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Present day:
"Ever just look out into the open abyss of space and think, There's just so much to be done?" I'm in a dark room, on a chair- there's a plain silver table standing in between me, and a human interrogator sitting menacingly with fury in his eyes. the human interrogator slams a book on the table. "So much to be done huh? That line was written by you in your diary, seemingly a long time ago." I sat in silence. I didn't really know what could be said, I did actually commit the crimes I'm here for, but that's not the whole story. "Start from the beginning-personal life- why and how you started one of the most feared gangs in the galaxy- and why we shouldn't kill you where you sit."
5 Years ago:
I'm in the middle of a battlefield, a part of a military operation that we can't win. Bodies scattered along the sandy wasteland, Large Krogan soldiers with blood splattered on their head plates, dismembering our soldiers with one deadly slug from their custom shotguns foolishly sold to them on Tuchanka's black market.
I stood behind cover in awe, exhausted and regretful. Since the reaper invasion the public was scared by any form of rumor based around war, causing many people from all races, all across the galaxy to join their respected military forces.
I was one of them, nobody could ever be as much of a hero as Commander Shepard, who gave his life to save all existing life as we know it. But I wasn't in it for fame and glory. I just wanted peace, and the threats to innocence destroyed. "Looking back on what I've become, maybe I should've fallen with the rest of my comrades that
day..."
The fight was hopeless, it was supposed to be a clean in-out process, go in, stop a black market sale from happening, and keep the backup out of it. But of course it was a bust, I wasn't fit to take on this incoming threat, with most of the squad already dead, I decided to flee. In the distance there was an in-tact UT-47 Kodiak, a lightweight transport shuttle- frequently used by the military for obstructed landings.
I bolted out of cover and ran as fast as I could. I pulled up my Omni-Tool and constructed a holo-drone to stop some of the incoming bullets from my flank. Once I got to the shuttle, I ripped off my dog-tags, throwing them on the ground and taking the shuttle off-world. It was official, I deserted alliance military, I was presumed KIA,"
Present:
"Right, well it sounds like you didn't have much equipment, nor did you have that stolen Cerberus Heavyweight cruiser. Cerberus hasn't existed since the reaper invasion, and all of their technology, weapons and ships are heavily guarded at secret military lockups around the galaxy. How'd you get that stuff, and I know someone like you couldn't have done all that alone. Tell me, who are your accomplices?"
Short chapter I know, future chapters will be longer but don't expect anything too long
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Mass Effect: Mercenaries
FanfictionFollow the story of Rhys Lancer, an Ex-Alliance soldier turned freelance mercenary. Just writing this for fun, now- there will be a Lot of in-depth mass effect lore mentions which I won't go too in-depth about, there will be cuss words and possibly...
