Mission | Metroid- Zero

The fight was short. Brutal. Samus didn’t dance. She tackled him mid-flight, riding him into the side of a cliff, firing a relentless stream of plasma into his open mouth. He screeched, tried to flee, but she grappled his tail and pulled him back. One final, charged shot pierced his brain stem.

The first few hours were a dance of memory and adaptation. She found the old missile tanks, the energy reserves she’d marked on her first visit. But something was different. The Pirates had learned. New barriers hummed with violet energy—force fields keyed to specific biological signatures. They’d scattered Chozo artifacts throughout the labyrinth, forcing her to hunt. Metroid- Zero Mission

No cannon. No missiles. No shields.

Her worst fear, floating toward her with malevolent patience. She pumped ice beam after ice beam into the first one, shattering its membrane with a missile. The second, third, and fourth were harder. They were faster. Smarter. By the sixth, she was relying on raw instinct, backflipping over their lunge attacks, her energy tank ticking down to critical. The fight was short

He fell into the lava below.