Metroid Regeneration

Chapter 3

Welcome Home

Fadley's sister did look slightly like him, she had the same hair colour and face, "He was always saying how great you were, how much he loved you, he treated you as if you were his daughter, your not are you?"

"I know this much, I took a DNA test when I was 15 to check, negative."

"You were his daughter though, in one way."

Serina looked at the ground, "But I never knew him properly, he kept his other work to himself, he didn't even tell me anything about you."

"He told me as much as he told you." There was a short silence, and then Fadley's sister spoke up, "So what is your name?"

"Serina, and yours?"

"Krina, our parents had a sense of humour, we're both named after jesters. He was the real jester though, could make anyone laugh but now he can't laugh anymore…or cry…or show emotion" Krina began to turn angry, "Those senseless bastards, they've brought it onto themselves."

"Who are you talking about?"

"If I told you anything, I would be in same boat as my brother; all I can say is look for your father."

A crash at the door and GF Special Forces rushed in, they shouted,

"Freeze! Nobody do anything or you will all be shot." No one moved, except the Special Forces men, they surrounded and cuffed every scientist around the computer banks and made they're way to Serina and Krina, a mistake they wouldn't forget. Serina jumped forward and put herself between two men and slashed 360° and removed the top half of the men's body from the bottom half, spreading red pulse around the room. Krina morphed into some creature and began open heart surgery, without aesthetic, on some men. Soon the walls were chrome red and the scientists cowering in corner looked like butchers. Serina deactivated her sword and turn to Krina, "We need to get out of here." Krina nodded. They ran like lightning through the corridors, making sure no one would follow them. They came to the escape pods, 6 squads of fully trained GF troops had them pinned down in the area. Snipers were ready to pick off any pods that detached and there were too many for both of them to take on all of the troops. Krina turned to Serina, sadness shone through her scaly face "Go, I will distract them"

"Don't try to be the hero, you will get yourself killed." Krina hung her head,

"But I do not need to live anymore, you see, there is fate. My time is ended but yours is still to come, go child. I'm going to see my brother." There was a glow in Krina's eyes, like nothing Serina had ever seen before. And so Krina disappeared, attacking the snipers, while the other troops shot multiple blasts shot across the entrance the pod, a deadly laser show. Serina activated the pod's ignition system and ejected the pod into the inky blackness of outer space.

Pirate 90 Space Bar- Cinibus Region

Work for Rackin Helmif was as boring as ever in the little bar he owned. He ignored the black trading, only if he was persuaded to look the other way by counting money. A huge figure in black robes came and sat down in front of him, a strange light-blue glow emitted from within the folds of the robe. It spoke in a strange tongue as well, a dialect that was very old, "Drink of kraxon, if give it to me you would"

"I'm sorry; we don't have 'kraxon'."

"Trisidum sulphate?"

"Yes, give me a second." The barman opened up his old cupboard, only very few creatures in the galaxy could drink trisidum sulphate, it was made from processed phazon and caused many creatures to go mad. Many old tribes used it as a test for adulthood. This thing seemed to treat it like a normal drink but if it died, it wasn't Rackin's fault. To the GF, it would never happen. Rackin handled the bottle careful, every time he held TS, he swore he would lose a few time-cycles off his life. The creature seemed eager to get at the killer substance, Rackin said, "You know you may die"

"The weak only die" Rackin knew it was smart not to argue with space aliens, as some of them would rip your head off without thinking. The creature drank quickly and showed no signs of illness; it seemed to be energised by the drink instead. The holo-transmission crackled on for the news, some human woman was talking, when she said 'GF' and 'Samus Aran', the alien pricked up and he turned his attention to the screen. He turned to the barman and spoke in human tongue, "Nice doing business with you, here, keep the change" and it left, out the door and gone. Rackin figured the alien wanted to kill Samus Aran, she had caused problems for quite a few bounty hunters and an infamous crime-lord had put a pretty large bounty on her head. A group of serpentine aliens entered, and Rackin turned his attention to them.

Unknown location in space

Serina loved space; its vastness had a strange beauty to it. The galaxies were like cream drops in a huge bowl of chocolate, two things that were banned in the GF but still managed to get into locker rooms. Serina began to think what had happened over the last few days. She had murdered her minder, killed several Special Forces people and attended a secret funeral. Why did she hold such a connection to them? People she knew died. One half of her mind was filled with sadness, the other couldn't care less. She began to feel hate towards her sadness, why was she so weak? A few people die and she is upset, they are just like holograms, just bit of data, and they mean nothing to you. Serina stared out a window of the pod into space and tried to sort herself out. A ship headed her way; it mimicked her mother's old ship but had blue lava-like texture, like a ship made completely out of phazon. It headed straight for her pod, she could never outrun it, the only thing she could do was wait and hope whatever was on that ship, it didn't want to kill her. After a few minutes the pod went light blue and bright flash of light left Serina in a white room with no walls or other edges. A figure in a black cloak stood in front of her, she had never met it before but she knew its name, "Hello Sumas"

"Welcome home" it said.

End this Chapter III