The Zero Factor...
Chapter 3 - Cold and Dark.
Coldness, Darkness, No sounds except the light breathing heard inside her helmet. Silence...Coldness...Darkness...No movement came from Zero, He seemed to be observing Samus as her fingers and hands moved quickly over the controls, manuvering the ship through the asteroids and avoiding comets and other debris in space. What the hell is with this guy? Why was he on that planet? Why does he want to go to Earth...And what did Lackey want destroyed on the planet? There was no hostile lifeform. These thoughts crossed her mind several times as she flew throughout that vast blackness called 'space'. This would be one long and hell of a trip. Then the silence was broken. Zero leaned down slightly, his eyes looking at the controls, his head beside her, his hands placed on the chair back. His hair fluttered lightly infront of him, onto the shoulder of Samus' armour. "When was this made," He said without a hint of emotion like always. She blinked a few times, not understanding the question, but he soon spoke up again, quicker this time, with a bit of irritation in his voice, "When was this made."
She looked to her right, looking into those miraculous eyes of his. They Changed? She thought as she studied his eyes. They were shifting in between silver and emerald, but why..She would probably never know. She then spoke up as she saw his lips begin to part, not wanting to upset the man, "A while back." He narrowed his eyes a little at this, not liking the answer, but he would assume that it was only a few years old, maybe five? He nodded slightly as he leaned back again, letting go of the chair back. His cold voice rang out again, splitting the silence, his voice seeming to ring in her ears, "What rank are you." She blinked again, still confused, What is with this Guy? Wanting all this information... She thought. She then spoke up, "I have no Rank, I'm a bounty hunter, I'm not with the police." He shook his head lightly, letting out a cold and almost frightening chuckle, amused at this reploid's personality, yes he did not think she was human because her armour. "No, What rank are you in the Mavericks," He asked again, this time seeming more commanding and malicious.
"Ahh...," She said, stumbling over her own words, thinking fast. What do I say...Damn...Don't piss him off, you can't fight back in the ship... She thought. "...Rookie," She replied, quickly recovering her tone, that cold muffled metallic tone making her sound almost like Zero but in a lighter tone since she is a woman, not giving away that she is human. Zero folded his arms over his chest again slowly, shutting his eyes, not wishing to see any more of this base scenery of the ship. Samus looked over her shoulder, letting out an inaudible sigh of relief. Her gaze shifted down to the control panel once more, on the screen displayed her destination and distance remaining. Damn...Two more hours. She thought. She then let out a heavy sigh, forgetting for a moment that he was there, but he didn't seem to notice or care, after all, she was only a severly outdated and poorly built reploid, Unlike himself. Minutes passed slowly, as if time would all together stop as they flew through that cold vastness of space, that eternal blackess, only a glimmer of a distant ship every once and a while caught Samus' attention to destroy the boredom for a few seconds. Finally, she saw on her monitor, Earth, she smiled lightly to herself, Zero seeming as if he were sleeping as she then shifted her weight lightly, leaning forwards a bit, heading for Earth.
Stay tuned for Chapter 4.