While walking up the hall, Samus felt the prescence of somebody behind her. Indeed there was. A girl about half Samus' size wearing a drab, gray, tattered dress a black bow-tie in her hair. "He's waiting for you." The girl said in a whispery voice. Samus turned around, but saw nothing, as though the girl were never there. Samus turned around saw some equally drab children wearing clothing that seemed to be the trend of the 1930s. They all stared at Samus. Then, they sung.
"When you're scared just count to 10, you will feel all good again." They sung, similar to the way it was sung in the ads for the Boogeyman movie (A/N:That movie is where I got the idea for this fic.). Then, they all shrieked like banshees at her with glowing evil eyes. They then started walking towards Samus in a zombie-like fashion. The noise attracted Mrs. Harshon.
"What was that?" She asked, she then got a glimpse of the demonic children got a look of absolute horror. "OH MY GOODNESS!" She shouted "WHAT ARE THOSE?"
"I'll find out soon." Samus said. She switched to her scanner targeted the children with it. In moments, a file on them appeared on her visor. It read as follows.
Possessed children.:Life form appears to be various juvenile human. However, an unknown life force has been located in the body. Children's vital systems appear to be fully functional, must avoid applying large amounts of physical damage to the body. Simple plasma shot may be able to stun children temporarily for 1 minute due to energy disturbance.
The document disappeared from Samus' visor into her logbook. She looked at the children pointed her blaster at the children.
"Miss Aran, stop!" Mrs. Harshon shouted, pulling her blaster away. "They're just children." Samus pulled her blaster back.
"Trust me." Samus said. "I know what I'm doing." Samus shot a child once it stopped moving. "Aha." Samus said. "That should hold them for a while." Samus saw another child come at her, snarling she shot her with a plasma blast, freezing her. Eventually, all of the children are frozen. Just then, the room grew cold. Mrs. Harshon shivered.
"Brr." She said. "Ms. Aran, do you feel a drop in temperatures?"
"No." Samus said. "My suit has a self-heating mechanism, allowing me to be able to go into any temperature feel comfortable."
"Wow, I wish I had that." Mrs. Harshon, then she noticed something. "Look, those children." She said. Samus looked at the children they both watched as they were all engulfed in a huge black tornado, which begun to rise into the ceiling.
"You will never free these naughty children." A deep male rumbling voice said the tornado vanished into the ceiling. Both Samus Mrs. Harshon looked up at the ceiling for a long while, before 1 of them finally responded.
"What do you make of that, Ms. Aran?" Mrs. Harshon asked.
"Nothing good, I can tell you that." Samus said. "Something tells me your son is in grave danger. I must follow whatever those children were engulfed by immediately. with that, the women ran up the stairs.