Super Metroid: Fear

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At what point does the most renowned bounty hunter in the galaxy become afraid? Is there even a point at which this bounty hunter could truly discover the gripping and terrifying effects of fear? Surely, one who has accomplished so much and overcome such odds wouldn't lack for confidence in their ability to bring peace to the galaxy. . .



However, one cannot underestimate a warlike species pushed to the brink. The Space Pirates have already shown an uncanny knack for trying to make creatures into war machines and use them for their means. They have the technology to do this, and now they are pushed into a corner. Desperation can lead to some amazingly outrageous ideas seeing light, and the Space Pirates have just that idea. . .



And they've used it. . .



At what point could Samus have little to no control over her surroundings? At what point is Samus the most vulnerable? These questions have been asked, and believed to be answered by High Command. The best time to attack? When Samus isn't active. How to gain control of her environment? Make it themselves. Not just another Zebes filled with hallways though. . . A place they control every aspect of to make sure to squash any chance of surviving. Where could this place be? The answer was so simple.



Her dreams.



Designing a machine that could control what someone experiences in their dreams wasn't out of the question, and with seemingly no other alternative, there was little to lose with the endeavor. However, a rushed product is a rushed product. Early tests indicated well, but failing to realize some important points, the device was smuggled to the remains of Zebes with some flaws that had not yet been seen.



Being alerted to Space Pirate activity in the vicinity of the destroyed planet Zebes, Samus is once again dispatched to deal with them. However, landing the ship on a nearby asteroid to avoid detection, Samus suddenly feels sleep becoming an overpowering desire. Realizing the Space Pirates have done something to blanket the area, Samus tries to fly back to a safer zone, but is unable to move. Falling deeper into sleep, and completely unable to move, suddenly she dreams of being on Zebes again, except this isn't the planet she knows. . . Things have changed so much. . . Everything is an illusion. . . Or is it? What is real now? Why can she move? What has happened?



The Space Pirates soon realize their biggest mistake. Human beings don't have minds that work exactly like theirs. Similar yes, but not the same. So while things are definitely working, they are not quite working how they expected. In some cases, this has caused a massive increase in the power output of the device, reaching near critical levels. But this also makes this coma-induced world more dangerous, with more random and garbled mess than they could have hoped for. The other problems however, were far more terrifying. . .



This Zebes has come alive partly from Samus imagination. From what she remembered as a child and from when she returned. The items that the Chozo seem to leave behind everywhere, are indeed everywhere in this world, allowing Samus to power up at an incredible rate. The device is becoming unstable the more powerful Samus gets, and unless their worlds kills her off, which would end her connection to the real world, or they find her ship while she is incapacitated, this machine could backfire and cause another massive explosion at the location of their most famous defeat. . .



While Samus explores the eerie caverns that somehow have a similar feel as before, but bear absolutely no resemblance to what she knew to be Zebes, she realizes that time is not on her side. While she is stuck in this dreamworld, the Space Pirates could find her helpless body and easily dispose of her.



Not knowing how much time she had. . .



Not knowing what lies ahead. . .



Not knowing what could be done in this situation. . .



Fear finds a way into the core of everyone at some point. Fear is an inexorable force that penetrates into everyone. Some say paranoia is just a feeling, and emotion. . . Fear would disagree. It is a tool. A tool it uses well to disguise the true nature of its being. The struggle to overcome the hope. . . That hope the Chozo spread across the galaxy. . . The Chozo that abandoned Fear to pursue something else. . . The Chozo that are to blame for its existence. . .



For Fear itself is watching. . .



Fear is working towards a goal. . .



This Fear. . . It has no moral boundaries it lives by. It is from a bygone age where everything was learning. And learn they did, and thought they locked Fear into just a "Feeling," an "emotion," instead of the true being it really is. . .



The Space Pirates had found Samus ship when it partially broke the barrier. The Space Pirates now unable to do anything but cower in a corner from an unknown terror. Samus' ship was just meters away, but they couldn't act. . .



Nothing can be done in the paralyzing grip of Fear. . .



The barrier is almost broke, but that device that brought it so close to this plane of the universe is also preventing it from being completely manifest in this world. . . Slowly. . . Slowly. . . Fear has patience. . . It waits. . . It continues the inexorable climb through the dimensions. . . It will make it. . . It is almost there. . .



The only thing that can stop it, is the destruction of that Space Pirate device. . . Something that could happen if this Samus creature were to continue her journey and create enough feedback to overload it. . . Fear can wait. . . But it also strikes when it has the best chance. . . It has to get through now. . . Samus may never come close, but she is the only one who has the ability to stop it. . .



Fear. . .



Fear is not just a feeling. . .



Fear is not just an emotion. . .



Fear is real. . .



Fear is coming. . .



The only thing that can stop it. . .



Is in a coma. . .



Controlled by the machine allowing entry in this universe. . .



Soon to end the hope from the same species that abandoned it in the beginning. . .



Fear has arrived. . .