New story, commisioned to me by my girlfriend. She wrote one, which you can find at - .com/art/Something-Different-140394823

That's her, and it's worth the read. It's the original, which makes it awesome. Yes, this is a SamusxZelda story. No, I have no idea where this one is going. I'm just kinda gonna go with the flow here.

Just when I thought I couldn't write any more....

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Chapter 1

I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. I knew what I was doing...I hoped. My head spun with questions that I couldn't answer, questions that no one could answer. But what the hell were they here? In this strange, mystical land? In this place with strange people with strange ears who were short and....I just didn't like the situation; didn't like it one bit.

Exiting my ship, I set up the camouflage, walking forward through the forest I had landed in. I had heard bad things about it from the locals. Apparently, if you got lost in the forest, you would become bound to it forever, and become something called a "Skull Kid." I didn't really understand what that was supposed to mean, but...oh well. I was afraid to get lost in the "Lost Woods," as they called it.

Slipping out of the forest, to a small alcove between the Faron Woods, or something like that, and the great field, I slowed my steps, keeping carefully behind trees and other things for cover. I didn't want anyone to find me, anyone to see me. It was for the best, even though I was told that I wouldn't be seen, and if they saw me, they wouldn't know me. But they would, and then what would happen to the princess...?

The great hero of the land, a friend of mine named Link, had gone of to fight, despite my warnings. I hadn't expected him to listen to me, he never did, but I had hoped maybe he would understand that it was for the best NOT to go. But he left, and now I was called, being a personal friend of Link, to watch over the princess in this time of peril for the kingdom of Hyrule.

To be quite honest, I had never heard of Hyrule until I had met Link. And even then, I was skeptical that the kingdom even existed. Until he brought me here. I was fascinated by this kingdom; it was so much more beautiful, so much more natural, than any place I had ever been before. It matched the beauty of Tallon IV, of many planets I had been to.

The great field was wide and filled with many greens. Trees, grass, a pond, and a dirt road. Very rural, very natural. Folding my arms, I walked forward, following the dirt road toward the castle that pierced the sky in the distance. It was magnificent in the distance.

There was a little town surrounding the castle, and it was filled with people. They all stared when I passed. Maybe it was my ears. They were a lot smaller than the ears of everyone else. They all had long, pointed ears. The lore to that was that the ears are long so that they could hear the whispers of the Gods. I couldn't help but snort at that; Gods don't exist. But maybe they were staring because I was so tall compared to them. Or maybe it was my zero suit...tight, blue latex didn't exactly seem like something that was the norm here.

As I swiftly walked towards the castle, I noticed all of the guards. They all had spears, their armor of pure silver. They all looked bored, though, like they didn't really want to be there. All of them sat around, slumped against walls and pillars. If the Galactic Federation was this lazy, we would be in a hell of a lot of trouble with the Pirates.

The gates opened for me without a word, and I walked towards the main doors. Two guards were stationed there, and these two looked more able than the ones I had seen in the town. One of them spoke. "Your business here?" he asked, his face red, his eyes straying away from my face. I was really tired of men acting like that around me.

"I was asked to come here to keep an eye on the Princess Zelda," I said, folding my arms over my chest. As I did so, his eyes shot back up to my face. This time, though, he had a look of surprise.

The other guard cleared his throat. "The Great Hero sent a woman to protect the princess?!" he asked, clearly surprised. Part of me knew that neither of these men liked it. I could tell this was a very male-dominated world.

With a frown, I said, "Yes. Can you please tell me where to find her, then?"

They both looked at each other. "Second floor," the first guard said. "Back hallway, first door to the right. That's the way to the princess's tower." I nodded, walking forward, through the main door past the guards.

There wasn't much more than that said between me and anyone, for that matter. The castle was very easy to maneuver through, and if I really needed to know, I would ask someone I saw. The stairs were very small for my feet, and I had a hard time walking up the steep steps. With some difficulty, I made it to the second floor.

Looking at a woman, I asked, "Can you tell me where the back hallway is? I was told to go there."

She looked at me in fear. I loomed over her, trying not to be too intimidating. Or least, I hoped so. With a looked around the hall, she said, "Just keep walking straight. It's the last hallway."

"Thank you," I said, and walked away. I didn't want to have to converge with these people; they obviously didn't like me too much. I couldn't possibly imagine how strange I looked to them.

I flung the door open and walked in, groaning when I saw the next set of steps. As I got further up, I heard a voice say, "—let us handle it." It was obviously a man, with a baritone voice. For some reason, it made me uncomfortable.

Another voice spoke, this one a woman's. "Who is 'we' and 'us'? Or am I not allowed to know that either?" Obviously, there was an argument going on. It seemed in my best interest not to say anything, I had a feeling.

For a few minutes, I hesitated outside the door. Despite my job in my own world, I really hated confrontation. It wasn't physical confrontation that bothered me, it was verbal. My social skills weren't up to par with the rest of the world, so trying to talk to people, especially when being confronted, wasn't exactly my strong point. Shoot first, ask questions later.

Finally opening the door, I winced as the hinges creaked. They obviously needed to be oiled. Quietly, I said, "I was told to come here. Back hall first door to the right. My ships in a secure are, and is highly camouflaged. I covered my tracks on the way here; some say it's unnecessary, I think it's part of the job."

In the room was two people, a man and a woman. The man wasn't exactly tall by the standards of my home, but here, I could tell he was somewhat tall. He smiled at me and nodded, his hair a deep shade of black. Like the guards, I saw his eyes flash back and forth between my chest and face, his face red.

The woman was sitting on her bed, her brown hair pulled back in a braid, a tiara on her head. She wore a very royal-esque dress, and was really quite pretty. Her deep blue eyes were inquisitive as she looked over me, and then back at herself, a look of embarrassment on her face. An awkward smile crossed her face. I knew who she was right away.

"So...you're Princess Zelda, huh?" I said, not really a question.

She shook a little, and I could tell I made her nervous. ...I did that to a lot of people, and it made me feel bad. "Yes," she said, her voice shaky, "and what might your name be?"

I couldn't help talking to her like she was little. She obviously had no idea what was going on, and she gave off the impression on innocence. Very regal, very princess-like. She was the ideal princess, and part of me wanted to be sick over it. But I kept my cool. "Samus Aran," I said. "I'm here to protect you for a while." I held out my hand to shake her's.

She glanced at the chipped nail polish on my filed nails, and I couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. That had been a funny experience, although I was really sick after the buzz had worn off.

"I was told this was a high class, formal joint, so I tried to look at little classy. I wasted 2.75 on purple nail polish and all I ended up with was a buzz from the fumes and huge, purple stain in my ship. Point blank, Princess, I'm not royalty."

And form the look on her face, I could tell she was agreeing with me. I couldn't help but notice how skeptical she looked at the idea of me being there. Of course, if I was in her position, with her knowledge, I would probably feel the same way. Something else told me that she didn't like having people watch her all the time. It was going to be difficult.

As I looked back at her and shook her hand, I could sense the nervousness emanating off of her. Part of me wanted to laugh, while the other part of me knew this wasn't that good. My time with her would feel like it dragged on forever, I could tell.

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Samus is a dumb ass who gets high of nail polish. Wow. You can't help but love her.