Sorry it took me a while to get this chapter out: Crazy weekend! It's kind of short, sorry. All characters are original except for Samus! I've stopped using the asterisk for time breaks and I'm now using X (For my own convenience)
Pix, the chozo are an entire race of 'alien birds'. Toré is one of them. And I plan to stretch out this whole tense moment as looooong as I can. Mwahaha! I am evil!
Enough of this: On with the chapter!
Dread
"Have you seen Samus?" Toré asked, worried out of his mind. He had been searching for her all day, and he was now questioning the children leaving school. They all shook their heads no, and none of them seemed to have any idea where she might have gone.
Toré had already checked the shooting range, Samus' favorite spot to hang out after school. He had looked near the fountain, in the temple, and all over the school grounds. She didn't seem to be anywhere.
Just then, a young chozo ran up to Toré. "Uh, sir?" He said, a bit of nervousness in his voice, "I think you should come take a look at this."
"What? What is it?" Toré pleaded, fear catching in his throat. The worst thing in the world that could happen would be if Samus were to get hurt.
The young chozo lead Toré away from Chozodia's center and towards the Cliffs. Toré felt utter dread well up inside of him: The Cliffs of Chozodia were dangerous. What if she had fallen? What if she had been attacked by a wild animal? What if she had decided to go adventuring, and was now lost?
The young chozo pointed out what he had seen. There, on the ground was the awkward shape of a human footprint: It matched the specially-crafted shoe that had been made for Samus when they realized that a chozo shoe would not fit her foot structure. This had to have been the way Samus had come.
Toré felt his heart sink. "No…" He managed to whisper.
-X-
The creatures dragged Samus down the hall to another room, whose door opened with a code punched into a keypad next to it. The door slid open and Samus hesitantly looked inside.
The room was bare, with the exception of numerous locked cabinets along the walls, and one large steel table in the center of the room. The room was mostly monochromatic silver, with green glowing keypads next to each cabinet, presumably used to enter a password to unlock them. It looked terribly dull, but something about it repulsed Samus. For some unforeseen reason, she was horrified of the room.
The creatures unforgivingly dragged Samus to the table and hurled her upon it. She was now filled with animal-like instinct, and began to fight frantically, but she could do nothing. She was sprawled on her back, lying on the table. She was pinned down by the two strongest creatures while the third tied her arms and legs to the table.
The bonds were tight, and after they were tied around her wrists and ankles, the two burly creatures let go of her. There were large, nasty wounds where their claws had dug into her. They strapped her waist to the table to prevent her from wiggling, and then ran another strap across her forehead to keep her head from moving.
Samus felt terrifyingly claustrophobic, and was desperately trying to move, but to no avail. She was bound quickly and skillfully, and there was nothing she could do about it.
The creatures seemed to be conversing about something, and then one of them opened a cabinet and produced a large hypodermic needle. Samus was not normally afraid of needles, but this one seemed to strike terror into her heart like she had never felt before. Somehow she knew that whatever was in that needle was not pleasant.
The one with the needle approached Samus, and she tried to wriggle free. The world seemed to be moving in slow motion. Samus watched the needle inch closer and closer to the soft, tender flesh on her face. Her eyes widened with fear as the creature prepared to inject it into her forehead. She winced as she began to feel the prick of the needle touching her skin.