The rhythmic thudding of the main processor filled the room as Falco stared, disbelieved, at the mound of metal in front of him. A clatter followed by a curse behind him brought him back to his senses as he saw Flyer picking himself up off the catwalk floor. Flaco made for a set of stairs that lead down and away. The whole room was a mess of catwalks, ladders, stairs and control panels. Falco kept an eye on Flyer as he moved from catwalk to catwalk, looking for an exit. But Flyer, despite having a wounded leg, still kept up with him. Falco headed for the nearest door hoping to maybe put some distance between him and the monster that was his father. Dashing through the door he found himself over looking the fusion reactor. This was as far as he could go. He thought maybe he could back track and get onto a higher catwalk that lead out of the reactor room. Just then he heard a grating sound and the heavy door behind him opened to revel a bloodied, battered and haggard looking Flyer. Without think, Flaco flew down the nearest set of stairs, and followed the catwalk, only to find it ended above the reactor, the area strewn with building and maintenance tools carelessly left behind. He turned to go back when he was aware of a figure at the end of the cat walk, watching him.
“Well son this is where it all ends. One of us won’t be walking away from this.“
Falco backed up as Flyer started to take a few slow steps toward him. Falco kept his eyes looked on his fathers face and the extended electro-cosh in his hand. Just then Falcos feet got tangled in some industrial cable and he fell to the catwalk with a resounding crash. Flyer, seeing this then bore down on Falco, covering the ground between them rapidly. Falco watched as his father approached with no time to get back to his feet. Looking off to one side, he noticed some broken steel shafts. Reaching out for one, he took one in hand and raised it to ward Flyer off. Just then Falco felt an impact and he snapped his head forward to find, to his horror that Flyer had run right onto the broken end, the cosh clattering to the floor, a look of surprise on his face as the pole went in through his left side of his chest and out through his back through his jacket. Flyer coughed and brought up blood. Falco didn’t mean to impale him, he just wanted something to ward him off. But what frightened Falco was his father was smiling.
“Well Son. I guess you win.” Flyer put both hands on the pole and pulled himself further along the shaft, wincing in pain as he did so.
“You’ve gotten a lot better since I last saw you.” Flyer pulled himself further down the pole.
“Your probably wondering why I did what I did?” Falco wanted his father to stop but he pulled himself closer. He was now halfway down the pole.
“I’ll tell you why son. I wanted you to stop me.”
Falco just stared as he watched this form slowly pull itself down a bloodstained pole.
“I couldn’t do it. I didn’t have the courage to pull the trigger, or take that one step. I regret what I did to your mother.”
He came closer.
“So I decided the best way would be for you to finish it. To lay all your ghosts to rest at once.”
Flyer placed both his hands on the catwalk and pulled himself as far down as he could.
“I just wanted to see you one last time son. And to say sorry. For everything.”
He placed one arm around Falcos neck and the other round his shoulders. Falco had removed his hands from the pole and put them on his fathers side to push him off but he hesitated. Then with the last of his strength, Flyer rested his head on Falcos shoulder in a last fatherly embrace.
“Thank you Falco. Thank you.”
Falco just lay completely still afraid of what might happen. All he could do was wait until Fox and the others found him.




Fox and the carrier docked with the Great Fox and the soldiers moved to find Flyer. After searching through the upper decks they found Falco, pinned to the floor with Flyer atop him in the reactor. One of the soldiers found that, although Flyer was impaled, he was still alive. They removed the unconscious Flyer off from Falco and called in a med vac. Falco was comforted by Katt at the rest of the crew as Flyer was taken away. Falco spend many an uncomfortable night dealing with the nightmares of his ordeal but they gradually subsided. When one night he was woken by someone gently shaking him, rolling over he saw to his horror it was Flyer.
“Hey son. I came to say goodbye.”
Falco was puzzled.
“Goodbye?”
“Yeah, I snuck out the hospital took a ship and decided to lay low for  awhile. But before I wanted to see you one last time my son. I’d better get going.” Flyer said as he got up and left.
Flyer was busy getting ready to leave when he heard a voice.
“Hey dad.” Falco stood against the doorframe wearing a pair of boxers.
“You need to get some sleep son. Don’t worry I’ll be gone soon.”
“Why’d you come back?” Falco asked.
Flyer was silent. He never expected his son to ask that.
“I know why you came back. You wanted to make your peace right.”
“Yeah.” Flyer admitted.
“Do you mean that or is that the voices talking?”
“I mean it. I took some meds form the hospital and I know where to get more. Now you need to get some sleep.”
Falco stepped forward and reached behind his boxers, taking some creds out of the waistband and placing them in the breast pocket of Flayers jacket.
“Something to get ya back on your feet. And I’m crazy saying this but, I forgive you  dad.”
This stunned Flyer as he never expected this.
“But you have to promise one thing.”
“Name it.” Flyer said finding his voice.
“That you’ll come back and not get yourself killed.” Falco answered.
“I promise son.”
Flyer raised a hand and rested it on Falcos face to get one last look at his son, then Falco wrapped his arms round him and gently cried into his shoulder. Flyer stroked Falcos head feathers and gently soothed him.
“Don’t worry son. I’ll get clean and then I’ll come back. I promise. Keep your chin up Falco, my son.”
With that Flyer left, and Falco watched as his father disappeared into the inky blackness. Wiping his eyes he wished his father a safe journey and a safe return.