A/N: This is a pretty ambitious project I'm undertaking. This story will be no shorter than fifty chapters. Due to the fact that I am much more patient and wiser when it comes to writing, this will have the most "soul" put into a story that I've ever done. I want the emotion of the story to be felt. I want to immerse you, the reader, into the conflict of the story. Why? Because I love Metroid. Samus Aran will forever be my favorite protagonist. And I've dreamed of this story. If I ever become a film director, this will most definitely be some sort of film or film trilogy that I'll make. Will this be my masterpiece? Maybe, maybe not. I just want you to know that this will have HEART. I will give my all into making this story.
"Throughout our living nightmare, as we battle with this unyielding darkness, we Chozo see a light. This light glows with promise, chasing the shadows cast by the Great Poison and purifying that which has grown toxic. It is strange, though - at times it looks to our eyes as if the light coalesces into the figure of a woman. Burning brightly, the luminescence descends from space then retreats back into the infinite blackness from whence it came. When this prophecy comes to pass, when the light recedes, the Chozo's long vigilance of containment will finally come to an end."
-The Prophecy of Light
Space.
It is everlasting. It is…. Neverending. It's a vast place filled with things and secrets we can't ever hope to know.
If anything, it's never going to die. There's no possible way for something so simply huge to just peeper out.
At least, that's what a certain bounty hunter thought as she sat in her ship's cockpit, watching the open universe that's ripe for exploration.
Sitting in her ship with its muted colors, canisters filled with supplies tucked away in a corner away from prying eyes, and just that warmth that came from any home that somebody held near and dear to, Samus Aran, the technical last of the Chozo, came to realize just how…..deep space really was.
She had never before been able to just sit and watch space go by for such a long period of time before, never in her time of Federation-serving, bounty-hunting, nor even the occasional fight or one-time war with the Space Pirates, had she ever been able to admire the beauty of space for more than five minutes. There was always something to do, a hobby or job, just SOMETHING, that would keep either her mind, body, or both preoccupied. There was no Federal job to be done, no bounty to be hunted down and collected, no war to be fought. Just simple and utter peace.
And so, naturally, something had to come along and royally screw things up.
The ship's messaging system did its whole BEEP-ing thing once more, and once again for the zillionth time, the bounty huntress shut her eyes and groaned in annoyance.
"Please, please! Just let me have some quiet for more than 10 minutes!" exclaimed the annoyed woman in frustration.
Instead of nicely complying with her, the universe decided to mess around with her a bit more and let the ship continue its God forsaken BEEP-ing.
Samus continued to grumble as she manned her ship, her fingers typing away like mad on her ship's command keyboard, saying such things as "Damn universe, can't let me sleep for a damn hour in my own freaking ship-" and so on and so forth.
Finally, after a total of exactly three seconds, Samus's gunship silently woke with its lights turned on. Samus proceeded to fly her ship into the void known as space while she checked whatever the hell it was that ruined her peace and quiet.
Turns out, it was a call from the Federal government.
All the more reason to just ignore it, the blonde thought bitterly to herself. However, she begrudgingly took the automated message, knowing that it was probably something of importance.
"Greetings, Samus Aran, we would like to request your assistance in arresting an escaped convict." Samus read aloud.
"Hmm. Well that's interesting," she muttered to herself.
"We will award you handsomely should you accept the job."
"Oh, I do sure miss the days when it was "mission" and not "job"." Samus once again commented. Then again, a typical twenty-three year old wouldn't want missions. Then again, she wasn't a typical twenty-three year old.
"The name of the criminal in question is a man known as Daniel Strande, a 30-year old man convicted of murdering an entire class room of children. He is, of course, not mentally sound."
"They never are," Samus agreed. However, if it was a child murderer the Alliance was after, then she would gladly accept the offer.
"We have reason to believe that this man is hiding at a planet called Ribichus. Go there, arrest the man, and you will collect the reward by transport. We hope you do-"
And that is where Samus Aran ended the message. She began to type in the coordinates given by the automated message on the keyboard, and then let the ship fly there for her.
"Adam? You on?" Samus called out to the personalized computer.
"Yes, lady. I believe you want to know what exactly is the planet called Ribichus?" the computer replied in the voice of the bounty-hunter's late commander.
"You are correct, sir." Samus replied with a faint grin.
"Please, Lady, I am no longer your commanding officer." Adam replied. "the planet known as Ribichus is a fairly newly integrated planet of the Alliance. Very bleak planet, nothing but desert on one side and ocean on the other. No large city, only several outposts and small towns spread out across the planet. However, the buildings are very easy to hide in, being that most of them are built underground to avoid the harsh weather. There are several shipping outposts on the sea, also."
"Can you give me any pointers?" Samus asked. The commander's wisdom surpassed hers, despite now subsiding in a computer.
"Be inconspicuous, of course. The man knows that he's a wanted man. I've scanned data logs from the Federation and have already found that Wanted posters are being printed across this solar system. You may have competition."
"Anything else? The blonde-haired woman asked.
"Yes. Don't forget to put on your suit, you want to look ravishing when you meet the man," the computer replied.
"Oh, shut up," Samus replied smiling. She did put on a brown trenchcoat with coat tails over her Zero Suit, though. She did know how the men reacted to a woman wearing such tight-fitting clothing.
She looked out the window and was caught off guard; she had arrived sooner than she would've thought. They were already approaching the planet's atmosphere.
"Alright," Samus said aloud as she holstered her Stun Gun, "Let's do this."
A/N: Obviously, the story gets more exciting as it goes on. This mission is not filler, it does have a point in the main story. So, please, by all means, review! Tell me what you thought of this prologue!