"My past is not a memory. It is a force at my back. It pushes and steers. I may not always like where it leads me, but like any story, the past needs resolution. What's past.. is prologue"
Child of Zebes
Space Station Ceres, 10:12pm, October 23rd. Year: Stardate 88765
"Paul? What's the matter?"
"Its doing it again... It won't stop.. This thing... Its not natural."
"Of course its not natural... Its a freak of nature, created in a lab. That thing has no purpose in the real world, Paul.. Its a weapon."
"I know, but... I just get this vibe.. You know, like its looking at me.."
"I know what you mean... Its best not to think about it though..."
The scientists turned away from the tube and began to work on their assignments again. The dark room was surrounded by computers and cast in an eerie green and blue glow. However, what was most unnerving of all, was thein the centre of the room, with a singular creature floating around inside of it. The creature was terrifying and almost horrendous to even look at, but its presence confirmed the rumours that everybody had heard before. In the container, floating and letting out tiny "Squee's" every now and again, was, a terrifying testament to all living life forms, about just how precious their lives were.. This was the Metroid's testament, because this little parasite, floating around harmlessly in its little container, making its little sounds.. Was able to take it all away in just mere seconds. If this Metroid were to grab hold of any living thing in the room.. They would be dead. Sucked dry of their live energy.. This "Metroid" was not only the most dangerous thing in the room... But probably the most dangerous creature in the entire galaxy.