Captain Fatal Tragedy Oikonny, son of Andross, stood in front of the Great Fox that was docked in Corneria. He'd been sent here by General Pepper to aid the team in their upcoming mission. He sighed and walked up the ramp into the hanger.
Captain FT was a large, anthro dark green dragon with light green belly scales, golden horns, and blond hair. In his large claws, he clutched suitcases, one filled with clothes, another filled with weapons and ammunition. As he stepped into the hanger, he saw the team waiting for him, Fox standing out in front. He dropped one of the suitcases and extended a claw, Fox taking it and shaking it. "Captain Oikonny, I presume!" McCloud said, smiling.
FT nodded. "Captain Fatal T. Oikonny. Cornerian First Army, aka the Big Red One (WWII reference >.>)." FT replied.
He had been called "Fatal Tragedy" because his mother died in childbirth because of him. There was a small chance he was going to survive birth, and even a smaller chance of his mother living. Luckily, he survived. When he was 17, he saw one of his father's plans put into work, and didn't want anything to do with it, so he deflected and joined the Cornerian Army. Now, at age 28, he was sent to the StarFox team.
The introductions were made with Fox, Falco, Peppy, Slippy, and Krystal and now he was exploring the ship. He was assigned a bedroom (right next to Fox, which he believed could be a convience since he was furry-bi and had a little crush on Fox) and was shown to the bathrooms, as well as important rooms such as the bridge, kitchen, firing range, dojo, and rec rooms. He challenged Fox and Falco to a firing contest, where he came first, Fox came second, and Falco came a close thrid, only missing two shots. "Damn, you're good!" Falco said, patting FT, who hit each shot dead center with his golden Desert Eagle.
What impressed Fox was that FT was using the sniper target and himself had to squint in order to see it. The dragon had undergone an expirement that changed him into what he is today. He was once a monkey like Andross, but volunteered to be one of his bio weapons. His senses were highly increased, as was his strength and speed. This was shown to Fox when they sparred in the dojo.
Now, FT was in the showers, washing up after a long day of proving himself to the team. As he showered, he thought of Fox. If the dragon hadn't deflected, he would have been sent to kill Fox, and now here he was, on his team, and sleeping in the next room. He chuckled and stopped showering as he heard a creak. The door opened and closed, followed by footsteps. "Who's there?" FT asked, sniffing the air.
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