Ridley's Relief

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I, the Asylum of the Damned, do not own the Metroid series. This is only a fanfic. Use with caution. Apply only near nose area. May explode if kept near open flame. Do not contact with eyes or mouth. Common symptoms include runny nose and nausea. Do not take more than twice a day. Conditions subject to change. Do not hold upside down. Shake well. Do not freeze below -30 C. Eh, one of those ought to work.

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WARNING:

If you are weak at heart or get queasy to the stomach easily, DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT read this fic. Okay? I gave you a fair warning, so if you end up puking all over your keyboard or have your innocence brutally scarred after reading, tough shit. It's your problem now.
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Heavy, loud, clanking footsteps echoed throughout the dim cavern, where only tiny slints of light from cracks in the surface made it through so far underground. The steps grew louder and clearer, and he could hear them perfectly in his darkened perch. And as soon as the dark blue figure wandered into the clearing amongst the subterranean rocks below, he stretched his broad wings and swooped like an eagle to a fish upon it. His gleaming talons grasped the blue android by its arms, pinning it to the ground with a crash. The figure only struggled and gasped, "Ridley!"

The giant purple dragon flexed his wings and grinned cruelly at his prey. "It's good to see you again too, Samus."

Samus struggled underneath Ridley's weight, but she only managed to get Ridley to tighten his grip on her limbs. "How many times do I have to kill you, Ridley?" Samus snarled.

"I'll stop bothering you once you're good and dead," Ridley sneidly replied. "How much years have you got left in you? Five? Ten? You humans can barely break eighty, and I doubt you'll last until sixty."

"Wanna know how much longer you'll live?" Samus snarled back, "Two minutes!"

With that, Samus wrenched her cannon arm free and shoved the barrel into Ridley's snout. Ridley barely managed to crane his long neck to the side in time to hear a roaring missile blast by his face. Opening his jaws wide, Ridley lunged his neck downward upon Samus, only to have a taste of the subterranean rock floor fill his mouth when Samus struggled free from his grip. Clambering to her feet, Samus aimed her cannon at Ridley's open ribs and fired another missile. The blast exploded into a shower of flames and shrapnel, thowing Ridley onto his side. Ridley felt his breath begin to grow weaker, knowing he was aging just as Samus was. "I've been killing you over and over for twenty years, Ridley," Samus snarled ready to blow Ridley's head off of his shoulders with another missile. "Maybe this time if I incinerate every bit of your body, you'll stay dead!"

The puddle of mud that Ridley soon found he had his hand in was whipped off the ground a heartbeat later, splattering onto Samus' visor. Samus reeled in surprise, her vison completely obscured by the thick muck. And as she tried to hurriedly rub off the sticky slime from her visor, Ridley took whatever energy he had left in him to struggle to his feet and lunge at Samus with wide-open jaws. His upper jaw grazed into Samus's left shoulder, and his lower jaw snapped shut, tearing underneath Samus' ribcage. And with a vicious tug of his neck, Ridley felt his teeth tear into Samus' armor, feeling bones crush between his jaws. The two of them remained motionless, with Ridley beginning to taste the bitterness of blood gushing down his chin, and with Samus silently shivering. Suddenly, Samus collapsed to her knees, slowly sliding off of Ridley's jaw. Ridley thought he saw their eyes connect for just a split second before he felt Samus' already lifeless-looking suit become completely souless, and when Samus collapsed on her stomach and the last echo of her body hitting the rocky ground bounced out of the cavern, Ridley suddenly felt alone.

Ridley licked the blood off of his chin and from inside his mouth, spitting it out again soon after. "God, I even hate the taste of you," Ridley muttered at Samus' body, flicking out the last of her blood from his teeth with his tongue. The odd sinking sensation he felt in his stomach began to press lower, and Ridley could only wonder why. Being a cheif pirate, he had killed thousands of creatures like Samus before, but now he felt something different begin to swell up within him.

Loneliness. As soon as the word entered his mind, Ridley's eyes immediately focused on what used to be Samus. He was lonely. He was always lonely. He lost count how many years it had been since he had seen another of his kind, since he had seen someone other than a fellow pirate whom he had not killed without so much as a thought. Crouching over the body of his slain long-time enemy, Ridley tapped on the back of Samus' helmet. "Strong, brave, and living the lonely life," Ridley muttered, "We could have been best of freinds."

Ridley wished with all his heart that Samus would reply, but he only got a unnerving silence. Water droplets from miles away in the underground cavens echoed softly throughout the cavern, and Ridley could only let his thoughts rythm to their beats as he looked at Samus' back. He wondered what would have happened if Samus was a fellow pirate. He wondered what would have happened if Samus was a dragon like himself. He wondered what would have happened if he and Samus were even friends. And when he wondered what could have happened if both their loneliness got the better of them together, his stomach suddenly winced.

"How utterly... vile!" Ridley's brain scolded him. "I know I'm a despicable space pirate, but I'm not that despicable!"

He looked at Samus' body, and soon began to grow curious. He knew the various armors his former arch-enemy wore well, but he never knew the creature within. Finding the stomach to ignore his better conscience, Ridley gingerly dragged his talon into and across the back of Samus' armor, splitting it from her shoulders to her waist. Ridley pulled apart Samus' armor, seeing a soft, pinkish skin underneath a simple blue leotard. His curiosity now fully ensnared, Ridley sliced open the rest of Samus' armor, and within seconds, Ridley had completely dissected Samus' armor into thin strips of metal, scattering them about the cavern as he tore the armor apart.

Soon, all that was left before Ridley was the lifeless body of Samus, the deep wound in her chest still bleeding heavily. The unarmored body of Samus looked like a completely different creature to him, and Ridley still wanted to see more. Ridley rolled Samus over onto her back, and his eyes suddenly locked on the face of his dead nemesis. Although her face was lined with faint, thin wrinkles, Ridley still noticed how beautiful her long blonde hair was, tied neatly in a ponytail. Ridley gingerly reached up to Samus' face, stroking his claw along her cheek, feeling her skin to be surprisingly soft. Ridley had always thought that humans had thick, shell-like skin, but that was based on how quickly his talons had sliced them apart. Ignoring Samus' bloody wound, Ridley's mind suddenly stopped once his eyes reached her chest.

His mind quickly switched back to his loneliness. He began wishing for a female dragon more than he had ever wished before, and just as Ridley was on the verge of breaking down with angst, a tiny voice in his head squeaked, "There's a female lying down in front of you."

Ridley froze. "How utterly... vile!" He screamed mentally to himself.

But then when Ridley looked at Samus one more time, he quickly found himself acting without thought.

Ridley pulled back Samus' leotard, ripping off the torso, baring Samus' breasts. Ridley gazed at them, fascinated at her unique mamillian featurHer Her dark red nipples quickly caught his attention, and Ridley could only help but wonder why male humans liked to stare at them so much. With his interest quickly lost, Ridley tore off the rest of Samus' leotard, and he was quick to spot what was universally recognized to all males in the universe. Ridley craned his neck down between Samus' legs, and as soon as he laid eyes upon Samus' vagina, Ridley briefly forgot his name.

Ridley's brain was thinking without him. As soon as he saw the bright red flesh inside of her, Ridley felt his pulse thob towards his hips, forcing his penis to stand up straight. Knowing that this may be the last time that he would ever see a female crotch of any species as long as he was a pirate, Ridley let all the wind out of his lungs, waited until he could go no longer without air, shoved his nostrils against Samus' moist vagina and sucked in the deepest breath through his nose than he ever had in his life.

Something within Ridley's mind suddenly snapped. As soon as the scent of Samus invaded his nasal membranes, Ridley's body was on autopilot. With a thin string of drool leaking out of the corner of his jaws, Ridley threw himself upon Samus, jamming himself into her body. Ridley forced himself to thrust feverishly, even though he was twice Samus' size, feeling Samus' insides stretch and tear from his thrusting. Growling and huffing madly, Ridley suddenly quickened his pace, pumping himself in and out of Samus like a machine gun. And then with a drool-filled howl, Ridley released himself, feeling his stomach deplete. Ridley came to a stop, panting and weezing heavily.

Once he had finally caught his breath and his heart steadied, Ridley slowly pulled himself out of Samus, collapsing on his backside as soon as they were seperated. Ridley felt his erection still ticking in the air like a metronome, watching his semen ooze out of Samus' torn-up and bloody vagina. Pressing his penis towards the ground, Ridley waited until it had shrunk back down again before getting back to his feet. Looking back at Samus, Ridley suddenly felt disgusted with himself, a feeling which he had almost forgotten about several years re. re.

Forcing his eyes off of Samus' body, Ridley stretched his wings, and took to the air.