AGE OF PHAZON
Chapter 4
One hour after the procedure, Samus was on her way back up to Captain Summers' office. Arshal had done a brilliant job. The blades were concealed away inside her wrist, no bulk or bump to show that they were there. She looked exactly the same as she had. Apart from where the 2 holes in her chest plate had been there were now two green lights like the ones the rest of her suit. And the Varia suit was a lot shinier because he had polished her up and eased the joints so she could move easier.
The doors to the bridge whoosed open again and Samus stepped out into Summers' office. He was sitting in his chair, fiddling with a datapad. Samus cleared her throat and he looked up.
"Wow, I told you they'd do a good job, eh?" the Captain laughed heartily and beckoned Samus to the chair she was in earlier.
"Yes they did, but I'm not up here to talk about my repairs. You wanted to see me?"
She sat up straight in her chair.
Summers picked up his datapad again and tapped in a few digits. A panel on the east wall rose up and a screen was revealed. It started playing a carbo-disc. A biohazard sign appeared and then a puddle of bright and dark blue acid, fizzing and steaming.
"Phazon? I already know all about it, though,"
"Apparently, not everything...." The captain forwarded the disc and three DNA scans appeared. The strands were waving around in separate columns. Each looking different. The first one was full of orange and red molocules, most of it though, was taken up by bright yellow molocules, resembling acid. It zoomed out and millions more joined it, creating the blue print of a Xenomorph. An incredibly dangerous and ruthless alien. The predators were famous for hunting them and using their hides and skin as weapons and armour so they were resistant to the acidic blood that the aliens spat and seethed.
The second DNA strand was bright blue and red with flourescent green strands holding the molocules together, again, millions of others joined it to map out the external features of a Predator. Samus thought it might be one since she recognised the flourescent colour.
The last one, a lot thicker and stronger than the other two, was red. A lot brighter than human blood. Samus already knew what it was, she just had to see the picture to prove it...Like the others, millions more of the same strand joined with it to create a generated map of an organism. A Chozo. Samus sat forward in her chair. The image was of a Chozo warlord. A special Chozo bred for war, heavier and more largely built then other Chozo. Also alot bigger.
The three transparent creatures began rotating and filling in, with Phazon. After they were completely full, they stopped rotating and the phazon thinned out into the outline of all three life forms features. The predator began to get bigger, much taller and stronger.
The Xenomorph began growing also, getting more muscle and another tail.
The Chozo however got bigger than the other two put together. Its shoulders broadened out and its muscles grew to a massive size. It accquired razor sharp teeth concealed away when its beak was closed. Its legs grew, making it taller than the other aliens. It was the first Chozo Samus had ever seen with its legs in proportion to the rest of its body. Instead of being hunched over, it stood up straight with its chest out. Samus couldn't believe what she was seeing...
"How did you create this? You must've gotten some basis of informtaion," Samus was angry but controlling her temper, she was also saddened by the Chozo's deformation.
"We didn't create this Samus, it was taken," Summers looked back at the screen, shaking his head.
"Taken from where?" Samus was beginning to lose control of her temper, something she'd never done since her parents died...
"From Space Pirate lab 869- Gamma. On Arius..." The Captain sighed. Arius was a planet that was once ruled by the Chozo. It fell to Space Pirate control a little while after Samus was taken to Zebes.
"I don't understand, why would space pirates do this? I thought they'd given up on Phazon infusing experiments. This is confusing, why these three species in particular?" Samus was breathing rapidly, mainly because of her anger, boiling away under the surface. She also was lead to believe that the Chozo had died out after she'd left them, why wasn't she informed? Of all people she should of known first. Why didn't she?
"No Samus, when you raided the labs Hydra and Aether on Tallon IV, you destroyed their plans to infuse space pirates. After the way the elites and Omega pirate reacted to the Phazon, the insanity and violence toward their creators, the space pirates had to take their research back to stage one. Hosting. The space pirate's genetic signature...."
Summers tapped his datapad and a space pirate DNA strand appeared.
"....as you can see, is very weak and can be manipulated easily,"
the strand congregated with other ones , and became a pirate. The Phazon began filling it. The outline became red and increasingly dangerous, an overload sign appeared on the screen. The Phazon was causing insanity and taking over the freewill that they had once possesed
"and obviously they just weren't creating strong enough legions. The reason they have chosen these three particular speices to meddle with is beyond me. But the reason the data roms we discovered were, in my opinion, terrible reasons. Smart ones, but terrible towards other species. And I feel that if they succeed in the plans they have, they will in due time be able once again to dominate a planet in days, maybe hours,"
Samus went over to the screen and kicked the CAD drive, the carbo-disc flew out and she caught it, slotting it into the scan-data processor on her helmet. Everything she had just seen was uploaded to her memory banks and she threw the disc on to the floor. She clenched her fist and walked quickly to the turbo lift.
"Samus, you can't just walk out of here. I won't let you go on a renegade and waste months of GFP surveillance work!" Samus kept walking. Summers reached for the security lockdown system for his office and pushed it. A thick metal plate came down over the turbo lift. Samus kept walking. She aimed her arm cannon at the plating and fired a missile into it. The blast panel flew right off and destroyed the captains desk. Samus pried open the lift doors and grabbed the energy slots that operated the lifts "Watch me," and with that, she leapt down the shaft. She smashed through the roof of the lift at the bottom and ran out onto the bridge.
Soon she had made her way to the confrence rooms. One more level and she'd be at the hangar, ready to fly.
"There she is!" Samus turned around. A squad of GFP soldiers were pursuing her with ambience rifles. She ran towards the stairs and leapt forward in a dive. She changed to morph-ball and landed on the parallel railings in the middle of the stairway. She sparked and rolled her way down. Frictionating against the metal. She reached the bottom where it curved up. She shot up into the air and changed back, landing crouched a few metres infront of the stairs. She turned her head to look behind her. No soldiers in sight.
She heard a faint clanking every two seconds or so, getting louder, and the intervals closer. A forge grenade had been thrown down after her. She could see it heading straight for her. It shined brightly, showing samus her own reflection in the casing.
EXPLOSION
Metal flanks from the floor panels and grenade shards shattered and pounded the Varia suit. The full force of the grenade hit samus in the head. She flew backwards, somersaulting unevenly through the air, spinning out of control. She twisted and turned, shooting through the atmosphere. She crashed into a control door, piercing through it and into the control room. She landed on a computer, bashing it in and setting off electrical charges through her suit.
Charge Beam, offline
Grapple Beam, offline
Varia Suit malfunction
These weren't the exact words Samus wanted to hear from Anna right now, but the situation was getting worse. Her Varia suit dissapeared, revealing the Power Suit, making Samus' feel a bit disorientated from the weight difference. She could hear the GFP soldiers trapesing down the hall after her. She got up off the computer deck she was embedded in.
The viewing window next to her showed her ship, in the docking bay below. It was surrounded by soldiers. She took a chance and stood back. Samus ran at the window, full tilt. She dove forward, smashing cleanly through the glass. She looked up whilst flying through the air. The GFP soldiers were turning around, ready to fire. She grabbed hold of her arm cannon and fired off power shots. They ripped through the air, ready to strike the soldiers individually.
One of the soldiers fired at the glowing sphere hurtling towards him, it exploded just meters from his face, causing the power cell to rupture and set off a small cellular explosion. "Fool" Samus thought to herself as she was about to land. The explosion took out allof the guards, and weakening the hunter's shields. Sparks were still flying off and congesting as Samus sped towards her ship. GFP soldiers were assembling themselves in the control room, aiming their plasma rifles out of the window she's smashed. She somersaulted to the top of her ship, landing directly on the portal hatch.
It span open and she descended into the hunter. The energy shield on the turbo lift rose up and she ran to her pilot seat.
"Anna, set a course of Arius," Samus pulled herself in to the control desk and took hold of the hunter's controls. She hovered on the ground for a few seconds. The GFP soldiers began firing at her.
Samus rotated the ship until she was directly facing them. The targetting controls beamed up onto the view-screen. She had various instruments around her to make her weapons more efficient for making sure their targets were infact destroyed.
Samus took the controls of the ship into her hands and aimed the phase cannons directly at the window. Plasma cells were being splashed all over Samus' view-screen. She homed in on them and fired two concussion missiles from the bottom of the phase cannons. She could see the grey streak of cloud behind them as they flew towards the control room the GFP's were firing out of.
One missile collided with the bottom of the pertruding window, shattering the thick glass and killing two of the soldiers. The second of the two projectiles was headed for the control room itself. The soldiers dived out of its path and landed on the floor. The missile carried on through the window, embedding itself into one of the super computers. The nose blew up inside the machine, setting off an EMP, destroying the marines rifles and vision. The GFP had always been foolish to rely on pulse to power their technology.
Samus watched as the missile continued its devistation. The entire room was bent and broken, all the soldiers had been blown to bits and dismembered. She deactivated the combat mode on her ship and returned to flight mode. Samus turned the ship until she faced the docking bay doors.
"Are the antigravity shields down Anna? 'Cos if they aren't we aren't going anywhere fast," Samus slowly flew the ship out of the bay hatch and was once again enveloped by the cold darkness of space.
Scans indicate that the shields were ruptured when the control room was destroyed, all main weaponary on this quadrant of the space station are offline, flight path clear and trajectory set.
"Good," Samus pushed forward on the control sticks and accelerated into the asteroid field.
The hunter span and twisted through the asteroids, missing them by meer inches. Samus was an exceptional pilot, and an excellent bounty hunter. A minute later and she was out of the field, mapping out the hyperspace course. She had to do it very accurately, the slightest wrong co-ordinate and she could shoot directly into a supernova. But Samus was known throughout the galaxy, notoriously, for living on the edge. She would plot her co-ordinates so dangerously close to stars and comet trajectories that no other ship would dare to follow her. She always made her own routes and paths to where she wanted to get. The scenic route would take up too much of needed time. Samus grapped the wave lever and pulled back on it. The stars infront of her stretched out and became one big tunnel.
She always hated travelling in hyperspace, it made space lose its mystery and wonder. Just turned it into one big highway. But as long as she got to where she was supposed to be, in the right time, she kept her complaints to herself.
She stretched out in her chair, and in the safety of her cockpit, she fell asleep.....
By Ballistic Phazonator 2004