Author: FLIONESS Subject: Claw Squad Profiles Posted: DECEMBER 15, 1998 12:14 Here are profiles of the CS characters. Katt Lombardi Species: Lylatian cat Age: 25 Marital Status: Married //Falco Lombardi// Maiden Name: Monroe 1 1/2 years after Andross's defeat, Katt and Falco finally admitted their feelings and got married 6 months later. Soon after the marriage, Gen. Pepper recognised all she had done for Lylat and awarded her with a ship, The WhiteClaw. She then began her own Squadron, The Claw Squad. Perria Gonzales Lylatian Chihuahua 23 Single Graduated from the academy when she was 18. This is her first real flying job since then. She's an awesome pilot, yet is weak when it comes to shooting. She has a slight crush on Bill Grey. Chamille Powalski Venomian Chameleon 21 Single The sister of Leon Powalski. Chamille has always hated Andross, despite being born into Venomian society. After her brother's permanent hospitalization, she joined the Cornerians in the fight against Venomian forces. She is a sharp shot and a fair pilot. Flioness deLeon Lylatian lion 18 Single The rookie of the bunch, yet one with awesome potential. 10 years ago, her brother, Rey deLeon, was killed in battle. Partially raised by Peppy Hare. Close friend of Fox McCloud. There ya go... Author: FLIONESS Subject: The Claw Squadron pt. 1 Posted: DECEMBER 15, 1998 11:48 Hi. This is a SF fanfic I've been working on. I hope you enjoy it. ~Flioness~ //You can call me Flia// P.S. This story takes place 3 years after Andross's defeat. --------------------------------------------- Katt Lombardi hurriedly rushed down the corridor of the large Spacecraft, rushing for the bedchambers. She opened the first door, seeing a thin, female Lylatian Chihuaua asleep in her bed. "Come on, Perria," She said. "We're needed." Perria Gonzales awoke and stood up, as Katt approached the next door. A sleeping female chameleon was sprawled out across her bed. "Rise and shine, Chamille." Chamille Powalski stretched, yawned, and jumped out of bed. Katt hurriedly opened the last door. A sleeping lioness lay comfortably in her bed, dreaming. Katt smiled and flipped on the lights. The lion opened her eyes sleepily. "KATT!" She groaned, covering her face with her pillow. "Come on, Flia," Katt laughed, taking the pillow. "We're needed." Flioness deLeon sighed, yawned loudly, and prepared for battle. --------------------------------------------- The four young pilots rushed to the small hangar bay aboard the ship. Katt leaped into her improved Catspaw, as the three others boarded crafts of similar form. The four engines began to purr, and in a matter of seconds they were zooming into space. "We're almost there," Katt said in a firm voice. "Approaching Sector Z..." Sector Z, three years after it had been cleaned of wrecked ships, was now a ship graveyard again. Only this time, the ships were all intact. "Aye Carumba," Perria muttered. "No kiddin'," Chamille replied. "So where's the big enemy?" Flioness inquired. Suddenly, they were surrounded by Venomian spacecraft. Chamille glared over at the young rookie. "You HAD to ask, didn't you Flia?" She muttered. "Enough," Katt interrupted. "Come on girls, let's scratch em!" "Yeah CLAW SQUAD!" the four pilots yelled simultaneously. --------------------------------------------- Andrew Oikonny watched angrily as each of his ships were shot down. During his three years of longing for revenge, he had grown a bit larger in stature and now had a terrible temper. He slammed his fist down on his desk, grimacing. As nephew of Andross, Andrew had been the sole heir to his dictatorship. However, since his fall, Andrew was left with no power whatsoever, save control over the small amount of fighters still loyal to the Venomian cause. However, he was now losing his precious pilots, one by one. Furiously, he grabbed his intercom and yelled: "RETREAT!" --------------------------------------------- "What are they doing?" Flia asked. "They're...RETREATING!" "Obviously they realize they've met their match," Katt replied. "Come on. Let's go back to the WhiteClaw and catch up on lost sleep." "Sounds good to me," Flia yawned, as the four ships headed back home. --------------------------------------------- To be continued... --------------------------------------------- Subject: The Claw Squadron pt. 2 Posted: DECEMBER 16, 1998 17:18 Flia walked through the corridors of WhiteClaw, a little bored after the exciting skirmish the night before. She approached Katt's room, from which she heard voices. "I can't wait for the Holidays," Katt was saying. "I want to be home so badly." "Me too," a masculine voice replied. "The other guys are starting to get on my nerves. Especially Slippy." Katt giggled. "I know, Falco, I know," she said. "You've told me more than once." "Yeah," Falco chuckled into the telecom. "How's things going on your end?" "Fine," Katt replied. "Perria has improved greatly, Chamille's as sharp as ever, and Flioness..." She paused. "Flia is still learning, but she has great potential." "Yeah," Falco said. "Soon the CS will be as strong as StarFox." "How is Fox, by the way?" Katt asked. Falco sighed. "Still upset about Peppy's hospitalization," he replied. "I can't believe he had a heart attack.... at his age...." Outside the door, Flia winced. "Uncle Peppy...?" she whispered to herself. "Will he be able to fly again?" Katt continued. "The doctors don't think so," her husband answered. "He may have to retire." Flia winced again at the words she heard, as tears flooded her eyes. She kneeled down to the floor as a painful memory arose in her mind. --------------------------------------------- She was taken 10 years into her past. She was a cub again, a young girl alone on a playground. She was sitting on a swing, sobbing loudly. A young fox pup approached her. "What's wrong, Flia?" he asked. Flia sniffled. "Nothing, Fox," the cub replied, wiping tears from her face. "It's your brother, isn't it?" Fox asked. Flia glared at him. "It's OK," he continued. "I lost my dad the same way." Flia looked down to the ground. "I'm... I'm sorry..." she stuttered. Fox smiled at her. "It's OK," he said. "My Uncle Peppy helped me feel better about it." Flia looked up at him. "He can help you feel better, too." Suddenly, a grown brown and white rabbit wearing a pilot's jacket appeared on the playground. "Fox," he said, "Time to go home." Fox ran to him and whispered into his long ear. The hare nodded and approached the crying girl. "Hello," he said. "My name is Peppy. What's yours?" "Flioness," the cub replied, wiping the last of the tears from her pale blue fur. "My friends call me Flia." She noticed his jacket. "You a pilot?" "Yes I am," Peppy replied, smiling. "Cool," Flia said. "That's what I want to be when I grow up, fly..." she paused. "My brother was a pilot..." "I know," Peppy replied, nodding his head. "Rey deLeon was one of the best young pilots I've seen." Flia sniffled again. Peppy bit his lip, then smiled. "Would you like to go for a ride in my jet?" Flia beamed. "SURE!" She cried joyfully. --------------------------------------------- Flia winced again from her memory. It had been a fun ride, a ride that had started a weekly tradition of flights together. Peppy had become part of her family, and now he was in the hospital, with no real family of his own to be there. She brushed tears from her face and looked up. There, standing in front of her, was Katt. Flia grinned sheepishly. "Hi...Katt...." Subject: The Claw Squadron pt. 3 Posted: DECEMBER 18, 1998 18:36 "Flia" Katt stared at the young blue lioness. "What are you doing?" "Nothing," Flia replied. "Good evening, Commander." She stood up and began to walk away. "Flia," Katt placed her hand on her shoulder. "Is something wrong? Your face is wet." "Nothing's wrong, Katt." Flia growled. Katt lifted her hand resignedly. "Very well, Flia. Goodnight." Flia winced and walked away. --------------------------------------------- "Well ladies," Katt began, "It appears that the holidays are here. We will be landing in Corneria City soon." The three other pilots nodded their heads excitedly. "It's been great working with ya, and hope that you'll be ready to return to duty come January 5th. In the meantime, have a Merry Christmas." After arriving in Corneria City, the four pilots stepped out onto solid ground for the first time in months. Standing near them, in front of Great Fox, stood what was left of the StarFox team. Fox had a rather distant look on his face, yet smiled nevertheless. Falco's dark green eyes sparkled at the sight of his beautiful wife. They embraced, as their friends looked on, chuckling to themselves. All their friends but Slippy, that is, for ever since Chamille had stepped out of the WhiteClaw, his eyes had laid upon nothing else. Perria noticed this out of the corner of her eye, and teasingly elbowed the attractive chameleon. "Hey Chica," she whispered. "I thin' somebody's scopin' you out..." Chamille glanced at the lovestruck amphibian, and quickly looked in the other direction. "Shut up," She snapped. Flia giggled at her two friends. They were always like this, constantly teasing each other. She then looked at Fox. He seemed so distant, as if his mind were somewhere else. Sighing, she stepped towards him. "Fox," she said, "How's Peppy...?" Fox sighed and looked back at her. "I'm... not sure..." His ears drooped and his eyes averted themselves to the ground. "Hey guys," came a voice from behind them. Fox turned around. "Bill, hey!" Fox and his friend slapped each other a high-five. Near them, Perria swooned, then stepped toward the young greyhound, batting her eyelashes. "Hola, perro guapo..." She said, flirtingly. "You wanna go sit under some mistletoe?" Bill rolled his eyes. "No thank you, Perria," he said sternly. Perria pouted dramatically. Bill shook his head and turned toward Fox. "I came to tell you something... but now I can't quite remember...." "Wait a minute," Fox interrupted. "Where's Fara? She said she'd--" "OH YEAH!" Bill interrupted. "Now I remember! Fara's in the hospital." Fox stared back at him. "Visiting Peppy?" he said, "but--" "NO!" Bill said, excitedly. He then calmed down a bit. "Fox, IT'S TIME." "WHAT???!" --------------------------------------------- The 8 friends rushed through the hospital door and approached the front desk. After the young doe at the front desk directed them to where they were supposed to go, Fox's friends ran into a waiting room, while he went into room 915. "Here he comes!" "I can't do it! I can't do it!" "Sure you can, Fara. Hold on to my hand." "I...can't..." "Almost there, Mrs. McCloud." "AAAAAAAAAGH!" ".... Congratulations Mr. McCloud. You are now the father of a beautiful baby boy!" "Doctor.... there's another one..." "ANOTHER ONE??!!" "WHAT?! Ohhhhh I can't do this again...." "Yes you can. Come on.. just think, TWINS!" "I don't want to... AGGGH!" "Here he comes...." "Come on, Honey...." "TWO beautiful baby boys! Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. McCloud."