A story of Samus Aran - part 11

How I see Samus Aran's story
By SJD764
Prologue.

Hello.
I am a very big fan of Samus Aran, and if you are too, you may very well saw how there are different interpretations of Samus Aran throught the Metroid Games and manga. There is so much in fact that one can come to all sorts of conclusions when it comes to her story -- from where she starts to where in fact she was last seen.
It's been 30+ years now that Samus Aran and the Metroids exists and Nintendo barely (if not at all) mentionned this fact. Sadenning for such fans like myself. I admit it, she is my favorite female superhero.
I decided to share my fandom of Samus by writing what I believe is her story according to what I've red, saw and concluded throughout the years.
Of course, I like to mention that I do not own Samus Aran or Metroid, so if Nintendo is reading this, please don't sue. This is merely a "thing" I decided to do as some sort of book report and to see if some other fans of this series might share my opinions and ideas.
Of course, I invite anybody to partake in this interpretation and write in their own ideas. The main goal here is to come up with a more concrete storyline while taking notice of the one that already exists.
But two points before I start:
1) English is not my first language.
2) There will be spoilers.
Enjoy the read.

Part 11 - Home

So... where would Samus go now that Zebes has been bombarded into two giant craters? Her home is in shambles and she has no significant sense of ownership with either known Chozo installations -- one is destroyed and the other one is said to be poisonous. The Galactic Federation is filled with people who would easily take her for granted or try and manipulate her.
She does not feel like a soldier. The Omega armor would put a lot of attention on her and that would make everybody around her in danger. And she certainly doesn't feel that sharing the adaptive Omega technology is the right way to go.
As these thought swirl in her head, I imagine then a Federation ship, along with many smaller attack vessels, approach Zebes' orbit. A science officer Samus talked to while at the base came to Adam concerning the message inside the Wallnut ship, and when Adam tried to question Samus about it's significance, she was gone. Security details showed her stealing the Red Manta. As for the direction, a Federation Empath could have given such details.
Adam deployed a fleet to the planet, fearing that Samus already started the attack without them. Now, the fight is already over and Samus is found in an escape pod.
While the fleet is slowly making route towards what's left of Zebes' surface, Samus is brought into the cargo hall where she immediately faces Adam with her newly obtained Omega suit, "You should get away from me." she says bluntly.
---"You dissobeyd orders, snaps back Adam, hands behind his back, without even flinching. You hid information that concerned the Galactic Federation, stole Federation property, acted like a vigilante. You should be court-martialed."
---"Maybe I don't want to be a soldier anymore."
He asks is surrounding to leave the room. Once alone, he takes a look at her suit.
Samus now guesses where his intentions lie and lifts her arm cannon against him. At that moment, she is slowly becoming the true stoic we come to know.
---"You have every reason to be doubtfull of me. I know what admiral Monroe did. There are people inside the Federation that elevates themselves for their own purposes and ambitions. You became a pawn in their game from the first moment you landed amongst us. Samus, remember what I said to you. I said that I would help you. I did in fact in more ways that you might have known. I pleaded to admiral Dane for a Federation Empath to monitor your meetings with the higher courts. I knew that the real b*stards would eventually show themselves, but their thought would have to be clear. Monroe denounced himself and several people when he tried to frame me from beeing apart of this inner-cicle to your eyes. He has now been arrested and is awaiting his trial, confined to his home until then.
This brought a lot of attention towards my command and it left me with the responsibility to order the assembling of a staff dedicated to the preservation and control of ancient technologies. Aurora Units will be placed in most areas where order and morality has to be maintained, away from devious eyes. We have already started such procedures on Elysia. What happened with you and the Chozo isn't going to repeat itself anytime soon, unless some underhanded general finds a way to undermine the Archeological-scientific community or Federation empaths."
Seeing her slowly lower her weapon reassures him, but she still won't give him the time of day, nor makes a move towards him. "I want to give you something back..."
And so, at that moment, I imagine Adam giving the new Wallnut Chozo ship, fitted for her personnalized human comforts. "I ordered that it was to be completed especially for you in the past hours. You will find yourself now able to interact with you and your armor on any level, may it be energy or information. It will analyse what you encounter, cross every input with that already assembled by the Federation throught it's database and attain worp capabilities. It is registered to your name and answers to the classification of Hunter-class Gunship, althought it's more like a very small starship by definition. It's yours, if you want it."
---"I do not believe a soldier can be equipped with such a vehicle, returns Samus, almost cynical. If I were to return to the Galactic Federation..."
---"You'd be confiscated this ship until the jury ends it's quarry with admiral Monroe and your court-martial."
---"I guess you want me as a consultant on Chozo technology for your team..."
---"Your ship, althought small, can easily contain such a team. Maybe even find yourself a home to call your own."
A part of Samus longs for some company. But because now armed with the ultimate weapon, the Omega armor, she knows this could put her team, nomatter how strong, in danger. She distrusts the Federation, and even Adam, for making an Empath spy on her; for a time, she was just as much a pawn to him to unmask the bad eggs inside the Federation than she was playing under Monroe's influence. She cannot not imagine a spy infiltrating her team just as much as one did on K2L; if ever she was to discover something of great importance, something she would want to keep under wraps for a time, the whole ordeal could start all over again.
"I was thinking more like becoming something like... an independant bounty hunter." she says.
Adam knows that he'll get into trouble for giving Samus back her ship, and even that letting her go without her account on the events on Zebes, a testimonial for Monroe's actions, and furthermore evading a court-martial. As a bounty hunter, she will be protected and permitted to keep her Gunship as long as she accepts Federation contracts. If she ever turns her back and commits random acts of terrorism, offer her services to ennemies or renegade nations, or planning attacks against them or their people, she will be brought down and everything she owns stripped from her, even if prooven useless.
---"I thought you might say that, I think Adam would say. So as your first mission... we caught some strange message from one Empath about some sort of relic in the Tetra galaxy, somewhere inside the Alimbic cluster. The alimbics were an ancient species, so this might be right up your alley, with the Chozo and all. But what's strange is that it could have been perceived from any Empath -- we have more than one... I won't tell you how much, that's classified information. But it was perceived by the very one who volunteered to track you. That makes me believe that this message was intended for you. " He hands her a padd with all the gathered information. "You might be in for some competition already, but if you want to distinguish yourself at an early stage as a bounty hunter, you'll have the opportune chance to make your mark. What do you say, lady,... Are your objectives clear?"
I imagine Samus taking the padd, reading the premise, look at adam, nods, then heads for her ship. Inside, she finds everything for her comfort. She dubs it home and then takes off for a new mission.
Between them, she hopes to find some clue as to the wearabouts of the Chozo and contradict what MotherBrain calculated; will she one day have to fend off the Federation from becoming a tyranny? Is she doomed to be forever alone?
Until then, she will be the line between chaos and order.

SJD