The hydraulic lifts on the purple ships landing gear hissed beneath
the weight of its load, blowing a thick mist of steam into the surrounding
docking bay as the twin nuclear turbine engines whined down to a halt.
Once settled, a hatch opened beneath the ship and a yellow light flooded
the small circle of floor beneath it. A small platform lowered the two
occupants of the ship to the ground. As the duo walked forward, their
metallic armor clanked on the floor's metal grates, the echoes bouncing off
the walls to greet them again and again until they faded into the air.
LCpl, Lance Corporal, Morris held his laser rifle steady, awaiting the order to fire on their newly arrived visitors. Both beings were enshrouded in full body armor, each one of their right arms was equipped with an arm cannon, a model the LCpl was unfamiliar with. There was no hint to identity behind the green tinted visors, but identity would not be necessary, Morris thought to himself. He knew that the being in the orange suit of armor was the legendary Samus Aran, one of the most feared bounty hunters his time had ever seen. The other being in the blue and yellow armor was unfamiliar to him. It was dressed in a more modern and very slender suit, a more form fitting and lighter looking version of what its partner was wearing. As far as Morris knew, Samus Aran was a lone bounty hunter, never to fight alongside another until just recently when rumors had it that the legend had died. The rumors he had heard were obviously not true as the bounty hunter was now standing before him, standing poised as if ready for action, waiting for someone to fire a single shot before she would make her first move.
The man with the hairline mustache and low cropping of dusty brown hair held his position. His hazel eyes locked on the two in front of him; no sign of fear or hesitation reflected in his stone-faced, stern look. His uniform was creased in all the right places, his many medals reflecting the overhead lights while his polished, high gloss boots shine radiantly on the floor. The man's posture was straight and rigid, a sign of strong discipline, demanding respect of those who would stand before him. The major, indicated by the emblems on his shoulders, pointed at the bounty hunters' arm canons.
"Disarmed and checked please", the gruff voice demanded. Both bounty hunters disarmed and removed their arm canons as they were told. "LCpl Morris?"
Morris brought his firearm to his side and quickly marched to his officer's position before standing at attention and presenting a perfect salute, "YES SIR."
"Remove these weapons to the armory."
"YES SIR", LCpl Morris answered. He turned and approached the legend in the armor and extended his hand in acceptance of the weapons.
......
Samus handed the two arm canons over to the LCpl; his arm slightly trembling. His pale face and cautious eyes easily reflected his slight tinge of fear. He quickly stepped back and disappeared through a nearby door. The congregation of officers aimed their laser rifles at the two of them. "It seems you have the upper hand here Major", Samus directed toward the slender commanding officer. She walked a little bit closer and the mass of trigger-happy officers shifted their positions, following her closely in their sites.
"That's far enough Samus Aran", the Major said abruptly, stopping the bounty hunter in her tracks. Lana remained in her position, waiting patiently for the cautious standoff to end. "My name is Major Bradley Thomas and I am the second in command of this station. Let me first start off by saying that your presence is not welcome."
"I couldn't tell...honestly", Samus said waving her hand sarcastically at the surrounding firing squad.
"What are you doing here?" The major asked, his patience waning fast.
"We're looking for some information in regards to a transmission sent from Atlass286. It was the last known transmission from the station and we are hoping that the communication contains some clue as to what happened and where our suspect disappeared to," Samus explained.
"We will only be here long enough to rest up and then we will be out of your hair. We don't wish to impose any longer then we have to", Lana added.
"And who the hell are you?"
"This is my daughter, Lana Aran", Samus said.
"No worries Mrs. Aran, as you will not be imposing on us. Actually, though I may not welcome you here, I do extend an invitation...to the brig", he said spreading an evil smile across his face.
"Excuse me? Under what charges?" Lana blurted out harshly.
"Why the useless manslaughter on Atlass286. I must admit though, it's quite a job blaming such a massacre on a being that doesn't even exist. When you transmitted the video of the suspect to us, and now that I see you have many types of suits", he pointed to Lana, "it's obvious that you are trying for a bounty that in reality is for your own head. Why you could shove any helpless victim into a suit and say they are a cold blooded murderer, but it takes a heartless freak like yourselves to think up such a crazy story and have other people actually believe it."
"THAT'S ABSURD", Lana yelled pulling off her helmet, "We would never kill anyone just because they existed." Lana took a step forward.
"Hold it right there Aran", he replied, stopping Lana in her tracks, "I wouldn't want you to be shot in self-defense now would we? Take them away and have those suits removed and locked up for evidence."
The crowd of Federation officer's detained the two bounty hunters. Lana tried to struggle some, as she didn't want to go down without a fight. "Lana! Stop it! Just co-operate", Samus yelled over to Lana. Lana's eyes dropped in disappointment and she allowed the officers to handcuff her and take her away.
......
After a quick interrogation, which led nowhere, and a change of clothes, the Arans found themselves locked up in a room. Lana walked over to the SA-X sitting on one of the two beds in the small room, and sat beside it. "What are they going to do with us?" Lana asked.
"They'll probably throw us on the next Federation transport heading for headquarters and try us there. We will be found guilty and then sentenced to either, life in prison or more then likely death."
"And we are just going to sit around and let this happen?" Lana glared at the SA-X before getting up and walking over to small port window and looking out to the stars.
"I personally don't plan on staying around much longer period", Samus said spreading a huge grin across her face. She reached under the bed and pulled out a small stick. "I was able to sneak this from the guy taking our armor to the armory." The small stick was really a sword that Samus had come across by way of her then, soon to be, husband, Houston Armstrong.
"Well then what are sitting around waiting for? What do you plan on doing?"
"Just watch and learn my dear Lana", Samus said, winking at the young bounty hunter. "With these old federation locks, if you place a piece of metal in between the door and the lock at just the right spot, you can short the locking mechanism," Samus began. She walked over to the door and extended the sword. With a quick swipe down the crack between the door and the wall, a slight crackle was heard before the red light on the lock turned green, "Like so!" Samus said, then directing Lana to stand on the other side of the door. The door opened with a swish, and slid into the wall.
"What the hell is going on down there?" The guard on duty asked, walking swiftly down the corridor. "How the hell did this open?" He asked as he approached the open door. He cautiously peeked his head into the cell to ensure that its habitants were still present. He was shocked to see only the legendary bounty hunter lying on the bed. "Where's your partner?" He asked walking into the room. Lana, crouching low in the corner, jumped behind him and pistol-whipped the guard with Samus' sword.
"And that's how you break out of a 20th Century Galactic Federation prison cell. Any questions?"
Lana gave a slight giggle and the two crept out into the hallway of the brig.
LCpl, Lance Corporal, Morris held his laser rifle steady, awaiting the order to fire on their newly arrived visitors. Both beings were enshrouded in full body armor, each one of their right arms was equipped with an arm cannon, a model the LCpl was unfamiliar with. There was no hint to identity behind the green tinted visors, but identity would not be necessary, Morris thought to himself. He knew that the being in the orange suit of armor was the legendary Samus Aran, one of the most feared bounty hunters his time had ever seen. The other being in the blue and yellow armor was unfamiliar to him. It was dressed in a more modern and very slender suit, a more form fitting and lighter looking version of what its partner was wearing. As far as Morris knew, Samus Aran was a lone bounty hunter, never to fight alongside another until just recently when rumors had it that the legend had died. The rumors he had heard were obviously not true as the bounty hunter was now standing before him, standing poised as if ready for action, waiting for someone to fire a single shot before she would make her first move.
The man with the hairline mustache and low cropping of dusty brown hair held his position. His hazel eyes locked on the two in front of him; no sign of fear or hesitation reflected in his stone-faced, stern look. His uniform was creased in all the right places, his many medals reflecting the overhead lights while his polished, high gloss boots shine radiantly on the floor. The man's posture was straight and rigid, a sign of strong discipline, demanding respect of those who would stand before him. The major, indicated by the emblems on his shoulders, pointed at the bounty hunters' arm canons.
"Disarmed and checked please", the gruff voice demanded. Both bounty hunters disarmed and removed their arm canons as they were told. "LCpl Morris?"
Morris brought his firearm to his side and quickly marched to his officer's position before standing at attention and presenting a perfect salute, "YES SIR."
"Remove these weapons to the armory."
"YES SIR", LCpl Morris answered. He turned and approached the legend in the armor and extended his hand in acceptance of the weapons.
......
Samus handed the two arm canons over to the LCpl; his arm slightly trembling. His pale face and cautious eyes easily reflected his slight tinge of fear. He quickly stepped back and disappeared through a nearby door. The congregation of officers aimed their laser rifles at the two of them. "It seems you have the upper hand here Major", Samus directed toward the slender commanding officer. She walked a little bit closer and the mass of trigger-happy officers shifted their positions, following her closely in their sites.
"That's far enough Samus Aran", the Major said abruptly, stopping the bounty hunter in her tracks. Lana remained in her position, waiting patiently for the cautious standoff to end. "My name is Major Bradley Thomas and I am the second in command of this station. Let me first start off by saying that your presence is not welcome."
"I couldn't tell...honestly", Samus said waving her hand sarcastically at the surrounding firing squad.
"What are you doing here?" The major asked, his patience waning fast.
"We're looking for some information in regards to a transmission sent from Atlass286. It was the last known transmission from the station and we are hoping that the communication contains some clue as to what happened and where our suspect disappeared to," Samus explained.
"We will only be here long enough to rest up and then we will be out of your hair. We don't wish to impose any longer then we have to", Lana added.
"And who the hell are you?"
"This is my daughter, Lana Aran", Samus said.
"No worries Mrs. Aran, as you will not be imposing on us. Actually, though I may not welcome you here, I do extend an invitation...to the brig", he said spreading an evil smile across his face.
"Excuse me? Under what charges?" Lana blurted out harshly.
"Why the useless manslaughter on Atlass286. I must admit though, it's quite a job blaming such a massacre on a being that doesn't even exist. When you transmitted the video of the suspect to us, and now that I see you have many types of suits", he pointed to Lana, "it's obvious that you are trying for a bounty that in reality is for your own head. Why you could shove any helpless victim into a suit and say they are a cold blooded murderer, but it takes a heartless freak like yourselves to think up such a crazy story and have other people actually believe it."
"THAT'S ABSURD", Lana yelled pulling off her helmet, "We would never kill anyone just because they existed." Lana took a step forward.
"Hold it right there Aran", he replied, stopping Lana in her tracks, "I wouldn't want you to be shot in self-defense now would we? Take them away and have those suits removed and locked up for evidence."
The crowd of Federation officer's detained the two bounty hunters. Lana tried to struggle some, as she didn't want to go down without a fight. "Lana! Stop it! Just co-operate", Samus yelled over to Lana. Lana's eyes dropped in disappointment and she allowed the officers to handcuff her and take her away.
......
After a quick interrogation, which led nowhere, and a change of clothes, the Arans found themselves locked up in a room. Lana walked over to the SA-X sitting on one of the two beds in the small room, and sat beside it. "What are they going to do with us?" Lana asked.
"They'll probably throw us on the next Federation transport heading for headquarters and try us there. We will be found guilty and then sentenced to either, life in prison or more then likely death."
"And we are just going to sit around and let this happen?" Lana glared at the SA-X before getting up and walking over to small port window and looking out to the stars.
"I personally don't plan on staying around much longer period", Samus said spreading a huge grin across her face. She reached under the bed and pulled out a small stick. "I was able to sneak this from the guy taking our armor to the armory." The small stick was really a sword that Samus had come across by way of her then, soon to be, husband, Houston Armstrong.
"Well then what are sitting around waiting for? What do you plan on doing?"
"Just watch and learn my dear Lana", Samus said, winking at the young bounty hunter. "With these old federation locks, if you place a piece of metal in between the door and the lock at just the right spot, you can short the locking mechanism," Samus began. She walked over to the door and extended the sword. With a quick swipe down the crack between the door and the wall, a slight crackle was heard before the red light on the lock turned green, "Like so!" Samus said, then directing Lana to stand on the other side of the door. The door opened with a swish, and slid into the wall.
"What the hell is going on down there?" The guard on duty asked, walking swiftly down the corridor. "How the hell did this open?" He asked as he approached the open door. He cautiously peeked his head into the cell to ensure that its habitants were still present. He was shocked to see only the legendary bounty hunter lying on the bed. "Where's your partner?" He asked walking into the room. Lana, crouching low in the corner, jumped behind him and pistol-whipped the guard with Samus' sword.
"And that's how you break out of a 20th Century Galactic Federation prison cell. Any questions?"
Lana gave a slight giggle and the two crept out into the hallway of the brig.