Heya! I haven't written in FOREVER!!! Anyway, just read it.
"Where are we going?" Ghor asked as we rode on. We were all tumbling and trying to get ourselves seated, but since we were going so fast, it was difficult.
"The Galactic Federation Kalandor Region," Samus responded, jostling around with the ship. She almost screamed it. I could tell she was stressed. "All of those Pirates won't know what hit them."
"How far is it?!" U-Mos groaned, thought it wasn't a groan, it was more like a softened scream of pure pain.
"Just a few galaxies-"
"A FEW?!" he shouted, twisting around and grunting. Samus jumped. "How long is that going to take?!"
"Not too long, just be patient, U-Mos. Aren't you strong?"
"Not as strong as I *urk* used to be!" he tried not to bellow this time as he tightened his arms around his knees while curling himself into a tight ball.
"Why are you all rolled up?" Dray asked, staring at him.
His gaze was like a glare, though he didn't intend it to be so mean. "It helps keep the Phazon at bay." He winced. "Somewhat."
I put my hand on his glowing shoulder. "Hang in there, U-Mos. You're doing great." I grinned at him, despite the tingling sensation that attacked my fingertips.
He gave me a feeble smile, closing his eyes and firmed his coil around his radiating body. I thought I heard him moan slightly. "How much time has elapsed?" he croaked, afterward coughing Phazon haze.
"About two minutes. Don't worry, we're just about here-" Samus cut herself off as she stared out of the window. "Wow."
All of us perked up. "What?" I got on my knees and peeked around the chair. "Whoa."
The space ground was riddled here and there with various ship parts of different kind and rank. Many of them were sparking or leaking fuel, while others drifted and eventually collided. I noticed that a single, large Space Pirate vessel was intact and advancing towards the only remaining GFED flagship, the G.F.S. Olympus. Bodies of both Space Pirate and human were floating dead, and rivers of blood hung around.
"So it's true," Samus mumbled, unfazed by this sight. "The Galactic Federation has been ousted. Hmm..." She made a pondering face. "I suppose we'll just have to overthrow the overthrowing, huh guys?"
We all nodded. "But... how exactly are we going to do that?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.
"We have a secret weapon." Samus motioned back to U-Mos as he slapped down a Phazon tendril that had escaped his abdomen wound.
Each of us looked at him. "What is everybody staring at?" he said uncomfortably.
Static crackle caught our attention. We all turned towards the speakers, hearing a very gruff, desperate voice. "Hello? Is anybody there? If you are, please! Help me! This is Admiral Castor Dane, I'm trapped on the G.F.S. Olympus, Kalandor Region. I can't remember the darn coordinate, but I'm on the third floor, in one of the ship repair wards. The Galactic Federation's been taken over by Space Pirates, the rest of Olympus's crew is dead. Aurora Unit 242 has gone into hibernation and won't respond to anything I say. The Pirate vessel is approaching, ah dang it they're boarding!! Help! Help!"
He continued to panic on, but Samus flicked off the station. She placed her hand on the scanner and the ship lurched forward suddenly. "What are we doing?" I asked above the strangely loud roar of the engine.
"'Change of plans, everyone. We're going to save Dane," she replied. "Then we're going to show these Space Pirates we mean business."
"How?" Dray wondered stupidly.
Samus turned and glanced at U-Mos. "I figure that since you're a Leviathan Seed, you might as well show them what you can do?" She smiled. "Those dumb Pirates shouldn't be playing with Phazon."
U-Mos stared at his glowing hands, then balled them into fists. "Let's do it. I must have revenge for them placing this horrid thing into me."
"That's the spirit!!" Samus whooped, pulling down a lever to her left. The rockets in the back of the ship lit up, and we were sent shooting through space. Out the windshield, the G.F.S. Olympus grew closer. But, also the Pirate monster of a ship.
After a few minutes, we were gliding smoothly, that is, until the lights overhead flashed scarlet. Samus quickly jerked towards the map, cursing under her breath. "Crap!" She fumbled with more Chozo marked buttons.
"What's wrong?" Ghor worried, holding onto Dray's shoulder. She had thrown her arms around him right when the cockpit had flushed red. U-Mos was tense, and I was gripping the edge of Samus's seat.
"The Pirates are targeting us... They're gonna shoot!!" she nearly shouted the last sentence as we jerked to the side violently.
All of us in the back landed on Dray in a crumpled heap. "Gu-guys.... Get off!!!" she stuttered beneath my neck armor. U-Mos was on top of me, and Ghor was sprawled under my chest. Dray flailed her arms and was smacking my face. "You all weigh about... a ton!!"
"Stay with me, guys, come on..." Samus muttered, twisting the ship to the other direction in extreme evasive maneuvers. Like Jell-O, the four of us were thrown to the opposite wall, but this time everyone landed on U-Mos.
"Aauugghh!!" he screamed, squirming below me. A searing sound came after his bellow. "Errmmm..."
I twitched, feeling something cold creeping up my thigh. I looked back at the Phazon that was coating my muscle. "Aahh!! Get it off!!" I cried, swatting at it, though it would make no difference.
"No! Rundas!! Stop!! If you harm it the poison will only take you sooner," U-Mos cautioned, catching my wrist with his tight grip. I was shaking, watching the Phazon crawl its way towards the rest of my body. "I know what it can do-" he cut off when Samus turned the ship once more, and we were each catapulted upward and cracked our heads on the ceiling. "Arrghh!!!"
We came down after that concussive thump, rubbing our scalps. I noticed Dray's was leaking her neon indigo blood, and that one of her spiked, purple pieces of hair was snapped in half. She was baring her teeth. "Gosh, Samus!! I'm getting beat up by your stupid driving, not Space Pirates!!" Ghor immediately began to tend her wound.
I looked at U-Mos as he moaned, hands on his face, keeping his eyes hidden. He wasn't fast enough to conceal the Phazon tears that were coming from them. I felt sorrow, and patted his forearm. "You're gonna make it, U-Mos. You're the strongest guy I've met, so far."
He exhaled, lowering his fingers and dropping them in his lap. "Thank you," was all he would say.
A bright light consumed the cockpit, electric green and insanely hot. I blinked against it, as did everyone else. "I can't see!!" Samus shrieked, blindingly trying to drive the fighter. "Where are we--"
It was then that the Pirate's locking had fully caught us, and once we were in their line of fire, shot a beam at us head on. It seemed to happen in slow motion: Slowly the windshield split in half, then Samus dove to Dray and Ghor's side of the ship to evade it. Then the chair, the floor and ceiling were broken into shards, and Samus's vessel was cut in two.
U-Mos and I in one half, and Samus, Dray, and Ghor in the other.
The two of us were sent flying wildly into the G.F.S. Olympus's docking bays. There was a shrieking blast. We landed with screeches of metal and smoke that could have blocked out the sun. It was a rough landing, the crashes booming and the steel the ship was crafted from sparking and breaking.
After a moment of composing myself from colliding with the hanger floor, I sat up. The place was desolate, with a large metal covering at the mouth of the bay. Only a single hole was in it, and that's where we came in. Nobody else was in here. It was dark, except for the light filtering in from the gap in the cover, and some overhead lights shining bluntly down on us. Destroyed space ships and bodies dotted the area.
I looked down at U-Mos, who was also a source of light. He was just waking up from probably being shortly knocked out. "Uh... what happened?"
"We got separated from the others..." I replied, getting to my feet. "I have no idea where they are."
"We're.... not together?"
"No."
What were we going to do?