Located The Mobian's Last Stand

by Vance the hedgehog

The Space Pirates are an overwhelming force, but what happens when they run out of Phazon? What about when the only source is on Mobius? Rated M for blood and gore and strong language. Possible lemons.

Located - Prolouge

Me: Ridley, guess what?

Ridley: *Glances at author and roars*

Me: 0.0

"Sir, we are critically low on our phazon deposits and any shortage of phazon in our troops will cause them to perish." Ridley turned his head the the Space pirate scientest. "An estimated 5,000 commandoes have been infused with the phazon. They require it to survive." Said The Scientest. "DAMN IT!" Yells Ridley. He smashes his desk in half in rage. "Why did you infuse them when I specificly said NOT to!" Ridley stands up and looks down at the scientest. "I have no need of your services!" He yells. With one swipe of the claws, the scientest's head falls to the floor.

Ridley ponders about his quarters thinking about how he is going to get the materials to empower his pirates. He knows that he cannot leave them to die, not because of emotion, but because there simply aren't enough commandoes. "The only source of phazon is gone. Samus destroyed Phaze. Why the fuck did we bother with phazon anyways? That idiot scientest. He is dead of his own stupidity. We need to find an alternate source. Our power is low as well." Ridley went over to his computer. "Computer, search for deposits of energy." said Ridley. "As you wish." replies the computer.

-30 minutes later-

"One instance of power has been found within a 5 light year vicinity." said his computer. "Well, what is it?" asks Ridley. "A large instance of Phazon [Element ID 39435] has been found on a planet known as mobius. Would you like to set a flight path?" replies his computer. "Yes." said Ridley. "Please enter your fighter ship." replies his computer. Ridley goes to the flight deck and enters his fighter ship. His ship instantly starts floating and then darts at hyperspeed towards the planet. "It will take an estimated 2 days to get to the planet." said his computer. "Engage autopilot." said Ridley, "I'm going to my sleeping quaters." "As you wish."

Ridley enters his sleeping quarters and lies down on his bed. He stares up at the ceiling. With this amount of phazon, we could prosper. Even though I killed the scientest, he did have some valid points. Our soldiers could be genetically enhanced. But with a dying source, what would we do then? Ridley's thoughts trailed off as he went into a slumber.