Alarms blared. “Self-destruct sequence initiated.”
She touched it. Light exploded through the chamber.
The behemoth roared, his belly a grotesque arsenal of spikes. He was a mountain of rage and poor hygiene. Samus didn’t flinch. She danced between his pounding fists, feeding missiles into his gaping maw. When he finally collapsed, the resulting seismic wave cracked the foundation of the lair. She stood on his corpse, breathing hard, and felt the faint pulse of a new ability resonating from his hoard: the Varia Suit. The heat became a mild annoyance. Metroid- Zero Mission
She looked up.
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. Alarms blared
She punched the engines and broke atmo.
Get up. The voice wasn’t hers. It was a memory. Old Bird, the Chozo elder who had raised her. You are the last hunter. Get. Up. The behemoth roared, his belly a grotesque arsenal of spikes
A massive, dragon-like ship descended. Ridley. The cunning god of the Space Pirates. He hadn't been in his lair. He’d been waiting.