Metroid: Reunion
Chapter 1
Samus peered around the corner in the tech lab of the asteroid base. She saw a shadowy figure move behind some crates. She had no idea who it was, and she was a little scared to find out. But she couldn't let her fear prevent her from acting, she had a mission to complete. She began charging her arm cannon and lept into the room. At that insant something slammed into her back and pitched her forward onto the floor. The visor on her power suit cracked and her arm cannon refused to respond. The words "simulation failure" scrolled in front of her eyes. Samus sighed, she pressed the simulation end button on her right arm and watched her power suit and the world around her fade into plain black walls of the simulator room. A door on the north wall opened and a man with a round stomach and a long white beard walked in. "Another day of failure Samus?" the man mocked. "Yes general Farkus." She growled. Farkus shook his head. "You know Samus, most of the other bounty hunters here don't spend all of their simulator time fighting a hologram of themselves."
"Thats because most bounty hunters don't think fighting a hologram of themselves will make them better."
"True, most bounty hunters this day & age aren't married either." Samus narrowed her eyes into slits and glared at him. Samus had met a man named Derek two years ago when she went on shore leave. After one-and-a-half years of dating each other, they decided they should spend eternity together. "Are you saying I shouldn't of married Derek, general?" Farkus feinged surprise and stepped forward "I'm not saying that exactly...well maybe...uh, yeah, I am saying that." Samus rolled her eyes and stormed out of the sim room. Farkus ran after her. "Samus! Bounty Hunters are supposed to live alone and stuff like that. They don't need love or people."
"Right." Samus remarked. "Bounty hunters are only supposed care about money."
"Yes. Thats it exactly." Samus stopped and spun on her heel to face him. "Permission to speak freely general."
"Granted."
"I think thats a load of sh-"
"Watch your mouth Samus. Bad language is bad for your reputation."
"Hmph, I still don't see why you worry about my reputation so much. Its MY reputation, not yours."
"Yes but I'm the one who gets you these jobs in the first place. Since your reputation is going down I have to make excuses just so you can continue the Metroid hunt. People don't hire people without good reputations." Samus said nothing. It was true her reputation was going down but she really didn't care. She was getting sick of the Metroid hunting. But the Metroids were too dangerous and had to be eliminated. Personally she wished she could just quit her job. But sadly the only way out of the IBHA (Interplanetary Bounty Hunter Association) was to get fired. The stout general followed close behind Samus, still rambling on about her reputation. She ignored everything he said as they walked, not caring about his opinion in the least. "-And thats what makes a bounty hunter a bounty hunter. Anyway you'd better get back to your quarters and get ready for that mission tommorrow." Samus stopped suddenly and fixed him with a confused look. "Mission? What mission?"
"What do you mean 'What Mission?' " Farkus asked. "Didn't you read that memo I sent to you?" Samus bit her lip. "No, I didn't. I thaught it was another lecture of yours." General Farkus looked hurt. "You don't read my lectures? It's no wonder your reputation is going down. Since you aren't reading my lectures on-"
"The Mission, general?" Samus interrupted. "What is it?" He told her what it was.
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Samus stood in her quarters in front of the glass case where her power-suit was held and looked at all of the upgrades she had installed on it over the years. The shoulder gaurds were larger now so they could house the new tracking system and advanced life support. The visor had been replaced countless time due to cracking under extreme blows from some of the creatures she faught while in caves and stuff. But now she had a visor made of the toughest clear-steel available. The visor also now had an emergency anti-crack field prototype installed. It was a prototype because the company that made it wanted Samus to test it while she was on her missions. And the suit itself was now made of the strongest (and rarest) metal in existence. Everything on it had changed, except for the arm cannon. The only thing about it that had changed was that it was easier to graft alien technologys onto it. Sure newer and more powerful weapons had been desinged since it's creation, but none of them really appealed to Samus. Mainly because they were stuffed into pistols instead of arm cannons which were quickly becoming outdated. "Another reason why my reputation is going down." she muttered. She opened the glass case and pressed a button on the side of it. The suit slide out of the case and settled on the floor a meter away.
She was about to get in it when the suit activated itself and aimed it's arm cannon at her. Samus froze and stared. She looked into the visor and saw nobody in it. What the hell? she thaught. The suit began advancing towards her. She backed up untill her back was pressed up against the door. She pressed the button to open the door but nothing happened. Great she thaught What else can go wrong today?.