Fallen Angels Part IThe morning sun assaulted Samus Aran's eyes as she guided her Gunship through the inter-dimensional portal Master Hand had opened for the Smashers' convenience. Donning her helmet, the bounty hunter steered her vessel towards the landing strip where other aircraft were already docked. Crazy Hand, having been put in charge of air traffic control, directed Samus to a section of the airfield where a group of Toads stood ready to unload her luggage. Deploying the landing gear, the Gunship touched down.
Removing her helmet, Samus leant back in her seat, breathing a sigh of relief as she saw the Falcon Flyer parked the other side of the airfield; she'd rather avoid crossing the good Captain's path for the time being. Putting away her armour, the bounty hunter descended the Gunship's cargo ramp where an ape garbed in a tuxedo, wraparound shades and a red bandana awaited her. Evidently, Master Hand had had a hard time finding extra help for this tournament.
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