Hello there, readers. I don't have much to say, but his: I don't own any non-original characters in this story (Samus, Adam, Ridley, etc...), 'cause if I did, this wouldn't be a fanfiction, it would be a game, already..... with multiplayer and online options!)

Metroid: Their greatest weapon

Chapter one: Democracy

She looked ahead as she entered the Galactic Federation's headquarters on Daiban. She knew why she was here, and felt no regret. She had no choice in what she had done, and she was ready to face the consequences. She wore her blue, skin tight, Zero Suit, and kept her long golden hair in a ponytail as she walked into a large white marble corridor. The room was long and wide, mostly for the use of the species that weren't exactly tiny.

She had been asked to keep her Power Suit off until directed. She didn't know why they said directed. It almost sounded as if they were going to ask her to reenact everything that went on in the BSL station. She kept her head up high, and she walked with a dignified demeanor. Her lips were curled into a smile as the two Federation Troops walked beside her, wearing their silver armor, and blue HUD visors. They didn't understand much of what was going on, of course. All they had were orders. All they were suppose to do was escort Ms. Aran to trial room number 261, where she would be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.

She could see, at the end of the corridor, a large metal door with a hand scanner on he side. When they reached it, one of her guards stepped forward and placed his palm on the it, the green fluorescent light turning blue, signifying that access was approved. The door began to slide open at a slothful rate. They could wait however, although the waiting seemed to bear some anxiety to Samus. She may have seen cool on the outside, but on the inside, there was a large pool of worry, beginning to expand and take over her. By the time the door opened, and they passes, Samus began to realize the extent of what was going on. She was on trial for disobeying orders, for misconduct, from when she disobeyed orders, destroying federation property, and, what will likely be her most discussed crime, completely obliterating the planet SR388. That, of course, would set back research, although, there were some saved species, due to the fact that they had several on board other ships for scientific research. They may see how she saved all of their live from an unstoppable parasite by doing this, but she doubted it.

Through the door was the trial room. The styles of trails hadn't changed much over the last few centuries. There was a judge, there was a jury, a defendant, and a plaintiff. She just wished she wasn't the defendant.

She moved to the defendant's poll, anxiously waiting for the others to arrive. This was a private trail, so there would be no audience, like what was seen on TV, except for a few military official, such as Fleet Admirals, witnesses (Though Samus doubted there would be any.) And the members of the highest orders.

Time passed, and soon, the room was full of people, and... well, not people, but creature. Samus recognized a few of the people, including Fleet Admiral Dane, a few fellow bounty hunters, who probably were there in case she tried to escape, and she also noted the several high officials in the Federation. The Council

In front of Samus was a rather large humanoid creature, with thick blue skin, seemingly sagging beneath its four eyes. The creature had several spikes jutting from the top of its head and arms. It also wore an armor-like robe. Samus couldn't tell if this was the judge, or a soldier. The creature sat ,closing its eyes, slowly then reopening them. "Is the Defendant, Samus Aran, in the courtroom."

"Yes, your honor," Samus answered, nodding slightly.

"Very well. Is the plaintiff's representative here?"He asked, meaning the person who would represent the Federation. Admiral Dane stood up and gave a "Yes, your honor," just as Samus had done, only his expression was more grave than hers.

Samus was in slight shock that Admiral Dane was to represent the Galactic Federation, but put the shock aside, deciding to, instead, look to the case. She knew what would be said, and what she would need to say, in order to, hopefully, save her skin.

"Now, Samus Aran... You are held on the charges of several instances of disobeying orders from the highest of officials, destroying Galactic Federation property, such as the Research station, misconduct, and completely annihilating the planet SR388. What do you plead?"

Samus lifted her head higher as she opened her mouth. "Guilty on all charges." Samus was expecting a gasp from the audience, although none came.

Dane seemed to frown. After all, he didn't like he idea of her being prosecuted, just like many others. The judge nodded, closing his eyes once more. "Than there is nothing to debate about. But, although, to most others, you would be imprisoned for the rest of your life, or, in severe cases, even put to death, you are the Federation's greatest bounty hunter, and, if it wasn't for you, we would have fallen years ago. And we have not neglected the fact you did save us from several catastrophes when you destroyed the BSL station," He sighed, though Samus could tell it was from relief, "Your punishment shall be light, but here this: If you are ever back in this courtroom... you'll wish you weren't."

Samus nodded to the threat, knowing that he was being serious. "Yes, your honor," Was all she said. All she needed to say. She looked to Admiral Dane, and gave him a slight smile. He smirked. Even he hadn't seen this coming, but he was still glad.

"You're punishment shall be, in fact, your decision," The judge said, interrupting their smiles. What he said confused Samus. "You may either receive missions from the Galactic Federation as normal, but will have do to so with lowered pay for your next five assignments, or you may decline that punishment... and be sent to prison for the next 200 years, which, considering your offenses, would be light." Samus almost cringed when she heard her alternative. 200 years jail-time, or reduced pay.

Samus looked at the judge. She wasn't really getting a choice in this, contrary to what he just said. Who would choose jail over a little less money? And, even with reduced pay, she would still have more money than some planets! "I shall accept the former choice. Reduced pay seems less harsh."

"Wise decision, Miss Aran," The judge said as he folded his hands together. "Then, you are free to go."

Samus almost scoffed at the 'free' part. Freedom didn't come with the judge. She already knew what he reallymeant. 'You are free to go.... and do what you are told'. Samus looked to Admiral Dane and said, "Guess I'm off the hook?"

"This time," The man added, as he saluted the huntress. Samus gave him a salute back, which was something she learned to always do when she was still working as a Federation Police officer: If someone, especially someone higher in rank, salutes you, you salute them back.

Samus sighed as she sat in the back of her newest ship. It wasn't the largest, or most cozy design, but it was what suited her. On the exterior, it seemed small. It was purple, and had a green tinted combat visor, giving it a likeness to it's owner.

She was on a small metal chair that was bolted to the floor. She needed to have everything bolted down, for when things got too rough on her missions, which it usually did. She had a small cup (yes, it was bolted to the table) sitting on the table, and a plate and bowl, although they were also bolted to the table, so she couldn't remove them. Samus rarely used those to though, because she never had time for a full meal, so she resorted to just drinks, and quick snacks. In the small cup was a green liquid, with a star in it, because, obviously, Samus couldn't pick it up. The straw itself was melded into the cup, because a flying straw in the middle of battle could be distracting.

Samus took a sip of the green liquid. It was thick, and a bit sweet, although bitter at the same time. It was made from rare berries found on the planet Verzn II. She cringed slightly, as the drink didn't agree with her all too much, although it was one of the most abundant drinks on the market.

Her ship was docked on a space port, not far from Daiban, although the planet itself was now the size of most planet's moons. Samus heard a beeping noise. A constant and rapid beeping noise, which she instantly recognized as a signal from the Galactic Federation. She stood, walking towards the front of her ship, putting a hand on the panel in front of her. It was green, but turned blue for a second, before an image appeared. It was castor Dane.

"Samus, I'm glad to see you haven't gotten yourself into trouble." She could tell he was joking. She had just gotten off the planet, after all.

"I take you've gotten my orders, then?" Samus rose an eyebrow as she asked.

Dane nodded, replying " Yes. There's been some pirate activity near the borders between Space Pirate space and Federations space. They attacked a planet on the outer rims of our space, and seemed to have attacked several Galactic federation ship's. We received several distress signal... and something odd."

Something odd? That usually meant normal for Samus. "Odd, as in?" She inquired.

"Well, there was a video signaled out from a marine's HUD. It reached one of our ships, and they brought it back.... what we found is disturbing, to say the least. I'll up-link the video to you, now."

Samus frowned as the screen went dark, as a fuzzy image came on. It was likely the video.

There was the image of the inside of a Galactic Federation Anhur-Class ship. The marine was walking down a long hallway, carrying a beam assault rifle high, as if he knew something was going on. Samus guessed this video started after whatever was going on began.

The marine looked to the left, another marine running. "Johnson, how far?" The marine asked, definitely a male, with a low, and grim, voice.

Johnson replied, with a mid-pitched voice, but was certainly female. "Almost there. Passed the next door, then take a left at the split. The Pirates must be everywhere. I've already found a few dead bodies."

The other, male, marine, nodded, which looked a little odd from Samus' perspective, but she just continued. The two marines continued, heading for the end of the long corridor. They made it, both putting their backs up against the wall next to the large metal door. Johnson put her hand on the scanner, the door opening quietly. The duo turned, heading into the next section of the corridor. There was an eerie silence for a minute, before a creaking noise, like a loose floorboard, although there was no wood, or some kind of metal scraping up against more metal. They couldn't tell, but Samus could. It was the sound of a Space pirate. A voice. This was, of course, Space Pirate tongue, which was barely audible to humans, although Samus could hear it perfectly with her superb hearing.

Although she knew little of the Pirate tongue, she understood one saying 'Metroid'. She scowled at this. Why would they be chatting away about Metroids? It made no sense. Of course, they were all destroyed, so, maybe, they said something similar to Metroid, and she just misheard, but she doubted it, as she knew pirates well enough to know when they said 'Metroid' they meant Metroid.

The two had their fingers on the trigger, though it was unseen on the marine's HUD. They were at the bend. They slowly crept forward, quickly stepping and turning, each to one side. The HUD showed nothing, but there was firing, coming from behind. The marine turned, the screen becoming a blur, as he began firing at a pair of pirates. The pirates, on the other hand, weren't firing back. They, in fact, seemed to be walking back, slowly. The marine's firing seemed to be hazardous, and considering the marine's earlier question of where they were going, Samus took it that they were rookies who never fought pirates before. Their shots rarely hit the two, and when they did, they barely damaged the pirates armor. One of the pirate's armor, Samus noted, was bright orange and red, signaling it was a pirate commander. The other's was a darker red, and slimmer.

The two pirates made a smirk, though Samus could only tell by the sound, and turned, running. Johnson gasped, in shock that they ran, and began to run off for them, turning to the male marine. "Come one, we can't let them escape!" she exclaimed.

The marine made a curt nod, before heading off. The two followed the pirates down a long bend, leading to a room, filled with computers, desks. This was the bridge of the ship, Samus could tell, as there was a large window at the front of the room, showing a close planet, light bown and blue in color, with swirls of white clouds over-top.

The two marines seemed to have a puzzled look, but Samus couldn't tell why. The HUD seemed not to show any pirates, though the marine's motion sensor picked up they were in the room. "Where are they?" He asked.

"No clue. Probably using some kind of shadow tech. I heard that pirate's have a new form of technology. It allows them to go invisible... I've never seen any in use, though." Samus recollected of the times she had faced Shadow Pirates. If they were, indeed, shadow pirates, then, maybe, Space Pirates had upgraded the tech.

"Let's just follow our motion sensors, then. Hopefully, we can kill them... And.... where is everyone?"

"Don't know.... but do you smell that? Smells like something is burning..."

"Yeah. Never smelled anything so acrid in my life. Smells like Zoomer dung, times ten."

The male marine nodded to Johnson, then heading towards the window. Several desks were in his way, which could easily be hiding the pirates, but considering her motion sensor, they were near the corner, where another door stood. They had to be there. But, there seemed to be another blip on her radar. It moved fast... There was a scream. The HUD moved, showing that Johnson had been knocked down. The male marine moved in quickly, jumping over a desk, wielding his rifle up high, wondering what had happened. As was thought, Johnson was down, still crying out. "Maurice, get out of here! Now!" But what had happened to her had Maurice's legs stiff with fear. There was a humanoid figure keeping her down, not allowing movement of any kind. It... looked entirely human in shape. It seemed to be wearing black armor, stylized similar to a Marine's, but was a bit more bulky on the shoulders, had spikes on the arms. The creature raised its right hand, showing its hand was as human as the marine's. It's hand rushed forward, striking, as a palm, at the Marine's HUD.

Johnson let out a muffled scream of terror, her legs beginning to kick, but were easily pushed down by the humanoid's own legs. This intrigued Samus more than anything else in the clip. The creature let go of the woman's face. Maurice felt a sharp pain in his back, noticing the two blips that were the pirate's right behind him In his terror, the pirate's had snuck out of the room they were in, and now he was ambushed. He felt to the ground, plasma having melted the back of his armor, the heat scalding his skin. The creature that had likely just killed Johnson now turned to him, and strode to him. It couldn't be walking, for it was to fast, to slick, to silent. It picked up the marine with its right hand and brought them face to face, showing it's crimson red visor, shaped like a large oval. The creature rose it's left fist. Spikes jettisoned out of the creature's fingertips, as Maurice weakly tapped a button on his chest. This would record what had happened in the last ten minutes. Hopefully, someone would get this... The creature's hand slammed into the HUD, the video ending in a fuzz.

Samus was slightly shocked as to what she had just witnessed. But, before her shock could last any longer, Dane appeared on the screen again. "As you ca see, the Space Pirates have employed some kind of creature into their ranks. As we've seen before, they have let non space pirates into their empire. We aren't sure what this creature is, but we doubt it's human, or else it would never be allowed into their ranks; Ridley has too much pride to let a human even bein his presence, let alone be an ally. As you undoubtedly heard, the pirates say....they said something about Metroids, or so our Aurora has deciphered."

"Yes, they did. I haerd it," Samus declared.

"Good, now we have conformation. As of now, that ship, GFS-Demeter, has crash landed on the nearby planet, CDR10, a planet known for it's fuel gel supplies, and the fact that it's one of the few Federation owned planet that have Pirate Technology currently on it. The tech o this planet could be very useful in finding out more about the Pirate's society. But if the pirate's steal the tech back, and kill everyone there... well, you can already tell how that would play out"

"Well, you don't need to ask if I'll accept this mission," Samus stated, knowing that this would be an important mission.

"I know," Dane replied, giving Samus a salute, before adding "Admiral Dane, Over and Out."

Samus gave him a salute back, looking over her shoulder at he drink. She would have to finish it later.

Of Chapter one. All right, that is a good beginning. And, if anyone is wondering, the story will have a bit more action in the next chapter (If what was in this chapter could be called so.) Also, yes, that new creature is an OC. Have a problem? No? Good. Will he play a major role? Nah, that's for Samus.