Chozo Child: Chapter 1
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Written from the POV of Samus Aran, Chozo Child is a written version of the Metroid Manga and Metroid Zero Mission, with foreshadowing up to Metroid: Other M.  Samus' backstory and first mission are explored through a retelling of canon and additional headcanons, with humor, action, a hint of romance, and moderate angst.  This fanfic was written with people who are unfamiliar to the series in mind, but it has plenty of minor references and nods to the series for long-time fans as well.

Rating:
K+ - T for action and intense thematic sequences (PTSD and panic attacks)

Possible triggers:
character death, guns, fire, chase scenes

Chapters: 15

Word count: ~13,000


<Anything written like this> is in the Chozo language, otherwise unless specified it is in Federation English.
Chapter 1: Ashes

    I wish I could just remember my mother’s face.  Instead, I have the sight of her flaming body and my worst enemy seared into my memory.  My family was part of the mining colony K-2L, near planet Zebes, home of the Chozo bird-people.  
    I was only about three years old at the time, a normal human girl, but my life would be changed forever once the Chozo came.  The Afloraltite fuel that our colony mined was precious, and it was only a matter of time before the Chozo visited to ask for some of this fuel.
As they bargained, I met and made good friends with one of their elders, Old Bird.  He helped me befriend a native Rabbilis, a squirrel-rabbit like creature that I named Pyonchi.
    But after the Chozo had left, the space pirates arrived.  A raid led by the ferocious dragon-like creature Ridley, an important Space Pirate, devastated practically everything.
    Wandering through the ruins, crying, I happened upon this dragon-like creature, Ridley, who had just ordered a squad of these crablike pirates to kill a group of the colonists.
Hoping he was like the Chozo, and just looked unusual, I asked him the most humiliating question possible at the time; “Can we be friends too?”
    The opposite happened immediately.  As he prepared to incinerate me with a blast of plasma, my mother ran in the way, pushing me to the side.  The blast that was meant for me set her afire.
    While the pirates continued marauding, my father fought bravely to board and destroy their craft. He ignited the Afloraltite, exploding both ships and crippling Ridley.  Crying and hugging my little friend, Pyonchi, tightly, I wandered the wreckage of my home until the Chozo returned. When they returned, their elder Old Bird, was with them.  I ran to him.  He took me in and brought me to Zebes, their home planet, despite the hesitance of the chief, Gray Voice.
    Soon after we landed on Zebes, Old Bird and the AI, that routinely checked the planet, had both noticed me coughing; the harsh atmosphere was damaging my throat and lungs.  Old Bird brought me to a room with a large machine containing a huge tank of fluid.
    “Samus, my hatchling,  I need you to be strong for me.  Can you do that?”  His keen, birdlike eyes peered into my teary blue-green ones as his feathers gently brushed my skin.
    “Yes, Grandpa Bird.  I be strong. Strong like you!”  I wiped the tears from my eyes with the edge of my sooty orange shirt.
    The Chozo helped me into the tank of fluid.  I rested in it for a day, growing stronger from  the infusion of Chozo DNA, as if it were a second womb.  When I emerged, I could live in one of the most inhospitable planets in the galaxy.
    Old Bird worked together with the other Chozo to make new clothes for me; a white tank top and leggings with padding to help protect me from the extreme temperatures and weather. While in Chozodia,  the settlement on the surface of Zebes, I lived in Old Bird’s home.
    After a couple years of adjusting to the environment on Zebes and learning the Chozo language, Gray Voice and Old Bird showed me an awe-inspiring sight.  Handing me a pair of small sensors, Gray Voice gestured for me to look up.
In front of me stood a shining, fiery-colored suit of armor with an arm cannon on the right.  As I stared and reached out towards it, I saw the fingers of the left glove twitch, then reach out with a jerk, mirroring my movement.  Startled, I jumped back and clutched Old Bird’s robe.
    “Is it alive?” I asked, sneaking another glance. The glove was still.
    “It’s only reacting to you. If you concentrate, it will re-form around you to help you protect yourself and others.  Do you want to try?”
   I looked up at him for a while, processing what he had said, then nodded.  As I stared intensely, I watched as the suit mirrored the clenching of my fist and even my stance, but it wasn’t re-forming.  
    Am I not concentrating enough?
    Then, just as I was about to step up to it, the suit seemed to disintegrate.  It swirled around me like a miniature, multi-colored dust storm.  I saw a flash of silver near my right arm, a golden tint near my leg, and bright red in my peripheral vision.  The sections clicked audibly into place as my bones strengthened and shifted.  Finally, it coalesced around me.
    “I look like a robot!” I noted, seeing that none of my now-tanned skin was exposed.  My voice echoed inside the helmet.
I flexed my fingers first, then slid them down the arm cannon on my other arm.  I could feel the curved surface even through the metal glove.
    Gray Voice looked on with pleasure as I tested my new arms and legs.  I walked stiffly at first, but as it adapted to my movements it became like an extension of my body.  I bent my knees, then pushed off the ground to try jumping.  I sprang into the air, much higher than my highest jumps on my own, and landed awkwardly on a ledge.
I squealed in surprise, and the suit disintegrated, flashing and reappearing on the stand.  I had lost control.
    “Can you help me get down?”
    Old Bird reached up to me and helped me climb down safely.  From then on, Gray Voice was in charge of training me to use the suit.  The sensors attached to the wrist cuffs I wore, allowing me to summon the suit at any time.

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Watch for the next chapter! Comments appreciated, but please save any Other M hate because I have seen enough of that.
Next Chapter:
Chozo Child: Chapter 2Summary:
Written from the POV of Samus Aran, Chozo Child is a written version of the Metroid Manga and Metroid Zero Mission, with foreshadowing up to Metroid: Other M.  Samus' backstory and first mission are explored through a retelling of canon and additional headcanons, with humor, action, a hint of romance, and moderate angst.  This fanfic was written with people who are unfamiliar to the series in mind, but it has plenty of minor references and nods to the series for long-time fans as well.
Rating:
K+ - T for action and intense thematic sequences (PTSD and panic attacks)
Possible triggers:
character death, guns, fire, chase scenes
Chapters: 15
Word count: ~13,000
  <Anything written like this> is in the Chozo language.  Otherwise, unless specified, it is in Federation English.
  Chapter 2: Iono Feria
   Standing on one of Zebes’ canyon floors, I leaned to the left, my left hand’s fingers finding their place on the bar
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