Bounty Hunter Data: Trace

Deep within the Kriken Empire, Overlord Vree was the only one who passed any judgment whatsoever. He rules his people by any means necessary, mostly fear and terror though.

One year ago, Vree had a contest to determine which of his mighty warriors would take part in the capturing of the ultimate power, AKA the Omega Cannon. Vree determined that Trace, a young Kriken Warrior, would suffice. After bestowing Trace with this honor, Trace set off, realizing the consequences he failed to retrieve the power.

Now, Trace has returned, but his failure is already public knowledge. Vree has passed an order to execute Trace at the crack of dawn. When Trace realized the situation he was in, he planned to take immediate action.

The Kriken people gave Trace sinister looks as he passed, these uncivilized people didn't care about his life, only his failure. Trace decided to run from his home on the Kriken Empire, and earn his honor back by defeating Samus, and bringing back the Omega Cannon.

"You're planning to do what?" a Kriken soldier asked.

"Simple," hissed Trace, "I leave this wretched place tonight, and with me will be any and all soldiers in the Kriken Army I can acquire."

As Trace said this, he aimed his Imperialist, a very powerful sniper given to only the most elite Krikens, at the soldier.

"I see," the soldier said in a hushed voice, "I will see what I can do sir."

Later that night, the soldier returned, with soldiers aplenty. There were at least 400 soldiers, all dangerously armed.

"You, soldier," Trace started towards the soldier he'd met earlier, "how did you get this many?"

"Simply put sir, they were eager to serve under a warrior of your supreme stature," he said sarcastically.

Trace's red eye glowed bright red, "Don't test my patience," he ordered, and fired the Imperialist through the soldier. All other Kriken Soldiers became quiet and paid their utmost attention to their new commander.

"Let this be a lesson to all of you! Those who anger me or test my patience in any way will end up like this dead fool here!" Trace screeched, kicking the dead soldier sideways.

The Kriken Warriors howled with pride, and with a single hand waving motion, the army marched into the Aircraft Hatch. There were approximately 50 ships lined up, each one capable of holding about 10 soldiers. Trace entered the most heavily armed one, as the rest of the soldiers entered the ones beside it. The ships ignited, and took off.

Meanwhile, Overlord Vree witnessed the dozens of ships take off from the planet, and he was furious. If Trace returned empty-handed again, he would execute him himself.

As the ships traveled through space, Trace thought about where the female bounty hunter, Samus Aran would be, "That foolish girl is probably with the Galactic Federation as we speak. Taking them all on at once would be suicide," he said to himself.

"What are your orders, sir?" a Kriken Elite asked in a hissing voice, as all Krikens did.

Trace thought for a while, then saw a nearby Space Pirate frigate, "Space Pirates…what pathetic creatures. Some of the weakest creatures ever spawned, and yet they've got the galaxy at their knees. We'll pay them a visit, and see what weapons we can stock up on before continuing!" Trace exclaimed, and within five minutes, the Kriken Elites had told the 49 other ships to land there as well.

As the ships landed, the Space Pirates remained inside, obviously awaiting their arrival.

Trace was the first Kriken Warrior out, and soon enough, all 400 were behind him. Krikens were relatively small creatures, so the landing patch outside the frigate was big enough to hold their ships, as well as the Krikens themselves.

"Captain," Trace called, "lead the first unit in through the left side, I'll bring another squadron through the right. We'll leave approximately 200 soldiers outside, in case of reinforcements. Space Pirates are easy enough to kill, so we shouldn't have many casualties," he ordered.

Captain Seeru nodded, "Yes, sir," he hissed, and made a waving motion, and 100 soldiers came running behind him.

As Trace started forward, about 100 soldiers followed him as well. As the Krikens marched forward, they made their way through the right entrance.

Trace looked around, "I can hear…fighting, already…" he said, "Captain Seeru must've been ambushed. COME SOLDIERS!" he screeched, and all of the Krikens ran into the Main Chamber of the frigate.

Sure enough, Captain Seeru, along with his soldiers were fighting off approximately 300 Space Pirate Warriors.

"Pirate Warriors…" Trace said in disgust, "soldiers of the Kriken Army, attack!" he ordered, and stood his ground as the 100 soldiers ran passed him.

Trace slowly made his way towards the back of the battle, where he saw Captain Seeru, arms crossed watching the battle.

"Can we win with these numbers, sir?" he asked.

Trace laughed a sinister and deep laugh, "Of course, Pirate Warriors are nothing more than amateur fighters Captain," Trace explained.

As the battle raged on, Trace and Seeru remained still, not wanting to somehow get themselves killed. Krikens were notoriously cautious when it came to fighting. The leaders never fought unless it was absolutely necessary.

All of a sudden, a green blast came down from above, and it wiped out about 20 Kriken Soldiers.

Trace and Seeru looked up, and a hover craft carrying about 50 Space Pirate Commandos was standing above them. The commandos leapt down and joined the brawl, and all that was left remaining was a figure cloaked in green armor with a brown ponytail coming out of his helmet.

"Pirate Commandos, what now sir?" Seeru panicked.

Trace scowled, "Weavel…" is all he said.

"Who is that?" Seeru asked.

"General Weavel is one of the highest ranked Space Pirate Leaders in their alliance. His power is even greater than that of the Pirate Commandos," Trace explained, and aimed his Imperialist at one of the Pirate Commandos. As he prepared to fire, he was blasted by Weavel who was still standing on the hover craft.

Trace was badly injured, as he lay on the ground with his gun arm crippled.

"You there, attend to Trace's wounds!" Seeru ordered of a Medical Kriken, one of the few rare Krikens that studied in medical needs and care.

"You must be General Weavel," Seeru said, preparing for battle.

Weavel laughed, "You Krikens are hilarious. Do you honestly think that your pitiful numbers can withstand a force of Space Pirate Commandos? Although Pirate Warriors are strong, Pirate Commandos are the most powerful units in the galaxy!" he bragged.

Seeru aimed his gun at Weavel, and charged it up, "You Space Pirates sure do talk a lot, let's see you back it up!" he roared, and fired a charged blast at Weavel.

Weavel, using his Space Jump, was able to leap about fifty feet in the air before landing on his feet behind Seeru. He unleashed his Battle Hammer, a bright yellow knife made out of raw energy and solar power, that came out about 1.5 feet from his forearm.

The Space Pirate General dashed forward and hacked Seeru in half, his innards flying everywhere.

Weavel turned around and aimed his Battle Hammer at Trace, who was just getting up from his medical treatment, "Are you ready, Trace?" the general asked.

Trace grunted, his arm was as good as new, and he aimed his Imperialist at Weavel, "Of course," he said, and fired forward.

Weavel ducked down and dodged the shot, and then charged forward and slashed downwards diagonally with his Battle Hammer.

Trace used his arm cannon as a shield, and blocked Weavel's Battle Hammer. He then pushed the Battle Hammer off of Weavel and fired three missiles out of his arm cannon at him.

Weavel dashed backwards, and fired a charged Energy Shot that blew up the first missile, and when the other two came out of the smoke, it caught him by surprise, and he was knocked backwards by the explosion.

Slowly, Weavel stumbled to his feet, and aimed his arm cannon at Trace, but before he knew it, Trace had fired a blast from the Imperialist at Weavel, and shattered his battle helmet.

The Battle Hammer vanished, and Weavel gasped for breath. Using his long, sharp arm, Trace stabbed Weavel all the way through the stomach, and left him dead on the ground.

Trace turned around and heard the Space Pirate General thud on the ground, he then watched as the Kriken Army overtook the last of the Space Pirate Commandos, and the Kriken Army was victorious.

After an hour of collecting weapons and supplies, the Kriken Army was soon prepared to march forward.

Trace walked next to a high-ranked Kriken Warrior, "What's the damage" he asked cautiously.

The warrior scowled, "We lost approximately 73 units in total."

Trace was satisfied with this number, it wasn't a bad price at all for killing one of the highest ranked Space Pirate Generals in the galaxy.

After a few hours of stocking the supplies in the ships, the Kriken Army boarded their small vessels and blasted off into space in order to continue their search of Samus Aran. And, as Trace looked out into the stars, his mind was scattered over a range of dozens of topics. This was the most important battle he had ever fought, and the worst part hadn't even started yet.

That night, one of the Kriken soldiers approached Trace hesitantly, "We've got an unusual high concentration of radiation on our scopes sir, we believe it may be Samus Aran."

Trace looked curiously at the soldier, "Radiation?" he asked.

The soldier nodded, "After careful studies, we've found that the radiation detected on our scopes matches that of the radiation released by Samus' Arm Cannon. If our data is correct, she's on a Desert Planet known as Oldera, and it's only approximately forty-two parsecs away."

Trace stood up straight and loaded his Imperialist, "Prepare the troops for battle!" he declared.

As the Kriken spacecrafts landed on the desert wasteland of a planet, they exited carefully. Trace was the first one out, and when he looked around, he noticed that the sand was soft enough to use to their advantage if need be. With a forward arm-swinging motion, the Krikens all leapt out of their ships and the Kriken Army marched forward. Over 300 soldiers remained.

That night, Trace and several other elite warriors plotted their attack plan. They had already spread the troops around where Samus' base was, and the female bounty hunter herself was in her gunship.

When Trace, gave the signal, the Kriken Army would storm down the hillside they were perched upon, and they would ambush Samus, and kill her. Trace would then take the Omega Cannon for himself, and his glory would be fulfilled. It was the most exciting moment of his life, and he was extremely anxious to give the order to attack. However, being the tactical genius that he was, he managed to wait until the exact right time.

Trace saw the bottom hatch on Samus' gunship open, and then watched as Samus walked out to a large hologram projector where she was probably trying to contact the Galactic Federation.

"Sir, if she gets a hold of the Galactic Federation, we'll have to wait some time before launching our ambush." Trace's elite advisor said.

Trace knew the time was right, he waved his arm in the air and fired the Imperialist straight up. The Kriken Army struck.

As the Kriken Army rushed down the hillside, all aiming their weapons at Samus, the female bounty hunter quickly realized the situation she was in. She used her mighty space jump to leap on the top of her gunship, where she then fired several small shots from her Arm Cannon which took out only several Kriken Warriors.

Trace aimed the Imperialist, ready to fire and kill her himself, when all of a sudden a small blue stream came from the right and hit Trace's arm, and knocked him off balance.

A blue being came forth, and aimed a weapon known as the Judicator at Trace, "I had a feeling you'd be behind this," he said calmly.

Trace's 5 elite warriors that had remained with him after the ambush all stood in front of their leader and aimed their weapons at this new challenger.

As Trace regained balance on his two feet, he gave his elite guards orders to stand down, "Noxus, you fool…you just threw your entire life away. Do you realize that?" he asked cockily.

Noxus charged his Judicator, a weapon that shot small ice crystal shards from it that could tear through any object. When charged to its maximum power, the Judicator had the ability to freeze anything. This was because as the Judicator was charged, the ice crystal chards become lager, and they lose their pointed edges and instead become round. However, they become so cold that they can freeze anything simply by making contact.

Trace responded by aiming his Imperialist at Noxus and in an arrogant tone asked, "Now what? We're at a stalemate. You can't possibly expect to defeat me!"

Noxus fired his Judicator, and Trace fired his Imperialist. The shot from the Imperialist tore right through the Judicator's blast, and Noxus leapt over the blast Trace sent at him.

While in midair, Noxus fired a small Judicator shot at Trace. However, Trace dodged this shot and the shard instead hit one of his elite warriors, instantly killing him. Then, to Trace's great surprise, the shot ricocheted off the dead warrior's head and hit Trace in the back, knocking him down.

The four remaining elite guards all fired charged beams from their weapons, and they all hit Noxus square in the chest and slammed him against the ground.

Trace got up slowly, and struggled to aim his Imperialist at Noxus, but then something incredible happened.

An explosion the size of a mountain occurred, and a large heat wave was sent out of the smoke. Trace didn't know what it was, but he thought perhaps Samus' ship had exploded somehow.

As the smoke cleared up enough to see through, Trace stood up and looked down, and saw at least 200 dead Krikens scattered around Samus' campground. There were about 50 others badly wounded, and the remaining ones began to back off from Samus, who was standing upon her gunship.

"What could've created an explosion like that?" one of Trace's elite warriors asked.

Trace knew immediately, "The Omega Cannon…she fired it…" he said in a hushed voice.

The Kriken leader then looked to his right, where he saw Noxus struggling to his feet. Trace aimed the Imperialist at his chest, and prepared to finish off his longtime rival.

Just as Trace was about to fire, he was hit in the head by a charged beam blast, and it had been fired by none other than Samus.

Trace fell backwards, groveling in pain, he had never felt this much pain before in his life. Not even when he had been hit by Weavel's blast.

The elite warriors all looked at Samus, who was staring up where they were, they then proceeded to fire a barrage of homing missiles at her. They thought they had a chance, but Samus was prepared for anything.

She used her Maximum Space Jump which allowed her to jump all the way from her gunship to the top of the hillside where the Kriken Elites were. She then fired a missile and blew one of them to bits.

The three remaining ones all aimed charged power beams at her, and as long as she didn't budge, they wouldn't fire.

However, zooming in from behind the back of Samus' helmet was a blast from the Judicator, which hit another Kriken Elite in the stomach and ripped right through his body.

Samus turned around and saw Noxus limp to he side.

At this time, the final two Kriken Elites fired their charged blasts at Samus, and the female bounty hunter was heavily damaged and knocked to her back.

Noxus charged the Judicator and aimed it directly at the Kriken Elites, but his arm was hit by a long red beam. It was Trace, he had not only managed to fire his Imperialist, but he had destroyed Noxus' Judicator.

As the Kriken Leader got to his feet, he felt his blood pressure and adrenaline grow as he prepared for one final blast.

Noxus leapt at Trace in an attempt to stop the evil being, but he was hit by the Kriken Elites and their charged energy beams before he could reach him, and was knocked out cold.

"Fool, do you honestly think you can compete with me?" he said cockily at Noxus, and then aimed the Imperialist at Samus' face.

Just then a huge green laser came down from nowhere and blasted the remaining two Kriken Elites into oblivion. Trace spun around and aimed his Imperialist upward, and saw at least ten Galactic Federation ships come in for a landing.

He saw one of the GF Troopers leaning out of the side-hatch of his ship, and he fired a small shot that knocked the Imperialist out of Trace's hand. He then looked in horror as the other GF ships proceeded to exterminate all of the Krikens that had not been killed by Samus' Omega Cannon.

Trace glared quickly down at Samus, "So you were on to us all along…you actually managed to contact the Galactic Federation for reinforcements, didn't you?" he said with fury as he saw his dreams of glory and pride shatter into a thousand pieces.

As one of the Galactic Federation ships sped forward, it opened fire at Trace, who stood in horror as they came speeding towards him, there was nothing he could do.

Trace attempted to jump out of the way, but the blast caught him easily enough and tore the Kriken Leader to shreds, ending his evil attempt to gain control of the ultimate weapon.