If You Hunt the monster…. Part 1

Rescue

Note: I would highly suggest reading the first two installments of the Soul Mates series before reading this, although this is not a continuation of that series of some of the elements within this story will make more sense if you do.

'Beautiful' she thought gazing into the depths of space outside the cockpit window. She was the infamous bounty huntress Samus Aran. Medium height, mid twenties, with glowing blonde hair tied back in a pony tail She realized that someone was talking to her. "Hand me the damn wrench!" Yelled the pair of legs. The legs were attached to a body obscured by a large piece of equipment. "Coming Nicky." Samus called back. Nicole, know to most as Spartan 458 was the pair of legs sticking out from beneath the targeting computer, few knew her as Nicole and only one person knew her as Nicky, and that was Samus. She was in her late twenties, a few years older than Samus. With soft dark brown eyes and full lips and shoulder length brown hair, she was quite stunning. She was the only other person that Samus had ever gone on missions with; they had learned to trust each other with their lives over the time they had worked together. 'Damn' Samus thought as she retrieved the wrench from the box 'I can't daydream like that.' She walked to the computer "Here you go Nicky." Nicole rolled out from beneath the behemoth computer and jokingly pouted "took you long enough"

"it's taking you long enough to fix that damn computer." Samus shot back. Not a few seconds after which the computer sprang to life with a flare. A smug looking Nicole strutted out and remarked,

"You were saying?"

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'I hate them all.' He thought 'All the teachers and that god damn school.' He was walking through the biting cold of winter in a hoodie and a trademark brown leather jacket, he was in a pissed off mood. He was known as Butch by his friends, Johnson by his parents and only his parents. He was a little less then 6ft. with short, strait brown hair, blueish-green eyes and usually had pleasant demeanor; this was NOT one of those times. Over the past three months he had been driven to the edge of inanity by teacher and students who thought of him as a freak and loser because every 18 months he left to be tested which was excused as therapy. The straw that broke the camel's back had come earlier that day when a teacher refused to raise his grade ever thought the loss of the grade was her fault. There was something that not even his close friends knew about. 3 years earlier there had been an explosion that he'd been caught in that had severed his left arm. He had been immediately swooped down upon by the U.S. military and had been tested on for well over 4 months. They gave him a state of the art prosthetic arm that could perform every range of motion in exchange for allowing them to try experimental bone hardening and muscle density increase experiments.

They were a huge success.

These experiments were the later basis for the UNSC's SPARTAN program. Over the past three months he had been driven to the edge of inanity by teacher and students who thought of him as a freak and loser because every 18 months he left to be tested by the army for side effects of the experiment which was excused as therapy. He left as angry as hell itself, and determined to do one thing,

Kill that teacher.

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"Targets sighted" barked Nicole

"Where?" asked Samus

This mission that Nicole and Samus were on was tracking a small fleet of space pirate vessel carrying millions of tons of captured Galactic Federation munitions. Among those was an experimental cruiser that could potentially open a worm hole that could take it to a different time. This type of instantaneous travel could win or lose the war for eather side They were take back this valuable asset and subdue the munitions carriers.

Simple right?

"Bearing sector 172.616 quadrant 2305" said Nicole "and they're send'n a welcoming party." "How many?" asked Samus

"I count 30 fighter craft closing rapidly."

"Activate the cannons" yelled Samus

One of the new upgrades that Sammus's ship received recently were 4 solid beam phazon cannons. These could cut through the hull of a cruiser in seconds. These cannons auto targeted the fighters and cut lose.

There were fire balls everywhere.

Then they entered the fleet guns blazing.

"Talk to me Nicky, where's that cruiser?"

"I'm lookin, I'm lookin." she said while rapidly scanning the sensor screens "Got her!"

"plug it the coordinates"

"got it, 1 minute til dock"

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This was it he was at the door to the school. In one hand a rock, in the other, his father's .45 service pistol. He planned this meticulously, yet he was torn. Could he take this man's life. He won't, he will, he won't, he won't, he will, he won't he makes his choice. The sound of shattered glass splits the night air. Ten minutes later butch is almost back to hishouse his hands covered in blood.

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This had not been part of the plan.
The pirates activated the worm hole opener and had disappeared but Samus had her own problems. They were getting sucked in.

Samus could visibly see the ship's shape twisting and distorting. This anomaly was what had trapped Nicole in the 21st century the last time. The air itself seemed to glow an eerie blue light and objects started vanishing and appearing at random. Then it stopped. But outside the constellations were different. And there was a cruiser headed for a blue marble in space tat Nicole immediately recognized.

The two ships chased one another as each jockeyed for firing position on the other. They were rapidly descending toward a large populous center, and then the cruiser fired, and missed.

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Butch was walking home. He couldn't do it, he couldn't that man's life, no matter how worthless it was. He had just thrown the rock through his window and nothing more. The rock had cut open his right hand as he through it. 'He was probably scared shitless from it too, that pussy.' Butch thought to himself. It was then than he looked up just in time to see a huge ship fly over head and drop an energy bomb on his house. And vaporize everyone inside.

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"She's setting down!" Nicole yelled

"Suit up!" shouted Samus back, "we're gonna have to her board her!"

They both prepared

Nicole suited up in new and improved MJOLNIR Mark VI Spartan battle armor. With brand new shields, scanners, and harder armor plating, this armor could go toe to toe with almost anything. However despite all the weapons that she could choose from, the Spartan still preferred her time tested BR55 battle rife and M6D magnum pistol. Samus activated her sleek heavy duty Chozo powersuit. Properly prepared, they exited the ship to face the 200 space pirates pouring out of the cruiser.

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He couldn't believe it, he thought standing in front of the burned out shell that had once been his house. His entire family, wiped out in an instant. 'They will pay' that was all he could think 'THEY WILL PAY!' Going through the wreckage gathering all the ammo, food, and supplies that he could lay his hands on. This was because he knew he wasn't coming back. He then sprinted toward the sound of explosions and flashes where the ship had landed.

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This was not good.

There were hundreds of these bugs. And they just kept coming!

"On your right" yelled Samus

Nicole dispatched the insect creature with a burst from her rifle and spun to face the swarm in front of her and started firing again. 'We're not gonna make it' Samus thought. Just then a new sound appeared. The sharp crack of small arms fire from the north. There was commotion on the pirates flank, then Samus saw why. There was a kid, probably 15 or 16 years old with a pistol in his hand shooting the shit out of any thing that came near him, and doing a damn good job, too. Then the pistol went silent, he'd run out of ammo and the pirates were closing in around him. Just as Samus was about to go to his aid she saw a space pirate go flying 20ft. and saw the kid killing pirates with his BARE HANDS. Not even she could do that with her power suit on. Seeing this apparent demoralized the pirates and they fled back to the cruiser.

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"COWARDS!!" Butch yelled, "COME BACK AND FIGHT!!!"

The creatures were retreating back to their ship. He began running after them, but didn't get far before he was grabbed from behind. Without ever thinking he spun around knocked his assailant to the ground and started smashing the butt of the pistol against their head. Realizing that they were wearing a helmet he tore it off and found himself looking into the eye of a beautiful woman they he heard someone behind him yell, "Hey!"

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Samus couldn't believe it, they were alive. By all rights they should have been dead. That kid had saved them, as much as she hated to admit it. Nicole had gone to check on him. When Samus looked up she saw Nicole put her hand on his shoulder. Then to her shock Samus saw the kid knock Nicole to the ground and start beating her with the pistol. Samus started sprinting over, she saw him rip off Nicole's helmet, about to swing again.

She yelled "Hey!"

He turned just in time to put his arm up before her cannon arm hit him square in the chest. He went flying back 30ft and hit the side of Samus's ship.

"What the hell was that?!?" Nicole yelled at her.

"I just helped you." Samus said, taken aback by the ferocity in her voice.

"You really think that I couldn't have handled him?" Nicole said, "He had an adrenaline rush, so I let him take it out to try and calm him down. Then you come and hit him with your cannon arm and probable just killed him!"

Samus realized Nicole was right. They both ran over to the crumpled figure by the ship. Nicole got there first and listened to his chest. 'He's still breathing' she thought amazed "he's still alive!" she called to Samus.

"Get him on the ship" Samus called back, "we take in 5 minutes."

When Nicole tried to pick him up, he suddenly regained conciseness and held up a hand.

"I can walk… into the damn ship" he said

"But you…" Nicole started

"I …can… walk" he said obviously in pain but with a tone hard as granite.

Nicole knew it was useless to argue with someone in this state and helped him to his feet.

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Gritting his teeth against the pain he climbs the ramp into the space ship. There he sees the guy who punched him. The guy looks up and says, "I'm…sorry about that, really I am" he said in a voice that sounded vaguely feminine "so…truce?" as an answer Butch punched him in the chest as hard as he could throwing the armor clad figure against a bulkhead.

"Even," Butch spat before nearly collapsing onto the floor. What surprised him was that the brown haired woman caught him and stood him up. The orange dude was up and had murder in his eyes.

"Why you dirty little mother…"

"Samus don't…" said the girl behind him.

"Butt out Nicole." Said Samus
"Samus? But that's a…" Butch trailed off

"A what?" Samus growled

"That explains so much" said Butch

"Explains what?!?" yelled Samus

"You're girl. Aren't you?" said Butch

"Yes, so what? Huh? What does that explain??" she exclaimed

"It explains how you fight so well." Said Butch

"Huh?" said Samus surprised by this response. Most assumed she was a man by how she fought.

"If you can fight that well against something then you must hate it with a passion, and only women can maintain hold a grudge that long." That earned him a slap across the face.

The girl named Nicole observed, "He'll fit in nicely here."

"Definitely" agreed Samus

"Did I miss something?" asked Butch

"Neither of us gives a damn about small talk or sugar coating the truth. You appear to be blunt to a fault, so you'll fit in well with us" said Samus

"oooohhhhh, gotcha" said Butch

"Now that settled, buckle in 'cause we've got pirates to catch!"

End of Part 1

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this is my very first literature piece on fanfiction so I would like constructive criticism please thank you, and I want to know whether I should continue the series. thanks

Note: I'm not extremely knowledgeable about halo or metroid so if i mess something up please don't kick the shit out of me

Disclaimer: I don't own ether halo, metoid, or the characters of Samus or Nicole. I do however own the character of Butch and all subsidiary rights to him.