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Starfox Adventures: Mystery of Dinosaur Planet

CH1

(all characters belong to Nintendo/Rare)

Story commissioned by Vixentamer

Disclaimer: This is yet another remake of the beginning of Krystal's adventure with the galleon, General Scales and such with an extension to it. Any sour attitude towards this idea will be ignored, so you might as well not bother complaining on how it's been done already. How else do you expect me to segue into the commissioned idea that Vixentamer requested anyway. I've had the idea for quite some time anyway before I knew of the other rewrites so it's a pretty base idea anyway. I'm sorry to rant if there is no quarrel to be given at my attempt to rewrite the Starfox Adventures intro but I can expect at least a few people to bicker about another rewrite to occur.

A hooded figure approached the Warpstone, concealing every part of her being. "I wish to venture into Krazoa Palace again," a fair and feminine voice yelled out to hulking creature.

"Ah, another try at the spirit again, eh sheila," the Warpstone joked, amused at this creature's attempts to obtain the fabled Krazoa Spirit which hid all across Dinosaur Planet due to a tyrannical oppressive ruler. "You're quite the determined one, I'll give you that, but you are unfit to receive the spirit."

The girl was unmoved by the Warpstone's taunts, knowing she had the upper hand. "You will take me to Krazoa Palace. If you don't, I'll bring members of my tribe again, and then we'll see how much of a Warpstone you are with a few more limbs taken off."

This worried the Warpstone, knowing fully well what her tribe was capable of. "Settle down, girlie. I was only teasing, of course." The Warpstone then extended his arm for the girl to walk onto. "So, are you ready to go to Krazoa Palace?"

A nod was seen from her hood, and the Warpstone summoned his magic to teleport the cloaked being. She could feel the thread of existence eluding her as she moved through the borders of space and time. The universe was seen from one edge to the other, as she was no longer of our visible dimension, but transitioned into the fifth, which seemed like being at the highest mountain peak above a reality that continued onto their plane. From the climax of this transition, she was no longer real, no longer anything, but it was quick as mountain she was in seemed to shrink and she was dropping closer and closer into the Cartesian.

She now appeared in Krazoa Palace. Maneuvering through the maze of the palace, she could see the plight of the dinosaurs, who were in agony from an assault of General Scales. It was then that the general left the palace and from a distance was seen to enter his galleon. The girl caught a glimpse of his eyes; maddeningly red like one familiar beast that her tribe encountered. She and her tribe hated the general. They hated just about every dinosaur on Dinosaur Planet, but it was especially the general, which she knew that the reddening of his eyes meant that being of a heart that was purely evil, he had a Krazoa spirit. How could he get one when she has met with one failed attempt after another?

When the General was gone, the girl dashed to where she knew a Krazoa Spirit was. She just hoped that it was still there and not the one that the general took. Approaching the Krazoa Shrine, she tried to see if she could still teleport with it. If she could, it meant she wasn't too late. And with her will, she felt her body being taken away from existence again.

Down the corridor, she moved to run after the Krazoa Spirit. It was her seventh try, but she knew saw that this time the Krazoa Spirit was hiding within an urn as if worried that it may be taken by another seeker. As she entered into the room with the urns, she uncloaked herself; she was a Shadedasher, chimpanzee-like beast that resided in Ice Mountain. Unlike many of the denizens of Dinosaur Planet, she was bipedal with very advance characteristics such as opposable thumbs and the ability to stand with excellent balance. She wore plated armor across her left arm, wrapped a hide around her chest and waist, and had sandals made from cut trees. She had a kind of mane that only resided atop of her head, with fiery red hair that was complimented by her brown fur. Her signature weapon was a club made from the bone of a large beast.

"Alright, I have been through this before, but this time I will receive you, spirit," the girl told the collection of urns. She knew which urn to pick; this was just another test that these spirits challenged others to overcome. And with her decision, she shattered one of the urns, revealing the spirit. "Good, now enter yourself inside me."

"I cannot allow this," the spirit rejected. "You are not of pure heart. You will use the power of the Krazoa only to feed upon your selfishness."

This infuriated the girl and she dove after it. The spirit dodged her leap and glided towards the door into the spirit world, where she could not reach her. "Noo! NO NO NO NO NO!" she screamed. In a fit of rage, the girl kicked and swung at the other urns, a tantrum warranted by the humiliation of yet another time a girl could not do a man's job.

From the depths of space,

a girl named KRYSTAL searches

for the truth of her parents' death.

Finding herself within a lost corner

of the Lylat System, she receives

a distress call from a world known

as DINOSAUR PLANET

Being of a kind nature,

Krystal decides to investigate...

In the storming skies of Dinosaur Planet, Krystal rides atop her cloudrunner stead Kyte. "I received a garbled distress signal," she informed the cloudrunner. "It said something about a mountain hidden in a storm!" Kyte squawked in affirmation. "Whoever they are, they sound in great danger!" The two spoke in the native tongue of the land, something that Krystal was fast to learn with her telepathy. From above, fireballs had just missed her and the cloudrunner, prompting Krystal to arm herself with her staff and defend the two. When a fireball was deflected from her staff, she lost her grip and the staff fell into the abyss from below. "My Staff!"

From above, Krystal saw the source of the fireballs; it was a galleon, baring the emblems of the sharpclaw army and a deformed dinosaur head crudely used as the figurehead that roared in agony. This specter of the storm motivated Krystal to board the vessel, and so she steered Kyte towards the galleon to investigate.

They approached the back of the ship, allowing Krystal to board the flying ship. "Thanks for helping me. I can take it from here," she yelled to Kyte. With that, Kyte flew off, keeping close to the ship just in case.

From a distance, she heard a faint chirping from across the ship along with a resting quarter. Krystal ran up to the other end when a hulking beast dove in front of her. "General Scales!" he introduced himself with a strapping ego. "Ruler, tyrant, and dictator of Dinosaur Planet! What brings you to my world?"

"I'm not here to fight you," Krystal assured him peacefully. "I'm only here because of a distress signal!"

The general burst into hearty laughter. "A distress signal? This whole planet is in distress."

Krystal, with an affirmation based on his behavior said, "The cloudrunner told me about you, the evil General!"

"My girl. I am not evil," the General defended himself. "I rule over the many tribes. You see, I must control this planet with fear." The general then looked over to his imprisoned bird and started clawing at it and rattling its cage. "Otherwise, the tribes always try to fight against me." His abuse towards the trapped cloudrunner enraged Krystal, making her sprint towards the dictator, but the General quickly anticipated her attack and grabbed her. "You dare to challenge me? NO ONE CAN DEFEAT GENERAL SCALES!"

(Alright everyone, prepare yourself. This is where we lose the story. I'm sure we all know what comes next. Excuse me for interrupting the story, but it was necessary.)

He lifted her up and dragged her into his resting quarters, throwing her across onto his desk. Krystal tried to get up until General Scales' kept her in place and in an act of disgracefulness, he stretch out her top to see her feminine mounds. "NO!" she yelled in a panic and tried to run off, but the general slammed her onto the desk, hitting her head so hard that she couldn't collect herself to resist anymore.

"My, what a lovely figure you have," the general complimented. "You're lucky, for I would have you thrown off my ship had you been anything but satisfying to the eye. Now you can serve a more appropriate purpose."

He began to unhook the clasps of her top and tossed them to the side. "No, please, don't," Krystal pleaded as she felt her breasts played with by the dictator.

"Haha, very soft," Scales' exulted. "And the fur only makes it feel smoother and suppler. Let's take a look below." Scales then removed the clasps on her loincloth, now showing her quivering netherlips.

"Ah, no!" Now with her body completely exposed, the general started disrobing revealing a massive member. She squirmed more just to find some way out, but he gave her another slam into the desk to return her to her submissive state. "Ungh, just get...AAHHHHHH!" With one hard thrust, he forced his length into her small and unwilling opening.

"Ahaha, oh I haven't had it this tight in so long," the general yelled in satisfaction. His erection widened her hole to a painful limit.

"Please...hau hau...take it out...ahhh...take it out now," moaned Krystal. "GAHH...stop, it hurts." General Scales showed no mercy and instead he pushed harder into her. "...ugh, no!"

"Hehehehehe, all your whimpering and yet you're dripping wet," Scales mentioned. Now that she began noticing, she could feel drips of her juices sliding across her inner thighs. It embarrassed her to realize her body was reacting to this egregious act. "Ahhh, this is it!"

"No, not inside me," Krystal begged, but after a loud roar erupted from General Scales, so did his cock as it filled her snatch with a stream of cum, now leaking out of her as he pulled out.

"Ugh, oh yeah. That was great," the general praised as he collapsed onto the ground. "Now, how about cleaning that off," he said as he brought his dick towards her face. He pushed it at her cheek, however she tried to keep her mouth closed. "I better see you tongue out, or else..." and he took her again by the throat and closed her airway to breath.

"Dtth...gth," she tried pleading to him to release her, teeth clenched, but his grip only got stronger, so reluctantly, she stuck her tongue out and started licking the cum off of it. It tasted so foul, yet the more she licked off, the weaker his grip was, though through it's sensitivity, his dick leaked more cum for her to clean off. "Gahh, this is so rancid!" she complained, but continued to lick until it was wiped clean. The General chuckling slightly as he sank down to rest.

Krystal looked over to see him lounged over on the floor, and it prompted her to run off the best she could toward the balcony. "Hey, where do you think you're going little girl!"

Though exhausted, he got a hold of the vixen who tried dashing to the edge of the ship, causing her to trip and fall. "Umf...get off me you fiend!" With the last remaining energy she had, she tried kicking him away.

"Oomph! Why you little..." General Scales growled letting go of her. He tried to go after her again after collecting himself but she was already against the railing ready to jump. "What are you going to do, fall to your death? I can assure you that my plans seem much wiser than your plan." With spite in her eyes, she gave one last glare at him before she jumped.

Scales laughed it off. He would have had her as a sex slave, but it didn't matter now. His laughter, however, died down as he saw a cloudrunner lift her above for a final taunt. "Bad luck, General! Maybe next time!"

Infuriated, the General screamed out, "THIS IS NOT OVER!"

"Let's find the source of the distress signal," Krystal suggested to the cloudrunner as they flew off into the darkness towards Krazoa Palace.

They arrived at Krazoa Palace; a massive citadel with beautiful architecture that contrasted with the wake of dinosaur bodies that littered it. "I wonder if this is where the distress signal is coming from," Krystal contemplated, though right now she had the worry of her aching sex in her mind, and mounted upon Kyte made it worse as his spiny back pushed against the sorest spots. She gasped and accidentally clutched on to Kyte too hard, but he shrugged it off knowing what happened. Her naked body harmed and her pussy leaking of cum had Kyte figure the General had his way with her, and he was more motivated than ever to go back and give the General his worst, but before, the focused on a perch to drop Krystal as requested.

Once landed, Krystal with ease jumped off of Kyte. "This is Krazoa Palace!" he told her about the citadel. He saw her struggle a bit, walking in a dysfunctional fashion. "If you go in, be careful. This is the dinosaurs' most sacred place." With that he flew off, ready to punish General Scales for her.

The embarrassment of her body exposed settled down a bit. Thankfully she was no where near any species that shared her bipedal like characteristics, saved for the General and the sharpclaw army. Most other dinosaurs usually had little regard for clothing and were basically bare themselves, save for armor that served primarily for protection. Krystal hoped, however, to steer clear of the sharpclaw army and investigated the origin of the distress signal.

She found one opening into Krazoa Palace and maneuvered through, seeing an assortment of beautiful architecture ruined with the sight of fallen earthwalkers that moaned in agony. Down the halls led to a worship hall, where she heard an earthwalker mumbling to himself.

"The Krazoa...need your help...they are dying..." he faintly said, talking towards Krystal. She ran over to him to see if any aid was needed.

"Was it you that sent the distress signal," Krystal asked the weakened dinosaur as she approached him.

Weakly, he responded, "When we were attacked, I signaled for help...We were massacred..."

Puzzled, Krystal asked, "But what were you doing here?"

"The King Earthwalker sent us to protect this sacred palace...home of the Krazoa Spirits" he answered. "The Krazoa are Peace Spirits, powerful beings that bring life to a planet. Without the Spirits, our planet is dead."

Krystal could see this situation threatening for the entire planet. She was very determined to aid them in their time of need. "Is there something I can do?"

"My girl, only the pure of heart can take the tests..." he told her about her new challenge. "Enter the Krazoa Shrine. Once inside, complete the Spirit's test and await your reward." As if willed by the earthwalker, the doors opened to the room of the Krazoa Shrine. "If you succeed, then return to me. I'm not going anywhere." Making haste, she entered the Krazoa Shrine and transported herself to find the Krazoa Spirit.

The shadedasher was exiting through the corridor, ready to find another test to try again when she saw the shrine illuminate. In a panic, she jumped toward the ceiling and hid. Appearing was a blue vixen that wore nothing save for armor. "Hmph, for a mammal, she has the modesty of the rest of these dinosaurs," the shadedasher said in disgust. "I wonder if she'll try for the spirit." With that, she followed her, making sure she didn't make any noise and kept hidden from the vixen's sight.

Krystal traveled into a room with shattered urns and artifacts. It seemed like someone was here, and she looked around if there was still any signs of their presence being there. Something then caught her eye; a flash of blue light vanished into a pillar. She could feel the thoughts of another being moving about, and as soon as she began to move forward, a floating ghost-like figure was before her. It worried her at first, but she figured this might be the Krazoa Spirit the earthwalker was talking about. The spirit didn't give her much of a choice, as it already made its decision to enter into her. It thrust her up upward and before she was about to fall, she gently floated below until her feet touched the ground.

"No way!" The shadedasher couldn't believe her eyes. Hidden into the surrounding pool, she saw everything, and it angered her that the spirit easily accepted her, even without challenging her once, though she did break every single urn in the room. She wanted to spring out and capture the blue fox, but she began to fade out of reality. The shadedasher ran for the Krazoa Shrine to catch up with her.

Appearing back into the shrine, Krystal ran out to see if the dinosaur was ok. The earthwalker began talking when he noticed her. "The Shrines keep the Spirits safe from harm..." he told her in his same weak state, and continued, "but their powers are useless. Only when the Spirit has been released back into the palace can it be used to stop the war."

With the Spirit inside of her, Krystal had the urge to move towards a platform at one point of the room. When she stepped onto it, the platform reacted to the Spirit, and rose her up into a Release Chamber. She stood before a Krazoa Statue, and as it reacted, she felt her body weakening. It seemed to be forcing the Spirit inside of her.

The shadedasher saw the raised platform, and leaped high into the air to capture the girl. Inside of the Release Chamber, she saw that the Spirit was already moving out of her. She was too late, and the Spirit inside the blue vixen returned to its rightful place inside of the palace. Opening its mouth, the statue consumed Krystal without notice.

"Well, isn't this a nice turn of events," the shadedasher said to herself. "Well, it's not like capturing a naked dog will be hard, but it sure is going to be an annoyance." With her goal set, she left to find a Warpstone to find and capture the alien girl.