A raspy voice broadcasts:
"Tabula I to base... We have gained a visual on the Hibernian tanker. A hunter-class gunship has docked on it's starboard. Both Tabulas will commence docking sequence on port-side. Fifty troops are planned to enter the ship, more will be provided if needed. Samus has quarantined all passages to the engine rooms from the docking bay. Troops will go no further."
Two G.F. Troopers clad in blue metal began to chat:
"We brought too many troops, I could be back at head-quarters right now."
"At least we don't have to sit on the ship... Maybe we'll see some action. Do you know whats on that tanker? Do you even know why we set up blockade? Why all those Hibernians needed rescue?
"Of course I know, the planet needed to be evacuated because of a methane thaw. The atmosphere was full of it. Those Hibernians wouldn't last a week longer. As for the blockade... Galactic Federation standard procedure. We don't want Space Pirates to gain a moon full of raw fuel!"
"That's what I heard too..."
"That's what they told us."
Samus noticed that the phantom life-form was heading to the fuel cells. It was to late to tell the troopers to back down. The marines would be safe because the fuel cells were kept in the floor above the engine room. Samus curled up into the morph ball and began to boost through the halls in attempt to ambush...