Preparation
"You're back already, I see?" Gul 'Gen said as the three humans entered his cottage once again.
"Ridley was surprisingly helpful, he gave us a very useful idea, but we need you to help us make it real, though," Samus explained.
"What can I do for you?"
"Well, Ridley figured that the phazon suit kept Prime alive, and he figures, as I do now, that if we can take the suit from him the way he did from me, that it would kill him," Samus finished her sentence with a simple shrug.
"So you want me to make you a siphon beam for your arm cannon, Samus?"
"Exactly."
"Well, I think I could do that. However, I would need some tissue samples from a hunter metroid in order to do so."
"What?! Are you serious? How do you expect us to just find a hunter metroid? They're all gone, remember?" Samus seemed extremely worried. She was hoping with all her might that the old Chozo would know what to do; She wasn't disappointed.
"Don't worry, Samus there are plenty of GF research vessels scatted all over the galaxy that are studying things such as metroids and their brethren. you could find one swiftly. I trust that you will have no trouble in collecting some tissue samples."
"Thank god. Well, can you list off a few ships so we can get moving?"
"Of coarse. at this point there are three ships that are currently studying metroid biology. The Castegen, the Moraukas, and the Zetox-"
"The Zetox?" Owens suddenly inquired.
"Yes, why?" Owens didn't bother answering Gul 'Gen's question.
"Let's go to that one, I'll explain why later," and with that, Owens walked out of the cottage and toward the direction of the Archon.
"Well, I guess we're going to the Zetox," Houston Said. And after thanking Gul 'Gen one more time, Houston and Samus Followed Owens back to there ship.
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Through Hyper drive it took them about a half hour to reach the Zetox. None of them had ever even seen what a Galactic Research Vessel, or GRV looked like. The most noticeable attribute about the GRV was that it was gigantic. it looked to be the size of a small town. In fact, that's almost what it looked like: a town resting on a circular propulsion system. Once they docked with the GRV in one of it's five hundred hangar bays, they were led to a room called "CPO Quarters." Inside, they found a man sitting at a large table. He was smoking a pipe. His name was Gregory Mishka, and he was the Chief Project Observer, which basically means that he runs the show on the Zetox. He looked to be in his mid sixties, and he had that look about him that made you think that he has everything under control, no matter how hey-wire things actually were.
"So what can I do for you people?" He said from behind his graying beard in a slight southern twang.
"I'm guessing that you already know about what's going on with Metroid Prime?" Samus asked.
"Well, do I look like I live under a rock?" he didn't look like that at all.
"Good, because I have an idea about how I might be able to take him out." Samus was already beginning to dislike this man.
"And how do you plan to do you plan to do that, sweet-pea?" Now Samus absolutely hated him.
"I need a tissue sample from a hunter metroid," Samus was already beginning to work out a plan on how to steal it because this man was certainly not going to just hand it over.
"Well why certainly, anything to help. If you follow me right now I'll lead you to the metroid research sector and we can get you your sample." Samus, Owens and Houston were all stunned.
"Your just gonna give it to us? No red tape or anything?" Owens was suspicious as usual.
"Of coarse, but on one condition: you must promise met that you will destroy the sample as soon as you are done with it, if it were to fall into the wrong hands it could be disastrous." Maybe I misjudged this man... Samus thought.
So it goes the Mishka led the three of them into the metroid sector. What Samus saw brought back a flood of memories. Memories of the Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Zeta, Omega and Queen evaluations of the metroids on SR-388. memories of the different breeds of metroids like the hunter metroids and the fission metroids she saw on Tallon IV. And memories of the metroid hatchling, who saved her life less than a year ago on Zebes. She suddenly snapped out of her daydreaming when she saw Mishka handing her something: It was a test tube filled with a red, gelatinous substance.
"Well, here you are, use it well," said a smiling Mishka.
"Eh...th-thanks," Samus managed to say.
They were just exiting the metroid sector when Owens suddenly said that there was something he needed to do before they departed. So before anybody could inquire what this deed actually was, he broke off into a jog and headed in another direction of the ship. Houston and Samus shrugged this off and continued walking. After about ten minutes, the alarms sounded:
"GRV UNDER ATTACK---ALL NON-MILITARY PERSONNEL EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY."
"Goddammit, he found us!" Houston yelled to no one in particular. They began running full tilt toward the hangar where the Archon was located. The two of them simultaneously activated their armor as they ran. Suddenly, Samus broke off from Houston and began running down a different corridor. Houston didn't even notice until about a minute after. Samus continued running down this random corridor not having any idea where it led or even why she was running through it. But it was out of her control, she couldn't stop, no matter how hard she tried. It was as if she was not in control of her own body. Suddenly, she stopped, but she still couldn't move. And then, the terrifying voice that she heard in her dreams boomed in her head:
"Ah, Aran. At last I find you"
"What do you want from me?" Samus said out loud, trying desperately to contain her fear.
"You know what I want; I want to be free again, I want this...this mental link to be severed. I want to kill you."
"But why do you need to kill me?"
"Do you not think that I know what you are planning to do? However futile and pointless your attacks would be on me even with your Siphon Beam you are still the only one in this galaxy who poses any form of a threat to me, and I cannot let that be. Once I kill you, there will be no one that can stop me. Now if you will excuse me Aran, this occlementic control is tiresome. I bid you my farewells." And to her own horror, Samus completely lost control of her body. She couldn't even scream as her arm cannon was lifted to her head and began to charge. Samus closed her eyes and waited for the death blow to vaporize her head. An ear piercing screech was heard and Samus vaguely felt he arm cannon slammed away from her head. It fired and a super missile destroyed part of the wall next to her. She was lifted forcefully off the ground and was slammed into the wall three feet from the floor. Samus opened her eyes and stared into the glowing yellow eyes of her nemesis, Ridley.
"LET HER GO, PRIME!" He shouted directly into Samus's face. She felt herself begin to talk, but not in her voice, it was the voice of The Worm.
"I Should have killed you when I had the chance, Dragon!" Ridley squeezed on Samus/Prime's throat and allowed his hand to catch fire with his rage.
"I know this hurts, let her go," Ridley said, now sounding more calm, but still looking more furious than Samus had ever seen him, which is one hell of a feat.
"You could have joined me, I gave you the option. We could have ruled this galaxy together."
"I am tired of being known as The Scourge of the Galaxy, Prime. I already hate myself, I figured I'd try to do some good for this godforsaken galaxy for once." Samus seemed to be watching all this from far away, like she was looking down on this spectacle from clouds that didn't exist. She felt herself drifting away, she was dying. Ridley knew this and frantically began slamming her body against the metal wall, trying to shake Prime out of her body. The voice of Prime screamed outward from Samus's throat; it couldn't hide it's agony any longer.
"I will see you again, Dragon. I will never forget this." Samus' Body suddenly went limp and Ridley gently caught her in his arms. She was still alive, but unconscious. The Fire Dragon gathered her body in his arms and began running toward the hangar where the Archon was located. If it's still there, he thought to himself.
"You're back already, I see?" Gul 'Gen said as the three humans entered his cottage once again.
"Ridley was surprisingly helpful, he gave us a very useful idea, but we need you to help us make it real, though," Samus explained.
"What can I do for you?"
"Well, Ridley figured that the phazon suit kept Prime alive, and he figures, as I do now, that if we can take the suit from him the way he did from me, that it would kill him," Samus finished her sentence with a simple shrug.
"So you want me to make you a siphon beam for your arm cannon, Samus?"
"Exactly."
"Well, I think I could do that. However, I would need some tissue samples from a hunter metroid in order to do so."
"What?! Are you serious? How do you expect us to just find a hunter metroid? They're all gone, remember?" Samus seemed extremely worried. She was hoping with all her might that the old Chozo would know what to do; She wasn't disappointed.
"Don't worry, Samus there are plenty of GF research vessels scatted all over the galaxy that are studying things such as metroids and their brethren. you could find one swiftly. I trust that you will have no trouble in collecting some tissue samples."
"Thank god. Well, can you list off a few ships so we can get moving?"
"Of coarse. at this point there are three ships that are currently studying metroid biology. The Castegen, the Moraukas, and the Zetox-"
"The Zetox?" Owens suddenly inquired.
"Yes, why?" Owens didn't bother answering Gul 'Gen's question.
"Let's go to that one, I'll explain why later," and with that, Owens walked out of the cottage and toward the direction of the Archon.
"Well, I guess we're going to the Zetox," Houston Said. And after thanking Gul 'Gen one more time, Houston and Samus Followed Owens back to there ship.
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Through Hyper drive it took them about a half hour to reach the Zetox. None of them had ever even seen what a Galactic Research Vessel, or GRV looked like. The most noticeable attribute about the GRV was that it was gigantic. it looked to be the size of a small town. In fact, that's almost what it looked like: a town resting on a circular propulsion system. Once they docked with the GRV in one of it's five hundred hangar bays, they were led to a room called "CPO Quarters." Inside, they found a man sitting at a large table. He was smoking a pipe. His name was Gregory Mishka, and he was the Chief Project Observer, which basically means that he runs the show on the Zetox. He looked to be in his mid sixties, and he had that look about him that made you think that he has everything under control, no matter how hey-wire things actually were.
"So what can I do for you people?" He said from behind his graying beard in a slight southern twang.
"I'm guessing that you already know about what's going on with Metroid Prime?" Samus asked.
"Well, do I look like I live under a rock?" he didn't look like that at all.
"Good, because I have an idea about how I might be able to take him out." Samus was already beginning to dislike this man.
"And how do you plan to do you plan to do that, sweet-pea?" Now Samus absolutely hated him.
"I need a tissue sample from a hunter metroid," Samus was already beginning to work out a plan on how to steal it because this man was certainly not going to just hand it over.
"Well why certainly, anything to help. If you follow me right now I'll lead you to the metroid research sector and we can get you your sample." Samus, Owens and Houston were all stunned.
"Your just gonna give it to us? No red tape or anything?" Owens was suspicious as usual.
"Of coarse, but on one condition: you must promise met that you will destroy the sample as soon as you are done with it, if it were to fall into the wrong hands it could be disastrous." Maybe I misjudged this man... Samus thought.
So it goes the Mishka led the three of them into the metroid sector. What Samus saw brought back a flood of memories. Memories of the Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Zeta, Omega and Queen evaluations of the metroids on SR-388. memories of the different breeds of metroids like the hunter metroids and the fission metroids she saw on Tallon IV. And memories of the metroid hatchling, who saved her life less than a year ago on Zebes. She suddenly snapped out of her daydreaming when she saw Mishka handing her something: It was a test tube filled with a red, gelatinous substance.
"Well, here you are, use it well," said a smiling Mishka.
"Eh...th-thanks," Samus managed to say.
They were just exiting the metroid sector when Owens suddenly said that there was something he needed to do before they departed. So before anybody could inquire what this deed actually was, he broke off into a jog and headed in another direction of the ship. Houston and Samus shrugged this off and continued walking. After about ten minutes, the alarms sounded:
"GRV UNDER ATTACK---ALL NON-MILITARY PERSONNEL EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY."
"Goddammit, he found us!" Houston yelled to no one in particular. They began running full tilt toward the hangar where the Archon was located. The two of them simultaneously activated their armor as they ran. Suddenly, Samus broke off from Houston and began running down a different corridor. Houston didn't even notice until about a minute after. Samus continued running down this random corridor not having any idea where it led or even why she was running through it. But it was out of her control, she couldn't stop, no matter how hard she tried. It was as if she was not in control of her own body. Suddenly, she stopped, but she still couldn't move. And then, the terrifying voice that she heard in her dreams boomed in her head:
"Ah, Aran. At last I find you"
"What do you want from me?" Samus said out loud, trying desperately to contain her fear.
"You know what I want; I want to be free again, I want this...this mental link to be severed. I want to kill you."
"But why do you need to kill me?"
"Do you not think that I know what you are planning to do? However futile and pointless your attacks would be on me even with your Siphon Beam you are still the only one in this galaxy who poses any form of a threat to me, and I cannot let that be. Once I kill you, there will be no one that can stop me. Now if you will excuse me Aran, this occlementic control is tiresome. I bid you my farewells." And to her own horror, Samus completely lost control of her body. She couldn't even scream as her arm cannon was lifted to her head and began to charge. Samus closed her eyes and waited for the death blow to vaporize her head. An ear piercing screech was heard and Samus vaguely felt he arm cannon slammed away from her head. It fired and a super missile destroyed part of the wall next to her. She was lifted forcefully off the ground and was slammed into the wall three feet from the floor. Samus opened her eyes and stared into the glowing yellow eyes of her nemesis, Ridley.
"LET HER GO, PRIME!" He shouted directly into Samus's face. She felt herself begin to talk, but not in her voice, it was the voice of The Worm.
"I Should have killed you when I had the chance, Dragon!" Ridley squeezed on Samus/Prime's throat and allowed his hand to catch fire with his rage.
"I know this hurts, let her go," Ridley said, now sounding more calm, but still looking more furious than Samus had ever seen him, which is one hell of a feat.
"You could have joined me, I gave you the option. We could have ruled this galaxy together."
"I am tired of being known as The Scourge of the Galaxy, Prime. I already hate myself, I figured I'd try to do some good for this godforsaken galaxy for once." Samus seemed to be watching all this from far away, like she was looking down on this spectacle from clouds that didn't exist. She felt herself drifting away, she was dying. Ridley knew this and frantically began slamming her body against the metal wall, trying to shake Prime out of her body. The voice of Prime screamed outward from Samus's throat; it couldn't hide it's agony any longer.
"I will see you again, Dragon. I will never forget this." Samus' Body suddenly went limp and Ridley gently caught her in his arms. She was still alive, but unconscious. The Fire Dragon gathered her body in his arms and began running toward the hangar where the Archon was located. If it's still there, he thought to himself.
