Metroid Legacies
Prologue
The klaxon alarm filled her head with sharp pains.
Sparks from damaged wires illuminated the otherwise dark cockpit of her ship.
She felt the warm blood on her chest. She heard her heart beat. Each dull thud poured out more of her blood.
Her consciousness was fading. She was going to die.
Just before she passed out, she felt two arms wrap around her body.
'Oh well,' She thought, 'I guess I failed… Please forgive me, Old Bird…'
"Arashi, what can you tell me about this girl?" Asked the nurse.
Arashi looked over his shoulder at the nurse. She was holding a clipboard and a pen.
"I don't know anything," He replied somberly, "I found her inside some sort of metal capsule. The only other thing there looked like some sort of body armor. The technicians are examining it as we speak."
Arashi walked out of the room; the comatose body of the girl he had found being too depressing for him. He passed Tsunade on his way out the door of the hospital and they exchanged formal greetings.
Everywhere in the village it was a jubilant affair. Citizen and ninja alike were celebrating the surrender of Iwa. Hardened veterans were telling war stories to their children, grandchildren, and anyone who would listen. Young couples were everywhere you looked, locked in tearful embraces or otherwise celebrating their love. Academy students were running amok and genin were mooching sake off of their chuckling team leaders.
Orochimaru and Jiraiya were celebrating with a competition to see who could woo the most girls in one night. Orochimaru had managed to beguile a couple of ladies with his cool demeanor, but Jiraiya's loud, exuberant personality had attracted a good-sized harem of women whom he entertained with exaggerated narrations of his feats as a living legend.
Jiraiya looked over and noticed Arashi. "Well, if it isn't my pride and joy as a teacher! Come on over boy!" He yelled. "I taught him most of what he knows! Yup, he's my student," He bragged to the women while he ruffled Arashi's hair with one hand, "He's so well taught, in fact, that he is one of the prime candidates for fourth Hokage!" He declared.
Orochimaru slid up behind Jiraiya, causing him to let out a startled yell. "Don't do that! You know it freaks me out!"
Orochimaru made a placating hand gesture. "Sorry Jiraiya, I just wanted to remind you that I am the favored candidate." He said.
"Yesh. Becaushe you guysh are the only people shtoopid enuff to run. Hiccup!"
Jiraiya and Orochimaru did a double take. "Tsunade!" They cried.
"You're drunk!" Accused Jiraiya.
"Yes," Agreed Orochimaru, "And aren't there patients who need your expertise?"
"Yesh," Tsunade slurred, "But they're be – bet – not broke no more. Hic!"
"Even the woman I found?" Arashi asked hopefully.
Tsunade looked him right in the eyes. "Yes. Especially her." She said knowingly
Arashi narrowed his eyes. "I thought you were drunk," He whispered in an accusatory tone.
Tsunade smirked. "I'm not called the greatest medic ever for nothing, kid."
As she walked off with her teammates and their respective harems, Arashi fell into deep thought.
Footsteps echoed throughout the metallic halls as grunts rushed to prepare for landing in the clearing in the forest below.
His crimson eyes shone with eagerness.
A hideous laughter reverberated in the hull of the massive ship.
He schemed and plotted, meditating on how he could best eliminate that pesky upstart.
'Samus Aran… I am going to finish what I started. I will destroy you!'
"Master Ridley! Mother brain requests assistance." A golden armored pirate informed him.
Ridley looked at the pirate. He then sighed in defeat and commanded, "Set course for Zebes!"
As the planet they were previously approached disappeared in the distance, Ridley began to contemplate. 'You were lucky this time, child. But I swear that I will return and destroy all that you hold dear!'