Ghost Assassin Part 2
Disclaimer: This story belongs to James Sate, but Metroid® belongs to Nintendo..
Samus and the Kid
The bus was empty, save for Samus and a little kid. She sat at the back with a duffel bag and backpack. The little kid sat in the middle of the bus and looked over his seat at Samus, whenever she looked over at him he ducked beneath the chair. Finally the kid walked over to Samus.
"What?" Samus said rather coldly.
"Where you going miss?" the little kid said pointing at her bags.
"On vacation," Samus said rather curtly looking out the window. "Um, where are your parents, should you be riding the bus all by yourself?"
"I dunno, they went on vacation too," he said staring at his thumb.
"Incredible, his parents left him alone by himself" Samus thought as she stared at the kid.
"When are they coming back, it's not safe to by wandering around by yourself?" Samus asked mildly concerned.
"I dunno, they left about. um, this many days ago," he said flashing all ten fingers four times. Samus was shocked; this kid had been alone for more than a month.
"Did they leave you with anyone?" Samus asked now worried about this kid.
"Yeah, but she's never around, she went to a wave and didn't come back," the kid said climbing up to sit beside Samus.
"A wave, what do you mean?" Samus asked staring down at the little kid.
"Ya' know, it's a place where people dance and laugh," he said turning upside down and hanging off the bench.
"Oh, a rave," Samus knew that those parties can get out of hand. The girl either forgot about him, or was dead. "How have you been doing, without any parents around?"
"Ok, I eat crackers and stuff, and play with the cats," he said looking up at Samus.
"The kid must be malnourished. If Leta heard about this she'd flip," Samus thought to herself. "Hey kid, what's your name?"
"Kevin," he said flipping back around and leaning up against Samus. Samus tried to move, but it was too late, he was asleep. Samus sat there uncomfortably for about 10 minutes until she herself dozed off.
:: Next Stop, Base 10 Station, Repeat Base 10 Station :: Samus awoke to the sound of the driver calling over the speakers. She looked down to see Kevin curled up in her lap. She smiled a little, than picked him up and put him back in his seat. The bus slowed to a stop and the doors opened.
"I can't just leave him here," she thought as she looked at him. She told the driver to wait and she went over and poked Kevin in the ribs. "Hey, wake up."
Kevin just moaned, rolled over, and kept sleeping.
"Dear God why am I doing this," Samus poked him again. "Hey kid, want to go on a trip?"
Kevin immediately opened his eyes and sat straight up in his chair.
"Sure!" he said elated at the preposition of a "vacation" for him.
"Come on," Samus sighed as she picked up her backpack and went for the door. Kevin sprang from the chair and ran beside Samus.
"Hey lady, this should be fun huh?" Kevin said looking up at Samus. She clenched her fist and kept going.
A long and boring flight
Kevin and Samus looked quite odd walking down pad 4. She stood an imposing six feet tall, with strawberry blond hair put up in a ponytail. Her powerful figure showed a fit body, tested and maintained rigorously. She dressed casually in a white T-shirt and jeans. Kevin on the other hand was a skinny little kid with shortly cut brown hair and was wearing a one-piece blue jump suit with the zipper undone, typical kindergarten wear. He wore a white T-shirt underneath. She carried the duffel bag over her shoulder and made Kevin carry her backpack. She figured that the weight of all her stuff should keep the kid under control. She was wrong. He ran back and forth across the pad, looking over the edge down to the slums then racing over to a mechanic to see what he was playing with. Samus had to pry him away from the mechanic using the jet torch and calling him a "pyro". Kevin just looked quizzically up at Samus, and smiled. They arrived at the transport and Samus showed the attendant her ID, the woman's faced lit up as she read the card.
"Ah, yes Ms. Aran, your accommodations have been arranged, but I'm afraid we were told you didn't have any guests along with you," the woman said looking down at Kevin who hid behind Samus's legs.
"Well, you'll just have to inform Mr. Herin that I am bringing a friend, and that he'll be staying with me," Samus said leaning towards, grinning. The attendant cowered in turn.
"Uh..hh yes, of course please forgive me," the attendant said quickly typing something in on her passenger checklist. "Your room is the third on the right, eighth floor section 8."
"Thank you," she said as she headed to the ramp. She looked around and noticed that Kevin was missing. "Does that child ever stand still?"
She jogged back to the desk and looked for Kevin.
"Excuse me, but where did that kid go?" Samus asked the attendant.
"I'm afraid I don't know Miss, he was right behind you," the attendant said looking up from her checklist.
"Damn, alright," Samus took off at a hurried pace in search of Kevin. She looked everywhere, even over the edge of the pad to see if she could see him hanging off. Then finally she remembered the jet torch. She ran back to the mechanic who was using the torch. She saw Kevin just staring, mesmerised by the fire
"Kevin!!" Samus said grabbing his shoulder and spinning him around.
"What?" he asked acting totally innocent.
"I told you to stay beside me, and you go wandering off," Samus said peering down at Kevin.
"But that lady was scary, and I was bored," he said turning back towards the torch. Samus was just about to give Kevin hell when the pad shook and Samus turned around just in time to see her transport taking off.
"Shit!" Samus said as she picked up her duffel bag, grabbed Kevin around the chest and took off for the ship.
It was pulling away and Samus would not be able to get into the main door. While running she looked up at the observation deck, it was an open-air lounge that remained closed until in a colony. As the ship gained more speed, and ascended it began to close a roof over the lounge. She went low and ran faster, she was now moving at an incredible pace and was practically a blur to others. She eyed the deck and jumped. She flew into the air, an incredible 20 stories. She zoned out the sound of Kevin screaming and aimed for deck. She was high above the pad; she could see the buildings below her and the people looked like little moving blobs. She began to rocket down towards the deck, Kevin screaming harder and harder the closer they got. Samus braced for impact and landed on the deck. She left a large impact crater on the metal deck as she touched down like a meteor. Immediately an attendant burst through the door, angry as hell.
"Just what do you think you're doing? This ship is property of the Aerospace Guild. I hope you plan on paying for repairs," she said as she stomped towards Samus. Samus put the crying Kevin down and strolled up to the attendant. She pulled out her ID card and handed it her.
"Have Mr. Herin pay for it," than she went back to pick up her bags and Kevin.
"Come on, it wasn't that bad," she said grabbing her stuff.
"That was so scary," he said between sniffles. Samus walked up to the stunned attendant, grabbed her card and went inside.
Samus found her room after heading down two flights of stairs. The Aerospace Guild transports were massive. Like interplanetary hotels with engines, these ships were built to carry passengers around for weeks. The more expensive ones, like the one Samus was on had pools, gyms, artificial wildlife habitats, banquet halls, everything one could wish for. She took the stairs because Samus was adamant about being in shape. She would never take the elevator if possible.
"388, that's not even funny," Samus stared at her room number. She mused over this as she opened her door to her room. Before her was a room nicer than her house. It was a spacious well-decorated area with the most expensive furniture imaginable. Samus was stunned. The room was simply amazing. It had a massive wall screen and furniture that looked fit for the stuffiest of politicians. She walked in and dropped her bags beside the couch. She noticed a bouquet of flowers by the couch. She grabbed the note off them and it read "To Ms. Aran, please enjoy your flight. Anything you need is at your disposal, your employer, Mr. Herin."
"I wonder what he has in mind for me." Samus muttered to herself. She mulled over this awhile as she paced the room looking around. Kevin, who had been more or less quite since getting on the ship, immediately ran for the fridge. He opened it to reveal foods from all over the galaxy, some costing a month worth pay each. He grabbed all he could hold and carried it to the couch.
"Hey lady, want sumptin' to eat?" he asked wolfing down a gelatine dish.
"My name is Samus and no, that food looks gross," Samus said as she walked over to the couch. Actually she was rather hungry, but Samus always restricted herself to a ridged diet. She went over to the kitchen and sifted through all of the "junk food". Finally she found a hearty stew and ran it through the light oven. In a flash it was cooked and she went over to the couch. She flopped down and sighed, it had been a busy day and she was exhausted. She grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, despite all the luxuries in her room, the TV wouldn't work until they were back in the colonies. There was only movies running, and Samus didn't have the patience right then. She turned the TV off and finished her stew in silence.
"Hey Kevin, I'm going to get some sleep, you can stay up if you want, just keep it down ok," Samus said as she went into the equally luxurious bedroom.
"Ok, Sam g'night," Kevin said with a mouthful of chips in his mouth.
Samus got undressed and slid underneath the covers and was asleep instantly. She slept a restless sleep, her mind racing on the job Mr. Herin had in store for her. She was no longer a bounty hunter, but was willing to accept a paying job. She didn't want to kill anymore; she gave that life up when she went into hiding.
:: WARNING, WARNING THE SHIP HAS BECOME UNSTABLE. ALL CIVILIANS PLEASE PROCEED TO ESCAPE PODS ::
Samus awoke to the blaring sirens and screaming metallic voice over the COM system. She sat straight up in bed and was disoriented for a little bit. She shook her head, hopped out of bed and got dressed. She ran into the living room where Kevin lay sleeping.
"How the hell is he doing that?" Samus wondered in amazement. She decided not to disturb him and she ran out to the hall. She looked back and forth and saw that all of the doors were still shut.
"What the hell is going on here, why isn't anyone checking to see what's going on?" She ran from door to door, banging on each one trying to get a response. Nothing, no one was answering the doors. She saw the figure of a man at the end of the hall, his body silhouetted by the blaring emergency lights.
"Hey, what's going on here? Where is everyone?" Samus asked. The figure said nothing, just raised a rather large and impressive rifle in Samus's direction and opened fire. She dove out of the way and broke through the door to her right. She found herself in another suite, she quickly ran to the bedroom in hopes of rousing someone. She got to the door and stopped dead in her tracks. There were two people in the bed, still asleep. Then it struck her like a bolt of lightning, sleeping gas. That's why everyone was still asleep, they couldn't get up.
"So why wasn't I affected?" Samus mused over this quickly than heard the footsteps of the gunman behind her.
"Ms. Aran," he said in a low, militaristic voice.
"What!" she said wheeling around just to have a rifle held to her forehead.
"You have been summoned to the ballroom, please go without any hassle," he said pressing harder on her head.
"Why, what's going on, why is everyone asleep?"
"Our boss has the answers you want, please come with me," he said getting behind Samus and pushing her on with his gun. They walked hostage and captor all the way to the ballroom. He opened the door to reveal a whole army of men with guns slung on their backs and a cloaked figure in the centre.
"Samus Aran, the galaxies most mysterious bounty hunter," the cloaked figure spoke as though presenting a criminal. He removed his cloak to reveal a tall man with a broad chest, black hair and yellow eyes. His black duster graced the ground and his gloved hands were comfortably rested on two very large handguns.
"Thanks, I hate introducing myself, and who exactly are you?" she said eyeing the army as the army eyed her.
"How rude of me, I am known to these men as G.C. Merc, rebel leader of the Taurus Mining Facility," he said as he strolled towards Samus.
"That's a Herin Enterprise organization, why are you hijacking a civilian transport?" Samus said soaking in this new information.
"Mr. Herin has gone too far. The people of the Taurus System are sick and tired of his monopoly over us. It is time for change. Companies, unions and even general labourers have joined together to take back control of the Taurus system by all means necessary," G.C. said with a cold venom that even chilled Samus down to the bone.
"And what do you plan to do with the passengers?" Samus asked staring G.C. in his cold, yellow eyes.
"If Herin doesn't follow up on our demands, we will use the passengers as examples," he said very calmly.
"What happens if Herin doesn't follow through and you've killed everyone what then?" Samus was stalling for time, she needed to think.
"I'll run this ship into Herin's head office, killing him, and anyone else in the building," he said, with no hint of remorse, or fear in his voice.
"What the fuck would that prove, than you will die and have no one to carry on your message. Yes Herin will be dead, but someone will just take his place!" Samus said infuriated.
"Like I mentioned, there are others like me and the Aerospace Guild has many sympathisers, with their support we will destroy Herin Enterprise. Our plan has been flawless up to now. You're an unexpected variable that we never counted on. Our checklist didn't have you on it."
"Last minute decision to go on vacation," Samus smirked.
"Of course, well as privileged as I feel to be talking to a legend such as yourself, I'm afraid I can't have you on this ship," G.C. said as he pulled out his gun and pointed it at Samus's breastbone. "We can't have a deadly woman like you on board to hinder our plans."
"Wait, you're just going to kill me in cold blood," Samus said still trying to buy some time.
"We are not murders Samus, but like any animal that's been abused, mankind has a tendency to lash out in order protect ourselves," and that was the last Samus heard as he pulled the trigger. For Samus things moved slowly, she saw the recoil of the gun and felt the heat of the bullet hit her. Dazed, she fell; her hair flowed in front of her as she fell backwards. She hit the ground, and it was over.
"Take her body to the waste chute and through her out," he said to the gunner who had caught her and another soldier to his right. They both looked at Samus and than up at G.C. nervously.
"You just saw me shoot her, now take her to the chute, that's an order," G.C. said in a calm, but deadly serious voice. They lifted her large frame up and carried her out of the room, and out to the chute. They walked past rows of rooms were people slept, oblivious to the fact that they may never awake. They walked past Samus's room and still the young Kevin slept. When they came to the chute, both men were exhausted.
"Shit she ways a lot for a woman," the one said.
"Hey, the boss ain't around, what say we take a full advantage of the situation," the other said menacingly.
"Yeah, I could do with a break," and the two broke out in bails of laughter. The second one turned to Samus who was slumped against the wall and began to lift up her shirt. The other turned around and put down his gun. When he looked back, his friend was on top of her.
"Hey, she's dead, she ain't gonna move for you," he said noticing that his friend also wasn't moving. "Hey, what the hell are you doing?"
He pulled his friend off Samus and noticed that his head lolled back and forth freely.
"What the fu..," but he was dead before he could finish. Samus had swung the first soldier's rifle around and put three shots into his stomach. She slowly got up and stared at the two soldiers.
"Perverts," she said vehemently as she grabbed their lifeless bodies and threw them down the chute. She winced a little as a pain shot through her chest. She took a second to lean against the wall and pulled out her locket. It was destroyed, the bullet had shattered it and pierced her flesh, nothing fatal, but it hurt like hell. She removed the locket, and tried to look at the remains of the picture. The only memory she had of her parents and it was gone in an instant. She felt a tinge of sadness well up inside her, but she held it back and ran to her room. She ignored Kevin who still slept and ran to her bedroom. She grabbed her box and placed the destroyed locket inside. She grabbed the blue jewel and ran back out into the hall.
"I am now a ghost," she thought deviously. "Let's see how well I haunt."
She ran down a hall to her left and studied the map on the wall. The ship was large and memorising the map would be difficult, but she needed to get to the engine room and shut them down. She held the jewel up to the map and closed her eyes. It began to glow brighter and brighter until it enveloped the hall in an ethereal blue light. She hoped that it wouldn't give away her position, but it was a risk she needed to take. The light died down and Samus opened her eyes. She had stored the map on the jewel and pocketed it for later use. She ran down the hall and took a turn to the right.
"Where the hell is Stan and Isaac, they didn't come back yet," the voice came around the corner. Samus stopped dead in her tracks. She didn't want to be seen yet, so she looked for a hiding spot. She looked up to see a vent shaft ten feet in front of her, just before the turn into the next hall where the voices were coming from.
"Maybe they decided to have a little fun," one voice said.
"There are so many things wrong with that, she's dead."
"Yeah, but still warm ::OW:: why'd you hit me?"
"Cause your disgusting."
Samus decided to let the other one live, but the one had to go. They rounded the corner and continued on their way.
"Why do you even think things like that, huh?" the one said, but the only answer was silence. "Hey, I asked you a question," he said turning around. His friend wasn't there, but he saw a pair of legs hanging from the vent.
"The hell?" he edged over to the vent, gun drawn. "What the fuck's going on here?"
Just before he was about out pull out the body, his world went black.
"Sorry bud," Samus said as she hung down from the ceiling cavity where she had removed the panel, just one before the vent. She had clubbed him against the neck with her balled fist and he slumped to the ground. She pulled up the first guy's dead body, put the vent cover back on and placed the other one up against the wall in the ceiling. She dropped down and put the panel back.
"Sweet dreams," she whispered as the panel slid into place. She looked around to make sure no one was coming, than she ran out to the hall from which the two guys came from and took a left. She moved from hall to hall, level to level without making a sound.
Samus was an assassin, a very good assassin.
Disclaimer: This story belongs to James Sate, but Metroid® belongs to Nintendo..
Samus and the Kid
The bus was empty, save for Samus and a little kid. She sat at the back with a duffel bag and backpack. The little kid sat in the middle of the bus and looked over his seat at Samus, whenever she looked over at him he ducked beneath the chair. Finally the kid walked over to Samus.
"What?" Samus said rather coldly.
"Where you going miss?" the little kid said pointing at her bags.
"On vacation," Samus said rather curtly looking out the window. "Um, where are your parents, should you be riding the bus all by yourself?"
"I dunno, they went on vacation too," he said staring at his thumb.
"Incredible, his parents left him alone by himself" Samus thought as she stared at the kid.
"When are they coming back, it's not safe to by wandering around by yourself?" Samus asked mildly concerned.
"I dunno, they left about. um, this many days ago," he said flashing all ten fingers four times. Samus was shocked; this kid had been alone for more than a month.
"Did they leave you with anyone?" Samus asked now worried about this kid.
"Yeah, but she's never around, she went to a wave and didn't come back," the kid said climbing up to sit beside Samus.
"A wave, what do you mean?" Samus asked staring down at the little kid.
"Ya' know, it's a place where people dance and laugh," he said turning upside down and hanging off the bench.
"Oh, a rave," Samus knew that those parties can get out of hand. The girl either forgot about him, or was dead. "How have you been doing, without any parents around?"
"Ok, I eat crackers and stuff, and play with the cats," he said looking up at Samus.
"The kid must be malnourished. If Leta heard about this she'd flip," Samus thought to herself. "Hey kid, what's your name?"
"Kevin," he said flipping back around and leaning up against Samus. Samus tried to move, but it was too late, he was asleep. Samus sat there uncomfortably for about 10 minutes until she herself dozed off.
:: Next Stop, Base 10 Station, Repeat Base 10 Station :: Samus awoke to the sound of the driver calling over the speakers. She looked down to see Kevin curled up in her lap. She smiled a little, than picked him up and put him back in his seat. The bus slowed to a stop and the doors opened.
"I can't just leave him here," she thought as she looked at him. She told the driver to wait and she went over and poked Kevin in the ribs. "Hey, wake up."
Kevin just moaned, rolled over, and kept sleeping.
"Dear God why am I doing this," Samus poked him again. "Hey kid, want to go on a trip?"
Kevin immediately opened his eyes and sat straight up in his chair.
"Sure!" he said elated at the preposition of a "vacation" for him.
"Come on," Samus sighed as she picked up her backpack and went for the door. Kevin sprang from the chair and ran beside Samus.
"Hey lady, this should be fun huh?" Kevin said looking up at Samus. She clenched her fist and kept going.
A long and boring flight
Kevin and Samus looked quite odd walking down pad 4. She stood an imposing six feet tall, with strawberry blond hair put up in a ponytail. Her powerful figure showed a fit body, tested and maintained rigorously. She dressed casually in a white T-shirt and jeans. Kevin on the other hand was a skinny little kid with shortly cut brown hair and was wearing a one-piece blue jump suit with the zipper undone, typical kindergarten wear. He wore a white T-shirt underneath. She carried the duffel bag over her shoulder and made Kevin carry her backpack. She figured that the weight of all her stuff should keep the kid under control. She was wrong. He ran back and forth across the pad, looking over the edge down to the slums then racing over to a mechanic to see what he was playing with. Samus had to pry him away from the mechanic using the jet torch and calling him a "pyro". Kevin just looked quizzically up at Samus, and smiled. They arrived at the transport and Samus showed the attendant her ID, the woman's faced lit up as she read the card.
"Ah, yes Ms. Aran, your accommodations have been arranged, but I'm afraid we were told you didn't have any guests along with you," the woman said looking down at Kevin who hid behind Samus's legs.
"Well, you'll just have to inform Mr. Herin that I am bringing a friend, and that he'll be staying with me," Samus said leaning towards, grinning. The attendant cowered in turn.
"Uh..hh yes, of course please forgive me," the attendant said quickly typing something in on her passenger checklist. "Your room is the third on the right, eighth floor section 8."
"Thank you," she said as she headed to the ramp. She looked around and noticed that Kevin was missing. "Does that child ever stand still?"
She jogged back to the desk and looked for Kevin.
"Excuse me, but where did that kid go?" Samus asked the attendant.
"I'm afraid I don't know Miss, he was right behind you," the attendant said looking up from her checklist.
"Damn, alright," Samus took off at a hurried pace in search of Kevin. She looked everywhere, even over the edge of the pad to see if she could see him hanging off. Then finally she remembered the jet torch. She ran back to the mechanic who was using the torch. She saw Kevin just staring, mesmerised by the fire
"Kevin!!" Samus said grabbing his shoulder and spinning him around.
"What?" he asked acting totally innocent.
"I told you to stay beside me, and you go wandering off," Samus said peering down at Kevin.
"But that lady was scary, and I was bored," he said turning back towards the torch. Samus was just about to give Kevin hell when the pad shook and Samus turned around just in time to see her transport taking off.
"Shit!" Samus said as she picked up her duffel bag, grabbed Kevin around the chest and took off for the ship.
It was pulling away and Samus would not be able to get into the main door. While running she looked up at the observation deck, it was an open-air lounge that remained closed until in a colony. As the ship gained more speed, and ascended it began to close a roof over the lounge. She went low and ran faster, she was now moving at an incredible pace and was practically a blur to others. She eyed the deck and jumped. She flew into the air, an incredible 20 stories. She zoned out the sound of Kevin screaming and aimed for deck. She was high above the pad; she could see the buildings below her and the people looked like little moving blobs. She began to rocket down towards the deck, Kevin screaming harder and harder the closer they got. Samus braced for impact and landed on the deck. She left a large impact crater on the metal deck as she touched down like a meteor. Immediately an attendant burst through the door, angry as hell.
"Just what do you think you're doing? This ship is property of the Aerospace Guild. I hope you plan on paying for repairs," she said as she stomped towards Samus. Samus put the crying Kevin down and strolled up to the attendant. She pulled out her ID card and handed it her.
"Have Mr. Herin pay for it," than she went back to pick up her bags and Kevin.
"Come on, it wasn't that bad," she said grabbing her stuff.
"That was so scary," he said between sniffles. Samus walked up to the stunned attendant, grabbed her card and went inside.
Samus found her room after heading down two flights of stairs. The Aerospace Guild transports were massive. Like interplanetary hotels with engines, these ships were built to carry passengers around for weeks. The more expensive ones, like the one Samus was on had pools, gyms, artificial wildlife habitats, banquet halls, everything one could wish for. She took the stairs because Samus was adamant about being in shape. She would never take the elevator if possible.
"388, that's not even funny," Samus stared at her room number. She mused over this as she opened her door to her room. Before her was a room nicer than her house. It was a spacious well-decorated area with the most expensive furniture imaginable. Samus was stunned. The room was simply amazing. It had a massive wall screen and furniture that looked fit for the stuffiest of politicians. She walked in and dropped her bags beside the couch. She noticed a bouquet of flowers by the couch. She grabbed the note off them and it read "To Ms. Aran, please enjoy your flight. Anything you need is at your disposal, your employer, Mr. Herin."
"I wonder what he has in mind for me." Samus muttered to herself. She mulled over this awhile as she paced the room looking around. Kevin, who had been more or less quite since getting on the ship, immediately ran for the fridge. He opened it to reveal foods from all over the galaxy, some costing a month worth pay each. He grabbed all he could hold and carried it to the couch.
"Hey lady, want sumptin' to eat?" he asked wolfing down a gelatine dish.
"My name is Samus and no, that food looks gross," Samus said as she walked over to the couch. Actually she was rather hungry, but Samus always restricted herself to a ridged diet. She went over to the kitchen and sifted through all of the "junk food". Finally she found a hearty stew and ran it through the light oven. In a flash it was cooked and she went over to the couch. She flopped down and sighed, it had been a busy day and she was exhausted. She grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, despite all the luxuries in her room, the TV wouldn't work until they were back in the colonies. There was only movies running, and Samus didn't have the patience right then. She turned the TV off and finished her stew in silence.
"Hey Kevin, I'm going to get some sleep, you can stay up if you want, just keep it down ok," Samus said as she went into the equally luxurious bedroom.
"Ok, Sam g'night," Kevin said with a mouthful of chips in his mouth.
Samus got undressed and slid underneath the covers and was asleep instantly. She slept a restless sleep, her mind racing on the job Mr. Herin had in store for her. She was no longer a bounty hunter, but was willing to accept a paying job. She didn't want to kill anymore; she gave that life up when she went into hiding.
:: WARNING, WARNING THE SHIP HAS BECOME UNSTABLE. ALL CIVILIANS PLEASE PROCEED TO ESCAPE PODS ::
Samus awoke to the blaring sirens and screaming metallic voice over the COM system. She sat straight up in bed and was disoriented for a little bit. She shook her head, hopped out of bed and got dressed. She ran into the living room where Kevin lay sleeping.
"How the hell is he doing that?" Samus wondered in amazement. She decided not to disturb him and she ran out to the hall. She looked back and forth and saw that all of the doors were still shut.
"What the hell is going on here, why isn't anyone checking to see what's going on?" She ran from door to door, banging on each one trying to get a response. Nothing, no one was answering the doors. She saw the figure of a man at the end of the hall, his body silhouetted by the blaring emergency lights.
"Hey, what's going on here? Where is everyone?" Samus asked. The figure said nothing, just raised a rather large and impressive rifle in Samus's direction and opened fire. She dove out of the way and broke through the door to her right. She found herself in another suite, she quickly ran to the bedroom in hopes of rousing someone. She got to the door and stopped dead in her tracks. There were two people in the bed, still asleep. Then it struck her like a bolt of lightning, sleeping gas. That's why everyone was still asleep, they couldn't get up.
"So why wasn't I affected?" Samus mused over this quickly than heard the footsteps of the gunman behind her.
"Ms. Aran," he said in a low, militaristic voice.
"What!" she said wheeling around just to have a rifle held to her forehead.
"You have been summoned to the ballroom, please go without any hassle," he said pressing harder on her head.
"Why, what's going on, why is everyone asleep?"
"Our boss has the answers you want, please come with me," he said getting behind Samus and pushing her on with his gun. They walked hostage and captor all the way to the ballroom. He opened the door to reveal a whole army of men with guns slung on their backs and a cloaked figure in the centre.
"Samus Aran, the galaxies most mysterious bounty hunter," the cloaked figure spoke as though presenting a criminal. He removed his cloak to reveal a tall man with a broad chest, black hair and yellow eyes. His black duster graced the ground and his gloved hands were comfortably rested on two very large handguns.
"Thanks, I hate introducing myself, and who exactly are you?" she said eyeing the army as the army eyed her.
"How rude of me, I am known to these men as G.C. Merc, rebel leader of the Taurus Mining Facility," he said as he strolled towards Samus.
"That's a Herin Enterprise organization, why are you hijacking a civilian transport?" Samus said soaking in this new information.
"Mr. Herin has gone too far. The people of the Taurus System are sick and tired of his monopoly over us. It is time for change. Companies, unions and even general labourers have joined together to take back control of the Taurus system by all means necessary," G.C. said with a cold venom that even chilled Samus down to the bone.
"And what do you plan to do with the passengers?" Samus asked staring G.C. in his cold, yellow eyes.
"If Herin doesn't follow up on our demands, we will use the passengers as examples," he said very calmly.
"What happens if Herin doesn't follow through and you've killed everyone what then?" Samus was stalling for time, she needed to think.
"I'll run this ship into Herin's head office, killing him, and anyone else in the building," he said, with no hint of remorse, or fear in his voice.
"What the fuck would that prove, than you will die and have no one to carry on your message. Yes Herin will be dead, but someone will just take his place!" Samus said infuriated.
"Like I mentioned, there are others like me and the Aerospace Guild has many sympathisers, with their support we will destroy Herin Enterprise. Our plan has been flawless up to now. You're an unexpected variable that we never counted on. Our checklist didn't have you on it."
"Last minute decision to go on vacation," Samus smirked.
"Of course, well as privileged as I feel to be talking to a legend such as yourself, I'm afraid I can't have you on this ship," G.C. said as he pulled out his gun and pointed it at Samus's breastbone. "We can't have a deadly woman like you on board to hinder our plans."
"Wait, you're just going to kill me in cold blood," Samus said still trying to buy some time.
"We are not murders Samus, but like any animal that's been abused, mankind has a tendency to lash out in order protect ourselves," and that was the last Samus heard as he pulled the trigger. For Samus things moved slowly, she saw the recoil of the gun and felt the heat of the bullet hit her. Dazed, she fell; her hair flowed in front of her as she fell backwards. She hit the ground, and it was over.
"Take her body to the waste chute and through her out," he said to the gunner who had caught her and another soldier to his right. They both looked at Samus and than up at G.C. nervously.
"You just saw me shoot her, now take her to the chute, that's an order," G.C. said in a calm, but deadly serious voice. They lifted her large frame up and carried her out of the room, and out to the chute. They walked past rows of rooms were people slept, oblivious to the fact that they may never awake. They walked past Samus's room and still the young Kevin slept. When they came to the chute, both men were exhausted.
"Shit she ways a lot for a woman," the one said.
"Hey, the boss ain't around, what say we take a full advantage of the situation," the other said menacingly.
"Yeah, I could do with a break," and the two broke out in bails of laughter. The second one turned to Samus who was slumped against the wall and began to lift up her shirt. The other turned around and put down his gun. When he looked back, his friend was on top of her.
"Hey, she's dead, she ain't gonna move for you," he said noticing that his friend also wasn't moving. "Hey, what the hell are you doing?"
He pulled his friend off Samus and noticed that his head lolled back and forth freely.
"What the fu..," but he was dead before he could finish. Samus had swung the first soldier's rifle around and put three shots into his stomach. She slowly got up and stared at the two soldiers.
"Perverts," she said vehemently as she grabbed their lifeless bodies and threw them down the chute. She winced a little as a pain shot through her chest. She took a second to lean against the wall and pulled out her locket. It was destroyed, the bullet had shattered it and pierced her flesh, nothing fatal, but it hurt like hell. She removed the locket, and tried to look at the remains of the picture. The only memory she had of her parents and it was gone in an instant. She felt a tinge of sadness well up inside her, but she held it back and ran to her room. She ignored Kevin who still slept and ran to her bedroom. She grabbed her box and placed the destroyed locket inside. She grabbed the blue jewel and ran back out into the hall.
"I am now a ghost," she thought deviously. "Let's see how well I haunt."
She ran down a hall to her left and studied the map on the wall. The ship was large and memorising the map would be difficult, but she needed to get to the engine room and shut them down. She held the jewel up to the map and closed her eyes. It began to glow brighter and brighter until it enveloped the hall in an ethereal blue light. She hoped that it wouldn't give away her position, but it was a risk she needed to take. The light died down and Samus opened her eyes. She had stored the map on the jewel and pocketed it for later use. She ran down the hall and took a turn to the right.
"Where the hell is Stan and Isaac, they didn't come back yet," the voice came around the corner. Samus stopped dead in her tracks. She didn't want to be seen yet, so she looked for a hiding spot. She looked up to see a vent shaft ten feet in front of her, just before the turn into the next hall where the voices were coming from.
"Maybe they decided to have a little fun," one voice said.
"There are so many things wrong with that, she's dead."
"Yeah, but still warm ::OW:: why'd you hit me?"
"Cause your disgusting."
Samus decided to let the other one live, but the one had to go. They rounded the corner and continued on their way.
"Why do you even think things like that, huh?" the one said, but the only answer was silence. "Hey, I asked you a question," he said turning around. His friend wasn't there, but he saw a pair of legs hanging from the vent.
"The hell?" he edged over to the vent, gun drawn. "What the fuck's going on here?"
Just before he was about out pull out the body, his world went black.
"Sorry bud," Samus said as she hung down from the ceiling cavity where she had removed the panel, just one before the vent. She had clubbed him against the neck with her balled fist and he slumped to the ground. She pulled up the first guy's dead body, put the vent cover back on and placed the other one up against the wall in the ceiling. She dropped down and put the panel back.
"Sweet dreams," she whispered as the panel slid into place. She looked around to make sure no one was coming, than she ran out to the hall from which the two guys came from and took a left. She moved from hall to hall, level to level without making a sound.
Samus was an assassin, a very good assassin.