Chapter 2

The sun shone through the window filling her closed eyes with light. Samus hugged her blanket, pulling it over head, blocking out the sun. The room was heating up, and with each passing minute sweat accumulated. She busted out of her cocoon, gasping for air. The lighted flooded her vision, leaving her disorientated. Stumbling to her feet, Samus lurched towards the arched window. Her eyes adjusted to the dimming light that the velvet curtains bestowed upon her. Her naked being cooled with the lack of direct sunlight. After a nice stretch, she scanned the room.

"This room seems very familiar." She thought to herself. Flashing in her mind was images, images of her time here. Each picture and scene pieced together forming the picture. "How did this happen?" She thought harder and harder. "That man, his name… his name was Baron. How did he get to me? His speed was phenomenal, and those eyes…" Her words floated away like the clouds she was on.

Getting up of the bed, Samus searched the boudoir looking for something other than the skimpy yet appealing attire baron had made for her. To her surprise it was filled with clothing. Reaching through the assortment, she found pair of nice fitting jeans and a T-shirt with a Metroid print. The image made her think back her job. She knew that she was only here for three days but each passing moment made her long to be back. Her memories were still blurred but each hallway she walked through formed a map in her mind. As she turned the corner she came across what she remembered to be the dinning hall. Cautiously she urged the door open. As expected she saw Baron in his chair, reading a book.

Without looking up from his literature his voice climbed to an audible level. " So I see you found clothing to your liking. But why so covered Ms. Aran? Do you not like my custom suits?"

"I am not in the mood for idle chat." Sternness rising in her voice. "How the hell did you do it? How did I come to your whimsy?"

"Ah, so you do have a resilient mind. I was not sure how long my gazed would capture you. But Ms. Aran I suppose an explanation is in order. Please take a seat." He placed a bookmark on his current page, and led the book to the table. His facial expression was solemn and his eyes were a passionate blue. "You see Ms. Aran my family is special. Each family member has the dominant traits for such an electrifying blue eye color. My family has worked in Phazon mines for years, excluding myself. For many generations the Phazon has seeped into the DNA and gave us a very special power."

"How can I believe this? I have extensive knowledge of Phazon and its effects on the living. You are telling me that your family has survived physical mutation to only be affected in on a genetic scale." Her brain wracked at the idea trying to find the probability of such an outcome.

"But Ms. Aran have you not seen the creatures affected by Phazon? Each individual took the mutation and adapted to it. For my family it was minor, our eyes allow us to change the how people saw their surroundings. We also have the power to control and manipulated their emotions and actions. You tell me Ms. Aran, you remember everything do you not? But think would you actually have done that yourself?" Baron slides his chair back, and sauntered to the large window. Placing his hands on the sill, he let out a sigh.

"But why me? Is there any reason why I was number one on your list?" Tears welled up in her eyes. "Why must I be your plaything?"

His eyes were still fixated outside the window "Ms. Aran, I told you I am a collector. You are now apart of my collection. To be my number one is a privilege, to serve me I an honor." He turned around, his grin bigger than usual. "Samus Aran, my play toy, my personal sex slave. You have come to me through, well let's just say unusual circumstances, but believe me when I say you will enjoy your stay here. But don't worry, I don't expect an immediate change but I you will come around."

"That's what you think!" She yelled, bolting to the door.

Forcing the door open she rushed down the hallways. Pulling up her mind map, recalling each corridor she had been down. Through doors she searched trying to find a way out. Eventually she came to a large room. With further inspection she realized that this was the room she first encountered Baron. Her mind swirled with raging memories. Her eyes searched for another door but the only door was the one she came through. Regaining her composure, she walked through the doorway. Her body collided with a stiff figure, dropping her on her butt. Looking up she noticed Baron, standing in the opening. He wore smile on his face, which slowly turned into a grin. Getting to her feet Samus backed away for him. She was cornered and could not do anything. The room was big but she has seen his speed there is no way she could get past him. Even with her constant running, she couldn't avoid him. In less than half the time it took her, he had caught up. Finally she had backed herself into a corner, and all was lost she knew that's he couldn't do a thing. He walked ever so slowly towards her, still keeping his grin. His eyes sparkled, the Phazon coursing through his eyes was quickening its pace. The color lit up his face, showing more irresistible features. He was closing in on her, and her body was shaking. She didn't want to become his slave. Huddled now in a corner, with tears dripping down her face. Baron lifted her up onto her feet and locked his gaze with hers. She tried to look away but the magnetic features of the Phazon drew her close. Their lips pressed together and the tears stopped. She was putty in his hands and she hand no control whatsoever.

Her eyes were closed, and her body was lifted with ease. She was a limp figure over his shoulder. The air around her made her feelings heightened. The air rushed around her, as she dropped to a bed. Her eyes jutted open. The silk cloth of the bed caressed her skin, leaving a lingering sensation.