Samus stared intently at her holoscreen, a stern look plastered on her face.
"Samus Aran, the galaxy's greatest bounty hunter," a sickening sarcastic voice issued from the screen. The figure that supposedly owned it was just a silhouette on the display. "Bah, the galaxy's greatest bounty hunter wouldn't interfere with peaceful research and the advancement of the Federation's goal of galactic peace."
Samus's face turned to utter disgust at the blunt lie that befell her ears. She couldn't believe that after her ordeal with in the B.S.L, who ever was speaking to her, attempted to make a poor excuse to cover up the Galactic Federation's true plans concerning the hidden operation destroyed by the Hunter and the rampaging SA-X.
"Such transgressions won't be taken lightly Aran," the voice continued in a threatening tone.
A bounty contract, open to any and all, suddenly replaced the silhouette. Samus jumped slightly, startled at the instant appearance of the bounty.
The Galactic Federation is offering 500,000,000 credits for the capture or death of Samus Aran, bounty hunter gone rogue. The body/person(s) must be presented to the Galactic council. Negotiable bonus can be requested if the target's Power Suit is (mostly) intact upon presentation. WARNING! Target is heavily armed and EXTREMELY DANGEROUS!
Below the bold print were several pictures of Samus in her Fusion Suit. While she didn't care in the least, one detail that unnerved her was that the suit was in the Gravity Suit color scheme. The bounty contract dissipated and the mysterious silhouette reappeared.
"I guess you aren't the least bit intimidated are you?," asked the voice. It sounded pleased as if some one left the speaker a pleasant surprise. It made Samus want to wipe, what she was guessing was a smile or some kind of smirk, off the person's smug, ugly mug they called a face. "Why would you be? You're the almighty Samus Aran! Vanquisher of the Space Pirates! Protector of the Galaxy! Champion of the Luminoth!," the holoscreen silhouette proclaimed mockingly. "All those silly little titles mean nothing to anyone. You're a criminal and a traitor who the lawful eye of the Galactic Federation will be searching for and it's fist will crush you! Don't think you can escape the grasp of the Federation for long Aran."
Samus smiled underneath her helmet as the screen vanished.
I've seem Zoomers more intimidating than that fool.
"I hope you're actually thinking this through Samus," said the robotic voice of the A.I.
"What do you mean by that Adam?," inquired the Hunter, curious at what her former commander's computerized form had to say.
"This is a Federation bounty hunter class ship remember?"
Samus's eyes pin-pricked. That detail had slipped out of her mind and she knew Adam was on to something.
"They'll just track the ship and it'll lead them straight to you. You'll have to abandon or destroy this craft on an alien world and find a place to lay low for a while."
"I'm not going to run. I don't care if they capture me," the now fugitive bounty hunter responded haughtily. "I know one of them is going to understand. Surely one of them must."
"Maybe, maybe not," the computer countered. "The corruption of the Galactic Federation may extend farther than either of us may anticipate. It wouldn't do the galaxy any good if it's protector was executed, imprisoned... or experimented on."
Samus felt a chill go down her spine when she heard the last bit. She knew the Federation would do almost anything to get a hold of her unique Power Suit. The Hunter could see it in the eyes of every man or woman of science she passed by. They all wanted to rip the Chozo battle suit off of her body to learn how it works and recreate it's functions for their own goals.
"So Adam, where do we go from here?," asked Samus lamely. Even though running isn't her style, it was the only option that seemed logical at this point.
"Well," started the A.I.,"a course should be set for a planet on the fringe or outside of Federation controlled space. That should keep them busy long enough for you to ditch this ship and head further away from any sort of lead to your location."
"So I should head for the Kriken Empire's territory then?," suggested the bounty hunter smugly.
"This isn't a time for playing around Samus," retorted Adam. "You're in grave danger as long as you're in this ship traveling through Federation controlled space."
Acknowledging the true danger and how much Adam wanted Samus to be continue existing in one piece, the former bounty hunter plotted random co-ordinates outside of space and ignited the the warp drive.
Twilight Sparkle's observations of the heavens above had just begun. Through her enhanced telescope she could see nearly anything in the night sky. The lavender unicorn was observing the darkened sky realm as a way of relieving stress. There was something mysteriously soothing about staring at the darkened sky filled with twinkling lights. Every now and then a meteor streaked across the dark void wearing it's bright gown of light.
Twilight smiled softy at the darkened heavenly realm above her tree library. Some times she wished that some kind of celestial being would drop from the sky and visit. Even if only for a few minutes, she would love to hear of the tales it had of it's travels through the abyss of space or just have a friendly chat. Though the educated unicorn knew that was an impossibility as the creatures were of legends as ancient as the princesses. She then restarted her focus on the void filled with tiny, twinkling lights. For a few minutes Twilight observed the realm above with the utmost pleasure until she felt the need to remove her eye from the telescope lens. The brilliant unicorn blinked her right eye a few times to rid it of a dry feeling. After returning her eye to optimal moisture she stared back up at the sky with out the telescope. The unicorn had the good fortune to spy a shooting star. Every once in a while Twilight would indulge in allowing herself to give in to those old pony legends and myths by closing her eyes to wish upon a falling star.
Shooting star, I wish that a being from another world would visit me. Just once, please, for a few minutes. That's all I ask.
The purple unicorn opened her eyes once again to see that the streak of light had disappeared. She felt a twinge of excitement at the fact, since legend tells that the stars falling to the earth disappear when wished upon to fulfill that desire. The little spark of hope was then extinguished with cold, uncaring logic.
You forgot that meteors burn in the atmosphere and that most don't even make it to the ground. Besides it's just an old pony legend. Everypony knows most legends aren't real.
"But some are," whispered Twilight to herself silently. With that said, the unicorn trotted off to bed.