Samuel's Discovery
Chapter 1 June 15, 4500 PSS
Five years. It has been five years since I defeated Mother Brain for a second time. The Space Pirates have been quiet lately. A little too quiet. There have been rumors that the Space Pirates are looking at candidates for an alliance. There are, apparently, certain conditions they're looking for in their allies-to-be. I have identified the one planet known to us that is most likely to fit their criterion. I am going, now, to that planet to discern the level of threat that the inhabitants will ally themselves with the Zebesians.
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"That's the last anybody heard of her." Said Jerry Hannah-Belle Terrance as I leaned back and stretched. Jerry was the police chief for the Space Police branch that resided on the little nowhere planet I call home. I was one of her greatest admirers and the only one lucky enough to be so close to her as to capture her attention.
"You listening, Samuel?" she asked as she poked me gently in the belly.
"Of course I am." I said, grunting as I scrunched up from the poke. She was the only one who got away with doing that.
Smiling affectionately, she continued "That was ten years ago. The people are getting upset because their hero from the Metroid Crisis has disappeared."
With an equaly affectionate smile, I answered "Just point me toward the planet she left for. I'll find her and be back in time for dinner."
Her smile broadened as she said "That's my Bounty Hunter. Just before leaving, she reported that she was headed for a planet called Torka. I'll see you tonight."
I bid her an affectionate farewell and rushed to my ship. The ship I had come to call Piratebane.
"Good morning, Piratebane." I cooed affectionately as I crawled into the pilot seat, switched the ship on, and set in a course for Torka as her engines came humming to life.
It was a very boring trip. Five hours of nothing but me, Piratebane, my pet (Cregdith), and the cold, starry blackness of space.
As the ship set down on the planet's surface, I pet Cregdith one last time, set him down, chirping happily, and slid into my standard-issue Bounty Hunting Suit.
I stepped through the first door of the airlock, made sure it was properly shut, then slid open the second door into the toxic soup of noxious gases that passed for an atmosphere on that planet.
Upon stepping out of the ship, I recieved a tremendous shock!
Chapter 1 June 15, 4500 PSS
Five years. It has been five years since I defeated Mother Brain for a second time. The Space Pirates have been quiet lately. A little too quiet. There have been rumors that the Space Pirates are looking at candidates for an alliance. There are, apparently, certain conditions they're looking for in their allies-to-be. I have identified the one planet known to us that is most likely to fit their criterion. I am going, now, to that planet to discern the level of threat that the inhabitants will ally themselves with the Zebesians.
-*~*-
"That's the last anybody heard of her." Said Jerry Hannah-Belle Terrance as I leaned back and stretched. Jerry was the police chief for the Space Police branch that resided on the little nowhere planet I call home. I was one of her greatest admirers and the only one lucky enough to be so close to her as to capture her attention.
"You listening, Samuel?" she asked as she poked me gently in the belly.
"Of course I am." I said, grunting as I scrunched up from the poke. She was the only one who got away with doing that.
Smiling affectionately, she continued "That was ten years ago. The people are getting upset because their hero from the Metroid Crisis has disappeared."
With an equaly affectionate smile, I answered "Just point me toward the planet she left for. I'll find her and be back in time for dinner."
Her smile broadened as she said "That's my Bounty Hunter. Just before leaving, she reported that she was headed for a planet called Torka. I'll see you tonight."
I bid her an affectionate farewell and rushed to my ship. The ship I had come to call Piratebane.
"Good morning, Piratebane." I cooed affectionately as I crawled into the pilot seat, switched the ship on, and set in a course for Torka as her engines came humming to life.
It was a very boring trip. Five hours of nothing but me, Piratebane, my pet (Cregdith), and the cold, starry blackness of space.
As the ship set down on the planet's surface, I pet Cregdith one last time, set him down, chirping happily, and slid into my standard-issue Bounty Hunting Suit.
I stepped through the first door of the airlock, made sure it was properly shut, then slid open the second door into the toxic soup of noxious gases that passed for an atmosphere on that planet.
Upon stepping out of the ship, I recieved a tremendous shock!