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Main Campaign[]

After making contact with an alien that crashed on Earth, astrophysicist Victor St. Grand secretly recruited a team of pilots to explore the stars.

He named the alien Judge, and called the team the STARLINK INITIATIVE.

Aboard their NOVA powered mothership, the team arrives in the Atlas Star System seeking answers about Judge's origins...

Enter the Atlas System[]

  • Mason: We're here.
  • St. Grand: Atlas. Jewel of the Pleiades...
  • Chase: Look!
  • Levi: Welcome to Atlas! Man! I'm going to get so many hits back on Earth.
  • St. Grand: No you're not.
  • Chase: Levi, no one's supposed to know about this.
  • Levi: And I'm looking to change that.
  • St. Grand: Chase. Levi. One of you will need to be outside to help Hunter with the escort.
  • Chase: Ok!
  • Levi: Hey! He said one of us... [Chase and Levi run out of the bridge]
  • St. Grand: Hehehe.
  • Razor: Scan's up, St Grand.
  • Mason: It's incredible! I can't believe you've been doing this for a whole year.
  • Razor: Our third trip...hasn't gotten old yet.
  • St. Grand: It was Alcyone last. Now Atlas. The artifact we're collecting here might just be the breakthrough we need. We're closer than ever now. I know it.
  • Sage: Proximity warning. [Shaid is being pursued by strange marauders]
  • Razor: Looks like our delivery is coming in hot.
  • Shaid: Plu brah?! Tiri mo enu?
  • Razor: Right. Let's get our ears on... [Razor activates the translator]
  • Shaid: Evray?! Hello?! Is anybody home? Can you hear me?!
  • St. Grand: What happened, do you have it?
  • Shaid: Yep, but these guys don't like it when you steal from them. Sensitive types. Could use a little help here.
  • Razor: She's not going to make it!
  • St. Grand: Get to the Equinox! We're coming.
  • Razor: I'll man the bridge.
  • St. Grand: Judge, take Mason with you to the Hangar. We need to buy time for me to jumpstart the engine.
  • Mason: Are you sure? Maybe I should help you in the Reactor.
  • St. Grand: They've never used Starlink before. Go show them what it can do. Take my ship, you're ready.
  • Mason: Ok.
  • Chase: It's on now, mano!
  • Sage: Warning - Coolant Cycle Terminated.
  • St. Grand: You think that's bad...
  • Mason: You can do this.

Star Fox's Arrival[]

  • Fox: You boys seeing this?
  • Falco: Yeah, but it's not Wolf, so who cares?
  • Slippy: It looks like they're outnumbered.
  • Fox: You know what I'm thinking...
  • Peppy: Absolutely positively not! We came here for one reason and one reason only! And that is to take down--
  • [Fox doesn't listen to him and takes off in his Arwing, Falco and Slippy follow him]
  • Peppy: (sighs) I knew I shoulda retired back on Corneria.... [follows the trio]

Meeting the Equinox crew[]

  • Fox: Let's rock n' roll boys!
  • Slippy: Okay Fox, we're close enough to hail them. I'm patching you through now.
  • Razor: Identify yourself! Who are you guys?
  • Fox: What's up? We're Star Fox and we thought you could use a hand with these punks.
  • Razor: Where did these guys come from? We could use a few extra ships. Team, what do you think?
  • Hunter: They seem friendly enough. Also, looks like we're all headed to the same place. We may not have much of a choice.
  • Razor: Okay, looks like we got a few more wingmates. Hang on Shaid, we're on our way.
  • Hunter: Huh, These Star Fox pilots know what they're doing.
  • Peppy: Ugh, these darn ships are fast!
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: Not fast enough. Check THIS out!
  • Fox: I'm in trouble!
  • Hunter: Another down.
  • Fox: Take that!

St. Grand's capture & crash landing[]

  • Razor: Hey, nice work, new kid!
  • Mason: Thanks.
  • [St.Grand is working on jumpstarting the ships' cores.]
  • Razor: St. Grand, how's it goin' down there?
  • St Grand: I'm almost there. Tell them to hang on a few minutes longer.
  • [Suddenly, a battleship rams into the Equinox, causing a slight explosion to knock St. Grand out.]
  • Sage: Breach in reactor hull.
  • Razor: Everyone, get back to the ship!! The reactor's been breached!
  • Hunter: On our way! Just..one more left...
  • [Hunter finishes off an enemy ship with an attachable weapon]
  • Razor: St. Grand!... (runs to the engine room)
  • [St.Grand was recovering from the explosion.]
  • St Grand: Uhhh...
  • [Some men in cloaks enter the opening caused from the explosion.]
  • ???: Take him with us.
  • [The cloaked men reach for the reactor to remove it]
  • [The removement of the reactor causes a huge EMP wave of energy to be released out to space. The wave of energy shuts off the Starlink Ships' flight engines, making them plummet. Chase's ship reads "Shield Low" on her screen.]
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: What?!
  • [Razor entered the room way too late as the cloaked figures take St. Grand.]
  • Razor: No, no no no!...
  • [The ship leaves its docking position, causing the hull breach to suck out air, pulling Razor into space. She grabs on to the ship]
  • Razor: Sage! Seal... the hull! [Sage seals the breach just before Razor could get sucked outside]
  • [The ships continue to plummet and heat up as they enter the atmosphere.]
  • Hunter: Razor, what's going on? [Chase tries to start the powered down flight engines]
  • Razor: He's gone! They took St. Grand! 
  • Mason: What? 
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: Noooo!
  • [Star Fox's Arwings also have their flight engines down from the EMP]
  • Fox: All units, brace yourselves -- we're going down!
  • Falco, Peppy, & Slippy: AH!...
  • [The screen goes black as the ships go faster into the atmosphere and crash]

Kirite[]

Crashing Site[]

  • Fox: (waking up) Ugh... Nuggh....
  • Hunter: (static) Equinox pilots, come in! The Equinox has crashed.
  • Fox: Huh? All units, report in! Boys, I'm here, I survived! Do you read me?!
  • Hunter: (static) I repeat, the Equinox has crashed. All pilots report in!
  • Fox: Nothing's getting through. All this interference. Ugh, flight engines are down. Guess I'm on reserve power. Gotta find the boys.
  • Fox: Oh, you wanna dance?
  • [The legion Imp gets defeated]
  • Fox: A way out...
  • Fox: Looks like that ship. The Equinox. (3 legion cyclopes appear) [sighs] What now?
  • Fox: You asked for it.
  • [Falco, Peppy and Slippy are revealed to have made it in one piece]
  • Peppy: Fox, you made it! You were the last one to report in, but I never doubted ya for a second!
  • Fox: Peppy! Everyone okay?
  • Hunter: Fox, is it? Well, we were ambushed. whoever attacked us kidnapped our captain during the battle. We appreciate your help though.
  • Fox: Well, they're not gonna get away with that. Come on, let's go get 'em!
  • Razor: We can't. Those freaks who took St. Grand also stole our reactor. There's a backup, but until we get more fuel, we're not going anywhere.
  • Fox: Hmm, gotta be something we can do here.
  • Slippy: Maybe there is. I rigged our tech with their ship. Check out your map.
  • Razor: There's your ship. You should be able to to see everything within the scan radius. The rest of the planet's uncharted territory, for now.
  • Judge: Razor, I am picking up an alien signal nearby.
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: You think someone's out there?
  • Razor: Worth checking out. Feel free to give the map a spin. Not much to it now, but once we explore more of this place, it'll definitely come in handy.
  • Fox: Okay, I'll go check see what's up.
  • Hunter: Be careful, We don't know what's out there.
  • Levi: Uh, I'll tell you ONE thing that's out there. A bunch of killer robots!
  • Fox: Yeah, we've only been here for a week, but we've taken out a lot of them.
  • Slippy: There's just no reasoning with those things!
  • Peppy: Bunch of pests if ya ask me!
  • Falco: Yeah well, bring 'em on! They make good target practice!
  • Kharl: Oh good you're back! ...Wait. You're not Thicket. Bah, where's my assistant when you need him?
  • Fox: The name's Fox. I'm looking for some fuel, and figured you might be able to help.
  • Kharl: Hmm? Oh, sorry. My missing assistant has me all flustered. You haven't seen a squat leafy fellow wandering around, have you?
  • Fox: No, but maybe we can help each other out.
  • Kharl: I sent Thicket to put down a beacon and he set it right next to an Imp. Hive! Stars know where he is, but I need that Hive removed. Then I can help you with, fuel, was it?
  • Fox: Sounds good to me.
  • Slippy: What a nice guy! Atlas might be kinda dangerous, but there are some good eggs here!
  • Mason: Yeah... Hey, so what brings you guys to Atlas, anyway?
  • Fox: We're looking for someone named Wolf. He's caused a lot of trouble back on Corneria.
  • Falco: And now the bill's due.
  • Peppy: Don't worry, boys, once we get off this planet, we're gonna smoke him out and make him pay.
  • Mason: Gotcha. Well, after we get the Equinox fixed, we're going to find our leader. Maybe we can help each other somehow.
  • Fox: Hey, you said it was an Imp Hive, right?
  • Kharl: Hmm. Imps. Such nasty little machines. Of all the Legion, they irk me the most. And the best way to handle them is… well, not to handle them at all. But I hear combustion works.
  • Falco: Fire, hmm. I like how you think.
  • Slippy: Now that we're equipped with Starlink, we've got lots of options. Try the Flamethrower!
  • Fox: Pretty sure I'm coming up on the Hive.
  • Hunter: So that's where Imps come from. This structure must be controlling them somehow.
  • Fox: Now it's a party.
  • Fox: Alright, that Imp Hive is toast.
  • Kharl: Ah, wonderful. No Hive, no Imps; just the way I like it. I have some Electrum waiting here for you, as promised.
  • Mason: Oh. Uh, our ship actually takes Nova.
  • Kharl: Nova? Where did you say you were from?
  • Mason: Well most of us are from a planet called Earth.
  • Fox: My home planet is Papetoon.
  • Kharl: Hmm. Well, the only way to get Nova here is to salvage the core from an Extractor, but... Well, it should appear on your map.
  • Razor: There's a Legion Extractor. Looks like that's our target.
  • Kharl: A word of warning. Extractors are Legion machines. Before my time, they were easy to salvage. But since the Reawakening, they defend themselves most efficiently. But you all seem desperate... er, competent enough. Just bring the core to me and we'll be done.
  • Fox: Big storm up ahead.
  • Kharl: Ah yes. The Extractor should be just inside.
  • Sage: Starlink database updated. Enemy analysis complete, Siege weaponry recommended.
  • Fox: Whoa... who's idea was this, anyway?
  • Razor: It's the only idea we got!
  • Kharl: First, you'll need to target the Nodes along the perimeter! Aim for the red power cells. Once those are down, the Extractor's core will be exposed!
  • Fox: It's down!
  • Razor: Sweet! Now grab that core and get out of there.
  • Kharl: The core is in the center of the extractor. Get a good hold on it and pull back, just not too hard!
  • Fox: Got it!
  • Kharl: Interstellar! Nova is such a rarity - you could make quite a fortune with your skills.
  • Mason: I don t get it. Can't you just make more Nova?
  • Kharl: If only we could! Sadly, while there is plenty of Electrum to be found, no one knows how to refine it. So the only Nova left is inside those machines. And well, we're not all as brave as you are.
  • Mason: Wow. I wonder if St. Grand knows about this...
  • Kharl: What was that?
  • Mason: Our captain, St. Grand. He learned how to create Nova. That's how we got here.
  • Kharl: Your captain can make Nova? My stars, why didn't you say so! Knowledge of that kind could upset the entire system! And you say he's missing?
  • Mason: That's why we're here.
  • Kharl: I see. Fascinating.
  • Kharl: Hmm? Oh, you're back!
  • Fox: Okay. Here's that core.
  • Kharl: Outstanding! Extracting the Nova should take just a moment. Hmm. I'll need to arrange for a replacement.
  • Fox: Huh?
  • Kharl: Well you have a captain to find, don't you? A captain that can make Nova no less! Your crew could use a local expert, and I'm not too shabby in a fight either.
  • Fox: This isn't my crew so you gotta ask them. Maybe they'd be open to it. I dunno.
  • Kharl: Then it sounds like a sabbatical is in order! I will meet you there! Just have to find that darn assistant...
  • Fox: Hey guys, got that Nova for ya. Heading back now.
  • Razor: Nice work! See you soon.
  • Slippy: Man, these guys have the best snacks!
  • Peppy: Slip, stop stuffin' your face with that junk or you'll get all sleepy! We gotta be wide awake if we're gonna catch Wolf!
  • Fox: Almost there.
  • Razor: Good. Once we get the Nova loaded, we should be good to go.
  • Mason: And then we find St. Grand.
  • Razor: That's right.
  • Levi: Yeah, unless he's... you know.
  • Chase: Levi! What the heck!
  • Levi: What? I hope he isn't, I'm just sayin'.
  • Hunter: Don't worry. He's our captain. We won't let him down.
  • Fox: I'm here. How do I transfer your fuel?
  • Razor: Open your ship's computer. You should be able to launch the repair sequence from the Equinox screen.
  • Razor: Nice. If we find any more goodies around here, maybe we can upgrade the Equinox even more. Until then, let's see if this works.

Launching the Equinox[]

  • Hunter: Hmmm. This was a precision strike. They must have tracked our core through the hull.
  • Razor: Well, this isn't enough Nova to draw anyone's attention, that's for sure. But it Mason's calculations are right, should be just enough to get us airborne again.
  • Levi: Yeah, or just enough to be blown to pieces!
  • Razor: Hit it, Chase!

Leaving the Crash Site[]

  • Razor: Nice. Alright, your flight engines are restored. Good luck in your search, Fox.
  • Fox: Not so fast. I've been thinking about what Mason said back there. We should work together. Something tells me we're gonna need more manpower and same goes for you guys. So what do you say?
  • Mason: Uh, yeah. I think it's a great idea. Let's talk it over at the Equinox. Actually, once you're here, I'd like to get a closer look at your ship myself.

Grax and St Grand[]

  • Grax: I have waited... so long for this. I foresaw this moment many years ago. The Wardens showed me and now...the gift appears. The time has come to harvest Nova. When the Warden Gods departed so long ago they took with them the secrets to Nova. You must feed my Legion. Your crew is lost.
  • Victor St Grand: Hnnngg!
  • Grax: You will show me how to make Nova... and you will kneel before your Warden!

Equinox Interior[]

  • Mason: Alright. Everything looks good.
  • Slippy: Wow, This Starlink tech is AMAZING!!
  • Fox: This'll give us the edge we need take down Wolf.
  • Mason: Least we could do. Good luck.
  • Fox: Let's rock n roll, boys!
  • (Fox, Falco, Peppy and Slippy head to their Arwings)
  • Falco: Catch ya later!
  • Shaid: I got contacts. They might know who took St Grand. Let's talk to them first.
  • Razor: This is the only intel I trust. The Legion's got a hierarchy, and orders gotta come from somewhere. Let's crack a few more open and see where that gets us. That's not very diplomatic, but it could... work.
  • Hunter: That's not very diplomatic, but it could... work.
  • Mason: What are we waiting for? Let's get out there!
  • (Levi begins fooling around)
  • Chase: Levi, come on!

Haven[]

Heading to Haven[]

  • Hunter: Hold on. I need to show you something. Open your ship's computer. Each time you master a weapon or ship, you can come here to gain new abilities and advantages in combat.
  • Fox: Thanks. That's good to know.
  • Razor: So like I was saying, the imps on Kirite and the Drakes that attacked Shaid are all Legion. So the Legion have to be connected to St. Grand's capture.
  • Kharl: An interesting theory. But our research points to the fact that the Legion are not intelligent.
  • Razor: Which means someone's controlling them. We just need to find out who.
  • Shaid: Wow. You guys sound just like a Prospector I know. That Haven old-timer was always on about the "Legion hierarchy".
  • Mason: Great! Let's go talk to him!
  • Shaid: Waitwaitwait, I meant you guys are nuts. Are all humans this dense?
  • Razor: Look, I saw the ones who took St. Grand. They weren't robots. If this guy's got a theory about that, we should hear it.
  • Fox: I'm with Razor. If this guy's got a theory, we should hear him out.
  • Shaid: Fine. If you guys wanna talk to Eli, go ahead. But I'm warning you, he's a little on the cranky side.
  • Razor: You sure that's not just when he's talking to you?
  • Shaid: Oh so you do have a sense of humor. Good to know.
  • Razor: Oh, one last thing. Your hyperdrive is back up. Just don't run into any asteroids. We only got so many spare parts around here.
  • Fox: Nice. Thanks, Razor.
  • Fox: They're on someone's tail. Sage, let's talk to that pilot.
  • Sage: Channel open.
  • Fox: What's up? Looks like you're in trouble.
  • Rankor: Beat it, before I beat YOU!
  • Fox: You got a funny way of saying thanks, pal.
  • Rankor: Ah, what do you know, Snood-brain? Maybe I'm lurin' Legion into my trap. But so long as you're here, I'll letcha take a few potshots at 'em.
  • Fox: Yeah you will.
  • Rankor: Ah-hahaha! Nothin' like a good battle to get the blood pumpin'! You're alright, pal... even though ya got a puny ship.
  • Fox: Our ships are the same size. Math isn't your thing, is it?
  • Rankor: Ha! Feisty, too. I like it. Maybe we'll meet again.
  • Fox: That guy's nothin' but trouble.
  • Shaid: You're lucky. Most Outlaws only got one code: shoot first, talk never.
  • Levi: Man, this place is a freakin' danger zone.
  • Shaid: It's Atlas, kid. Our space has all kinds of loot caches and shipwrecks. And if it's worth picking over, it's worth fighting over. Why else you think those Drakes were after me?
  • Kharl: Indeed. We Expedition stay within our planetary gravity wells for a reason. Even the Prospectors rarely see space these days.
  • Shaid: See? Even the egg-head's got street smarts. It's the way we live. Or else we don't.

Arrival at Haven[]

  • Fox: Alright guys, I made it to Haven. Where am I headed?
  • Shaid: Just keep your eye out for an old refinery. Should be near a river.
  • Fox: Copy that.
  • Chase: So Shaid, have you known this guy long? No offense but you don't seem like someone who makes friends with, well, anyone.
  • Shaid: Hey I never said we were friends. We met back when he was still taking jobs. Used to be one of the baddest bounty hunters around.
  • Mason: Used to be?
  • Shaid: Eli's like 300 years old. Saw too much of the world and stopped making sense of it, I guess. Always ranting about the world being secretly run by Krakna or whatever. One day, he just packed it in and set up his own digs.
  • Mason: Sounds like me. When I started developing Starlink, I tried to get funding. Everyone thought I was crazy.
  • Shaid: Well, jury's still out on that.

Encountering Eli[]

  • Fox: Looks like a refinery to me.
  • Eli: Hold it right there! You're on private property. Move along before you make another mistake!
  • Fox: Easy now. I just want to talk. Shaid sent me.
  • Eli: Shaid? That meater never listened to a word I said.
  • Fox: Doesn't surprise me. Look, I just got a couple questions and I'll be out of your hair.
  • Eli: Uh huh. Here's the deal, I ain't in the business of bein' made a fool. You want me to play along, you're gonna have to make it worth my while. My refinery's been combin' the area for minerals but there's a couple types we're still missin. You scare up a rare one for me, maybe we talk.
  • Fox: No sweat.
  • Levi: Dude, that's awesome! Another alien bro, for the win!
  • Razor: Just remember why we're here. Friends are good. Information is better.
  • Eli: Alright, you're lookin' for a shiny rock 'bout half the size a' your ship. Chip off a chunk and bring it on back.
  • Fox: There you are.
  • Eli: That'll do. Tell you what. This refinery churns out Electrum by the bucket. Since you did me a favor, I'll throw some of that Electrum your way, from time to time. Alright. Let's talk. You wanna know about the underground. The gears runnin' beneath our boots. Our feathered foes behind the masks.
  • Fox: Something like that. I'm helping some friends locate their captain. He was captured. Whoever's controlling the Legion - we think they did it.
  • Eli: Doubt it. Grax doesn't like to show his face.
  • Fox: So that's his name, huh. Was he the punk who sent those Drakes?
  • Eli: Drakes are his eyes and ears. He wouldn't have come himself unless they spotted something real pretty. Seems you piqued his interest. Why don'tcha help us both out and see for yourself. A Legion Drake crashed here not too long ago. You hack that core a' his, and that'll give you an idea 'bout how the Legion and Grax talk. Just lemme know whatcha find.
  • Fox: Getting close to the site.
  • Eli: The info you want's lodged inside. So you'll need to hack it. Just make sure you stick close by otherwise that hack'll sever. Good luck.
  • Sage: Launching data decryption.
  • Razor: Alright, that's all of it. The data's a little garbled, but I got a read on that SOS.
  • Fox: You got it.
  • Chase: You think it's this Grax guy?
  • Kharl: Ha, what an unfortunate name to have!
  • Shaid: You're giving Eli too much credit. I think he believes it's actually Grax controlling the Legion. Like the literal Grax.
  • Levi: Dude, I'm sorry. I am so lost. What's a Grax?
  • Kharl: Ah, a formidable creature. Legend has it he was born hundreds of years ago in a forgotten tomb.
  • Shaid: Or he lives on the sun and communes with the ancient Wardens. Depends on the story.
  • Levi: Ohhh, so he's the boogey-man. But like real?
  • Shaid: It's just a tale Outlaws tell each other. I wouldn't worry.
  • Fox: Check it out. Over there.
  • Kharl: Ah, that is a Warden Spire! a relic of a long-forgotten era once said to hold valuable treasures - to those who dare disturb it. However they haven't been active for centuries. ill, they do remain well-guarded.
  • Chase: So you're telling me the Legion army is controlled by an old tower?
  • Razor: That's where the signal leads.
  • Fox: Let's check it out.
  • Fox: The Spire's reacting to my weapon. Maybe I should try another weapon, see what happens.
  • Fox: Hey, it's opening.
  • Kharl: Fascinating! I'm reading a very faint power signal. Imagine the data we could collect if we add power to the other spires!
  • Razor: For now, let's just grab what's inside and see what we find.
  • Kharl: My stars. That's advanced Warden technology! A modification once used to specialize their ancient spacecrafts.
  • Fox: Cool. Wonder if it'll work with my Arwing.
  • Kharl: Oh indeed! I believe it could integrate with our ships quite well. In fact, if the other spires are active, there may be several modifications we could use.
  • Razor: Well why don't we give this mod a shot. Open your ship's computer. Any mods we collect will show up here. You can use them to beef up your ship and tune your weapons to your liking.
  • Chase: Sweet. So what about the signal?
  • Razor: The Drake definitely pinged the spire, but it's hard to tell where it went from there. For now, we should head back to the refinery and tell Eli what we found.
  • Judge: Razor, I noticed something peculiar about the Warden Spire. It carries the same signature as St. Grand's artifact.
  • Razor: The artifact Shaid got us? But... that means St. Grand was after Warden technology.
  • Judge: I believe so. It is my conclusion that the artifact is part of the Legion's communication network. If we learn to decipher it, we may be able to intercept Legion transmissions.
  • Razor: And then we can find where they took St. Grand! Judge, you're a genius! So how do we decipher it?
  • Kharl: Hmm, such an analysis will take incredible computing power. But it can be done! We will need Electrum. And a lot of it.
  • Judge: Then we should continue to the refinery. The Prospector may be able to help.
  • (Returning to the refinery)
  • Fox: What's up? I'm back.
  • Eli: You find what you're lookin' for?
  • Fox: Maybe, yeah. We think there's a way to spy on the Legion but we'll need a bunch more Electrum first.
  • Eli: Huh. Well, this refinery's givin' you all the Electrum she can. But if you're willin' to help me upgrade the old girl, I bet we can convince her to work a little harder. All she needs is an ore processor from the mining site. You fetch me one, and I'll see you get your fair share of the profits.
  • Fox: Sounds good to me.
  • Eli: Just, watch out for the Cyclops in the area. I been through the mill, but i never seen anything like this one.
  • Fox: So what can you tell me about this place?
  • Eli: 'Bout a 100 years back, word got out Atlas had all the Electrum you could ever dream of. Critters from all over came out, diggin' for somethin' better. Then the Legion woke up. This is what's left. All those dreams, rusted over and broken. Which means more goods for the rest of us.
  • Fox: I see the Cyclops.
  • Kharl: Oh my. That's no Cyclops. I've never seen anything like it!
  • Eli: Alright now, the goods should be somewhere inside.
  • Fox: Lotta history here. Got it.
  • Eli: Careful now. Those processors were built to last, but they're heavier than a Skittertusk. Ya might have a touch a trouble takin flight.
  • Eli: Ah yeah that's the ticket. Time to upgrade this old rust bucket. Now ain't that a pretty sight, soon, you and me are gonna be up to our eyeballs in Electrum.
  • Judge: Attention. We now have enough Electrum to analyze the artifact. You can launch the Equinox upgrade from your onboard computer.
  • Fox: So, what's the plan?
  • Judge: We have learned much... but the Wardens still guard many secrets. We may find some answers inside another Spire.
  • Sage: Warden artifact analysis commencing.
  • Razor: This could take a bit. When you're ready, come back to the Equinox. by then, Sage should have some good news for us.
  • Kharl: This may be an opportune time to investigate those other Warden Spires!
  • Hunter: It's not a bad idea. Those mods could definitely help in the fights to come.

Returning to the Equinox[]

  • Razor: Hey, welcome back! The analysis just wrapped up. Judge, tell us what we got.
  • Judge: Using St. Grand's artifact, we can now translate Warden encryptions, giving us access to the Legion's communication network.
  • Mason: That's amazing! Have we picked anything up?
  • Judge: We intercepted a repeating transmission. Streaming the video to your onboard computer now.
  • Grax: My children, my believers. The Wardens have bestowed us with another gift. A storm will cover Sonatus, as the Prime re-awakens.
  • Levi: Dude. What. The heck. Was that.
  • Razor: That mask. The guys that took St. Grand, they were wearing those masks! Sage, send this to Eli. That has to be Grax.
  • Shaid: No. No way. You don't know what you're saying.
  • Kharl: Grax or otherwise, this video confirms it. This fellow is controlling the Legion. And he just released another on Sonatus!
  • Hunter: Then we need to head there immediately.

Sonatus[]

Distress call[]

  • Shaid: Sonatus. Whole place is like a living musical instrument. Gorgeous, too. Yeah, a girl could settle down in a place like that.
  • Fox: I’m on my way.
  • Kharl: Ah, I do have a colleague on Sonatus. Perhaps she's seen something?
  • Hunter: Put her through.
  • Kharl: Now where did I put her code... Ah, there we are. (Static) Dr. Wilder, are you there? Fern, pick up!
  • Fern: Kharl?! Look, I'm evacuating the workshop. I'll have to call you later.
  • Kharl: Then you've seen the Prime? Fascinating, isn't it?
  • Fern: No! I mean, yes, but-Kharl, the Prime. It's planting Extractors. The Warden Harvest is starting again.
  • Kharl: No, it can't be.
  • Fern: I know. It sounds insane but... I know what I saw. The Legion. They'll overrun all of Sonatus.
  • Kharl: The whole planet?! Impossible!
  • Fern: I'm sorry. I have to go.
  • Mason: Hold on, we're coming to help!

Arrival on Sonatus[]

  • Fox: I'm here. Where's that Prime at, doctor?
  • Fern: The Prime? I don't know. It was moving so fast.
  • Fox: Don't worry. You got a way to track it?
  • Fern: No, I- wait. I don't know if it'll work but, the Extractor it planted - you need to do there.
  • Fox: Don't sweat it. You're in good hands.
  • Fern: Kharl, what's happening? Who are these people?
  • Levi: Hashtag Starlink, yo!
  • Kharl: They're trustworthy. I'll explain later. For now, what can they do to help?
  • Fern: Oh. Well, when the Prime Legion plants Extractors, my theory is they maintain a connection.
  • Fox: Storm's messin' with my ship.
  • Fern: The Extractor emits electrical pollution. Your flight engines may not work.
  • Fox: Not a problem.
  • Fox: See ya!
  • Fern: That's amazing! I'm picking up a signal but it's faint. Wait.. there's another Extractor.
  • Kharl: The Prime planted another? So soon?
  • Fox: Nothin' to worry about. It's as good as gone.
  • Fern: So where did you say you were from? You can destroy Extractors but you're no Outlaws.
  • Kharl: A planet called Dirt!
  • Mason: Well, Earth. But close.
  • Kharl: More importantly, their flagship has a Nova drive!
  • Fern: Ah, really? Oh I'd love to study it.
  • Levi: Oh dude, you should come with us! Look, we're outta beds, but you can just do what I do and sleep in Hunter's ship.
  • Hunter: Uh, you what?
  • Fern: Maybe later. Have you found the second Extractor?
  • Fox: Nope. But I will soon.
  • Fox: I took out the Extractor. What's up with that Prime?
  • Fern: The Prime just planted another Extractor, If you can destroy it, I think that should work. But you need to hurry. These Extractors. They're doing so much damage. I don't know if Sonatus will ever recover.
  • Chase: Argh, it makes me so mad! This planet is gorgeous! How could - argh!!! Grax is gonna pay for what he's done.
  • Fern: Is it true? Is someone really controlling the Legion?
  • Kharl: I'm afraid so. Somehow this Grax character has access to Warden technology.
  • Fern: And he's using it to regrow the Legion? How would he even acquire the Nova to do it?
  • Mason: He took our ship's core. Would that be enough?
  • Fern: Perhaps. I would need to take a look inside the Prime to know more.
  • Levi: So what's St. Grand got to do with it? Grax didn't even ask for a ransom. You know, in TV they're always asking for a ransom, right? (Gasp) Ahh! Oh, what if he doesn't have our phone number?
  • Chase: Guess we'll ask him when we find him.

Extractors destruction[]

  • Fox: That's three. What's the latest, guys?
  • Fern: Yes! I knew it would work! Now let me see. The Prime is... there! Quickly, before it plants more!
  • Fox: Copy that.
  • Fox: What's up with my waypoint? It's moving.
  • Fern: The Prime is fast for its size. You'll have to hurry.
  • Fox: Got the Prime in my sights!
  • Fern: That's it. Look how it moves!
  • Razor: We haven't faced anything like this before. Link your best equipment. You can't hold back.
  • Fern: When its armor opens, that's your chance to strike. Get in front of it!
  • Fern: You've damaged it! I think it's trying to escape... We don't want to lose track of it, you'd better follow.
  • Fox: That Prime was tough, but not tough enough.
  • Kharl: Not a moment too soon!
  • Chase: Woah, nice one!
  • Fern: Incredible! Kharl... the Legion. They're shutting down!
  • Kharl: What? What do you mean?
  • Fern: They're dormant! The Prime draws energy from each of its Extractors. What if destroying the Prime left that energy with nowhere to go? This could be the answer to stopping the Legion once and for all... The Prime must have a Nova core, can you bring it to me?
  • Fern: Great, I can't wait to study this. I just need to make a few arrangements and I'll meet you back at the... what do you call your ship again?
  • Fox: The Equinox, You comin' aboard?
  • Fern: Of course! Don't you feel it? Everything that's going on - it's just the beginning and you're at the heart of it. Besides, I can't let Kharl have all the fun. Oh, and if your ship needs a tune up, the workshop is at your disposal. Using the natural defenses of Atlas various life forms, we've developed some very unique mods. You should take a look!
  • Razor: Sounds good. Alright everyone, see you back at the Equinox.

Grax's Master Plan[]

  • Levi: Woah.
  • Chase: Razor. We did good, mano.
  • Mason: We did. That's the last sample.
  • Fern: It's going to take some time to analyze this core.
  • Rankor: Well pick up the pace, we gotta hit em while they're down.
  • Mason: We will, Rankor. We just need to figure out where these Primes are coming from first.
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Grax: It is ready. Arkom. He stays until the cycle completes.
  • (Equinox)
  • Kharl: Here's what we know... The Prime is of Warden design. Its main purpose is to gather Electrum, ...which can be refined into Nova... ...and Nova can activate more Primes.
  • Chase: But Grax can't tum Electrum into Nova... Can he?
  • Mason: St Grand can. He learned how to make Nova by studying Judge. But now...
  • Razor: No...
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Male Cult Member: Look. The cycle completes.
  • Female Cult Member: A shame it is only enough for one.
  • Male Cult Member: One will be enough. His crew continues to resist... ...but they will be swept away by the Dreadnought.
  • Female Cult Member: What is he doing? Move!
  • St Grand: Guhh!
  • Female Cult Member: What's this...? Look! He's...
  • St Grand: (fights against the male cult member) Hhng!
  • Hunter: We've got to get St. Grand back now... before Grax is able to cover Atlas in Extractors. Razor, you and I will take point.
  • Razor: Finally.
  • Hunter: We are few in numbers, but armies smaller than ours have defeated -
  • Shaid: *laughs*. You guys. An army. Look, it's like Hunter said. Grax is just gonna keep getting stronger and stronger. I'm looking out for myself, you guys should too.
  • Mason: Shaid... you're right!
  • Hunter: We should split up!
  • Levi: Dude, that's intense!
  • Mason: There aren't enough of us. The Legion is growing... ...we need to keep growing. We spread out, find help from every planet in Atlas.
  • Hunter: If we split up, we'll get picked off one by one.
  • Mason: Not while we have Starlink! We can combine our strengths from everywhere in Atlas.
  • Razor: The more of us there are, the stronger each of us is.
  • Mason: Exactly!
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Grax: The Wardens saved us. They gave us a path to the stars. Brought us out of a life of darkness. Now, what are we? Lost. I have found the key. We will redeem those unworthy. I send you forth in... ...the Dreadnought! As the Wardens willed: Sacrifice the worlds of Atlas to the Harvest of Electrum.
  • St. Grand: What have I done?

Vylus[]

Heading to Vylus[]

  • Fern: We still don't know where the Primes are coming from. But using the core's data, we can now see where they ended up.
  • Razor: Good. Because it looks like two more Primes just landed.
  • Hunter: To follow their progress, I've added an Alliance Tracker to each planet. It will tell us how Legion infested each planet has become, and how many allies we've made to push them back.
  • Levi: So what's it mean when one of the Prime icons just like flips out? 'Cause the one on the bottom's goin' crazysauce.
  • Fern: You're right. The Prime alert on Vylus, it's gone.
  • Sage: Starlink Database updated!
  • Chase: What happened? Is the Prime gone or what?
  • Mason: We should take a look. Maybe someone's out there.
  • Razor: Your call. Just remember to check your Starmap. Our army needs to grow faster than the Legion. And the Alliance Tracker's our best way of keeping up to date.

Arrival at Vylus[]

  • Fox: What's up guys, I'm on Vylus. Confirming I need to take out the Extractors to find the Prime.
  • Razor: Negative. Looks like everything's dormant here. But Sage picked up the Prime's electrical pulse when it went out. I'll put a waypoint on it.
  • Fox: Ugh. Smells like Slippy's dinner last night.
  • Kharl: Those are bile pools! That enchanting fragrance is a bacterial reaction insulating Vylus' plethora of rare mineral deposits.
  • Fox: Whatever floats your boat.
  • Fox: I see the Prime but it's not moving.
  • Galla: You there! Over here!
  • Fox: Hey, did you take down that Prime?
  • Galla: We fought as one. But I alone survived.
  • Fox: That's rough. Sorry to hear it.
  • Galla: I don't need your condolences. I need my ship repaired. One of the monsters escaped.
  • Fox: No problem. Let's get you straightened out.
  • Galla: That will do it. Now I have a Crush Giant to track down.
  • Fox: You've had it rough. let me take care of that Giant for you.
  • Galla: You're capable?
  • Fox: It's what I do.
  • Galla: ...Fine. I could use a moment to pay my respects. Once the Giant's gone, report my armory.
  • Fox: You guys hear that?
  • Hunter: She's just the kind of recruit we need.
  • Razor: We'll see. Keep on this one and let us know what you find.
  • Hunter: If you have a Statis weapon, now's the time to use it.
  • Fox: That Giant is toast.
  • Hunter: Nice work. We should go tell the Prospector it's done. I'm curious to see this armory of hers.
  • Shaid: So a Prospector with an armory. Haven't seen that before.
  • Eli: When a maniacal bird starts droppin' giant robots outta the sky, refinin" Electrum kinda loses its shine.
  • Shaid: Didn't stop you.
  • Eli: Til now. Wasn't gonna fight this war on my own. Ha!
  • Shaid: That's what I'm saying. Joining Starlink's a world apart from building your own army. This girl's got guts.
  • Levi: Oooo, Shaid's got a lady crush.
  • Shaid: Yeah, let's talk about crushes. Hey Chase, Levi finally wants to tell you something.
  • Chase: What's that?
  • Levi: WHAT?! Why would you - no no no, that's... totally not - no- I mean uh --- oh hey, is that... oh man, it's Grax?! I think I just saw him, just like, uh fly past in uh ahh... ah forget it.

Galla's Armory[]

  • Fox: Nice guns on that thing.
  • Galla: Pilot, tell me the Giant's down.
  • Fox: You know it.
  • Galla: Good. So you've come to train with me here at the armory?
  • Fox: Huh? No, I'm after the clown who heads up the Legion.
  • Galla: Ah, and you want my help. We can't fight for you. Not when we're fighting for our own survival.
  • Fox: Fair enough. So what's up with this armory? Seems useful.
  • Galla: Well, it is not as easy as simply constructing a building. You'd need to inspire a world's residents to fight, and give them the hope they can win. To start, you could convince the expedition on vylus to join your cause, even in times of stress, life persists. And it's worth defending. Select a location on Vylus for your Expedition allies, and then build an observatory for them.
  • Fox: No sweat.
  • Galla: It will require Electrum, and a good way of finding some is by bringing down Legion. If you're having trouble finding Legion on this world, talk to this outpost again. I'll be checking on my patrols. For the location: Try removing an Imp Hive. That's what I did.
  • Fox: Resources transferred.
  • Sage: Outpost construction initiated.
  • Kharl: Ah, look at that Starmap! Now we can see this part of the planet no matter where we are.
  • Hunter: Also, you'll see our numbers have increased on the Alliance Tracker. The more residents of Atlas we inspire, the more secure this planet becomes.
  • Fox: What's up next?
  • Galla: Now you must unite the Prospectors on Vylus. Build a refinery. Its resources will give us strength and hope in the coming fight.
  • It's as good as done.
  • Fox: Alright, resources are on board.
  • Eli: Sweet as sunshine. Now that we got a steady flow of cash, should be easier to tie down the rest of this dirtball.
  • Galla: The planet, tallies to your cause, You must go on. Continue to build and make allies with those who have yet to see the light. You may also upgrade existing outposts. That will certainly earn you friends. Once we have a secure hold on Vylus, it'll be time to build an armory of your own.
  • Sage: Warning. Unknown vessel approaching.
  • Fox: Huh? Where?
  • Sage: Error report. Area clear.
  • Fox: Hmmm. That was weird.
  • Galla: It's time to turn the tides on Vylus, friend. Meet with me at the armory.
  • Sage: Proximity warning. A new Prime has arrived on Vylus.
  • Razor: Dang it. Galla, you got enough troops to hold it back?
  • Galla: Not for long. But I've another solution. Quickly, continue to my armory.
  • Sage: Warning. Outlaw vessel approaching.
  • Fox: This is gettin' weird.
  • Sage: Error report. Area clear.
  • Fox: I'm thinkin' Sage is on the fritz.
  • Razor: What do you mean?
  • Fox: She keeps saying there's a ship, but nothing's here.
  • Levi: Sage is buggin' out, yo!
  • Razor: She never led us wrong before... Keep working on that armory. I'll check in with Sage.
  • Galla: The people are ready to take up arms, frail as they may be. But I'll turn these revolutionaries into soldiers yet. Your efforts have made this possible. I offer you this, the blueprints to my armory. Find a location for it on Vylus. I will gather everyone and direct them your way. Do not dally. The more Primes that arrive, the less we can afford to wait.
  • Fox: You got it.
  • Fox: Materials transferred.
  • First Guard Armory: Nice work, chief! The Legion aren't gonna know what hit 'em. Ready for deployment!
  • Galla: This unit will issue patrols and, while they cannot hold the Legion back forever, they will protect other outposts as best they can. It's also equipped with defensive turrets that will repel any foe. What's more, they can be placed anywhere, to help us maintain a strategic edge against our enemies. Your deeds give me heart. Now that Vylus is secure, I cannot stand idly by as other planets suffer. I will join your cause. Atlas will be ours once more.
  • Mason: They will, thanks.
  • Razor: Gotta cut things short, guys. The sage readings you picked up - I'm thinkin' it's an issue with your ship.
  • Fox: Hmm. You think?
  • Razor: It's worth checking out. Wrap it up when you're ready and we'll take a look under the hood when you're back.

Search and Rescue[]

  • Razor: Good, you're back. I need you to pull into the What's that? Fox, watch out!
  • Sorren: I'm not a threat so you can hold your fire.
  • Fox: Oh, I get it. You're the reason why Sage was acting up.
  • Sorren: You've been making noise. First Sonatus. Then Vylus. I wanted to see for myself.
  • Fox: What are you after?
  • Sorren: It'll be easier if I show you.
  • St. Grand: (cough) I can only hope you're all still alive -- I don't have much time. I'm on this massive ship (cough) called a Dreadnought. It's releasing these -- I don't know what you'd call them, they're enormous -- A maniac and his cult are behind all of this. Grax (cough)...Grax, he...he needed me because... What's important now is that you destroy this Dreadnought. The coordinates are encoded into this message. Hurry, before -.
  • ???: Check this room. (St. Grand promptly shuts off the communicator)
  • Mason: St. Grand! He's alive!
  • Kharl: This Dreadnought must be where the Primes are coming from!
  • Fern: He's barely hanging on.
  • Chase: We have to help him!
  • Razor: Hold on! How did you get this? Who are you?
  • Sorren: Grax took someone from me. I want him stopped and when met your friend, he told me you're the ones to do it.
  • Mason: And we will. Come on, guys! We finally know where St. Grand is! This is our chance!
  • Razor: I know. (resolute sigh) Okay. But you're not going it alone. If we do this, we do it together.
  • Levi: Yes! I call dibs!
  • Sorren: Don't be too quick about it. The Dreadnoughts are powered by the Primes. If there are Primes still out there, you're in for a fight you might not come out of.
  • Razor: I'll update the Starmap with the coordinates. When you're close, gimme a ring. We'll send in the cavalry.
  • Fox: Sounds good to me. I'll let ya know when I'm there.
  • Fox: Alright guys, I'm heading for the Dreadnought.
  • Razor: Hold up, Sage is picking up a close-range Legion transmission. But, it's using our encryption code... Putting it through.
  • St. Grand: (static) I'm on the Dreadnought. I'll try to find a way out but, in case I don't: I'm sorry.
  • Mason: St. Grand! Razor, tell him we're here!
  • Razor: It's a recording. I don't know if I can patch us through.
  • Mason: Well you gotta try!
  • Razor: What do you think I'm doing?
  • Shaid: Look, none of you are gonna be any help so long as that thing's operational.
  • Fox: I'm with ya, but how do we take it down?
  • Hunter: Keep on the approach. We'll assess the situation from there.
  • Fox: I see the Dreadnought. No mistaking that.
  • Razor: Sorren, you brought us here. Any bright ideas?
  • Sorren: There's only one way around that armor. But you're not gonna like it. First step is to take out those battery cannons.
  • Fox: No rest for the best.
  • Mason: What about St. Grand?
  • Razor: Still working on it!
  • Sage: Proximity Alert: Legion Dreadnought. Hyperdrive disabled. Warning: Dreadnaught defenses engaged. Prepare for battle.
  • Sage: Interior exposed. Entry is now possible. Interior controls enabled.
  • Razor: There! Got a connection! St. Grand? Can you hear me?
  • St. Grand: (static) Razor? Is it really you? Thank goodness you're alright.
  • Mason: St. Grand! We're here! We're coming to rescue you!
  • St. Grand: Mason! I knew you could do it. I have so much to tell you.
  • Razor: You can tell us all about it when you're back. We ve been saving your seat.
  • St. Grand: Hmm, that sounds good. Listen, I need you to destroy the reactor.
  • Razor: What about you?
  • St. Grand: Don't worry. I think you've caused enough of a distraction for me to find my own way out. Just take out that reactor!
  • Fox: Got it!
  • Razor: Now get out of there! That means you too, St. Grand.
  • St. Grand: I'm on my way!
  • Fox: This is gonna be close!

Death of St. Grand[]

  • Rankor: He's coming in hot!
  • Chase: Oh no!
  • Hunter: Watching out!
  • Kharl: My stars!
  • Razor: St. Grand!
  • Hunter: Give me a hand.
  • Razor: Over here! Hurry!
  • Mason: Stay with us!
  • Hunter: Hang in there.
  • Chase: Is he OK?
  • Hunter: Help me get him up!
  • Chase: What's going on?
  • Rankor: He's losing it! His body has been infected with a foreign neurotoxin. Life signs are fading -
  • Mason: Then do something!!
  • Chase: Careful!
  • Razor: He doesn't look good.
  • St. Grand: No... No, it's okay. come closer. Grax held me on a Warden station. Judge... I saw something. Follow the Wardens. (he takes his last breath and meets his demise)
  • Mason: No. No.
  • Chase: He's... he's gone.
  • Hunter: (As Mason runs, he gets a hold of his arm) You did your best. We all did.
  • Mason: Our best? He's dead, Hunter. What good is our best now?
  • (scene change)
  • Chase: After the accident, it's all anyone wanted to talk about. They treated me like I was... weak. But I'm not. St. Grand, he saw that. He brought me aboard and I met all of you and... I never got to thank him for that.
  • Levi: He took me in when no one else would.
  • Chase: Levi, you broke in.
  • Levi: Yeah, but he didn't call the cops.
  • Mason: I was so pumped to be part of this trip, part of this crew. St. Grand saw me talking, next thing l knew, here I was in Atlas. St. Grand made me believe I could do anything... But now he's gone. I guess he was wrong about me.
  • Shaid: Ok, that's enough. Listen, I've lost people before, you don't go wanna down that road. If you hadn't been here, St. Grand would have died for nothing. You need to be here.
  • Mason: Why?
  • Shaid: Who else is gonna get us out of this mess?
  • Judge: You could not have prevented St Grand's death. But you can shape what comes next. We must halt the Legion's progress here, before it can escape Atlas.

Take Back the World[]

Kirite[]

  • Mason: Okay, guys. Judge is right. Grax isn't going to stop until we end this. We're not gonna let him hurt anyone else.
  • Chase: But St. Grand said he was on a "Warden Station". Do we even know where that is?
  • Mason: Maybe. Let's head to Kirite. I'll explain on the way. Kharl, you said the only Warden structures in the Pleiades are in Atlas, right?
  • Kharl: Ah yes, however my extensive research has only uncovered tombs and Warden Spires. Nothing large enough to launch a Dreadnought!
  • Mason: Not in Atlas A. But what about Atlas other stars?
  • Levi: Dude, I only see one star. (gasp) Oh, they're invisible!
  • Chase: Levi, Atlas has three stars. St. Grand briefed us on the way here.
  • Fern: It's a valid theory: this Warden station could very well be in Atlas B or C. But they're both billions of miles from here.
  • Razor: Too close for the spindrive and too far to fly. We'd never make it.
  • Mason: So we use Starlink!
  • Shaid: That can't be your answer to everything.
  • Mason: What? No, all we need to do is extend the range. The only problem is getting enough power.
  • Razor: Is that even possible?
  • Mason: That's why we're going to Kirite. I'm hoping our allies can help.
  • Sage: Warning: Three Dreadnaughts detected. Legion broadcast incoming.
  • Tak Vega: Attention residents of Kirite. This is captain Tak Vega, and I am here to take the Trade Sector for Grax. Prepare to be annihilated.
  • Shaid: Oh good. A greeting party.
  • Hunter: Hmm. The Dreadnought is driven not by the Legion but by a cult member. Grax's plan is advancing.
  • Fox: Huh. Something's not right with Kirite.
  • Razor: What? Hold up, the Starmap... Kirite's covered in Extractors.
  • Kharl: My stars! How is this possible?
  • Shaid: Guess we gotta find some friends somewhere else.
  • Mason: No! We can't abandon our friends, especially now. The alliance has to stay strong.
  • Hunter: Agreed. We must adapt to overcome our obstacles. We can't let the Legion advance.
  • Chase: Yeah! We're Starlink. We never give up!
  • Shaid: Alright, alright, color me inspired. So we take back Kirite. Then what?
  • Mason: Then we do the impossible. Like always.
  • Fox: Got any tips before I start?
  • Razor: We need to take out the Extractors to get the Prime. Once we got room, we can start laying down some outposts.
  • Hunter: Also, we should seek out support from our allies. If we help them, they'll grow stronger, as will our alliance.
  • Fox: More the merrier. You can count on me.
  • Judge: More Starlink towers remain to be built. You will need to find an appropriate location for another one if we are to have any hope of defeating Grax.
  • Sandy Armory: We're taking this world back, chief. Bit by bit. More Vigilantes are showing up, thanks to you. Keep working with us, and we'll have this whole planet locked down.
  • Razor: Nice. The Starmap's looking a lot better. Our alliance too.
  • Mason: Great! We're going to need all the help we can get.
  • Razor: So you got a way to reach Grax?
  • Fern: Yes! As Mason said, we need to extend Starlink's range. The issue is having enough power to do it. So we've been in the lab designing a structure that can both store Nova and teleport it directly to the Equinox. Sort of like a mini-Starlink. Even better: it won't just be us powering Starlink but our allies as well.
  • Levi: Wait, wait that's what you were drawing this whole time? Man, you shoulda put some big machine guns and like a nuclear missiles on that thing!
  • Razor: And what exactly was your contribution in the lab?
  • Levi: Huh? No nothing. Hey, I've been banned ever since I built that pyro theme park for the lab mice. Remember that?
  • Razor: Ugh. How could I forget.
  • Mason: Heh. Well, we're almost there. Just a few more outposts to build and some Extractors to take down, and we'll be ready.
  • Sunbaked Armory: Armory ready for deployment!
  • Kharl: Ha! I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it myself. Kirite is secure once again! For the most part.
  • Mason: Yes! Now that we have Kirite's expedition and Prospectors on board, we're almost ready to start building the first Starlink Tower.
  • Mason: Great work! We have the all resources we need. Now it's the same as any other outpost. We just need to find a good spot to build. Once the first Starlink Tower is done, we can figure out how many we'll need to reach Grax.
  • Levi: Then I'm gonna kick that ugly beak boy's butt!
  • Chase: Not if I get there first!
  • Sage: Nova link established.
  • Fox: It's working!
  • Razor: Whoa, we shoulda juiced up the Equinox a long time ago. Check this out.
  • Fox: What's going on?
  • Razor: I think I can boost our scanners for just a... yes! Got something. Reading Legion activity near Atlas B.
  • Chase: Yes, way to go! Mason, you were right! That's gotta be Grax!
  • Kharl: Using Starlink to get there will be quite the Challenge, but it can be done! By my calculations, we'll need one Starlink Tower per sector.
  • Mason: Great! We already have the Trade Sector covered. That means we need two more.
  • Razor: So, looking at the Starmap... the Frontier Sector includes Vylus and Tundria. Shouldn't be too hard to get a tower there. The one in the Dark Sector... that needs to go on Ashar or Necrom. That'll be the toughest. I'd say save it for last, but the perks we get from securing the planet might be more advantageous early on.
  • Fox: Those are some tough choices. I'm on the case.

Vylus/Tundria[]

  • Fox: Another tower's up!
  • Mason: Great job! Starlink reconfiguration is coming along too. Now that we narrowed down the station to Atlas B, I just need to tune the accuracy. But then we should be good to go.
  • Razor: Good to hear. While you're working on that, let's make sure to nail those Dreadnoughts. It's not a requirement, but it'll probably make the fight against Grax a heck of a lot easier.
  • Shaid: Yeah. Don't wanna get caught with our pants down.
  • Levi: No worries there, I haven't been wearing pants this whole time.
  • Hunter: Levi, we talked about this...

Ashar/Necrom[]

  • Fox: Third tower's standing.
  • Chase: Does that mean we're ready to go?
  • Mason: All set up here. The tachyonic field'll be unstable, but if we're correct, we'll be sent right to Grax's front door.
  • Shaid: And if you're wrong, we end up in the middle of the sun.
  • Fern: Actually, you're not too far off. Our projections show our landing zone will be just a few thousand miles outside it.
  • Razor: Isn't that a little close?
  • Fern: Not in this case, it seems Grax has built some type of solar shield. The Warden Station is likely orbiting the star itself.
  • Fox: You guys better be right about this.
  • Razor: You did great work. St. Grand, well, he'd be proud. Come back to the Equinox when you're ready. We'll be waiting.

Returning to the Equinox[]

  • Razor: Welcome back. Everyone ready to do this?
  • Mason: Starlink reconfiguration's complete. Just need to do the finishing touches and we'll be good to go.

Enter the Warden Station[]

  • Razor: No turning back now.
  • Shaid: Not when you're messing with a black hole in the middle of the ship.
  • Mason: It's ok. We've got this.
  • Startail: Hehe. Yeah!
  • Sage: Starlink Singularity Manual Calibration Initiated.
  • Mason: We've got this.
  • Everyone: Bah! What!
  • Levi: (drops his phone as Startail laughs in amusement): Aahh!
  • Razor: What's going on?
  • Kharl: The ships! They're interfering with the calibration!
  • Mason: ARGHHH!!!
  • Sage: Warning: Miscalibration detected.
  • Mason: Ugh! No!
  • Hunter: Mason!!
  • Mason: Ngh!
  • Hunter: Mason! Are you okay? (Mason gives a thumbs up)
  • Chase: We did it!
  • Judge: Now we face our final test: Grax.
  • Razor: Warden Station here we come.
  • Sage: Starlink re-calibrated.

Behind Enemy Lines[]

  • Fox: Alright, I made it!
  • Chase: Whoa. These Dreadnoughts are all busted up.
  • Razor: Not all of them. Check it, 9 o'clock, Doesn't seem like they're active though.
  • Sorren: For now. But we spent time getting here. Time Grax used to collect Nova. Soon as these Dreadnoughts are fueled up...
  • Mason: We won't let it happen!
  • Fern: I'm afraid it only gets worse. The Warden Station - it's not orbiting the solar shield. It's inside of it.
  • Chase: Inside?! That's crazy!
  • Levi: Okay you're telling me we STILL can't reach Grax? After all this?!
  • Mason: No. There has to be a way in.
  • Shaid: Hey geniuses, if that shield's so tough, how's that Dreadnought getting through?
  • Fern: You're right! Maybe if we disguised our vessel codes somehow...
  • Levi: Dude, hold up. If the Dreadnought can go through the shield, why don't we just go through the Dreadnought?
  • Hunter: That... isn't a bad idea.
  • Shaid: Seriously? We all head in there, we'll be sitting ducks.
  • Hunter: Then only one of us goes, I'm not sure we have other options.
  • Razor: Wait, I'm getting something.
  • Sage: Warning. Legion Drakes incoming.
  • Hunter: Everyone, prepare to engage!
  • Hunter: Watch out! The Dreadnought's sending more Drakes our way!
  • Chase: They just keep coming!
  • Mason: We're running out of time. One of us needs to fly through that Dreadnought or we'll lose our chance.
  • Fox: I‘ll do it.
  • Razor: Are you sure? Once you're on the other side, we won't be there to help.
  • Fox: Yeah I'm sure. I'm always sure.
  • Mason: Okay. We'll handle the Drakes. But you have to go now!
  • Mason: The Dreadnought can defend itself while it's coming through the shield. So just hit the missile hatch and go straight for the core!
  • Hunter: Nice, Head in. we'll cover you!
  • Sage: Interior controls enabled.
  • Fox: I'm inside. Heading to the reactor!
  • Razor: Hey, Sage is reading an energy spike from the (static) station. No chance we'll be able to- (static)
  • Sage: Starlink communication disrupted.
  • Fox: All up to me. No sweat.
  • Grax: Starlink... come to bend to my will at last.
  • Fox: (angry) You're done, Grax.
  • Grax: Ha ha. Yes. The Harvest of Atlas is over. Your efforts to stop me have failed. My Legion has fed on its Nova and now we take to the stars… Perhaps I'll visit yours.
  • Fox: Not gonna happen, pal.
  • Fox: I see the core!
  • Fox: Gotta scram! Got it!
  • Sage: The Warden Station is ahead. Good luck.

Final Battle with Grax[]

  • Fox: Quit hiding, Grax!
  • Grax: (cackles) I am in the stars. I am on very planet in Atlas. I surround you. So come bear witness, as I claim every world in this galaxy.
  • Fox: You've done a lot of damage here, Grax. That ends now.
  • Grax: My Legion, rid me of this blemish.
  • Fox: Come out and face me yourself!
  • Grax: You thought you would challenge me? The Wardens lifted me from darkness. They gave me Nova. They chose me. You, huh. you are a speck of dust on the pages of history.
  • Fox: You're gonna have to do better than that if you wanna beat me.
  • Grax: You lash out like a child at power you don't understand. Just as the old Wardens did. In their fear, they abandoned the Legion. You seek to destroy them. But I... I have made them so much more.
  • Grax: Now I am the Warden! My Legion Scion will lead the Harvest, and cast this galaxy into a new age.
  • Fox: Not if I have anything to say about it!
  • Grax: Your leader understood. He tasted power and came here to claim it, just as I did.
  • Fox: Lie all you want. It won't change a thing.
  • Grax: What arrogance. To think you could challenge a god. You will bow before this is over.
  • Grax: Witness the power of a Warden reborn!
  • Fox: You keep talkin' Grax, but not for long cause your Scion's gonna rip this place apart!
  • Grax: No, I will not bend! The Wardens gave me this power. It is mine to control! Give up!
  • Grax: (to the Scion) Your sacrifice will not be in vain.
  • Fox: The shield's down. Now's my chance!
  • Grax: [defeated] No!
  • Fox: I warned you!

Escaping the Forgotten Legion[]

  • Sage: Starlink communication re-established.
  • Razor: Yes, you made it! Look, the shield's collapsing. Soon as that thing goes, we all burn. So get through the portal. Now!
  • Fox: On my way!
  • Grax: Why did the Wardens allow my Scion to fall? You! You've cursed me!
  • Fox: This guy doesn't do down easy!
  • Mason: What?! I'm turning around!
  • Fox: No, get out of here. I'll take care of this.
  • Mason: Okay. Hurry!
  • [Grax appears]
  • Grax: I will destroy you!
  • Fox: I'm through with talking.
  • Grax: Then our paths both end here!
  • Grax: [defeated] Nooo!
  • Fox: That's what you get for messing with the best!
  • Fox: Alright, the portal! I can make it!

Ending[]

  • Hunter: So, Shaid, are you going to join us?
  • Chase: OK, try it now.
  • Razor: What's this about, anyway?
  • Levi: Oh, you'll see...
  • Hunter: Whoa. Nice shot.
  • Shaid: Thanks.
  • Chase: Here it is.
  • Levi: Boom!
  • ???: Nice!
  • Mason: Grax is gone. Atlas is free again, thanks to you. We can be proud of what we accomplished here.
  • Levi: Yeah!
  • [everyone cheers]
  • Judge: St. Grand would be proud. But he saw something on that Station... the answers we seek.
  • Mason: This isn't the end, Judge. Your home is out there somewhere... ..and we'll find it.
  • Chase: Levi, put that camera away. This face is wanted in seven systems.

Epilogue[]

  • Sage: Anomaly detected.
  • Eli: [sighs] Well, looks like we ain't done here yet.

Enter the Atlas System[]

  • Mason: We're here.
  • St. Grand: Atlas. Jewel of the Pleiades...
  • Chase: Look!
  • Levi: Welcome to Atlas! Man! I'm going to get so many hits back on Earth.
  • St. Grand: No you're not.
  • Chase: Levi, no one's supposed to know about this.
  • Levi: And I'm looking to change that.
  • St. Grand: Chase. Levi. One of you will need to be outside to help Hunter with the escort.
  • Chase: Ok!
  • Levi: Hey! He said one of us... [Chase and Levi run out of the bridge]
  • St. Grand: Hehehe.
  • Razor: Scan's up, St Grand.
  • Mason: It's incredible! I can't believe you've been doing this for a whole year.
  • Razor: Our third trip...hasn't gotten old yet.
  • St. Grand: It was Alcyone last. Now Atlas. The artifact we're collecting here might just be the breakthrough we need. We're closer than ever now. I know it.
  • Sage: Proximity warning. [Shaid is being pursued by strange marauders]
  • Razor: Looks like our delivery is coming in hot.
  • Shaid: Plu brah?! Tiri mo enu?
  • Razor: Right. Let's get our ears on... [Razor activates the translator]
  • Shaid: Evray?! Hello?! Is anybody home? Can you hear me?!
  • St. Grand: What happened, do you have it?
  • Shaid: Yep, but these guys don't like it when you steal from them. Sensitive types. Could use a little help here.
  • Razor: She's not going to make it!
  • St. Grand: Get to the Equinox! We're coming.
  • Razor: I'll man the bridge.
  • St. Grand: Judge, take Mason with you to the Hangar. We need to buy time for me to jumpstart the engine.
  • Mason: Are you sure? Maybe I should help you in the Reactor.
  • St. Grand: They've never used Starlink before. Go show them what it can do. Take my ship, you're ready.
  • Mason: Ok.
  • Chase: It's on now, mano!
  • Sage: Warning - Coolant Cycle Terminated.
  • St. Grand: You think that's bad...
  • Mason: You can do this.

Star Fox's Arrival[]

  • Fox: You boys seeing this?
  • Falco: Yeah, but it's not Wolf, so who cares?
  • Slippy: It looks like they're outnumbered.
  • Fox: You know what I'm thinking...
  • Peppy: Absolutely positively not! We came here for one reason and one reason only! And that is to take down--
  • [Fox doesn't listen to him and takes off in his Arwing, Falco and Slippy follow him]
  • Peppy: (sighs) I knew I shoulda retired back on Corneria.... [follows the trio]

Meeting the Equinox crew[]

  • Fox: Let's rock n' roll boys!
  • Slippy: Okay Fox, we're close enough to hail them. I'm patching you through now.
  • Razor: Identify yourself! Who are you guys?
  • Fox: What's up? We're Star Fox and we thought you could use a hand with these punks.
  • Razor: Where did these guys come from? We could use a few extra ships. Team, what do you think?
  • Hunter: They seem friendly enough. Also, looks like we're all headed to the same place. We may not have much of a choice.
  • Razor: Okay, looks like we got a few more wingmates. Hang on Shaid, we're on our way.
  • Hunter: Huh, These Star Fox pilots know what they're doing.
  • Peppy: Ugh, these darn ships are fast!
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: Not fast enough. Check THIS out!
  • Falco: Rrgh, get off my tail!
  • Peppy: Do a barrel roll!
  • Falco: Bogey down!
  • Hunter: Nice shot!

St. Grand's capture & crash landing[]

  • Razor: Hey, nice work, new kid!
  • Mason: Thanks.
  • [St.Grand is working on jumpstarting the ships' cores.]
  • Razor: St. Grand, how's it goin' down there?
  • St Grand: I'm almost there. Tell them to hang on a few minutes longer.
  • [Suddenly, a battleship rams into the Equinox, causing a slight explosion to knock St. Grand out.]
  • Sage: Breach in reactor hull.
  • Razor: Everyone, get back to the ship!! The reactor's been breached!
  • Hunter: On our way! Just..one more left...
  • [Hunter finishes off an enemy ship with an attachable weapon]
  • Razor: St. Grand!... (runs to the engine room)
  • [St.Grand was recovering from the explosion.]
  • St Grand: Uhhh...
  • [Some men in cloaks enter the opening caused from the explosion.]
  • ???: Take him with us.
  • [The cloaked men reach for the reactor to remove it]
  • [The removement of the reactor causes a huge EMP wave of energy to be released out to space. The wave of energy shuts off the Starlink Ships' flight engines, making them plummet. Chase's ship reads "Shield Low" on her screen.]
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: What?!
  • [Razor entered the room way too late as the cloaked figures take St. Grand.]
  • Razor: No, no no no!...
  • [The ship leaves its docking position, causing the hull breach to suck out air, pulling Razor into space. She grabs on to the ship]
  • Razor: Sage! Seal... the hull! [Sage seals the breach just before Razor could get sucked outside]
  • [The ships continue to plummet and heat up as they enter the atmosphere.]
  • Hunter: Razor, what's going on? [Chase tries to start the powered down flight engines]
  • Razor: He's gone! They took St. Grand! 
  • Mason: What? 
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: Noooo!
  • [Star Fox's Arwings also have their flight engines down from the EMP]
  • Fox: All units, brace yourselves -- we're going down!
  • Falco, Peppy, & Slippy: AH!...
  • [The screen goes black as the ships go faster into the atmosphere and crash]

Kirite[]

Crashing Site[]

  • Falco: (waking up) Ugh... Nuggh....
  • Hunter: (static) Equinox pilots, come in! The Equinox has crashed.
  • Falco: Huh? Fox, you there? Anyone hear me?!
  • Hunter: (static) I repeat, the Equinox has crashed. All pilots report in!
  • Falco: Guess not. Great. Flight engines are down. Just what I need. Guess I should look for that ship. The Equinox.
  • Falco: Argh, what now?
  • [The legion Imp gets defeated]
  • Falco: There's my exit!
  • Falco: That's gotta be the Equinox. (3 legion cyclopes appear) More trouble.
  • Falco: Told you so.
  • [Fox, Peppy and Slippy are revealed to have made it in one piece]
  • Peppy: Falco! You made it! You were the last one to report in, but I never doubted ya for a second!
  • Falco: Better not've. Where's everyone else? They alright?
  • Fox: We're all here. These guys were just filling me in. Sounds like those punks took their captain.
  • Falco: Oof, that's a bummer. Well, let's bail on this dust-ball and go get 'em!
  • Razor: We can't. Those freaks who took St. Grand also stole our reactor. There's a backup, but until we get more fuel, we're not going anywhere.
  • Falco: I don't buy it. There's gotta be something we can do.
  • Razor: Maybe there is. Check out your map.
  • Razor: There's your ship. You should be able to to see everything within the scan radius. The rest of the planet's uncharted territory, for now.
  • Judge: Razor, I am picking up an alien signal nearby.
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: You think someone's out there?
  • Razor: Worth checking out. Feel free to give the map a spin. Not much to it now, but once we explore more of this place, it'll definitely come in handy.
  • Falco: See? Knew you guys would think of somethin'. Stay here. I'll check it out.
  • Hunter: Be careful, We don't know what's out there.
  • Levi: Uh, I'll tell you ONE thing that's out there. A bunch of killer robots!
  • Shaid: Killer robots? We've seen, what, Drakes and a couple of Cyclopses?
  • Falco: Now hold on. You're telling me this is NORMAL to you people? And I thought Corneria had problems.
  • Peppy: Bunch of pests if ya ask me!
  • Fox: Well, we've taken out a lot of them in the last week. I think we can handle a few more.
  • Falco: Hey, the signal's coming from a building. Think they're friendly?
  • Razor: Let's hope so. Go say hi. We'll be here if you need it.
  • Falco: Looks like they're in trouble.
  • Kharl: Oh good you're back! ...Wait. You're not Thicket. Bah, where's my assistant when you need him?
  • Falco: Riight. Look, I'm Falco. We sorta crashed and we need fuel. You got any?
  • Kharl: Hmm? Oh, sorry. My missing assistant has me all flustered. You haven't seen a squat leafy fellow wandering around, have you?
  • Falco: Nope, no wandering plants that I've seen. How 'bout we help each other?
  • Kharl: I sent Thicket to put down a beacon and he set it right next to an Imp. Hive! Stars know where he is, but I need that Hive removed. Then I can help you with, fuel, was it?
  • Falco: No sweat.
  • Slippy: What a nice guy! Atlas might be kinda dangerous, but there are some good eggs here!
  • Mason: Yeah... Hey, so what brings you guys to Atlas, anyway?
  • Fox: We're looking for someone named Wolf. He's caused a lot of trouble back on Corneria.
  • Falco: And now the bill's due.
  • Peppy: Don't worry, boys, once we get off this planet, we're gonna smoke him out and make him pay.
  • Mason: Gotcha. Well, after we get the Equinox fixed, we're going to find our leader. Maybe we can help each other somehow.
  • Falco: Uh, so you said I'm going after an Imp Hive?
  • Kharl: Hmm. Imps. Such nasty little machines. Of all the Legion, they irk me the most. And the best way to handle them is… well, not to handle them at all. But I hear combustion works.
  • Falco: Fire, hmm. I like how you think.
  • Slippy: Now that we're equipped with Starlink, we've got lots of options. Try the Flamethrower!
  • Falco: Looks like the Hive.
  • Hunter: So that's where Imps come from. This structure must be controlling them somehow.
  • Falco: Robot cavalry incoming.
  • Falco: And that's that!
  • Kharl: Ah, wonderful. No Hive, no Imps; just the way I like it. I have some Electrum waiting here for you, as promised.
  • Mason: Oh. Uh, our ship actually takes Nova.
  • Kharl: Nova? Where did you say you were from?
  • Mason: Well most of us are from a planet called Earth.
  • Falco: The rest of us mostly come from the Lylat System.
  • Kharl: Hmm. Well, the only way to get Nova here is to salvage the core from an Extractor, but... Well, it should appear on your map.
  • Razor: There's a Legion Extractor. Looks like that's our target.
  • Kharl: A word of warning. Extractors are Legion machines. Before my time, they were easy to salvage. But since the Reawakening, they defend themselves most efficiently. But you all seem desperate... er, competent enough. Just bring the core to me and we'll be done.
  • Falco: That's a nasty looking storm.
  • Kharl: Ah yes. The Extractor should be just inside.
  • Sage: Starlink database updated. Enemy analysis complete, Siege weaponry recommended.
  • Falco: Wait, you want me to shoot THAT? Whose bright idea was this?
  • Razor: It's the only idea we got!
  • Kharl: First, you'll need to target the Nodes along the perimeter! Aim for the red power cells. Once those are down, the Extractor's core will be exposed!
  • Falco: It's down!
  • Kharl: That's it! The Nodes are disabled. Now's your chance to hit the Extractor. And dodge those lasers!
  • Falco: Ha, that was nothin'.
  • Razor: Sweet! Now grab that core and get out of there.
  • Kharl: The core is in the center of the extractor. Get a good hold on it and pull back, just not too hard!
  • Falco: Got it.
  • Kharl: Interstellar! Nova is such a rarity - you could make quite a fortune with your skills.
  • Mason: I don t get it. Can't you just make more Nova?
  • Kharl: If only we could! Sadly, while there is plenty of Electrum to be found, no one knows how to refine it. So the only Nova left is inside those machines. And well, we're not all as brave as you are.
  • Mason: Wow. I wonder if St. Grand knows about this...
  • Kharl: What was that?
  • Mason: Our captain, St. Grand. He learned how to create Nova. That's how we got here.
  • Kharl: Your captain can make Nova? My stars, why didn't you say so! Knowledge of that kind could upset the entire system! And you say he's missing?
  • Mason: That's why we're here.
  • Kharl: I see. Fascinating.
  • Kharl: Hmm? Oh, you're back!
  • Falco: Okay. Here's, uh, whatever-you-call-it.
  • Kharl: Outstanding! Extracting the Nova should take just a moment. Hmm. I'll need to arrange for a replacement.
  • Falco: For what?
  • Kharl: Well you have a captain to find, don't you? A captain that can make Nova no less! Your crew could use a local expert, and I'm not too shabby in a fight either.
  • Falco: Yeah, this isn't my crew so you should run it past them. I mean, I'm down if they are.
  • Kharl: Then it sounds like a sabbatical is in order! I will meet you there! Just have to find that darn assistant...
  • Shaletown Observatory: Nice, we can see further now. Keep helping us out, and I'm sure there's more we can do for you.
  • Falco: Alright, I got the Nova. And heads up: that weird dinosaur guy is coming too. So... you're welcome.
  • Razor: Nice work! See you soon.
  • Slippy: Man, these guys have the best snacks!
  • Peppy: Slip, stop stuffin' your face with that junk or you'll get all sleepy! We gotta be wide awake if we're gonna catch Wolf!
  • Falco: Almost there.
  • Razor: Good. Once we get the Nova loaded, we should be good to go.
  • Mason: And then we find St. Grand.
  • Razor: That's right.
  • Levi: Yeah, unless he's... you know.
  • Chase: Levi! What the heck!
  • Levi: What? I hope he isn't, I'm just sayin'.
  • Hunter: Don't worry. He's our captain. We won't let him down.
  • Falco: Alright, I'm here. How do we do this?
  • Razor: Open your ship's computer. You should be able to launch the repair sequence from the Equinox screen.
  • Razor: Nice. If we find any more goodies around here, maybe we can upgrade the Equinox even more. Until then, let's see if this works.

Launching the Equinox[]

  • Hunter: Hmmm. This was a precision strike. They must have tracked our core through the hull.
  • Razor: Well, this isn't enough Nova to draw anyone's attention, that's for sure. But it Mason's calculations are right, should be just enough to get us airborne again.
  • Levi: Yeah, or just enough to be blown to pieces!
  • Razor: Hit it, Chase!

Leaving the Crash Site[]

  • Razor: Nice. Alright, your flight engines are restored. Good luck in your search, Falco.
  • Fox: Not so fast. I've been thinking about what Mason said back there. We should work together. Something tells me we're gonna need more manpower and same goes for you guys. So what do you say?
  • Mason: Uh, yeah. I think it's a great idea. Let's talk it over at the Equinox. Actually, once you're here, I'd like to get a closer look at your ship myself.

Grax and St Grand[]

  • Grax: I have waited... so long for this. I foresaw this moment many years ago. The Wardens showed me and now...the gift appears. The time has come to harvest Nova. When the Warden Gods departed so long ago they took with them the secrets to Nova. You must feed my Legion. Your crew is lost.
  • Victor St Grand: Hnnngg!
  • Grax: You will show me how to make Nova... and you will kneel before your Warden!

Equinox Interior[]

  • Mason: Alright. Everything looks good.
  • Slippy: Wow, This Starlink tech is AMAZING!!
  • Fox: This'll give us the edge we need take down Wolf.
  • Mason: Least we could do. Good luck.
  • Fox: Let's rock n roll, boys!
  • (Fox, Falco, Peppy and Slippy head to their Arwings)
  • Falco: Catch ya later!
  • Shaid: I got contacts. They might know who took St Grand. Let's talk to them first.
  • Razor: This is the only intel I trust. The Legion's got a hierarchy, and orders gotta come from somewhere. Let's crack a few more open and see where that gets us. That's not very diplomatic, but it could... work.
  • Hunter: That's not very diplomatic, but it could... work.
  • Mason: What are we waiting for? Let's get out there!
  • (Levi begins fooling around)
  • Chase: Levi, come on!

Haven[]

Heading to Haven[]

  • Hunter: Hold on. I need to show you something. Open your ship's computer. Each time you master a weapon or ship, you can come here to gain new abilities and advantages in combat.
  • Falco: I like the sound of that. Thanks.
  • Razor: So like I was saying, the imps on Kirite and the Drakes that attacked Shaid are all Legion. So the Legion have to be connected to St. Grand's capture.
  • Kharl: An interesting theory. But our research points to the fact that the Legion are not intelligent.
  • Razor: Which means someone's controlling them. We just need to find out who.
  • Shaid: Wow. You guys sound just like a Prospector I know. That Haven old-timer was always on about the "Legion hierarchy".
  • Mason: Great! Let's go talk to him!
  • Shaid: Waitwaitwait, I meant you guys are nuts. Are all humans this dense?
  • Razor: Look, I saw the ones who took St. Grand. They weren't robots. If this guy's got a theory about that, we should hear it.
  • Fox: I'm with Razor. If this guy's got a theory, we should hear him out.
  • Shaid: Fine. If you guys wanna talk to Eli, go ahead. But I'm warning you, he's a little on the cranky side.
  • Razor: You sure that's not just when he's talking to you?
  • Shaid: Oh so you do have a sense of humor. Good to know.
  • Razor: Oh, one last thing. Your hyperdrive is back up. Just don't run into any asteroids. We only got so many spare parts around here.
  • Falco: Me? Run into asteroids? Who do you think you're talking to?
  • Falco: Those ships are tailing him! Computer, let me talk to that pilot.
  • Sage: Channel open.
  • Falco: Hey, those your friends or they just happy to see ya?
  • Rankor: Beat it, before I beat YOU!
  • Falco: Ooooh-kay. I mean, I don't HAVE to help.
  • Rankor: Ah, what do you know, Snood-brain? Maybe I'm lurin' Legion into my trap. But so long as you're here, I'll letcha take a few potshots at 'em.
  • Falco: Way ahead of ya.
  • Rankor: Ah-hahaha! Nothin' like a good battle to get the blood pumpin'! You're alright, pal... even though ya got a puny ship.
  • Falco: Who are you calling puny?
  • Rankor: Ha! Feisty, too. I like it. Maybe we'll meet again.
  • Falco: Right. That's it. Atlas is officially weird.
  • Shaid: You're lucky. Most Outlaws only got one code: shoot first, talk never.
  • Levi: Man, this place is a freakin' danger zone.
  • Shaid: It's Atlas, kid. Our space has all kinds of loot caches and shipwrecks. And if it's worth picking over, it's worth fighting over. Why else you think those Drakes were after me?
  • Kharl: Indeed. We Expedition stay within our planetary gravity wells for a reason. Even the Prospectors rarely see space these days.
  • Shaid: See? Even the egg-head's got street smarts. It's the way we live. Or else we don't.

Arrival at Haven[]

  • Falco: Comin' in hot on Haven. Got a location for me?
  • Shaid: Just keep your eye out for an old refinery. Should be near a river.
  • Falco: Copy that.
  • Chase: So Shaid, have you known this guy long? No offense but you don't seem like someone who makes friends with, well, anyone.
  • Shaid: Hey I never said we were friends. We met back when he was still taking jobs. Used to be one of the baddest bounty hunters around.
  • Mason: Used to be?
  • Shaid: Eli's like 300 years old. Saw too much of the world and stopped making sense of it, I guess. Always ranting about the world being secretly run by Krakna or whatever. One day, he just packed it in and set up his own digs.
  • Mason: Sounds like me. When I started developing Starlink, I tried to get funding. Everyone thought I was crazy.
  • Shaid: Well, jury's still out on that.

Encountering Eli[]

  • Falco: Guess that's the refinery.
  • Eli: Hold it right there! You're on private property. Move along before you make another mistake!
  • Falco: Hey, pipe down, will ya? I'm just here to talk. Shaid sent me.
  • Eli: Shaid? That meater never listened to a word I said.
  • Falco: Just my type. Look, I just got a couple questions.
  • Eli: Uh huh. Here's the deal, I ain't in the business of bein' made a fool. You want me to play along, you're gonna have to make it worth my while. My refinery's been combin' the area for minerals but there's a couple types we're still missin. You scare up a rare one for me, maybe we talk.
  • Falco: I gotcha covered.
  • Levi: Dude, that's awesome! Another alien bro, for the win!
  • Razor: Just remember why we're here. Friends are good. Information is better.
  • Eli: Alright, you're lookin' for a shiny rock 'bout half the size a' your ship. Chip off a chunk and bring it on back.
  • Falco: Got it.
  • Eli: That'll do. Tell you what. This refinery churns out Electrum by the bucket. Since you did me a favor, I'll throw some of that Electrum your way, from time to time. Alright. Let's talk. You wanna know about the underground. The gears runnin' beneath our boots. Our feathered foes behind the masks.
  • Falco: I'm running with a crew that lost their captain. He was captured. We're thinking the head honcho of the Legion might've done it.
  • Eli: Doubt it. Grax doesn't like to show his face.
  • Falco: You know him? Was he the punk who sent those Drakes?
  • Eli: Drakes are his eyes and ears. He wouldn't have come himself unless they spotted something real pretty. Seems you piqued his interest. Why don'tcha help us both out and see for yourself. A Legion Drake crashed here not too long ago. You hack that core a' his, and that'll give you an idea 'bout how the Legion and Grax talk. Just lemme know whatcha find.
  • Falco: Leave it to me.
  • Falco: Narrowing in on the site.
  • Eli: The info you want's lodged inside. So you'll need to hack it. Just make sure you stick close by otherwise that hack'll sever. Good luck.
  • Sage: Launching data decryption.
  • Razor: Alright, that's all of it. The data's a little garbled, but I got a read on that SOS.
  • Falco: I'm on it.
  • Chase: You think it's this Grax guy?
  • Kharl: Ha, what an unfortunate name to have!
  • Shaid: You're giving Eli too much credit. I think he believes it's actually Grax controlling the Legion. Like the literal Grax.
  • Levi: Dude, I'm sorry. I am so lost. What's a Grax?
  • Kharl: Ah, a formidable creature. Legend has it he was born hundreds of years ago in a forgotten tomb.
  • Shaid: Or he lives on the sun and communes with the ancient Wardens. Depends on the story.
  • Levi: Ohhh, so he's the boogey-man. But like real?
  • Shaid: It's just a tale Outlaws tell each other. I wouldn't worry.
  • Falco: Whoa, that's new.
  • Kharl: Ah, that is a Warden Spire! a relic of a long-forgotten era once said to hold valuable treasures - to those who dare disturb it. However they haven't been active for centuries. ill, they do remain well-guarded.
  • Chase: So you're telling me the Legion army is controlled by an old tower?
  • Razor: That's where the signal leads.
  • Falco: Let's bust it open and see.
  • Falco: The Spire's reacting to my weapon. What do you think happens if I try another...
  • Falco: Piece o' cake!
  • Kharl: Fascinating! I'm reading a very faint power signal. Imagine the data we could collect if we add power to the other spires!
  • Razor: For now, let's just grab what's inside and see what we find.
  • Kharl: My stars. That's advanced Warden technology! A modification once used to specialize their ancient spacecrafts.
  • Falco: The real question is: Can the Arwing use it?
  • Kharl: Oh indeed! I believe it could integrate with our ships quite well. In fact, if the other spires are active, there may be several modifications we could use.
  • Razor: Well why don't we give this mod a shot. Open your ship's computer. Any mods we collect will show up here. You can use them to beef up your ship and tune your weapons to your liking.
  • Chase: Sweet. So what about the signal?
  • Razor: The Drake definitely pinged the spire, but it's hard to tell where it went from there. For now, we should head back to the refinery and tell Eli what we found.
  • Judge: Razor, I noticed something peculiar about the Warden Spire. It carries the same signature as St. Grand's artifact.
  • Razor: The artifact Shaid got us? But... that means St. Grand was after Warden technology.
  • Judge: I believe so. It is my conclusion that the artifact is part of the Legion's communication network. If we learn to decipher it, we may be able to intercept Legion transmissions.
  • Razor: And then we can find where they took St. Grand! Judge, you're a genius! So how do we decipher it?
  • Kharl: Hmm, such an analysis will take incredible computing power. But it can be done! We will need Electrum. And a lot of it.
  • Judge: Then we should continue to the refinery. The Prospector may be able to help.
  • Razor: Seems like we're still missing a few things from the crash. I've added a new objective to your mission tracker. Check it out.

Returning to Eli[]

  • (Returning to the refinery)
  • Falco: Hey, it's me again.
  • Eli: You find what you're lookin' for?
  • Falco: Yeah, think so. There might be a way to spy on the Legion, but we're gona need Electrum to get it done.
  • Eli: Huh. Well, this refinery's givin' you all the Electrum she can. But if you're willin' to help me upgrade the old girl, I bet we can convince her to work a little harder. All she needs is an ore processor from the mining site. You fetch me one, and I'll see you get your fair share of the profits.
  • Falco: Sounds like a plan.
  • Eli: Just, watch out for the Cyclops in the area. I been through the mill, but i never seen anything like this one.
  • Falco: Anything I should know about the place?
  • Eli: 'Bout a 100 years back, word got out Atlas had all the Electrum you could ever dream of. Critters from all over came out, diggin' for somethin' better. Then the Legion woke up. This is what's left. All those dreams, rusted over and broken. Which means more goods for the rest of us.
  • Falco: Eesh,, they grow 'm big out here! That the Cyclops?
  • Kharl: Oh my. That's no Cyclops. I've never seen anything like it!
  • Eli: Alright now, the goods should be somewhere inside.
  • Falco: Place looks old.
  • Falco: Got it.
  • Eli: Careful now. Those processors were built to last, but they're heavier than a Skittertusk. Ya might have a touch a trouble takin flight
  • Eli: Ah yeah that's the ticket. Time to upgrade this old rust bucket. Now ain't that a pretty sight, soon, you and me are gonna be up to our eyeballs in Electrum.
  • Judge: Attention. We now have enough Electrum to analyze the artifact. You can launch the Equinox upgrade from your onboard computer.
  • Falco: We got a plan of action?
  • Mason: We have learned much... but the Wardens still guard many secrets. We may find some answers inside another Spire.
  • Sage: Warden artifact analysis commencing.
  • Razor: This could take a bit. When you're ready, come back to the Equinox. by then, Sage should have some good news for us.
  • Kharl: This may be an opportune time to investigate those other Warden Spires!
  • Hunter: It's not a bad idea. Those mods could definitely help in the fights to come.

Returning to the Equinox[]

  • Razor: Hey, welcome back! The analysis just wrapped up. Judge, tell us what we got.
  • Judge: Using St. Grand's artifact, we can now translate Warden encryptions, giving us access to the Legion's communication network.
  • Mason: That's amazing! Have we picked anything up?
  • Judge: We intercepted a repeating transmission. Streaming the video to your onboard computer now.
  • Grax: My children, my believers. The Wardens have bestowed us with another gift. A storm will cover Sonatus, as the Prime re-awakens.
  • Levi: Dude. What. The heck. Was that.
  • Razor: That mask. The guys that took St. Grand, they were wearing those masks! Sage, send this to Eli. That has to be Grax.
  • Shaid: No. No way. You don't know what you're saying.
  • Kharl: Grax or otherwise, this video confirms it. This fellow is controlling the Legion. And he just released another on Sonatus!
  • Hunter: Then we need to head there immediately.

Sonatus[]

Distress call[]

  • Shaid: Sonatus. Whole place is like a living musical instrument. Gorgeous, too. Yeah, a girl could settle down in a place like that.
  • Falco: On my way.
  • Kharl: Ah, I do have a colleague on Sonatus. Perhaps she's seen something?
  • Hunter: Put her through.
  • Kharl: Now where did I put her code... Ah, there we are. (Static) Dr. Wilder, are you there? Fern, pick up!
  • Fern: Kharl?! Look, I'm evacuating the workshop. I'll have to call you later.
  • Kharl: Then you've seen the Prime? Fascinating, isn't it?
  • Fern: No! I mean, yes, but-Kharl, the Prime. It's planting Extractors. The Warden Harvest is starting again.
  • Kharl: No, it can't be.
  • Fern: I know. It sounds insane but... I know what I saw. The Legion. They'll overrun all of Sonatus.
  • Kharl: The whole planet?! Impossible!
  • Fern: I'm sorry. I have to go.
  • Mason: Hold on, we're coming to help!

Arrival on Sonatus[]

  • Falco: I made it. Doc, you there? Where's the Prime?
  • Fern: The Prime? I don't know. It was moving so fast.
  • Falco: Then let's chase it down. You got a way to track it?
  • Fern: No, I- wait. I don't know if it'll work but, the Extractor it planted - you need to do there.
  • Falco: You got it. And don't worry. You're gonna be alright.
  • Fern: Kharl, what's happening? Who are these people?
  • Levi: Hashtag Starlink, yo!
  • Kharl: They're trustworthy. I'll explain later. For now, what can they do to help?
  • Fern: Oh. Well, when the Prime Legion plants Extractors, my theory is they maintain a connection.
  • Falco: Blow up Extractors, find the Prime. You make it sound so easy.
  • Falco: What the-?! Storm's messing with the ship!
  • Fern: The Extractor emits electrical pollution. Your flight engines may not work.
  • Falco: NOW you tell me.
  • Falco: (Destroys Extractor) Yeah! Am I good or what?
  • Fern: That's amazing! I'm picking up a signal but it's faint. Wait.. there's another Extractor.
  • Kharl: The Prime planted another? So soon?
  • Falco: Of course there is. I'm on it.
  • Fern: So where did you say you were from? You can destroy Extractors but you're no Outlaws.
  • Kharl: A planet called Dirt!
  • Mason: Well, Earth. But close.
  • Kharl: More importantly, their flagship has a Nova drive!
  • Fern: Ah, really? Oh I'd love to study it.
  • Levi: Oh dude, you should come with us! Look, we're outta beds, but you can just do what I do and sleep in Hunter's ship.
  • Hunter: Uh, you what?
  • Fern: Maybe later. Have you found the second Extractor?
  • Falco: Almost there.
  • Falco: It's down. Got a pin on that Prime yet?
  • Fern: The Prime just planted another Extractor, If you can destroy it, I think that should work. But you need to hurry. These Extractors. They're doing so much damage. I don't know if Sonatus will ever recover.
  • Chase: Argh, it makes me so mad! This planet is gorgeous! How could - argh!!! Grax is gonna pay for what he's done.
  • Fern: Is it true? Is someone really controlling the Legion?
  • Kharl: I'm afraid so. Somehow this Grax character has access to Warden technology.
  • Fern: And he's using it to regrow the Legion? How would he even acquire the Nova to do it?
  • Mason: He took our ship's core. Would that be enough?
  • Fern: Perhaps. I would need to take a look inside the Prime to know more.
  • Levi: So what's St. Grand got to do with it? Grax didn't even ask for a ransom. You know, in TV they're always asking for a ransom, right? (Gasp) Ahh! Oh, what if he doesn't have our phone number?
  • Chase: Guess we'll ask him when we find him.

Extractors destruction[]

  • Falco: That's three. Any word on the Prime?
  • Fern: Yes! I knew it would work! Now let me see. The Prime is... there! Quickly, before it plants more!
  • Falco: Hey, who do you think you're talking to? I got this.
  • Falco: The waypoint's moving!
  • Fern: The Prime is fast for its size. You'll have to hurry.
  • Falco: Hey, I got eyes on the Prime. Man, it's big!
  • Fern: That's it. Look how it moves!
  • Fox: Watch out. You haven't faced anything like this since we left Lylat. Use Starlink to gear up with the best equipment you got. There's no holding back.
  • Fern: When its armor opens, that's your chance to strike. Get in front of it!
  • Fern: You've damaged it! I think it's trying to escape... We don't want to lose track of it, you'd better follow.
  • Fern: Wait! Its underside looks exposed! Quick - shoot the midsection!
  • Falco: Ha! What can I say? Don't mess with the best.
  • Kharl: Not a moment too soon!
  • Fox: Nice work, Falco!
  • Chase: Woah, nice one!
  • Fern: Incredible! Kharl... the Legion. They're shutting down!
  • Kharl: What? What do you mean?
  • Fern: They're dormant! The Prime draws energy from each of its Extractors. What if destroying the Prime left that energy with nowhere to go? This could be the answer to stopping the Legion once and for all... The Prime must have a Nova core, can you bring it to me?
  • Fern: Great, I can't wait to study this. I just need to make a few arrangements and I'll meet you back at the... what do you call your ship again?
  • Falco: The Equinox, I think. You coming?
  • Fern: Of course! Don't you feel it? Everything that's going on - it's just the beginning and you're at the heart of it. Besides, I can't let Kharl have all the fun. Oh, and if your ship needs a tune up, the workshop is at your disposal. Using the natural defenses of Atlas various life forms, we've developed some very unique mods. You should take a look!
  • Razor: Sounds good. Alright everyone, see you back at the Equinox.

Grax's Master Plan[]

  • Levi: Woah.
  • Chase: Razor. We did good, mano.
  • Mason: We did. That's the last sample.
  • Fern: It's going to take some time to analyze this core.
  • Rankor: Well pick up the pace, we gotta hit 'em while they're down.
  • Mason: We will, Rankor. We just need to figure out where these Primes are coming from first.
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Grax: It is ready. Arkom. He stays until the cycle completes.
  • (Equinox)
  • Kharl: Here's what we know... The Prime is of Warden design. Its main purpose is to gather Electrum, ...which can be refined into Nova... ...and Nova can activate more Primes.
  • Chase: But Grax can't tum Electrum into Nova... Can he?
  • Mason: St Grand can. He learned how to make Nova by studying Judge. But now...
  • Razor: No...
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Male Cult Member: Look. The cycle completes.
  • Female Cult Member: A shame it is only enough for one.
  • Male Cult Member: One will be enough. His crew continues to resist... ...but they will be swept away by the Dreadnought.
  • Female Cult Member: What is he doing? Move!
  • St Grand: Guhh!
  • Female Cult Member: What's this...? Look! He's...
  • St Grand: (fights against the male cult member) Hhng!
  • Hunter: We've got to get St. Grand back now... before Grax is able to cover Atlas in Extractors. Razor, you and I will take point.
  • Razor: Finally.
  • Hunter: We are few in numbers, but armies smaller than ours have defeated -
  • Shaid: *laughs*. You guys. An army. Look, it's like Hunter said. Grax is just gonna keep getting stronger and stronger. I'm looking out for myself, you guys should too.
  • Mason: Shaid... you're right!
  • Hunter: We should split up!
  • Levi: Dude, that's intense!
  • Mason: There aren't enough of us. The Legion is growing... ...we need to keep growing. We spread out, find help from every planet in Atlas.
  • Hunter: If we split up, we'll get picked off one by one.
  • Mason: Not while we have Starlink! We can combine our strengths from everywhere in Atlas.
  • Razor: The more of us there are, the stronger each of us is.
  • Mason: Exactly!
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Grax: The Wardens saved us. They gave us a path to the stars. Brought us out of a life of darkness. Now, what are we? Lost. I have found the key. We will redeem those unworthy. I send you forth in... ...the Dreadnought! As the Wardens willed: Sacrifice the worlds of Atlas to the Harvest of Electrum.
  • St. Grand: What have I done?

Vylus[]

Heading to Vylus[]

  • Fern: We still don't know where the Primes are coming from. But using the core's data, we can now see where they ended up.
  • Razor: Good. Because it looks like two more Primes just landed.
  • Hunter: To follow their progress, I've added an Alliance Tracker to each planet. It will tell us how Legion infested each planet has become, and how many allies we've made to push them back.
  • Levi: So what's it mean when one of the Prime icons just like flips out? 'Cause the one on the bottom's goin' crazysauce.
  • Fern: You're right. The Prime alert on Vylus, it's gone.
  • Sage: Starlink Database updated!
  • Chase: What happened? Is the Prime gone or what?
  • Mason: We should take a look. Maybe someone's out there.
  • Razor: Your call. Just remember to check your Starmap. Our army needs to grow faster than the Legion. And the Alliance Tracker's our best way of keeping up to date.
  • Levi: So who we gonna recruit next? Like a dino bro? A plant man?
  • Chase: Levi, I don't think you're supposed to call them plants.
  • Eli: I been called worse.
  • Fern: Whoever we find, we need to find them fast. The Legion are growing. First the raiding parties, then Extractors, now Primes. I believe our next target may be the hardest of all.
  • Eli: Big as it might be, findin' it in space is like searchin' for a bebble in an asteroid belt. Ain't gonna be easy.

Arrival at Vylus[]

  • Falco: Hey, I'm on Vylus. So, just need to take out the Extractors to find the Prime, is that it?
  • Razor: Negative. Looks like everything's dormant here. But Sage picked up the Prime's electrical pulse when it went out. I'll put a waypoint on it.
  • Falco: Alright, I'll go check it out.
  • Falco: Good grief. That smell is really something!
  • Kharl: Those are bile pools! That enchanting fragrance is a bacterial reaction insulating Vylus' plethora of rare mineral deposits.
  • Falco: I think you and I got different definitions of "enchanting."
  • Falco: Guys, I got eyes on the Prime, but it looks like someone beat me to it.
  • Galla: You there! Over here!
  • Falco: Hey, you the one who took down that Prime?
  • Galla: We fought as one. But I alone survived.
  • Falco: Oof, sorry. I know how that feels.
  • Galla: I don't need your condolences. I need my ship repaired. One of the monsters escaped.
  • Falco: I can fix you up.
  • Galla: That will do it. Now I have a Crush Giant to track down.
  • Falco: Whoa there, take a break. I can tackle it, no problem.
  • Galla: You're capable?
  • Falco: I'm one of the best pilots in the galaxy.
  • Galla: ...Fine. I could use a moment to pay my respects. Once the Giant's gone, report my armory.
  • Falco: You guys catch that?
  • Hunter: She's just the kind of recruit we need.
  • Razor: We'll see. Keep on this one and let us know what you find.
  • Falco: That is one ugly looking robot.
  • Hunter: If you have a Statis weapon, now's the time to use it.
  • Falco: Hardly broke a sweat.
  • Hunter: Nice work. We should go tell the Prospector it's done. I'm curious to see this armory of hers.
  • Shaid: So a Prospector with an armory. Haven't seen that before.
  • Eli: When a maniacal bird starts droppin' giant robots outta the sky, refinin" Electrum kinda loses its shine.
  • Shaid: Didn't stop you.
  • Eli: Til now. Wasn't gonna fight this war on my own. Ha!
  • Shaid: That's what I'm saying. Joining Starlink's a world apart from building your own army. This girl's got guts.
  • Levi: Oooo, Shaid's got a lady crush.
  • Shaid: Yeah, let's talk about crushes. Hey Chase, Levi finally wants to tell you something.
  • Chase: What's that?
  • Levi: WHAT?! Why would you - no no no, that's... totally not - no- I mean uh --- oh hey, is that... oh man, it's Grax?! I think I just saw him, just like, uh fly past in uh ahh... ah forget it.

Galla's Armory[]

  • Falco: Phew, look at the guns on that.
  • Galla: Pilot, tell me the Giant's down.
  • Falco: Promise is a promise. That guy's toast.
  • Galla: Good. So you've come to train with me here at the armory?
  • Falco: Actually I'm here to recruit. My new friends and I are gunning after the jerk who heads up the Legion.
  • Galla: Ah, and you want my help. We can't fight for you. Not when we're fighting for our own survival.
  • Falco: Eh, I got the feeling you can help more than you think. Take this armory. A place like this can go a long way.
  • Galla: Well, it is not as easy as simply constructing a building. You'd need to inspire a world's residents to fight, and give them the hope they can win. To start, you could convince the expedition on vylus to join your cause, even in times of stress, life persists. And it's worth defending. Select a location on Vylus for your Expedition allies, and then build an observatory for them.
  • Falco: Yeah, I can handle that.
  • Falco: Resources are on board!
  • Sage: Outpost construction initiated.
  • Kharl: Ah, look at that Starmap! Now we can see this part of the planet no matter where we are.
  • Hunter: Also, you'll see our numbers have increased on the Alliance Tracker. The more residents of Atlas we inspire, the more secure this planet becomes.
  • Falco: Nice. So what's next?
  • Galla: Now you must unite the Prospectors on Vylus. Build a refinery. Its resources will give us strength and hope in the coming fight.
  • Falco: A refinery. You got it.
  • Falco: Got your resources.
  • Arbor Refinery: Ok, let's get to work! We're behind you Starlink.
  • Eli: Sweet as sunshine. Now that we got a steady flow of cash, should be easier to tie down the rest of this dirtball.
  • Galla: The planet, tallies to your cause, You must go on. Continue to build and make allies with those who have yet to see the light. You may also upgrade existing outposts. That will certainly earn you friends. Once we have a secure hold on Vylus, it'll be time to build an armory of your own.
  • Sage: Warning. Unknown vessel approaching.
  • Falco: Get a lock on 'em.
  • Sage: Error report. Area clear.
  • Falco: ...Or not. Weird.
  • Galla: It's time to turn the tides on Vylus, friend. Meet with me at the armory.
  • Sage: Proximity warning. A new Prime has arrived on Vylus.
  • Razor: Dang it. Galla, you got enough troops to hold it back?
  • Galla: Not for long. But I've another solution. Quickly, continue to my armory.
  • Sage: Warning: Outlaw vessel approaching.
  • Falco: Again?
  • Sage: Error report. Area clear.
  • Falco: Okay. That's it. I officially miss ROB.
  • Razor: What do you mean?
  • Falco: Your computer, Sage. She keeps blabbing about some ship that isn't here.
  • Levi: Sage is buggin' out, yo!
  • Razor: She never led us wrong before... Keep working on that armory. I'll check in with Sage.
  • Galla: The people are ready to take up arms, frail as they may be. But I'll turn these revolutionaries into soldiers yet. Your efforts have made this possible. I offer you this, the blueprints to my armory. Find a location for it on Vylus. I will gather everyone and direct them your way. Do not dally. The more Primes that arrive, the less we can afford to wait.
  • Falco: Not a problem.
  • Falco: There. All the Electrum you could ever want.
  • First Guard Armory: Nice work, chief! The Legion aren't gonna know what hit 'em. Ready for deployment!
  • Galla: This unit will issue patrols and, while they cannot hold the Legion back forever, they will protect other outposts as best they can. It's also equipped with defensive turrets that will repel any foe. What's more, they can be placed anywhere, to help us maintain a strategic edge against our enemies. Your deeds give me heart. Now that Vylus is secure, I cannot stand idly by as other planets suffer. I will join your cause. Atlas will be ours once more.
  • Mason: They will, thanks.
  • Razor: Gotta cut things short, guys. The sage readings you picked up - I'm thinkin' it's an issue with your ship.
  • Falco: My ship? Really?
  • Razor: It's worth checking out. Wrap it up when you're ready and we'll take a look under the hood when you're back.

Search and Rescue[]

  • Razor: Good, you're back. I need you to pull into the What's that? Falco, watch out!
  • Sorren: I'm not a threat so you can hold your fire.
  • Falco: Wait just a minute. You're the reason Sage was going berserk! You were following me!
  • Sorren: You've been making noise. First Sonatus. Then Vylus. I wanted to see for myself.
  • Falco: I bet you did. So what are you after?
  • Sorren: It'll be easier if I show you.
  • St. Grand: (cough) I can only hope you're all still alive -- I don't have much time. I'm on this massive ship (cough) called a Dreadnought. It's releasing these -- I don't know what you'd call them, they're enormous -- A maniac and his cult are behind all of this. Grax (cough)...Grax, he...he needed me because... What's important now is that you destroy this Dreadnought. The coordinates are encoded into this message. Hurry, before -.
  • ???: Check this room. (St. Grand promptly shuts off the communicator)
  • Mason: St. Grand! He's alive!
  • Kharl: This Dreadnought must be where the Primes are coming from!
  • Fern: He's barely hanging on.
  • Chase: We have to help him!
  • Razor: Hold on! How did you get this? Who are you?
  • Sorren: Grax took someone from me. I want him stopped and when met your friend, he told me you're the ones to do it.
  • Mason: And we will. Come on, guys! We finally know where St. Grand is! This is our chance!
  • Razor: I know. (resolute sigh) Okay. But you're not going it alone. If we do this, we do it together.
  • Levi: Yes! I call dibs!
  • Sorren: Don't be too quick about it. The Dreadnoughts are powered by the Primes. If there are Primes still out there, you're in for a fight you might not come out of.
  • Razor: I'll update the Starmap with the coordinates. When you're close, gimme a ring. We'll send in the cavalry.
  • Falco: More the merrier. Let ya know when I'm there.
  • Falco: Alright, got eyes on the Dreadnought. I can see why they call it that.
  • Razor: Hold up, Sage is picking up a close-range Legion transmission. But, it's using our encryption code... Putting it through.
  • St. Grand: (static) I'm on the Dreadnought. I'll try to find a way out but, in case I don't: I'm sorry.
  • Mason: St. Grand! Razor, tell him we're here!
  • Razor: It's a recording. I don't know if I can patch us through.
  • Mason: Well you gotta try!
  • Razor: What do you think I'm doing?
  • Shaid: Look, none of you are gonna be any help so long as that thing's operational.
  • Falco: Agreed. So how do we take it down?
  • Hunter: Keep on the approach. We'll assess the situation from there.
  • Falco: The Dreadnought's dead ahead. I don't exactly see a front door.
  • Razor: Sorren, you brought us here. Any bright ideas?
  • Sorren: There's only one way around that armor. But you're not gonna like it. First step is to take out those battery cannons.
  • Falco: Shouldn't be too hard.
  • Mason: What about St. Grand?
  • Razor: Still working on it!
  • Sage: Proximity Alert: Legion Dreadnought. Hyperdrive disabled. Warning: Dreadnaught defenses engaged. Prepare for battle.
  • Sage: Interior exposed. Entry is now possible. Interior controls enabled.
  • Razor: There! Got a connection! St. Grand? Can you hear me?
  • St. Grand: (static) Razor? Is it really you? Thank goodness you're alright.
  • Mason: St. Grand! We're here! We're coming to rescue you!
  • St. Grand: Mason! I knew you could do it. I have so much to tell you.
  • Razor: You can tell us all about it when you're back. We've been saving your seat.
  • St. Grand: Hmm, that sounds good. Listen, I need you to destroy the reactor.
  • Razor: What about you?
  • St. Grand: Don't worry. I think you've caused enough of a distraction for me to find my own way out. Just take out that reactor!
  • Falco: Got it!
  • Razor: Now get out of there! That means you too, St. Grand.
  • St. Grand: I'm on my way!
  • Falco: This is gonna be close!

Death of St. Grand[]

  • Rankor: He's coming in hot!
  • Chase: Oh no!
  • Hunter: Watching out!
  • Kharl: My stars!
  • Razor: St. Grand!
  • Hunter: Give me a hand.
  • Razor: Over here! Hurry!
  • Mason: Stay with us!
  • Hunter: Hang in there.
  • Chase: Is he OK?
  • Hunter: Help me get him up!
  • Chase: What's going on?
  • Rankor: He's losing it! His body has been infected with a foreign neurotoxin. Life signs are fading -
  • Mason: Then do something!!
  • Chase: Careful!
  • Razor: He doesn't look good.
  • St. Grand: No... No, it's okay. come closer. Grax held me on a Warden station. Judge... I saw something. Follow the Wardens. (he takes his last breath and meets his demise)
  • Mason: No. No.
  • Chase: He's... he's gone.
  • Hunter: (As Mason runs, he gets a hold of his arm) You did your best. We all did.
  • Mason: Our best? He's dead, Hunter. What good is our best now?
  • (scene change)
  • Chase: After the accident, it's all anyone wanted to talk about. They treated me like I was... weak. But I'm not. St. Grand, he saw that. He brought me aboard and I met all of you and... I never got to thank him for that.
  • Levi: He took me in when no one else would.
  • Chase: Levi, you broke in.
  • Levi: Yeah, but he didn't call the cops.
  • Mason: I was so pumped to be part of this trip, part of this crew. St. Grand saw me talking, next thing l knew, here I was in Atlas. St. Grand made me believe I could do anything... But now he's gone. I guess he was wrong about me.
  • Shaid: Ok, that's enough. Listen, I've lost people before, you don't go wanna down that road. If you hadn't been here, St. Grand would have died for nothing. You need to be here.
  • Mason: Why?
  • Shaid: Who else is gonna get us out of this mess?
  • Judge: You could not have prevented St Grand's death. But you can shape what comes next. We must halt the Legion's progress here, before it can escape Atlas.

Take Back the World[]

Kirite[]

  • Mason: Okay, guys. Judge is right. Grax isn't going to stop until we end this. We're not gonna let him hurt anyone else.
  • Chase: But St. Grand said he was on a "Warden Station". Do we even know where that is?
  • Mason: Maybe. Let's head to Kirite. I'll explain on the way. Kharl, you said the only Warden structures in the Pleiades are in Atlas, right?
  • Kharl: Ah yes, however my extensive research has only uncovered tombs and Warden Spires. Nothing large enough to launch a Dreadnought!
  • Mason: Not in Atlas A. But what about Atlas other stars?
  • Levi: Dude, I only see one star. (gasp) Oh, they're invisible!
  • Chase: Levi, Atlas has three stars. St. Grand briefed us on the way here.
  • Fern: It's a valid theory: this Warden station could very well be in Atlas B or C. But they're both billions of miles from here.
  • Razor: Too close for the spindrive and too far to fly. We'd never make it.
  • Mason: So we use Starlink!
  • Shaid: That can't be your answer to everything.
  • Mason: What? No, all we need to do is extend the range. The only problem is getting enough power.
  • Razor: Is that even possible?
  • Mason: That's why we're going to Kirite. I'm hoping our allies can help.
  • Sage: Warning: Three Dreadnaughts detected. Legion broadcast incoming.
  • Tak Vega: Attention residents of Kirite. This is captain Tak Vega, and I am here to take the Trade Sector for Grax. Prepare to be annihilated.
  • Shaid: Oh good. A greeting party.
  • Hunter: Hmm. The Dreadnought is driven not by the Legion but by a cult member. Grax's plan is advancing.
  • Falco: Uh, does Kirite always look this red?
  • Razor: What? Hold up, the Starmap... Kirite's covered in Extractors.
  • Kharl: My stars! How is this possible?
  • Shaid: Guess we gotta find some friends somewhere else.
  • Mason: No! We can't abandon our friends, especially now. The alliance has to stay strong.
  • Hunter: Agreed. We must adapt to overcome our obstacles. We can't let the Legion advance.
  • Chase: Yeah! We're Starlink. We never give up!
  • Shaid: Alright, alright, color me inspired. So we take back Kirite. Then what?
  • Mason: Then we do the impossible. Like always.
  • Falco: Great sentiment and all but I'm gonna deed somethin' more concrete.
  • Razor: We need to take out the Extractors to get the Prime. Once we got room, we can start laying down some outposts.
  • Hunter: Also, we should seek out support from our allies. If we help them, they'll grow stronger, as will our alliance.
  • Falco: Makes sense. I'm on it
  • Judge: More Starlink towers remain to be built. You will need to find an appropriate location for another one if we are to have any hope of defeating Grax.
  • Razor: Nice. The Starmap's looking a lot better. Our alliance too.
  • Mason: Great! We're going to need all the help we can get.
  • Razor: So you got a way to reach Grax?
  • Fern: Yes! As Mason said, we need to extend Starlink's range. The issue is having enough power to do it. So we've been in the lab designing a structure that can both store Nova and teleport it directly to the Equinox. Sort of like a mini-Starlink. Even better: it won't just be us powering Starlink but our allies as well.
  • Levi: Wait, wait that's what you were drawing this whole time? Man, you shoulda put some big machine guns and like a nuclear missiles on that thing!
  • Razor: And what exactly was your contribution in the lab?
  • Levi: Huh? No nothing. Hey, I've been banned ever since I built that pyro theme park for the lab mice. Remember that?
  • Razor: Ugh. How could I forget.
  • Mason: Heh. Well, we're almost there. Just a few more outposts to build and some Extractors to take down, and we'll be ready.
  • Kharl: Ha! I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it myself. Kirite is secure once again! For the most part.
  • Mason: Yes! Now that we have Kirite's expedition and Prospectors on board, we're almost ready to start building the first Starlink Tower.
  • Mason: Great work! We have the all resources we need. Now it's the same as any other outpost. We just need to find a good spot to build. Once the first Starlink Tower is done, we can figure out how many we'll need to reach Grax.
  • Levi: Then I'm gonna kick that ugly beak boy's butt!
  • Chase: Not if I get there first!
  • Sage: Nova link established.
  • Falco: It's working!
  • Razor: Whoa, we shoulda juiced up the Equinox a long time ago. Check this out.
  • Falco: What's up?
  • Razor: I think I can boost our scanners for just a... yes! Got something. Reading Legion activity near Atlas B.
  • Chase: Yes, way to go! Mason, you were right! That's gotta be Grax!
  • Kharl: Using Starlink to get there will be quite the Challenge, but it can be done! By my calculations, we'll need one Starlink Tower per sector.
  • Mason: Great! We already have the Trade Sector covered. That means we need two more.
  • Razor: So, looking at the Starmap... the Frontier Sector includes Vylus and Tundria. Shouldn't be too hard to get a tower there. The one in the Dark Sector... that needs to go on Ashar or Necrom. That'll be the toughest. I'd say save it for last, but the perks we get from securing the planet might be more advantageous early on.
  • Falco: Pft, how hard could it be?

Vylus/Tundria[]

  • Falco: Got another tower up.
  • Mason: Great job! Starlink reconfiguration is coming along too. Now that we narrowed down the station to Atlas B, I just need to tune the accuracy. But then we should be good to go.
  • Razor: Good to hear. While you're working on that, let's make sure to nail those Dreadnoughts. It's not a requirement, but it'll probably make the fight against Grax a heck of a lot easier.
  • Shaid: Yeah. Don't wanna get caught with our pants down.
  • Levi: No worries there, I haven't been wearing pants this whole time.
  • Hunter: Levi, we talked about this...

Ashar/Necrom[]

  • Falco: That's three.
  • Chase: Does that mean we're ready to go?
  • Mason: All set up here. The tachyonic field'll be unstable, but if we're correct, we'll be sent right to Grax's front door.
  • Shaid: And if you're wrong, we end up in the middle of the sun.
  • Fern: Actually, you're not too far off. Our projections show our landing zone will be just a few thousand miles outside it.
  • Razor: Isn't that a little close?
  • Fern: Not in this case, it seems Grax has built some type of solar shield. The Warden Station is likely orbiting the star itself.
  • Falco: Geez, and I thought Andross was nuts.
  • Razor: You did great work. St. Grand, well, he'd be proud. Come back to the Equinox when you're ready. We'll be waiting.

Returning to the Equinox[]

  • Razor: Welcome back. Everyone ready to do this?
  • Mason: Starlink reconfiguration's complete. Just need to do the finishing touches and we'll be good to go.

Enter the Warden Station[]

  • Razor: No turning back now.
  • Shaid: Not when you're messing with a black hole in the middle of the ship.
  • Mason: It's ok. We've got this.
  • Startail: Hehe. Yeah!
  • Sage: Starlink Singularity Manual Calibration Initiated.
  • Mason: We've got this.
  • Everyone: Bah! What!
  • Levi: (drops his phone as Startail laughs in amusement): Aahh!
  • Razor: What's going on?
  • Kharl: The ships! They're interfering with the calibration!
  • Mason: ARGHHH!!!
  • Sage: Warning: Miscalibration detected.
  • Mason: Ugh! No!
  • Hunter: Mason!!
  • Mason: Ngh!
  • Hunter: Mason! Are you okay? (Mason gives a thumbs up)
  • Chase: We did it!
  • Judge: Now we face our final test: Grax.
  • Razor: Warden Station here we come.
  • Sage: Starlink re-calibrated.

Behind Enemy Lines[]

  • Falco: Looks like I made it in one piece.
  • Chase: Whoa. These Dreadnoughts are all busted up.
  • Razor: Not all of them. Check it, 9 o'clock, Doesn't seem like they're active though.
  • Sorren: For now. But we spent time getting here. Time Grax used to collect Nova. Soon as these Dreadnoughts are fueled up...
  • Mason: We won't let it happen!
  • Fern: I'm afraid it only gets worse. The Warden Station - it's not orbiting the solar shield. It's inside of it.
  • Chase: Inside?! That's crazy!
  • Levi: Okay you're telling me we STILL can't reach Grax? After all this?!
  • Mason: No. There has to be a way in.
  • Shaid: Hey geniuses, if that shield's so tough, how's that Dreadnought getting through?
  • Fern: You're right! Maybe if we disguised our vessel codes somehow...
  • Levi: Dude, hold up. If the Dreadnought can go through the shield, why don't we just go through the Dreadnought?
  • Hunter: That... isn't a bad idea.
  • Shaid: Seriously? We all head in there, we'll be sitting ducks.
  • Hunter: Then only one of us goes, I'm not sure we have other options.
  • Razor: Wait, I'm getting something.
  • Sage: Warning. Legion Drakes incoming.
  • Hunter: Everyone, prepare to engage!
  • Hunter: Watch out! The Dreadnought's sending more Drakes our way!
  • Chase: They just keep coming!
  • Mason: We're running out of time. One of us needs to fly through that Dreadnought or we'll lose our chance.
  • Falco: Leave it to me!
  • Razor: Are you sure? Once you're on the other side, we won't be there to help.
  • Falco: More credit for me. Why else would I be volunteering?
  • Mason: Okay. We'll handle the Drakes. But you have to go now!
  • Mason: The Dreadnought can defend itself while it's coming through the shield. So just hit the missile hatch and go straight for the core!
  • Hunter: Nice, Head in. we'll cover you!
  • Sage: Interior controls enabled.
  • Falco: This is it. I'm heading for the reactor!
  • Razor: Hey, Sage is reading an energy spike from the (static) station. No chance we'll be able to- (static)
  • Sage: Starlink communication disrupted.
  • Falco: Maybe I'll finally get some peace and quiet.
  • Grax: Starlink... come to bend to my will at last.
  • Falco: (angry) And of course, you had to go and ruin it. Thanks.
  • Grax: Ha ha. Yes. The Harvest of Atlas is over. Your efforts to stop me have failed. My Legion has fed on its Nova and now we take to the stars… Perhaps I'll visit yours.
  • Falco: Yeah, good luck with that.
  • Falco: There's the core.
  • Falco: That's it! Time to scram! Got it!
  • Sage: The Warden Station is ahead. Good luck.

Final Battle with Grax[]

  • Falco: Alright, you feathered wannabe. Where are you?!
  • Grax: (cackles) I am in the stars. I am on very planet in Atlas. I surround you. So come bear witness, as I claim every world in this galaxy.
  • Falco: You'll have to get through ME first!
  • Grax: My Legion, rid me of this blemish.
  • Falco: Please! You're just going to let your robots do the dirty work?!
  • Grax: You thought you would challenge me? The Wardens lifted me from darkness. They gave me Nova. They chose me. You, huh. you are a speck of dust on the pages of history.
  • Falco: Admit it. These guys are no match for me!
  • Grax: You lash out like a child at power you don't understand. Just as the old Wardens did. In their fear, they abandoned the Legion. You seek to destroy them. But I... I have made them so much more.
  • Grax: Now I am the Warden! My Legion Scion will lead the Harvest, and cast this galaxy into a new age.
  • Falco: How many times do I have to tell you, that's not gonna happen!
  • Grax: Your leader understood. He tasted power and came here to claim it, just as I did.
  • Falco: Keep digging, you big oaf! You're toast!
  • Grax: What arrogance. To think you could challenge a god. You will bow before this is over.
  • Grax: Witness the power of a Warden reborn!
  • Falco: Hey, are you crazy?! Your dumb robot's destroying the station! Call it off!
  • Grax: No, I will not bend! The Wardens gave me this power. It is mine to control! Give up!
  • Grax: Your sacrifice will not be in vain.
  • Falco: Gotta hit it while it's down!
  • Grax: [defeated] No!
  • Falco: Yeah!
  • Grax: (panting heavily) No...

Escaping the Forgotten Legion[]

  • Sage: Starlink communication re-established.
  • Razor: Yes, you made it! Look, the shield's collapsing. Soon as that thing goes, we all burn. So get through the portal. Now!
  • Falco: Copy that!
  • Grax: Why did the Wardens allow my Scion to fall? You! You've cursed me!
  • Falco: What a pain! He's still here!
  • Mason: What?! I'm turning around!
  • Falco: No, worry about your own hide! I got this!
  • Mason: Okay. Hurry!
  • [Grax appears]
  • Grax: I will destroy you!
  • Falco: I'd like to see you try!
  • Grax: Then our paths both end here!
  • Grax: [defeated] Nooo!
  • Falco: Ha! Good riddance!
  • Falco: Oh right, the portal. I can still make it!

Ending[]

  • Hunter: So, Shaid, are you going to join us?
  • Chase: OK, try it now.
  • Razor: What's this about, anyway?
  • Levi: Oh, you'll see...
  • Hunter: Whoa. Nice shot.
  • Shaid: Thanks.
  • Chase: Here it is.
  • Levi: Boom!
  • ???: Nice!
  • Mason: Grax is gone. Atlas is free again, thanks to you. We can be proud of what we accomplished here.
  • Levi: Yeah!
  • [everyone cheers]
  • Judge: St. Grand would be proud. But he saw something on that Station... the answers we seek.
  • Mason: This isn't the end, Judge. Your home is out there somewhere... ..and we'll find it.
  • Chase: Levi, put that camera away. This face is wanted in seven systems.

Epilogue[]

  • Sage: Anomaly detected.
  • Eli: [sighs] Well, looks like we ain't done here yet.

Enter the Atlas System[]

  • Mason: We're here.
  • St. Grand: Atlas. Jewel of the Pleiades...
  • Chase: Look!
  • Levi: Welcome to Atlas! Man! I'm going to get so many hits back on Earth.
  • St. Grand: No you're not.
  • Chase: Levi, no one's supposed to know about this.
  • Levi: And I'm looking to change that.
  • St. Grand: Chase. Levi. One of you will need to be outside to help Hunter with the escort.
  • Chase: Ok!
  • Levi: Hey! He said one of us... [Chase and Levi run out of the bridge]
  • St. Grand: Hehehe.
  • Razor: Scan's up, St Grand.
  • Mason: It's incredible! I can't believe you've been doing this for a whole year.
  • Razor: Our third trip...hasn't gotten old yet.
  • St. Grand: It was Alcyone last. Now Atlas. The artifact we're collecting here might just be the breakthrough we need. We're closer than ever now. I know it.
  • Sage: Proximity warning. [Shaid is being pursued by strange marauders]
  • Razor: Looks like our delivery is coming in hot.
  • Shaid: Plu brah?! Tiri mo enu?
  • Razor: Right. Let's get our ears on... [Razor activates the translator]
  • Shaid: Evray?! Hello?! Is anybody home? Can you hear me?!
  • St. Grand: What happened, do you have it?
  • Shaid: Yep, but these guys don't like it when you steal from them. Sensitive types. Could use a little help here.
  • Razor: She's not going to make it!
  • St. Grand: Get to the Equinox! We're coming.
  • Razor: I'll man the bridge.
  • St. Grand: Judge, take Mason with you to the Hangar. We need to buy time for me to jumpstart the engine.
  • Mason: Are you sure? Maybe I should help you in the Reactor.
  • St. Grand: They've never used Starlink before. Go show them what it can do. Take my ship, you're ready.
  • Mason: Ok.
  • Chase: It's on now, mano!
  • Sage: Warning - Coolant Cycle Terminated.
  • St. Grand: You think that's bad...
  • Mason: You can do this.

Star Fox's Arrival[]

  • Fox: You boys seeing this?
  • Falco: Yeah, but it's not Wolf, so who cares?
  • Slippy: It looks like they're outnumbered.
  • Fox: You know what I'm thinking...
  • Peppy: Absolutely positively not! We came here for one reason and one reason only! And that is to take down--
  • [Fox doesn't listen to him and takes off in his Arwing, Falco and Slippy follow him]
  • Peppy: (sighs) I knew I shoulda retired back on Corneria.... [follows the trio]

Meeting the Equinox crew[]

  • Fox: Let's rock n' roll boys!
  • Slippy: Okay Fox, we're close enough to hail them. I'm patching you through now.
  • Razor: Identify yourself! Who are you guys?
  • Fox: What's up? We're Star Fox and we thought you could use a hand with these punks.
  • Razor: Where did these guys come from? We could use a few extra ships. Team, what do you think?
  • Hunter: They seem friendly enough. Also, looks like we're all headed to the same place. We may not have much of a choice.
  • Razor: Okay, looks like we got a few more wingmates. Hang on Shaid, we're on our way.
  • Peppy: Target down!
  • Hunter: Keep it up!
  • Slippy: Wow, these guys are kinda fast!
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: Not fast enough. Check THIS out!
  • Fox: Agh, they're everywhere!
  • Peppy: Do a barrel roll!
  • Peppy: Gotcha!
  • Hunter: Nice shot!

St. Grand's capture & crash landing[]

  • Razor: Hey, nice work, new kid!
  • Mason: Thanks.
  • [St. Grand is working on jumpstarting the ships' cores.]
  • Razor: St. Grand, how's it goin' down there?
  • St Grand: I'm almost there. Tell them to hang on a few minutes longer.
  • [Suddenly, a battleship rams into the Equinox, causing a slight explosion to knock St. Grand out.]
  • Sage: Breach in reactor hull.
  • Razor: Everyone, get back to the ship!! The reactor's been breached!
  • Hunter: On our way! Just..one more left...
  • [Hunter finishes off an enemy ship with an attachable weapon]
  • Razor: St. Grand!... (runs to the engine room)
  • [St.Grand was recovering from the explosion.]
  • St Grand: Uhhh...
  • [Some men in cloaks enter the opening caused from the explosion.]
  • ???: Take him with us.
  • [The cloaked men reach for the reactor to remove it]
  • [The removement of the reactor causes a huge EMP wave of energy to be released out to space. The wave of energy shuts off the Starlink Ships' flight engines, making them plummet. Chase's ship reads "Shield Low" on her screen.]
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: What?!
  • [Razor entered the room way too late as the cloaked figures take St. Grand.]
  • Razor: No, no no no!...
  • [The ship leaves its docking position, causing the hull breach to suck out air, pulling Razor into space. She grabs on to the ship]
  • Razor: Sage! Seal... the hull! [Sage seals the breach just before Razor could get sucked outside]
  • [The ships continue to plummet and heat up as they enter the atmosphere.]
  • Hunter: Razor, what's going on? [Chase tries to start the powered down flight engines]
  • Razor: He's gone! They took St. Grand! 
  • Mason: What? 
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: Noooo!
  • [Star Fox's Arwings also have their flight engines down from the EMP]
  • Fox: All units, brace yourselves -- we're going down!
  • Falco, Peppy, & Slippy: AH!...
  • [The screen goes black as the ships go faster into the atmosphere and crash]

Kirite[]

Crashing Site[]

  • Peppy: (waking up) Ugh... Nuggh....
  • Hunter: (static) Equinox pilots, come in! The Equinox has crashed.
  • Peppy: Huh? Fox, you there? Do you read me?
  • Hunter: (static) I repeat, the Equinox has crashed. All pilots report in!
  • Peppy: Hmph. Too much interference. Flight engines are down too. Looks like I'm on reserve power. Well I can't stay here. Maybe I oughta look for that ship. The Equinox.
  • Peppy: What are those?
  • [The legion Imp gets defeated]
  • Peppy: Now that looks promisin'.
  • Peppy: That's the ship! (3 legion cyclopes appear) Don't think they're here to talk.
  • Peppy: Not bad, if I do say so myself.
  • [Fox, Falco, and Slippy are revealed to have made it in one piece]
  • Fox: Peppy, you made it! You were the last one to report in, but I never doubted ya for a second!
  • Peppy: Fox! Is everyone alright?
  • Fox: We're all here. These guys were just filling me in. Sounds like those punks took their captain.
  • Peppy: This place is all kinds of dangerous. We should get movin', and fast.
  • Razor: We can't. Those freaks who took St. Grand also stole our reactor. There's a backup, but until we get more fuel, we're not going anywhere.
  • Peppy: We got business of our own to sort out, but... well, it ain't our way to live a friend hangin' dry. Anythin' we can do?
  • Razor: Maybe there is. Check out your map.
  • Razor: There's your ship. You should be able to to see everything within the scan radius. The rest of the planet's uncharted territory, for now.
  • Judge: Razor, I am picking up an alien signal nearby.
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: You think someone's out there?
  • Razor: Worth checking out. Feel free to give the map a spin. Not much to it now, but once we explore more of this place, it'll definitely come in handy.
  • Fox: Okay, I'll go check see what's up.
  • Hunter: Be careful, We don't know what's out there.
  • Levi: Uh, I'll tell you ONE thing that's out there. A bunch of killer robots!
  • Shaid: Killer robots? We've seen, what, Drakes and a couple of Cyclopses?
  • Falco: Now hold on. You're telling me this is NORMAL to you people? And I thought Corneria had problems.
  • Peppy: Bunch of pests if ya ask me!
  • Fox: Well, we've taken out a lot of them in the last week. I think we can handle a few more.
  • Peppy: There's a building here. You think they're friendly?
  • Razor: Let's hope so. Go say hi. We'll be here if you need it.
  • Kharl: Oh good you're back! ...Wait. You're not Thicket. Bah, where's my assistant when you need him?
  • Peppy: Sorry to disappoint, friend. We're just looking for fuel. Hopin' you could help.
  • Kharl: Hmm? Oh, sorry. My missing assistant has me all flustered. You haven't seen a squat leafy fellow wandering around, have you?
  • Peppy: No. Least I don't think so. (chuckles) Eyes ain't as good as they used to be. Maybe we can help each other.
  • Kharl: I sent Thicket to put down a beacon and he set it right next to an Imp. Hive! Stars know where he is, but I need that Hive removed. Then I can help you with, fuel, was it?
  • Peppy: That's somethin' I can do!
  • Slippy: What a nice guy! Atlas might be kinda dangerous, but there are some good eggs here!
  • Mason: Yeah... Hey, so what brings you guys to Atlas, anyway?
  • Fox: We're looking for someone named Wolf. He's caused a lot of trouble back on Corneria.
  • Falco: And now the bill's due.
  • Peppy: Don't worry, boys, once we get off this planet, we're gonna smoke him out and make him pay.
  • Mason: Gotcha. Well, after we get the Equinox fixed, we're going to find our leader. Maybe we can help each other somehow.
  • Peppy: What am I lookin' for again? You said an Imp Hive?
  • Kharl: Hmm. Imps. Such nasty little machines. Of all the Legion, they irk me the most. And the best way to handle them is… well, not to handle them at all. But I hear combustion works.
  • Falco: Fire, hmm. I like how you think.
  • Slippy: Now that we're equipped with Starlink, we've got lots of options. Try the Flamethrower!
  • Peppy: Found somethin'.
  • Hunter: So that's where Imps come from. This structure must be controlling them somehow.
  • Peppy: Phew, they do not like me, that's for sure!
  • Peppy: That about does it.
  • Kharl: Ah, wonderful. No Hive, no Imps; just the way I like it. I have some Electrum waiting here for you, as promised.
  • Mason: Oh. Uh, our ship actually takes Nova.
  • Kharl: Nova? Where did you say you were from?
  • Mason: Well most of us are from a planet called Earth.
  • Peppy: My home is Corneria. The Lylat System.
  • Kharl: Hmm. Well, the only way to get Nova here is to salvage the core from an Extractor, but... Well, it should appear on your map.
  • Razor: There's a Legion Extractor. Looks like that's our target.
  • Kharl: A word of warning. Extractors are Legion machines. Before my time, they were easy to salvage. But since the Reawakening, they defend themselves most efficiently. But you all seem desperate... er, competent enough. Just bring the core to me and we'll be done.
  • Peppy: Phew, that is one heckuva storm.
  • Kharl: Ah yes. The Extractor should be just inside.
  • Sage: Starlink database updated. Enemy analysis complete, Siege weaponry recommended.
  • Peppy: I'm beginnin' to think this ain't the brightest idea.
  • Razor: It's the only idea we got!
  • Kharl: First, you'll need to target the Nodes along the perimeter! Aim for the red power cells. Once those are down, the Extractor's core will be exposed!
  • Peppy: It's down!
  • Kharl: That's it! The Nodes are disabled. Now's your chance to hit the Extractor. And dodge those lasers!
  • Peppy: Hah, I knew I could do it!
  • Razor: Sweet! Now grab that core and get out of there.
  • Kharl: The core is in the center of the extractor. Get a good hold on it and pull back, just not too hard!
  • Peppy: There! Got it.
  • Kharl: Interstellar! Nova is such a rarity - you could make quite a fortune with your skills.
  • Mason: I don t get it. Can't you just make more Nova?
  • Kharl: If only we could! Sadly, while there is plenty of Electrum to be found, no one knows how to refine it. So the only Nova left is inside those machines. And well, we're not all as brave as you are.
  • Mason: Wow. I wonder if St. Grand knows about this...
  • Kharl: What was that?
  • Mason: Our captain, St. Grand. He learned how to create Nova. That's how we got here.
  • Kharl: Your captain can make Nova? My stars, why didn't you say so! Knowledge of that kind could upset the entire system! And you say he's missing?
  • Mason: That's why we're here.
  • Kharl: I see. Fascinating.
  • Kharl: Hmm? Oh, you're back!
  • Peppy: Got your core. Anythin' else?
  • Kharl: Outstanding! Extracting the Nova should take just a moment. Hmm. I'll need to arrange for a replacement.
  • Peppy: I think I lost ya there.
  • Kharl: Well you have a captain to find, don't you? A captain that can make Nova no less! Your crew could use a local expert, and I'm not too shabby in a fight either.
  • Peppy: Oh, you want to tag along? It ain't my call, but I'm guessin' they won't say no to a helping hand.
  • Kharl: Then it sounds like a sabbatical is in order! I will meet you there! Just have to find that darn assistant...
  • Shaletown Observatory: Nice, we can see further now. Keep helping us out, and I'm sure there's more we can do for you
  • Peppy: Right, I have the Nova. And I may or may not have recruited a local scientist.
  • Razor: Nice work! See you soon.
  • Slippy: Man, these guys have the best snacks!
  • Falco: Hey, stop stuffin' your face with that junk or you'll get all sleepy! We gotta be wide awake if we're gonna catch Wolf!
  • Peppy: Right around the corner.
  • Razor: Good. Once we get the Nova loaded, we should be good to go.
  • Mason: And then we find St. Grand.
  • Razor: That's right.
  • Levi: Yeah, unless he's... you know.
  • Chase: Levi! What the heck!
  • Levi: What? I hope he isn't, I'm just sayin'.
  • Hunter: Don't worry. He's our captain. We won't let him down.
  • Fox: I'm outside. How do you want to do this?
  • Razor: Open your ship's computer. You should be able to launch the repair sequence from the Equinox screen.
  • Razor: Nice. If we find any more goodies around here, maybe we can upgrade the Equinox even more. Until then, let's see if this works.

Launching the Equinox[]

  • Hunter: Hmmm. This was a precision strike. They must have tracked our core through the hull.
  • Razor: Well, this isn't enough Nova to draw anyone's attention, that's for sure. But it Mason's calculations are right, should be just enough to get us airborne again.
  • Levi: Yeah, or just enough to be blown to pieces!
  • Razor: Hit it, Chase!

Leaving the Crash Site[]

  • Razor: Nice. Alright, your flight engines are restored. Good luck in your search, Peppy.
  • Fox: Not so fast. I've been thinking about what Mason said back there. We should work together. Something tells me we're gonna need more manpower and same goes for you guys. So what do you say?
  • Mason: Uh, yeah. I think it's a great idea. Let's talk it over at the Equinox. Actually, once you're here, I'd like to get a closer look at your ship myself.

Grax and St Grand[]

  • Grax: I have waited... so long for this. I foresaw this moment many years ago. The Wardens showed me and now...the gift appears. The time has come to harvest Nova. When the Warden Gods departed so long ago they took with them the secrets to Nova. You must feed my Legion. Your crew is lost.
  • St Grand: Hnnngg!
  • Grax: You will show me how to make Nova... and you will kneel before your Warden!

Equinox Interior[]

  • Mason: Alright. Everything looks good.
  • Slippy: Wow, This Starlink tech is AMAZING!!
  • Fox: This'll give us the edge we need take down Wolf.
  • Mason: Least we could do. Good luck.
  • Fox: Let's rock n roll, boys!
  • (Fox, Falco, Peppy and Slippy head to their Arwings)
  • Falco: Catch ya later!
  • Shaid: I got contacts. They might know who took St Grand. Let's talk to them first.
  • Razor: This is the only intel I trust. The Legion's got a hierarchy, and orders gotta come from somewhere. Let's crack a few more open and see where that gets us. That's not very diplomatic, but it could... work.
  • Hunter: That's not very diplomatic, but it could... work.
  • Mason: What are we waiting for? Let's get out there!
  • (Levi begins fooling around)
  • Chase: Levi, come on!

Haven[]

Heading to Haven[]

  • Hunter: Hold on. I need to show you something. Open your ship's computer. Each time you master a weapon or ship, you can come here to gain new abilities and advantages in combat.
  • Peppy: Thanks. This old hare can still learn a few tricks.
  • Razor: So like I was saying, the imps on Kirite and the Drakes that attacked Shaid are all Legion. So the Legion have to be connected to St. Grand's capture.
  • Kharl: An interesting theory. But our research points to the fact that the Legion are not intelligent.
  • Razor: Which means someone's controlling them. We just need to find out who.
  • Shaid: Wow. You guys sound just like a Prospector I know. That Haven old-timer was always on about the "Legion hierarchy".
  • Mason: Great! Let's go talk to him!
  • Shaid: Waitwaitwait, I meant you guys are nuts. Are all humans this dense?
  • Razor: Look, I saw the ones who took St. Grand. They weren't robots. If this guy's got a theory about that, we should hear it.
  • Fox: I'm with Razor. If this guy's got a theory, we should hear him out.
  • Shaid: Fine. If you guys wanna talk to Eli, go ahead. But I'm warning you, he's a little on the cranky side.
  • Razor: You sure that's not just when he's talking to you?
  • Shaid: Oh so you do have a sense of humor. Good to know.
  • Razor: Oh, one last thing. Your hyperdrive is back up. Just don't run into any asteroids. We only got so many spare parts around here.
  • Peppy: Ha, copy that.
  • Razor: I'm picking up some wreckage near your position. Might be worth checking out...
  • Peppy: I see 'em! They're chasin' someone down! Quick, connect me to that pilot.
  • Sage: Channel open.
  • Peppy: This is Peppy. I'm flyin' in to support.
  • Rankor: Beat it, before I beat YOU!
  • Peppy: Take it easy! I'm just here to help.
  • Rankor: Ah, what do you know, Snood-brain? Maybe I'm lurin' Legion into my trap. But so long as you're here, I'll letcha take a few potshots at 'em.
  • Peppy: Already on it.
  • Rankor: Ah-hahaha! Nothin' like a good battle to get the blood pumpin'! You're alright, pal... even though ya got a puny ship.
  • Peppy: Hey, this is a fine ship, thank you very much!
  • Rankor: Ha! Feisty, too. I like it. Maybe we'll meet again.
  • Peppy: Sheesh, you meet all sorts of characters around here.
  • Shaid: You're lucky. Most Outlaws only got one code: shoot first, talk never.
  • Levi: Man, this place is a freakin' danger zone.
  • Shaid: It's Atlas, kid. Our space has all kinds of loot caches and shipwrecks. And if it's worth picking over, it's worth fighting over. Why else you think those Drakes were after me?
  • Kharl: Indeed. We Expedition stay within our planetary gravity wells for a reason. Even the Prospectors rarely see space these days.
  • Shaid: See? Even the egg-head's got street smarts. It's the way we live. Or else we don't.

Arrival at Haven[]

  • Peppy: Right then, just made it to Haven. Where to?
  • Shaid: Just keep your eye out for an old refinery. Should be near a river.
  • Peppy: A refinery? Heh. Sounds like this fella's got the same thoughts about retirement as I do. We never know when to hand up the towel.
  • Chase: So Shaid, have you known this guy long? No offense but you don't seem like someone who makes friends with, well, anyone.
  • Shaid: Hey I never said we were friends. We met back when he was still taking jobs. Used to be one of the baddest bounty hunters around.
  • Mason: Used to be?
  • Shaid: Eli's like 300 years old. Saw too much of the world and stopped making sense of it, I guess. Always ranting about the world being secretly run by Krakna or whatever. One day, he just packed it in and set up his own digs.
  • Mason: Sounds like me. When I started developing Starlink, I tried to get funding. Everyone thought I was crazy.
  • Shaid: Well, jury's still out on that.

Encountering Eli[]

  • Peppy: I got eyes on the refinery.
  • Eli: Hold it right there! You're on private property. Move along before you make another mistake!
  • Peppy: Take it easy! I'm just want to chat. Shaid sent me.
  • Eli: Shaid? That meater never listened to a word I said.
  • Peppy: I-ah fine. That doesn't matter. What matters is the Legion. We need answers.
  • Eli: Uh huh. Here's the deal, I ain't in the business of bein' made a fool. You want me to play along, you're gonna have to make it worth my while. My refinery's been combin' the area for minerals but there's a couple types we're still missin. You scare up a rare one for me, maybe we talk.
  • Peppy: Got it.
  • Levi: Dude, that's awesome! Another alien bro, for the win!
  • Razor: Just remember why we're here. Friends are good. Information is better.
  • Eli: Alright, you're lookin' for a shiny rock 'bout half the size a' your ship. Chip off a chunk and bring it on back.
  • Peppy: A rock, huh? Alright...
  • Eli: That'll do. Tell you what. This refinery churns out Electrum by the bucket. Since you did me a favor, I'll throw some of that Electrum your way, from time to time. Alright. Let's talk. You wanna know about the underground. The gears runnin' beneath our boots. Our feathered foes behind the masks.
  • Peppy: We're aiming to find the scoundrel that's runnin' the Legion. He took a friend of ours.
  • Eli: Doubt it. Grax doesn't like to show his face.
  • Peppy: Grax? SO he's the fella who sent those Legion Drakes our way?
  • Eli: Drakes are his eyes and ears. He wouldn't have come himself unless they spotted something real pretty. Seems you piqued his interest. Why don'tcha help us both out and see for yourself. A Legion Drake crashed here not too long ago. You hack that core a' his, and that'll give you an idea 'bout how the Legion and Grax talk. Just lemme know whatcha find.
  • Peppy: Not a problem!
  • Peppy: Almost there.
  • Eli: The info you want's lodged inside. So you'll need to hack it. Just make sure you stick close by otherwise that hack'll sever. Good luck.
  • Sage: Launching data decryption.
  • Razor: Alright, that's all of it. The data's a little garbled, but I got a read on that SOS.
  • Peppy: No harm in lookin'.
  • Chase: You think it's this Grax guy?
  • Kharl: Ha, what an unfortunate name to have!
  • Shaid: You're giving Eli too much credit. I think he believes it's actually Grax controlling the Legion. Like the literal Grax.
  • Levi: Dude, I'm sorry. I am so lost. What's a Grax?
  • Kharl: Ah, a formidable creature. Legend has it he was born hundreds of years ago in a forgotten tomb.
  • Shaid: Or he lives on the sun and communes with the ancient Wardens. Depends on the story.
  • Levi: Ohhh, so he's the boogey-man. But like real?
  • Shaid: It's just a tale Outlaws tell each other. I wouldn't worry.
  • Peppy: Hey, I see somethin' in the distance.
  • Kharl: Ah, that is a Warden Spire! a relic of a long-forgotten era once said to hold valuable treasures - to those who dare disturb it. However they haven't been active for centuries. ill, they do remain well-guarded.
  • Chase: So you're telling me the Legion army is controlled by an old tower?
  • Razor: That's where the signal leads.
  • Peppy: Well let's see if I can't clear things up a bit.
  • Peppy: What in blazes - the Spire's reactin' to my weapon! Wonder what another would do...
  • Peppy: Looks like a good sign.
  • Kharl: Fascinating! I'm reading a very faint power signal. Imagine the data we could collect if we add power to the other spires!
  • Razor: For now, let's just grab what's inside and see what we find.
  • Kharl: My stars. That's advanced Warden technology! A modification once used to specialize their ancient spacecrafts.
  • Peppy: Hmm, wonder if Slip could make it work with the Arwing.
  • Kharl: Oh indeed! I believe it could integrate with our ships quite well. In fact, if the other spires are active, there may be several modifications we could use.
  • Razor: Well why don't we give this mod a shot. Open your ship's computer. Any mods we collect will show up here. You can use them to beef up your ship and tune your weapons to your liking.
  • Chase: Sweet. So what about the signal?
  • Razor: The Drake definitely pinged the spire, but it's hard to tell where it went from there. For now, we should head back to the refinery and tell Eli what we found.
  • Judge: Razor, I noticed something peculiar about the Warden Spire. It carries the same signature as St. Grand's artifact.
  • Razor: The artifact Shaid got us? But... that means St. Grand was after Warden technology.
  • Judge: I believe so. It is my conclusion that the artifact is part of the Legion's communication network. If we learn to decipher it, we may be able to intercept Legion transmissions.
  • Razor: And then we can find where they took St. Grand! Judge, you're a genius! So how do we decipher it?
  • Kharl: Hmm, such an analysis will take incredible computing power. But it can be done! We will need Electrum. And a lot of it.
  • Judge: Then we should continue to the refinery. The Prospector may be able to help.
  • Razor: Seems like we're still missing a few things from the crash. I've added a new objective to your mission tracker. Check it out.

Returning to Eli[]

  • (Returning to the refinery)
  • Peppy: We're back.
  • Eli: You find what you're lookin' for?
  • Peppy: I'm hopin' you can tell me. See, we might be able to peek into the Legion's communications. But we'll need a fair bit of Electrum to do it.
  • Eli: Huh. Well, this refinery's givin' you all the Electrum she can. But if you're willin' to help me upgrade the old girl, I bet we can convince her to work a little harder. All she needs is an ore processor from the mining site. You fetch me one, and I'll see you get your fair share of the profits.
  • Peppy: Fair enough.
  • Eli: Just, watch out for the Cyclops in the area. I been through the mill, but i never seen anything like this one.
  • Peppy: Atlas sure is fascinating. What are these minin' sites like?
  • Eli: 'Bout a 100 years back, word got out Atlas had all the Electrum you could ever dream of. Critters from all over came out, diggin' for somethin' better. Then the Legion woke up. This is what's left. All those dreams, rusted over and broken. Which means more goods for the rest of us.
  • Peppy: Is that the Cyclops?
  • Kharl: Oh my. That's no Cyclops. I've never seen anything like it!
  • Eli: Alright now, the goods should be somewhere inside.
  • Peppy: It's deserted alright.
  • Peppy: Think I got it!
  • Eli: Careful now. Those processors were built to last, but they're heavier than a Skittertusk. Ya might have a touch a trouble takin fligh
  • Eli: Ah yeah that's the ticket. Time to upgrade this old rust bucket. Now ain't that a pretty sight, soon, you and me are gonna be up to our eyeballs in Electrum.
  • Judge: Attention. We now have enough Electrum to analyze the artifact. You can launch the Equinox upgrade from your onboard computer.
  • Peppy: Alright, what needs doin'?
  • Mason: We have learned much... but the Wardens still guard many secrets. We may find some answers inside another Spire.
  • Sage: Warden artifact analysis commencing.
  • Razor: This could take a bit. When you're ready, come back to the Equinox. by then, Sage should have some good news for us.
  • Kharl: This may be an opportune time to investigate those other Warden Spires!
  • Hunter: It's not a bad idea. Those mods could definitely help in the fights to come.

Returning to the Equinox[]

  • Razor: Hey, welcome back! The analysis just wrapped up. Judge, tell us what we got.
  • Judge: Using St. Grand's artifact, we can now translate Warden encryptions, giving us access to the Legion's communication network.
  • Mason: That's amazing! Have we picked anything up?
  • Judge: We intercepted a repeating transmission. Streaming the video to your onboard computer now.
  • Grax: My children, my believers. The Wardens have bestowed us with another gift. A storm will cover Sonatus, as the Prime re-awakens.
  • Levi: Dude. What. The heck. Was that.
  • Razor: That mask. The guys that took St. Grand, they were wearing those masks! Sage, send this to Eli. That has to be Grax.
  • Shaid: No. No way. You don't know what you're saying.
  • Kharl: Grax or otherwise, this video confirms it. This fellow is controlling the Legion. And he just released another on Sonatus!
  • Hunter: Then we need to head there immediately.

Sonatus[]

Distress call[]

  • Shaid: Sonatus. Whole place is like a living musical instrument. Gorgeous, too. Yeah, a girl could settle down in a place like that.
  • Peppy: I’m on my way.
  • Kharl: Ah, I do have a colleague on Sonatus. Perhaps she's seen something?
  • Hunter: Put her through.
  • Kharl: Now where did I put her code... Ah, there we are. (Static) Dr. Wilder, are you there? Fern, pick up!
  • Fern: Kharl?! Look, I'm evacuating the workshop. I'll have to call you later.
  • Kharl: Then you've seen the Prime? Fascinating, isn't it?
  • Fern: No! I mean, yes, but-Kharl, the Prime. It's planting Extractors. The Warden Harvest is starting again.
  • Kharl: No, it can't be.
  • Fern: I know. It sounds insane but... I know what I saw. The Legion. They'll overrun all of Sonatus.
  • Kharl: The whole planet?! Impossible!
  • Fern: I'm sorry. I have to go.
  • Mason: Hold on, we're coming to help!

Arrival on Sonatus[]

  • Peppy: Alright, I'm here. That doctor still on the line? Where'd the Prime go?
  • Fern: The Prime? I don't know. It was moving so fast.
  • Peppy: Then we'll just have to chase after it! Got any ideas?
  • Fern: No, I- wait. I don't know if it'll work but, the Extractor it planted - you need to do there.
  • Peppy: Copy that.
  • Fern: Kharl, what's happening? Who are these people?
  • Levi: Hashtag Starlink, yo!
  • Kharl: They're trustworthy. I'll explain later. For now, what can they do to help?
  • Fern: Oh. Well, when the Prime Legion plants Extractors, my theory is they maintain a connection.
  • Peppy: So if I destroy the Extractors, that'll show me the Prime. Understood.
  • Peppy: The storm cloud's messin' with my ship!
  • Fern: The Extractor emits electrical pollution. Your flight engines may not work.
  • Peppy: Too late to back out now.
  • Peppy: (Destroys Extractor) Extractor destroyed!
  • Fern: That's amazing! I'm picking up a signal but it's faint. Wait.. there's another Extractor.
  • Kharl: The Prime planted another? So soon?
  • Peppy: Say no more. I got it covered.
  • Fern: So where did you say you were from? You can destroy Extractors but you're no Outlaws.
  • Kharl: A planet called Dirt!
  • Mason: Well, Earth. But close.
  • Kharl: More importantly, their flagship has a Nova drive!
  • Fern: Ah, really? Oh I'd love to study it.
  • Levi: Oh dude, you should come with us! Look, we're outta beds, but you can just do what I do and sleep in Hunter's ship.
  • Hunter: Uh, you what?
  • Fern: Maybe later. Have you found the second Extractor?
  • Peppy: I'm almost there!
  • Peppy: That's another in the dirt. What's next?
  • Fern: The Prime just planted another Extractor, If you can destroy it, I think that should work. But you need to hurry. These Extractors. They're doing so much damage. I don't know if Sonatus will ever recover.
  • Chase: Argh, it makes me so mad! This planet is gorgeous! How could - argh!!! Grax is gonna pay for what he's done.
  • Fern: Is it true? Is someone really controlling the Legion?
  • Kharl: I'm afraid so. Somehow this Grax character has access to Warden technology.
  • Fern: And he's using it to regrow the Legion? How would he even acquire the Nova to do it?
  • Mason: He took our ship's core. Would that be enough?
  • Fern: Perhaps. I would need to take a look inside the Prime to know more.
  • Levi: So what's St. Grand got to do with it? Grax didn't even ask for a ransom. You know, in TV they're always asking for a ransom, right? (Gasp) Ahh! Oh, what if he doesn't have our phone number?
  • Chase: Guess we'll ask him when we find him.

Extractors destruction[]

  • Peppy: That's it!
  • Fern: Yes! I knew it would work! Now let me see. The Prime is... there! Quickly, before it plants more!
  • Peppy: I'm on the case!
  • Peppy: That waypoint's movin'.
  • Fern: The Prime is fast for its size. You'll have to hurry.
  • Peppy: Is that big fella the Prime?
  • Fern: That's it. Look how it moves!
  • Fox: Watch out. You haven't faced anything like this since we left Lylat. Use Starlink to gear up with the best equipment you got. There's no holding back.
  • Fern: When its armor opens, that's your chance to strike. Get in front of it!
  • Fern: You've damaged it! I think it's trying to escape... We don't want to lose track of it, you'd better follow.
  • Fern: Wait! Its underside looks exposed! Quick - shoot the midsection!
  • Peppy: Phew, the beast is down!
  • Kharl: Not a moment too soon!
  • Fox: Nice work, Peppy!
  • Chase: Woah, nice one!
  • Fern: Incredible! Kharl... the Legion. They're shutting down!
  • Kharl: What? What do you mean?
  • Fern: They're dormant! The Prime draws energy from each of its Extractors. What if destroying the Prime left that energy with nowhere to go? This could be the answer to stopping the Legion once and for all... The Prime must have a Nova core, can you bring it to me?
  • Fern: Great, I can't wait to study this. I just need to make a few arrangements and I'll meet you back at the... what do you call your ship again?
  • Peppy: They call it the Equinox. Does that mean you're joinin' us?
  • Fern: Of course! Don't you feel it? Everything that's going on - it's just the beginning and you're at the heart of it. Besides, I can't let Kharl have all the fun. Oh, and if your ship needs a tune up, the workshop is at your disposal. Using the natural defenses of Atlas various life forms, we've developed some very unique mods. You should take a look!
  • Razor: Sounds good. Alright everyone, see you back at the Equinox.

Grax's Master Plan[]

  • Levi: Woah.
  • Chase: Razor. We did good, mano.
  • Mason: We did. That's the last sample.
  • Fern: It's going to take some time to analyze this core.
  • Rankor: Well pick up the pace, we gotta hit em while they're down.
  • Mason: We will, Rankor. We just need to figure out where these Primes are coming from first.
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Grax: It is ready. Arkom. He stays until the cycle completes.
  • (Equinox)
  • Kharl: Here's what we know... The Prime is of Warden design. Its main purpose is to gather Electrum, ...which can be refined into Nova... ...and Nova can activate more Primes.
  • Chase: But Grax can't tum Electrum into Nova... Can he?
  • Mason: St Grand can. He learned how to make Nova by studying Judge. But now...
  • Razor: No...
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Male Cult Member: Look. The cycle completes.
  • Female Cult Member: A shame it is only enough for one.
  • Male Cult Member: One will be enough. His crew continues to resist... ...but they will be swept away by the Dreadnought.
  • Female Cult Member: What is he doing? Move!
  • St Grand: Guhh!
  • Female Cult Member: What's this...? Look! He's...
  • St Grand: (fights against the male cult member) Hhng!
  • Hunter: We've got to get St. Grand back now... before Grax is able to cover Atlas in Extractors. Razor, you and I will take point.
  • Razor: Finally.
  • Hunter: We are few in numbers, but armies smaller than ours have defeated -
  • Shaid: *laughs*. You guys. An army. Look, it's like Hunter said. Grax is just gonna keep getting stronger and stronger. I'm looking out for myself, you guys should too.
  • Mason: Shaid... you're right!
  • Hunter: We should split up!
  • Levi: Dude, that's intense!
  • Mason: There aren't enough of us. The Legion is growing... ...we need to keep growing. We spread out, find help from every planet in Atlas.
  • Hunter: If we split up, we'll get picked off one by one.
  • Mason: Not while we have Starlink! We can combine our strengths from everywhere in Atlas.
  • Razor: The more of us there are, the stronger each of us is.
  • Mason: Exactly!
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Grax: The Wardens saved us. They gave us a path to the stars. Brought us out of a life of darkness. Now, what are we? Lost. I have found the key. We will redeem those unworthy. I send you forth in... ...the Dreadnought! As the Wardens willed: Sacrifice the worlds of Atlas to the Harvest of Electrum.
  • St. Grand: What have I done?

Vylus[]

Heading to Vylus[]

  • Fern: We still don't know where the Primes are coming from. But using the core's data, we can now see where they ended up.
  • Razor: Good. Because it looks like two more Primes just landed.
  • Hunter: To follow their progress, I've added an Alliance Tracker to each planet. It will tell us how Legion infested each planet has become, and how many allies we've made to push them back.
  • Levi: So what's it mean when one of the Prime icons just like flips out? 'Cause the one on the bottom's goin' crazysauce.
  • Fern: You're right. The Prime alert on Vylus, it's gone.
  • Sage: Starlink Database updated!
  • Chase: What happened? Is the Prime gone or what?
  • Mason: We should take a look. Maybe someone's out there.
  • Razor: Your call. Just remember to check your Starmap. Our army needs to grow faster than the Legion. And the Alliance Tracker's our best way of keeping up to date.
  • Levi: So who we gonna recruit next? Like a dino bro? A plant man?
  • Chase: Levi, I don't think you're supposed to call them plants.
  • Eli: I been called worse.
  • Fern: Whoever we find, we need to find them fast. The Legion are growing. First the raiding parties, then Extractors, now Primes. I believe our next target may be the hardest of all.
  • Eli: Big as it might be, findin' it in space is like searchin' for a pebble in an asteroid belt. Ain't gonna be easy.

Arrival at Vylus[]

  • Peppy: I'm on Vylus. I just need to whittle down the Extractor population and then I can locate that Prime, right?
  • Razor: Negative. Looks like everything's dormant here. But Sage picked up the Prime's electrical pulse when it went out. I'll put a waypoint on it.
  • Peppy: Hmm, sounds suspicious. Best keep my guard up.
  • Peppy: What in the world is that smell?
  • Kharl: Those are bile pools! That enchanting fragrance is a bacterial reaction insulating Vylus' plethora of rare mineral deposits.
  • Peppy: It's time like this when I wish my sense of smell wasn't so good.
  • Peppy: There! I got eyes on the Prime, only... it doesn't seem to be kickin'.
  • Galla: You there! Over here!
  • Peppy: Afternoon, I think. Did you take that Prime out by yourself?
  • Galla: We fought as one. But I alone survived.
  • Peppy: Oh. I'm very sorry to hear that.
  • Galla: I don't need your condolences. I need my ship repaired. One of the monsters escaped.
  • Peppy: Maybe I can help.
  • Galla: That will do it. Now I have a Crush Giant to track down.
  • Peppy: Take it easy now. I can handle it for you.
  • Galla: You're capable?
  • Peppy: I've been at this kind of work for longer than I can remember.
  • Galla: ...Fine. I could use a moment to pay my respects. Once the Giant's gone, report my armory.
  • Peppy: You fellas catch that?
  • Hunter: She's just the kind of recruit we need.
  • Razor: We'll see. Keep on this one and let us know what you find.
  • Peppy: That's a Legion machine?!
  • Hunter: If you have a Statis weapon, now's the time to use it.
  • Peppy: That's one way to keep feelin' young!
  • Hunter: Nice work. We should go tell the Prospector it's done. I'm curious to see this armory of hers.
  • Shaid: So a Prospector with an armory. Haven't seen that before.
  • Eli: When a maniacal bird starts droppin' giant robots outta the sky, refinin" Electrum kinda loses its shine.
  • Shaid: Didn't stop you.
  • Eli: Til now. Wasn't gonna fight this war on my own. Ha!
  • Shaid: That's what I'm saying. Joining Starlink's a world apart from building your own army. This girl's got guts.
  • Levi: Oooo, Shaid's got a lady crush.
  • Shaid: Yeah, let's talk about crushes. Hey Chase, Levi finally wants to tell you something.
  • Chase: What's that?
  • Levi: WHAT?! Why would you - no no no, that's... totally not - no- I mean uh --- oh hey, is that... oh man, it's Grax?! I think I just saw him, just like, uh fly past in uh ahh... ah forget it.

Galla's Armory[]

  • Peppy: That is one well-fortified outpost.
  • Galla: Pilot, tell me the Giant's down.
  • Peppy: The mission was a success.
  • Galla: Good. So you've come to train with me here at the armory?
  • Peppy: Afraid my training days are done. We're actually here to track down Grax. He's the scoundrel runnin' all these machines.
  • Galla: Ah, and you want my help. We can't fight for you. Not when we're fighting for our own survival.
  • Peppy: I understand. But maybe there's somethin' you can still help us with. This armory for example. It looks like it packs quite a punch!
  • Galla: Well, it is not as easy as simply constructing a building. You'd need to inspire a world's residents to fight, and give them the hope they can win. To start, you could convince the expedition on vylus to join your cause, even in times of stress, life persists. And it's worth defending. Select a location on Vylus for your Expedition allies, and then build an observatory for them.
  • Peppy: Time's runnin' short, but if an observatory is what it takes...
  • Mistshore Workshop: Hey there, we're all done setting up a new workshop on this world!
  • Peppy: This should be enough to get you started.
  • Sage: Outpost construction initiated.
  • Kharl: Ah, look at that Starmap! Now we can see this part of the planet no matter where we are.
  • Hunter: Also, you'll see our numbers have increased on the Alliance Tracker. The more residents of Atlas we inspire, the more secure this planet becomes.
  • Peppy: What are the next steps?
  • Galla: Now you must unite the Prospectors on Vylus. Build a refinery. Its resources will give us strength and hope in the coming fight.
  • Peppy: A refinery. Understood.
  • Peppy: Alright, resources are on the way.
  • Refinery: Ok, let's get to work! We're behind you Starlink.
  • Eli: Sweet as sunshine. Now that we got a steady flow of cash, should be easier to tie down the rest of this dirtball.
  • Galla: The planet, tallies to your cause, You must go on. Continue to build and make allies with those who have yet to see the light. You may also upgrade existing outposts. That will certainly earn you friends. Once we have a secure hold on Vylus, it'll be time to build an armory of your own.
  • Sage: Warning. Unknown vessel approaching.
  • Peppy: Give me a location.
  • Sage: Error report. Area clear.
  • Peppy: Huh. That's funny.
  • Galla: It's time to turn the tides on Vylus, friend. Meet with me at the armory.
  • Sage: Proximity warning. A new Prime has arrived on Vylus.
  • Razor: Dang it. Galla, you got enough troops to hold it back?
  • Galla: Not for long. But I've another solution. Quickly, continue to my armory.
  • Sage: Warning: Outlaw vessel approaching.
  • Peppy: What is it?
  • Sage: Error report. Area clear.
  • Peppy: That's the second time now.
  • Razor: What do you mean?
  • Peppy: Your computer doesn't seem to like me very much.
  • Levi: Sage is buggin' out, yo!
  • Razor: She never led us wrong before... Keep working on that armory. I'll check in with Sage.
  • Galla: The people are ready to take up arms, frail as they may be. But I'll turn these revolutionaries into soldiers yet. Your efforts have made this possible. I offer you this, the blueprints to my armory. Find a location for it on Vylus. I will gather everyone and direct them your way. Do not dally. The more Primes that arrive, the less we can afford to wait.
  • Peppy: Don't have to tell me twice.
  • Peppy: Electrum is headed your way.
  • First Guard Armory: Nice work, chief! The Legion aren't gonna know what hit 'em. Ready for deployment!
  • Galla: This unit will issue patrols and, while they cannot hold the Legion back forever, they will protect other outposts as best they can. It's also equipped with defensive turrets that will repel any foe. What's more, they can be placed anywhere, to help us maintain a strategic edge against our enemies. Your deeds give me heart. Now that Vylus is secure, I cannot stand idly by as other planets suffer. I will join your cause. Atlas will be ours once more.
  • Mason: They will, thanks.
  • Razor: Gotta cut things short, guys. The sage readings you picked up - I'm thinkin' it's an issue with your ship.
  • Peppy: That doesn't seem right. What should we do about it?
  • Razor: It's worth checking out. Wrap it up when you're ready and we'll take a look under the hood when you're back.

Search and Rescue[]

  • Razor: Good, you're back. I need you to pull into the What's that? Peppy, watch out!
  • Sorren: I'm not a threat so you can hold your fire.
  • Peppy: I'll be the judge of that. Seems like Sage wasn't acting up after all. It was you. You were following me.
  • Sorren: You've been making noise. First Sonatus. Then Vylus. I wanted to see for myself.
  • Peppy: Say I believe you. What's your reason?
  • Sorren: It'll be easier if I show you.
  • St. Grand: (cough) I can only hope you're all still alive -- I don't have much time. I'm on this massive ship (cough) called a Dreadnought. It's releasing these -- I don't know what you'd call them, they're enormous -- A maniac and his cult are behind all of this. Grax (cough)...Grax, he...he needed me because... What's important now is that you destroy this Dreadnought. The coordinates are encoded into this message. Hurry, before -.
  • ???: Check this room. (St. Grand promptly shuts off the communicator)
  • Mason: St. Grand! He's alive!
  • Kharl: This Dreadnought must be where the Primes are coming from!
  • Fern: He's barely hanging on.
  • Chase: We have to help him!
  • Razor: Hold on! How did you get this? Who are you?
  • Sorren: Grax took someone from me. I want him stopped and when met your friend, he told me you're the ones to do it.
  • Mason: And we will. Come on, guys! We finally know where St. Grand is! This is our chance!
  • Razor: I know. (resolute sigh) Okay. But you're not going it alone. If we do this, we do it together.
  • Levi: Yes! I call dibs!
  • Sorren: Don't be too quick about it. The Dreadnoughts are powered by the Primes. If there are Primes still out there, you're in for a fight you might not come out of.
  • Razor: I'll update the Starmap with the coordinates. When you're close, gimme a ring. We'll send in the cavalry.
  • Peppy: Copy that.
  • Peppy: I'm on approach to the Dreadnought.
  • Razor: Hold up, Sage is picking up a close-range Legion transmission. But, it's using our encryption code... Putting it through.
  • St. Grand: (static) I'm on the Dreadnought. I'll try to find a way out but, in case I don't: I'm sorry.
  • Mason: St. Grand! Razor, tell him we're here!
  • Razor: It's a recording. I don't know if I can patch us through.
  • Mason: Well you gotta try!
  • Razor: What do you think I'm doing?
  • Shaid: Look, none of you are gonna be any help so long as that thing's operational.
  • Peppy: Agreed, but we still don't know how to disable it.
  • Hunter: Keep on the approach. We'll assess the situation from there.
  • Peppy: The Dreadnought's dead ahead. I don't exactly see a front door.
  • Razor: Sorren, you brought us here. Any bright ideas?
  • Sorren: There's only one way around that armor. But you're not gonna like it. First step is to take out those battery cannons.
  • Peppy: Understood.
  • Mason: What about St. Grand?
  • Razor: Still working on it!
  • Sage: Proximity Alert: Legion Dreadnought. Hyperdrive disabled. Warning: Dreadnaught defenses engaged. Prepare for battle.
  • Sage: Interior exposed. Entry is now possible. Interior controls enabled.
  • Razor: There! Got a connection! St. Grand? Can you hear me?
  • St. Grand: (static) Razor? Is it really you? Thank goodness you're alright.
  • Mason: St. Grand! We're here! We're coming to rescue you!
  • St. Grand: Mason! I knew you could do it. I have so much to tell you.
  • Razor: You can tell us all about it when you're back. We ve been saving your seat.
  • St. Grand: Hmm, that sounds good. Listen, I need you to destroy the reactor.
  • Razor: What about you?
  • St. Grand: Don't worry. I think you've caused enough of a distraction for me to find my own way out. Just take out that reactor!
  • Peppy: Got it!
  • Razor: Now get out of there! That means you too, St. Grand.
  • St. Grand: I'm on my way!
  • Peppy: This is gonna be close!

Death of St. Grand[]

  • Rankor: He's coming in hot!
  • Chase: Oh no!
  • Hunter: Watching out!
  • Kharl: My stars!
  • Razor: St. Grand!
  • Hunter: Give me a hand.
  • Razor: Over here! Hurry!
  • Mason: Stay with us!
  • Hunter: Hang in there.
  • Chase: Is he OK?
  • Hunter: Help me get him up!
  • Chase: What's going on?
  • Rankor: He's losing it! His body has been infected with a foreign neurotoxin. Life signs are fading -
  • Mason: Then do something!!
  • Chase: Careful!
  • Razor: He doesn't look good.
  • St. Grand: No... No, it's okay. come closer. Grax held me on a Warden station. Judge... I saw something. Follow the Wardens. (he takes his last breath and meets his demise)
  • Mason: No. No.
  • Chase: He's... he's gone.
  • Hunter: (As Mason runs, he gets a hold of his arm) You did your best. We all did.
  • Mason: Our best? He's dead, Hunter. What good is our best now?
  • (scene change)
  • Chase: After the accident, it's all anyone wanted to talk about. They treated me like I was... weak. But I'm not. St. Grand, he saw that. He brought me aboard and I met all of you and... I never got to thank him for that.
  • Levi: He took me in when no one else would.
  • Chase: Levi, you broke in.
  • Levi: Yeah, but he didn't call the cops.
  • Mason: I was so pumped to be part of this trip, part of this crew. St. Grand saw me talking, next thing l knew, here I was in Atlas. St. Grand made me believe I could do anything... But now he's gone. I guess he was wrong about me.
  • Shaid: Ok, that's enough. Listen, I've lost people before, you don't go wanna down that road. If you hadn't been here, St. Grand would have died for nothing. You need to be here.
  • Mason: Why?
  • Shaid: Who else is gonna get us out of this mess?
  • Judge: You could not have prevented St Grand's death. But you can shape what comes next. We must halt the Legion's progress here, before it can escape Atlas.

Take Back the World[]

Kirite[]

  • Mason: Okay, guys. Judge is right. Grax isn't going to stop until we end this. We're not gonna let him hurt anyone else.
  • Chase: But St. Grand said he was on a "Warden Station". Do we even know where that is?
  • Mason: Maybe. Let's head to Kirite. I'll explain on the way. Kharl, you said the only Warden structures in the Pleiades are in Atlas, right?
  • Kharl: Ah yes, however my extensive research has only uncovered tombs and Warden Spires. Nothing large enough to launch a Dreadnought!
  • Mason: Not in Atlas A. But what about Atlas other stars?
  • Levi: Dude, I only see one star. (gasp) Oh, they're invisible!
  • Chase: Levi, Atlas has three stars. St. Grand briefed us on the way here.
  • Fern: It's a valid theory: this Warden station could very well be in Atlas B or C. But they're both billions of miles from here.
  • Razor: Too close for the spindrive and too far to fly. We'd never make it.
  • Mason: So we use Starlink!
  • Shaid: That can't be your answer to everything.
  • Mason: What? No, all we need to do is extend the range. The only problem is getting enough power.
  • Razor: Is that even possible?
  • Mason: That's why we're going to Kirite. I'm hoping our allies can help.
  • Sage: Warning: Three Dreadnaughts detected. Legion broadcast incoming.
  • Tak Vega: Attention residents of Kirite. This is captain Tak Vega, and I am here to take the Trade Sector for Grax. Prepare to be annihilated.
  • Shaid: Oh good. A greeting party.
  • Hunter: Hmm. The Dreadnought is driven not by the Legion but by a cult member. Grax's plan is advancing.
  • Peppy: Hey, there's somethin' wrong. Kirite's not lookin' right.
  • Razor: What? Hold up, the Starmap... Kirite's covered in Extractors.
  • Kharl: My stars! How is this possible?
  • Shaid: Guess we gotta find some friends somewhere else.
  • Mason: No! We can't abandon our friends, especially now. The alliance has to stay strong.
  • Hunter: Agreed. We must adapt to overcome our obstacles. We can't let the Legion advance.
  • Chase: Yeah! We're Starlink. We never give up!
  • Shaid: Alright, alright, color me inspired. So we take back Kirite. Then what?
  • Mason: Then we do the impossible. Like always.
  • Peppy: Sounds just like Fox. So what do I need to get started?
  • Razor: We need to take out the Extractors to get the Prime. Once we got room, we can start laying down some outposts.
  • Hunter: Also, we should seek out support from our allies. If we help them, they'll grow stronger, as will our alliance.
  • Peppy: Hmmm, seems I have my work cut out for me.
  • Judge: More Starlink towers remain to be built. You will need to find an appropriate location for another one if we are to have any hope of defeating Grax.
  • Razor: Nice. The Starmap's looking a lot better. Our alliance too.
  • Mason: Great! We're going to need all the help we can get.
  • Razor: So you got a way to reach Grax?
  • Fern: Yes! As Mason said, we need to extend Starlink's range. The issue is having enough power to do it. So we've been in the lab designing a structure that can both store Nova and teleport it directly to the Equinox. Sort of like a mini-Starlink. Even better: it won't just be us powering Starlink but our allies as well.
  • Levi: Wait, wait that's what you were drawing this whole time? Man, you shoulda put some big machine guns and like a nuclear missiles on that thing!
  • Razor: And what exactly was your contribution in the lab?
  • Levi: Huh? No nothing. Hey, I've been banned ever since I built that pyro theme park for the lab mice. Remember that?
  • Razor: Ugh. How could I forget.
  • Mason: Heh. Well, we're almost there. Just a few more outposts to build and some Extractors to take down, and we'll be ready.
  • Kharl: Ha! I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it myself. Kirite is secure once again! For the most part.
  • Mason: Yes! Now that we have Kirite's expedition and Prospectors on board, we're almost ready to start building the first Starlink Tower.
  • Mason: Great work! We have the all resources we need. Now it's the same as any other outpost. We just need to find a good spot to build. Once the first Starlink Tower is done, we can figure out how many we'll need to reach Grax.
  • Levi: Then I'm gonna kick that ugly beak boy's butt!
  • Chase: Not if I get there first!
  • Sage: Nova link established.
  • Peppy: I think that's means it's workin'!
  • Razor: Whoa, we shoulda juiced up the Equinox a long time ago. Check this out.
  • Peppy: What is it?
  • Razor: I think I can boost our scanners for just a... yes! Got something. Reading Legion activity near Atlas B.
  • Chase: Yes, way to go! Mason, you were right! That's gotta be Grax!
  • Kharl: Using Starlink to get there will be quite the Challenge, but it can be done! By my calculations, we'll need one Starlink Tower per sector.
  • Mason: Great! We already have the Trade Sector covered. That means we need two more.
  • Razor: So, looking at the Starmap... the Frontier Sector includes Vylus and Tundria. Shouldn't be too hard to get a tower there. The one in the Dark Sector... that needs to go on Ashar or Necrom. That'll be the toughest. I'd say save it for last, but the perks we get from securing the planet might be more advantageous early on.
  • Peppy: That's an interesting set of choices. I'll get to it!

Vylus/Tundria[]

  • Peppy: Phew, that's another tower, ready to go!
  • Mason: Great job! Starlink reconfiguration is coming along too. Now that we narrowed down the station to Atlas B, I just need to tune the accuracy. But then we should be good to go.
  • Razor: Good to hear. While you're working on that, let's make sure to nail those Dreadnoughts. It's not a requirement, but it'll probably make the fight against Grax a heck of a lot easier.
  • Shaid: Yeah. Don't wanna get caught with our pants down.
  • Levi: No worries there, I haven't been wearing pants this whole time.
  • Hunter: Levi, we talked about this...

Ashar/Necrom[]

  • Peppy: The third tower is up!
  • Chase: Does that mean we're ready to go?
  • Mason: All set up here. The tachyonic field'll be unstable, but if we're correct, we'll be sent right to Grax's front door.
  • Shaid: And if you're wrong, we end up in the middle of the sun.
  • Fern: Actually, you're not too far off. Our projections show our landing zone will be just a few thousand miles outside it.
  • Razor: Isn't that a little close?
  • Fern: Not in this case, it seems Grax has built some type of solar shield. The Warden Station is likely orbiting the star itself.
  • Peppy: No matter where the villain hides, we'll find 'em.
  • Razor: You did great work. St. Grand, well, he'd be proud. Come back to the Equinox when you're ready. We'll be waiting.

Returning to the Equinox[]

  • Razor: Welcome back. Everyone ready to do this?
  • Mason: Starlink reconfiguration's complete. Just need to do the finishing touches and we'll be good to go.

Enter the Warden Station[]

  • Razor: No turning back now.
  • Shaid: Not when you're messing with a black hole in the middle of the ship.
  • Mason: It's ok. We've got this.
  • Startail: Hehe. Yeah!
  • Sage: Starlink Singularity Manual Calibration Initiated.
  • Mason: We've got this.
  • Everyone: Bah! What!
  • Levi: (drops his phone as Startail laughs in amusement): Aahh!
  • Razor: What's going on?
  • Kharl: The ships! They're interfering with the calibration!
  • Mason: ARGHHH!!!
  • Sage: Warning: Miscalibration detected.
  • Mason: Ugh! No!
  • Hunter: Mason!!
  • Mason: Ngh!
  • Hunter: Mason! Are you okay? (Mason gives a thumbs up)
  • Chase: We did it!
  • Judge: Now we face our final test: Grax.
  • Razor: Warden Station here we come.
  • Sage: Starlink re-calibrated.

Behind Enemy Lines[]

  • Peppy: This is Peppy, reporting in!
  • Chase: Whoa. These Dreadnoughts are all busted up.
  • Razor: Not all of them. Check it, 9 o'clock, Doesn't seem like they're active though.
  • Sorren: For now. But we spent time getting here. Time Grax used to collect Nova. Soon as these Dreadnoughts are fueled up...
  • Mason: We won't let it happen!
  • Fern: I'm afraid it only gets worse. The Warden Station - it's not orbiting the solar shield. It's inside of it.
  • Chase: Inside?! That's crazy!
  • Levi: Okay you're telling me we STILL can't reach Grax? After all this?!
  • Mason: No. There has to be a way in.
  • Shaid: Hey geniuses, if that shield's so tough, how's that Dreadnought getting through?
  • Fern: You're right! Maybe if we disguised our vessel codes somehow...
  • Levi: Dude, hold up. If the Dreadnought can go through the shield, why don't we just go through the Dreadnought?
  • Hunter: That... isn't a bad idea.
  • Shaid: Seriously? We all head in there, we'll be sitting ducks.
  • Hunter: Then only one of us goes, I'm not sure we have other options.
  • Razor: Wait, I'm getting something.
  • Sage: Warning. Legion Drakes incoming.
  • Hunter: Everyone, prepare to engage!
  • Hunter: Watch out! The Dreadnought's sending more Drakes our way!
  • Chase: They just keep coming!
  • Mason: We're running out of time. One of us needs to fly through that Dreadnought or we'll lose our chance.
  • Peppy: Leave it to me!
  • Razor: Are you sure? Once you're on the other side, we won't be there to help.
  • Peppy: I'm not afraid to see this through.
  • Mason: Okay. We'll handle the Drakes. But you have to go now!
  • Mason: The Dreadnought can defend itself while it's coming through the shield. So just hit the missile hatch and go straight for the core!
  • Hunter: Nice, Head in. we'll cover you!
  • Sage: Interior controls enabled.
  • Peppy: I'm inside! Heading for the reactor.
  • Razor: Hey, Sage is reading an energy spike from the (static) station. No chance we'll be able to- (static)
  • Sage: Starlink communication disrupted.
  • Peppy: It's all on me now.
  • Grax: Starlink... come to bend to my will at last.
  • Peppy: (angry) That's Star Fox to you! You're finished!
  • Grax: Ha ha. Yes. The Harvest of Atlas is over. Your efforts to stop me have failed. My Legion has fed on its Nova and now we take to the stars… Perhaps I'll visit yours.
  • Peppy: That ain't gonna happen, Grax!
  • Peppy: There's the core!
  • Peppy: It's done! Now where's my exit?
  • Sage: The Warden Station is ahead. Good luck.

Final Battle with Grax[]

  • Peppy: I'm here, Grax. I know you can see me. Where are you hiding?
  • Grax: (cackles) I am in the stars. I am on very planet in Atlas. I surround you. So come bear witness, as I claim every world in this galaxy.
  • Peppy: There's more to this world than you know! And now, it's fightin' back!
  • Grax: My Legion, rid me of this blemish.
  • Peppy: Oh I see. Too scared to fight me yourself!
  • Grax: You thought you would challenge me? The Wardens lifted me from darkness. They gave me Nova. They chose me. You, huh. you are a speck of dust on the pages of history.
  • Peppy: I had no idea you'd make it so easy!
  • Grax: You lash out like a child at power you don't understand. Just as the old Wardens did. In their fear, they abandoned the Legion. You seek to destroy them. But I... I have made them so much more.
  • Grax: Now I am the Warden! My Legion Scion will lead the Harvest, and cast this galaxy into a new age.
  • Peppy: You'll have to go through me first!
  • Grax: Your leader understood. He tasted power and came here to claim it, just as I did.
  • Peppy: That's a lie!
  • Grax: What arrogance. To think you could challenge a god. You will bow before this is over.
  • Grax: Witness the power of a Warden reborn!
  • Peppy: The machine is destroying the station! I'm warning you, Grax. If you don't stop this foolery, we're both gonna burn!
  • Grax: No, I will not bend! The Wardens gave me this power. It is mine to control! Give up!
  • Grax: Your sacrifice will not be in vain.
  • Peppy: Shields are down! Now's my shot!
  • Grax: [defeated] No!
  • Peppy: Yes! I did it!
  • Grax: (panting heavily) No...

Escaping the Forgotten Legion[]

  • Sage: Starlink communication re-established.
  • Razor: Yes, you made it! Look, the shield's collapsing. Soon as that thing goes, we all burn. So get through the portal. Now!
  • Peppy: I'm on my way!
  • Grax: Why did the Wardens allow my Scion to fall? You! You've cursed me!
  • Peppy: What? Grax made it out!
  • Mason: What?! I'm turning around!
  • Peppy: No, get through the portal! I can do this!
  • Mason: Okay. Hurry!
  • [Grax appears]
  • Grax: I will destroy you!
  • Peppy: I've met a hundred people like you before, and they all end up exactly where they belong!
  • Grax: Then our paths both end here!
  • Grax: [defeated] Nooo!
  • Peppy: I think that did it!
  • Peppy: I'll celebrate later. I got a portal to catch!

Ending[]

  • Hunter: So, Shaid, are you going to join us?
  • Chase: OK, try it now.
  • Razor: What's this about, anyway?
  • Levi: Oh, you'll see...
  • Hunter: Whoa. Nice shot.
  • Shaid: Thanks.
  • Chase: Here it is.
  • Levi: Boom!
  • ???: Nice!
  • Mason: Grax is gone. Atlas is free again, thanks to you. We can be proud of what we accomplished here.
  • Levi: Yeah!
  • [everyone cheers]
  • Judge: St. Grand would be proud. But he saw something on that Station... the answers we seek.
  • Mason: This isn't the end, Judge. Your home is out there somewhere... ..and we'll find it.
  • Chase: Levi, put that camera away. This face is wanted in seven systems.

Epilogue[]

  • Sage: Anomaly detected.
  • Eli: [sighs] Well, looks like we ain't done here yet.

Enter the Atlas System[]

  • Mason: We're here.
  • St. Grand: Atlas. Jewel of the Pleiades...
  • Chase: Look!
  • Levi: Welcome to Atlas! Man! I'm going to get so many hits back on Earth.
  • St. Grand: No you're not.
  • Chase: Levi, no one's supposed to know about this.
  • Levi: And I'm looking to change that.
  • St. Grand: Chase. Levi. One of you will need to be outside to help Hunter with the escort.
  • Chase: Ok!
  • Levi: Hey! He said one of us... [Chase and Levi run out of the bridge]
  • St. Grand: Hehehe.
  • Razor: Scan's up, St Grand.
  • Mason: It's incredible! I can't believe you've been doing this for a whole year.
  • Razor: Our third trip...hasn't gotten old yet.
  • St. Grand: It was Alcyone last. Now Atlas. The artifact we're collecting here might just be the breakthrough we need. We're closer than ever now. I know it.
  • Sage: Proximity warning. [Shaid is being pursued by strange marauders]
  • Razor: Looks like our delivery is coming in hot.
  • Shaid: Plu brah?! Tiri mo enu?
  • Razor: Right. Let's get our ears on... [Razor activates the translator]
  • Shaid: Evray?! Hello?! Is anybody home? Can you hear me?!
  • St. Grand: What happened, do you have it?
  • Shaid: Yep, but these guys don't like it when you steal from them. Sensitive types. Could use a little help here.
  • Razor: She's not going to make it!
  • St. Grand: Get to the Equinox! We're coming.
  • Razor: I'll man the bridge.
  • St. Grand: Judge, take Mason with you to the Hangar. We need to buy time for me to jumpstart the engine.
  • Mason: Are you sure? Maybe I should help you in the Reactor.
  • St. Grand: They've never used Starlink before. Go show them what it can do. Take my ship, you're ready.
  • Mason: Ok.
  • Chase: It's on now, mano!
  • Sage: Warning - Coolant Cycle Terminated.
  • St. Grand: You think that's bad...
  • Mason: You can do this.

Star Fox's Arrival[]

  • Fox: You boys seeing this?
  • Falco: Yeah, but it's not Wolf, so who cares?
  • Slippy: It looks like they're outnumbered.
  • Fox: You know what I'm thinking...
  • Peppy: Absolutely positively not! We came here for one reason and one reason only! And that is to take down--
  • [Fox doesn't listen to him and takes off in his Arwing, Falco and Slippy follow him]
  • Peppy: (sighs) I knew I shoulda retired back on Corneria.... [follows the trio]

Meeting the Equinox crew[]

  • Fox: Let's rock n' roll boys!
  • Slippy: Okay Fox, we're close enough to hail them. I'm patching you through now.
  • Razor: Identify yourself! Who are you guys?
  • Fox: What's up? We're Star Fox and we thought you could use a hand with these punks.
  • Razor: Where did these guys come from? We could use a few extra ships. Team, what do you think?
  • Hunter: They seem friendly enough. Also, looks like we're all headed to the same place. We may not have much of a choice.
  • Razor: Okay, looks like we got a few more wingmates. Hang on Shaid, we're on our way.
  • Hunter: Huh, These Star Fox pilots know what they're doing.
  • Slippy: Wow, these guys are kinda fast!
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: Not fast enough. Check THIS out!
  • Slippy: They're on my tail!
  • Peppy: Do a barrel roll!
  • Slippy: Gotcha!
  • Hunter: Nice shot!

St. Grand's capture & crash landing[]

  • Razor: Hey, nice work, new kid!
  • Mason: Thanks.
  • [St.Grand is working on jumpstarting the ships' cores.]
  • Razor: St. Grand, how's it goin' down there?
  • St Grand: I'm almost there. Tell them to hang on a few minutes longer.
  • [Suddenly, a battleship rams into the Equinox, causing a slight explosion to knock St. Grand out.]
  • Sage: Breach in reactor hull.
  • Razor: Everyone, get back to the ship!! The reactor's been breached!
  • Hunter: On our way! Just..one more left...
  • [Hunter finishes off an enemy ship with an attachable weapon]
  • Razor: St. Grand!... (runs to the engine room)
  • [St.Grand was recovering from the explosion.]
  • St Grand: Uhhh...
  • [Some men in cloaks enter the opening caused from the explosion.]
  • ???: Take him with us.
  • [The cloaked men reach for the reactor to remove it]
  • [The removement of the reactor causes a huge EMP wave of energy to be released out to space. The wave of energy shuts off the Starlink Ships' flight engines, making them plummet. Chase's ship reads "Shield Low" on her screen.]
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: What?!
  • [Razor entered the room way too late as the cloaked figures take St. Grand.]
  • Razor: No, no no no!...
  • [The ship leaves its docking position, causing the hull breach to suck out air, pulling Razor into space. She grabs on to the ship]
  • Razor: Sage! Seal... the hull! [Sage seals the breach just before Razor could get sucked outside]
  • [The ships continue to plummet and heat up as they enter the atmosphere.]
  • Hunter: Razor, what's going on? [Chase tries to start the powered down flight engines]
  • Razor: He's gone! They took St. Grand! 
  • Mason: What? 
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: Noooo!
  • [Star Fox's Arwings also have their flight engines down from the EMP]
  • Fox: All units, brace yourselves -- we're going down!
  • Falco, Peppy, & Slippy: AH!...
  • [The screen goes black as the ships go faster into the atmosphere and crash]

Kirite[]

Crashing Site[]

  • Slippy: (waking up) Ugh... Nuggh....
  • Hunter: (static) Equinox pilots, come in! The Equinox has crashed.
  • Slippy: Hello? Fox, are you there? Is anyone there?
  • Hunter: (static) I repeat, the Equinox has crashed. All pilots report in!
  • Slippy: Must be interference. Ugh, flight engines are down. Guess I'm on reserve power. Gotta find this ship, the Equinox.
  • Slippy: Whoa!
  • [The legion Imp gets defeated]
  • Slippy: A way out!
  • Slippy: Hey, I think that's the Equinox! (3 legion cyclopes appear) Maybe they're friendly?
  • Slippy: Guess that's one way to dismantle a robot!
  • [Fox, Falco and Peppy are revealed to have made it in one piece]
  • Peppy: (Laughs) Slip, you made it! You were the last one to report in, but I never doubted ya for a second!
  • Slippy: Peppy! What a relief! Where's everyone else?
  • Fox: We're all here. These guys were just filling me in. Sounds like those punks took their captain.
  • Slippy: Their captain? That's horrible! Grr, those nasties won't get away with it! Let's go!
  • Razor: We can't. Those freaks who took St. Grand also stole our reactor. There's a backup, but until we get more fuel, we're not going anywhere.
  • Slippy: But... but there has to be something we can do!
  • Razor: Maybe there is. Check your map.
  • Razor: There's your ship. You should be able to to see everything within the scan radius. The rest of the planet's uncharted territory, for now.
  • Judge: Razor, I am picking up an alien signal nearby.
  • Calisto "Chase" Da Silva: You think someone's out there?
  • Razor: Worth checking out. Feel free to give the map a spin. Not much to it now, but once we explore more of this place, it'll definitely come in handy.
  • Fox: Okay. Wait here. I'll go check out that signal.
  • Hunter: Be careful, We don't know what's out there.
  • Levi: Uh, I'll tell you ONE thing that's out there. A bunch of killer robots!
  • Shaid: Killer robots? We've seen, what, Drakes and a couple of Cyclopses?
  • Falco: Now hold on. You're telling me this is NORMAL to you people? And I thought Corneria had problems.
  • Peppy: Bunch of pests if ya ask me!
  • Fox: Well, we've taken out a lot of them in the last week. I think we can handle a few more.
  • Slippy: Oh! The signal's coming from some kinda science building. I bet they'll have what we need!
  • Razor: Let's hope so. Go say hi. We'll be here if you need it.
  • Kharl: Oh good you're back! ...Wait. You're not Thicket. Bah, where's my assistant when you need him?
  • Slippy: Sorry if this is a bad time! We crash-landed here and we were hoping you had fuel.
  • Kharl: Hmm? Oh, sorry. My missing assistant has me all flustered. You haven't seen a squat leafy fellow wandering around, have you?
  • Slippy: I don't think so, but I'm sure interested in seeing one! Maybe we can help each other
  • Kharl: I sent Thicket to put down a beacon and he set it right next to an Imp. Hive! Stars know where he is, but I need that Hive removed. Then I can help you with, fuel, was it?
  • Slippy: Sounds like a plan!
  • Slippy: What a nice guy! Atlas might be kinda dangerous, but there are some good eggs here!
  • Mason: Yeah... Hey, so what brings you guys to Atlas, anyway?
  • Fox: We're looking for someone named Wolf. He's caused a lot of trouble back on Corneria.
  • Falco: And now the bill's due.
  • Peppy: Don't worry, boys, once we get off this planet, we're gonna smoke him out and make him pay.
  • Mason: Gotcha. Well, after we get the Equinox fixed, we're going to find our leader. Maybe we can help each other somehow.
  • Slippy: So... what's the deal with this "Imp Hive"? Sounds weird.
  • Kharl: Hmm. Imps. Such nasty little machines. Of all the Legion, they irk me the most. And the best way to handle them is… well, not to handle them at all. But I hear combustion works.
  • Falco: Fire, hmm. I like how you think.
  • Slippy: Now that we're equipped with Starlink, we've got lots of options. Maybe I should try the Flamethrower!
  • Slippy: Okay, I'm coming up on the target.
  • Hunter: So that's where Imps come from. This structure must be controlling them somehow.
  • Slippy: Silly robots! You're no match for me.
  • Slippy: Phew! That should take care of 'em.
  • Kharl: Ah, wonderful. No Hive, no Imps; just the way I like it. I have some Electrum waiting here for you, as promised.
  • Mason: Oh. Uh, our ship actually takes Nova.
  • Kharl: Nova? Where did you say you were from?
  • Mason: Well most of us are from a planet called Earth.
  • Slippy: I'm from Corneria!
  • Kharl: Hmm. Well, the only way to get Nova here is to salvage the core from an Extractor, but... Well, it should appear on your map.
  • Judge Interesting. Now that we have heled this observatory, our visibility on the planet has increased.
  • Razor: There's a Legion Extractor. Looks like that's our target.
  • Kharl: A word of warning. Extractors are Legion machines. Before my time, they were easy to salvage. But since the Reawakening, they defend themselves most efficiently. But you all seem desperate... er, competent enough. Just bring the core to me and we'll be done.
  • Slippy: Whoa, what a storm!
  • Kharl: Ah yes. The Extractor should be just inside.
  • Sage: Starlink database updated. Enemy analysis complete, Siege weaponry recommended.
  • Slippy: Hey! This thing is really big and super evil-looking! Are you sure this is a good idea?
  • Razor: It's the only idea we got!
  • Kharl: First, you'll need to target the Nodes along the perimeter! Aim for the red power cells. Once those are down, the Extractor's core will be exposed!
  • Slippy: The Node is down!
  • Kharl That's it! The Nodes are disabled. Now's your chance to hit the Extractor. And dodge those lasers!
  • Kharl: The core is in the center of the extractor. Get a good hold on it and pull back, just not too hard!
  • Slippy: Now I don't know for sure, but my mechanical expertise says that explosion means it's toast.
  • Razor: Sweet! Now grab that core and get out of there.
  • Kharl: The core is in the center of the Extractor. Get a good hold on it and pull back, just not too hard!
  • Slippy: Got it!
  • Kharl: Interstellar! Nova is such a rarity - you could make quite a fortune with your skills.
  • Mason: I don t get it. Can't you just make more Nova?
  • Kharl: If only we could! Sadly, while there is plenty of Electrum to be found, no one knows how to refine it. So the only Nova left is inside those machines. And well, we're not all as brave as you are.
  • Mason: Wow. I wonder if St. Grand knows about this...
  • Kharl: What was that?
  • Mason: Our captain, St. Grand. He learned how to create Nova. That's how we got here.
  • Kharl: Your captain can make Nova? My stars, why didn't you say so! Knowledge of that kind could upset the entire system! And you say he's missing?
  • Mason: That's why we're here.
  • Kharl: I see. Fascinating.
  • Kharl: Hmm? Oh, you're back!
  • Slippy: Knock, knock, delivery! Is this what you needed?
  • Kharl: Outstanding! Extracting the Nova should take just a moment. Hmm. I'll need to arrange for a replacement.
  • Slippy: Huh?
  • Kharl: Well you have a captain to find, don't you? A captain that can make Nova no less! Your crew could use a local expert, and I'm not too shabby in a fight either.
  • Slippy: Oh, you want to join! Well I won't say no to another smart green guy, but this isn't really my team.
  • Kharl: Then it sounds like a sabbatical is in order! I will meet you there! Just have to find that darn assistant...
  • Shaletown Observatory: Nice, we can see further now. Keep helping us out, and I'm sure there's more we can do for you
  • Slippy: Guys, I have the Nova! And, uh, I think that Kharl guy is coming too.
  • Razor: Really. Guess it doesn't hurt. Well, nice work! See you soon.
  • Falco: Hey Slippy, hurry back. There guys have some great snakes, I think you'll love 'em.
  • Slippy: Can't wait! I'll need to load up on snacks before we go after Wolf!
  • Slippy: Almost there.
  • Razor: Good. Once we get the Nova loaded, we should be good to go.
  • Mason: And then we find St. Grand.
  • Razor: That's right.
  • Levi: Yeah, unless he's... you know.
  • Chase: Levi! What the heck!
  • Levi: What? I hope he isn't, I'm just sayin'.
  • Hunter: Don't worry. He's our captain. We won't let him down.
  • Slippy: I'm here. What now?
  • Razor: Open your ship's computer. You should be able to launch the repair sequence from the Equinox screen.
  • Razor: Nice. If we find any more goodies around here, maybe we can upgrade the Equinox even more. Until then, let's see if this works.

Launching the Equinox[]

  • Hunter: Hmmm. This was a precision strike. They must have tracked our core through the hull.
  • Razor: Well, this isn't enough Nova to draw anyone's attention, that's for sure. But it Mason's calculations are right, should be just enough to get us airborne again.
  • Levi: Yeah, or just enough to be blown to pieces!
  • Razor: Hit it, Chase!

Leaving the Crash Site[]

  • Razor: Nice. Alright, your flight engines are restored. Good luck in your search, Slippy.
  • Fox: Not so fast. I've been thinking about what Mason said back there. We should work together. Something tells me we're gonna need more manpower and same goes for you guys. So what do you say?
  • Mason: Uh, yeah. I think it's a great idea. Let's talk it over at the Equinox. Actually, once you're here, I'd like to get a closer look at your ship myself.

Grax and St Grand[]

  • Grax: I have waited... so long for this. I foresaw this moment many years ago. The Wardens showed me and now...the gift appears. The time has come to harvest Nova. When the Warden Gods departed so long ago they took with them the secrets to Nova. You must feed my Legion. Your crew is lost.
  • Victor St Grand: Hnnngg!
  • Grax: You will show me how to make Nova... and you will kneel before your Warden!

Equinox Interior[]

  • Mason: Alright. Everything looks good.
  • Slippy: Wow, This Starlink tech is AMAZING!!
  • Fox: This'll give us the edge we need take down Wolf.
  • Mason: Least we could do. Good luck.
  • Fox: Let's rock n roll, boys!
  • (Fox, Falco, Peppy and Slippy head to their Arwings)
  • Falco: Catch ya later!
  • Shaid: I got contacts. They might know who took St Grand. Let's talk to them first.
  • Razor: This is the only intel I trust. The Legion's got a hierarchy, and orders gotta come from somewhere. Let's crack a few more open and see where that gets us. That's not very diplomatic, but it could... work.
  • Hunter: That's not very diplomatic, but it could... work.
  • Mason: What are we waiting for? Let's get out there!
  • (Levi begins fooling around)
  • Chase: Levi, come on!

Haven[]

Heading to Haven[]

  • Hunter: Hold on. I need to show you something. Open your ship's computer. Each time you master a weapon or ship, you can come here to gain new abilities and advantages in combat.
  • Slippy: Cool! Thanks!
  • Razor: So like I was saying, the imps on Kirite and the Drakes that attacked Shaid are all Legion. So the Legion have to be connected to St. Grand's capture.
  • Kharl: An interesting theory. But our research points to the fact that the Legion are not intelligent.
  • Razor: Which means someone's controlling them. We just need to find out who.
  • Shaid: Wow. You guys sound just like a Prospector I know. That Haven old-timer was always on about the "Legion hierarchy".
  • Mason: Great! Let's go talk to him!
  • Shaid: Waitwaitwait, I meant you guys are nuts. Are all humans this dense?
  • Razor: Look, I saw the ones who took St. Grand. They weren't robots. If this guy's got a theory about that, we should hear it.
  • Fox: I'm with Razor. If this guy's got a theory, we should hear him out.
  • Shaid: Fine. If you guys wanna talk to Eli, go ahead. But I'm warning you, he's a little on the cranky side.
  • Razor: You sure that's not just when he's talking to you?
  • Shaid: Oh so you do have a sense of humor. Good to know.
  • Razor: Oh, one last thing. Your hyperdrive is back up. Just don't run into any asteroids. We only got so many spare parts around here.
  • Slippy: Me? Run into asteroids? Okay, it might happen. But only once! ...Maybe twice.
  • Sage: Legion Drakes detected. Hyperdrive disrupted.
  • Slippy: Looks like they're chasing someone. He might be in trouble! Computer, can you connect me?
  • Sage: Channel open.
  • Slippy: Hi! I'm Slippy! I'm here to help!
  • Rankor: Beat it, before I beat YOU!
  • Slippy: Hey! I just thought you could use a hand.
  • Rankor: Ah, what do you know, Snood-brain? Maybe I'm lurin' Legion into my trap. But so long as you're here, I'll letcha take a few potshots at 'em.
  • Slippy: Um... okay!
  • Rankor: Ah-hahaha! Nothin' like a good battle to get the blood pumpin'! You're alright, pal... even though ya got a puny ship.
  • Slippy: Hey! Don't listen to him, ship. You'll always be the best.
  • Rankor: Ha! Feisty, too. I like it. Maybe we'll meet again.
  • Slippy: You know, you try to do something nice for someone...
  • Shaid: You're lucky. Most Outlaws only got one code: shoot first, talk never.
  • Levi: Man, this place is a freakin' danger zone.
  • Shaid: It's Atlas, kid. Our space has all kinds of loot caches and shipwrecks. And if it's worth picking over, it's worth fighting over. Why else you think those Drakes were after me?
  • Kharl: Indeed. We Expedition stay within our planetary gravity wells for a reason. Even the Prospectors rarely see space these days.
  • Shaid: See? Even the egg-head's got street smarts. It's the way we live. Or else we don't.

Arrival at Haven[]

  • Slippy: Looks like I'm here. So where do I find your friend?
  • Shaid: Just keep your eye out for an old refinery. Should be near a river.
  • Fox: Copy that.
  • Chase: So Shaid, have you known this guy long? No offense but you don't seem like someone who makes friends with, well, anyone.
  • Shaid: Hey I never said we were friends. We met back when he was still taking jobs. Used to be one of the baddest bounty hunters around.
  • Mason: Used to be?
  • Shaid: Eli's like 300 years old. Saw too much of the world and stopped making sense of it, I guess. Always ranting about the world being secretly run by Krakna or whatever. One day, he just packed it in and set up his own digs.
  • Mason: Sounds like me. When I started developing Starlink, I tried to get funding. Everyone thought I was crazy.
  • Shaid: Well, jury's still out on that.

Encountering Eli[]

  • Slippy: That's gotta be the refinery.
  • Eli: Hold it right there! You're on private property. Move along before you make another mistake!
  • Slippy: No, it's okay! I'm a friend! I just have a few questions. Shaid sent me.
  • Eli: Shaid? That meater never listened to a word I said.
  • Slippy: Well, don't worry. I'm trustworthy and a great listener. Promise!
  • Eli: Uh huh. Here's the deal, I ain't in the business of bein' made a fool. You want me to play along, you're gonna have to make it worth my while. My refinery's been combin' the area for minerals but there's a couple types we're still missin. You scare up a rare one for me, maybe we talk.
  • Slippy: Sure, I can do that.
  • Levi: Dude, that's awesome! Another alien bro, for the win!
  • Razor: Just remember why we're here. Friends are good. Information is better.
  • Eli: Alright, you're lookin' for a shiny rock 'bout half the size a' your ship. Chip off a chunk and bring it on back.
  • Slippy: This should be a piece of cake.
  • Eli: That'll do. Tell you what. This refinery churns out Electrum by the bucket. Since you did me a favor, I'll throw some of that Electrum your way, from time to time. Alright. Let's talk. You wanna know about the underground. The gears runnin' beneath our boots. Our feathered foes behind the masks.
  • Slippy: Right! My friends think that someone is controlling the Legion. And whoever it is took their captain.
  • Eli: Doubt it. Grax doesn't like to show his face.
  • Slippy: So there IS someone in charge. He probably sent those Drakes after the Equinox and everything!
  • Eli: Drakes are his eyes and ears. He wouldn't have come himself unless they spotted something real pretty. Seems you piqued his interest. Why don'tcha help us both out and see for yourself. A Legion Drake crashed here not too long ago. You hack that core a' his, and that'll give you an idea 'bout how the Legion and Grax talk. Just lemme know whatcha find.
  • Slippy: You got it!
  • Slippy: Okay, it should be close.
  • Eli: The info you want's lodged inside. So you'll need to hack it. Just make sure you stick close by otherwise that hack'll sever. Good luck.
  • Sage: Launching data decryption.
  • Razor: Alright, that's all of it. The data's a little garbled, but I got a read on that SOS.
  • Chase: You think it's this Grax guy?
  • Kharl: Ha, what an unfortunate name to have!
  • Shaid: You're giving Eli too much credit. I think he believes it's actually Grax controlling the Legion. Like the literal Grax.
  • Levi: Dude, I'm sorry. I am so lost. What's a Grax?
  • Kharl: Ah, a formidable creature. Legend has it he was born hundreds of years ago in a forgotten tomb.
  • Shaid: Or he lives on the sun and communes with the ancient Wardens. Depends on the story.
  • Levi: Ohhh, so he's the boogey-man. But like real?
  • Shaid: It's just a tale Outlaws tell each other. I wouldn't worry.
  • Slippy: Oh, look at that tower! That's really cool!
  • Kharl: Ah, that is a Warden Spire! a relic of a long-forgotten era once said to hold valuable treasures - to those who dare disturb it. However they haven't been active for centuries. ill, they do remain well-guarded.
  • Chase: So you're telling me the Legion army is controlled by an old tower?
  • Razor: That's where the signal leads.
  • Slippy: Well, let's crack it open and see what we find!
  • Slippy: Hey, the spire is reacting to my weapon. I wonder what another would do...
  • Slippy: It's opening!
  • Kharl: Fascinating! I'm reading a very faknt power signal. Imagine the data we could collect if we add power to the other spires!
  • Razor: For now, let's just grab what's inside and see what we find.
  • Kharl: My stars. That's advanced Warden technology! A modification once used to specialize their ancient spacecrafts.
  • Slippy: Nice! I bet I can make it work with the Arwing - or any of the ships, really.
  • Kharl: Oh indeed! I believe it could integrate with our ships quite well. In fact, if the other spires are active, there may be several modifications we could use.
  • Razor: Well why don't we give this mod a shot. Open your ship's computer. Any mods we collect will show up here. You can use them to beef up your ship and tune your weapons to your liking.
  • Chase: Sweet. So what about the signal?
  • Razor: The Drake definitely pinged the spire, but it's hard to tell where it went from there. For now, we should head back to the refinery and tell Eli what we found.
  • Judge: Razor, I noticed something peculiar about the Warden Spire. It carries the same signature as St. Grand's artifact.
  • Razor: The artifact Shaid got us? But... that means St. Grand was after Warden technology.
  • Judge: I believe so. It is my conclusion that the artifact is part of the Legion's communication network. If we learn to decipher it, we may be able to intercept Legion transmissions.
  • Razor: And then we can find where they took St. Grand! Judge, you're a genius! So how do we decipher it?
  • Kharl: Hmm, such an analysis will take incredible computing power. But it can be done! We will need Electrum. And a lot of it.
  • Judge: Then we should continue to the refinery. The Prospector may be able to help.
  • Razor: Seems like we're still missing a few things from the crash. I've added a new objective to your mission tracker. Check it out.

Returning to Eli[]

  • (Returning to the refinery)
  • Slippy: Hi! Miss me?
  • Eli: You find what you're lookin' for?
  • Slippy: We sure did! Uh, probably. There might be a way to spy on the Legion. But we're going to need more Electrum to make the upgrade.
  • Eli: Huh. Well, this refinery's givin' you all the Electrum she can. But if you're willin' to help me upgrade the old girl, I bet we can convince her to work a little harder. All she needs is an ore processor from the mining site. You fetch me one, and I'll see you get your fair share of the profits.
  • Slippy: You got a deal!
  • Eli: Just, watch out for the Cyclops in the area. I been through the mill, but i never seen anything like this one.
  • Slippy: So what is this place? Atlas seems to have a pretty rich history.
  • Eli: 'Bout a 100 years back, word got out Atlas had all the Electrum you could ever dream of. Critters from all over came out, diggin' for somethin' better. Then the Legion woke up. This is what's left. All those dreams, rusted over and broken. Which means more goods for the rest of us.
  • Slippy: Enemy Cyclops ahead!
  • Kharl: Oh my. That's no Cyclops. I've never seen anything like it!
  • Eli: Alright now, the goods should be somewhere inside.
  • Slippy: What a dump.
  • Slippy: Got it!
  • Eli: Careful now. Those processors were built to last, but they're heavier than a Skittertusk. Ya might have a touch a trouble takin flight.
  • Eli: Ah yeah that's the ticket. Time to upgrade this old rust bucket. Now ain't that a pretty sight, soon, you and me are gonna be up to our eyeballs in Electrum.
  • Judge: Attention. We now have enough Electrum to analyze the artifact. You can launch the Equinox upgrade from your onboard computer.
  • Slippy: This sure is a big planet. Where to you want me?
  • We have learned much... but the Wardens still guard many secrets. We may find some answers inside another Spire.
  • Sage: Warden artifact analysis commencing.
  • Razor: This could take a bit. When you're ready, come back to the Equinox. by then, Sage should have some good news for us.
  • Kharl: This may be an opportune time to investigate those other Warden Spires!
  • Hunter: It's not a bad idea. Those mods could definitely help in the fights to come.

Returning to the Equinox[]

  • Razor: Hey, welcome back! The analysis just wrapped up. Judge, tell us what we got.
  • Judge: Using St. Grand's artifact, we can now translate Warden encryptions, giving us access to the Legion's communication network.
  • Mason: That's amazing! Have we picked anything up?
  • Judge: We intercepted a repeating transmission. Streaming the video to your onboard computer now.
  • Grax: My children, my believers. The Wardens have bestowed us with another gift. A storm will cover Sonatus, as the Prime re-awakens.
  • Levi: Dude. What. The heck. Was that.
  • Razor: That mask. The guys that took St. Grand, they were wearing those masks! Sage, send this to Eli. That has to be Grax.
  • Shaid: No. No way. You don't know what you're saying.
  • Kharl: Grax or otherwise, this video confirms it. This fellow is controlling the Legion. And he just released another on Sonatus!
  • Hunter: Then we need to head there immediately.

Sonatus[]

Distress call[]

  • Shaid: Sonatus. Whole place is like a living musical instrument. Gorgeous, too. Yeah, a girl could settle down in a place like that.
  • Slippy: I’m on my way.
  • Kharl: Ah, I do have a colleague on Sonatus. Perhaps she's seen something?
  • Hunter: Put her through.
  • Kharl: Now where did I put her code... Ah, there we are. (Static) Dr. Wilder, are you there? Fern, pick up!
  • Fern: Kharl?! Look, I'm evacuating the workshop. I'll have to call you later.
  • Kharl: Then you've seen the Prime? Fascinating, isn't it?
  • Fern: No! I mean, yes, but-Kharl, the Prime. It's planting Extractors. The Warden Harvest is starting again.
  • Kharl: No, it can't be.
  • Fern: I know. It sounds insane but... I know what I saw. The Legion. They'll overrun all of Sonatus.
  • Kharl: The whole planet?! Impossible!
  • Fern: I'm sorry. I have to go.
  • Mason: Hold on, we're coming to help!

Arrival on Sonatus[]

  • Slippy: I made it! Doctor, are you still on the line? I need the Prime's location.
  • Fern: The Prime? I don't know. It was moving so fast.
  • Slippy: Hmm. Maybe there's a way to track it down! Any ideas?
  • Fern: No, I- wait. I don't know if it'll work but, the Extractor it planted - you need to do there.
  • Slippy: Will do. And don't worry. I won't rest until this thing is good and gone!
  • Fern: Kharl, what's happening? Who are these people?
  • Levi: Hashtag Starlink, yo!
  • Kharl: They're trustworthy. I'll explain later. For now, what can they do to help?
  • Fern: Oh. Well, when the Prime Legion plants Extractors, my theory is they maintain a connection. So if you can sever those connections, the Prime should react, giving you its location.
  • Slippy: So destroy the Extractors to find the Prime. That shouldn't be too hard.
  • Slippy: Uh oh, the storm is interfering with my engines!
  • Fern: The Extractor emits electrical pollution. Your flight engines may not work.
  • Slippy: That's okay. I can still do this!
  • Slippy: (Destroys Extractor) Ha! You're not so tough!
  • Fern: That's amazing! I'm picking up a signal but it's faint. Wait.. there's another Extractor.
  • Kharl: The Prime planted another? So soon?
  • Slippy: Sounds like another job for Slippy!
  • Fern: So where did you say you were from? You can destroy Extractors but you're no Outlaws.
  • Kharl: A planet called Dirt!
  • Mason: Well, Earth. But close.
  • Kharl: More importantly, their flagship has a Nova drive!
  • Fern: Ah, really? Oh I'd love to study it.
  • Levi: Oh dude, you should come with us! Look, we're outta beds, but you can just do what I do and sleep in Hunter's ship.
  • Hunter: Uh, you what?
  • Fern: Maybe later. Have you found the second Extractor?
  • Slippy: Almost there.
  • Slippy: And another! I'm not doing so bad, huh. What's the situation?
  • Fern: The Prime just planted another Extractor, If you can destroy it, I think that should work. But you need to hurry. These Extractors. They're doing so much damage. I don't know if Sonatus will ever recover.
  • Chase: Argh, it makes me so mad! This planet is gorgeous! How could - argh!!! Grax is gonna pay for what he's done.
  • Fern: Is it true? Is someone really controlling the Legion?
  • Kharl: I'm afraid so. Somehow this Grax character has access to Warden technology.
  • Fern: And he's using it to regrow the Legion? How would he even acquire the Nova to do it?
  • Mason: He took our ship's core. Would that be enough?
  • Fern: Perhaps. I would need to take a look inside the Prime to know more.
  • Levi: So what's St. Grand got to do with it? Grax didn't even ask for a ransom. You know, in TV they're always asking for a ransom, right? (Gasp) Ahh! Oh, what if he doesn't have our phone number?
  • Chase: Guess we'll ask him when we find him.

Extractors destruction[]

  • Slippy: That's three. Any word on the Prime?
  • Fern: Yes! I knew it would work! Now let me see. The Prime is... there! Quickly, before it plants more!
  • Slippy: I'll go so fast you won't even see me!
  • Slippy: Hey, the waypoint's moving!
  • Fern: The Prime is fast for its size. You'll have to hurry.
  • Slippy: Got the Prime in my sights.
  • Fern: That's it. Look how it moves!
  • Fox: Watch out. You haven't faced anything like this since we left Lylat. Use Starlink to gear up with the best equipment you got. There's no holding back.
  • Fern: When its armor opens, that's your chance to strike. Get in front of it!
  • Fern: You've damaged it! I think it's trying to escape... We don't want to lose track of it, you'd better follow.
  • Fern: Wait! Its underside looks exposed! Quick - shoot the midsection!
  • Slippy: I did it! Fox, did you see me out there?! That was incredible!
  • Kharl: Not a moment too soon!
  • Fox: That was great, Slippy! Nice work!
  • Chase: Woah, nice one!
  • Fern: Incredible! Kharl... the Legion. They're shutting down!
  • Kharl: What? What do you mean?
  • Fern: They're dormant! The Prime draws energy from each of its Extractors. What if destroying the Prime left that energy with nowhere to go? This could be the answer to stopping the Legion once and for all... The Prime must have a Nova core, can you bring it to me?
  • Fern: Great, I can't wait to study this. I just need to make a few arrangements and I'll meet you back at the... what do you call your ship again?
  • Slippy: They call it the Equinox! Does that mean you're coming?
  • Fern: Of course! Don't you feel it? Everything that's going on - it's just the beginning and you're at the heart of it. Besides, I can't let Kharl have all the fun. Oh, and if your ship needs a tune up, the workshop is at your disposal. Using the natural defenses of Atlas various life forms, we've developed some very unique mods. You should take a look!
  • Razor: Sounds good. Alright everyone, see you back at the Equinox.

Grax's Master Plan[]

  • Levi: Woah.
  • Chase: Razor. We did good, mano.
  • Mason: We did. That's the last sample.
  • Fern: It's going to take some time to analyze this core.
  • Rankor: Well pick up the pace, we gotta hit 'em while they're down.
  • Mason: We will, Rankor. We just need to figure out where these Primes are coming from first.
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Grax: It is ready. Arkom. He stays until the cycle completes.
  • (Equinox)
  • Kharl: Here's what we know... The Prime is of Warden design. Its main purpose is to gather Electrum, ...which can be refined into Nova... ...and Nova can activate more Primes.
  • Chase: But Grax can't tum Electrum into Nova... Can he?
  • Mason: St Grand can. He learned how to make Nova by studying Judge. But now...
  • Razor: No...
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Male Cult Member: Look. The cycle completes.
  • Female Cult Member: A shame it is only enough for one.
  • Male Cult Member: One will be enough. His crew continues to resist... ...but they will be swept away by the Dreadnought.
  • Female Cult Member: What is he doing? Move!
  • St Grand: Guhh!
  • Female Cult Member: What's this...? Look! He's...
  • St Grand: (fights against the male cult member) Hhng!
  • Hunter: We've got to get St. Grand back now... before Grax is able to cover Atlas in Extractors. Razor, you and I will take point.
  • Razor: Finally.
  • Hunter: We are few in numbers, but armies smaller than ours have defeated -
  • Shaid: *laughs*. You guys. An army. Look, it's like Hunter said. Grax is just gonna keep getting stronger and stronger. I'm looking out for myself, you guys should too.
  • Mason: Shaid... you're right! We should split up!
  • Levi: Dude, that's intense!
  • Mason: There aren't enough of us. The Legion is growing... ...we need to keep growing. We spread out, find help from every planet in Atlas.
  • Hunter: If we split up, we'll get picked off one by one.
  • Mason: Not while we have Starlink! We can combine our strengths from everywhere in Atlas.
  • Razor: The more of us there are, the stronger each of us is.
  • Mason: Exactly!
  • (Meanwhile)
  • Grax: The Wardens saved us. They gave us a path to the stars. Brought us out of a life of darkness. Now, what are we? Lost. I have found the key. We will redeem those unworthy. I send you forth in... ...the Dreadnought! As the Wardens willed: Sacrifice the worlds of Atlas to the Harvest of Electrum.
  • St. Grand: What have I done?

Vylus[]

Heading to Vylus[]

  • Fern: We still don't know where the Primes are coming from. But using the core's data, we can now see where they ended up.
  • Razor: Good. Because it looks like two more Primes just landed.
  • Hunter: To follow their progress, I've added an Alliance Tracker to each planet. It will tell us how Legion infested each planet has become, and how many allies we've made to push them back.
  • Levi: So what's it mean when one of the Prime icons just like flips out? 'Cause the one on the bottom's goin' crazysauce.
  • Fern: You're right. The Prime alert on Vylus, it's gone.
  • Sage: Starlink Database updated!
  • Chase: What happened? Is the Prime gone or what?
  • Mason: We should take a look. Maybe someone's out there.
  • Razor: Your call. Just remember to check your Starmap. Our army needs to grow faster than the Legion. And the Alliance Tracker's our best way of keeping up to date.
  • Levi: So who we gonna recruit next? Like a dino bro? A plant man?
  • Chase: Levi, I don't think you're supposed to call them plants.
  • Eli: I been called worse.
  • Fern: Whoever we find, we need to find them fast. The Legion are growing. First the raiding parties, then Extractors, now Primes. I believe our next target may be the hardest of all.

Arrival at Vylus[]

  • Slippy: I'm on Vylus. So, I just dismantle a few Extractors to find the Prime, right?
  • Razor: Negative. Looks like everything's dormant here. But Sage picked up the Prime's electrical pulse when it went out. I'll put a waypoint on it.
  • Slippy: Oh, well that'll make things easy!
  • Slippy: Oo, that smells like dinner! Delicious!
  • Kharl: Those are bile pools! That enchanting fragrance is a bacterial reaction insulating Vylus' plethora of rare mineral deposits.
  • Slippy: Oh. Maybe not so delicious then.
  • Slippy: Hey, the Prime's here, but it looks like someone took care of it already.
  • Galla: You there! Over here!
  • Slippy: Hi there. Is that Prime your handiwork?
  • Galla: We fought as one. But I alone survived.
  • Slippy: What do you mean-Oh. Ooooohhhh. I'm so sorry!
  • Galla: I don't need your condolences. I need my ship repaired. One of the monsters escaped.
  • Slippy: Of course! Anything I can do!
  • Galla: That will do it. Now I have a Crush Giant to track down.
  • Slippy: Wow. Look, you need to take a break. Let me handle it!
  • Galla: You're capable?
  • Slippy: Yyyyes...? Probably?
  • Galla: ...Fine. I could use a moment to pay my respects. Once the Giant's gone, report my armory.
  • Slippy: Hey, did you guys hear any of that? She's really cool, huh.
  • Hunter: She's just the kind of recruit we need.
  • Razor: We'll see. Keep on this one and let us know what you find.
  • Slippy: Enemy robot ahead! And an ugly one too!
  • Hunter: If you have a Statis weapon, now's the time to use it.
  • Slippy: Take that! I'm turning into a real ace pilot out here!
  • Hunter: Nice work. We should go tell the Prospector it's done. I'm curious to see this armory of hers.
  • Shaid: So a Prospector with an armory. Haven't seen that before.
  • Eli: When a maniacal bird starts droppin' giant robots outta the sky, refinin" Electrum kinda loses its shine.
  • Shaid: Didn't stop you.
  • Eli: Til now. Wasn't gonna fight this war on my own. Ha!
  • Shaid: That's what I'm saying. Joining Starlink's a world apart from building your own army. This girl's got guts.
  • Levi: Oooo, Shaid's got a lady crush.
  • Shaid: Yeah, let's talk about crushes. Hey Chase, Levi finally wants to tell you something.
  • Chase: What's that?
  • Levi: WHAT?! Why would you - no no no, that's... totally not - no- I mean uh --- oh hey, is that... oh man, it's Grax?! I think I just saw him, just like, uh fly past in uh ahh... ah forget it.

Galla's Armory[]

  • Slippy: Look at the fortifications on that thing! Glad I'm not on her bad side.
  • Galla: Pilot, tell me the Giant's down.
  • Slippy: Yup, like promised!
  • Galla: Good. So you've come to train with me here at the armory?
  • Slippy: Oh! No, actually. I'm here to track down some guy named Grax. He's controlling the Legion, and we need all the help we can get.
  • Galla: Ah, and you want my help. We can't fight for you. Not when we're fighting for our own survival.
  • Slippy: Totally understandable. But maybe you can help more than you think! Take this armory. Seems handy!
  • Galla: Well, it is not as easy as simply constructing a building. You'd need to inspire a world's residents to fight, and give them the hope they can win. To start, you could convince the expedition on vylus to join your cause, even in times of stress, life persists. And it's worth defending. Select a location on Vylus for your Expedition allies, and then build an observatory for them.
  • Slippy: An observatory. Cool!
  • Slippy: This should get you started!
  • Sage: Outpost construction initiated.
  • Kharl: Ah, look at that Starmap! Now we can see this part of the planet no matter where we are.
  • Hunter: Also, you'll see our numbers have increased on the Alliance Tracker. The more residents of Atlas we inspire, the more secure this planet becomes.
  • Slippy: I've always said: the more friends, the better! So what's next?
  • Galla: Now you must unite the Prospectors on Vylus. Build a refinery. Its resources will give us strength and hope in the coming fight.
  • Slippy: Alright, one refinery coming right up!
  • Slippy: (airplane noise) Here comes the cash!
  • Arbor Refinery: Ok, let's get to work! We're behind you Starlink.
  • Eli: Sweet as sunshine. Now that we got a steady flow of cash, should be easier to tie down the rest of this dirtball.
  • Galla: The planet, tallies to your cause, You must go on. Continue to build and make allies with those who have yet to see the light. You may also upgrade existing outposts. That will certainly earn you friends. Once we have a secure hold on Vylus, it'll be time to build an armory of your own.
  • Sage: Warning. Unknown vessel approaching.
  • Slippy: What? Where?
  • Sage: Error report. Area clear.
  • Slippy: Uh huh... weird...
  • Galla: It's time to turn the tides on Vylus, friend. Meet with me at the armory.
  • Sage: Proximity warning. A new Prime has arrived on Vylus.
  • Razor: Dang it. Galla, you got enough troops to hold it back?
  • Galla: Not for long. But I've another solution. Quickly, continue to my armory.
  • Sage: Warning: Outlaw vessel approaching.
  • Slippy: Whoa. Deja vu.
  • Sage: Error report. Area clear.
  • Slippy: Okay. Something's broken here.
  • Razor: What do you mean?
  • Slippy: Well Sage says there's a ship and then there's not a ship and then there's a ship and then there's not a ship. See what I mean?
  • Galla: The people are ready to take up arms, frail as they may be. But I'll turn these revolutionaries into soldiers yet. Your efforts have made this possible. I offer you this, the blueprints to my armory. Find a location for it on Vylus. I will gather everyone and direct them your way. Do not dally. The more Primes that arrive, the less we can afford to wait.
  • Slippy: Wow, thanks! This is gonna make all the difference!
  • Slippy: More resources headed your way.
  • First Guard Armory: Nice work, chief! The Legion aren't gonna know what hit 'em. Ready for deployment!
  • Galla: This unit will issue patrols and, while they cannot hold the Legion back forever, they will protect other outposts as best they can. It's also equipped with defensive turrets that will repel any foe. What's more, they can be placed anywhere, to help us maintain a strategic edge against our enemies. Your deeds give me heart. Now that Vylus is secure, I cannot stand idly by as other planets suffer. I will join your cause. Atlas will be ours once more.
  • Mason: They will, thanks.
  • Razor: Gotta cut things short, guys. The sage readings you picked up - I'm thinkin' it's an issue with your ship.
  • Slippy: No way! I always take very good care of my ships. It has to be something else.
  • Razor: It's worth checking out. Wrap it up when you're ready and we'll take a look under the hood when you're back.

Search and Rescue[]

  • Razor: Good, you're back. I need you to pull into the What's that? Slippy, watch out!
  • Sorren: I'm not a threat so you can hold your fire.
  • Slippy: Hold up... You're the reason Sage has been acting up! You were following me. Was it a cloaking device or an IFF disrupter or... You know, we can talk about the mechanisms later.
  • Sorren: You've been making noise. First Sonatus. Then Vylus. I wanted to see for myself.
  • Slippy: You could've just said "hi." What do you want?
  • Sorren: It'll be easier if I show you.
  • St. Grand: (cough) I can only hope you're all still alive -- I don't have much time. I'm on this massive ship (cough) called a Dreadnought. It's releasing these -- I don't know what you'd call them, they're enormous -- A maniac and his cult are behind all of this. Grax (cough)...Grax, he...he needed me because... What's important now is that you destroy this Dreadnought. The coordinates are encoded into this message. Hurry, before -.
  • ???: Check this room. (St. Grand promptly shuts off the communicator)
  • Mason: St. Grand! He's alive!
  • Kharl: This Dreadnought must be where the Primes are coming from!
  • Fern: He's barely hanging on.
  • Chase: We have to help him!
  • Razor: Hold on! How did you get this? Who are you?
  • Sorren: Grax took someone from me. I want him stopped and when met your friend, he told me you're the ones to do it.
  • Mason: And we will. Come on, guys! We finally know where St. Grand is! This is our chance!
  • Razor: I know. (resolute sigh) Okay. But you're not going it alone. If we do this, we do it together.
  • Levi: Yes! I call dibs!
  • Sorren: Don't be too quick about it. The Dreadnoughts are powered by the Primes. If there are Primes still out there, you're in for a fight you might not come out of.
  • Razor: I'll update the Starmap with the coordinates. When you're close, gimme a ring. We'll send in the cavalry.
  • Slippy: Sounds like a plan! I'll report in on the way.
  • Slippy: Alright, I'm heading for the Dreadnought.
  • Razor: Hold up, Sage is picking up a close-range Legion transmission. But, it's using our encryption code... Putting it through.
  • St. Grand: (static) I'm on the Dreadnought. I'll try to find a way out but, in case I don't: I'm sorry.
  • Mason: St. Grand! Razor, tell him we're here!
  • Razor: It's a recording. I don't know if I can patch us through.
  • Mason: Well you gotta try!
  • Razor: What do you think I'm doing?
  • Shaid: Look, none of you are gonna be any help so long as that thing's operational.
  • Slippy: But how do we take it down? We don't even know what it is!
  • Hunter: Keep on the approach. We'll assess the situation from there.
  • Slippy: The Dreadnought! That's the biggest space ship I've ever seen!
  • Razor: Sorren, you brought us here. Any bright ideas?
  • Sorren: There's only one way around that armor. But you're not gonna like it. First step is to take out those battery cannons.
  • Slippy: Copy that!
  • Mason: What about St. Grand?
  • Razor: Still working on it!
  • Sage: Proximity Alert: Legion Dreadnought. Hyperdrive disabled. Warning: Dreadnaught defenses engaged. Prepare for battle.
  • Sage: Interior exposed. Entry is now possible. Interior controls enabled.
  • Razor: There! Got a connection! St. Grand? Can you hear me?
  • St. Grand: (static) Razor? Is it really you? Thank goodness you're alright.
  • Mason: St. Grand! We're here! We're coming to rescue you!
  • St. Grand: Mason! I knew you could do it. I have so much to tell you.
  • Razor: You can tell us all about it when you're back. We ve been saving your seat.
  • St. Grand: Hmm, that sounds good. Listen, I need you to destroy the reactor.
  • Razor: What about you?
  • St. Grand: Don't worry. I think you've caused enough of a distraction for me to find my own way out. Just take out that reactor!
  • Slippy: Got it!
  • Razor: Now get out of there! That means you too, St. Grand.
  • St. Grand: I'm on my way!
  • Slippy: This is gonna be close!

Death of St. Grand[]

  • Rankor: He's coming in hot!
  • Chase: Oh no!
  • Hunter: Watching out!
  • Kharl: My stars!
  • Razor: St. Grand!
  • Hunter: Give me a hand.
  • Razor: Over here! Hurry!
  • Mason: Stay with us!
  • Hunter: Hang in there.
  • Chase: Is he OK?
  • Hunter: Help me get him up!
  • Chase: What's going on?
  • Rankor: He's losing it! His body has been infected with a foreign neurotoxin. Life signs are fading -
  • Mason: Then do something!!
  • Chase: Careful!
  • Razor: He doesn't look good.
  • St. Grand: No... No, it's okay. come closer. Grax held me on a Warden station. Judge... I saw something. Follow the Wardens. (he takes his last breath and meets his demise)
  • Mason: No. No.
  • Chase: He's... he's gone.
  • Hunter: (As Mason runs, he gets a hold of his arm) You did your best. We all did.
  • Mason: Our best? He's dead, Hunter. What good is our best now?
  • (scene change)
  • Chase: After the accident, it's all anyone wanted to talk about. They treated me like I was... weak. But I'm not. St. Grand, he saw that. He brought me aboard and I met all of you and... I never got to thank him for that.
  • Levi: He took me in when no one else would.
  • Chase: Levi, you broke in.
  • Levi: Yeah, but he didn't call the cops.
  • Mason: I was so pumped to be part of this trip, part of this crew. St. Grand saw me talking, next thing l knew, here I was in Atlas. St. Grand made me believe I could do anything... But now he's gone. I guess he was wrong about me.
  • Shaid: Ok, that's enough. Listen, I've lost people before, you don't go wanna down that road. If you hadn't been here, St. Grand would have died for nothing. You need to be here.
  • Mason: Why?
  • Shaid: Who else is gonna get us out of this mess?
  • Judge: You could not have prevented St Grand's death. But you can shape what comes next. We must halt the Legion's progress here, before it can escape Atlas.

Take Back the World[]

Kirite[]

  • Mason: Okay, guys. Judge is right. Grax isn't going to stop until we end this. We're not gonna let him hurt anyone else.
  • Chase: But St. Grand said he was on a "Warden Station". Do we even know where that is?
  • Mason: Maybe. Let's head to Kirite. I'll explain on the way. Kharl, you said the only Warden structures in the Pleiades are in Atlas, right?
  • Kharl: Ah yes, however my extensive research has only uncovered tombs and Warden Spires. Nothing large enough to launch a Dreadnought!
  • Mason: Not in Atlas A. But what about Atlas other stars?
  • Levi: Dude, I only see one star. (gasp) Oh, they're invisible!
  • Chase: Levi, Atlas has three stars. St. Grand briefed us on the way here.
  • Fern: It's a valid theory: this Warden station could very well be in Atlas B or C. But they're both billions of miles from here.
  • Razor: Too close for the spindrive and too far to fly. We'd never make it.
  • Mason: So we use Starlink!
  • Shaid: That can't be your answer to everything.
  • Mason: What? No, all we need to do is extend the range. The only problem is getting enough power.
  • Razor: Is that even possible?
  • Mason: That's why we're going to Kirite. I'm hoping our allies can help.
  • Sage: Warning: Three Dreadnaughts detected. Legion broadcast incoming.
  • Tak Vega: Attention residents of Kirite. This is captain Tak Vega, and I am here to take the Trade Sector for Grax. Prepare to be annihilated.
  • Shaid: Oh good. A greeting party.
  • Hunter: Hmm. The Dreadnought is driven not by the Legion but by a cult member. Grax's plan is advancing.
  • Slippy: Uh oh, There's something really wrong with Kirite!
  • Razor: What? Hold up, the Starmap... Kirite's covered in Extractors.
  • Kharl: My stars! How is this possible?
  • Shaid: Guess we gotta find some friends somewhere else.
  • Mason: No! We can't abandon our friends, especially now. The alliance has to stay strong.
  • Hunter: Agreed. We must adapt to overcome our obstacles. We can't let the Legion advance.
  • Chase: Yeah! We're Starlink. We never give up!
  • Shaid: Alright, alright, color me inspired. So we take back Kirite. Then what?
  • Mason: Then we do the impossible. Like always.
  • Slippy: Okay, what do I need to get started?
  • Razor: We need to take out the Extractors to get the Prime. Once we got room, we can start laying down some outposts.
  • Hunter: Also, we should seek out support from our allies. If we help them, they'll grow stronger, as will our alliance.
  • Slippy: We'll turn this planet back around in no time!
  • Judge: More Starlink towers remain to be built. You will need to find an appropriate location for another one if we are to have any hope of defeating Grax.
  • Razor: Nice. The Starmap's looking a lot better. Our alliance too.
  • Mason: Great! We're going to need all the help we can get.
  • Razor: So you got a way to reach Grax?
  • Fern: Yes! As Mason said, we need to extend Starlink's range. The issue is having enough power to do it. So we've been in the lab designing a structure that can both store Nova and teleport it directly to the Equinox. Sort of like a mini-Starlink. Even better: it won't just be us powering Starlink but our allies as well.
  • Levi: Wait, wait that's what you were drawing this whole time? Man, you shoulda put some big machine guns and like a nuclear missiles on that thing!
  • Razor: And what exactly was your contribution in the lab?
  • Levi: Huh? No nothing. Hey, I've been banned ever since I built that pyro theme park for the lab mice. Remember that?
  • Razor: Ugh. How could I forget.
  • Mason: Heh. Well, we're almost there. Just a few more outposts to build and some Extractors to take down, and we'll be ready.
  • Kharl: Ha! I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it myself. Kirite is secure once again! For the most part.
  • Mason: Yes! Now that we have Kirite's expedition and Prospectors on board, we're almost ready to start building the first Starlink Tower.
  • Mason: Great work! We have the all resources we need. Now it's the same as any other outpost. We just need to find a good spot to build. Once the first Starlink Tower is done, we can figure out how many we'll need to reach Grax.
  • Levi: Then I'm gonna kick that ugly beak boy's butt!
  • Chase: Not if I get there first!
  • Sage: Nova link established.
  • Slippy: It's working!
  • Razor: Whoa, we shoulda juiced up the Equinox a long time ago. Check this out.
  • Slippy: What is it?
  • Razor: I think I can boost our scanners for just a... yes! Got something. Reading Legion activity near Atlas B.
  • Chase: Yes, way to go! Mason, you were right! That's gotta be Grax!
  • Kharl: Using Starlink to get there will be quite the Challenge, but it can be done! By my calculations, we'll need one Starlink Tower per sector.
  • Mason: Great! We already have the Trade Sector covered. That means we need two more.
  • Razor: So, looking at the Starmap... the Frontier Sector includes Vylus and Tundria. Shouldn't be too hard to get a tower there. The one in the Dark Sector... that needs to go on Ashar or Necrom. That'll be the toughest. I'd say save it for last, but the perks we get from securing the planet might be more advantageous early on.
  • Slippy: And it's all up to me, huh. Wow. Okay. I can do this.

Vylus/Tundria[]

  • Slippy: Got another tower up!
  • Mason: Great job! Starlink reconfiguration is coming along too. Now that we narrowed down the station to Atlas B, I just need to tune the accuracy. But then we should be good to go.
  • Razor: Good to hear. While you're working on that, let's make sure to nail those Dreadnoughts. It's not a requirement, but it'll probably make the fight against Grax a heck of a lot easier.
  • Shaid: Yeah. Don't wanna get caught with our pants down.
  • Levi: No worries there, I haven't been wearing pants this whole time.
  • Hunter: Levi, we talked about this...

Ashar/Necrom[]

  • Slippy: Got another tower up!
  • Chase: Does that mean we're ready to go?
  • Mason: All set up here. The tachyonic field'll be unstable, but if we're correct, we'll be sent right to Grax's front door.
  • Shaid: And if you're wrong, we end up in the middle of the sun.
  • Fern: Actually, you're not too far off. Our projections show our landing zone will be just a few thousand miles outside it.
  • Razor: Isn't that a little close?
  • Fern: Not in this case, it seems Grax has built some type of solar shield. The Warden Station is likely orbiting the star itself.
  • Slippy: He's orbiting the sun? And I thought Andross was crazy.
  • Razor: You did great work. St. Grand, well, he'd be proud. Come back to the Equinox when you're ready. We'll be waiting.

Returning to the Equinox[]

  • Razor: Welcome back. Everyone ready to do this?
  • Mason: Starlink reconfiguration's complete. Just need to do the finishing touches and we'll be good to go.

Enter the Warden Station[]

  • Razor: No turning back now.
  • Shaid: Not when you're messing with a black hole in the middle of the ship.
  • Mason: It's ok. We've got this.
  • Startail: Hehe. Yeah!
  • Sage: Starlink Singularity Manual Calibration Initiated.
  • Mason: We've got this.
  • Everyone: Bah! What!
  • Levi: (drops his phone as Startail laughs in amusement): Aahh!
  • Razor: What's going on?
  • Kharl: The ships! They're interfering with the calibration!
  • Mason: ARGHHH!!!
  • Sage: Warning: Miscalibration detected.
  • Mason: Ugh! No!
  • Hunter: Mason!!
  • Mason: Ngh!
  • Hunter: Mason! Are you okay? (Mason gives a thumbs up)
  • Chase: We did it!
  • Judge: Now we face our final test: Grax.
  • Razor: Warden Station here we come.
  • Sage: Starlink re-calibrated.

Behind Enemy Lines[]

  • Slippy: I'm here.
  • Chase: Whoa. These Dreadnoughts are all busted up.
  • Razor: Not all of them. Check it, 9 o'clock, Doesn't seem like they're active though.
  • Sorren: For now. But we spent time getting here. Time Grax used to collect Nova. Soon as these Dreadnoughts are fueled up...
  • Mason: We won't let it happen!
  • Fern: I'm afraid it only gets worse. The Warden Station - it's not orbiting the solar shield. It's inside of it.
  • Chase: Inside?! That's crazy!
  • Levi: Okay you're telling me we STILL can't reach Grax? After all this?!
  • Mason: No. There has to be a way in.
  • Shaid: Hey geniuses, if that shield's so tough, how's that Dreadnought getting through?
  • Fern: You're right! Maybe if we disguised our vessel codes somehow...
  • Levi: Dude, hold up. If the Dreadnought can go through the shield, why don't we just go through the Dreadnought?
  • Hunter: That... isn't a bad idea.
  • Shaid: Seriously? We all head in there, we'll be sitting ducks.
  • Hunter: Then only one of us goes, I'm not sure we have other options.
  • Razor: Wait, I'm getting something.
  • Sage: Warning. Legion Drakes incoming.
  • Hunter: Everyone, prepare to engage!
  • Hunter: Watch out! The Dreadnought's sending more Drakes our way!
  • Chase: They just keep coming!
  • Mason: We're running out of time. One of us needs to fly through that Dreadnought or we'll lose our chance.
  • Slippy: I'm ready!
  • Razor: Are you sure? Once you're on the other side, we won't be there to help.
  • Slippy: I've been training my whole life for this! I can do it!
  • Mason: Okay. We'll handle the Drakes. But you have to go now!
  • Mason: The Dreadnought can defend itself while it's coming through the shield. So just hit the missile hatch and go straight for the core!
  • Hunter: Nice, Head in. we'll cover you!
  • Sage: Interior controls enabled.
  • Slippy: I'm inside and heading for the reactor.
  • Razor: Hey, Sage is reading an energy spike from the (static) station. No chance we'll be able to- (static)
  • Sage: Starlink communication disrupted.
  • Slippy: Okay. Time to get serious.
  • Grax: Starlink... come to bend to my will at last.
  • Slippy: (angry) Grax! I'm coming for you! You're finished!
  • Grax: Ha ha. Yes. The Harvest of Atlas is over. Your efforts to stop me have failed. My Legion has fed on its Nova and now we take to the stars… Perhaps I'll visit yours.
  • Slippy: Hey, my system is off-limits! You leave it alone!
  • Slippy: There's the core!
  • Slippy: It's gonna blow! Got it!
  • Sage: The Warden Station is ahead. Good luck.

Final Battle with Grax[]

  • Slippy: Alright, Grax. I'm here. Now where are you?!
  • Grax: (cackles) I am in the stars. I am on very planet in Atlas. I surround you. So come bear witness, as I claim every world in this galaxy.
  • Slippy: YYou'll have to get through ME first!
  • Grax: My Legion, rid me of this blemish.
  • Slippy: Haven't I fought enough Legion already? Geez!
  • Grax: You thought you would challenge me? The Wardens lifted me from darkness. They gave me Nova. They chose me. You, huh. you are a speck of dust on the pages of history.
  • Slippy: Come on, Grax. This is getting boring. You must have something up that big sleeve of yours!
  • Grax: You lash out like a child at power you don't understand. Just as the old Wardens did. In their fear, they abandoned the Legion. You seek to destroy them. But I... I have made them so much more.
  • Grax: Now I am the Warden! My Legion Scion will lead the Harvest, and cast this galaxy into a new age.
  • Slippy: Riiiight, but weren't the Wardens a lot taller?
  • Grax: Your leader understood. He tasted power and came here to claim it, just as I did.
  • Slippy: That's a lie!
  • Grax: What arrogance. To think you could challenge a god. You will bow before this is over.
  • Grax: Witness the power of a Warden reborn!
  • Slippy: The Scion is melting the station! Grax, you need to stop this, now!
  • Grax: No, I will not bend! The Wardens gave me this power. It is mine to control! Give up!
  • Grax: Your sacrifice will not be in vain.
  • Slippy: It's vulnerable! Now's my chance!
  • Grax: [defeated] No!
  • Slippy: Ha! It's over! I won!
  • Grax: (panting heavily) No...

Escaping the Forgotten Legion[]

  • Sage: Starlink communication re-established.
  • Razor: Yes, you made it! Look, the shield's collapsing. Soon as that thing goes, we all burn. So get through the portal. Now!
  • Slippy: I'm on my way!
  • Grax: Why did the Wardens allow my Scion to fall? You! You've cursed me!
  • Slippy: Aw man, he's still here?
  • Mason: What?! I'm turning around!
  • Slippy: No, get through the portal! I can do this!
  • Mason: Okay. Hurry!
  • [Grax appears]
  • Grax: I will destroy you!
  • Slippy: No Grax. You're the bad guy here. and the bad guys always lose!
  • Grax: Then our paths both end here!
  • Grax: [defeated] Nooo!
  • Slippy: I did it! I really did it!
  • Slippy: Oh right, the portal! I can still make it!

Ending[]

  • Hunter: So, Shaid, are you going to join us?
  • Chase: OK, try it now.
  • Razor: What's this about, anyway?
  • Levi: Oh, you'll see...
  • Hunter: Whoa. Nice shot.
  • Shaid: Thanks.
  • Chase: Here it is.
  • Levi: Boom!
  • ???: Nice!
  • Mason: Grax is gone. Atlas is free again, thanks to you. We can be proud of what we accomplished here.
  • Levi: Yeah!
  • [everyone cheers]
  • Judge: St. Grand would be proud. But he saw something on that Station... the answers we seek.
  • Mason: This isn't the end, Judge. Your home is out there somewhere... ..and we'll find it.
  • Chase: Levi, put that camera away. This face is wanted in seven systems.

Epilogue[]

  • Sage: Anomaly detected.
  • Eli: [sighs] Well, looks like we ain't done here yet.

St. Grand's Secrets[]

This mission becomes available after completing Haven for the first time and fulfilling all three of Eli's requests. As the player progresses the main campaign, more of these missions will become available over time.

Digging for Data[]

  • Razor: Hey guys, damage report says a bunch of data canisters from St. Grand's lab got spaced when we were attacked. They came down planetside - uploading the impact site.
  • Chase: That's not just data. That's his life's work. His dreams.
  • Hunter: It's Nova research. And a security risk.
  • Mason: We need to get those canisters back.
  • Levi: No hard drive gets left behind?
  • Razor: The data canisters are hardwired with transponders that'll make 'em a whole lot easier to find.
  • Fox: I'm at the impact site - starting my sweep!
  • Fox: Canister zeroed in! Gonna need the vertical thrusters to get up there.
  • Fox: Grabbing the data! Let's see what we've got.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows six canisters remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Zara Lemay.
  • Razor: What!? There's gotta be a mistake. This isn't research!
  • Shaid: Oh I don't know - depends what you're researching...
  • St. Grand: Zara's a typical army brat. Hot-headed. Defiant. She's also the best pilot to ever strap into a cockpit. Zara was top of her class at the Academy - but had a rep. She's not afraid to say what she thinks - and she'll say it right to your face. The week before graduation, she quit. Zara formed a band and thrashed her way through every back-alley club on every continent. Metal is her passion... but there was something missing. She was born to fly. I caught up to Zara at a show in Germany. I needed a second-in-command who would always speak her mind - no matter how bad it got. I pulled Zara out from behind the drums, and put Razor behind the controls of the most advanced fighter this side of the galaxy. For her, flying and music both mean the same thing - freedom.
  • Chase: There's a bunch of other stuff here too. Razor's Academy transcript, her flight record, even a couple of set-lists. Zara, he was proud of you.
  • Razor: He... never told me that.
  • Mason: Razor... you okay?
  • Razor: Yeah. Just nice to hear his voice, y'know?
  • Hunter: I miss St. Grand too - but we need to find that research.
  • Judge: Hmm. Transponder's in that big building. You'll have to find a way inside.
  • Fox: If this place has been abandoned, how come they still have power?
  • Mason: It's gotta be geo-thermal. Unlimited energy drawn right from the planet itself.
  • Fox: Yeah - but I'm gonna need to shut it down.
  • Chase: You think anybody's home?
  • Mason: Doesn't look like anybody's been here for a while.
  • Levi: Ooh - a real alien ghost town!
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows five canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Hunter Hakka.
  • Hunter: Alright, let's hear what you have to say, old man.
  • St. Grand: Hunter comes from a long, proud line of Samoan warriors. He believed he was destined for a life on the battlefield. But war, as it always does, changed everything. Shot down over Pakistan, Hunter spent years in a Himalayan monastery putting his body, and his soul, back together. Hunter reflected on his life, and didn't like what he saw. Shot down over Pakistan, Hunter spent years in a Himalayan monastery putting his body, and his soul, back together. Hunter reflected on his life, and didn't like what he saw. That's where I found Hunter, and offered him a place on the Equinox. He was the only recruit who said no. Hunter is a warrior who knows he's fighting for the right reasons - but only because he's spent his life fighting for all the wrong ones. He's the backbone of this team. I envy his inner strength - just not the path he took to find it.
  • Chase: You turned down a chance to join the Equinox? Why?!
  • Hunter: That's between me and St. Grand.
  • Mason: I can't believe he kept files on us.
  • Razor: Yeah - and what a way to find out.
  • Razor: Getting a hit on another canister. Crashed into the top of that tower.
  • Chase: Well, let's take a look.
  • Levi: Hey Judge - you're like a space-firefly party in a suit, right? Ever get into an argument with yourself?
  • Judge: We are a collective consciousness. There is no 'me' to argue with.
  • Shaid: Ten thousand brains in there and not one of them remembers anything about where you came from or what you are.
  • Judge: I am sorry, Shaid. I do not understand what point you are trying to make.
  • Shaid: Just thinking out loud, that's all.
  • Chase: Quite the gap... You'll need to get that old turbine moving again if you want to make that jump.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows four canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Calisto Da Silva.
  • Chase: I don't know if I wanna hear this.
  • Levi: But I do! Haha, turn it up!
  • St. Grand: Calisto went from champion of the Rachas, the street races, to top of the track - all before she turned sixteen. She's a legend to the Favelas. There's a lot of pressure that comes with being a legend. And that pressure nearly cost Calisto everything. Everyone believed her racing career was over. But to Calisto, it was just a bump in the road. One more challenge to beat. I wanted that kind of resilience for my crew. I needed someone who would never, ever give up. Chase is faster now than before the accident. Stronger, too. Chase isn't broken - she's unbreakable.
  • Chase: Thanks, St. Grand.
  • Mason: This can't be all of them. I mean, you think we missed any?
  • Shaid: Unbelievable. Does everyone in this crew have daddy issues?

Finders Keepers[]

  • Razor: Hey guys, think I found another one. But what's it doing all the way out there?
  • Fox: Starting my sweep!
  • Fox: Locked onto the target!
  • Levi: And a whole lot of flaming wreckage!
  • Shaid: Outlaw. This little guy tried to take off with our canister.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows three canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Levi McCray.
  • Levi: Score!
  • Chase: Am I the only one hoping we wouldn't find this canister?
  • St. Grand: Levi has millions of followers online - and he's earned every single one. When he climbs a peak, when he goes somewhere no one else can, he shares his experience. Levi's gift is showing us how he sees the world - and he does it fearlessly. Levi is also an entitled little brat who snuck aboard my ship. He's oblivious to basic social cues. His obsession with selfies is a textbook case of compulsive narcissism. But little did I suspect that Levi would be one of the best things to happen to our crew. The Equinox wouldn't feel complete without him.
  • Levi: I'm totally gonna post just the first and last parts of that!
  • Hunter: I know what these files mean to everyone, but we're still no closer to the research.
  • Mason: Anyone have an idea who our wanna-be thief is?
  • Shaid: I think I know how to find the rest of the canisters. Scan that wreck.
  • Shaid: That engine's got Medusa class upgrades. Only one gang on Kirite can afford those.
  • Razor: You've run into them before?
  • Shaid: We had a few deals in the past. They didn't all go so well... Putting their hideout on the map. Why thank you, Shaid. Oh you're so welcome guys!
  • Mason: Looks like nobody's home.
  • Shaid: They're probably out finding a buyer. All these guys cared about was money.
  • Razor: Wow, how did you possibly get along?
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows two canisters remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Zevram Va.
  • St. Grand: Rumors say that Zevram was born into a society that values conformity. Unquestioning obedience to authority. A respect for law and order. Let's just say it didn't work out. Zevram is a natural-born pirate and a thief. Before long she had her own crew, her own ship, and a new name - Shaid. But Shaid's ambition was her downfall. She ripped off a large shipment of electrum. It was the biggest heist this side of the Pleiades - but she'd bitten off more than she could chew. When I found Shaid, she was still leading a life of crime. She made it clear that now she works alone. I suspect that behind all that anger and cynicism, Shaid is hiding her deepest secret. She doesn't want anyone to find out that she has a good heart.
  • Chase: Shaid, is that true?
  • Shaid: Can't be - I have no heart.
  • Chase: Oh, okay.
  • Outlaw: Turbo Vampires... protect the vault!
  • Shaid: I can't believe you still have that stupid name.
  • Outlaw: Turbo Vampires is a cool name! Wait - Shaid?! Thought we left you to rot on Haven.
  • Shaid: Oh, you did. And FYI - you never forget your first betrayal.
  • Shaid: On yeah. Better than therapy.
  • Mason: They left us a present - a ship conduit. Just the kind of thing you need to open a vault.
  • Mason: Those wires have to lead somewhere.
  • Razor: So Shaid... or should I say Zevram? Is it okay if I call you Zev?
  • Shaid: Is it okay if I throw you out the airlock?
  • Razor: You're always welcome to try. Zev.
  • Razor: Looks like you've re-routed power back to one of those doors. Take a look and see what's inside!
  • Fox: These guys are seriously paranoid!
  • Shaid: Right. That's my bad. I "might" have stolen all their stuff back in the day. Twice.
  • Chase: Do you rob everyone you come across?
  • Shaid: They robbed me first. What? Don't trust me?
  • Razor: Not one bit.
  • Shaid: Good. You're learning.
  • Fox: This place is fulla' surprises.
  • Razor: Two doors. Two conduits. I think you're on the right track.
  • Fox: Lasers! Seriously!?
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows one canister remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Judge.
  • St. Grand: Years ago, in what seems like another life, I was doing research in the Antarctic. One night, a star fell from the heavens. It was a chunk of raw electrum, and inside, a truly alien species. Thousands of individual creatures existing as a single collective - and they were dying. I built them a protective suit, and gave them a name: Judge. Judge couldn't remember anything about where he came from, or even what he was. But he helped me unlock one of the greatest mysteries of the universe: the power of Nova. With Nova, I built the first Equinox program and began the search for Judge's homeworld. On my second expedition, l made contact with a Bion scientist named Dr. Hespera Thorn. She told me things about Judge's species, known as 'The Swarm', that I couldn't believe. Or maybe I just didn't want to. She asked me to help her finish her research. I said no... but I almost didn't. I have to admit that, after meeting Hespera, I've never looked at Judge the same way. Last I heard she was already in the Atlas system, on the world of Vylus. Perhaps our paths will cross again.
  • Mason: And anyone else find it weird that St. Grand never talked about her? Judge - did you meet Dr. Thorn?
  • Mason: I met Dr. Thorn on one occasion twelve years ago. I was not aware that they had collaborated on any research.
  • Shaid: Ooh - and the plot thickens.
  • Razor: Guys, the manifest says there's still one canister missing. Keep your eyes peeled - it's out there somewhere.
  • Mason: Okay Equinox, we're done here.

Covert Colleague[]

  • Dr. Thorn: Unknown ship, divert course immediately. I'm conducting very important research and don't have time for visitors!
  • Fox: Dr. Thorn? Fox here. Fox McCloud.
  • Mason: We're from the Equinox, and I believe you know our captain, Victor St. Grand.
  • Dr. Thorn: Of course - this is incredible! How is he?!
  • Mason: St. Grand is... gone.
  • Dr. Thorn: I'm sorry child, you must be devastated. Please, come straight to my outpost. We must talk.
  • Dr. Thorn: I believe destiny has brought us together. Years ago, St. Grand and I began a project that could destroy the Legion for good. We parted ways before we could complete our research. For the sake of Atlas, and the galaxy, you must help me finish it.
  • Mason: Guys, I think we should help her.
  • Chase: Didn't St. Grand ditch her way back when?
  • Hunter: I know - but what if Thorn's right and we can stop the Legion?
  • Mason: It's worth the risk. Dr. Thorn - we'll help you finish your research.
  • Dr. Thorn: You've just taken the first step towards saving the galaxy. I'm sending you the co-ordinates of a Swarm artifact that's taken me a century to find. I call it the Keystone.
  • Judge: Dr. Thorn - St. Grand and I have been searching for my species for years. How did you locate the artifact?
  • Dr. Thorn: You brought the Swarm specimen with you!?
  • Mason: Judge is the whole reason we came to Atlas. We're trying to take him home.
  • Dr. Thorn: It's a fool's errand and I fear you'll regret it.
  • Levi: How can you say that?! He's one of us.
  • Dr. Thorn: One of you!? You have no idea what they're capable of - (sigh) Please understand, the Swarm are nothing like our species. They are more like locusts - an unstoppable, destructive force of nature.
  • Mason: If they're so dangerous, why are you even trying to find them?
  • Dr. Thorn: Because The Swarm hold the key to all our futures.
  • Dr. Thorn: The vines have trapped a large chunk of debris. To get to the artifact you re going to need to clear it. Those pods govern the vine's growth - and are laced with potent neuro-toxins. You must remove them. This cave system holds the keystone - but it also holds danger. These vines are far too toxic for me to get close. I've already taken the liberty of scanning your ship - your shielding should keep you safe.
  • Levi: Sweet. It's like gardening - with jets.
  • Dr. Thorn: I find it amazing that you and St. Grand are the same species.
  • Levi: Thank you!
  • Levi: Hey guys, I'm a little freaked out. You don't really think that Judge could be dangerous do you?
  • Judge: Levi, you are aware I am on this frequency, correct?
  • Levi: Oh sorry!
  • Razor: Don't be sorry. I'm worried too - how much do we actually know about it?
  • Chase: So Judge is an "it" now? When did that happen?
  • Razor: The moment I started wondering if Judge was a threat.
  • Mason: Guys, You know Judge can still hear us, right?
  • Judge: Please, do not allow my presence to stop you. You are all clearly concerned.
  • Hunter: Look, I don't like it either. Too many unknowns.
  • Mason: But the unknown is why we're out here.
  • Chase: Yeah - and we all know Judge. He's not dangerous!
  • Hunter: Thought I knew St. Grand too - it seems everyone has their secrets.
  • Fox: The way's clear now.
  • Dr. Thorn: You did it! You recovered an actual Swarm artifact! For a species of short-lived mammals, you are capable of great things.
  • Shaid: Watch who you're calling a mammal.
  • Dr. Thorn: Being here with all of you, it's like he was here too. I see facets of his personality in each one of you... Except for Levi.
  • Levi: Hey!
  • Dr. Thorn: Now bring me the artifact! The fate of a thousand worlds hangs in the balance.

Making History[]

  • Dr. Thorn: Excellent work Equinox! Now place the keystone on top of the central structure. Bringing the two elements together will unlock the power hidden here for so long - and show us the way to The Swarm!
  • Judge: Mason, I am concerned. What if Dr. Thorn is correct and my species is a threat?
  • Mason: I'm not afraid of you, Judge.
  • Judge: Maybe you should be. If I harmed the Equinox I could not forgive myself. St. Grand saved me. Without him, and this crew, I would be lost.
  • Dr. Thorn: Mason Rana, I am curious. What did St. Grand tell you about me?
  • Mason: Funny story. He didn't actually mention you. Ever.
  • Dr. Thorn: How strange. He often told me about your world, and how beautiful it is. I hope to see it with my own eyes someday.
  • Mason: What's your planet like?
  • Dr. Thorn: My homeworld was once like your Earth... but now it's a desolate wasteland.
  • Dr. Thorn: Incredible.. You've made it to the top!
  • Fox: What's going on?
  • Dr. Thorn: I was right! I was RIGHT! After so many years - a Swarm scout ship! I only wish St. Grand could see this!
  • Razor: Picking up an energy surge guys! A big one!
  • Judge: I can hear the ship - it is beautiful. Sounds like... singing.
  • Mason: Are there Swarm inside!?
  • Dr. Thorn: This ship is empty - but it's reaching out to contact the hive mind!
  • Razor: The signal's off the charts! It's a burst transmission and it's aimed right at Necrom!
  • Dr. Thorn: That can only mean one thing - there's living Swarm on Necrom! Meet me there as soon as you can - we are so close!
  • Judge: More of my species? This is why St. Grand created the Equinox. Please, we must go to Necrom and find them.

The Living Swarm[]

  • Chase: Whoa. This place is a graveyard.
  • Mason: I've never seen so many Primes in one place - and they re all destroyed. What happened?
  • Hunter: There's Dr. Thorn. Let's ask her.
  • Dr. Thorn: Welcome to our destiny! Can you feel it? This is where everything changes.
  • Mason: What happened to all these Primes?
  • Dr. Thorn: It was The Swarm. The Wardens once owned this planet. Then, the Swarm came for their Electrum. The Wardens tried to protect their harvest, but didn't stand a chance. The Swarm have the ability to merge with the Nova in the Legion machines and possess them. The Legion wasn't fighting the Swarm. it was fighting itself.
  • Dr. Thorn: Equinox! This is it! Live Swarm energy signatures- and they're coming from inside the head of that central Prime!
  • Hunter: How are we gonna get through that armor? We're not packing that kind of firepower.
  • Mason: But these Primes are! We can use their own lasers to punch a hole right through to the Swarm.
  • Dr. Thorn: Excellent thinking Mason Rana! I can see why St. Grand chose you for his expedition.
  • Shaid: You sure it's not his hair?
  • Razor: Yeah. Mason's hair is pretty great.
  • Levi: I like how in zero G, it doesn't even move. Pretty sick.
  • Mason: Can we just focus on the mission? Please?
  • Mason: These Primes still have some juice left in them! Plug that focusing crystal into one of their tails.
  • Levi: Whoa, imagine two Primes fighting it out!
  • Dr. Thorn: I have seen it with my own eyes.
  • Chase: How old are you?
  • Dr. Thorn: Old enough, child.
  • Dr. Thorn: You've freed the core! Now, bring it to me so we can collect our reward!
  • Chase: Guys - I've got a bad feeling about this!
  • Mason: This is our chance to defeat the Legion!
  • Mason: We should finish the mission.
  • Mason: Sorry Chase, we're giving her the Swarm!
  • Dr. Thorn: When the Wardens first arrived, they claimed they were explorers. They gave us a taste of their amazing technology. Tempted us with a bright future amongst the stars. But it was a lie. They took our culture, our freedom, and started stripping our world of its raw electrum. They crushed us under the Legions' heel. Then, one morning, they were gone. There was no warning. No explanation. They just vanished. My people celebrated their newfound freedom - but I could not. The Wardens were gone - but there was nothing preventing them from one day coming back. Every species has a weakness. I crossed the galaxy searching for something to use against the Wardens. It was on a string of barren worlds that I finally found my answer. The Swarm. All I needed was a live specimen - and I had almost given up hope on ever finding one. Until I met St. Grand and Judge. With the amount of Swarm we have found, I could save a star system. With Judge, I could save the galaxy. Give Judge to me. I will take the Swarm, find the Wardens and destroy them.
  • Mason: No. Judge isn't a weapon!
  • Hunter: You heard Mason. The answer is no.
  • Razor: If we handed Judge to you, we'd be no better than Grax!
  • Dr. Thorn: I haven't toiled for centuries to be stopped by you. You have no idea what life was like under the Wardens- well let me give you a taste of it!
  • Mason: The Swarm possessed those Cyclops. but way are they attacking us? Why are they so angry?
  • Judge: They're not angry, they're afraid. They've been locked inside a Prime core for centuries. They think they're still at war. Destroy their Legion hosts, and they'll retreat back to the Prime's core.
  • Mason: What then?
  • Judge: I will attempt to reason with them.
  • Fox: Bogey down!
  • Mason: All the Swarm's back in the core!
  • Judge: You must Starlink the Swarm to the Equinox.
  • Hunter: That's taking some big chances!
  • Razor: What if they possess the ship?! The Equinox is our only way home!
  • Chase: You're wrong. The Equinox is our home.
  • Mason: I trust Judge. We're doing it!
  • Judge: I will absorb the Swarm. They will become part of the collective known as 'Judge'. Memories emerging... Ah! We came to Atlas, hungry for Electrum. No. The Wardens attacked us. We fought back. We feel regret at the conflict. We have become Judge and are finally at peace.

Last Word[]

  • Mason: So the Swarm, so many of them, they were here in Atlas. But now who knows where they are.
  • Judge: These few members of the Swarm are proof that my species is still alive. We will find them one day.
  • Chase: But where's Thorn? Where'd she go?
  • Razor: She's gone. Escaped when we were dealing with the Swarm.
  • Mason: Then we track her down and deal with her.
  • Shaid: She's probably halfway out of the system by now. Sorry Mason, I know how you feel. You never forget your first betrayal.
  • Mason: We'll run into Thorn again.
  • Shaid: Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I managed to track down the co-ordinates of the last data canister. Don't know if that's something that interests you, but I'll send you the co-ordinates. Y'know, just in case. And I won't even charge you for it.
  • Chase: Closing on the last canister. This is it guys.
  • Mason: We've seen everyone's dossier... except mine.
  • Razor: Right. Do you want to listen to this alone, Mason?
  • Mason: No. It's ok. Let's hear it.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. All Equinox canisters accounted for.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Mason Rana.
  • St. Grand: Mason is a brilliant young mind. He's achieved more in his first twenty years than I did in forty. lused to tremble at the thought of what awaited us in the stars, but then i met Mason and saw that he had no fear of the unknown, only hope. He will succeed where I once faltered. The Equinox is one small ship, one small family, in a vast and dangerous universe - but with Mason's optimism, creativity, and enduring faith in his friends, we will never be alone.
  • Mason: I... don't know what to say.
  • Levi: Yeah. We all miss him too. But at least we have each other.
  • Chase: Thanks Levi, that was really nice.
  • Shaid: Mason?
  • Mason: Yeah, Shaid?
  • Shaid: Don't let that all brilliant hope stuff go to your head, okay?

Digging for Data[]

  • Razor: Hey guys, damage report says a bunch of data canisters from St. Grand's lab got spaced when we were attacked. They came down planetside - uploading the impact site.
  • Chase: That's not just data. That's his life's work. His dreams.
  • Hunter: It's Nova research. And a security risk.
  • Mason: We need to get those canisters back.
  • Levi: No hard drive gets left behind?
  • Razor: The data canisters are hardwired with transponders that'll make 'em a whole lot easier to find.
  • Falco: Alright, that canister should be around here somewhere...
  • Falco: Of course. Had to make it hard, didn't ya. Gotta use my vertical thrusters.
  • Falco: Alright, grabbing the data now. Hope it's worth it.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows six canisters remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Zara Lemay.
  • Razor: What!? There's gotta be a mistake. This isn't research!
  • Shaid: Oh I don't know - depends what you're researching...
  • St. Grand: Zara's a typical army brat. Hot-headed. Defiant. She's also the best pilot to ever strap into a cockpit. Zara was top of her class at the Academy - but had a rep. She's not afraid to say what she thinks - and she'll say it right to your face. The week before graduation, she quit. Zara formed a band and thrashed her way through every back-alley club on every continent. Metal is her passion... but there was something missing. She was born to fly. I caught up to Zara at a show in Germany. I needed a second-in-command who would always speak her mind - no matter how bad it got. I pulled Zara out from behind the drums, and put Razor behind the controls of the most advanced fighter this side of the galaxy. For her, flying and music both mean the same thing - freedom.
  • Chase: There's a bunch of other stuff here too. Razor's Academy transcript, her flight record, even a couple of set-lists. Zara, he was proud of you.
  • Razor: He... never told me that.
  • Mason: Razor... you okay?
  • Razor: Yeah. Just nice to hear his voice, y'know?
  • Hunter: I miss St. Grand too - but we need to find that research.
  • Judge: Hmm. Transponder's in that big building. You'll have to find a way inside.
  • Falco: Hey, I thought all these junkyards were ancient. How's the power still running?
  • Mason: It's gotta be geo-thermal. Unlimited energy drawn right from the planet itself.
  • Falco: Yeah, that was rhetorical. Hm. Gotta be a way to turn it off.
  • Chase: You think anybody's home?
  • Mason: Doesn't look like anybody's been here for a while.
  • Levi: Ooh - a real alien ghost town!
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows five canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Hunter Hakka.
  • Hunter: Alright, let's hear what you have to say, old man.
  • St. Grand: Hunter comes from a long, proud line of Samoan warriors. He believed he was destined for a life on the battlefield. But war, as it always does, changed everything. Shot down over Pakistan, Hunter spent years in a Himalayan monastery putting his body, and his soul, back together. Hunter reflected on his life, and didn't like what he saw. Shot down over Pakistan, Hunter spent years in a Himalayan monastery putting his body, and his soul, back together. Hunter reflected on his life, and didn't like what he saw. That's where I found Hunter, and offered him a place on the Equinox. He was the only recruit who said no. Hunter is a warrior who knows he's fighting for the right reasons - but only because he's spent his life fighting for all the wrong ones. He's the backbone of this team. I envy his inner strength - just not the path he took to find it.
  • Chase: You turned down a chance to join the Equinox? Why?!
  • Hunter: That's between me and St. Grand.
  • Mason: I can't believe he kept files on us.
  • Razor: Yeah - and what a way to find out.
  • Razor: Getting a hit on another canister. Crashed into the top of that tower.
  • Chase: Well, let's take a look.
  • Levi: Hey Judge - you're like a space-firefly party in a suit, right? Ever get into an argument with yourself?
  • Judge: We are a collective consciousness. There is no 'me' to argue with.
  • Shaid: Ten thousand brains in there and not one of them remembers anything about where you came from or what you are.
  • Judge: I am sorry, Shaid. I do not understand what point you are trying to make.
  • Shaid: Just thinking out loud, that's all.
  • Chase: Quite the gap... You'll need to get that old turbine moving again if you want to make that jump.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows four canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Calisto Da Silva.
  • Chase: I don't know if I wanna hear this.
  • Levi: But I do! Haha, turn it up!
  • St. Grand: Calisto went from champion of the Rachas, the street races, to top of the track - all before she turned sixteen. She's a legend to the Favelas. There's a lot of pressure that comes with being a legend. And that pressure nearly cost Calisto everything. Everyone believed her racing career was over. But to Calisto, it was just a bump in the road. One more challenge to beat. I wanted that kind of resilience for my crew. I needed someone who would never, ever give up. Chase is faster now than before the accident. Stronger, too. Chase isn't broken - she's unbreakable.
  • Chase: Thanks, St. Grand.
  • Mason: This can't be all of them. I mean, you think we missed any?
  • Shaid: Unbelievable. Does everyone in this crew have daddy issues?

Finders Keepers[]

  • Razor: Hey guys, think I found another one. But what's it doing all the way out there?
  • Falco: Alright you little canister. Where are you...
  • Falco: There we go! Found the target!
  • Levi: And a whole lot of flaming wreckage!
  • Shaid: Outlaw. This little guy tried to take off with our canister.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows three canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Levi McCray.
  • Levi: Score!
  • Chase: Am I the only one hoping we wouldn't find this canister?
  • St. Grand: Levi has millions of followers online - and he's earned every single one. When he climbs a peak, when he goes somewhere no one else can, he shares his experience. Levi's gift is showing us how he sees the world - and he does it fearlessly. Levi is also an entitled little brat who snuck aboard my ship. He's oblivious to basic social cues. His obsession with selfies is a textbook case of compulsive narcissism. But little did I suspect that Levi would be one of the best things to happen to our crew. The Equinox wouldn't feel complete without him.
  • Levi: I'm totally gonna post just the first and last parts of that!
  • Hunter: I know what these files mean to everyone, but we're still no closer to the research.
  • Mason: Anyone have an idea who our wanna-be thief is?
  • Shaid: I think I know how to find the rest of the canisters. Scan that wreck.
  • Shaid: That engine's got Medusa class upgrades. Only one gang on Kirite can afford those.
  • Razor: You've run into them before?
  • Shaid: We had a few deals in the past. They didn't all go so well... Putting their hideout on the map. Why thank you, Shaid. Oh you're so welcome guys!
  • Mason: Looks like nobody's home.
  • Shaid: They're probably out finding a buyer. All these guys cared about was money.
  • Razor: Wow, how did you possibly get along?
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows two canisters remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Zevram Va.
  • St. Grand: Rumors say that Zevram was born into a society that values conformity. Unquestioning obedience to authority. A respect for law and order. Let's just say it didn't work out. Zevram is a natural-born pirate and a thief. Before long she had her own crew, her own ship, and a new name - Shaid. But Shaid's ambition was her downfall. She ripped off a large shipment of electrum. It was the biggest heist this side of the Pleiades - but she'd bitten off more than she could chew. When I found Shaid, she was still leading a life of crime. She made it clear that now she works alone. I suspect that behind all that anger and cynicism, Shaid is hiding her deepest secret. She doesn't want anyone to find out that she has a good heart.
  • Chase: Shaid, is that true?
  • Shaid: Can't be - I have no heart.
  • Chase: Oh, okay.
  • Outlaw: Turbo Vampires... protect the vault!
  • Shaid: I can't believe you still have that stupid name.
  • Outlaw: Turbo Vampires is a cool name! Wait - Shaid?! Thought we left you to rot on Haven.
  • Shaid: Oh, you did. And FYI - you never forget your first betrayal.
  • Shaid: On yeah. Better than therapy.
  • Mason: They left us a present - a ship conduit. Just the kind of thing you need to open a vault.
  • Mason: Those wires have to lead somewhere.
  • Razor: So Shaid... or should I say Zevram? Is it okay if I call you Zev?
  • Shaid: Is it okay if I throw you out the airlock?
  • Razor: You're always welcome to try. Zev.
  • Razor: Looks like you've re-routed power back to one of those doors. Take a look and see what's inside!
  • Falco: You think these guys were hoarding gold, what with all the security.
  • Shaid: Right. That's my bad. I "might" have stolen all their stuff back in the day. Twice.
  • Chase: Do you rob everyone you come across?
  • Shaid: They robbed me first. What? Don't trust me?
  • Razor: Not one bit.
  • Shaid: Good. You're learning.
  • Falco: Aaand another ship. Great.
  • Razor: Two doors. Two conduits. I think you're on the right track.
  • Falco: Geez, you really made these guys paranoid.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows one canister remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Judge.
  • St. Grand: Years ago, in what seems like another life, I was doing research in the Antarctic. One night, a star fell from the heavens. It was a chunk of raw electrum, and inside, a truly alien species. Thousands of individual creatures existing as a single collective - and they were dying. I built them a protective suit, and gave them a name: Judge. Judge couldn't remember anything about where he came from, or even what he was. But he helped me unlock one of the greatest mysteries of the universe: the power of Nova. With Nova, I built the first Equinox program and began the search for Judge's homeworld. On my second expedition, l made contact with a Bion scientist named Dr. Hespera Thorn. She told me things about Judge's species, known as 'The Swarm', that I couldn't believe. Or maybe I just didn't want to. She asked me to help her finish her research. I said no... but I almost didn't. I have to admit that, after meeting Hespera, I've never looked at Judge the same way. Last I heard she was already in the Atlas system, on the world of Vylus. Perhaps our paths will cross again.
  • Mason: And anyone else find it weird that St. Grand never talked about her? Judge - did you meet Dr. Thorn?
  • Mason: I met Dr. Thorn on one occasion twelve years ago. I was not aware that they had collaborated on any research.
  • Shaid: Ooh - and the plot thickens.
  • Razor: Guys, the manifest says there's still one canister missing. Keep your eyes peeled - it's out there somewhere.
  • Mason: Okay Equinox, we're done here.

Covert Colleague[]

  • Dr. Thorn: Unknown ship, divert course immediately. I'm conducting very important research and don't have time for visitors!
  • Falco: Whoa there, pipe down. You're Dr. Thorn, right? Name's Falco.
  • Mason: We're from the Equinox, and I believe you know our captain, Victor St. Grand.
  • Dr. Thorn: Of course - this is incredible! How is he?!
  • Mason: St. Grand is... gone.
  • Dr. Thorn: I'm sorry child, you must be devastated. Please, come straight to my outpost. We must talk.
  • Dr. Thorn: I believe destiny has brought us together. Years ago, St. Grand and I began a project that could destroy the Legion for good. We parted ways before we could complete our research. For the sake of Atlas, and the galaxy, you must help me finish it.
  • Mason: Guys, I think we should help her.
  • Chase: Didn't St. Grand ditch her way back when?
  • Hunter: I know - but what if Thorn's right and we can stop the Legion?
  • Mason: It's worth the risk. Dr. Thorn - we'll help you finish your research.
  • Dr. Thorn: You've just taken the first step towards saving the galaxy. I'm sending you the co-ordinates of a Swarm artifact that's taken me a century to find. I call it the Keystone.
  • Judge: Dr. Thorn - St. Grand and I have been searching for my species for years. How did you locate the artifact?
  • Dr. Thorn: You brought the Swarm specimen with you!?
  • Mason: Judge is the whole reason we came to Atlas. We're trying to take him home.
  • Dr. Thorn: It's a fool's errand and I fear you'll regret it.
  • Levi: How can you say that?! He's one of us.
  • Dr. Thorn: One of you!? You have no idea what they're capable of - (sigh) Please understand, the Swarm are nothing like our species. They are more like locusts - an unstoppable, destructive force of nature.
  • Mason: If they're so dangerous, why are you even trying to find them?
  • Dr. Thorn: Because The Swarm hold the key to all our futures.
  • Dr. Thorn: The vines have trapped a large chunk of debris. To get to the artifact you re going to need to clear it. Those pods govern the vine's growth - and are laced with potent neuro-toxins. You must remove them. This cave system holds the keystone - but it also holds danger. These vines are far too toxic for me to get close. I've already taken the liberty of scanning your ship - your shielding should keep you safe.
  • Levi: Sweet. It's like gardening - with jets.
  • Dr. Thorn: I find it amazing that you and St. Grand are the same species.
  • Levi: Thank you!
  • Levi: Hey guys, I'm a little freaked out. You don't really think that Judge could be dangerous do you?
  • Judge: Levi, you are aware I am on this frequency, correct?
  • Levi: Oh sorry!
  • Razor: Don't be sorry. I'm worried too - how much do we actually know about it?
  • Chase: So Judge is an "it" now? When did that happen?
  • Razor: The moment I started wondering if Judge was a threat.
  • Mason: Guys, You know Judge can still hear us, right?
  • Judge: Please, do not allow my presence to stop you. You are all clearly concerned.
  • Hunter: Look, I don't like it either. Too many unknowns.
  • Mason: But the unknown is why we're out here.
  • Chase: Yeah - and we all know Judge. He's not dangerous!
  • Hunter: Thought I knew St. Grand too - it seems everyone has their secrets.
  • Falco: That wasn't so difficult.
  • Dr. Thorn: You did it! You recovered an actual Swarm artifact! For a species of short-lived mammals, you are capable of great things.
  • Shaid: Watch who you're calling a mammal.
  • Dr. Thorn: Being here with all of you, it's like he was here too. I see facets of his personality in each one of you... Except for Levi.
  • Levi: Hey!
  • Dr. Thorn: Now bring me the artifact! The fate of a thousand worlds hangs in the balance.

=Making History[]

  • Dr. Thorn: Excellent work Equinox! Now place the keystone on top of the central structure. Bringing the two elements together will unlock the power hidden here for so long - and show us the way to The Swarm!
  • Judge: Mason, I am concerned. What if Dr. Thorn is correct and my species is a threat?
  • Mason: I'm not afraid of you, Judge.
  • Judge: Maybe you should be. If I harmed the Equinox I could not forgive myself. St. Grand saved me. Without him, and this crew, I would be lost.
  • Dr. Thorn: Mason Rana, I am curious. What did St. Grand tell you about me?
  • Mason: Funny story. He didn't actually mention you. Ever.
  • Dr. Thorn: How strange. He often told me about your world, and how beautiful it is. I hope to see it with my own eyes someday.
  • Mason: What's your planet like?
  • Dr. Thorn: My homeworld was once like your Earth... but now it's a desolate wasteland.
  • Dr. Thorn: Incredible.. You've made it to the top!
  • Falco: What the-
  • Dr. Thorn: I was right! I was RIGHT! After so many years - a Swarm scout ship! I only wish St. Grand could see this!
  • Razor: Picking up an energy surge guys! A big one!
  • Judge: I can hear the ship - it is beautiful. Sounds like... singing.
  • Mason: Are there Swarm inside!?
  • Dr. Thorn: This ship is empty - but it's reaching out to contact the hive mind!
  • Razor: The signal's off the charts! It's a burst transmission and it's aimed right at Necrom!
  • Dr. Thorn: That can only mean one thing - there's living Swarm on Necrom! Meet me there as soon as you can - we are so close!
  • Judge: More of my species? This is why St. Grand created the Equinox. Please, we must go to Necrom and find them.

The Living Swarm[]

  • Chase: Whoa. This place is a graveyard.
  • Mason: I've never seen so many Primes in one place - and they re all destroyed. What happened?
  • Hunter: There's Dr. Thorn. Let's ask her.
  • Dr. Thorn: Welcome to our destiny! Can you feel it? This is where everything changes.
  • Mason: What happened to all these Primes?
  • Dr. Thorn: It was The Swarm. The Wardens once owned this planet. Then, the Swarm came for their Electrum. The Wardens tried to protect their harvest, but didn't stand a chance. The Swarm have the ability to merge with the Nova in the Legion machines and possess them. The Legion wasn't fighting the Swarm. it was fighting itself.
  • Dr. Thorn: Equinox! This is it! Live Swarm energy signatures- and they're coming from inside the head of that central Prime!
  • Hunter: How are we gonna get through that armor? We're not packing that kind of firepower.
  • Mason: But these Primes are! We can use their own lasers to punch a hole right through to the Swarm.
  • Dr. Thorn: Excellent thinking Mason Rana! I can see why St. Grand chose you for his expedition.
  • Shaid: You sure it's not his hair?
  • Razor: Yeah. Mason's hair is pretty great.
  • Levi: I like how in zero G, it doesn't even move. Pretty sick.
  • Mason: Can we just focus on the mission? Please?
  • Mason: These Primes still have some juice left in them! Plug that focusing crystal into one of their tails.
  • Levi: Whoa, imagine two Primes fighting it out!
  • Dr. Thorn: I have seen it with my own eyes.
  • Chase: How old are you?
  • Dr. Thorn: Old enough, child.
  • Dr. Thorn: You've freed the core! Now, bring it to me so we can collect our reward!
  • Chase: Guys - I've got a bad feeling about this!
  • Mason: This is our chance to defeat the Legion!
  • Mason: We should finish the mission.
  • Mason: Sorry Chase, we're giving her the Swarm!
  • Dr. Thorn: When the Wardens first arrived, they claimed they were explorers. They gave us a taste of their amazing technology. Tempted us with a bright future amongst the stars. But it was a lie. They took our culture, our freedom, and started stripping our world of its raw electrum. They crushed us under the Legions' heel. Then, one morning, they were gone. There was no warning. No explanation. They just vanished. My people celebrated their newfound freedom - but I could not. The Wardens were gone - but there was nothing preventing them from one day coming back. Every species has a weakness. I crossed the galaxy searching for something to use against the Wardens. It was on a string of barren worlds that I finally found my answer. The Swarm. All I needed was a live specimen - and I had almost given up hope on ever finding one. Until I met St. Grand and Judge. With the amount of Swarm we have found, I could save a star system. With Judge, I could save the galaxy. Give Judge to me. I will take the Swarm, find the Wardens and destroy them.
  • Mason: No. Judge isn't a weapon!
  • Hunter: You heard Mason. The answer is no.
  • Razor: If we handed Judge to you, we'd be no better than Grax!
  • Dr. Thorn: I haven't toiled for centuries to be stopped by you. You have no idea what life was like under the Wardens- well let me give you a taste of it!
  • Mason: The Swarm possessed those Cyclops. but way are they attacking us? Why are they so angry?
  • Judge: They're not angry, they're afraid. They've been locked inside a Prime core for centuries. They think they're still at war. Destroy their Legion hosts, and they'll retreat back to the Prime's core.
  • Mason: What then?
  • Judge: I will attempt to reason with them.
  • Falco: Ha!
  • Mason: All the Swarm's back in the core!
  • Judge: You must Starlink the Swarm to the Equinox.
  • Hunter: That's taking some big chances!
  • Razor: What if they possess the ship?! The Equinox is our only way home!
  • Chase: You're wrong. The Equinox is our home.
  • Mason: I trust Judge. We're doing it!
  • Judge: I will absorb the Swarm. They will become part of the collective known as 'Judge'. Memories emerging... Ah! We came to Atlas, hungry for Electrum. No. The Wardens attacked us. We fought back. We feel regret at the conflict. We have become Judge and are finally at peace.

Digging for Data[]

  • Razor: Hey guys, damage report says a bunch of data canisters from St. Grand's lab got spaced when we were attacked. They came down planetside - uploading the impact site.
  • Chase: That's not just data. That's his life's work. His dreams.
  • Hunter: It's Nova research. And a security risk.
  • Mason: We need to get those canisters back.
  • Levi: No hard drive gets left behind?
  • Razor: The data canisters are hardwired with transponders that'll make 'em a whole lot easier to find.
  • Peppy: Right, I'm at the impact site. Startin' my sweep.
  • Peppy: Found ya! Hmm, it's a little ways up. Gonna have to use my vertical thrusters.
  • Peppy: There we are. Uploading the data now.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows six canisters remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Zara Lemay.
  • Razor: What!? There's gotta be a mistake. This isn't research!
  • Shaid: Oh I don't know - depends what you're researching...
  • St. Grand: Zara's a typical army brat. Hot-headed. Defiant. She's also the best pilot to ever strap into a cockpit. Zara was top of her class at the Academy - but had a rep. She's not afraid to say what she thinks - and she'll say it right to your face. The week before graduation, she quit. Zara formed a band and thrashed her way through every back-alley club on every continent. Metal is her passion... but there was something missing. She was born to fly. I caught up to Zara at a show in Germany. I needed a second-in-command who would always speak her mind - no matter how bad it got. I pulled Zara out from behind the drums, and put Razor behind the controls of the most advanced fighter this side of the galaxy. For her, flying and music both mean the same thing - freedom.
  • Chase: There's a bunch of other stuff here too. Razor's Academy transcript, her flight record, even a couple of set-lists. Zara, he was proud of you.
  • Razor: He... never told me that.
  • Mason: Razor... you okay?
  • Razor: Yeah. Just nice to hear his voice, y'know?
  • Hunter: I miss St. Grand too - but we need to find that research.
  • Judge: Hmm. Transponder's in that big building. You'll have to find a way inside.
  • Peppy: Surprised the power's still runnin'.
  • Mason: It's gotta be geo-thermal. Unlimited energy drawn right from the planet itself.
  • Peppy: I don't suppose this fancy tech's got an off-switch?
  • Chase: You think anybody's home?
  • Mason: Doesn't look like anybody's been here for a while.
  • Levi: Ooh - a real alien ghost town!
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows five canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Hunter Hakka.
  • Hunter: Alright, let's hear what you have to say, old man.
  • St. Grand: Hunter comes from a long, proud line of Samoan warriors. He believed he was destined for a life on the battlefield. But war, as it always does, changed everything. Shot down over Pakistan, Hunter spent years in a Himalayan monastery putting his body, and his soul, back together. Hunter reflected on his life, and didn't like what he saw. Shot down over Pakistan, Hunter spent years in a Himalayan monastery putting his body, and his soul, back together. Hunter reflected on his life, and didn't like what he saw. That's where I found Hunter, and offered him a place on the Equinox. He was the only recruit who said no. Hunter is a warrior who knows he's fighting for the right reasons - but only because he's spent his life fighting for all the wrong ones. He's the backbone of this team. I envy his inner strength - just not the path he took to find it.
  • Chase: You turned down a chance to join the Equinox? Why?!
  • Hunter: That's between me and St. Grand.
  • Mason: I can't believe he kept files on us.
  • Razor: Yeah - and what a way to find out.
  • Razor: Getting a hit on another canister. Crashed into the top of that tower.
  • Chase: Well, let's take a look.
  • Levi: Hey Judge - you're like a space-firefly party in a suit, right? Ever get into an argument with yourself?
  • Judge: We are a collective consciousness. There is no 'me' to argue with.
  • Shaid: Ten thousand brains in there and not one of them remembers anything about where you came from or what you are.
  • Judge: I am sorry, Shaid. I do not understand what point you are trying to make.
  • Shaid: Just thinking out loud, that's all.
  • Chase: Quite the gap... You'll need to get that old turbine moving again if you want to make that jump.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows four canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Calisto Da Silva.
  • Chase: I don't know if I wanna hear this.
  • Levi: But I do! Haha, turn it up!
  • St. Grand: Calisto went from champion of the Rachas, the street races, to top of the track - all before she turned sixteen. She's a legend to the Favelas. There's a lot of pressure that comes with being a legend. And that pressure nearly cost Calisto everything. Everyone believed her racing career was over. But to Calisto, it was just a bump in the road. One more challenge to beat. I wanted that kind of resilience for my crew. I needed someone who would never, ever give up. Chase is faster now than before the accident. Stronger, too. Chase isn't broken - she's unbreakable.
  • Chase: Thanks, St. Grand.
  • Mason: This can't be all of them. I mean, you think we missed any?
  • Shaid: Unbelievable. Does everyone in this crew have daddy issues?

Finders Keepers[]

  • Razor: Hey guys, think I found another one. But what's it doing all the way out there?
  • Peppy: Right, stay awake now, Peppy. Gotta find that canister.
  • Peppy: Found it!
  • Levi: And a whole lot of flaming wreckage!
  • Shaid: Outlaw. This little guy tried to take off with our canister.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows three canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Levi McCray.
  • Levi: Score!
  • Chase: Am I the only one hoping we wouldn't find this canister?
  • St. Grand: Levi has millions of followers online - and he's earned every single one. When he climbs a peak, when he goes somewhere no one else can, he shares his experience. Levi's gift is showing us how he sees the world - and he does it fearlessly. Levi is also an entitled little brat who snuck aboard my ship. He's oblivious to basic social cues. His obsession with selfies is a textbook case of compulsive narcissism. But little did I suspect that Levi would be one of the best things to happen to our crew. The Equinox wouldn't feel complete without him.
  • Levi: I'm totally gonna post just the first and last parts of that!
  • Hunter: I know what these files mean to everyone, but we're still no closer to the research.
  • Mason: Anyone have an idea who our wanna-be thief is?
  • Shaid: I think I know how to find the rest of the canisters. Scan that wreck.
  • Shaid: That engine's got Medusa class upgrades. Only one gang on Kirite can afford those.
  • Razor: You've run into them before?
  • Shaid: We had a few deals in the past. They didn't all go so well... Putting their hideout on the map. Why thank you, Shaid. Oh you're so welcome guys!
  • Mason: Looks like nobody's home.
  • Shaid: They're probably out finding a buyer. All these guys cared about was money.
  • Razor: Wow, how did you possibly get along?
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows two canisters remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Zevram Va.
  • St. Grand: Rumors say that Zevram was born into a society that values conformity. Unquestioning obedience to authority. A respect for law and order. Let's just say it didn't work out. Zevram is a natural-born pirate and a thief. Before long she had her own crew, her own ship, and a new name - Shaid. But Shaid's ambition was her downfall. She ripped off a large shipment of electrum. It was the biggest heist this side of the Pleiades - but she'd bitten off more than she could chew. When I found Shaid, she was still leading a life of crime. She made it clear that now she works alone. I suspect that behind all that anger and cynicism, Shaid is hiding her deepest secret. She doesn't want anyone to find out that she has a good heart.
  • Chase: Shaid, is that true?
  • Shaid: Can't be - I have no heart.
  • Chase: Oh, okay.
  • Outlaw: Turbo Vampires... protect the vault!
  • Shaid: I can't believe you still have that stupid name.
  • Outlaw: Turbo Vampires is a cool name! Wait - Shaid?! Thought we left you to rot on Haven.
  • Shaid: Oh, you did. And FYI - you never forget your first betrayal.
  • Shaid: On yeah. Better than therapy.
  • Mason: They left us a present - a ship conduit. Just the kind of thing you need to open a vault.
  • Mason: Those wires have to lead somewhere.
  • Razor: So Shaid... or should I say Zevram? Is it okay if I call you Zev?
  • Shaid: Is it okay if I throw you out the airlock?
  • Razor: You're always welcome to try. Zev.
  • Razor: Looks like you've re-routed power back to one of those doors. Take a look and see what's inside!
  • Peppy: Sheesh, these Outlaws got more security than the entire Cornerian Army combined.
  • Shaid: Right. That's my bad. I "might" have stolen all their stuff back in the day. Twice.
  • Chase: Do you rob everyone you come across?
  • Shaid: They robbed me first. What? Don't trust me?
  • Razor: Not one bit.
  • Shaid: Good. You're learning.
  • Peppy: Now what do we have here...
  • Razor: Two doors. Two conduits. I think you're on the right track.
  • Peppy: Lasers? You weren't kiddin', Shaid.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows one canister remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Judge.
  • St. Grand: Years ago, in what seems like another life, I was doing research in the Antarctic. One night, a star fell from the heavens. It was a chunk of raw electrum, and inside, a truly alien species. Thousands of individual creatures existing as a single collective - and they were dying. I built them a protective suit, and gave them a name: Judge. Judge couldn't remember anything about where he came from, or even what he was. But he helped me unlock one of the greatest mysteries of the universe: the power of Nova. With Nova, I built the first Equinox program and began the search for Judge's homeworld. On my second expedition, l made contact with a Bion scientist named Dr. Hespera Thorn. She told me things about Judge's species, known as 'The Swarm', that I couldn't believe. Or maybe I just didn't want to. She asked me to help her finish her research. I said no... but I almost didn't. I have to admit that, after meeting Hespera, I've never looked at Judge the same way. Last I heard she was already in the Atlas system, on the world of Vylus. Perhaps our paths will cross again.
  • Mason: And anyone else find it weird that St. Grand never talked about her? Judge - did you meet Dr. Thorn?
  • Mason: I met Dr. Thorn on one occasion twelve years ago. I was not aware that they had collaborated on any research.
  • Shaid: Ooh - and the plot thickens.
  • Razor: Guys, the manifest says there's still one canister missing. Keep your eyes peeled - it's out there somewhere.
  • Mason: Okay Equinox, we're done here.

Covert Colleague[]

  • Dr. Thorn: Unknown ship, divert course immediately. I'm conducting very important research and don't have time for visitors!
  • Peppy: Just need a minute. You're Dr. Thorn, right? My name's Peppy.
  • Mason: We're from the Equinox, and I believe you know our captain, Victor St. Grand.
  • Dr. Thorn: Of course - this is incredible! How is he?!
  • Mason: St. Grand is... gone.
  • Dr. Thorn: I'm sorry child, you must be devastated. Please, come straight to my outpost. We must talk.
  • Dr. Thorn: I believe destiny has brought us together. Years ago, St. Grand and I began a project that could destroy the Legion for good. We parted ways before we could complete our research. For the sake of Atlas, and the galaxy, you must help me finish it.
  • Mason: Guys, I think we should help her.
  • Chase: Didn't St. Grand ditch her way back when?
  • Hunter: I know - but what if Thorn's right and we can stop the Legion?
  • Mason: It's worth the risk. Dr. Thorn - we'll help you finish your research.
  • Dr. Thorn: You've just taken the first step towards saving the galaxy. I'm sending you the co-ordinates of a Swarm artifact that's taken me a century to find. I call it the Keystone.
  • Judge: Dr. Thorn - St. Grand and I have been searching for my species for years. How did you locate the artifact?
  • Dr. Thorn: You brought the Swarm specimen with you!?
  • Mason: Judge is the whole reason we came to Atlas. We're trying to take him home.
  • Dr. Thorn: It's a fool's errand and I fear you'll regret it.
  • Levi: How can you say that?! He's one of us.
  • Dr. Thorn: One of you!? You have no idea what they're capable of - (sigh) Please understand, the Swarm are nothing like our species. They are more like locusts - an unstoppable, destructive force of nature.
  • Mason: If they're so dangerous, why are you even trying to find them?
  • Dr. Thorn: Because The Swarm hold the key to all our futures.
  • Dr. Thorn: The vines have trapped a large chunk of debris. To get to the artifact you re going to need to clear it. Those pods govern the vine's growth - and are laced with potent neuro-toxins. You must remove them. This cave system holds the keystone - but it also holds danger. These vines are far too toxic for me to get close. I've already taken the liberty of scanning your ship - your shielding should keep you safe.
  • Levi: Sweet. It's like gardening - with jets.
  • Dr. Thorn: I find it amazing that you and St. Grand are the same species.
  • Levi: Thank you!
  • Levi: Hey guys, I'm a little freaked out. You don't really think that Judge could be dangerous do you?
  • Judge: Levi, you are aware I am on this frequency, correct?
  • Levi: Oh sorry!
  • Razor: Don't be sorry. I'm worried too - how much do we actually know about it?
  • Chase: So Judge is an "it" now? When did that happen?
  • Razor: The moment I started wondering if Judge was a threat.
  • Mason: Guys, You know Judge can still hear us, right?
  • Judge: Please, do not allow my presence to stop you. You are all clearly concerned.
  • Hunter: Look, I don't like it either. Too many unknowns.
  • Mason: But the unknown is why we're out here.
  • Chase: Yeah - and we all know Judge. He's not dangerous!
  • Hunter: Thought I knew St. Grand too - it seems everyone has their secrets.
  • Peppy: Phew, The way's clear!
  • Dr. Thorn: You did it! You recovered an actual Swarm artifact! For a species of short-lived mammals, you are capable of great things.
  • Shaid: Watch who you're calling a mammal.
  • Dr. Thorn: Being here with all of you, it's like he was here too. I see facets of his personality in each one of you... Except for Levi.
  • Levi: Hey!
  • Dr. Thorn: Now bring me the artifact! The fate of a thousand worlds hangs in the balance.

=Making History[]

  • Dr. Thorn: Excellent work Equinox! Now place the keystone on top of the central structure. Bringing the two elements together will unlock the power hidden here for so long - and show us the way to The Swarm!
  • Judge: Mason, I am concerned. What if Dr. Thorn is correct and my species is a threat?
  • Mason: I'm not afraid of you, Judge.
  • Judge: Maybe you should be. If I harmed the Equinox I could not forgive myself. St. Grand saved me. Without him, and this crew, I would be lost.
  • Dr. Thorn: Mason Rana, I am curious. What did St. Grand tell you about me?
  • Mason: Funny story. He didn't actually mention you. Ever.
  • Dr. Thorn: How strange. He often told me about your world, and how beautiful it is. I hope to see it with my own eyes someday.
  • Mason: What's your planet like?
  • Dr. Thorn: My homeworld was once like your Earth... but now it's a desolate wasteland.
  • Dr. Thorn: Incredible.. You've made it to the top!
  • Peppy: Uh oh...
  • Dr. Thorn: I was right! I was RIGHT! After so many years - a Swarm scout ship! I only wish St. Grand could see this!
  • Razor: Picking up an energy surge guys! A big one!
  • Judge: I can hear the ship - it is beautiful. Sounds like... singing.
  • Mason: Are there Swarm inside!?
  • Dr. Thorn: This ship is empty - but it's reaching out to contact the hive mind!
  • Razor: The signal's off the charts! It's a burst transmission and it's aimed right at Necrom!
  • Dr. Thorn: That can only mean one thing - there's living Swarm on Necrom! Meet me there as soon as you can - we are so close!
  • Judge: More of my species? This is why St. Grand created the Equinox. Please, we must go to Necrom and find them.

The Living Swarm[]

  • Chase: Whoa. This place is a graveyard.
  • Mason: I've never seen so many Primes in one place - and they re all destroyed. What happened?
  • Hunter: There's Dr. Thorn. Let's ask her.
  • Dr. Thorn: Welcome to our destiny! Can you feel it? This is where everything changes.
  • Mason: What happened to all these Primes?
  • Dr. Thorn: It was The Swarm. The Wardens once owned this planet. Then, the Swarm came for their Electrum. The Wardens tried to protect their harvest, but didn't stand a chance. The Swarm have the ability to merge with the Nova in the Legion machines and possess them. The Legion wasn't fighting the Swarm. it was fighting itself.
  • Dr. Thorn: Equinox! This is it! Live Swarm energy signatures- and they're coming from inside the head of that central Prime!
  • Hunter: How are we gonna get through that armor? We're not packing that kind of firepower.
  • Mason: But these Primes are! We can use their own lasers to punch a hole right through to the Swarm.
  • Dr. Thorn: Excellent thinking Mason Rana! I can see why St. Grand chose you for his expedition.
  • Shaid: You sure it's not his hair?
  • Razor: Yeah. Mason's hair is pretty great.
  • Levi: I like how in zero G, it doesn't even move. Pretty sick.
  • Mason: Can we just focus on the mission? Please?
  • Mason: These Primes still have some juice left in them! Plug that focusing crystal into one of their tails.
  • Levi: Whoa, imagine two Primes fighting it out!
  • Dr. Thorn: I have seen it with my own eyes.
  • Chase: How old are you?
  • Dr. Thorn: Old enough, child.
  • Dr. Thorn: You've freed the core! Now, bring it to me so we can collect our reward!
  • Chase: Guys - I've got a bad feeling about this!
  • Mason: This is our chance to defeat the Legion!
  • Mason: We should finish the mission.
  • Mason: Sorry Chase, we're giving her the Swarm!
  • Dr. Thorn: When the Wardens first arrived, they claimed they were explorers. They gave us a taste of their amazing technology. Tempted us with a bright future amongst the stars. But it was a lie. They took our culture, our freedom, and started stripping our world of its raw electrum. They crushed us under the Legions' heel. Then, one morning, they were gone. There was no warning. No explanation. They just vanished. My people celebrated their newfound freedom - but I could not. The Wardens were gone - but there was nothing preventing them from one day coming back. Every species has a weakness. I crossed the galaxy searching for something to use against the Wardens. It was on a string of barren worlds that I finally found my answer. The Swarm. All I needed was a live specimen - and I had almost given up hope on ever finding one. Until I met St. Grand and Judge. With the amount of Swarm we have found, I could save a star system. With Judge, I could save the galaxy. Give Judge to me. I will take the Swarm, find the Wardens and destroy them.
  • Mason: No. Judge isn't a weapon!
  • Hunter: You heard Mason. The answer is no.
  • Razor: If we handed Judge to you, we'd be no better than Grax!
  • Dr. Thorn: I haven't toiled for centuries to be stopped by you. You have no idea what life was like under the Wardens- well let me give you a taste of it!
  • Mason: The Swarm possessed those Cyclops. but way are they attacking us? Why are they so angry?
  • Judge: They're not angry, they're afraid. They've been locked inside a Prime core for centuries. They think they're still at war. Destroy their Legion hosts, and they'll retreat back to the Prime's core.
  • Mason: What then?
  • Judge: I will attempt to reason with them.
  • Peppy: End of the line!
  • Mason: All the Swarm's back in the core!
  • Judge: You must Starlink the Swarm to the Equinox.
  • Hunter: That's taking some big chances!
  • Razor: What if they possess the ship?! The Equinox is our only way home!
  • Chase: You're wrong. The Equinox is our home.
  • Mason: I trust Judge. We're doing it!
  • Judge: I will absorb the Swarm. They will become part of the collective known as 'Judge'. Memories emerging... Ah! We came to Atlas, hungry for Electrum. No. The Wardens attacked us. We fought back. We feel regret at the conflict. We have become Judge and are finally at peace.

Last Word[]

  • Mason: So the Swarm, so many of them, they were here in Atlas. But now who knows where they are.
  • Judge: These few members of the Swarm are proof that my species is still alive. We will find them one day.
  • Chase: But where's Thorn? Where'd she go?
  • Razor: She's gone. Escaped when we were dealing with the Swarm.
  • Mason: Then we track her down and deal with her.
  • Shaid: She's probably halfway out of the system by now. Sorry Mason, I know how you feel. You never forget your first betrayal.
  • Mason: We'll run into Thorn again.
  • Shaid: Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I managed to track down the co-ordinates of the last data canister. Don't know if that's something that interests you, but I'll send you the co-ordinates. Y'know, just in case. And I won't even charge you for it.
  • Chase: Closing on the last canister. This is it guys.
  • Mason: We've seen everyone's dossier... except mine.
  • Razor: Right. Do you want to listen to this alone, Mason?
  • Mason: No. It's ok. Let's hear it.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. All Equinox canisters accounted for.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Mason Rana.
  • St. Grand: Mason is a brilliant young mind. He's achieved more in his first twenty years than I did in forty. lused to tremble at the thought of what awaited us in the stars, but then i met Mason and saw that he had no fear of the unknown, only hope. He will succeed where I once faltered. The Equinox is one small ship, one small family, in a vast and dangerous universe - but with Mason's optimism, creativity, and enduring faith in his friends, we will never be alone.
  • Mason: I... don't know what to say.
  • Levi: Yeah. We all miss him too. But at least we have each other.
  • Chase: Thanks Levi, that was really nice.
  • Shaid: Mason?
  • Mason: Yeah, Shaid?
  • Shaid: Don't let that all brilliant hope stuff go to your head, okay?

Digging for Data[]

  • Razor: Hey guys, damage report says a bunch of data canisters from St. Grand's lab got spaced when we were attacked. They came down planetside - uploading the impact site.
  • Chase: That's not just data. That's his life's work. His dreams.
  • Hunter: It's Nova research. And a security risk.
  • Mason: We need to get those canisters back.
  • Levi: No hard drive gets left behind?
  • Razor: The data canisters are hardwired with transponders that'll make 'em a whole lot easier to find.
  • Slippy: Alright! That canister should be around here somewhere...
  • Slippy: Hmm, it's pretty high-up. This looks like a job for my vertical thrusters.
  • Slippy: Gotcha. I'm uploading the data now.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows six canisters remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Zara Lemay.
  • Razor: What!? There's gotta be a mistake. This isn't research!
  • Shaid: Oh I don't know - depends what you're researching...
  • St. Grand: Zara's a typical army brat. Hot-headed. Defiant. She's also the best pilot to ever strap into a cockpit. Zara was top of her class at the Academy - but had a rep. She's not afraid to say what she thinks - and she'll say it right to your face. The week before graduation, she quit. Zara formed a band and thrashed her way through every back-alley club on every continent. Metal is her passion... but there was something missing. She was born to fly. I caught up to Zara at a show in Germany. I needed a second-in-command who would always speak her mind - no matter how bad it got. I pulled Zara out from behind the drums, and put Razor behind the controls of the most advanced fighter this side of the galaxy. For her, flying and music both mean the same thing - freedom.
  • Chase: There's a bunch of other stuff here too. Razor's Academy transcript, her flight record, even a couple of set-lists. Zara, he was proud of you.
  • Razor: He... never told me that.
  • Mason: Razor... you okay?
  • Razor: Yeah. Just nice to hear his voice, y'know?
  • Hunter: I miss St. Grand too - but we need to find that research.
  • Judge: Hmm. Transponder's in that big building. You'll have to find a way inside.
  • Slippy: Hey, this old building still has power!
  • Mason: It's gotta be geo-thermal. Unlimited energy drawn right from the planet itself.
  • Slippy: Ooo, I'll have to look into that! For now, I'm gonna need to pull the plug.
  • Chase: You think anybody's home?
  • Mason: Doesn't look like anybody's been here for a while.
  • Levi: Ooh - a real alien ghost town!
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows five canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Hunter Hakka.
  • Hunter: Alright, let's hear what you have to say, old man.
  • St. Grand: Hunter comes from a long, proud line of Samoan warriors. He believed he was destined for a life on the battlefield. But war, as it always does, changed everything. Shot down over Pakistan, Hunter spent years in a Himalayan monastery putting his body, and his soul, back together. Hunter reflected on his life, and didn't like what he saw. Shot down over Pakistan, Hunter spent years in a Himalayan monastery putting his body, and his soul, back together. Hunter reflected on his life, and didn't like what he saw. That's where I found Hunter, and offered him a place on the Equinox. He was the only recruit who said no. Hunter is a warrior who knows he's fighting for the right reasons - but only because he's spent his life fighting for all the wrong ones. He's the backbone of this team. I envy his inner strength - just not the path he took to find it.
  • Chase: You turned down a chance to join the Equinox? Why?!
  • Hunter: That's between me and St. Grand.
  • Mason: I can't believe he kept files on us.
  • Razor: Yeah - and what a way to find out.
  • Razor: Getting a hit on another canister. Crashed into the top of that tower.
  • Chase: Well, let's take a look.
  • Levi: Hey Judge - you're like a space-firefly party in a suit, right? Ever get into an argument with yourself?
  • Judge: We are a collective consciousness. There is no 'me' to argue with.
  • Shaid: Ten thousand brains in there and not one of them remembers anything about where you came from or what you are.
  • Judge: I am sorry, Shaid. I do not understand what point you are trying to make.
  • Shaid: Just thinking out loud, that's all.
  • Chase: Quite the gap... You'll need to get that old turbine moving again if you want to make that jump.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows four canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Calisto Da Silva.
  • Chase: I don't know if I wanna hear this.
  • Levi: But I do! Haha, turn it up!
  • St. Grand: Calisto went from champion of the Rachas, the street races, to top of the track - all before she turned sixteen. She's a legend to the Favelas. There's a lot of pressure that comes with being a legend. And that pressure nearly cost Calisto everything. Everyone believed her racing career was over. But to Calisto, it was just a bump in the road. One more challenge to beat. I wanted that kind of resilience for my crew. I needed someone who would never, ever give up. Chase is faster now than before the accident. Stronger, too. Chase isn't broken - she's unbreakable.
  • Chase: Thanks, St. Grand.
  • Mason: This can't be all of them. I mean, you think we missed any?
  • Shaid: Unbelievable. Does everyone in this crew have daddy issues?

Finders Keepers[]

  • Razor: Hey guys, think I found another one. But what's it doing all the way out there?
  • Slippy: Okay, the search is on!
  • Slippy: Found you!
  • Levi: And a whole lot of flaming wreckage!
  • Shaid: Outlaw. This little guy tried to take off with our canister.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows three canisters remaining-
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Levi McCray.
  • Levi: Score!
  • Chase: Am I the only one hoping we wouldn't find this canister?
  • St. Grand: Levi has millions of followers online - and he's earned every single one. When he climbs a peak, when he goes somewhere no one else can, he shares his experience. Levi's gift is showing us how he sees the world - and he does it fearlessly. Levi is also an entitled little brat who snuck aboard my ship. He's oblivious to basic social cues. His obsession with selfies is a textbook case of compulsive narcissism. But little did I suspect that Levi would be one of the best things to happen to our crew. The Equinox wouldn't feel complete without him.
  • Levi: I'm totally gonna post just the first and last parts of that!
  • Hunter: I know what these files mean to everyone, but we're still no closer to the research.
  • Mason: Anyone have an idea who our wanna-be thief is?
  • Shaid: I think I know how to find the rest of the canisters. Scan that wreck.
  • Shaid: That engine's got Medusa class upgrades. Only one gang on Kirite can afford those.
  • Razor: You've run into them before?
  • Shaid: We had a few deals in the past. They didn't all go so well... Putting their hideout on the map. Why thank you, Shaid. Oh you're so welcome guys!
  • Mason: Looks like nobody's home.
  • Shaid: They're probably out finding a buyer. All these guys cared about was money.
  • Razor: Wow, how did you possibly get along?
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows two canisters remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Zevram Va.
  • St. Grand: Rumors say that Zevram was born into a society that values conformity. Unquestioning obedience to authority. A respect for law and order. Let's just say it didn't work out. Zevram is a natural-born pirate and a thief. Before long she had her own crew, her own ship, and a new name - Shaid. But Shaid's ambition was her downfall. She ripped off a large shipment of electrum. It was the biggest heist this side of the Pleiades - but she'd bitten off more than she could chew. When I found Shaid, she was still leading a life of crime. She made it clear that now she works alone. I suspect that behind all that anger and cynicism, Shaid is hiding her deepest secret. She doesn't want anyone to find out that she has a good heart.
  • Chase: Shaid, is that true?
  • Shaid: Can't be - I have no heart.
  • Chase: Oh, okay.
  • Outlaw: Turbo Vampires... protect the vault!
  • Shaid: I can't believe you still have that stupid name.
  • Outlaw: Turbo Vampires is a cool name! Wait - Shaid?! Thought we left you to rot on Haven.
  • Shaid: Oh, you did. And FYI - you never forget your first betrayal.
  • Shaid: On yeah. Better than therapy.
  • Mason: They left us a present - a ship conduit. Just the kind of thing you need to open a vault.
  • Mason: Those wires have to lead somewhere.
  • Razor: So Shaid... or should I say Zevram? Is it okay if I call you Zev?
  • Shaid: Is it okay if I throw you out the airlock?
  • Razor: You're always welcome to try. Zev.
  • Razor: Looks like you've re-routed power back to one of those doors. Take a look and see what's inside!
  • Slippy: These bad guys sure have a lot of security.
  • Shaid: Right. That's my bad. I "might" have stolen all their stuff back in the day. Twice.
  • Chase: Do you rob everyone you come across?
  • Shaid: They robbed me first. What? Don't trust me?
  • Razor: Not one bit.
  • Shaid: Good. You're learning.
  • Slippy: Another ship... don't mind if I do!
  • Razor: Two doors. Two conduits. I think you're on the right track.
  • Slippy: Uh oh. Another defense system.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. Manifest shows one canister remaining.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Judge.
  • St. Grand: Years ago, in what seems like another life, I was doing research in the Antarctic. One night, a star fell from the heavens. It was a chunk of raw electrum, and inside, a truly alien species. Thousands of individual creatures existing as a single collective - and they were dying. I built them a protective suit, and gave them a name: Judge. Judge couldn't remember anything about where he came from, or even what he was. But he helped me unlock one of the greatest mysteries of the universe: the power of Nova. With Nova, I built the first Equinox program and began the search for Judge's homeworld. On my second expedition, l made contact with a Bion scientist named Dr. Hespera Thorn. She told me things about Judge's species, known as 'The Swarm', that I couldn't believe. Or maybe I just didn't want to. She asked me to help her finish her research. I said no... but I almost didn't. I have to admit that, after meeting Hespera, I've never looked at Judge the same way. Last I heard she was already in the Atlas system, on the world of Vylus. Perhaps our paths will cross again.
  • Mason: And anyone else find it weird that St. Grand never talked about her? Judge - did you meet Dr. Thorn?
  • Mason: I met Dr. Thorn on one occasion twelve years ago. I was not aware that they had collaborated on any research.
  • Shaid: Ooh - and the plot thickens.
  • Razor: Guys, the manifest says there's still one canister missing. Keep your eyes peeled - it's out there somewhere.
  • Mason: Okay Equinox, we're done here.

Covert Colleague[]

  • Dr. Thorn: Unknown ship, divert course immediately. I'm conducting very important research and don't have time for visitors!
  • Slippy: Hey, you must be Dr. Thorn, right? I'm Slippy!
  • Mason: We're from the Equinox, and I believe you know our captain, Victor St. Grand.
  • Dr. Thorn: Of course - this is incredible! How is he?!
  • Mason: St. Grand is... gone.
  • Dr. Thorn: I'm sorry child, you must be devastated. Please, come straight to my outpost. We must talk.
  • Dr. Thorn: I believe destiny has brought us together. Years ago, St. Grand and I began a project that could destroy the Legion for good. We parted ways before we could complete our research. For the sake of Atlas, and the galaxy, you must help me finish it.
  • Mason: Guys, I think we should help her.
  • Chase: Didn't St. Grand ditch her way back when?
  • Hunter: I know - but what if Thorn's right and we can stop the Legion?
  • Mason: It's worth the risk. Dr. Thorn - we'll help you finish your research.
  • Dr. Thorn: You've just taken the first step towards saving the galaxy. I'm sending you the co-ordinates of a Swarm artifact that's taken me a century to find. I call it the Keystone.
  • Judge: Dr. Thorn - St. Grand and I have been searching for my species for years. How did you locate the artifact?
  • Dr. Thorn: You brought the Swarm specimen with you!?
  • Mason: Judge is the whole reason we came to Atlas. We're trying to take him home.
  • Dr. Thorn: It's a fool's errand and I fear you'll regret it.
  • Levi: How can you say that?! He's one of us.
  • Dr. Thorn: One of you!? You have no idea what they're capable of - (sigh) Please understand, the Swarm are nothing like our species. They are more like locusts - an unstoppable, destructive force of nature.
  • Mason: If they're so dangerous, why are you even trying to find them?
  • Dr. Thorn: Because The Swarm hold the key to all our futures.
  • Dr. Thorn: The vines have trapped a large chunk of debris. To get to the artifact you re going to need to clear it. Those pods govern the vine's growth - and are laced with potent neuro-toxins. You must remove them. This cave system holds the keystone - but it also holds danger. These vines are far too toxic for me to get close. I've already taken the liberty of scanning your ship - your shielding should keep you safe.
  • Levi: Sweet. It's like gardening - with jets.
  • Dr. Thorn: I find it amazing that you and St. Grand are the same species.
  • Levi: Thank you!
  • Levi: Hey guys, I'm a little freaked out. You don't really think that Judge could be dangerous do you?
  • Judge: Levi, you are aware I am on this frequency, correct?
  • Levi: Oh sorry!
  • Razor: Don't be sorry. I'm worried too - how much do we actually know about it?
  • Chase: So Judge is an "it" now? When did that happen?
  • Razor: The moment I started wondering if Judge was a threat.
  • Mason: Guys, You know Judge can still hear us, right?
  • Judge: Please, do not allow my presence to stop you. You are all clearly concerned.
  • Hunter: Look, I don't like it either. Too many unknowns.
  • Mason: But the unknown is why we're out here.
  • Chase: Yeah - and we all know Judge. He's not dangerous!
  • Hunter: Thought I knew St. Grand too - it seems everyone has their secrets.
  • Slippy: I did it! The way's clear!
  • Dr. Thorn: You did it! You recovered an actual Swarm artifact! For a species of short-lived mammals, you are capable of great things.
  • Shaid: Watch who you're calling a mammal.
  • Dr. Thorn: Being here with all of you, it's like he was here too. I see facets of his personality in each one of you... Except for Levi.
  • Levi: Hey!
  • Dr. Thorn: Now bring me the artifact! The fate of a thousand worlds hangs in the balance.

=Making History[]

  • Dr. Thorn: Excellent work Equinox! Now place the keystone on top of the central structure. Bringing the two elements together will unlock the power hidden here for so long - and show us the way to The Swarm!
  • Judge: Mason, I am concerned. What if Dr. Thorn is correct and my species is a threat?
  • Mason: I'm not afraid of you, Judge.
  • Judge: Maybe you should be. If I harmed the Equinox I could not forgive myself. St. Grand saved me. Without him, and this crew, I would be lost.
  • Dr. Thorn: Mason Rana, I am curious. What did St. Grand tell you about me?
  • Mason: Funny story. He didn't actually mention you. Ever.
  • Dr. Thorn: How strange. He often told me about your world, and how beautiful it is. I hope to see it with my own eyes someday.
  • Mason: What's your planet like?
  • Dr. Thorn: My homeworld was once like your Earth... but now it's a desolate wasteland.
  • Dr. Thorn: Incredible.. You've made it to the top!
  • Slippy: Whoa, what's happening?!
  • Dr. Thorn: I was right! I was RIGHT! After so many years - a Swarm scout ship! I only wish St. Grand could see this!
  • Razor: Picking up an energy surge guys! A big one!
  • Judge: I can hear the ship - it is beautiful. Sounds like... singing.
  • Mason: Are there Swarm inside!?
  • Dr. Thorn: This ship is empty - but it's reaching out to contact the hive mind!
  • Razor: The signal's off the charts! It's a burst transmission and it's aimed right at Necrom!
  • Dr. Thorn: That can only mean one thing - there's living Swarm on Necrom! Meet me there as soon as you can - we are so close!
  • Judge: More of my species? This is why St. Grand created the Equinox. Please, we must go to Necrom and find them.

The Living Swarm[]

  • Chase: Whoa. This place is a graveyard.
  • Mason: I've never seen so many Primes in one place - and they re all destroyed. What happened?
  • Hunter: There's Dr. Thorn. Let's ask her.
  • Dr. Thorn: Welcome to our destiny! Can you feel it? This is where everything changes.
  • Mason: What happened to all these Primes?
  • Dr. Thorn: It was The Swarm. The Wardens once owned this planet. Then, the Swarm came for their Electrum. The Wardens tried to protect their harvest, but didn't stand a chance. The Swarm have the ability to merge with the Nova in the Legion machines and possess them. The Legion wasn't fighting the Swarm. it was fighting itself.
  • Dr. Thorn: Equinox! This is it! Live Swarm energy signatures- and they're coming from inside the head of that central Prime!
  • Hunter: How are we gonna get through that armor? We're not packing that kind of firepower.
  • Mason: But these Primes are! We can use their own lasers to punch a hole right through to the Swarm.
  • Dr. Thorn: Excellent thinking Mason Rana! I can see why St. Grand chose you for his expedition.
  • Shaid: You sure it's not his hair?
  • Razor: Yeah. Mason's hair is pretty great.
  • Levi: I like how in zero G, it doesn't even move. Pretty sick.
  • Mason: Can we just focus on the mission? Please?
  • Mason: These Primes still have some juice left in them! Plug that focusing crystal into one of their tails.
  • Levi: Whoa, imagine two Primes fighting it out!
  • Dr. Thorn: I have seen it with my own eyes.
  • Chase: How old are you?
  • Dr. Thorn: Old enough, child.
  • Dr. Thorn: You've freed the core! Now, bring it to me so we can collect our reward!
  • Chase: Guys - I've got a bad feeling about this!
  • Mason: This is our chance to defeat the Legion!
  • Mason: We should finish the mission.
  • Mason: Sorry Chase, we're giving her the Swarm!
  • Dr. Thorn: When the Wardens first arrived, they claimed they were explorers. They gave us a taste of their amazing technology. Tempted us with a bright future amongst the stars. But it was a lie. They took our culture, our freedom, and started stripping our world of its raw electrum. They crushed us under the Legions' heel. Then, one morning, they were gone. There was no warning. No explanation. They just vanished. My people celebrated their newfound freedom - but I could not. The Wardens were gone - but there was nothing preventing them from one day coming back. Every species has a weakness. I crossed the galaxy searching for something to use against the Wardens. It was on a string of barren worlds that I finally found my answer. The Swarm. All I needed was a live specimen - and I had almost given up hope on ever finding one. Until I met St. Grand and Judge. With the amount of Swarm we have found, I could save a star system. With Judge, I could save the galaxy. Give Judge to me. I will take the Swarm, find the Wardens and destroy them.
  • Mason: No. Judge isn't a weapon!
  • Hunter: You heard Mason. The answer is no.
  • Razor: If we handed Judge to you, we'd be no better than Grax!
  • Dr. Thorn: I haven't toiled for centuries to be stopped by you. You have no idea what life was like under the Wardens- well let me give you a taste of it!
  • Mason: The Swarm possessed those Cyclops. but way are they attacking us? Why are they so angry?
  • Judge: They're not angry, they're afraid. They've been locked inside a Prime core for centuries. They think they're still at war. Destroy their Legion hosts, and they'll retreat back to the Prime's core.
  • Mason: What then?
  • Judge: I will attempt to reason with them.
  • Slippy: Got it!
  • Mason: All the Swarm's back in the core!
  • Judge: You must Starlink the Swarm to the Equinox.
  • Hunter: That's taking some big chances!
  • Razor: What if they possess the ship?! The Equinox is our only way home!
  • Chase: You're wrong. The Equinox is our home.
  • Mason: I trust Judge. We're doing it!
  • Judge: I will absorb the Swarm. They will become part of the collective known as 'Judge'. Memories emerging... Ah! We came to Atlas, hungry for Electrum. No. The Wardens attacked us. We fought back. We feel regret at the conflict. We have become Judge and are finally at peace.

Last Word[]

  • Mason: So the Swarm, so many of them, they were here in Atlas. But now who knows where they are.
  • Judge: These few members of the Swarm are proof that my species is still alive. We will find them one day.
  • Chase: But where's Thorn? Where'd she go?
  • Razor: She's gone. Escaped when we were dealing with the Swarm.
  • Mason: Then we track her down and deal with her.
  • Shaid: She's probably halfway out of the system by now. Sorry Mason, I know how you feel. You never forget your first betrayal.
  • Mason: We'll run into Thorn again.
  • Shaid: Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I managed to track down the co-ordinates of the last data canister. Don't know if that's something that interests you, but I'll send you the co-ordinates. Y'know, just in case. And I won't even charge you for it.
  • Chase: Closing on the last canister. This is it guys.
  • Mason: We've seen everyone's dossier... except mine.
  • Razor: Right. Do you want to listen to this alone, Mason?
  • Mason: No. It's ok. Let's hear it.
  • Sage: Equinox data recovered. All Equinox canisters accounted for.
  • St. Grand: St. Grand personal log. Subject: Mason Rana.
  • St. Grand: Mason is a brilliant young mind. He's achieved more in his first twenty years than I did in forty. lused to tremble at the thought of what awaited us in the stars, but then i met Mason and saw that he had no fear of the unknown, only hope. He will succeed where I once faltered. The Equinox is one small ship, one small family, in a vast and dangerous universe - but with Mason's optimism, creativity, and enduring faith in his friends, we will never be alone.
  • Mason: I... don't know what to say.
  • Levi: Yeah. We all miss him too. But at least we have each other.
  • Chase: Thanks Levi, that was really nice.
  • Shaid: Mason?
  • Mason: Yeah, Shaid?
  • Shaid: Don't let that all brilliant hope stuff go to your head, okay?

Star Fox Campaign[]

These missions are only found on the Nintendo Switch version of Starlink Battle for Atlas, which the Star Fox team is available. The Crimson Moon DLC must be purchased to access the Crimson Moon challenge as well as be able to play as Peppy Hare, Slippy Toad, and Falco Lombardi. Additionally, the player must complete "A Wolf in Atlas" in order to unlock the exclusive mission.

Enter Star Fox[]

  • Shaid: Hey Star Fox. How bad do you want to find this Wolf guy? If you had to put a price on it.
  • Slippy: Do you take Cornerian money?
  • Shaid: Oh, right... Look, I heard the Expedition got raided. Some research site on Haven. Not the usual M.O. for Outlaws. Might be your guy.
  • Fox: Star Wolf. Alright, boys. This could be our first big lead. Let's chase it down.

Research Site[]

  • Fox: We're coming up on that research site. Ready to track down Wolf?
  • Peppy: Ready as the day is young!
  • Slippy: I sure hope he hasn't caused too much trouble!
  • Falco: But if he has, we'll make him pay.
  • Fox: Let's do this!
  • Slippy: Hey, where is everyone?
  • Falco: Guess we gotta check the place out ourselves.
  • Peppy: How? I can't see a darn thing.
  • Fox: Let's get some light. Just need to find a generator.
  • Falco: Oh good, You turned on a... thing.
  • Slippy: Hmm, it looks like a 3-D scanning device. And a pretty advanced one too! I bet their engineers worked really hard on it!
  • Falco: So you're saying we should shoot it?
  • Slippy: What?! No, don't do that!
  • Falco: Ha ha.
  • Peppy: C'mon, enough lollygaggin. We can't know what Wolf was after unless we get those lights on.
  • Peppy: That's gettin' a little better.
  • Falco: I don't get it. What could Wolf possibly want in a dump like this?
  • Fox: Well, he left all the pricey gadgets behind so it's not the money.
  • Slippy: Maybe he wanted the research?
  • Peppy: Suppose that depends on what they were researchin' here. One more generator oughta shine a light on it.
  • Peppy: Ah, my eyes! I can see!
  • Falco: You sure you should be flying?
  • Slippy: Hey look! The ground's all dug up. Those researchers must have made a big discovery. What did they find?
  • Fox: Beats me. But if Wolf ordered the attack, it can't be anything good.
  • Peppy: You think they left anythin' under those crystal majiggers?
  • Falco: One way to find out.
  • Peppy: Hm. Maybe try another.
  • Peppy: Still nothin'? Okay, one more.
  • Fox: Hey, I found something.
  • Slippy: It might be too old for your scanner to pick up. Maybe there's something around here that'll work! Nice. Now try setting it on that scanning device you found. That'll probably do it! Okay, I'm connecting to the Expedition database... Oh, that's what they were researching! A Legion roboti Or part of one at least. Dated "pre-Electrum Rush era." Sounds cool!
  • Fox: Part of one, huh. What do you want to bet Wolf took the rest?
  • Falco: A big dumb mechanical weapon? Sure smells like Wolf.
  • Slippy: (hearing an explosion) What was that?!
  • Peppy: Fox. I'm pickin' up a heat signature in the area. It might be a survivor!
  • Fox: I'm on it!
  • Fox: A fire! Wait, there's something under the rubble!
  • Fox: Got it!
  • Slippy: Wah! What kinda ship is that? Are those bones?!
  • Fox: Doesn't seem like anyone's inside. Shaid, you know about this unit?
  • Shaid: Sure, not like I'm busy. Oh yeah. See the Ticker horns? They mean scrapper belongs to Cash. He's an Outlaw. And not the fun kind like me. He's greedy and ambitious and dumber than a Sasquid. Someone's always pulling his strings.
  • Fox: Just the kind of goon Wolf would hire. Alright, send me those coordinates. sounds like we gotta pay this Cash a visit.

Cash and the Boys[]

  • Peppy: Stay alert! You're coming up on the Outlaw base!
  • Slippy: You think he'll tell us where Wolf is? He might not wanna talk.
  • Falco: Oh, he'll talk.
  • Fox: We gotta smoke him out first! Let's get to it!
  • Cash: Hey! You're not supposed to be here! This is Wolf's turf and you DO NOT want to get on his bad side, believe me!
  • Fox: Heh, we're always on his bad side.
  • Cash: Y-you're Star Fox! Wolf told me about you! Oh we're in the money now. Everyone, target those ships!
  • Falco: Finally! A good fight!
  • Peppy: Aim for the turrets on his base. That oughta rile 'em up!
  • Male Outlaw: This isn't over!
  • Slippy: Nice shot!
  • Falco: Not too shabby.
  • Slippy: Nice shot!
  • Female Outlaw: Uh, boss, they're really wreckin' us out here!
  • Cash: What? You outnumber them ten-to-one! Dang it, I want every fighter we got! Just take 'em down!
  • Peppy: You'll have to fight 'em off! Be careful!
  • Male Outlaw: That's it, I'm bailing! Eject!
  • Cash: Just lose, already!
  • Cash: My ships! My... my base! You wait 'til Wolf hears about this!
  • Peppy: Nice shootin', Fox!
  • Fox: Thanks!
  • Slippy: Wait! He didn't tell us where Wolf is!
  • Falco: That dimwit doesn't know where his own tail is. But he mighta left something in his base that can help.
  • Shaid: Hey, just watch for traps. Mama's still gotta get paid.
  • Slippy: Wolf sure has been busy!
  • Falco: Guess his goons from Lylat were dragging him down.
  • Fox: And without Andross paying the bills, Wolf is on his own.
  • Peppy: Ah. So you could say he's a "lone wolf."
  • Falco: Oof, I just aged 10 years from that joke, old man.
  • Slippy: Hahaha! I thought it was funny!
  • Fox: It was kinda funny.
  • Falco: Huh. And they say I got a bird brain.
  • Fox: Hey, there's a pile of scrap here. Looks like Legion.
  • Peppy: My word! That's gotta be what those Expedition fellas dug up on Haven.
  • Slippy: Poor researchers. I wonder what happened to them.
  • Fox: They're not here, but this is definitely their stuff. Except for that machine. Don't remember seeing that at the research site. Let's get a closer look.
  • Falco: Oh I know what that is. It's a toaster.
  • Fox: (loud sigh) Hey Starlink, mind helping me out?
  • Eli: Let me see... Now I ain't seen that beast in a long while. Back in the day, we Prospectors mined the ice on Tundria for water. That there slicer was the best way to do it. Best way to singe your blossom too. So we usually got folk from the Icebrig instead.
  • Slippy: What's the Iceberg?
  • Eli: Icebrig. Coldest prison in Atlas. You want to pick up the scent of your furry friend, might be you should look there.
  • Fox: A prison on Tundria. Thanks for the tipl We'll check it out.
  • Slippy: Tundria's an ice planet, right? What do you think Wolf is doing there?
  • Fox: My guess is he's digging up more of those Legion parts, like on Haven.
  • Peppy: But why? They ain't even whole. And even if they were, he can't control em.
  • Slippy: Maybe he's building a new ship. Or a giant robot!
  • Falco: Hmph. What's that crazy canine up to.

Wolf Introduction[]

  • Cash: Seems like that Fox guy has made some friends. They just destroyed my outpost. There must of been fifty ships.
  • Wolf: Oh? Fifty ships, huh?
  • Cash: Yeah, yeah... and the worst part is, they're headed to your place on Tundria now.
  • Wolf: Good.
  • Cash: Exactly! Glad you -- Wait...ummm... Why is that good again? [Wolf shuts off the hologram and proceeds to bite the alien arm, only to spit it out in disgust]
  • Wolf: Blagh. Never thought I'd miss the food on Corneria. [throws it away]

A Frigid Feud[]

  • Slippy: Hey Fox. According to the Starmap, Tundria's in the Frontier Sector. It might be tough, so you should make sure your gear is top notch before we head out!
  • Slippy: Fox, I'm getting close to the Icebrig.
  • Peppy: Take care now. If that Prospector machine came from here, Wolf's henchmen might still be lurkin.
  • Fox: Yeah, I'll keep an eye on my G-diffuser. Never know when I'll need to jet.
  • Researcher: Look! Hello? Excuse me! Can you get us out of here?
  • Peppy: Are those the researchers from Haven?
  • Slippy: (gasp) You found them!
  • Fox: They're locked behind some kind of shield. Can you hack it, Slippy?
  • Slippy: Can I ever! Connect to that terminal. I can decode it from here. It's working! It might take a little time to break through.
  • Falco: Hold up. The flags! That's Wolf!
  • Zonna: Now! Be polite little dogs and DESTROY THEM!
  • Peppy: It's a trap! You got enemies incomin'!
  • Falco: Move those frog fingers, Slippy!
  • Slippy: I'm trying, I'm trying!
  • Peppy: Keep on it, Slip. We'll just have to fight 'em off for now!
  • Peppy: The rest is up to you!
  • Sage: Hack successful, access granted.
  • Zonna: Useless All of you Outlaw swine! Hmph. Perhaps I'll do this my way!
  • Fox: Hey, our beef's not with you. We're just looking for Wolf.
  • Zonna: And you thought you'd find him here? That fool, Cash, played his role better than I thought.
  • Fox: What? Look, I don't know what Wolf promised you, but I'm telling you, it's not worth it.
  • Zonna: The Expedition sought to limit my ambition as well. But I'll never surrender! Especially not to the likes of YOU!
  • Zonna: [defeated] Such a nuisance! I told Wolf this trap was a foolish idea! It will be weeks to find new researchers. Rargh!
  • Fox: Team, report.
  • Slippy: The hack is complete! Now let's go free those researchers!
  • Fox: Are you okay? What happened?
  • Researcher: It was a nightmare! Those Outlaws demanded to know where to find Legion. We told them Ashar's a good bet, but I didn't realize they'd make us work there! Next to those horrifying cellblocks no less! And for a Prospector!
  • Fox: Sounds like Wolf's got a big operation on Ashar. We got our next target, boys.
  • Falco: In other words, this was all just a trap. You know what that means.
  • Fox: Wolf knows we're here.
  • Peppy: Then our next fight may be the hardest of all.
  • Slippy: To Ashar!

The Plan Revealed[]

  • Peppy: You're closin' in on the worksite! If Wolf is really buildin' his own Legion machine, this Prospector is the key. We find him, we find Wolf. I know it.
  • Fox: Copy that, Peppy.
  • Male Outlaw: Hey, hey, who the heck is that?
  • Female Outlaw: Get 'em out of here! We still gotta break this thing open or Grimm's gonna have our hides!
  • Fox: That looks like the place! I'm going in!
  • Female Outlaw: We can't even touch these guys Argh, time to scram!
  • Falco: Alright. Now that they're gone, can anyone tell me what's up with the laser tank?
  • Peppy: If I ain't mistaken, that's the Icebrig machine from Cash's base.
  • Falco: Yeah, I know what it is. I'm just trying to figure out what those numbskulls were aiming to do. I mean, they opened the other two compartments, so why's this one not working?
  • Slippy: If we scan the machine, I should be able to determine the source of the malfunction.
  • Sage: Scan complete.
  • Slippy: Hmm, according to these readings, the machine's energy output is almost completely drained.
  • Falco: Great. So how do we open it?
  • Fox: We need to find another way inside.
  • Fox: A door. Guess i just yank it open.
  • Fox: This old hunk of junk is still active.
  • Peppy: Take your time! That's quite a hefty defense system they got there.
  • Fox: It's a dead end. Some kind of missile bay.
  • Peppy: Do NOT touch those missiles. They're likely volatile and extremely dangerous!
  • Slippy: That's right! I bet one of these missiles could break through that door, no problem!
  • Falco: Yeah, I hear they're volatile and extremely dangerous.
  • Peppy: But I- You can't- Rrrrgh.
  • Fox: Gotcha.
  • Slippy: Be careful on your way back! Your ship can take a hit from those lasers, but that missile sure can't!
  • Peppy: Oh my poor hearts thumpin' like a bunny. I can't take this.
  • Peppy: Phew, thank goodness that's over!
  • Slippy: Now secure the warhead to the door. Then we can recalibrate the slicer and BOOM! We're in!
  • Peppy: And there goes my heart again.
  • Fox: Bomb secure!
  • Koval: Well isn't this just peachy. I gave my crew one job. Clear the area and get that vault open. That... that's one job. I know it sounded like two. It's one. One job.
  • Koval: [half-shield] Raaaargh! Right on the money.
  • Koval: Sorry to mess up your paint job. Rrrrrgh... I'll let you off easy this time. Next fight, you won't be so lucky.
  • Slippy: Great work, Fox!
  • Fox: Thanks! That felt good,
  • Falco: Yeah, yeah, stop patting yourself on the back and let's get that laser working. I wanna see what all this fuss was about.
  • Peppy: Just tell me when it's over.
  • Slippy: Yes, it's working!
  • Peppy: You didn't even know it would work?!
  • Slippy: I was pretty sure!
  • Fox: Come on, let's see what we got. It's a Legion machine, like the one in Cash's base. But this one's completely intact. Wolf isn't just scrounging up parts to build a single robot. With Legion machines like this, he can build a whole army!
  • Falco: And I bet this isn't the only ship he's broken into either.
  • Peppy: If he gets these Legion machines to Lylat, Corneria's done for! He can't even control 'em!
  • Slippy: No! We have to stop him!
  • Fox: Rrgh. Hey Equinox, sorry for the trouble, but we need your help. Wolf is gathering Legion. We need a way to track them.
  • Razor: If they're not part of Grax's network, it's gonna be a little tough. But I think Sage can do it. I'll get you an answer soon, promise.
  • Fox: Thanks, Razor. We'll be waiting.
  • Razor: Star Fox, you read?
  • Fox: I copy. What's up?
  • Razor: Sage managed to pick up a massive Nova signature out in space. It might be another spindrive. Think it's Wolf?
  • Fox: No way to know for sure. But if he has a way to reach Lylat, then we gotta hurry. You guys ready?
  • Slippy: Good to go!
  • Peppy: All systems green.
  • Falco: Time to send Wolf packing.

The Fight for Corneria[]

  • Fox: Hey, you guys see that?
  • Peppy: What is it?
  • Slippy: It's a shield! Woah!
  • Falco: Ah! The coward's hiding!
  • Fox: Not for long. Wolf isn't going anywhere with those Primes. Hey Wolf. The jig is up! Your time in Atlas is over!
  • Wolf: Star Fox. Mmmmm. You finally showed up. I was beginning to think you'd lost your touch.
  • Fox: Not a chance! We're taking you down!
  • Peppy: You can't reach him until you destroy that shield! You need to destroy the generators!
  • Fox: I'm on it!
  • Fox: [destroys first generator] That's one!
  • Wolf: Attempting to lower the shield? Hehehe. You'll have to work faster than that. As soon as my new spindrive is prepared, I'll use these Primes to show Corneria who really holds the power.
  • Fox: Can't let you do that, Wolf.
  • Wolf: And I can't let you stop me, Fox.
  • Fox: [destroys second generator] Second generator destroyed.
  • Peppy: The shield is down!
  • Slippy: Look! The Primes are attached to his ship! There's so many!
  • Wolf: I've grown tired of this game. Cash, Zonna, Koval, get out there and finish this.
  • Cash: Got your back, boss!
  • Zonna: I'll crush them!
  • Koval: They won't get away this time. Count on it.
  • Fox: Ready to go!
  • Wolf: Argh, what simpletons. Ready the spindrive! We're leaving. Goodbye, Star Fox.
  • Fox: Wait! The spindrive's exposed We need to take it out before Wolf can get away!
  • Slippy: Maybe... yes! By my estimates, if you can knock those Primes loose, they'll be sucked into the spindrive and cause a massive explosion! But don't get too close or it'll suck you in too!
  • Fox: Good thinking, Slippy! Target those clamps!
  • Wolf: No!! Corneria was finally in my grasp! Rrrrargh! Why? Why are you always hounding me? I flew across the entire galaxy! Yet you're still here!
  • Fox: We just go where the trouble is. And you're always trouble.
  • Wolf: I'll make you pay for this if it's the last thing I do! You and your so-called friends!

Wolf's defeat[]

  • Wolf: (coughs) Noooo!... This isn't over, Fox! (The Wolfen bursts into flames as it plummets into the abyss of space)
  • Mason: So, you heading back to Corneria now?
  • Fox: Eventually, but let's be honest here... ... you guys need all the help you can get.
  • Peppy: Hm.
  • Falco: Hmph!
  • Slippy: Yeah! (The Star Fox Team pose as a photo is taken of them)
  • Slippy: So. What now?
  • Falco: Gotta be somethin' around we can fight.
  • Peppy: (tired) Mm. I could use a little shuteye.
  • Fox: Come on, Wolf's out of the picture, but the Legion's not going away any time soon. The whole galaxy is counting on us.
  • Peppy: (snoring)
  • Fox: Slippy.
  • Slippy: Yes sir! I have the airhorn right here.
  • Peppy: Wha-?! No, I'm awake!
  • Fox: Good. Then let's rock n' roll.

Enter Star Fox[]

  • Shaid: Hey Star Fox. How bad do you want to find this Wolf guy? If you had to put a price on it.
  • Slippy: Do you take Cornerian money?
  • Shaid: Oh, right... Look, I heard the Expedition got raided. Some research site on Haven. Not the usual M.O. for Outlaws. Might be your guy.
  • Fox: Star Wolf. Alright, boys. This could be our first big lead. Let's chase it down.

Research Site[]

  • Fox: We're coming up on that research site. Ready to track down Wolf?
  • Peppy: Ready as the day is young!
  • Slippy: I sure hope he hasn't caused too much trouble!
  • Falco: But if he has, we'll make him pay.
  • Fox: Let's do this!
  • Slippy: Hey, where is everyone?
  • Falco: Guess we gotta check the place out ourselves.
  • Peppy: How? I can't see a darn thing.
  • Fox: Let's get some light. Just need to find a generator.
  • Falco: Oh good, I turned on a... thing.
  • Slippy: Hmm, it looks like a 3-D scanning device. And a pretty advanced one too! I bet their engineers worked really hard on it!
  • Falco: So you're saying I should shoot it?
  • Slippy: What?! No! Don't do that!
  • Falco: Heh!
  • Peppy: C'mon, enough lollygaggin. We can't know what Wolf was after unless we get those lights on.
  • Peppy: That's gettin' a little better.
  • Falco: I don't get it. What could Wolf possibly want in a dump like this?
  • Fox: Well, he left all the pricey gadgets behind so it's not the money.
  • Slippy: Maybe he wanted the research?
  • Peppy: Suppose that depends on what they were researchin' here. One more generator oughta shine a light on it.
  • Peppy: Ah, my eyes! I can see!
  • Falco: You sure you should be flying?
  • Slippy: Hey look! The ground's all dug up. Those researchers must have made a big discovery. What did they find?
  • Fox: Beats me. But if Wolf ordered the attack, it can't be anything good.
  • Peppy: You think they left anythin' under those crystal majiggers?
  • Falco: I got a quick way to find out.
  • Peppy: Hm. Maybe try another.
  • Peppy: Still nothin'? Okay, one more.
  • Falco: Hey, another thing. I'm just finding things all over the place.
  • Slippy: It might be too old for your scanner to pick up. Maybe there's something around here that'll work! Nice. Now try setting it on that scanning device you found. That'll probably do it! Okay, I'm connecting to the Expedition database... Oh, that's what they were researching! A Legion roboti Or part of one at least. Dated "pre-Electrum Rush era." Sounds cool!
  • Fox: Part of one, huh. What do you want to bet Wolf took the rest?
  • Falco: A big dumb mechanical weapon? Sure smells like Wolf.
  • Slippy: (hearing an explosion) What was that?!
  • Slippy: Huh, Ok. I'm pickin' up a heat signature in the area. Maybe it's a survivor!
  • Falco: Copy that. I'm on it!
  • Fox: A fire! Wait, there's something under the rubble!
  • Falco: There!
  • Slippy: Wah! What kinda ship is that? Are those bones?!
  • Fox: Doesn't seem like anyone's inside. Shaid, you know about this unit?
  • Shaid: Sure, not like I'm busy. Oh yeah. See the Ticker horns? They mean scrapper belongs to Cash. He's an Outlaw. And not the fun kind like me. He's greedy and ambitious and dumber than a Sasquid. Someone's always pulling his strings.
  • Fox: Just the kind of goon Wolf would hire. Alright, send me those coordinates. sounds like we gotta pay this Cash a visit.

Cash and the Boys[]

  • Peppy: Stay alert! You're coming up on the Outlaw base!
  • Slippy: You think he'll tell us where Wolf is? He might not wanna talk.
  • Falco: Oh, he'll talk.
  • Fox: We gotta smoke him out first! Let's get to it!
  • Cash: Hey! You're not supposed to be here! This is Wolf's turf and you DO NOT want to get on his bad side, believe me!
  • Fox: Heh, we're always on his bad side.
  • Cash: Y-you're Star Fox! Wolf told me about you! Oh we're in the money now. Everyone, target those ships!
  • Falco: Finally! A good fight!
  • Peppy: Aim for the turrets on his base. That oughta rile 'em up!
  • Male Outlaw: This isn't over!
  • Slippy: Nice shot!
  • Falco: Not too shabby.
  • Slippy: Nice shot!
  • Female Outlaw: Uh, boss, they're really wreckin' us out here!
  • Cash: What? You outnumber them ten-to-one! Dang it, I want every fighter we got! Just take 'em down!
  • Peppy: You'll have to fight 'em off! Be careful!
  • Male Outlaw: That's it, I'm bailing! Eject!
  • Cash: Just lose, already!
  • Cash: My ships! My... my base! You wait 'til Wolf hears about this!
  • Fox: All aircraft report.
  • Falco: Me? You should worry about the other guy.
  • Slippy: Wait! He didn't tell us where Wolf is!
  • Falco: That dimwit doesn't know where his own tail is. But he mighta left something in his base that can help.
  • Shaid: Hey, just watch for traps. Mama's still gotta get paid.
  • Slippy: Wolf sure has been busy!
  • Falco: Guess his goons from Lylat were dragging him down.
  • Fox: And without Andross paying the bills, Wolf is on his own.
  • Peppy: Ah. So you could say he's a "lone wolf."
  • Falco: Oof, I just aged 10 years from that joke, old man.
  • Slippy: Hahaha! I thought it was funny!
  • Fox: It was kinda funny.
  • Falco: Huh. And they say I got a bird brain.
  • Falco: Hey, am I wrong here or is that a Prime?
  • Peppy: My word! That's gotta be what those Expedition fellas dug up on Haven.
  • Slippy: Poor researchers. I wonder what happened to them.
  • Fox: They're not here, but this is definitely their stuff. Except for that machine. Don't remember seeing that at the research site. Let's get a closer look.
  • Falco: Oh I know what that is. It's a toaster.
  • Fox: (loud sigh) Hey Starlink, mind helping me out?
  • Eli: Let me see... Now I ain't seen that beast in a long while. Back in the day, we Prospectors mined the ice on Tundria for water. That there slicer was the best way to do it. Best way to singe your blossom too. So we usually got folk from the Icebrig instead.
  • Peppy: The Iceberg?
  • Eli: Icebrig. Coldest prison in Atlas. You want to pick up the scent of your furry friend, might be you should look there.
  • Fox: A prison on Tundria. Thanks for the tipl We'll check it out.
  • Slippy: Tundria's an ice planet, right? What do you think Wolf is doing there?
  • Fox: My guess is he's digging up more of those Legion parts, like on Haven.
  • Peppy: But why? They ain't even whole. And even if they were, he can't control em.
  • Slippy: Maybe he's building a new ship. Or a giant robot!
  • Falco: Hmph. What's that crazy canine up to.

Wolf Introduction[]

  • Cash: Seems like that Fox guy has made some friends. They just destroyed my outpost. There must of been fifty ships.
  • Wolf: Oh? Fifty ships, huh?
  • Cash: Yeah, yeah... and the worst part is, they're headed to your place on Tundria now.
  • Wolf: Good.
  • Cash: Exactly! Glad you -- Wait...ummm... Why is that good again? [Wolf shuts off the hologram and proceeds to bite the alien arm, only to spit it out in disgust]
  • Wolf: Blagh. Never thought I'd miss the food on Corneria. [throws it away]

A Frigid Feud[]

  • Fox: Okay, team. The map says Tundria's in the Frontier Sector, so we should make sure to gear up. We'll move out when everyone's ready.
  • Falco: Fox, I'm entering range of the prison.
  • Peppy: Take care now. If that Prospector machine came from here, Wolf's henchmen might still be lurkin.
  • Fox: Yeah, I'll keep an eye on my G-diffuser. Never know when I'll need to jet.
  • Researcher: Look! Hello? Excuse me! Can you get us out of here?
  • Peppy: Are those the researchers from Haven?
  • Slippy: (gasp) You found them!
  • Fox: They're locked behind some kind of shield. Can you hack it, Slippy?
  • Slippy: Can I ever! Connect to that terminal. I can decode it from here. It's working! It might take a little time to break through.
  • Falco: Hold up. The flags! That's Wolf!
  • Zonna: Now! Be polite little dogs and DESTROY THEM!
  • Peppy: It's a trap! You got enemies incomin'!
  • Falco: Move those frog fingers, Slippy!
  • Slippy: I'm trying, I'm trying!
  • Peppy: Keep on it, Slip. We'll just have to fight 'em off for now!
  • Peppy: The rest is up to you!
  • Sage: Hack successful, access granted.
  • Zonna: Useless All of you Outlaw swine! Hmph. Perhaps I'll do this my way!
  • Fox: Hey, our beef's not with you. We're just looking for Wolf.
  • Zonna: And you thought you'd find him here? That fool, Cash, played his role better than I thought.
  • Fox: What? Look, I don't know what Wolf promised you, but I'm telling you, it's not worth it.
  • Zonna: The Expedition sought to limit my ambition as well. But I'll never surrender! Especially not to the likes of YOU!
  • Zonna: [defeated] Such a nuisance! I told Wolf this trap was a foolish idea! It will be weeks to find new researchers. Rargh!
  • Fox: Team, report.
  • Slippy: The hack is complete! Now let's go free those researchers!
  • Falco: Everyone okay here? What happened?
  • Researcher: It was a nightmare! Those Outlaws demanded to know where to find Legion. We told them Ashar's a good bet, but I didn't realize they'd make us work there! Next to those horrifying cellblocks no less! And for a Prospector!
  • Fox: Sounds like Wolf's got a big operation on Ashar. We got our next target, boys.
  • Falco: In other words, this was all just a trap. You know what that means.
  • Fox: Wolf knows we're here.
  • Peppy: Then our next fight may be the hardest of all.
  • Slippy: To Ashar!

The Plan Revealed[]

  • Fox: You're closing in on the worksite! If Wolf is really building his own Legion machine, this Prospector is the key. We find him, we find Wolf. I can feel it.
  • Falco: Copy that, Fox. I won't let you down!
  • Male Outlaw: Hey, hey, who the heck is that?
  • Female Outlaw: Get 'em out of here! We still gotta break this thing open or Grimm's gonna have our hides!
  • Fox: Yeah, this looks like the place! Keep your eyes front and finger on the trigger. You got this!
  • Female Outlaw: We can't even touch these guys Argh, time to scram!
  • Falco: Alright. Now that they're gone, can anyone tell me what's up with the laser tank?
  • Peppy: If I ain't mistaken, that's the Icebrig machine from Cash's base.
  • Falco: Yeah, I know what it is. I'm just trying to figure out what those numbskulls were aiming to do. I mean, they opened the other two compartments, so why's this one not working?
  • Slippy: Good question. If I scan the machine, I should be able to determine the source of the malfunction.
  • Sage: Scan complete.
  • Slippy: Hmm, according to these readings, the machine's energy output is almost completely drained.
  • Falco: Great. So how do we open it?
  • Fox: We need to find another way inside.
  • Falco: Well I don't see a handle, but I bet I can convince it to open.
  • Falco: Hey, this hunk of junk is still active!
  • Peppy: Take your time! That's quite a hefty defense system they got there.
  • Falco: Great. Dead end. Some kinda missile bay.
  • Peppy: Do NOT touch those missiles. They're likely volatile and extremely dangerous!
  • Slippy: That's right! I bet one of these missiles could break through that door, no problem!
  • Falco: Yeah, I hear they're volatile and extremely dangerous.
  • Peppy: But I- You can't- Rrrrgh.
  • Falco: Gotcha!
  • Slippy: Hmm, I'll have to be careful on the way back. My ship can take a hit from those lasers, but the missile sure can't.
  • Peppy: Oh my poor hearts thumpin' like a bunny. I can't take this.
  • Peppy: Phew, thank goodness that's over!
  • Slippy: Now secure the warhead to the door. Then we can recalibrate the slicer and BOOM! We're in!
  • Peppy: And there goes my heart again.
  • Slippy: Bomb's in place!
  • Koval: Well isn't this just peachy. I gave my crew one job. Clear the area and get that vault open. That... that's one job. I know it sounded like two. It's one. One job.
  • Koval: [half-shield] Raaaargh! Right on the money.
  • Koval: Sorry to mess up your paint job. Rrrrrgh... I'll let you off easy this time. Next fight, you won't be so lucky.
  • Fox: All aircraft report.
  • Falco: You gotta admit: I'm good.
  • Falco: Yeah, yeah, stop patting yourself on the back and let's get that laser working. I wanna see what all this fuss was about.
  • Peppy: Just tell me when it's over.
  • Slippy: Yes, it's working!
  • Peppy: You didn't even know it would work?!
  • Slippy: I was pretty sure!
  • Fox: Come on, let's see what we got.
  • Falco: There's a Prime in here! And not just parts either. This is the real deal.
  • Fox: Wolf isn't just scrounging up parts to build a single robot. With Legion machines like this, he can build a whole army!
  • Falco: And I bet this isn't the only ship he's broken into either.
  • Peppy: If he gets these Legion machines to Lylat, Corneria's done for! He can't even control 'em!
  • Slippy: No! We have to stop him!
  • Fox: Rrgh. Hey Equinox, sorry for the trouble, but we need your help. Wolf is gathering Legion. We need a way to track them.
  • Razor: If they're not part of Grax's network, it's gonna be a little tough. But I think Sage can do it. I'll get you an answer soon, promise.
  • Fox: Thanks, Razor. We'll be waiting.
  • Razor: Star Fox, you read?
  • Fox: I copy. What's up?
  • Razor: Sage managed to pick up a massive Nova signature out in space. It might be another spindrive. Think it's Wolf?
  • Fox: No way to know for sure. But if he has a way to reach Lylat, then we gotta hurry. You guys ready?
  • Slippy: Good to go!
  • Peppy: All systems green.
  • Falco: Time to send Wolf packing.

The Fight for Corneria[]

  • Falco: Hey Fox, I got something in my sights.
  • Peppy: What is it?
  • Slippy: It's a shield! Woah!
  • Falco: Ah! The coward's hiding!
  • Fox: Not for long. Wolf isn't going anywhere with those Primes. Hey Wolf. The jig is up! Your time in Atlas is over!
  • Wolf: Star Fox. Mmmmm. You finally showed up. I was beginning to think you'd lost your touch.
  • Fox: Not a chance! We're taking you down!
  • Peppy: You can't reach him until you destroy that shield! You need to destroy the generators!
  • Falco: I'm on it!
  • Fox: Yeah, that's it!
  • Slippy: Nice shot!
  • Falco: [destroys first generator] Target down!
  • Wolf: Attempting to lower the shield? Hehehe. You'll have to work faster than that. As soon as my new spindrive is prepared, I'll use these Primes to show Corneria who really holds the power.
  • Fox: Can't let you do that, Wolf.
  • Wolf: And I can't let you stop me, Fox.
  • Falco: [destroys second generator] Second target destroyed.
  • Peppy: The shield is down!
  • Slippy: Look! The Primes are attached to his ship! There's so many!
  • Wolf: I've grown tired of this game. Cash, Zonna, Koval, get out there and finish this.
  • Cash: Got your back, boss!
  • Zonna: I'll crush them!
  • Koval: They won't get away this time. Count on it.
  • Fox: Ready to go!
  • Wolf: Argh, what simpletons. Ready the spindrive! We're leaving. Goodbye, Star Fox.
  • Fox: Wait! The spindrive's exposed We need to take it out before Wolf can get away!
  • Slippy: Maybe... yes! By my estimates, if you can knock those Primes loose, they'll be sucked into the spindrive and cause a massive explosion! But don't get too close or it'll suck you in too!
  • Wolf: No!! Corneria was finally in my grasp! Rrrrargh! Why? Why are you always hounding me? I flew across the entire galaxy! Yet you're still here!
  • Fox: We just go where the trouble is. And you're always trouble.
  • Wolf: I'll make you pay for this if it's the last thing I do! You and your so-called friends!

Wolf's defeat[]

  • Wolf: (coughs) Noooo!... This isn't over, Fox! (The Wolfen bursts into flames as it plummets into the abyss of space)
  • Mason: So, you heading back to Corneria now?
  • Fox: Eventually, but let's be honest here... ... you guys need all the help you can get.
  • Peppy: Hm.
  • Falco: Hmph!
  • Slippy: Yeah! (The Star Fox Team pose as a photo is taken of them)
  • Slippy: So. What now?
  • Falco: Gotta be somethin' around we can fight.
  • Peppy: (tired) Mm. I could use a little shuteye.
  • Fox: Come on, Wolf's out of the picture, but the Legion's not going away any time soon. The whole galaxy is counting on us.
  • Peppy: (snoring)
  • Fox: Slippy.
  • Slippy: Yes sir! I have the airhorn right here.
  • Peppy: Wha-?! No, I'm awake!
  • Fox: Good. Then let's rock n' roll.

Enter Star Fox[]

  • Shaid: Hey Star Fox. How bad do you want to find this Wolf guy? If you had to put a price on it.
  • Slippy: Do you take Cornerian money?
  • Shaid: Oh, right... Look, I heard the Expedition got raided. Some research site on Haven. Not the usual M.O. for Outlaws. Might be your guy.
  • Fox: Star Wolf. Alright, boys. This could be our first big lead. Let's chase it down.

Research Site[]

  • Fox: We're coming up on that research site. Ready to track down Wolf?
  • Peppy: Ready as the day is young!
  • Slippy: I sure hope he hasn't caused too much trouble!
  • Falco: But if he has, we'll make him pay.
  • Fox: Let's do this!
  • Slippy: Hey, where is everyone?
  • Falco: Guess we gotta check the place out ourselves.
  • Peppy: How? I can't see a darn thing.
  • Fox: Let's get some light. Just need to find a generator.
  • Falco: Oh good, You turned on a... thing.
  • Slippy: Hmm, it looks like a 3-D scanning device. And a pretty advanced one too! I bet their engineers worked really hard on it!
  • Falco: So you're saying we should shoot it?
  • Slippy: What?! No! Don't do that!
  • Falco: Ha ha.
  • Peppy: Alright, alright, cut it out. We ain't gonna know what Wolf was after unless we get those lights runnin'.
  • Peppy: That's gettin' a little better.
  • Falco: I don't get it. What could Wolf possibly want in a dump like this?
  • Fox: Well, he left all the pricey gadgets behind so it's not the money.
  • Slippy: Maybe he wanted the research?
  • Peppy: Suppose that depends on what they were researchin' here. One more generator oughta shine a light on it.
  • Peppy: Ah, my eyes! I can see!
  • Falco: You sure you should be flying?
  • Slippy: Hey look! The ground's all dug up. Those researchers must have made a big discovery. What did they find?
  • Fox: Beats me. But if Wolf ordered the attack, it can't be anything good.
  • Peppy: You think they left anythin' under those crystal majiggers?
  • Falco: One way to find out.
  • Slippy: Hmm, maybe try another.
  • Slippy: Nothing again? Okay, one more.
  • Peppy: There's somethin' here. As for what that somethin' is, I haven't the foggiest idea.
  • Slippy: It might be too old for your scanner to pick up. Maybe there's something around here that'll work! Nice. Now try setting it on that scanning device you found. That'll probably do it! Okay, I'm connecting to the Expedition database... Oh, that's what they were researching! A Legion roboti Or part of one at least. Dated "pre-Electrum Rush era." Sounds cool!
  • Fox: Part of one, huh. What do you want to bet Wolf took the rest?
  • Falco: A big dumb mechanical weapon? Sure smells like Wolf.
  • Slippy: (hearing an explosion) What was that?!
  • Slippy: Huh, Ok. I'm pickin' up a heat signature in the area. Maybe it's a survivor!
  • Peppy: I'm on it!
  • Fox: A fire! Wait, there's something under the rubble!
  • Peppy: Oof, think I pulled somethin'.
  • Slippy: Wah! What kinda ship is that? Are those bones?!
  • Fox: Doesn't seem like anyone's inside. Shaid, you know about this unit?
  • Shaid: Sure, not like I'm busy. Oh yeah. See the Ticker horns? They mean scrapper belongs to Cash. He's an Outlaw. And not the fun kind like me. He's greedy and ambitious and dumber than a Sasquid. Someone's always pulling his strings.
  • Fox: Just the kind of goon Wolf would hire. Alright, send me those coordinates. sounds like we gotta pay this Cash a visit.

Cash and the Boys[]

  • Fox: Okay, Peppy, stay alert! You're coming up on the Outlaw base!
  • Slippy: You think he'll tell us where Wolf is? He might not wanna talk.
  • Falco: Oh, he'll talk.
  • Fox: We gotta smoke him out first! Let's get to it!
  • Cash: Hey! You're not supposed to be here! This is Wolf's turf and you DO NOT want to get on his bad side, believe me!
  • Fox: Heh, we're always on his bad side.
  • Cash: Y-you're Star Fox! Wolf told me about you! Oh we're in the money now. Everyone, target those ships!
  • Falco: Finally! A good fight!
  • Peppy: Aim for the turrets on his base. That oughta rile 'em up!
  • Male Outlaw: This isn't over!
  • Slippy: Nice shot!
  • Falco: Not too shabby.
  • Slippy: Nice shot!
  • Female Outlaw: Uh, boss, they're really wreckin' us out here!
  • Cash: What? You outnumber them ten-to-one! Dang it, I want every fighter we got! Just take 'em down!
  • Fox: Alright, Peppy, this is all you! We're here if you need it.
  • Male Outlaw: That's it, I'm bailing! Eject!
  • Cash: Just lose, already!
  • Cash: My ships! My... my base! You wait 'til Wolf hears about this!
  • Fox: All aircraft report.
  • Peppy: I gave 'em a good kickin', that's for sure!
  • Slippy: Wait! He didn't tell us where Wolf is!
  • Falco: That dimwit doesn't know where his own tail is. But he mighta left something in his base that can help.
  • Shaid: Hey, just watch for traps. Mama's still gotta get paid.
  • Slippy: Wolf sure has been busy!
  • Falco: Guess his goons from Lylat were dragging him down.
  • Fox: And without Andross paying the bills, Wolf is on his own.
  • Peppy: Ah. So you could say he's a "lone wolf."
  • Falco: Oof, I just aged 10 years from that joke, old man.
  • Slippy: Hahaha! I thought it was funny!
  • Fox: It was kinda funny.
  • Falco: Huh. And they say I got a bird brain.
  • Fox: Hey, there's a pile of scrap here. Looks like Legion.
  • Peppy: My word! That thing hangin' from the ceiling - is that a Prime?
  • Falco: That's gotta be what those guys dug up on Haven.
  • Slippy: Poor researchers. I wonder what happened to them.
  • Fox: They're not here, but this is definitely their stuff. Except for that machine. Don't remember seeing that at the research site. Let's get a closer look.
  • Falco: Oh I know what that is. It's a toaster.
  • Fox: (loud sigh) Hey Starlink, mind helping me out?
  • Eli: Let me see... Now I ain't seen that beast in a long while. Back in the day, we Prospectors mined the ice on Tundria for water. That there slicer was the best way to do it. Best way to singe your blossom too. So we usually got folk from the Icebrig instead.
  • Slippy: What's the Iceberg?
  • Eli: Icebrig. Coldest prison in Atlas. You want to pick up the scent of your furry friend, might be you should look there.
  • Fox: A prison on Tundria. Thanks for the tipl We'll check it out.
  • Slippy: Tundria's an ice planet, right? What do you think Wolf is doing there?
  • Fox: My guess is he's digging up more of those Legion parts, like on Haven.
  • Peppy: But why? They ain't even whole. And even if they were, he can't control em.
  • Slippy: Maybe he's building a new ship. Or a giant robot!
  • Falco: Hmph. What's that crazy canine up to.

Wolf Introduction[]

  • Cash: Seems like that Fox guy has made some friends. They just destroyed my outpost. There must of been fifty ships.
  • Wolf: Oh? Fifty ships, huh?
  • Cash: Yeah, yeah... and the worst part is, they're headed to your place on Tundria now.
  • Wolf: Good.
  • Cash: Exactly! Glad you -- Wait...ummm... Why is that good again? [Wolf shuts off the hologram and proceeds to bite the alien arm, only to spit it out in disgust]
  • Wolf: Blagh. Never thought I'd miss the food on Corneria. [throws it away]

A Frigid Feud[]

  • Slippy: Hey Fox. According to the Starmap, Tundria's in the Frontier Sector. It might be tough, so you should make sure your gear is top notch before we head out!
  • Peppy: Alright folks, I'm on approach to the Icebrig.
  • Falco: Watch it. If that Prospector machine came from here, then the goons Wolf hired might still be around.
  • Fox: That's right. Keep an eye on your G-diffuser. Never know when you'll need to jet.
  • Researcher: Look! Hello? Excuse me! Can you get us out of here?
  • Peppy: Are those the researchers from Haven?
  • Slippy: (gasp) You found them!
  • Fox: They're locked behind some kind of shield. Can you hack it, Slippy?
  • Slippy: Can I ever! Connect to that terminal. I can decode it from here. It's working! It might take a little time to break through.
  • Falco: Hold up. The flags! That's Wolf!
  • Zonna: Now! Be polite little dogs and DESTROY THEM!
  • Peppy: It's a trap! You got enemies incomin'!
  • Falco: Move those frog fingers, Slippy!
  • Slippy: I'm trying, I'm trying!
  • Peppy: Keep on it, Slip. We'll just have to fight 'em off for now!
  • Peppy: The rest is up to you!
  • Sage: Hack successful, access granted.
  • Zonna: Useless All of you Outlaw swine! Hmph. Perhaps I'll do this my way!
  • Fox: Hey, our beef's not with you. We're just looking for Wolf.
  • Zonna: And you thought you'd find him here? That fool, Cash, played his role better than I thought.
  • Fox: What? Look, I don't know what Wolf promised you, but I'm telling you, it's not worth it.
  • Zonna: The Expedition sought to limit my ambition as well. But I'll never surrender! Especially not to the likes of YOU!
  • Zonna: [defeated] Such a nuisance! I told Wolf this trap was a foolish idea! It will be weeks to find new researchers. Rargh!
  • Fox: Team, report.
  • Slippy: The hack is complete! Now let's go free those researchers!
  • Peppy: Don't worry, you're safe. What happened anyhow?
  • Researcher: It was a nightmare! Those Outlaws demanded to know where to find Legion. We told them Ashar's a good bet, but I didn't realize they'd make us work there! Next to those horrifying cellblocks no less! And for a Prospector!
  • Fox: Sounds like Wolf's got a big operation on Ashar. We got our next target, boys.
  • Falco: In other words, this was all just a trap. You know what that means.
  • Fox: Wolf knows we're here.
  • Peppy: Then our next fight may be the hardest of all.
  • Slippy: To Ashar!

The Plan Revealed[]

  • Fox: You're closing in on the worksite! If Wolf is really building his own Legion machine, this Prospector is the key. We find him, we find Wolf. I can feel it.
  • Peppy: I'm with ya, Fox. He can't hide from us forever.
  • Male Outlaw: Hey, hey, who the heck is that?
  • Female Outlaw: Get 'em out of here! We still gotta break this thing open or Grimm's gonna have our hides!
  • Fox: Yeah, this looks like the place! Keep your eyes front and finger on the trigger. You got this!
  • Female Outlaw: We can't even touch these guys Argh, time to scram!
  • Falco: Alright. Now that they're gone, can anyone tell me what's up with the laser tank?
  • Peppy: If I ain't mistaken, that's the Icebrig machine from Cash's base.
  • Falco: Yeah, I know what it is. I'm just trying to figure out what those numbskulls were aiming to do. I mean, they opened the other two compartments, so why's this one not working?
  • Slippy: Good question. If I scan the machine, I should be able to determine the source of the malfunction.
  • Sage: Scan complete.
  • Slippy: Hmm, according to these readings, the machine's energy output is almost completely drained.
  • Falco: Great. So how do we open it?
  • Fox: We need to find another way inside.
  • Peppy: Ah, this looks promisin'. Just needs a little elbow grease.
  • Peppy: Huh, looks like the old rust bucket is still runnin'.
  • Slippy: That's a really serious defense system! Be careful!
  • Peppy: Hm, dead end. Just a lotta missiles.
  • Peppy: Better keep my distance. They're likely volatile and extremely dangerous.
  • Slippy: That's right! I bet one of these missiles could break through that door, no problem!
  • Falco: Yeah, I hear they're volatile and extremely dangerous.
  • Peppy: But I- Rrrgh, fine, I'll give it a try.
  • Peppy: It's in hand!
  • Slippy: Be careful on your way back! Your ship can take a hit from those lasers, but that missile sure can't!
  • Peppy: Oh my poor hearts thumpin' like a bunny. I can't take this.
  • Peppy: Phew, thank goodness that's over!
  • Slippy: Now secure the warhead to the door. Then we can recalibrate the slicer and BOOM! We're in!
  • Peppy: And there goes my heart again.
  • Peppy: Bomb secure!
  • Koval: Well isn't this just peachy. I gave my crew one job. Clear the area and get that vault open. That... that's one job. I know it sounded like two. It's one. One job.
  • Koval: [half-shield] Raaaargh! Right on the money.
  • Koval: Sorry to mess up your paint job. Rrrrrgh... I'll let you off easy this time. Next fight, you won't be so lucky.
  • Fox: All aircraft report.
  • Peppy: Phew! That was a toughie, but I pulled through!
  • Falco: Yeah, yeah, stop patting yourself on the back and let's get that laser working. I wanna see what all this fuss was about.
  • Peppy: Well, wish me luck...
  • Slippy: Yes, it's working!
  • Peppy: You didn't even know it would work?!
  • Slippy: I was pretty sure!
  • Peppy: It's a Prime! And in mint condition, no less!
  • Fox: Wolf isn't just scrounging up parts to build a single robot. With Legion machines like this, he can build a whole army!
  • Falco: And I bet this isn't the only ship he's broken into either.
  • Peppy: If he gets these Legion machines to Lylat, Corneria's done for! He can't even control 'em!
  • Slippy: No! We have to stop him!
  • Fox: Rrgh. Hey Equinox, sorry for the trouble, but we need your help. Wolf is gathering Legion. We need a way to track them.
  • Razor: If they're not part of Grax's network, it's gonna be a little tough. But I think Sage can do it. I'll get you an answer soon, promise.
  • Fox: Thanks, Razor. We'll be waiting.
  • Razor: Star Fox, you read?
  • Fox: I copy. What's up?
  • Razor: Sage managed to pick up a massive Nova signature out in space. It might be another spindrive. Think it's Wolf?
  • Fox: No way to know for sure. But if he has a way to reach Lylat, then we gotta hurry. You guys ready?
  • Slippy: Good to go!
  • Peppy: All systems green.
  • Falco: Time to send Wolf packing.

The Fight for Corneria[]

  • Peppy: Fox, there's somethin' up ahead.
  • Fox: What is that?
  • Slippy: It's a shield! Woah!
  • Falco: Ah! The coward's hiding!
  • Fox: Not for long. Wolf isn't going anywhere with those Primes. Hey Wolf. The jig is up! Your time in Atlas is over!
  • Wolf: Star Fox. Mmmmm. You finally showed up. I was beginning to think you'd lost your touch.
  • Fox: Not a chance! We're taking you down!
  • Slippy: You won't be able to reach him until you destroy that shield! Aim for the generators!
  • Peppy: Understood!
  • Fox: [destroys first generator] First generator is down!
  • Wolf: Attempting to lower the shield? Hehehe. You'll have to work faster than that. As soon as my new spindrive is prepared, I'll use these Primes to show Corneria who really holds the power.
  • Fox: Can't let you do that, Wolf.
  • Wolf: And I can't let you stop me, Fox.
  • Fox: [destroys second generator] Target destroyed.
  • Peppy: The shield is down!
  • Slippy: Look! The Primes are attached to his ship! There's so many!
  • Wolf: I've grown tired of this game. Cash, Zonna, Koval, get out there and finish this.
  • Cash: Got your back, boss!
  • Zonna: I'll crush them!
  • Koval: They won't get away this time. Count on it.
  • Fox: Ready to go!
  • Wolf: Argh, what simpletons. Ready the spindrive! We're leaving. Goodbye, Star Fox.
  • Fox: Wait! The spindrive's exposed We need to take it out before Wolf can get away!
  • Slippy: Maybe... yes! By my estimates, if you can knock those Primes loose, they'll be sucked into the spindrive and cause a massive explosion! But don't get too close or it'll suck you in too!
  • Fox: Good thinking, Slippy! Target those clamps!
  • Wolf: No!! Corneria was finally in my grasp! Rrrrargh! Why? Why are you always hounding me? I flew across the entire galaxy! Yet you're still here!
  • Fox: We just go where the trouble is. And you're always trouble.
  • Wolf: I'll make you pay for this if it's the last thing I do! You and your so-called friends!

Wolf's defeat[]

  • Wolf: (coughs) Noooo!... This isn't over, Fox! (The Wolfen bursts into flames as it plummets into the abyss of space)
  • Mason: So, you heading back to Corneria now?
  • Fox: Eventually, but let's be honest here... ... you guys need all the help you can get.
  • Peppy: Hm.
  • Falco: Hmph!
  • Slippy: Yeah! (The Star Fox Team pose as a photo is taken of them)
  • Slippy: So. What now?
  • Falco: Gotta be somethin' around we can fight.
  • Peppy: (tired) Mm. I could use a little shuteye.
  • Fox: Come on, Wolf's out of the picture, but the Legion's not going away any time soon. The whole galaxy is counting on us.
  • Peppy: (snoring)
  • Fox: Slippy.
  • Slippy: Yes sir! I have the airhorn right here.
  • Peppy: Wha-?! No, I'm awake!
  • Fox: Good. Then let's rock n' roll.

Enter Star Fox[]

  • Shaid: Hey Star Fox. How bad do you want to find this Wolf guy? If you had to put a price on it.
  • Falco: Heh. How's Cornerian cash work for you?
  • Shaid: Oh, right... Look, I heard the Expedition got raided. Some research site on Haven. Not the usual M.O. for Outlaws. Might be your guy.
  • Fox: Star Wolf. Alright, boys. This could be our first big lead. Let's chase it down.

Research Site[]

  • Fox: We're coming up on that research site. Ready to track down Wolf?
  • Peppy: Ready as the day is young!
  • Slippy: I sure hope he hasn't caused too much trouble!
  • Falco: But if he has, we'll make him pay.
  • Fox: Time to rock and roll!
  • Slippy: Hey, it looks like no one's here!
  • Falco: Guess we gotta check the place out ourselves.
  • Peppy: How? I can't see a darn thing.
  • Fox: Let's get some light. Just need to find a generator.
  • Falco: Oh good, You turned on a... thing.
  • Slippy: Hmm, it looks like a 3-D scanning device. And a pretty advanced one too! I bet their engineers worked really hard on it!
  • Falco: So you're saying we should shoot it?
  • Slippy: What?! No way! I'm not doing that!
  • Falco: Ha ha.
  • Peppy: C'mon, enough lollygaggin. We can't know what Wolf was after unless we get those lights on.
  • Peppy: That's gettin' a little better.
  • Falco: I don't get it. What could Wolf possibly want in a dump like this?
  • Fox: Well, he left all the pricey gadgets behind so it's not the money.
  • Slippy: Maybe he wanted the research?
  • Peppy: Suppose that depends on what they were researchin' here. One more generator oughta shine a light on it.
  • Peppy: Ah, my eyes! I can see!
  • Falco: You sure you should be flying?
  • Slippy: Hey look! The ground's all dug up. Those researchers must have made a big discovery. What did they find?
  • Fox: Beats me. But if Wolf ordered the attack, it can't be anything good.
  • Peppy: You think they left anythin' under those crystal majiggers?
  • Falco: One way to find out.
  • Peppy: Hm. Maybe try another.
  • Peppy: Still nothin'? Okay, one more.
  • Slippy: Hey, I found something! What is it?
  • Peppy: It might be too old for your scanners to pick up. Maybe there's somethin' around here that'll work, Slip? Yeah, now try ploppin' it on that scanning machine you flipped on. That might do it. Alright, hookin' up to the Expedition database... Oh, that's what they were researchin'. Looks like a Legion machine or part of one I guess. From the, uh, "Pre-Electrum Rush era." Huh. Sounds interestin'.
  • Fox: Part of one, huh. What do you want to bet Wolf took the rest?
  • Falco: A big dumb mechanical weapon? Sure smells like Wolf.
  • Slippy: (hearing an explosion) What was that?!
  • Peppy: Fox. I'm pickin' up a heat signature in the area. It might be a survivor!
  • Fox: I'm on it!
  • Fox: A fire! Wait, there's something under the rubble!
  • Slippy: Got it!
  • Peppy: What in Corneria is that kinda ship? Those look like... like bones!
  • Fox: Doesn't seem like anyone's inside. Shaid, you know about this unit?
  • Shaid: Sure, not like I'm busy. Oh yeah. See the Ticker horns? They mean scrapper belongs to Cash. He's an Outlaw. And not the fun kind like me. He's greedy and ambitious and dumber than a Sasquid. Someone's always pulling his strings.
  • Fox: Just the kind of goon Wolf would hire. Alright, send me those coordinates. sounds like we gotta pay this Cash a visit.

Cash and the Boys[]

  • Peppy: Stay alert! You're coming up on the Outlaw base!
  • Slippy: You think he'll tell us where Wolf is? He might not wanna talk.
  • Falco: Oh, he'll talk.
  • Fox: We gotta smoke him out first! Let's get to it!
  • Cash: Hey! You're not supposed to be here! This is Wolf's turf and you DO NOT want to get on his bad side, believe me!
  • Fox: Heh, we're always on his bad side.
  • Cash: Y-you're Star Fox! Wolf told me about you! Oh we're in the money now. Everyone, target those ships!
  • Falco: Finally! A good fight!
  • Peppy: Aim for the turrets on his base. That oughta rile 'em up!
  • Male Outlaw: This isn't over!
  • Slippy: Nice shot!
  • Falco: Not too shabby.
  • Slippy: Nice shot!
  • Female Outlaw: Uh, boss, they're really wreckin' us out here!
  • Cash: What? You outnumber them ten-to-one! Dang it, I want every fighter we got! Just take 'em down!
  • Peppy: You'll have to fight 'em off! Be careful!
  • Male Outlaw: That's it, I'm bailing! Eject!
  • Cash: Just lose, already!
  • Cash: My ships! My... my base! You wait 'til Wolf hears about this!
  • Peppy: Nice shooting, Slippy.
  • Slippy: Thanks!
  • Slippy: Wait! He didn't tell us where Wolf is!
  • Falco: That dimwit doesn't know where his own tail is. But he mighta left something in his base that can help.
  • Shaid: Hey, just watch for traps. Mama's still gotta get paid.
  • Slippy: Wolf sure has been busy!
  • Falco: Guess his goons from Lylat were dragging him down.
  • Fox: And without Andross paying the bills, Wolf is on his own.
  • Peppy: Ah. So you could say he's a "lone wolf."
  • Falco: Oof, I just aged 10 years from that joke, old man.
  • Slippy: Hahaha! I thought it was funny!
  • Fox: It was kinda funny.
  • Falco: Huh. And they say I got a bird brain.
  • Fox: Hey, there's a pile of scrap here. Looks like Legion.
  • Peppy: My word! That's gotta be what those Expedition fellas dug up on Haven.
  • Slippy: Poor researchers. I wonder what happened to them.
  • Fox: They're not here, but this is definitely their stuff. Except for that machine. Don't remember seeing that at the research site. Let's get a closer look.
  • Falco: Oh I know what that is. It's a toaster.
  • Fox: (loud sigh) Hey Starlink, mind helping me out?
  • Eli: Let me see... Now I ain't seen that beast in a long while. Back in the day, we Prospectors mined the ice on Tundria for water. That there slicer was the best way to do it. Best way to singe your blossom too. So we usually got folk from the Icebrig instead.
  • Peppy: The Iceberg?
  • Eli: Icebrig. Coldest prison in Atlas. You want to pick up the scent of your furry friend, might be you should look there.
  • Fox: A prison on Tundria. Thanks for the tipl We'll check it out.
  • Slippy: Tundria's an ice planet, right? What do you think Wolf is doing there?
  • Fox: My guess is he's digging up more of those Legion parts, like on Haven.
  • Peppy: But why? They ain't even whole. And even if they were, he can't control em.
  • Slippy: Maybe he's building a new ship. Or a giant robot!
  • Falco: Hmph. What's that crazy canine up to.

Wolf Introduction[]

  • Cash: Seems like that Fox guy has made some friends. They just destroyed my outpost. There must of been fifty ships.
  • Wolf: Oh? Fifty ships, huh?
  • Cash: Yeah, yeah... and the worst part is, they're headed to your place on Tundria now.
  • Wolf: Good.
  • Cash: Exactly! Glad you -- Wait...ummm... Why is that good again? [Wolf shuts off the hologram and proceeds to bite the alien arm, only to spit it out in disgust]
  • Wolf: Blagh. Never thought I'd miss the food on Corneria. [throws it away]

A Frigid Feud[]

  • Slippy: According to the Starmap, Tundria's in the Frontier Sector. It might be tough, so you should make sure your gear is top notch before we head out!
  • Peppy: Take care now. If that Prospector machine came from here, Wolf's henchmen might still be lurkin.
  • Fox: That's right. Keep an eye on your G-diffuser. Never know when you'll need to jet.
  • Researcher: Look! Hello? Excuse me! Can you get us out of here?
  • Peppy: Are those the researchers from Haven?
  • Slippy: I found them!
  • Fox: They're locked behind some kind of shield. Can you hack it, Slippy?
  • Slippy: Can I ever! Connect to that terminal. I can decode it from here. It's working! It might take a little time to break through.
  • Falco: Hold up. The flags! That's Wolf!
  • Zonna: Now! Be polite little dogs and DESTROY THEM!
  • Peppy: It's a trap! You got enemies incomin'!
  • Falco: Move those frog fingers, Slippy!
  • Slippy: I'm trying, I'm trying!
  • Peppy: Keep on it, Slip. We'll just have to fight em off for now!
  • Peppy: The rest is up to you!
  • Sage: Hack successful, access granted.
  • Zonna: Useless All of you Outlaw swinel Hmph. Perhaps I'll do this my way!
  • Fox: Hey, our beef's not with you. We're just looking for Wolf.
  • Zonna: And you thought you'd find him here? That fool, Cash, played his role better than I thought.
  • Fox: What? Look, I don't know what Wolf promised you, but I'm telling you, it's not worth it.
  • Zonna: The Expedition sought to limit my ambition as well. But I'll never surrender! Especially not to the likes of YOU!
  • Zonna: [defeated] Such a nuisance! I told Wolf this trap was a foolish idea! It will be weeks to find new researchers. Rargh!
  • Fox: Team, report.
  • Slippy: The hack is complete! Now let's go free those researchers!
  • Slippy: There, it's gonna be okay. What happened?
  • Researcher: It was a nightmare! Those Outlaws demanded to know where to find Legion. We told them Ashar's a good bet, but I didn't realize they'd make us work there! Next to those horrifying cellblocks no less! And for a Prospector!
  • Fox: Sounds like Wolf's got a big operation on Ashar. We got our next target, boys.
  • Falco: In other words, this was all just a trap. You know what that means.
  • Fox: Wolf knows we're here.
  • Peppy: Then our next fight may be the hardest of all.
  • Slippy: To Ashar!

The Plan Revealed[]

  • Fox: You're closing in on the worksite! If Wolf is really building his own Legion machine, this Prospector is the key. We find him, we find Wolf. I can feel it.
  • Slippy: I won't let you down!
  • Male Outlaw: Hey, hey, who the heck is that?
  • Female Outlaw: Get 'em out of here! We still gotta break this thing open or Grimm's gonna have our hides!
  • Fox: Yeah, this looks like the place! Keep your eyes front and finger on the trigger. You got this!
  • Female Outlaw: We can't even touch these guys Argh, time to scram!
  • Falco: Alright. Now that they're gone, can anyone tell me what's up with the laser tank?
  • Peppy: If I ain't mistaken, that's the Icebrig machine from Cash's base.
  • Falco: Yeah, I know what it is. I'm just trying to figure out what those numbskulls were aiming to do. I mean, they opened the other two compartments, so why's this one not working?
  • Slippy: Good question. If I scan the machine, I should be able to determine the source of the malfunction.
  • Sage: Scan complete.
  • Slippy: Hmm, according to these readings, the machine's energy output is almost completely drained.
  • Falco: Great. So how do we open it?
  • Fox: We need to find another way inside.
  • Slippy: A door with no lock... Maybe if I give it a bit of a tug.
  • Slippy: Whoa! That's a lot of lasers!
  • Peppy: Take your time! That's quite a hefty defense system they got there.
  • Slippy: Aw, dead end. Looks like a missile bay.
  • Peppy: Do NOT touch those missiles. They're likely volatile and extremely dangerous!
  • Slippy: That's right! I bet one of these missiles could break through that door, no problem!
  • Falco: Yeah, I hear they're volatile and extremely dangerous.
  • Peppy: But I- You can't- Rrrrgh.
  • Slippy: Got it!
  • Slippy: Hmm, I'll have to be careful on the way back. My ship can take a hit from those lasers, but the missile sure can't.
  • Peppy: Oh my poor hearts thumpin' like a bunny. I can't take this.
  • Peppy: Phew, thank goodness that's over!
  • Slippy: Now secure the warhead to the door. Then we can recalibrate the slicer and BOOM! We're in!
  • Peppy: And there goes my heart again.
  • Slippy: Bomb secure!
  • Koval: Well isn't this just peachy. I gave my crew one job. Clear the area and get that vault open. That... that's one job. I know it sounded like two. It's one. One job.
  • Koval: [half-shield] Raaaargh! Right on the money.
  • Koval: Sorry to mess up your paint job. Rrrrrgh... I'll let you off easy this time. Next fight, you won't be so lucky.
  • Fox: All aircraft report.
  • Slippy: A couple rough patches, but I'm A-Okay!
  • Falco: Yeah, yeah, stop patting yourself on the back and let's get that laser working. I wanna see what all this fuss was about.
  • Peppy: Just tell me when it's over.
  • Slippy: Yes, it's working!
  • Peppy: You didn't even know it would work?!
  • Slippy: I was pretty sure!
  • Peppy: It's a Prime! And in mint condition, no less!
  • Fox: Wolf isn't just scrounging up parts to build a single robot. With Legion machines like this, he can build a whole army!
  • Falco: And I bet this isn't the only ship he's broken into either.
  • Peppy: If he gets these Legion machines to Lylat, Corneria's done for! He can't even control 'em!
  • Slippy: No! We have to stop him!
  • Fox: Rrgh. Hey Equinox, sorry for the trouble, but we need your help. Wolf is gathering Legion. We need a way to track them.
  • Razor: If they're not part of Grax's network, it's gonna be a little tough. But I think Sage can do it. I'll get you an answer soon, promise.
  • Fox: Thanks, Razor. We'll be waiting.
  • Razor: Star Fox, you read?
  • Fox: I copy. What's up?
  • Razor: Sage managed to pick up a massive Nova signature out in space. It might be another spindrive. Think it's Wolf?
  • Fox: No way to know for sure. But if he has a way to reach Lylat, then we gotta hurry. You guys ready?
  • Slippy: Good to go!
  • Peppy: All systems green.
  • Falco: Time to send Wolf packing.

The Fight for Corneria[]

  • Slippy: Enemy structure dead ahead.
  • Peppy: What is it?
  • Slippy: It's a shield! Woah!
  • Falco: Ah! The coward's hiding!
  • Fox: Not for long. Wolf isn't going anywhere with those Primes. Hey Wolf. The jig is up! Your time in Atlas is over!
  • Wolf: Star Fox. Mmmmm. You finally showed up. I was beginning to think you'd lost your touch.
  • Fox: Not a chance! We're taking you down!
  • Peppy: You can't reach him until you destroy that shield! You need to destroy the generators!
  • Slippy: I'm on it!
  • Fox: Yeah, that's it!
  • Slippy: [destroys first generator] That's one!
  • Wolf: Attempting to lower the shield? Hehehe. You'll have to work faster than that. As soon as my new spindrive is prepared, I'll use these Primes to show Corneria who really holds the power.
  • Fox: Can't let you do that, Wolf.
  • Wolf: And I can't let you stop me, Fox.
  • Slippy: [destroys second generator] Second target destroyed.
  • Peppy: The shield is down!
  • Slippy: Look! The Primes are attached to his ship! There's so many!
  • Wolf: I've grown tired of this game. Cash, Zonna, Koval, get out there and finish this.
  • Cash: Got your back, boss!
  • Zonna: I'll crush them!
  • Koval: They won't get away this time. Count on it.
  • Fox: Ready to go!
  • Wolf: Argh, what simpletons. Ready the spindrive! We're leaving. Goodbye, Star Fox.
  • Fox: Wait! The spindrive's exposed We need to take it out before Wolf can get away!
  • Slippy: Maybe... yes! By my estimates, if you can knock those Primes loose, they'll be sucked into the spindrive and cause a massive explosion! But don't get too close or it'll suck you in too!
  • Fox: Good thinking, Slippy! Target those clamps!
  • Wolf: No!! Corneria was finally in my grasp! Rrrrargh! Why? Why are you always hounding me? I flew across the entire galaxy! Yet you're still here!
  • Fox: We just go where the trouble is. And you're always trouble.
  • Wolf: I'll make you pay for this if it's the last thing I do! You and your so-called friends!

Wolf's defeat[]

  • Wolf: (coughs) Noooo!... This isn't over, Fox! (The Wolfen bursts into flames as it plummets into the abyss of space)
  • Mason: So, you heading back to Corneria now?
  • Fox: Eventually, but let's be honest here... ... you guys need all the help you can get.
  • Peppy: Hm.
  • Falco: Hmph!
  • Slippy: Yeah! (The Star Fox Team pose as a photo is taken of them)
  • Slippy: So. What now?
  • Falco: Gotta be somethin' around we can fight.
  • Peppy: (tired) Mm. I could use a little shuteye.
  • Fox: Come on, Wolf's out of the picture, but the Legion's not going away any time soon. The whole galaxy is counting on us.
  • Peppy: (snoring)
  • Fox: Slippy.
  • Slippy: Yes sir! I have the airhorn right here.
  • Peppy: Wha-?! No, I'm awake!
  • Fox: Good. Then let's rock n' roll.

Crimson Moon DLC[]

  • Rankor: That's it. I'm done with this hero stuff.
  • Mason: But we just got started...
  • Rankor: Can't you hear it? The Crimson Moon is callin' me!
  • Mason: Crimson Moon? I haven't seen any moon.
  • Shaid: That's because the Outlaws keep it secret. What, they don't have secret moons where you come from?
  • Mason: Uh, no.
  • Shaid: You sure about that?
  • Sage: I'm receiving a transmission from an Outlaw frequency.
  • Announcer: Welcome one and all to the match of the century!
  • Rankor: The Crimson Moon's got it all. Racing, brawling-I can taste it already! What are we waitin' for?!
  • Slippy: Wait, here's an ideal Let's go to the Crimson Moon!
  • Falco: And why would we do that?
  • Slippy: We just got through a real tough battle Wouldn't it be nice to reward ourselves? Just a little vacation. Pleeeeeease.
  • Fox: The moon's not exactly a beach resort... but if you want to go, then why not. We won't be in Atlas forever.
  • Slippy: Yes!
  • Shaid: Watch it. You're getting into Crimson Moon territory.
  • Mason: So this moon just... appeared?
  • Rankor: Usually the Outlaws got it cloaked. But once every 15 years, they appear to host the one and only Outlaw Games!
  • Eli: Lotta bad blood there. Might be trouble.
  • Kharl: Perhaps the Outlaws would allow us to finally study the moon's ancient Wardish ruins.
  • Shaid: I wouldn't bet on it.
  • Fox: I've arrived on the Crimson Moon.
  • Shaid: You're almost at Fortune's Rest. This guy's bad news. Watch your back.
  • Fortune: Welcome to the Crimson Moon. My name is Fortune. I run this world and everything and everyone in it. Now we have races, arenas... And if those aren't to your liking, then feel free to get off my world. Have fun!
  • Fortune: I'm curious, are mailmen on your planet handsome? Gorgeous? Because somehow, I've been mistaken as one. Some silly trio gave me this package for you. You're getting it because I'm curious. But don't think this means it can happen again. And no, my people gave it a look-see and it isn't an explosive. Or is it? Heh, no, it isn't. Or maybe it is...
  • Fox: Anyone expecting a delivery?/Falco: Looks like we got a secret admirer./Peppy: This sure smells fishy. What's the plan?/Slippy: Atlas sure is strange! What do you want me to do with this?
  • Mason: Huh. Starlink it to the Equinox. We'll take a look.
  • Razor: That thing is not coming within a mile of this ship.
  • Shaid: Oh so we'll just keep it with our pilot then. Good thinking.
  • Razor: Fine. Just get it in the lab. Everyone else, meet back here and we'll check it out.
  • Hunter: Welcome back. The team is examining that package from the Crimson Moon. It's certainly a mystery. You can meet them in the lab.

Leon, Pigma, and Andrew Oikonny[]

  • Razor: I'm gonna space it.
  • Mason: Hold on. So that package we got-- it's a little... strange.
  • Slippy: (gasps in shock) Corneria Cake!
  • Razor: You know what this is?
  • Slippy: Only the best dessert in the whole system!
  • [Slippy cracks open the cake using his wrench]
  • Mason: The subject has some particle decay that suggests that while it's safe, it's definitely not from around here.
  • [Startail eats a piece of the cake, but she suddenly coughs it up, revealing that she almost chewed on some gadget. It sprouts legs resembling a spider and it quickly moves around the room, startling the group.]
  • Peppy: Look out!
  • Fox: It's moving so fast.
  • [Startail tries to stomp on the spider-like device, but to moves too fast for her to get it. It then jumps on the table. forcing Fox, Falco, and Peppy to get out their blasters and Slippy armed with his wrench. The spider-like device then activates its hologram communicator, revealing Leon, Pigma and Andrew in the hologram.]
  • Pigma: What's wrong? Did you break it?!
  • Andrew: Of course I didn't break it. Just get ready. It'll start transmitting any second. Oh, hello there, Star Fox!
  • Slippy: Andrew!
  • Pigma: Move aside!
  • Peppy: Pigma!
  • Pigma: Enjoying our Corneria Cake, Peppy?!
  • Leon: I suppose you're dying to know it got there.
  • Falco: Leon!
  • Leon: Trans-international teleportation device.
  • Andrew: It's trans-dimensional. You thought I wasn't as smart as Uncle Andross. Well GUESS WHAT.
  • Leon: You're not.
  • Andrew: Hey, I made this myself!
  • Pigma: SHUT IT! both of you! You made a fool of our boss!
  • Andrew: And we won't let you get away with it!
  • Pigma: (grabs Andrew) I was gonna say that!
  • Leon: Now we're in Atlas. prepare for a reckoning, Star Fox.
  • Pigma: (pointing at Slippy) And don't think we forgot about your new friends! (laughs) Pose!
  • [All three of them cackle, but Andrew's laugh causes Leon and Pigma to stare at him, baffled. The hologram turns off and so does the spider-like gadget.]
  • Startail: Hehe. I like them.
  • Mason: Friends of yours?
  • Fox: Friends of Wolf.
  • Peppy: And now they've got some kind of portal device! That ain't good in paws like theirs.
  • Razor: Sounds like you got a few bad guys to catch.
  • Mason: Hold up. It's our fight too.
  • Fox: What'd you have in mind?
  • Mason: All portals come with a unique energy signature. If these guys use that device again, we can track them down before they even know it.
  • Peppy: Ahha.
  • Razor: Okay.
  • Fox: Sounds like a plan.

Peppy's Payback[]

  • Mason: Alright, if your friends use that teleportation device again, we'll be right on top of it.
  • Fox: You're the best, Mason.
  • Razor: Don't go too far. We just got an SOS from a Prospector facility in the asteroid belt. Some foreign ship is messing with their engines.
  • Falco: Let me guess. The ship is spikey and a sorta villain shade of red.
  • Razor: Not so foreign after all then, huh.
  • Peppy: Let me handle this one, Fox. I have a few choice words I want to make sure these fellas hear.
  • Fox: Get ready. You're nearing the source of the SOS. The asteroid refinery should be dead ahead.
  • Peppy: We really stepped in it this time, invitin' those rascals to Atlas.
  • Falco: Hey, Wolf started this.
  • Peppy: I know, but... well bad things happen to good people when they're around.
  • Fox: Let's just find the Prospectors. Whatever Star Wolf is doing, we'll put a stop to it.
  • Peppy: Okay, Fox.
  • Peppy: Right. I'm headin' in. Hmm. It's quiet. Too quiet.
  • Falco: We're in space. You know that right? I mean, I know the years are piling up, but you're not that old.
  • Peppy: Hey, I've been flyin' since before you even had wings.
  • Slippy: I bet you were a real hotshot back in the day!
  • Peppy: Thank you, Slippy, I- hey, what do you mean back in the day?!
  • Fox: Haha!
  • Peppy: No way but through, I guess.
  • Slippy: The Prospectors are inside.
  • Peppy: Rrgh, if those animals did somethin' to 'em... Where are they? I don't see 'em!
  • Pigma: "Help, help, someone please!" HA! Always playing the goody-goody, aren't ya?!
  • Peppy: Pigma!
  • Pigma: Heya Peppy! You hear that purr? That's the sound of this asteroid about to rocket straight for Haven! And you losers got front row tickets! Say buh-bye, planet! Hahaha!
  • Peppy: Aarrgh, why you! We won't let you get away with this, Pigma!
  • Fox: Slippy, how do we stop it?
  • Slippy: The rockets - they have to be powered internally. Do you see a generator or a power core?
  • Peppy: Right in front of me. It's hooked up to some kinda laser field.
  • Slippy: Okay, those should be the power beams. If you block them, that should give you the access you need to shut down that core. Hurry, before those rockets blast off!
  • Pigma: Oo, those engines are getting hot! They're gonna blast off any second now!
  • Peppy: One more to go!
  • Slippy: Keep it up!
  • Pigma: Tick-tock! Time's running out!
  • Fox: If you're going to block that beam, Peppy, you should do it now! Use your force field!
  • Peppy: Agh, it's got too much power! I can't block it unless I got somethin' stronger. Somethin' like... like me! My special force field oughta do the trick!
  • Pigma: Give up! Who needs seven planets anyway!
  • Peppy: [after deactivating the barrier] Ha, I knew it would work!
  • Falco: Then what are you waiting for? Blow the thing up already!
  • Pigma: You did it! My hero! Ha! Come on out. I got a welcoming party right outside to celebrate!
  • Pigma: [emerging in a ship] If you're gonna fight me, you better hop to it. Bahahaha!
  • Peppy: Aargh, I've had it with you! You're nothin' but a bully!
  • Pigma: Aw, the wittle wabbit is sad! Did some bunny hurt its feewings.
  • Peppy: Atlas ain't your playground, Pigma! You're done!
  • Falco: Looks like he hired some friends Not like it'll help.
  • Pigma: My turrets! You know how much money I had to steal to pay for those things?!
  • Fox: Yeah, that's it!
  • Pigma: Here's somethin' to cry about!
  • Razor: If you wanna live you better run!
  • Pigma: Get a load of this! Aw, did I make you mad? Just give up!
  • Pigma: [defeated] I'll letcha off easy this time! Toodles, ya dumb hare!
  • Peppy: Coward!
  • Falco: Geez, Peppy. I don't think I've ever seen you that worked up before.
  • Peppy: I just don't wanna let anyone down again.
  • Fox: No need to worry about that, Peppy. You've never let us down.
  • Peppy: I... I appreciate that. You know, Fox, you're really...
  • Fox: "becoming more like yer father." I know.

Slippy's Scheme[]

  • Razor: Star Fox, it looks like these guys are pulling double-duty. We just got another SOS.
  • Falco: We're not falling for that again.
  • Fern: Don't worry! Razor had me call ahead. It's real this time. A research camp on Ashar.
  • Fox: Thanks. Were on our way.
  • Slippy: Landing on Ashar.
  • Hunter: Ashar is still dangerous, even though Legion presence appears to be low.
  • Mason: Looks like another Warden Spire up there. I wonder what's inside of it... I'll mark it on the map for later.
  • Fox: Okay, you're approaching the expedition camp, I'm getting a lot of Legion presence too. Star Wolf could be under attack.
  • Falco: Good. Saves us a load of work.
  • Fox: Don't relax just yet. We should make sure the Expedition got out safe.
  • Slippy: This sounds like a job for Slippy Toad!
  • Fox: Are you sure? It might get messy.
  • Falco: Yeah, maybe you should let me get a piece of the action.
  • Slippy: No! Trust me. I can do this!
  • Researcher: Run away!!!
  • Slippy: Uh-oh, I smell trouble!
  • Andrew: Yes, I finally got it under control.
  • Slippy: Andrew!
  • Andrew: Oh, Star Fox! You're really in for it now! Wolf told me about your robot problem. Well take a look at me! Now I'm the one in command!
  • Slippy: Whoa, he's right! The Legion aren't attacking him! He must be using that Spire to control them!
  • Falco: That's impossible!
  • Peppy: And just what is that monkey drivin' around?
  • Slippy: Looks like an armored vehicle. My analysis suggests that the shield won't fall to any ordinary weapon.
  • Andrew: Not so fast! I'm the nephew of the Great Uncle Andross! Nothing can beat me!
  • Fox: He boosted his armor! Do your thing, Slippy!
  • Slippy: Wait! I think I just need to chip off that armor. I'll try ramming it!
  • Peppy: It's working!
  • Fox: You opened up a weak spot on his tank! Give it all you got!
  • Andrew: Fear me!!
  • Andrew: [after the armor is destroyed] Rrgh, it's not fair! Fine, if you think you're so smart, try dealing with these bombs!
  • Slippy: Don't mind if I do! I can launch the bombs back and hit him where it hurts! Andrew's not the only one with tricks up his sleeve. I can activate a program to disrupt the Legion's identification radar. That way, they won't know who to attack!
  • Andrew: Take this! You're gonna get it! This is what you get! Hey, that's enough!
  • Andrew: [defeated] Nooo! Uncle Andross!!!
  • Slippy: Phew, I was almost monkey food!
  • Falco: Gotta say, Slippy. I'm almost impressed.
  • Slippy: It's okay to admit when you're wrong.
  • Peppy: Heh. We can always count on you, Slip!

Falco's Feud[]

  • Fox: Two punks down, one to go. Equinox, got anything for us?
  • Mason: Yeah actually. During the battle, Sage read a new energy signature in space. No Nova particles in range. It's either that teleportation device or something worse.
  • Fox: Which means it's up to us to investigate.
  • Falco: Link me in. This time, it's my turn.
  • Fox: The coordinates we got from Mason are just ahead. This time, we should be able to catch them by surprise.
  • Falco: Oh, I got plans to catch him alright. The Prospectors loaned us a little something they call the "Grappler." They use it to round up bounties.
  • Peppy: Your plan is to capture 'em?
  • Fox: I'm not so sure that's a good idea.
  • Falco: Hey, since when have I let you down.
  • Slippy: Well, the Equinox doesn't exactly have a brig...
  • Eli: The Prospectors got a jail they call the Void. We can drop 'em there.
  • Ship Pilot: Mayday, Mayday! Our engines are down!
  • Peppy: Watch out! That ship is under attack!
  • Falco: Forget the ship. Hey, Star Wolf. 'Bout time you pick on someone your own size!
  • Leon: Falco Lombardi. I didn't expect to see you all so soon.
  • Falco: I was hoping you'd show your ugly mug! Now hand over that portal device!
  • Leon: Portal device? I don't know what you're talking about.
  • Falco: What? You're the one who told us about it, you sleazy lizard!
  • Leon: Ah, well so sorry to disappoint but I haven't got it. Now, prepare to be eliminated.
  • Falco: I'd like to see you try.
  • Falco: Alright, Eli said I gotta drop their shields before I can use the Grappler. Time to let loose a couple Smart Bombs!
  • Falco: [if shooting at Leon's ship while the shield is active] Rrgh, stupid shield! A Smart Bomb oughta deal with it!
  • Falco: [damaging the shield] Yeah, it's working Just a few more!
  • Leon: Well this is certainly amusing. Capture me? I don't think so.
  • Peppy: He broke free. You sure this is a good idea, Falco?
  • Falco: I just gotta tire him out. He can't dodge me forever.
  • Falco: [after taking out the shield] Now's my shot! This time, I'm not gonna let him get away!
  • Leon: Do you mind?!
  • Falco: Yes! Can't stop me now!
  • Leon: Don't follow too closely!
  • Sage: Warning: Outlaw caltraps deployed. Attack mines to destroy them.
  • Peppy: Eyes up! More enemies inbound!
  • Falco: Numbers aren't going to even the odds, Leon.
  • Leon: Always trying to prove your superiority. Aren't you tired of playing second fiddle?
  • Falco: What are you getting at?
  • Fox: Okay. If we're going to make this work, we need to do it now!
  • Leon: Face me if you dare.
  • Falco: Got it! Dodge this!
  • Leon: I've a present for you.
  • Leon: Why won't you give up?!
  • Falco: [getting a hold of Leon's ship] Got him right where I want him. Now's my chance!
  • Sage: Enemy fully engaged by Grappler. Use Shield Ram to initiate capture.
  • Leon: What? My engines This can't be! Put me down!
  • Slippy: Should we take him to that Prospector jail?
  • Fox: I don't see a better idea. Eli, give 'em a heads up for us. We'll be there soon.
  • Falco: Not so talkative now, are you.
  • Leon: Hmph. Annoying bird. I am the great Leon!
  • Falco: Oh yeah. Real great.
  • Leon: This is pointless. You'll have to free me eventually.
  • Falco: Sure. But until then, you're not hurting anyone else.
  • Leon: Hmph. To play pretend all day must be so exhausting.
  • Falco: What's that supposed to mean?
  • Leon: You couldn't care less about the ship I attacked, could you?
  • Falco: Hey, we came to stop you and that's exactly what we did.
  • Leon: Suit yourself. Wait just a minute! That's not your ship! Where are you taking me?
  • Falco: Jail. Deal with it.
  • Leon: But they'll never find me here! I need to return to Corneria. You can't lock me up like this!
  • Falco: Knock, knock. We got some cargo to unload.
  • The Void: That's one weird looking Drackan. Meh. We'll find a place for him.

Enter Star Wolf[]

  • Mason: Hey everyone. I'm reading an energy signature near the Equinox. It's the same data we got when Leon appeared but... there's nothing here. You might want to head back.
  • Peppy: Wouldja look at that! It might be the energy signature the Equinox was readin. We oughta give it a closer look.
  • Mason: Wait! What's that?!
  • Wolf: Ha ha ha. Surprised to see me?
  • Fox: Wolf!
  • Peppy: He's back? Argh, he just doesn't know when to quitl
  • Falco: If you're looking for Leon, he's not here!
  • Wolf: Leon? Don't make me laugh. I'm focused on a much bigger prize.
  • Razor: He's targeting the Equinox!
  • Fox: What?!
  • Sage: Shields at 95%.
  • Razor: We're sitting ducks here. I'm spooling up the engines. Mason-
  • Mason: I got it. Chase, you're with me!
  • Chase: I'm ready!
  • Peppy: Where do you want us, Fox?
  • Fox: Protect the Equinox at all costs!
  • Hunter: We need to target those cannons!
  • Peppy: Looks like the turrets are protectin' em! Destroy the turrets first!
  • Fox: Rrgh, I should have never let this happen!
  • Mason: Wolf is the enemy here, not you. We can do this, so long as we work together!
  • Mason: Got you!
  • Falco: Smart Bomb is ready!
  • Hunter: There's one more cannon left. We need to take care of it, now!
  • Razor: Engines are almost revved up. Just a little more time!
  • Andrew: You made a big mistake messing with us!
  • Slippy: Just go home already!
  • Fox: Come on, Wolf. What's your game? Since when are you anything but a mercenary?
  • Wolf: I didn't ask to be in this system. But I'm resourceful. I'm not leaving empty-handed.
  • Andrew: I'm never gonna lose again!
  • Andrew: [defeated] No! This wasn't supposed to happen!
  • Slippy: And don't come back!
  • Razor: Hunter, what's happening up there?
  • Hunter: The Equinox! It's locked in an electromagnetic field.
  • Falco: So blow it up already!
  • Slippy: Negative! Wolf activated a shield. Projectiles will do minimal damage.
  • Peppy: The tractor beams! Maybe there's somethin' we can do with those!
  • Slippy: Good thinking Grab those mines and throw them in one of the tractor beams. It's like an elevator straight to Wolf's doorstep! He won't know what hit 'em!
  • Peppy: Launch the mine into the arm of that tractor beam!
  • Hunter: The field is weakening, Keep it up!
  • Falco: [angry] Rgh, where did he even come up with all this?
  • Peppy: I suppose we had our hands full with the rest of Star Wolf!
  • Falco: Well isn't that just great!
  • Peppy: Force field is ready to activate!
  • Peppy: There! Just one more beam to go!
  • Leon: I hope you're having fun.
  • Pigma: Hey, aren't you supposed to be in jail!
  • Wolf: Focus! You can bicker once we've returned to Lylat. Now take those fools down!
  • Leon: I think I'll play for a while.
  • Leon: [defeated] You can't defeat me.
  • Falco: Face it, Leon. You're beat!
  • Wolf: Aarrgh! One way or another, you're going to give me that ship.
  • Wolf: Pigma! Finish this!
  • Pigma: I'm going to tear all your pretty ships into pieces. I bet they'll sell for goooood money!
  • Mason: Rgh, my ship's taken too much damage!
  • Fox: Don't worry, Mason. You've been a huge help. We'll take it from here.
  • Pigma: No! My beautiful reward!
  • Peppy: Good riddance!
  • Peppy: Launch the mine into the arm of that tractor beam!
  • Peppy: [freeing the Equinox from the tractor beams] Look! It worked! We saved the Equinox!
  • Slippy: And I don't think Wolf is going anywhere in that ship anytime soon!
  • Fox: [Wolf's battleship is destroyed] I knew we could do it! Good work everyone! Star Wolf is toast!
  • Wolf: [escapes the battleship with his Wolfen] Not so fast!
  • Fox: Wolf!
  • Peppy: He's still here?
  • Slippy: He needs to learn to take a hint!
  • Fox: It's over, Wolf! You messed with the wrong team. And I'm not just talking about us.
  • Wolf: You think I'm scared of your little friends?
  • Fox: No, but only because you're not as smart as you think.
  • Wolf: Your luck is running out! I told you I'm not going back empty-handed. If I have to leave, I'm taking you with me.
  • Fox: You don't have to worry about that. Lylat, Atlas, doesn't matter We'll always be right there to stop you. You can count on it.
  • Wolf: Watch your step! I'm going to take you down!
  • Peppy: Phew, I need to catch my breath!
  • Wolf: Scared yet? You're pathetic.

Star Wolf's Defeat[]

  • Razor: What's that smell?
  • [Slippy comes in with a slightly different Corneria Cake he that baked himself]
  • Slippy: Hey, you guys!
  • Startail: What's that?
  • Slippy: Well, I had to improvise on a few of the ingredients, but...
  • Falco: (shocked and disgusted) Ewugh.
  • [The Starlink Intitive and the Star Fox celebrate by sharing pieces of the homemade cake]
  • Slippy: Dig in!
  • Fox: (to Mason) I wouldn't eat that if I were you.
  • [Elsewhere, Star Wolf is being sucked to a vortex]
  • Pigma: What do we do now, Wolf!? Hey! Wolf!
  • Wolf: Aaaarrghh!! Foxxxxxxxxxxxx!!!!

Aftermath[]

  • Slippy: Another successful mission for Star Fox!
  • Falco: Yeah, I'm not sure "successful" is the right word. I'm thinking... sticky? Kinda tangy in an indefinable way?
  • Slippy: Not the cake! I was talking about Star Wolf!
  • Peppy: So, what's the plan now, Fox? Maybe we oughta think about headin' back. General Pepper might need us.
  • Fox: Yeah, I've been thinking the same thing. I'm going to miss this place.
  • Falco: We'll always have the memories. And possibly food poisoning.
  • Peppy: It was quite an adventure, wasn't it?
  • Slippy: Maybe we'll come back some day!
  • Fox: Well, it's not good-bye just yet. Come on, boys. We still got work to do!

Miscellaneous[]

Some quotes are not unique and are repeated in some scenarios, such as reactions to certain situations, or reused dialogue from certain characters.

When enemies jump on the ship[]

  • Cut it out!
  • Hey, knock it off!

Defeating an enemy[]

  • Ready to go!
  • Bogey down!
  • Yes! Fox one, bad guy, zero!

When subjected to extreme heat[]

  • I'm starting to sweat.
  • It's gettin' too hot.

When enemies jump on the ship[]

  • Rrgh!
  • Hey, cut it out!

When taking major damage[]

  • (enraged) COME ON!

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When enemies jump on the ship[]

  • Get off me!
  • Hey, leave me alone!

Trivia[]

  • Falco is the only Star Fox pilot who does not specify which planet in the Lylat System he was born on, as Fox confirmed that his homeworld is Papetoon while Peppy and Slippy were both born on Corneria. As for Falco, he only says that his team came from the Lylat System.
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