To Ridley.

From: Samus Aran.

Subject: Where are you?

So you continue to elude me. I've tracked you down to 12 systems and I know you aren't far away now. Every moment I draw closer to you, closer to ending you all over again. So then how does it feel to die Ridley?

How does it feel for the light to fade from your being, to fall into the cold embrace of death, the cold embrace you cast so many into? How does it feel Ridley? You should make peace with that because that's what's about to happen.

Prepare for your ages to tyranny to come to an end. The galaxy will have peace when I kill you and all the parasites that threaten galactic civilizations. I will be the cure for your plethora of diabolical disease.

We are nothing a like Ridley. Soon enough you will be nothing at all.