Angel's Lament

First Contact

Angel's Lament

Not much I need to say this round except thanks for reading and have a nice time, aside from that let's roll...

Chapter 16: First Contact

The Kodiak was filled with a tense silence as it traversed the vacuum of space, all within aware of the danger they were venturing into. Shepard was feeling the pressure at the moment, her mind filled with second-guessing thoughts about how she was doing something very wrong bringing her crew onto the pirate ship.

But despite her misgivings and doubts, Shepard knew it was far too late to go back, they were so close to possibly meeting with the 'Angels' or whoever they were. And maybe if Shepard was able to keep her charming skills she might even be able to convince them to help her in her mission to stop the Reapers. Surely these Angels would be willing to work with her, sure their methods were extreme but they had only seemed to be doing what was necessary. So with that hopeful thought, Shepard steeled herself in her purpose and mission.

After another moment of tense silence, Shepard spoke in the hope of getting herself and her team ready for what they were most likely about to encounter. "Does everyone understand our mission?"

She was met by a series of affirmatives from her squad though she could tell Mordin was holding himself back from asking his own questions. But he decided not to ask, and Shepard left it there.

After receiving the confirmation from her squad Shepard then said. "Good, then you know we are simply here to speak to them and to see if we can't come to some kind of agreement with them. But know I want everyone to stay together for this mission as well. That means when you want to go somewhere you ask me for approval and we will go there as a team. Now is that understood?"

Again the squad replied affirmative, with that said Shepard nodded and prepared to continue speaking but stopped herself as the sound of the Kodiaks frame groaning pulled her from her thoughts. The noise meant the shuttle had finally entered the Pirate ships cargo bay. But unlike normal, the noise now sounded haunting as if the bells of death tolling. The noise was so jarring it caused Shepard and most of the people in the Kodiak to jump when they heard the ship touch down on the deck.

This even affecting them so much that for the next minute no one made a sound or even moved, with the exception of Mordin and Miranda who waited in their own ways, the former attempting to scan through the Kodiak and the latter tapping her foot impatiently.

Finally, after what felt like an age to Shepard she was able to move again relatively unhindered by her dread. Miranda for her part, impatient at the slowness Shepard was exhibiting and with her own anxiety to move on pushed past Shepard and prepared to hit the button to open the shuttle. When she reached the button she looked back to see if Shepard would object to her opening the door. To which Shepard reluctantly nodded. Not a second later and the ramp clattered to the floor of the cargo bay decking with a dampened clang.

The Cargo bay was pitch black not a light on in the rooms whole expanse, the darkness only parting a little due to the light emanating from the inside of the Kodiak. This small amount of light only served to showcase a small patch of the deck, and a few overturned crates. Beyond that, the room still remained darkened and was unseeable. Jane swore she felt something watching her the second the ramp fell, but the darkness obscured her from seeing it.

Miranda, Shepard, and Kaiden were the first to bring up their flashlights, and what they saw was unsettling, to say the least. The sight had become a normal one whenever they were following after the Angel's, but that still did little to lessen its terrifying impact.

Jane's flashlight when it activated immediately illuminated the broken body of what she guessed to have been a Turian. Their body was an unrecognizable mess of broken armor, bones, and blood. Shepard and the others immediately began to wave their lights around the room to see more of what happened and if they were being watched.