Prologue-
WARNING: Suit Energy Low. Scanning for Suit Status now. Please stand by...
Complete. Various malfunctions detected in Gravity Suit Variation 1156-90033427-001A. Listing now. Please stand by...
Physical damage detected to Gravity Suit. Movement reduced to 55 of optimum. Attempting to repair movement servos.
Attempting to reactivate optics.
Failed. Reattempting.
Success. Reactivating Combat Visor. Updating Suit Status indicators.
WARNING: Life Support at 37 of optimum. Redirecting all internal repairs to Life Support.
WARNING: Extensive damage detected to Beam Cannon. Do not recommend further use until repairs can be completed...
Samus struggled to get to her hands and knees until she finally made it back to her feet, slowly reading through the messages her suit kept displaying on her visor, until it finally reactivated her Optics, which filtered out the usual blue tint the visor would create, allowing her to see everything normally again. As the Combat Visor rebooted itself, Samus checked her Suit's energy levels, then sighed. 67 energy remaining on her final energy tank. The orange words "Energy Low" blinked and pulsed slowly as a warning, disappearing and reappearing at a constant beat that was accompanied by a small alarm. Then the last words that her suit had displayed suddenly hit her. "Extensive damage detected to Beam Cannon." She dared a glance at her cannon, before she closed her eyes and sighed. Her Plasma Beam was sparking and in horrible shape. The usual pulsing red energy that looked similar to lava was pitch black as electricity jumped from one damaged place to the next. Smoke rose slowly from holes that had been blasted into her cannon; needless to say, she was hesitant to even think about shooting.
Finally finished evaluating the condition of her suit, and concluding that it wasn't good, she took a look around the place. She remembered that she was on a man-made space colony that had been built to look like an ecosystem instead of a large space station, and that she had followed a group of invading activists who were against the colony into a cave, where she had engaged them. Then, she remembered a bright flash and her ears ringing, then nothing. Whatever had caused that bright flash must have been something, and she really must have hit her head hard if it had caused her suit's computer to reboot itself.
Life support systems fully repaired, her suit displayed on her visor. Movement servos running at optimum efficiency. Scans conclude that beam cannon is not repairable by built-in repair systems, and requires manual maintenance to repair. 'Great,' she thought. 'There's another thing to add to my agenda. I better get some serious pay to cover these repairs...'
A small, blinking light drew Samus' attention, causing her to move towards the source to find out what it was, before bending down to look it over. It was a small, circular device with a very small, blinking blue light. She pressed a button on the side of her helmet, trying to switch to her Scan Visor, causing her HUD to flicker for a moment, fade, then reappear as the Combat Visor again. Confused, Samus tried once more, only to have the same effect. That was the last thing she needed: her Scan Visor to go out. She was left to her own resources, so she brought it closer to her helmet to inspect, until she recognized it immediately: A tracking device that was transmitting to whoever it was transmitting to. Someone knew she was here...
Samus instantly threw the tracking device to the ground, aimed her cannon, then tried to fire, only to have her cannon spark. She shook her head and tried once more, but the Plasma Beam only coughed, sputtered, let out a strange creaking noise, and then caused her entire Beam Cannon to explode, revealing the bare forearm armor Samus rarely saw on her right arm. She clenched and unclenched her fist, examining her forearm, until her view was crowded by another message coming from her Suit.
Catastrophic System Failure detected on the Beam Cannon. Power Beam, Wave Beam, Ice Beam, and Plasma Beam destroyed. Missile Launcher system and Super Missile subsystem destroyed. Combat efficiency reduced to 30. In a nutshell, "your gun doesn't work anymore." Still focused on what she was originally trying to do, Samus stamped on the tracking device, crushing it under her augmented strength, before returning to the problem at hand. She probably had a number of people coming towards her position already, none of which were friendly, she was sure, and she was practically weaponless. She could morph into the Morph Ball and drop a few Power Bombs, and a number of Morph Ball Bombs, but those were so easy to avoid, and required perfect execution to be effective. It was a new feeling to her, not having a weapon, but Samus was sure she could improvise and still be a deadly threat.
The number of orange dots that appeared on her radar suddenly changed her mind. A curtain of orange seemed to crowd the entire bottom section of her radar. The Bounty Hunter spun around in just enough time to hear a human voice shout "there she is!", and see a hail of bullets begin to rain down on her. A few struck into the defensive shield of her Gravity Suit as she dove to the side behind a group of stalagmites that had decided to grow next to each other, providing a makeshift wall. Samus cursed under her breath as she watched her energy reading drop to 45. Before long, her shield would be down and her suit would begin to take direct damage. Still listening to the firing guns behind her, Samus looked around for some kind of weapon she could use, only finding a few rocks nearby. She decided to take her chances. She gripped one of the rocks, jumped up, and threw the rock with all her might. Since the suit augmented her strength greatly, it was quite the bit of might. The rock slammed into the forehead of one of the activists, killing him instantly. Samus ducked again under her cover, a shot narrowly grazing one of her large shoulder pads. Her energy dropped to 44.
"Come out, Samus Aran!" their leader shouted. "You are under arrest for the murder of 13 of our men, and will face the consequences!" 'I was only doing my job,' Samus thought. She grabbed another rock, and popped up once more, killing another before being forced to hide from the hail of bullets. 41 energy left...
"You'll have to come get me, as I've got a fair number of credits riding on the success of this mission!" Samus shouted back. She noted that her external intercom had been damaged as well, but she was still easily understood. Another rock, another throw, another kill. She took a quick count as to how many she was against, and saw another 12 men standing with automatic rifles all pointing at her position. She ducked down again, this time avoiding damage. She reached for another rock, but found nothing. She was once again out of ammunition. 'Fine,' she decided. 'It's time for a little improvisation.' With a mere thought, Samus curled up into the small Morph Ball, about as big across as it was from the floor to her knees while standing, and waited for only a second before dropping a Power Bomb. The energy bomb detonated with tremendous force before causing a dome of explosive power to slowly grow and envelop everything nearby. The blast destroyed Samus' cover, but also killed all but three men who were against her. Before the bomb even disappated, Samus had unrolled herself and dashed right at one of the men, slamming her right hand into his jaw. The force of the blow instantly broke his jaw and knocked him out. She turned and faced the leader to notice he had his gun pointed right at her. She instantly grabbed a hold of the gun and twisted, hearing a sickening crack as every finger in his hand broke with the twist. Now with the gun in her hands, Samus pointed it and fired at the last man, hitting him in the shoulder, allowing him to live. She pushed past the leader and ran outside the cave, before dialing for her ship. Well, she tried, anyway, before noticing that her wrist computer that was normally built into her cannon was missing.
"There she is!" another rebel group shouted. The Hunter had suddenly become the Hunted. Samus hoped and prayed that her Speed Booster still worked, then began running in the opposite direction of the Rebels. She continued to run, watching the rebels slowly fall back, until she felt her suit begin to match Samus' running speed, until it began to move its legs faster than she was, literally forcing her legs to run much faster than she normally did. Before long, she was running at top speed with the soft hum of her Speed Booster resonating in her Suit. Then, not too much long afterward, she caught sight of her ship waiting in the distance. She was home free.
"This is nuts!" the engineer shouted, staring at Samus' Gravity Suit that was being stored in a cryogenic tube-esque container. "I mean, look at your suit! External speaker damaged, Scan Visor fried, actual damage to the suit itself, and your arm cannon destroyed? Do you want to hear the diagnostics?"
"I guess I better, if I have any want to get these repairs done," Samus put simply, folding her arms across her chest. She was sitting in one of the chairs in the room in her black vest and shorts that she relaxed in, her long, blone hair pulled into a tight ponytail.
"Well, let's start with the worst. Ms. Aran, I'm afraid to tell you that the only thing that really works on this suit is the defensive barrier. The Gravitational Field the suit used to generate when underwater doesn't work, your Morph Ball was even damaged during the last fight you were in, your Grapple Beam is in three separate pieces, your Jump Augmenting thrusters and your secondary thrusters for mid-air jumps have been destroyed beyond repair... in a nutshell, your Suit has no purpose but defense and looking pretty, and it can do hardly even that, for that matter."
"What of the heatshield? I upgraded that from a Varia Suit," Samus reminded the doctor.
"I'm afraid that even that doesn't work anymore."
"Then what does!?"
"Nothing," the doctor put pretty simply. "You don't even have your Power Beam. I hesitate to say it, but it's of my professional opinion that this suit is unrepairable. I'd go into looking for a new one, but we haven't even had the chance to build anything like this. Our labs have successfully built a Chozo Power Suit with a Power Beam and Morph Ball, but after that, every time we try to create a suit such as the Varia Suit, Gravity Suit, or even that incredible Phazon Suit you sent data on... they just don't work. This Power Suit, even, is far from perfection and requires more work, but we could probably give it to you. What better mechanic than the person who's been using it for who-knows-how-long?" The engineer slightly chuckled and walked out, leaving Samus to sit and stare at her severely damaged Gravity Suit.
That's the second time I've had my suit destoyed, Samus thought to herself. First on Zebes because of those freaking Space Pirates, and now here, against rebels. She stood up and sighed, before walking out, pausing at the door to take one last look at the equipment that had saved her life time and time again. Those rebels were going to regret this...