Man, this story has been a long time coming. I had the idea to sequeal the Dragon and the Hunter in December 2005. I just never had the motivation to write it until about a month ago, in which I wrote the entire thing in about five days. The reason for my sudden burst in enthusiasm? Nintendo has yet to announce if Ridley will be playable in Super Smash Bros. Brawl. I know, I know, its horrible that the Pokemon Trainer is added before Ridley. Justice must be served, and since I don't work for Nintendo, I will give Ridley the justice of a sequeal. Anyway, heres the story. It will run for six chapters plus an epilogue. Updates will come every Tuesday night. Enjoy, and reviews are welcome.

Chapter 1

Her name was Nara Su-mas, or at least that's what her well forged identification papers said. Her real name, or at least the one that she was given at birth, was Samus. But that was a life time ago, and there were but a handful of people who still remembered the infamous bounty hunter.

Su, as she called herself, was dressed in mangled scraps of mismatched clothing. Her hair was greased and dirty so its color was a filthy rusted blonde hue. The colony she now called home was sizable and so in need of many services. She was able to find work as a mechanic at a small shop without much trouble. It was a lowly job, but it was solitary and offered decent pay.

The colony was rich in resources, so it boasted a large military presence. Soldiers often came to her, either requiring repairs of their vehicle, or even fine tuning their guns. She would stand right beside the soldiers, stare at them, smile and say she would see what she could do. And they would leave without even recognizing her.

"Slow night," Rufus, her boss, observed.

"Yeah," she agreed.

"Why don't you head home for the night?"

Samus nodded, drying her hands free of oil, before walking out into the cool night air.

The only furniture in her apartment was a cot, which she didn't own, but came with the living space. The only appliances were a mini-fridge and a microwave up against the far wall. The only utensil: a butchers knife used for preparing food.

Since she wasn't hungry, she decided on the cot and lay down. And she lay there, breathing, thinking, counting the cracks in the ceiling.

"Hello there, Lady," Adam said. He was leaning against the far wall, but soon walked over and sat down next to her.

"Go away," she said.

"Is something wrong? You don't have the usual chipper tone in your voice."

Samus exhaled heavily. "I don't know. I'm bored."

"Of course you're bored. You used to be able to fly planet to planet. Meet interesting people. Kill anyone you wanted. You got to exterminate whole species. Then you had to go disobey a direct order and crash that space station."

"You helped me do it," she snapped.

"No I didn't," he corrected. "The AI of Adam helped you. You lost him when your ship was blown up, remember? I'm just a figment of your imagination, brought about from years of repressing emotion and the guilt you feel for all the lives you've taken."

Samus sighed again.

"Why not go out?" Adam asked. "Take a nice shower, put on some clean clothes. Have dinner with a nice handsome man. Sleep with him then never call back. Seriously, Lady, when was the last time you had sex?"

"What year is this?"

"I know what you want," he laughed. "You want to meet a nice space dragon. You dirty little girl."

"Shut up Adam, or I swear I will blow my brains out. I die, you die."

"It has been ten years since you last saw Ridley. What did you see in him anyway?"

"I don't know," she shrugged. "It was what he saw in me. When someone sees me in my powersuit, I'm Samus Aran: super bounty hunter. And when they see me now, I'm Nara Su-mas: mechanic. But Ridley just saw me, you know. Its how you saw me, not as a hunter or a woman, just as me."

"So you liked him?"

"No, I hate that fucking lizard. I hate him more than anything. He killed my parents. Just killed my mom, stuck that tail of his inside her and twisted. He stabbed me and left me for dead, a child. If I ever see him again, I swear to god I will kill him. But that doesn't mean I don't respect him."

"Are you sure he doesn't make certain parts of you quiver?"

Samus smashed her elbow into Adam's nose, causing him to stumble off the bed. She dropped her foot onto his throat before he could stand back up. "You ever say that again, and I'll kill you. I don't know, but I will."

"You know, from this angle I have a perfect view of your quivering…"

Samus leaned her full weight onto Adam's throat, snapping it wetly. Without a word, she lay down and turned her back to him. Her breath grew heavy, signifying she had fallen asleep.

Her alarm clock was set to go off at eight o'clock, which would give Samus a full hour to get ready before she had to go to work. Instead she woke at ten to seven. It wasn't a shrieking beep, but a wailing siren that served as her alarm. She knew that sound, and what it meant. The colony was being raided.

She didn't know what she was doing, it may have been better to stay in her apartment, but her hand found the knife on the table, and her feet carried her out of the door.

She took all of five steps outside of her apartment before she heard the clicking, clacking language of the space pirates, and turned to see two of them roaring towards her. The lead pirate cackled, holding his weapon out and pointing to the ground. Knife in hand, Samus ducked and slipped close to the pirate, before rising, cramming the steel into his weakly armored neck.

The second pirate shrieked and fired, but Samus held dead pirate above her, allowing its corpse to absorb the shots. She found her shield's side arm, pulling it out and shooting the second pirate in the chest twice before he finally fell. Then she was running. It was something hard for her to do. A part of her, the prideful foolish part, demanded she stay and fight. But that part was small, and the urge to survive was stronger.

She would never reach the safety of the colony's shelter. Turning a blind corner, running with all her might, she stumbled into a shoot out between the occupying Federation and the invading pirates.

Her ears burst and her skin burned as something exploded a few feet forward. The force sent her back, off her feet and onto the ground. Her mind rattled. Her skin tingled from a thousand tiny lacerations. She heard someone screaming at her to get up, even over the ringing in her ears, and realized it was Adam. And behind Adam came the pirates. She struggled to lift her blaster in a defensive act. The pirate simply smashed the butt of his rifle onto her head and knocked her out.