My Gun’s Bigger! (closed with @gandrayda-returns)
Samus had been itching for a job for a while. It had been for the past couple of months, another one of those dry spells. There was only so long she could keep her ship running and food in her belly on such a small budget.
Fortunately, this was one of those government jobs, the kind the Federation would likely deem a suicide mission for anyone else. Those paid well, stupidly well, well enough to make filet mignon a staple food.
But there was a catch.....
“Waiting for who?!?” Groaned the Huntress










