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A Slave... Or A Pet	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 94307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Those few seconds in darkness, all Liara could hear was the sound of Delaana's breath, rapid heaving gasps against her face. The hand that she had placed on Liara's shoulder gripped tightly into her flesh, nails digging painfully into her skin.

"Goddess, please. I... I don't want..." For a moment there, Liara was sure that a third woman had entered the room. Because the utterly terrified sound in Delaana's voice was unlike anything she'd ever heard in the weeks she'd been talking to her captor.

Almost as soon as the lights went out, however, they all flared back to life. Liara blinked as her vision returned, and she saw the panicked look on Delaana's face.

"G... get out of here!" Delaana said, the asari's harsh expression returning. "Go back to your cell, right now!" The hand on Liara's shoulder shoved her away, and Liara quickly made her exit out of the office door.

But instead of leaving right away, she lingered, outside the door and out of view. Through the open doorway, she heard Delaana open up a comm-link. "Yuri, what the fuck is going on?"

"I don't know!" said the nervous voice on the other end of the line. "All of a sudden we just lost power for a few seconds. Some sort of fluctuation in the system."

A power fluctuation. Liara felt a thrill run through her body. She had almost given up hope that Solvitis would find a way to get them out of there. But if he had been the cause of the power outage, then it was possible he was able to get the message off to his team. Maybe rescue was coming for them after all.

"Fucking... you know what would have happened to this ship if that power had stayed off just a little while longer?" Delaana barked furiously to Yuri. "Find out what just happened, or your next patrol duty will be on the ship's hull... without fucking oxygen."

Delaana cut the link, and things inside the office were silent for a moment. Liara leaned against the wall, remaining as quiet as possible. Soon, she could hear Delaana letting out harsh breaths, punctuating by muffled thumps that sounded like a fist being pounded into a desk.

"Fuck... fuck..." Liara heard Delaana muttering between gasps. Her voice sounded weak, and drained of all the anger and volume she had used on Yuri seconds earlier.

After several minutes with nothing further heard, Liara padded her way back to the prison block. Thankfully, Shepard and Miranda were alone when she returned, as Liara was finding it difficult to disguise her glee at the latest developments.

Once she was back in the comforting arms of Shepard, she quickly whispered to her. "It's happening. That power fluctuation... it was Solvitis, I know it."

"Are you sure?" Shepard eventually answered. Over the past few days, conversations with her had been halting affairs. Shepard seemed to take a second or two before every response, as if her mind was working in slow-motion. "Could it have just been a... a technical malfunction or something?"

"No, it had to have been him," Liara whispered to her. "How long have we been on this ship, and nothing like this has happened before? The message is out. Now we just have to hang in there until rescue comes!"

"I don't know if I..." Shepard started to say, before the door to their cell slid open.
"Get up, all of you," Delaana said. It took Liara a second to realize what had given her such an odd feeling: the asari merc leader had never set foot in their cell before now. That giddy feeling Liara had been having immediately went away, replaced with a trace of dread. Something was wrong.

Delaana's expression was cold as she gestured. "This way," she commanded them, and turned without making sure they followed.

But of course, they did. Delaana's stride was wide and determined, and Liara and her fellow prisoners had a little trouble keeping up. That fear Liara had felt started to grow, as Delaana's path led them into an area of the Broker's ship that Liara had never been to before: not during their failed attempt to overthrow the Broker, nor during their month of captivity.

Eventually, they found themselves in front of a closed door. And when Delaana triggered the lock and it slid open, Liara felt her heart sink further.

It was that room. Even from the grainy videos on the vidscreen in their cell, Liara recognized it immediately. The wide open, empty room that their captors used when they needed more space to indulge their sick thrills. Liara had never been into this room, and the first thing that hit her was the smell. So many bodily fluids had been spilled in this room: human, turian, batarian and varren, and obviously nobody paid much attention to cleaning it properly. There were dark brown stains in various spots on the floor, and the room absolutely reeked.

But before Liara even had a chance to gag at the terrible stench, her attention was drawn to the far end of the room from where they entered. All of the mercs in Delaana's team were lined up at attention against the wall. Even Solvitis, who Liara hadn't seen for weeks, was there. All of them looked a bit nervous, and that just made Liara even more afraid.

"Stand there," Delaana coldly directed the three women, pointing them to a wall perpendicular to the mercs. "Don't move a muscle until I tell you otherwise."

They obeyed, the three of them adopting a posture similar to the mercs without prompting: hands behind their backs, standing straight at attention. It probably looked ridiculous: the three naked women standing up straight like soldiers. But dignity had gone out the window weeks ago.

The door slid shut, and Delaana stood in the center of the room, stern eyes flicking back and forth between her prisoners and her underlings.

After a few seconds, Delaana reached into the holster at her side, retrieved her Carnifex, and fired a single shot into the ceiling. Everyone on the room flinched, but remained standing at attention.

"You hear that sound?" Delaana growled to the room, bringing the gun down to her side but not returning it to its holster. "Does it frighten you? It should, because before this night is over, it's going to be the last sound that one of you hears."

"She knows," Liara immediately thought. "Oh, Goddess, she knows." Her eyes drifted over to Solvitis, who immediately saw her look and narrowed his own eyes, his mandibles twitching with anger. Liara immediately got the hint, and returned to staring straight ahead.

"A few weeks ago, the Shadow Broker received a coded message intercepted by one of his associates," Delaana said, pacing around the room with her gun at the ready. "Took him a while to decode it, and turned out a little garbled once we were finished. But we got enough to know the general idea: the sender was offering congratulations, that the receiver had been able to successfully infiltrate a mercenary team as a mole." She paused before adding, "My mercenary team."

Liara struggled to keep the fear off her face. Not now. Not when they were so close to escape.

But something about this seemed off: if Delaana knew Solvitis was a mole, he'd already be dead right now. So why these intimidation tactics?
Delaana focused her attention on the men in front of her. "The Broker was trying to determine who the message was sent to, but we've been having no luck so far. This little glitch we had, though, has forced me to use more direct methods." She glared at the line of nervous mercs, her fingers tightly gripping the Carnifex in her hand. "See, the Broker's systems may not be able to block outgoing messages when they're out of commission, but whichever one of you sent out that extranet message wasn't nearly as clever as he thought. We may not know who did it and where it went, but somebody sent something out during the blackout."

The merc leader watched all of them, waiting for some sort of reaction. Liara shot a quick glance at Solvitis, not lingering for too long for fear of breaking his cover... and not wanting to see on his face that he knew his cover was already broken. From what she saw, though, Solvitis wasn't acting any more nervous than the rest of the team.

"So whichever one of you sent that message... congratulations. You finally forced the Broker's hand," Delaana bent her arm and pointed her pistol up at the ceiling. "And we're not leaving this room until I've found out who the mole is, and he's lying dead at my fucking feet."

Letting this sink in with her team, Delaana turned her attention to the prisoners. "Anything in particular you'd like to tell me before we begin, ladies?" Sauntering over to them, she raised the barrel of her gun to place it under each of their chins, one at a time. "Any of these men said anything to you? Done anything suspicious I need to know about?" She stopped at Liara, and Liara noticed her finger drift off the trigger as she pointed it at Liara. "If so, tell me now. Because if I find out later that you've been hiding things, I might have to find out what other secrets you might have been keeping from me." Bringing her free hand up, Delaana placed it against Liara's cheek. "And I promise... it will be painful," she added.

When none of the women said anything, Delaana turned her attention back to the men. "Right, then. I'm going to give you assholes one chance to get out of this. To spare you all the pain of what's to come." She stepped down the line of men, glaring at each man in turn. Hawkins stared at the floor, the slight medic looking anxious. Bowers, as usual in Delaana's presence, seemed to shrink down to half his size as she passed. Okoru, Solvitis, Roth, Yuri, Grell... all of them flinched as she passed.

"See, I barely know any of you shits," Delaana said as she reached the end of the line. "Grell, you've been on my team the longest, and yet you'd only been with me two months before we got hired for this assignment. So, as far as I know, any of you could be the mole." Moving to stand in front of Grell, Delaana glared directly into a pair of eyes. "So, Grell. We'll start with you. You have anything you want to tell me?"

Grell shook his head. "I didn't send the message, I swear!"

"Then who did?" Delaana asked. "If you know something, Grell, you'd better spill it." She brought up her empty hand and held it inches from the batarian's face. "Before I go looking myself."

"I don't know who did it. I was in the..." Grell babbled, up until Delaana's fingers pressed against his forehead. His words were cut off by a guttural scream, as Delaana's eyes went black and she melded with the unfortunate batarian. The rest of the mercs watched as their compatriot spasmed and shook. Meanwhile, Delaana grinned, as the euphoric sensation of melding filled her.

Liara thought back to Miranda, who had only been in contact with Delaana for a few brief seconds before the Ardat-Yakshi had taken her pleasure. And that had been enough to send the perfect human into unconsciousness.

But this time, it seemed like minutes passed as the merc leader plunged through Grell's mind, searching for any secrets buried deep inside his consciousness.

Finally, after Grell's voice had given out from screaming, and only strangled gasps were coming out of him, Delaana released the meld, and the hardened batarian merc collapsed to the ground. If it weren't for the raspy breaths he was taking, Liara would have been sure Grell had been killed by Delaana's merge.
Delaana, meanwhile, shuddered in wicked pleasure. "Well, it seems old four-eyes here is on the level." She turned her attention to the next in line, Yuri looking down in horror at his comrade before snapping his attention up to Delaana's approach. "Yuri. You handle the engineering duties around here. You'd be in the perfect position to cause that power fluctuation. Anything you feel like sharing before we do this the hard way?"

"I'm not the mole, I swear!" Yuri cried out. "I wasn't even in the... gggAAAAAHHHHH!" the burnt-faced human threw his head back and shrieked as Delaana's hand pressed against his temple.

As Delaana burrowed into Yuri's mind, Liara looked down the line at Solvitis, the turian nervously shuffling from one foot to the other. "When Delaana reaches him," she thought, "it's all over. There's no way she won't find out what's going on."

She tried to come up with some sort of distraction, a way to interrupt what was going on. For a moment, she considered throwing out a false accusation against one of the other mercs. Claim that Hawkins or Okoru or somebody else further down the line was really the mole.

But it wouldn't work. From the look of glee that came across Delaana's face as she tortured her underlings, the asari leader would no doubt meld with the accused anyway, and find out the truth of Liara's lies. And then they'd be right back where they started.

She wondered if perhaps Solvitis might be able to disarm Delaana while she was occupied with one of the other mercs. But the turian was making no moves, simply standing in place and nervously waiting his turn. He had to know that he was dead the second Delaana entered his mind. Why in the name of the Goddess wasn't he doing anything?

Yuri finally fell to the floor, spasmodically twitching. Delaana scowled down at him. "Fuck, Yuri, you're even sicker than I thought. Your own sister, really?" Moving down the line, Delaana gave Roth a wide, toothy grin. "So, varren boy. Ready for me to find out what you do with your animals when nobody's watching? Or do you have something to tell me?"

"It.. it's Solvitis!" Roth yelled in panic. "I saw him messing with a power junction a few hours ago! I was going to tell you, but..."

"He's a liar," Solvitis said, a bit loud but still managing to sound calm. "Meld with him, Delaana. You'll see that he's full of shit."

Roth shook his head. "It's true! I saw..." Roth nearly bit off his own tongue as Delaana's fingers found his face, and his jaw clamped shut to try and cut off the screams. As Roth quivered and shook, Liara stared at Solvitis, trying to figure out what the turian's game plan was. Or if he even had one.

She tried to console herself. "Even if he's caught," she thought, "hopefully his team is still coming. And maybe they'll do better against the Broker and his men than we managed to."

As Roth finally tumbled back against the wall, Delaana chuckled. "Well, you were right, Solvitis. He was lying."

She moved to stand in front of the turian and crossed her arms. "But unfortunately for you, he also wasn't the mole. And just because he didn't see you causing the power fluctuation... doesn't mean you didn't do it. So... you have anything to get off your chest?"

Delaana moved in close, her face inches away from Solvitis. Everyone in the room that wasn't collapsed unconscious on the floor watched in nervous anticipation.

Solvitis stared back at Delaana, his mouth open, but no excuses coming out. Finally, he let out a rasping laugh. "Okay, fine. You want to know the truth? It was all..."

And just then, Liara felt a hand grasp onto her forearm. Before she even knew what was happening, she could hear an omni-blade flare to life, and a burning sensation press against her torso.

"Okay, I think that's about enough," Hawkins called out to the room. "One wrong move, and I gut this asari bitch where she stands!"
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