Bronlux jerked in surprise.
"I SAID DON'T MOVE!" the pirate seemed slightly fearful of him. Was this the one that had single-handedly destroyed all 3 of their ships? And now the hunter was coming? He had overheard it all, and he didn't like it at all. The pirate made an attempt at regaining his confidence.
"if you don't drop that weapon right now these claws will blast that visor of yours into a fine paste."
Bronlux dropped the pistol.
"I want you to call back whoever you just called, and tell them to contact the hunter. Tell them to tell her not to come here."
Bronlux hesitated. Inside his behind his visor a sweat drop trickled down beside his eye.
"I SAID DO IT!" the pirate crawed at him angrily.
Bronlux had to stall him or get rid of him somehow. The idea suddenly came to him. The pirate couldn't kill him, they needed him to cancel Samus' arriving.
"pirate," Bronlux said, "do you know all of the features of a federation helmet?"
"SHUT UP AND CALL THEM BACK NOW!" the pirate shouted again. His nerves were being badly frayed as the conversation went on.
"the helmets have all these handy things like scan visor, armour plating etcetera, but one of the handiest features is-"
"-SHUT UP!"
"-helmet mounted torchlights." Suddenly Bronlux's helmet lights flicked on and 2 blinding lights shone straight into the pirates face. Out of instinct, the pirate started charging up an attack in his claws. Bronlux grabbed the pirates claws and aimed them at its own face.
BLAM!
The pirates own claw lasers blasted off its own head.
Bronlux sighed another sigh of relief. It was all over. Now all he had to do was sit here and wait until Samus arrived to kill all the other space pirates. He picked up his pistol and leaned against the wall of the armoury, waiting in case of attack. The days events had taken their toll on him, and he was beginning to feel sleepy…
He awoke with a gasp and cursed himself for falling asleep again. He kept a watchful eye on the only entrance and exit to the room until he saw a shadow flit past. It easily could have been Samus, but just as easily could have been a space pirate. He hugged the wall and took out his pistol. More shadows danced across the hall outside. All the space pirates in the base must have been outside. Suddenly the shadows stopped and the space pirates started talking in their own language.
A bead of sweat again dripped down Bronluxs' cheek. He nearly yelped in fear when he saw one of the shadows pointing in the direction of the room he was in. this was it, endgame for him. The space pirates flooded into the room.
"drop your weapons, human." Said the leader, sounding almost bored. In truth, he was more disappointed that the plan, that he himself had conceived, hadn't worked out all that well. He had been very proud of it, though most of the other space pirates seemed indifferent to it.
Bronlux dropped the pistol. Funny how he'd shot down 3 space pirate ships and foiled an attempt to take over the entire base without once firing his pistol. But now here he was, surrounded by space pirates, about to die.
"GET DOWN!" one of the space pirates suddenly yelled. He was pointing at something approaching fast from the right. Bronlux didn't even bother looking, he just wanted to take advantage of the confusion and pick up his pistol. He kneeled down and grabbed the handle.
Too late.