Samus just called it Thursday.
The first Space Pirate patrol spotted her. They chittered in surprise. She moved before they could fire. The Zero Suit was not armor, but it was a weapon in its own right. She leaped, wrapping her legs around a trooper’s neck, snapping it with a twist. She took its stun pistol. It was pathetic compared to her arm cannon, but it would do. Metroid- Zero Mission
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. Samus just called it Thursday
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. She moved before they could fire
His talons caught her in the chest. She felt her suit’s systems fail one by one. The visor went dark. The servos locked. She crashed through rock and metal, tumbling into the depths of the crashed Frigate Orpheon—a derelict Pirate vessel from a previous battle.
She emerged from the wreckage as Ridley was torching the remains of her old gunship.