Here it is! My first Fanfic. I don't own Samus or "chozo" or "space pirate" or anything so, yeah… Without further ado…
The Hatchling
By Authraw
The Story Begins…
"Oh, no." Toré exclaimed, surveying the wreckage. The expressions of the other chozo were equally grim.
They did not find what they were expecting to. They had come to the friendly colony on K2-L with the intentions of trading with the sentient lifeforms there. Instead, they found burning, wrecked cities.
The chozo slowly picked through the wreckage, looking for any signs of life. They found many bodies lying about, strewn across the floors of office buildings, slumped over in chairs as if they had no warning before their death.
Toré switched to his scan visor and scanned a few of the bodies. "Scanning Complete," The display read, "Subject was terminated approximately one subcycle ago. Lifeform appears to have been terminated by blaster technology, commonly used by the Space Pirate Empire."
"Pirates!" Toré announced to his partner, Meya. She nodded her head and continued her seemingly hopeless search for survivors. There was not a valuable item in sight, uncommon for such a rich trade colony. The Pirates had taken everything.
Toré opened up a door and was disheartened by the sight that greeted him: A young child, not more than two cycles old, dead, on the ground. The Pirates spared nobody.
Toré left the gruesome sight behind and entered another building: A dwelling, it appeared. He ventured further into the dwelling, noting the wreckage: Plates and cooking ware were strewn across the floor, books torn to shreds, there were broken chairs and tables flipped upside-down.
In the next room, Toré found two bodies. He scanned them. "Scanning Complete. Species: Human-One male, one female. Subjects were terminated approximately one subcycle ago." Toré continued on into the next room, a bedroom, it seemed, though it was hard to tell through all of the wreckage.
"Leave, now!" The voice came from behind an overturned chair. Toré heard the sound of a handblaster being cocked. Slowly switching to his X-Ray visor, Toré saw the shape of a small human behind the chair. Slightly relieved that it wasn't a pirate, he switched off his X-Ray visor and called out to the small creature:
"I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help you!"
There was a pause, and then the human cried out, "I don't need your help. I can get along fine by myself!"
Toré was shocked. He wasn't sure what to do, or feel for that matter. He was glad that there were survivors, but it didn't seem that he was wanted. Not sure what else to do, he called out, "What is your name?"
The answer was brief: "Samus."
"Samus What?" Toré asked, still trying to think of something.
"Aran." The creature replied.
"Well, Miss Aran, how old are you?" Toré questioned soothingly, finally getting an idea.
Samus hesitated, but then answered, "Four."
"What do you like to eat, Samus?"
"Druidberry pastries," The small voice replied.
Toré pretended to think for a moment, and then said with excitement in his voice, "I think that I might have some of those at home! Would you like some?"
Samus hesitated again, but then decided to peer her head above the chair to get a look at Toré. She saw a figure in an orange space suit. He looked just like any other chozo: His legs were long, and ended in four toes: three in front, one in the back, like a bird. His arms were also very long, falling far past his waist. In place of his right hand, a large blaster lay at the end of his arm. Through his helmet, Samus could see large, kindly eyes set into a feathery face just above a long beak.
"If you want it, though," Toré was saying, seeing that the girl was just beginning to trust him, "You'll have to come with me."
Samus hesitated again, still wary of this stranger. Toré thought of something else. "You want to see something?" He asked. The girl slowly nodded, curious as to what this strange chozo could have in store. Toré closed his left fist, waited a moment, and then quickly opened his hand. A small, translucent orange butterfly flew out of it. Samus gasped, as she had never seen this done before. The creation of holograms is a basic ability that chozo have, among other strange traits.
This trick was enough to ensnare the young girl. She dropped the handblaster that she had been clutching and traveled towards the small butterfly, that was now fluttering around the room. It landed on Samus' finger, and she studied the thing intently. Toré guided the butterfly out of the room, and thus led Samus out of the building.
Once outside, Meya spotted Toré and Samus, and called to them.
"You found a survivor?" Meya asked.
"Only one," Toré said, falling into step with her. Samus continued to follow the butterfly towards the ship.
"I still can't believe this happened," Meya whispered. It was unexpected: This was definitely the Pirates' largest-scale attack yet. Toré nodded, and opened the door of the ship.
"What are we going to do about her?" Meya inquired, motioning to Samus.
"I'm not sure," Toré said. "I guess we'll just have to take her back to Zebes with us and let Great Master Tashi decide."
