I got up and shook my head. I looked down at my arm cannon.
Wait...ARM CANNON????
"Oh.
My.
God.
I'M FREAKING SAMUS ARAN!!" I yelled, a little loud. I blinked when I noticed I yelled it out loud, then collapsed on the ground in pain and tiredness, the power suit disappearing. "The heck?" I said, confused.
Think, think..Right! Samus's power suit is controlled solely by her mind! It can take years of training, and causes a lot of physical and mental pain and stress...
(Yay :3)




