Samus ran. She sprinted through Tourian, her legs burning, her suit sparking. She burst out of the complex just as the world turned white behind her. Her gunship was waiting on a plateau.
He fell into the lava below.
Her suit powered up with a familiar hum, the orange and red visor reflecting the desolate landscape. She dropped from the ship like a meteor, landing in the caverns of Brinstar with a seismic thud. Immediately, the sensors picked up movement. Zoomers. Geemers. The small fry of this haunted world. They skittered away from her as she curled into a morph ball, rolling through a narrow vent that no human should have been able to fit through. Metroid- Zero Mission
She moved deeper. Brinstar’s lush, bioluminescent jungle gave way to the molten arteries of Norfair. Heat shimmered off her shields as she grappled over rivers of lava, freezing flying enemies mid-air with a precise blast of her ice beam, then shattering them as stepping stones. She wasn’t just fighting Pirates anymore. She was fighting the planet itself. Samus ran
She rained missiles into the glass. It cracked, then shattered. The Mother Brain’s eye snapped open—ancient, hateful, and terrifyingly alive. It fired a hyper beam that melted through her shields like paper. Pain. White-hot, blinding pain. She felt ribs crack. Her suit’s warning systems screamed. She fell to one knee. Her gunship was waiting on a plateau
She hit the Tourian checkpoint, and the world went silent. No bugs. No Geemers. Just the low thrum of a cloning machine. And then they came. Metroids.