Metroid- Zero Mission Apr 2026

The Zero Mission. That’s what the Federation called it. Minimal support. Maximum deniability.

She had lost everything on this mission. Her old suit. Her old ship. Her old limits.

But the Pirates had an answer for her power creep.

Silence.

The Zero Mission was complete. But Samus knew the truth. There was no such thing as zero. There was only the mission. And the next one was already waiting in the dark between stars.

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.

She punched the engines and broke atmo.

The Space Pirate base on Zebes was a crater. The Metroids were gone. The Mother Brain was slag. Ridley was a fossil in the making.

A massive, dragon-like ship descended. Ridley. The cunning god of the Space Pirates. He hadn't been in his lair. He’d been waiting.

She touched it. Light exploded through the chamber. Metroid- Zero Mission

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.

Get up. The voice wasn’t hers. It was a memory. Old Bird, the Chozo elder who had raised her. You are the last hunter. Get. Up.

She looked up.

The new armor was not the same. It was sleeker. More aggressive. The shoulder pads were smaller, the visor sharper. It hummed with a power she’d never felt before—the distilled will of the Chozo, fused with her own desperate survival instinct.

He fell into the lava below.