The Huntress: Part III

R E S U R R E C T I O N

Authors Note: This story is a sequel to Half Blood and the final story in my Trilogy called The Huntress. Once more, the characters of this story besides Jillian McMullen, Drevan Arlington, and Kylie Aran are all © Nintendo of America and are not owned in any way by myself. Nintendo of America also owns Metroid. Once again, this is only a fans tribute I hope you enjoy Resurrection.

Late evening drew down over the cliffs and mountaintops. Off in the distance as rays of light drew out over the white peaks could be seen gray clouds as they lit up for only a moment in lightening, and then the sound of a rumble would echo through the distance as if it had all the time in the world to reach ones ears.

The scenery however was the last thing on her mind while she stood upon a large boulder, which jutted up from the ground as if reaching for the sky. The lightening cause flashes to glint off the purple metal of the power suit she wore, the visor over her face glowing a pale blue as well as the small lights on her hips and the back of her left hand. It wasn't enough light however to be seen from a distance, and she pushed herself up from her crouching position to stand, and then jump, turning several summersaults through the air before landing in front of the entrance to the cave she'd been watching.

Ok, now walk inside the cave slowly and don't stop until you see two separate paths Samus.

Yes sir, Samus replied with a small cringe, hating to have to say that to anyone. She was wearing a small microphone inside her helmet while she followed the instructions the space station general was telling her.

She finally began to walk forward and into the dark cave, switching to her thermal visor to help her see better. It didn't help too much however for there were no heat traces inside the cave, but she could see the path ahead of her outlined in blues and purples better than she could on the regular spectrum, so she didn't switch back. A few clings could be heard coming from ahead and she knew it was the creature she'd been tracking for the space station general who was giving her directions now. His name was Steven Cutton, and the space station was one of the Galactic Federations Laboratories located about 15 light years from Planet Margides. The station was named after the planet, and was one of the largest and most sophisticated stations the federation had.

Samus continued walking until she saw what Cutton had told her she would. She'd only walked for maybe 10 meters before she'd come across the second path, and when she reached it, she said into the microphone, I've reached the split.

Good Samus, very good, our sensors are picking up life signs to the left of you, so take the path that leads to the left.

Yes sir, Samus said again. She had to respond to let them know she heard what they'd said, or they would start bugging her until she did say something.

So she went towards the left path, looking around the cave quietly and listening to the sounds being made by the creature she knew she would eventually come across. It sounded as if it had no clue someone was coming up behind it, but she knew that didn't mean anything.

As she drew further inside and the sounds got louder, she could finally see the heat signature coming from the creature, which was about 10 yards away from her now. Samus came to a stop and took aim at the creature.

Samus, we're not picking up any movement from you, what's wrong?

I see it not too far up ahead.

Don't kill it Samus.

She rolled her eyes, having had a feeling he would say that, so she stopped aiming at it and asked, Well, what do you suggest I do then? Sing it a lullaby so it will sleep while I bring it to you?

She could hear distinct laughter in the background and cracked a small smile herself. Then she heard Cutton snort and begin, No, I don't want you to sing to it. I want you to...

Hold on, it's moving.

Cutton stopped for a moment. Then he heard Samus yelling, Shit, what did you program this thing to do. Then she was quiet for only a second before saying, whatever it is, you're going to have to reprogram it.

Cutton groaned and said, Computer, end simulation.

Before Cutton was a large window through which he could see the environment that Samus had been moving through. It faded away then into nothingness, no more than holograms and simulations equipment making the images Samus had been seeing. All that was left was the hunter herself with her back turned to them. When it all disappeared, she stood up straight and looked back towards the booth the director and some of his associates were sitting in and removed her helmet, the microphone still in place on her head with the extension sitting before her mouth.

What happened?

You ever heard the expression broken record before?

Cutton sighed; It started doing the same thing over and over?

Samus nodded, Yeah, it lunged at me when it's back was still facing me and then it was gone, only to be back in the same place and did it again.

Cutton shook his head and stood up, working on a few things on his computer terminal. You're free to go then. This is going to take some time to fix. Thank you for your help.

Samus nodded simply and pulled the microphone off. She'd been helping the federation test several new prototypes for holograms they'd been making in the past several weeks, and she was currently staying on Margides Station as well. Though her pay was good, the food was lousy, and Samus felt as if she hadn't had a decent meal since she'd been there. Her stomach was growling and she walked through the automated doors towards the elevator shaft where she told the computer her destination. Deck 15.

Deck 15 was where her room was located, and the elevator began to move then, taking her to her destination. As the doors to the elevator opened and Samus walked towards her quarters, she realized her door had been left unlocked. Furring her eyebrows together, she opened the doors and walked slowly into her room. She distinctly remembered locking them before she left, and knew someone had gotten into her room somehow, but unlike the others among the station, she didn't call for security.

It's about damn time you got out of there.

Samus rolled her eyes hearing Drevan's voice come from behind her. She didn't say anything to him and walked into her bathroom, splashing some cool water across her face before she turned to look at him. It's about damn time you learned to knock.

I did, but you weren't here.

That means you go away, not break in.

Oh sorry, I'll have to check my etiquette next time.

Drevan chuckled and Samus shook her head as she unlatched her cannon and walked toward her bed where she laid the weapon as well as her helmet.

Did anyone ever tell you that suit makes your shoulders too big?

Did anyone ever tell you I don't care?

Drevan chuckled softly and sat back down on the chair he was in before.

What are you doing here anyway? I thought you went to collect on a bounty or whatever.

I've done it already. Turns out the job had already been done by another hunter who was paid a lot more by another man. Seems this job was worth a lot to a lot of people.

Samus nodded and got the rest of her suit off, wearing a blue tank top and shorts beneath it. She sat back on her bed then and grumbled; I need some food. This place is terrible when it comes to eating.

That's the second reason I came here. I brought us something to eat. Unfortunately Jillian took it to her quarters because she said she wanted to see you about something and the food would be a good lure to get you there.

Samus chuckled somewhat and shook her head, that sounds like Jillian.

She said it was fairly odd as well. I don't know what it is she wants to talk to you about, but whatever it is it must not make any sense to her.

Probably another one of her computer programs gone wrong. So she knows you're here? She must be the one who let you in then.

Drevan grinned sheepishly. She did. So, shall we go?

Samus stood up with a nod, yes, I'm starving.