Hey, long time no see, readers! It's almost been a year since the release of the new version of Retribution... which coincidentally was my younger brother's birthday. Man, do I find weird times to upload stuff...
Truthfully, this chapter took so long to get out because I have been busy with the end of year stuff at my school, as well as preparing for my transition to tenth grade - or in my district, a high school!
Frankly, I also lost quite a bit of interest in writing this story, as well as forgetting its existence at times. There's Ichigo 100%, Gundam Seed, With the Will, Sega, and Halo 3 to keep me busy. Oh, and discovery of my own Wiki page: http :// www .fanhistory. com/wiki/PY687.
Really quite interesting when considering how much time has passed from Christmas, about the time when I claimed this chapter would be out soon. I mean, half a year? That's far too long. I'll have to really try this year.
But enough of this; don't let me keep you from reading this short chapter!
Metroid Retribution: Escape
Chapter V: Rogues
"And with this single weapon, we shall destroy Samus Aran!" In answer, the humongous crowed assembled on the bottom floor of the hall cheered. The slummy group residing on the outskirts of it rooted as well, Weavel among them. Ever since his failure at retrieving the Omega Cannon, he had been branded by the pirates as a fiasco, though not by any distinguishing mark. Rumors had been swirling around the population for months, and Weavel had already been expecting this to be a result of his failure, and naturally ostracized himself. It did not help that he started acting like an ignominious boor recently. All space pirates who worked with or near Weavel went out of his way, due to his violent outbursts or because they feared being associated with a debacle would taint their own reputation.
Not that Weavel minded. In a way, he was pleased with the outcome. Although it was evident he failed a mission, and that was disappointing and shameful, this was really the most he could have made out of it. He was lucky General Ridley hadn't torn half his body apart – especially since he could have done so while Weavel stayed alive. Weavel, shuddering at the thought, continued listening to the speech given by the general himself. It was not surprising in the least why She hadn't made it, but Weavel had heard rumors of her reparations and, amazingly, reappearance. It is only a matter of time, he thought, before we shall loot and overtake the Federation, as is our rightful duty to Her.
As he left the announcement, Weavel scowled as a bumbling space pirate skittered across his path, forcing him to halt momentarily in his pacing. Unfortunately, Newton's first law of motion still applied in the deep nether regions of space, and Weavel's sudden break in stride caused him to topple over and knock into said pirate. Within seconds, an outburst broke from the other and Weavel found himself in his fourth fistfight of the month.
It was so difficult to wait seven more weeks for his assignment to begin.
Noxus barely exchanged two blows with Viper before Spire rammed into the side of the pirate, effectively knocking it off its feet – for a second. Viper quickly rolled on his side and pushed against the ground with extraordinary strength, launching himself into an upright battle-ready position using only his arms. Even Spire looked surprise – he hardly expected his foe to stand so soon after the vicious shove, much less retain the strength and grace of an acrobat. Seeing the bounty hunters' astonished faces, Viper smirked.
The icy Vhozon was first to snap out of the trancelike state; within seconds of the space pirate's show he had dropped to one knee and charged his ice beam. Noxus fired the Judicator before thrusting the balls of his heel against the metal walkway and launching his whole body towards the pirate, attempting a feat not dissimilar to Spire's. As expected by the hunter, Viper shielded himself against the freezing effects of the Judicator with his energy shield, which left the pirate entirely vulnerable to a physical dive. As Viper tangled with Noxus, Spire hesitantly aimed his Magmaul at the bundle of figures. A direct hit, and Viper would be considerably weakened. A slight miss, and Noxus would be toast – literally. When the pirate emerged on top from the wrestle, Spire took quick advantage of the situation and reflexively released the burning shot. The fireball of energy struck its target in his side and hurled Viper across the catwalk to the other side, through an apparently thin wall of steel.
Spire deftly assisted Noxus up, not bothering to check the hunter's status, and swiftly ran to the hole Viper had torn in the wall. On the other side were the space pirate and one other person they had not counted on seeing.
The greatest bounty hunter this side of the galaxy, Samus Aran.
Samus blinked. Though not fazed, she certainly was intimidated when two familiar Vhozon and Diamont burst onto the scene, evidently chasing the injured space pirate. She found herself torn between several decisions: help the pirate because anyone hunted by Spire and Noxus couldn't be that bad, kill the pirate because it'd destroy her as soon as Samus turned her back on it, or capture them all first and talk later. Of course, the fourth decision was to avoid the unnecessary conflict and escape this disastrous temple. Though she was inclined to attack the three aliens, Samus knew it would be in her best interest to leave instantly – especially if the bounty hunters were cooperating to take down the pirate. Nevertheless, it pained her enormously as she began morphing to ball form. She was almost glad the space pirate had awoken from its dazed condition and fired a few blasts at her position before hurling himself at the sphere. Samus caught the pirate square in the chest and sent it flying several feet.
"You! I know you!" the warrior rasped, spitting colored blood, as it steadied itself. "Samus Aran: the huntress who demolished Zebes and fell the space dragon, General Ridley!" Then, appearing to remember something else, the pirate's eyes narrowed in confusion and disappointment. "So it's safe to assume that bounty hunter, Sylux, was as useless as he looked."
So this is the failure who hired Sylux, Samus concluded. Seems he's not bright enough to know that I'm not the type of person to be caught by anyone. Without responding to the space pirate's revelation, Samus morph ball boosted into it. Caught by surprise, the creature dived headfirst to its right, narrowly avoiding a collision course with the sphere. As she passed by the pirate, Samus retransformed into her bipedal stance and cocked her arm cannon at it.
She sent a voice message to Adam; no matter what happened to her, it was imperative Adam stayed out of the hands of the Federation or rogue hunters. "Adam, can you hear me? Get the ship off Tivus, now!" Samus added as an afterthought, "And you can toss Sylux off the ship now; there's no reason to keep him aboard any longer," then realized the message had been cut off. Scowling, she prepared to repeat the message when the pirate lunged at her, an oddly-shaped dagger in its hands.
