My magical Rant- If the shortness of my chapters bother you, let me know I will start morphing them together to make them longer. Cause its beginning to bother me for one. And since I'm pretty bad with MC's viewpoint, its going to be a lot more Samus…..cause I'm lame Muhahahaaa. And excuse me if I change things up a bit, for this is a FANFIC. And all the characters are not owned by, etc., etc. Just please correct me, epic Metroid and/or Halo fans, if I get stuff wrong. Please, for the sake of me and this fanfic.
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Samus sighed. It was always like that; people were always surprised when they found out she was female, and treated her differently. It was very irksome.
"We need to leave soon, whether or not your friends come." She stated as she returned her helmet to her head. "Your comrade is in critical condition. He needs medical attention, which I can't give with the damage to his suit." He nodded.
"I'll discuss it with my men." He turned out, and she could hear the whirr as the platform returned him to the ground below.
Good. He can discuss it with his men; I need to contact the Galactic Federation. They'll want to know about this….Covenant. And the UNSC as well, for they're humans also. Its amazing that we haven't encountered each other before, unless, we weren't together before. I'll have to do some research on this.
"Lady, it seems that we will have no more troubles for the rest of the day. These newfound Covenants and the Space Pirates are not getting along to well. I suggest that we let them battle." Adam broke the silence, speaking into her suit.
"Right. I'll inform the guys below." She stepped onto the platform, and hit the ground. She seemed to have surprised them, for they immediately pulled out her guns and pointed them at her. She held up her hands. Actually, her left hand and her arm cannon. "Calm down. It's just me." They returned their weapons to their hostlers, so she lowered her hands.
"Ok, my ship has informed me that your Covenant and the Space Pirates are currently fighting each other, so I suggest that you make camp here or nearby. If they notice us, we might be fighting them together." They remained silent, so she figured that they were discussing it on a private comm link. But still, she had a feeling that the others considered her a male, and probably not a human.
"Ok, well stay here, but not in the open." Master Chief said. Samus nodded.
"I'll bring out some food for you. Is that okay?" She asked, folding her arm and cannon. They nodded. She stepped onto the platform, and as it flew up, she was surrounded in a yellow glow. By the time she had stepped off the platform and was off, she was left in her skintight Blue Zero Suit, and got to work digging up some food for the soldiers.
Damn.
Samus found some soup, and slammed something shut. I feel like some stupid waitress. She stormed to what she used to heat her food. Just get me an apron, why don't you? Yes, would you like the chicken or turkey? Samus slammed her hand against the wall, rattling one of the only pictures she had hanging up. She walked over, and took it off, gazing at the picture. It was of her, her mother, and her father, all together. Samus was on her father's shoulders, holding Pochi, and smiling at the camera. The edges were burnt and torn, for she had dug it up in the rubble from the attack. It was one of the only items that survived. As she stared at the picture, sadness washed over her. I was so happy then. Why. Why couldn't things go back to that? Where everything was fine? Her thoughts were interrupted when the timer went off, and Samus pulled out bowls of soup. She put them on a tray, and stepped onto the platform. She was greeted by a collection of gun barrels pointed to her, but they were put away as the soldiers realized it was her.
"Found some food. Doesn't take the best, but it'll keep you healthy." She handed them each a container filled with the seaming food, and sat down with them. She looked around at the group as they took of their own helmets and began to eat.
"Mind explaining to me what these Covenant are?" Samus asked while making minor modifications to her arm cannon.
"An alien race completely obsessed with wiping out all human life in the known Universe. Severely religious." Master Chief said. "They have more advanced weaponry than us, but we have managed to wage a good war against them."
More advanced weaponry? I know races that haven't left their own star system in millions of years, and haven't even discovered star travel with more advanced weaponry than you! Samus wanted to say that aloud, but thought it to be wiser to keep her mouth shut. "Ah. I'm guessing you want to know about Space Pirates then." They nodded. "Simply put, they're a race of barbaric aliens intent with taking over the Universe, and wiping out all that stands in their way, including colonies, star cruisers, and GF armadas. Space Pirates enjoy seeing pain, torture, and innocent people getting brutally slaughter." Her tone was bitter, as she thought of her own past.
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Master Chief nodded. Her tone was bitter, so he suspected that she has a bad past with the Space Pirates.
"Sounds like your Space Pirates and our Covenant are not to different." Cortana said, which caused the Hunter to look around, before shaking her head, sighing.
"Yea, I wouldn't be surprised if they start working together, which would be a problem, especially if the Covenant got a hold of Metroids…" She trailed off.
Cortana, any idea what Metroids are? Chief asked, but Samus answered, which surprised Chief.
"You really don't want know until you need to. Just incase we meet some; they look like floating jellyfishes with 2 sets of pincers, and 3 large eye-like orbs. And if you do, you have one option in your case; run like hell." She said calmly, as a small light began to flicker on her suit. Chief took some time to examine it now. It was of no design he had seen before. "Great, we have patrols incoming in this direction. I'm going to send my ship in a stationary orbit. Don't worry; your soldier will be fine for now."
"Spartan," Chief corrected. "We're Spartans." Samus shrugged as she put on her helmet again.
"Spartan, marine, soldier, makes no difference to me. I don't really care." Master Chief scowled, and got ready for the upcoming firefight.
In a few minutes, the Spartans had their remained ammo loaded, and had suitable places to hide for an ambush. Chief noticed that the Hunter did not have any ammo loaded, and was just standing there, out in the open.
"Hunter? Aren't you going to load up or anything? Find a place to get cover?" He asked, in a demanding tone.
"My weapon only needs ammunition for my missiles, and I haven't used any yet. He nodded, and went to seek shelter. Finding a large piece of rubble, he put his back to it, cocking his rifle.
Cortana, see if you can block their transmissions, we don't want it getting out that we're here. Samus' starship rose into the air and left the atmosphere.
It'll take a while Chief; these are Samus' Space Pirates, not our Covenant. It'll take a while for me to hack their systems. He nodded, and waiting for the sound of Space Pirates.
Hopefully, these Space Pirates won't have that large creature with them. Samus called it a Berserker Lord I believe. She seems to hold a grudge against them, I wonder why. I'll have to talk to her about that later.
"Chief, I see them. Permission to engage?" Kelly broke his train of thought.
"Give 'em Hell." He replied, and peeked over his cover, seeing as multiple Space Pirates crumpled instantly, probably from sniping. But there were plenty more.
"Be careful." The Hunter warned, proceeding to fire upon the Space Pirates. "Your weapons are almost useless against them, so fire well."
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((Small note: Due to the fact that it pisses me off, I will always be calling Samus 'Samus', even though MC and the Spartans know her as the Hunter. She goes a little dark here as well….))
A small smile escaped Samus' lips as she fired a charged Nova shot at the Pirates, killing two and severely wounding a third, which was taken out by the Spartans. Yes their weaponry is worse than a slingshot, but its better than nothing. Also, it will provide a distraction. The group of Pirates immediately charged, yelling something in their native language, and firing blasts of purple energy. With a quick thought, targeting signs appeared on five on them, and Samus released the wrath of her multiple shot missile, encasing them in ice.
"Die alien scum!" She heard a Spartan yell as he took down the Pirate popsicles, as Samus liked to call them. They shattered, their blood becoming liquid again as it melted. One of the Pirates was crawling away, for its legs were blasted off.
"Have mercy!" It cried in English, as Samus loomed over it. Even though her voice was broken and robotic, her icy tone was still shown.
"Mercy? You except me to have mercy after what your species has done?" She hissed, and latched onto him with the Grapple Lasso, throwing him into the group, knocking down several others. Samus was beginning to lose her temper now. "After all the brutal slaughtering of innocent people!?" Her tone had risen, and she walked up to the Pirate, cannon charging, who was trying to crawl away, clawing at the dirt. "Think about that." She fired, instantly reducing him to a pile of ash, and proceeded to the next Pirate, ignoring the surprised look from Master Chief.
The small battle waged on, until the last Pirate fell. Samus sighed and sat down, tired. The nightmare from before had kept her from getting her sleep.
"Hunter?" Chief walked up to her, his hidden eyes looking directly at hers. "What was that about?"
"What was what about?" She replied, her tone bitter.
"The Pirate from before. What do you hold against them that would make you do that?" His tone was calm, but his question pierced her mind, surfacing memories that had for so long remained buried. Ones that needed to remain buried.
"That is none of your business, so I suggest you shut your trap and go check on your men. I'm bring my ship down now. Hopefully your ship will be arriving soon. I need to contact the GF." She walked away, leaving Master Chief standing alone.
