Metroid: Angel In Darkness
Hey all. I can't believe
it! I got good reviews for the first
chapter of this fanfic so I figured what the heck do I have to lose by jotting
down a second chapter. It's been a few
months since I last wrote so I hope I've kept on good form. I doubt there are any of you out there, but
if there is someone reading this who hasn't read the first chapter, you should
probably check that out first. And it
has been a while since I posted up the first chapter so I sketched down a cool
little 'What Happened In The Last Chapter' bit below (Just to jog your memory
or whatever). Okay then, I hope you
enjoy it.
What
Has Gone Before
The planet Tyran is a war zone. The battle between the Galactic Federation and the Tyrans had been
raging for a while but until now the sides had been locked in a stalemate. One day ago the Tyrans attacked a Federation
post and completely decimated the squad there. A recon team led by the young energetic officer Fiona arrives at the
scene but find themselves in a firefight with the Tyrans. With no side winning Fiona prepares to pull
out when a Federation warrior, Samus Aran, arrives and destroys the Tyran
squad. After scouting the area they
discover a dying Tyran who speaks of a horrific creature responsible for
destroying the outpost. Samus checks
the victims out and, phased by what she sees, decides to have a rest. This leads her into a world of nightmares
where she dreams of an sinister figure questioning her ruthlessly after the
destruction of Zebes as she lies helpless, restrained by drugs. The figure explains about his plans to
resurrect the metroid from the blood handed down to Samus from her last
encounter with them on Zebes. 'No! You can't do this!' Samus' last words before she awoke, her
nightmare finally over. Or was her
nightmare only just beginning...
Chapter
2 - Intermission
Samus wiped her deep blue eyes clean and rose from her bunk. It wasn't the most comfortable of places to
sleep but she'd been in worse. Turning
to see her battle suit cloaked in darkness in the corner, every limb connected
with recharge wires and cables, she smiled slightly. Walking over to a small terminal, gathering stray locks of blonde
hair from her face and collecting it neatly behind her in the process, she
began to remember all the times this suit had kept her safe, got her out of
danger and saved her life. With a few
button presses on the terminal the suit came alive with light. The cables disconnected sharply covering the
mechanical ensemble in plumes of misty smoke. Samus stood patiently waiting for it to clear, sighing as she overheard
the Lieutenant outside yelling at her to hurry up. Samus had taken an instant dislike to her irritating habit of
questioning herself during battle but she had to admit the Lieutenant reminded
Samus of herself when she was a rookie bounty hunter with overeager
enthusiasm. Samus had become a lot more
cynical since those days, long ago...
The smoke clearing up at last now, the suit stood before her, towering
about half a meter over her diminutive 5' 3" frame. She walked up to it, placing her hand into a
small cavity on the chest of the suit. She felt a slightly painful wave of heat pass over her palm as the ID
scan did its work. It didn't really
bother Samus any more after all these years. The heat subsided and Samus removed her hand.
"Security scan complete," a robotic female voice exclaimed
coldly as the chest of the suit raised open revealing a small compartment for
Samus lined with shock absorbers and warning lights. "Welcome Samus and
please have a nice day." Samus
cringed and laughed softly when she heard this. When she'd last put it in for maintenance, she'd asked the
techies to give the suit a bit of character or artificial intelligence. And this was what they'd come up with...
She climbed in carefully slotting each leg into their respective limb
before placing her arms in. She tapped
a few buttons inside the hand of the suit and the chest segment whirred into
place. It looked small from the outside
but the interior was a prefect fit for Samus. She brushed all of her hair together tightly with the mechanical arms
and slowly placed her helmet on, taking care not to let any of her blonde locks
get caught outside of the suit. She
narrowed her eyes slightly as the helmet slotted into place letting them adjust
to the visor's settings.
The skies had cleared up whilst Samus had been resting. The atmosphere still cloaked the planet in a
spectacular mesh of deep red and orange hues but with no clouds in sight the
sun lit up the murky sands which made up the surface of Tyran. There was a natural beauty to the planet
which was easily forgotten during this war; colossal mountain ranges stretching
into the heavens, a sweeping skyline with a staggering array of brilliant
colors and vast lakes of magma bubbling violently. Flocks of birds flew gallantly in the afternoon sky oblivious to
the chaos beneath them while the land dwelling creatures cautiously emerged
from hiding whenever the gunfire subsided.
As a small segment of the roof of the ship spun open slightly the squad,
standing around patiently waiting for Samus to appear, turned to look. A small elevator inside the ship raised a
fully suited Samus up into the harsh climate of the planet. From her crouched position atop the ship she
front flipped forward to the ground beneath, her movement swift and
graceful. The thick gravel and sand
crunched under the weight of the suit upon the impact of the landing. She landed perfectly without stumbling even
slightly and, through the impressed and excited eyes of the five squad
soldiers, she could feel the Lieutenant's glare firmly fixed on her. Samus strutted coolly towards the junior
officer who was clapping sarcastically.
"Nice. Thanks for the show,
Samus," she said wryly. "Now if you're through giving us the acrobatics display
maybe we can get moving. You've already
wasted five minutes of our time getting into that piece of junkyard shit you
call a battle suit!"
"One question. Where? You have some new info or something?"
"I'll let Lance field this one. He's our computer guy. He found something
in that encrypted data disc we found," said Fiona pointing to a young guy
sitting on the ground ignoring the conversation taking place. "Lance!"
Hearing his name the man promptly looked up. Seeing Samus standing there looking at him, one hand resting on
her hip, he stood up clumsily and stepped forward to greet her. Samus didn't move. He was quite tall standing about g feet in height. He wore glasses and had fairly long and
scruffy hair; Classic sign he was a computer nerd Samus thought. Everything else about him wasn't such a
giveaway. Standing there in his combats
with his rifle slung casually behind his back, he managed to fit in perfectly
with the other grunts. Seeing Samus
remain still he quickly raised his hand and saluted her with a nervous smile on
his face.
"Samus. It's an honor to meet a
living legend like you in person. I'm
Lance…But I suppose you guessed that already right? Yeah, of course you did. I mean, you're not stupid. You're Samus Aran, the world's greatest warri…"
"What have you got to show me?" Samus asked interrupting him as he began
to babble slightly.
Samus hated it when people did that. Besides, she'd grown tired of all the praise and compliments heaped on
her ever since Time had named her woman of the year. Pulling out a computer and motioning Samus to take a look Lance
brought up a digital map of the area onscreen. It was a dangerous area to be in that was for sure. Being surrounded by hills and mountains made
them a perfect target for an ambush.
"See this?" said Lance pointing to a flashing spot on the map. "That's
the location of this place…us. Now from
what I've decrypted so far, there's an enemy base about five clicks south south
east of here. Used to be a village but
seems to have been occupied since last week. They probably launched their attack on this outpost from there and
retreated back to regroup."
"Which means…"started Samus.
"That their secret weapon is located there," said Fiona finishing Samus'
sentence for her. "From the information he's decrypted that's a good
assumption."
"Their secret weapon…"said Samus.
Her mind drifted back to the images of the drained corpses of soldiers
she'd seen only hours ago. With their
bloodied, blotchy and abnormally discolored blue skin it looked as if their
very souls had been sucked out of them. Samus knew of only one creature capable of something like that. The creature she had become famous for
destroying. The creature codenamed
'Metroid'. She'd been dismissing the
idea ever since it had entered her head. After all, she'd destroyed the last of them on Zebes a year ago.
"Yeah Samus. Their secret
weapon," said Fiona unintentionally oblivious to Samus' thoughts. "So, I figure
we launch a covert attack on their base and that lets us get the jump on them. That way we can take out this thing,
whatever it is, before it makes us worm food."
"Wh-What?" said Samus snapping out of her flashback. "What can you tell
me about this weapon? Tell me you've
got something."
"Only a little," said Lance bringing up a scant amount of text on the
screen. "It's an organic life form with some pretty nasty abilities. Not only is it capable of draining it's
victims of their life just by the touch, it's a stealthy little shit too. It can fly at a silent velocity of at least
30kph. One minute you could be
patrolling and the next thing it's on you and you're dead. Pretty scary. Good job we have motion detectors."
Samus shook her head hearing this. It sounded so much like the metroid. How those rebels 'domesticated' it to do their bidding was beyond
her. Whatever was going on, Samus knew
they shouldn't stick around her for too long.
"Okay, enough already. O hate to
admit it but Fiona's right. We have to
get moving if we're gonna catch 'em with their pants down. Transport?" said Samus/
"Neil!" ordered Fiona. "Where the hell is Neil?"
"I'm taking a leak, boss," said a casual voice from behind an *APC in
the distance.
"What kind of a way is that to talk to a superior officer! Finish up! We're moving out!"
"Sure, boss."
As Fiona clenched her fist, containing her rage, she turned to face the
others. All it took was a simple nod in
the direction of the van and the four troops huddled into the back of it. Samus followed slowly behind.
"You need to learn to respect your squad. If you don't, they'll never respect you…Just thought I'd give you
some advice. A rookie like you needs
all the help she can get."
"Why you…" Fiona started but Samus was already out of her face, piling
into the back of the van with her hardsuit.
As Fiona clambered into the front of the carrier, Neil started the
engine up. Neil was a very short,
stocky guy. Timid in nature and appearance,
he was just the sort of guy you didn't expect to see in the military. He had been accepted however on his skills
as a mechanic and as a pilot of anything which moves. He looked at the lieutenant with a look which asked, without
words, where they were headed. She
looked back and tapped directions into the **GPS in the front of the
cockpit. The directions, the enemy base…
*APC – Armored Personnel Carrier
**GPS – Global Positioning System