while on Earth. Now she just wished she could help him to deal with it. Later that night she was packaging up the food for reheating later as Fox lay in their bed. After she placed the final package in the refrigerator, she sighed and rested her forehead on the cool metal door. She muttered, "All my telepathy, and I can't help the one I love thru his pains."

Suddenly a pair of hands settled on her hips and a pair of lips pressed against the base of her neck, just below her blue hair, "You are helping me. And you don't need telepathy to do it."

Krystal smiled and turned around in her husband's grasp until she faced him, "You're getting good at that."

Fox chuckled, "Sure makes playing predator easier when you can't tell when I'm going to POUNCE!"

As he said the last word, he clasped her hips tightly and lifted her up to seat her on the counter. She let out a gasping laugh when her feet left the ground and closed her eyes. When her rump met the tiles, she opened them to see Fox's predatory grin plastered on his face. But that grin faded into a loving smile as he nuzzled her cheek and whispered, "By the way. Happy thirty-first birthday."

Krystal smiled and threw her arms around him, "Thank you for remembering."

Fox hugged her back and kissed her cheek, "Anything for you my love."

Krystal's smile widened, "C'mon. Let's go make some memories."

Fox's grin returned in full force as he said, "You've got a ten second head start."

End Chapter One