Authors Notes: This is my first fanfiction, so please be gentle :-) I've always been a huge fan of Metroid and the Metroid universe, so when I came up with this idea, I had to post it here. I'll add more chapters if this is any interest to anyone else, but if it's not, then I'll just keep it to myself. Review if you want to give me some advice. I'd like to hear your two cents!



Omega Metroid had been destroyed, and with her, the Metroid homeworld of SR388. As all life on the planet was wiped off the face of the galaxy, I knew the mission was finally over. When I took up this mission years ago on Planet Zebes, it was a much needed bounty. Now, though, the mission had become an internal struggle within myself - and now that struggle is dead and buried. But after I destroyed the B.S.L. station, defying specific orders from Gallactic Federation, I needed to turn in my last criminal for bounty - myself.

As I faced the Gallactic Court System deliberation panal (a assembly politicians and bureaucrats), I resisted bashing their heads together as I told them my situation over and over again - I did what I did to protect civilization from destruction from the Metroid.

In their infinite obstinance, they concieved me as a gallactic terrorist. It became apparent to me that Adam was wrong - there was no understanding for my actions. They told me I was a criminal that only knew destruction of whole planets as a means of protecting the universe - which was only half true. But, with the main pirate infastructures destroyed by myself and intergallactic trade no longer being a dangerously stupid idea, I was a no longer needed relic of the past. In the ultimate insult to my credibility and dedication towards the gallactic federation, I was sentanced to life imprisonment at Aitos space station, a maximum security prison orbiting the Tabula moon of Aitos. There, I was to spend the remainder of my years surrounded by hostile space pirates and other enemies I had captured for Gallactic civilization.

My ship was impounded within Aitos space station with the remainder of my belongings, including my space suit. I was able to keep the basics of my suit until a uniform could arrive with my issued number, due to my lack of other clothing - but I was put in the most secure sector of the prison until that uniform was to arrive. I was feeling more and more betrayed by the tempering scientists I helped protect from destruction.

But as I sat there, I could feel a small rumbling beneath my feet. The rumbling was getting more and more intense, then, suddenly, a large blast dissintegrated the security locks that had contained me. I walked out to find a huge suprise - their was a mutiny aboard the prison station and the prisoners had taken control of the ship! As I walked out, I looked up the fifteen story containment center, with balconies that wrapped around each floor near cage doors, and I saw pirates of all kinds rampaging the complex and hacking their way through the bars that contained their brothers in crime!

I tried to save some of the innocent - the security guards, the maintenence crew - but my suit was stripped of most weapons systems necessary to duel with the pirates.

I knew my ship was impounded within sector 14, a docking bay for impounded vessels used by criminals. I needed to get to my spaceship to warn gallactic civilization of the upcoming terror they were to face.

But as I carefully plotted out my plan, a loud explosion rang the complex as crackling bits of bendezium-enforced cordite clattered onto my suit. My find as I looked up was astonishing - Ridley! Ridley had destroyed the roof of the complex and is now loading his pirates onto the Pirate Enterprise! As Ridley looked down upon my body covered in debries from the explosion, I realized that this was a planned hijack. He was after me - he wanted revenge. But as we exchanged cold stares that refueled our rivalry, he suddenly turned away. And as the pirates loaded themselves onto the Enterprise, climbing chains and wires, I realized something - he wasn't the same Ridley. He didn't look like himself - in fact, he didn't even look organic. He had a curious metallic shine glinting his head. But, I quickly turned away and realized that I had to fight him - weapon systems or not.

As he soared across the complex destroying various security systems and plundering weapons from the guards, I began shooting several weak power beam shots at his face - only to have them deflected off and knock me off my feet. He had a deflector shield, and as rage overcame me, he gave me that snide cackle - that laugh that I hated. And as I lay there, my aggrivation growing, he began to soar towards my general area - floor level 3. As I desperately shot at him, I realized his agility was too much for me. He had flown down to my level faster than ever before, and plunged his sharp tail into my chest.

Despite being in the confines of my power suit, I knew it had penetrated the armor, and I slowly felt more and more weak. As I struggled to free myself from under his sharp tail, he began to fly upwards - with me still impaled onto his tail - suspending me further and further up. And as he reached the top of the complex, where the loading bay of the enterprise was, he sharply threw me down with his tail - spiking me fifteen stories to the ground below. As I fell, I could hear that menacing laughter of joy as he loaded himself onto the Enterprise. It was then when I hit the cold metal ground, and was sent into unconciousness.

Blurry and hazy, I had awakened from near death confused of where I was and what I was doing. Weary, I shook myself of rubble and debries and realized I had survived the plummet. But I soon realized that though the pirates had left, the battle wasn't over yet. The breakout must have engaged the self-destruct mechanism - and as I recovered the sound systems with my helmet, I realized that alarms were sounding. Frantically, I raced to sector 14. I had to get out of there.

"Fifteen minutes until detination", sounded the monotone computer voice over the prison intercom. Yet again I was faced with a imploding space station - it had almost become a regular thing by now.

As I ran down the narrow corridors, I realized that the pirates had knocked the whole space station out of orbit and into an asteroid field - to make it appear as an accident. Communications were knocked out prior to the attack so the security personel couldn't warn them of the upcoming danger. It was all too clear - gallactic civilization would assume that the pirates had all died in the explosion. They would also assume that I, myself, would have died in the explosion.

When I reached sector 14's entrance, it was completely blocked by rubble. Just as I thought I was to die on the prison as Ridley wanted, a terminal nearby suddenly activated. I walked over to it curiously only to notice that it was an old friend.

"Lady, you need to get to subsection 8 and get your ball mode - it was one of the few things Ridley failed to plunder! Using the ball mode, you must roll through the air ducts which lead to sector 14! Any objections, lady?"

He proceded to give me the map layouts to the air duct system of Aitos prison, which I quickly uploaded. And without a further word, I was off. I searched the complex, and found subsection 8. Only it was guarded by a foe of mine left behind - a Phazon-enfused pirate! It seems as if the pirates have been tampering with Phazon programs again. As he cascaded electro-waves across the floor using his weapons systems, I quickly realized my beam shot wasn't going to administer the slightest dent to this monster.

I dodged his initial attacks, and I erroneously tried harder and harder to obtain ball mode which was sitting in the middle of the room, on a pedistal, glowing ominously. At each attempt to avoid the super pirate, I was thwarted with a swift backhand across my helmet. As I fell to the ground, he tried to stomp on me, crushing me into the floor. I quickly rolled out of harms way and got up to my feet. It became apparent that I needed to destroy him, or at least stall him temporarily.

As I scanned the room, I saw a containment of metal barrels of what appeared to be black matter fuel for the ships gravity conducters. I locked on to the small containment fence blocking the barrels, and just when the Phazon Elite was ready to launch another powerful electro-wave, I shot the fence, tumbling piles of extremely heavy barrels onto the pirate, burying him. As his roars of disapproval gained less and less volume, I realized he was stunned but only temporarily.

Taking my oppertunity, I grabbed the ball mode augmentation, quickly tested the system out, and approved it for an add-on to my suit. I went into ball mode and rolled into the nearest air ducts - as I rolled, I could hear the computerized voice, "Three minute until self-destruction", echoing through the chasms. I was running out of time.

I finally busted out of the air duct, and was inside sector 14. Glancing around nervously, I looked for my ship. Then, I saw it at the very end of the docking bay. As I ran closer and closer towards it, I began hearing a roaring noise - a roaring noise that got progressively louder and louder. Then, explosion interupted my run to freedom, and casted me to the metal floor. As I looked up from the fire and debries, I saw the Phazon Elite - the same pirate that tried to kill me before! He was visibly injured - covered in black matter - and also very visibly angered, as he threw his large arms wildly in my direction. Froth foamed from his mouth as he threw chunks of heavy rock at my ship. A larger rock nailed the front wing of the ship, which did visible and internal damage to the ship.

I had enough of this pirate - I charged towards my ship and was beamed up into the pilots seat by Adam. I turned my ship to face the Phazon elite. As I gave the pest one last disgusted look, I began to turn on the ships laser systems.

"Lady, vaporize this scum!"

And with Adam's approval, I unloaded everything I had on that Phazon elite - blowing his face into something resembling a pile of radioactive liquid material.

Without further delay, I turned the ship around and blasted open the containment doors. With the vacuum of space sucking the ship out of the prison, we heard the final countdown.

"5... 4... 3... 2... 1..."

The explosion barely skimmed the ship, which made me realized that I had once again narrowly escaped death. The rubble floating in the absense of space is all that remains of the prison - and now I was free. Along with some of the most dangerous criminals in the galaxy. Now the question was, what should I do now? I was dead to the Gallactic Federation, but should I still turn myself in again to warn the Federation of the upcoming danger? It was times like this I was glad I had Adam. But before I could even begin speaking, Adam interupted my thoughts.

"I've turned off most of the systems, including the hyperdrive. There's been some severe damage to the interior of the ship - I'll work on getting the systems needed for survival working as soon as possible. Also, this is to avoid detection from Federation ships who think your dead. We wouldn't want to be caught in our escape, would we, lady?"

I was shocked at what he said. It seemed like a statement that would be made by a cowardly federation computer.

"Caught in our escape? Adam, several ex-pirates escaped with us and that Phazon Elite we met up with gives me the indication of another Phazon operation! The galaxy is in danger, and your worrying about us-"

"Lady, I realize that. Which is all the more reason we shouldn't risk being caught. The federation does not understand - and they stand no chance if we turn ourselves in."

Adam was making sense, as usual. But it still left me with questions.

"So, what are we suppost to do now? Drift in the void of space?" I inquired, with a little bit of frustration.

"I managed to track the coordinates of the Pirate Enterprise. The trace readings indicate that they are heading towards an abandoned moon of SR388 known as 'Forsythe'. Though the moon appeared to have been launched dramatically out of orbit by the explosion of the Metroid homeworld, it has picked up a new orbiting pattern around Tallon IV, the ruined land of the Chozo. The land readings from previous records show that it's a barren wasteland - with nothing but large craters and tundra coating the surface. What the pirates hope to gain from this planet is unknown, but we must investigate."

"So, what then? What do you think their up to?"

"Well, the heavy amounts of Phazon in that super pirate was an indication that they might be mining Phazon from Tallon IV again and using it to enhance their warriors. What's more alarming, though, is... Ridley."

"What about Ridley? I noticed something strange about him. Almost like he was... a machine. But that's not possible, no machine could fight like Ridley could, and what attacked me at the prison was definitely Ridley."

"Don't be so sure, lady."

Adam's tone was worrying me slightly.

"What do you mean?", I inquired.

"There's more, lady. The Ridley you saw wasn't Ridley. You know how great minds can be uploaded onto a computer for future use?"

Adam didn't need to say any more. I knew - the pirates had managed to upload Ridley's brain into a new heartless mechanical form of himself, only enhanced in every possible way. Ridley, one of the most brilliant masterminds of the Space Pirates, had now achieved physical immortality.

"You've destroyed Ridley's physical form, lady. But we must finish him off. We must go to Forsythe and finish off Ridley's mind. Without Ridley, the space pirates will crumble. You must finally finish your mission. Any objections, lady?"

I had objections. Extreme objections. In fact, I thought it was suicide. But, what I had was a grudge. A grudge for Ridley and his goons. I might die, but I was determined I was going to bring them down with me. Because I had no more reason to live - my reputation had been tainted. While I know I did the right thing at B.S.L., I had now created this Forsythe incident, and it was my obligation to correct it.