I have heard from several people that this first chapter is confusing. very confusing.

Time in Metroid Universe: during MP2 echoes, so Samus Aran is kind a busy

place: Very far out in the 'boonies', so far out infact, that most of they're equipment is out of date... because they are very close to being forgotten.. so its kinda slow around here no name for the planet yet

umm.. thats it! enjoy and please give me comments!

- Frozen

Voice journal activated.

Entry 59.

Begin.

This. Is. Crazy.

I always seem to choose the most dangerous missions out there. My mentor always said that I was a magnet for trouble, I guess she was right. I'm running through a battle field, energy levels at full-Shooot! I took a hit! I'll get back to this later; some idiot got his name on my list.

End journal.

Entry 60.

Begin.

I'm in their base now. I got shot too many times than I care to remember. Energy levels are at...SHOOT! 40 out of 400! Man, they must have known I was coming! Maybe two more hits to my shields and this suit is worthless...footsteps. .and not my own. A Squad of 5 troopers! Their coming around the corner. Cutting power to the lights. I'll round the corner and hug the wall…. Hopefully the rocky pattern I projected on my armor is good enough.

End journal.

Entry 61.

Begin.

This Stinks! I tripped on a rock, the fall did 5 damage to my suit, but the sound alerted the, and they fired! Now I only have...$#$ 14! They must know I'm here! Why else would they have their guns on such a high energy level? …more footsteps...Another patrol? Dang it! Suppress the urge to blow this place up...ok...Better now...I have to get to that power core. If I get the information, I can get on my way. The next job I take is going to be rescuing some old lady's cat from a tree!

End journal.

Entry 62.

Begin.

The footsteps are headed the way I'm going…but this is MY mission. I have no back up…enemies or not, they are a group too large for me to handle. I hug the wall, altering my form to be a more natural cave formation, and cut my lights. As the visor changed to make up for the lack of light, I can barely make out 11 cloaked and hooded figures. I wait until their out of sight and swear, they took the correct path of the 2 ahead. I work ALONE, and this is my life. I am a freelance bounty hunter, and this is my log.

End.

"Much better." She whispered, reading the screen in front of her face. "124 of 500. Not bad." She tagged along with the group, always in the back. When they reached the core, she paused.

Are they special guards? I doubt it. She continues foreword and stand near the slot where she is to absorb the information for her bounty. The dark group starts talking, their backs to her. She jams her right hand, which forms into a round tube, into the slot. Her visor blinks, Energy Upload, then Information Upload Complete. She nods then types a string of words on a small pad that appeared on her right arm. Systems Crashing appears on her visor as she swears explosively. The energy on her visor is overflowing what her suit can hold. The slot blows up, knocking her strait through the crowd and the cave wall. The group scatters and pulls out weapons. Not trooper grade but still powerful. Half of her energy shields down, she turns and blasts her way through the rest of the wall and the cave collapses.

I... must have breathed some poison somewhere… I can't see strait... What the! The scan pad moved! My left arm is numb; I must have taken at least 24 shots after my suits' energy ran out. Now the jumpsuit is in tatters. I can only hope this is the correct way out... If not... The door opened and I stumble through… a security station ahead… can't see. Someone coming…I can't move…world spinning... Thonk