Chapter 6

Edward, stop being such a fucking moron They won't listen to me, they all think I killed that woman, and they'll put me in jail faster than you can snap your fingers

Henrick was on the COM with an employ of his. He'd recently been accused of murder, and was now on trial for it. Henrick had killed the woman, but she had seen too much. He hid his tracks well too, but not well enough it seemed.

After a few more moments of ranting on the COM with Edward, Henrick closed the channel and sat down behind his desk, placing his hands over his face while he thought for a few minutes.

The woman watched him from a shadowed corner of the room. He was an ugly man, fat, scars on his face from who knows what, and stringy black hair. She shook her head behind the metal mask she wore with intricate designs carved into it, covering all of her face but her hazel eyes. Her hair was covered in a small cloth band which held it all on top of her head, and attached at both sides to the corners of her mask.

Sometimes you just can't get good help anymore, can you Henrick?

The low sultry voice had come from the corner of the room as the woman stepped out from the shadows. Henrick's head flew up as he spotted the woman, seeing she was rather tall and oddly dressed. Besides what she wore on her face and head, she had on a uniform of a dark purple that almost looked burgundy. On each hip was a weapon of some sort that Henrick couldn't identify. Who the hell are you and how did you get in here?

She smiled beneath the mask and said, That's not important, besides, I'm not going to tell you anyway. What is important is that I know a lot of people who'd like to see you dead.

She pulled one of the weapons off of her hip and began to adjust the settings. Henrick stood up quickly, What do you want? I'll give you anything, I swear

She smiled, Don't worry, it won't hurt, highest settings possible. I promise it'll be painless, at least for me anyway.

Henrick began begging her then. He thought about running for the door, but she was too close to it for him to make it past her. Maybe he could struggle the weapon away from her, but then she had the other one, though that would make them even. But he would have to make it to her before she could take a shot off of her gun. Please, anything, anything you want

I'll take your life then, she grinned maliciously and shot off a round of a powerful burst of red energy which hit him and consumed him whole, eating away his flesh and leaving no trace of the weapon which had done it, or any trace of his outer or inner organs. Just a skeleton remained with clumps of blood and gore stuck to it as it fell to the floor, and Kylie shook her head. It's a shame too. You could've lead an honest life and not been bothered by anyone...like me, should I say.

Kylie then went to the desk and looked at the computer terminal upon it, typing in a few words and came up with a small disc with information on it about Henrick's company. It was what she had been hired to retrieve, and to kill Henrick, for there were in fact several people who wanted him dead. It was simply who could pay the most that would get Kylies attention to do the job, as it had always been.

Kylie left then just as easily as she'd come, boarded her small ship, and left the small planets atmosphere, heading to the delivery point where she would give the disc to her employer and get her pay.

Then she could focus on what she'd wanted to do for years. The money from this job would allow her better armor, and a better ship, one that could carry her as far out as Planet Aines. Then she would not only be able to get bigger and better bounties, but also track down her long lost half sister. It didn't matter how much of a big shot her half sister had become, Kylie would find her. She would find her and have her revenge. Kylie Aran always accomplished her goals. No matter how long it took.

His ship hovered in orbit around Planet Aines. The black hull glinted against the light of the two suns so close yet so far away. It had been a week since Drevan had seen Samus, which was at Jillian's home. He was waiting for her now. She'd told him she would be at Planet Aines in 2 hours, and that was an hour and a half ago. She'd gone to collect on a small bounty, nothing more than collecting a small creature for the Galactic Federations Science Teams, and she had already delivered it.

Drevan couldn't help but wonder why she still did work for the Galactic Federation ever since the Metroids had been extinct and no one had heard much from the Space Pirates in a few years. Perhaps they paid her well, not that she needed the money, he knew. But he'd refrained from asking her, having not found it all that important.

When last he saw Samus, she'd been in Jillian's home and had picked up the signal requesting her services from the Galactic Federation. She hadn't said too much about the mission either, only that it would take her about a week to perform, and she had been right. She left then, the woman he'd gotten to know so well over the 2 days they'd stayed in Jillian's home, but it was more than he'd thought would've happened.

Jillian was on his ship as well. She had wanted to come along, because she said she had some time off and had always wanted to see Planet Aines. She knew Samus wouldn't have let her come along even though she was 20 years old now, so she got the good to go from Drevan, even though she knew there'd be hell to pay for it when Samus came back and found her riding along with him.

Drevan began picking up a signal then and accepted it, hearing that same warped voice. He smiled somewhat, as Samus said, Aren't you coming? I'm on the planet already you slow ass.

Drevan chuckled somewhat and said, I'm on my way.

Once the transmission ended, he began to enter the planets atmosphere, and Jillian walked up behind him, taking a seat across from him. Her piloting skills had improved greatly, and she was quit confident in the fact that if something were to have happened to Drevan she could pilot the ship to where ever they needed to go by herself. Samus' ship on the other hand was a different story. It was far more advanced and had much more different technology than a basic gunship did.

Finding the port, Drevan took landing and saw Samus' ship on the other side of it across from his. Opening the hatch, Jillian stood and watched Drevan exit, following behind him as Samus exited her ship as well. He looked over at her, seeing the armored warrior for the first time since he'd fought her in her suit, and she jumped down from her ship once again, walking towards him. What the hell is she doing here Drevan?

Jillian groaned and rolled her eyes. Unlike some people, Drevan knows I can take care of myself and I'm not a child.

Samus took a deep breath and looked down at her from behind her visor as she shook her head. I know you're not a child anymore, but I won't discuss it here. She looked at Drevan then, And I'll have words with you later. But I've picked up on several signals for you. Haven't you found any of them yet?

Drevan got confused, What types of signals?

Subspace on a high frequency. I guess your ship can't pick them up. I'll have to fix that, she said with a small sigh and then continued, One of them is someone who wants to hire you for a bounty on this planet. Another is someone who wants to have you killed. Obviously an employer who isn't too bright because he actually broadcasted the job on the signal. If I were you I'd find him and have a few words with him before we leave.

Drevan nodded and smiled somewhat. He was about to make a reply to her when she looked up towards the top of the spaceport. Drevan looked back as well and said, What is it?

I'm being followed. Ever since I began my last bounty. It's the same person. Jillian, go to my ship.

Samus

Go to my ship and do me a favor damn it I wasn't going to tell you to wait there. Go to my ship and tell the computer to run a scan of all the ships in this area for a 100 mile radius.

Jillian smiled and ran off, glad she wasn't being told to stay put so she'd be safe and did as Samus asked.

Drevan wasn't sure exactly who or what Samus was looking at, there were about 10 people making their way across the space port where Samus was looking, and he said then, Who is it you're looking at? and turned back around only to find the hunter gone.

Kylie was crouched high above the scenery looking down at everyone in her new armored suit. It had a design something like Drevan's and was quit sophisticated, but nowhere near as durable. To make up for it though, Kylie had also acquired a small device that put out a sort of cloak on her whenever she felt the need to engage it. It not only kept herself from being tracked so easily, but it also helped to make her very hard to see with the naked eye.

She continued watching the port below, and her target until her target disappeared from site. She had her cloaking device engaged now, and was quit sure Samus hadn't seen her. She pushed herself up into a standing position then and was about to reach for her weapon when she felt something tap against the back of her helmet.

All I want to know is who sent you.

The warped voice could be heard quit well, and Kylie knew it was Samus. She turned around slowly then, finding herself staring down the barrel of the cannon on Samus' right arm, and took a deep breath, saying, Wouldn't you like to know.

Well, I guess I'll have to find out the old fashioned way then won't I?

And what is your idea of an old fashioned way hunter?

I'll kill you now and find your ship. Then I'll assimilate all the information I need and find out exactly why you've been following me.

Kylie wasn't prepared for Samus to have said that. She was defiantly going to have to have words with the man who'd sold her the cloaking device for her ship and told her the ship was the best in the galaxy. Obviously, Samus' was better.

I wish you wouldn't run off like that, Drevan said coming up behind Samus and looked at Kylie. Who the hell is this?

Samus began charging up her cannon, In a few moments she won't be anything more than a charred piece of flesh if she doesn't tell me who she is.

How can she tell I'm a she? Kylie wondered, and watched the cannon arm begin to charge. Already she could tell Samus was as determined as herself, and Kylie knew this would be her last chance with Samus. I'll tell you everything Aran, if you can beat me.

Samus' helmet tilted back. Like I said, I can kill you and get the information from your ship. I have no need to waste my time with beating you.

But then you'll never know how I know who your father was, what kind of garbage he was. The only way to get that information is by beating me, for you see, it's all up here, She said and pointed at her own helmet, suggesting the information was only in her head.

Samus growled at her words about her father, and felt like killing her right then and there, but how did he come to play in all of this? She slowly reversed the process in her cannon causing the charged particles to be released outward instead of pulled inward and lowered her gun then. What do you suggest then?

I knew that would capture your attention. Now, down to business, a simple fight. Perhaps to the death, but perhaps not, if you want to know any information that is anyway. Needless to say, I can kill you and not think twice about it, but if you kill me, then you'll never know.

Samus, she's lying, she doesn't know anything about your father, and this is nothing more than a trap, Drevan stated staring at the suited woman across from them.

When and where, were Samus' only words. Drevan looked at her for a moment and shook his head.

Now. As for where, Kylie looked around and thought for a moment. What about the coliseum? I heard you two put up a pretty good fight there the other week.

Samus nodded her head, Agreed. Then she walked towards the side of the ramp they stood upon about 30 feet above the space port and looked down at the ground, I'll be there in 15 minutes.

Before Drevan or Kylie had a chance to respond, Samus jumped from the edge, and they both watched her fall to the ground, turning a few flips on the way and land on her feet, standing up as if she'd just landed on a large pillow.

Drevan looked at Kylie then and said, And you want to fight Samus to the death? Good luck, he smirked and walked off.