Pre-Story Notes

Yeah, I know this stuff is horrendously boring and tedious but I felt I had to add this. In writing this fan-fic, I have tried to make sure that fans who may have missed a few games or plot elements can understand it, in case you're wondering why I stop to clarify some things here and there, and this will happen less and less as the story goes on. Also, any feedback or criticism would be appreciated, as this is my first real attempt at a proper fan-fic, so if something doesn't make sense or something like that just let me know.

It had been three months since any major events regarding the war between the Space Pirates and the Galactic Federation had occurred. The uneducated person's judgement would think that a ceasefire was in effect, or even that the galaxy was at peace again, for the first time in years. The Space Pirates had been held back to their homeworld, unseen, and no rumours of criminal activities were circulating to suggest that the Space Pirates were concocting another 'evil scheme.' Even Galactic Federation hadn't released any details to the public about their operations, if there were any at all. Some uninformed leaders were labelling it "The Make-Believe War", and some citizens were questioning the Federation's capacity to lead the galaxy.

However, both the Space Pirates and the Galactic Federation were secretly after one thing, irrelevant to the public perception of the Federation, and also something not directly relevant to wiping out the other power. This thing, however, could threaten to undermine both of them unless it was eliminated quickly. In fact, this thing was currently trying to evade detection from them in the far reaches of space, far from Federation and Pirate Settlements.

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Meanwhile, a purple gunship drifted by an unknown star system. The sleek, streamlined Hunter-Class Ship, of Federation technology had powerful, state-of-the-art weaponry and defences and was capable of some spectacular aerial manoeuvres to avoid taking damage. Inside was a fugitive, Samus Aran.

Samus was both physically, and mentally, adrift. Her thick, expressionless Power Suit, of Chozo origin with Federation modifications , belied the deep feelings of worry she felt. Her betrayal of the sole ally she had may be something she would not live to regret. They were after her, and she knew it. Samus lay still in her ship, thinking. Should she hand herself over, or continue on evading with the impossible hope of avoiding capture. What would happen if she was captured? Where could she land to refuel? These are the questions she had pondered over endlessly during the past three months, and this could've continued for another three if she wasn't interrupted.

"The Galactic Federation has sent a message, lady." called the voice of Samus' on board computer.

That computer served her well in the past; the voice and personality of her former Commanding Officer Adam Malkovich, who gave up his life to save Samus on one of her missions, always encouraged and reassured her when she needed it, and Samus always referred to it as 'Adam' because of this.

"Listen to it yourself." continued the computer.

A transmission came through on the ship's radio.

"Samus, this is the High Admiral of this sector of the Federation." declared an unidentifiable male voice. "This your final warning to turn yourself in to the nearest Federation ship, the G.F.S. Olympus, to stand trial, or we will be forced to bring you in by force. Repeat, this is your final warning to turn yourself in."

Samus knew instantly that the Federation had found her. Her metal clad feet rose from her leather chair and paced up and down the cockpit as she pondered her fate. She knew that the Federation would not go easy on her on trial. They wanted the contents of that ship, and she had directly prevented them from having it, then ran from judge's for 3 months. If there was one thing Samus knew about the Galactic Federation, it was that if something stood in their way, they would stop at nothing to neutralise the threat. It was this reasoning that made her run in the first place, and it would be this reasoning that would make her continue to run, despite the hopelessness of the task at hand.

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The G.F.S. Olympus was a massive vessel, pride of the Federation's Fleets. The ship had many docking bays for ships to land, as well as a heavily guarded command bridge housing many Fleet Admirals, as well as a singular High Admiral that as the difficult job of controlling the ship as well as the many Federation troops, ships and computer systems. The ship was heavily armed and defended, and fought off a Space Pirate attack once before as part of an assault on some of the main planets controlled by the Federation. If one thing was certain, it was that the Olympus would not fall easily.

Inside its intricate hallways and rooms, the High Admiral waited for news about Samus Aran's response to their repeated demands.

"Has Samus arrived abroad the ship." the High Admiral asked a trooper.

"Not yet, Sir" came the troopers reply.

"I see..." the Admiral paused for thought "She has had more than enough time to consider our demands. We must intercept her before she can get away again."

"May I recommended the new model of Federation Bombers, Sir." said the trooper sarcastically.

"No, I have a better idea" declared the High Admiral. "We'll use the full force of the ship against her. Full power to the engines." the Admiral yelled. "We are going to get her on board this ship no matter how or what!"

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Samus felt increasingly nervous as she continued to cruise through unknown areas. The Federation had no doubt sent a force to capture them now, and Samus had to prepare.

"Adam, activate the radar," Samus ordered "we need the locations of all nearby ships."

"As you command, Samus." Adam replied.

Samus waited patiently, despite the circumstances, until Adam had a result. She admired her Fusion Suit, a combination of Chozo, the race that raised Samus and Federation Technology, and marvelled at the Metroid DNA that saved her life, but leaving her vulnerable to cold. Samus had been feeling very sentimental recently, though three months with nothing but a computer for company would do that.

"Samus, bad news." said Adam coldly, his computerised voice not appreciating the magnitude of the situation. "My scans have revealed two craft in the area. One is a Space Pirate probe, and it has been tracking us, as well as the Olympus. Speaking of the Olympus, it is now in a perfect position to intercept us, is in vacuum torpedo strike range and, should we turn back, they will most likely send fighters after us. We are trapped!"

Samus didn't respond for a moment, her look of shock disguised by her helmet.

"Full power to the shields." Samus ordered. "They have us now."

Chapter Two will be here sometime next week by the way. Prepare for an OC and a familiar face appearing as the Space Pirates enter the fray. Thanks to PY687 and Woodsballer for pointing out some of my mistakes, by the way.