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// A Bad Crash 
// Story: Metroid V: Exile 
// by The Philosopher King 
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LOGBOOK ENTRY #002

TIME: 800 HOURS, COSMIC YEAR: 2083

LOCATION: DASHA REGION SECTOR Z5 QUADRANT IV POSITION X5007Y2453Z9457

ON CELESTIAL BODY: PLANET “AETHER”




“Bloody hell today’s gonna be blimey crazy, Doc,” says Sniper, “I think the Hunter’s gonna take us to bloody hell and back before we even set foot on a safe planet.”

“Vell ve do know zat her adventures haven’t been exactly… safe nor tame,” responds Medic. “But…”

“Sex!” says Sniper in a chuckle. It was a game the three mercenaries always played, waiting for one of them to say “But” just to interrupt the other with sex.

“Ugh you schweinhund,” says an infuriated Medic. “As I was trying to say,  she has held her own in all of those situations. Surely she will keep us safe during this exploit.”

“Eh thanks for the reassurance Medic,” replies Sniper. “But don’t call me ‘Shirley’.”

Engineer hears this and jumps from behind a pile of crates and starts laughing his head off. “Well good news is we can leave now, I just finished installing that second respawner and getting Samus and U-Mos’ DNA to make it work.”

“Excellent, let’s get going!” replies Medic, and Sniper bangs his head on the nearest wall. 

“Hello, friends.” says the Sentinel, flying over.  “I believe we are ready for our trip to one of the farthest planets outside of Federation Territory.” 

“And so, it begins again,” says Samus. They get inside the gunship and Samus introduces them to Adam. Engineer promptly goes crazy over the computer.

“That’s amazing there, I’ve never known you can put a brain in a computer!” says Engie.

“Anyvay, we should go now. Samus, would you mind starting your Gunship?” 

“Certainly. We do not have time to lose.” The engines roar up and within ten minutes are in space. Soon they are in deep space, and after an hour they arrive in a sector with a couple of hospitable planets, all unmarked. 

“Now Ah’ve only been space  a few times, but this view is breathtaking. Ah need to space travel more often-” But(sex) before Engineer can finish this statement, a large blast can be heard outside the ship, and outside can be seen a fast, seemingly damaged green and gray metal ship.

“Damn Sylux!” Samus says as the ship is about to crash on the unknown planet.

“What the bloody hell just happened?” Sniper asks Samus. “I ain’t quite ready to die yet!”

“Don’t worry, but it’s gonna be a bit of a painful and bumpy crash. I know she crashed her ship once before on a planet and escaped with little pain.” says U-Mos, calming the three men down.

“I do not exactly like ze sound of zat.” replies Medic.

“I guess off we go to the nearest planet,” says Samus as the ground approaches the ship faster.




The meteor shower proved to truly be the largest one yet, with two amazing streaks going across the sky that shocked everypony; one was a bright green streak in the direction of the Frozen North, the other a bright orange-yellow streak that seemed to disappear in the Everfree forest. A crash noise could be heard, but there wasn’t an explosion and as a result no one worried. The large streaks were breathtaking however, and everypony was enjoying themselves. However, Discord began to act a bit… strange and warped to Canterlot Castle.

“Princess, I do not mean to bother you, but I detect some sort of… disturbance during the meteor shower. One that was absolutely chaotic in nature, and seems to have coalesced in the Everfree Forest and the Frozen North.” says Discord in a nervous tone.

“I have also sensed this disturbance,” says Celestia. “I have no reason to act on it until it reveals itself. Perhaps it may be benevolent, but until it reveals itself I believe it is safe to not act upon it.”

“Very well, but I have no doubt the chaos in the North is vile. The chaos in the Everfree I cannot tell if it’s good or bad.” says Discord with a minor note.

“I will send guards to the North, but tell them not to engage unless they speak to it.” She says, attempting to retire for the night. “It can wait until morning, can it not?”

“Fine,” says Discord with a slight tinge of venom in his voice, warping out of the room.