Chapter 11- (No name)
Samus checked the file. It was not truly a record, but rather a journal apparently by a high-ranking space pirate scientist. The lesser "grunt" space pirates, aside from not knowing about the project, weren't quite intelligent enough to write like that.
Suddenly, a question struck Samus. The file said the Dark Nightmare had exhibited a mutation-wings, but Mother brain, the original, was simply a head. Even the bio-robotic suit it controlled the second time she killed it was too ungainly and clumsy to do something like that. Maybe...
Samus called up a picture. There was precisely one.
The dark nightmare did look like mother brain, but it was obvious they modified its genetic code when they cloned it. The head was a darker color, and it was obvious they had used phazon on it-there were veins of it attached to its head. The bio-suit looked more streamlined and smaller, and looked to be directly built into it's head, so it would be an actual part of its "body". There were no wings in the picture, implying it had been taken early in the project.
Then it hit her.
She had to kill it as soon as possible.
The second her ship was repaired, she had to destroy the entire station. Yet again, she had to set the self-destruct on something ELSE.
But she didn't just have to kill it because of the obvious threat to civilization. Its powers already had affected her... twice? Three times? She had to find out how long the average time was.
If it was under a day, she was already as good as dead.
However, first she needed to know where the self-destruct was.
She returned to the computer console.
self destruct mechanism
-Deck 1
self destruct maximum time
-2 hours
Samus had to get down to deck one. She figured the fastest way would be the cargo shaft; the main elevator was broken or being used by the mind- controlled space pirates, and the matinence elevator was on her deck and wouldn't move without prior programming. Luckily, the cargo elevator did exit onto deck 2-not deck 1, but there were manual stairs for emergencies. Calling up her map, she zoomed in on deck 1...
...and paused. Off to the side was a small protrusion that was hidden behind a wireframe model of the reactor, nearly too small to be seen anyway. The map only gave it as "ruin DM". She would have to check that.
The cargo elevator wasn't that far, and it took a few minutes to get to it. Samus opened the giant doors and stepped inside.
After getting over the momentary confusion of walking through the edge of a gravity field, Samus immediately noticed something. Typically, the cargo elevators were about 100 meters across, about the size of an old field used in some ancient sport on Earth. This one was-she guessed-about half a kilometer in diameter, maybe more. Whatever they had used this for, it had been pretty huge.
She couldn't really move, so she had to use her power beam to move by firing it upwards and letting the recoil from the gun move her. It wasn't uncommon in such situations for new Federation Trooper recruits to completely panic in zero gravity and nearly suffocate from hyperventilating all their oxygen if they were in space.
The zero gravity made for no friction, so Samus was moving pretty quickly.
Then something slammed into her back.
Samus almost shouted in surprise. She twisted around and saw a piece of metal sticking out of the wall. It was around deck 4.
She looked at the wall... but there wasn't one.
Just a huge gaping hole where the wall should've been.
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ARKAN SAYS: Yes, there's no name. Why? No reason. Shut up.
Samus checked the file. It was not truly a record, but rather a journal apparently by a high-ranking space pirate scientist. The lesser "grunt" space pirates, aside from not knowing about the project, weren't quite intelligent enough to write like that.
Suddenly, a question struck Samus. The file said the Dark Nightmare had exhibited a mutation-wings, but Mother brain, the original, was simply a head. Even the bio-robotic suit it controlled the second time she killed it was too ungainly and clumsy to do something like that. Maybe...
Samus called up a picture. There was precisely one.
The dark nightmare did look like mother brain, but it was obvious they modified its genetic code when they cloned it. The head was a darker color, and it was obvious they had used phazon on it-there were veins of it attached to its head. The bio-suit looked more streamlined and smaller, and looked to be directly built into it's head, so it would be an actual part of its "body". There were no wings in the picture, implying it had been taken early in the project.
Then it hit her.
She had to kill it as soon as possible.
The second her ship was repaired, she had to destroy the entire station. Yet again, she had to set the self-destruct on something ELSE.
But she didn't just have to kill it because of the obvious threat to civilization. Its powers already had affected her... twice? Three times? She had to find out how long the average time was.
If it was under a day, she was already as good as dead.
However, first she needed to know where the self-destruct was.
She returned to the computer console.
self destruct mechanism
-Deck 1
self destruct maximum time
-2 hours
Samus had to get down to deck one. She figured the fastest way would be the cargo shaft; the main elevator was broken or being used by the mind- controlled space pirates, and the matinence elevator was on her deck and wouldn't move without prior programming. Luckily, the cargo elevator did exit onto deck 2-not deck 1, but there were manual stairs for emergencies. Calling up her map, she zoomed in on deck 1...
...and paused. Off to the side was a small protrusion that was hidden behind a wireframe model of the reactor, nearly too small to be seen anyway. The map only gave it as "ruin DM". She would have to check that.
The cargo elevator wasn't that far, and it took a few minutes to get to it. Samus opened the giant doors and stepped inside.
After getting over the momentary confusion of walking through the edge of a gravity field, Samus immediately noticed something. Typically, the cargo elevators were about 100 meters across, about the size of an old field used in some ancient sport on Earth. This one was-she guessed-about half a kilometer in diameter, maybe more. Whatever they had used this for, it had been pretty huge.
She couldn't really move, so she had to use her power beam to move by firing it upwards and letting the recoil from the gun move her. It wasn't uncommon in such situations for new Federation Trooper recruits to completely panic in zero gravity and nearly suffocate from hyperventilating all their oxygen if they were in space.
The zero gravity made for no friction, so Samus was moving pretty quickly.
Then something slammed into her back.
Samus almost shouted in surprise. She twisted around and saw a piece of metal sticking out of the wall. It was around deck 4.
She looked at the wall... but there wasn't one.
Just a huge gaping hole where the wall should've been.
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ARKAN SAYS: Yes, there's no name. Why? No reason. Shut up.