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Mass Effect: The Requiem Saga: Genesis.

Volume 3.

Chapter 18.
Somewhere on The Citadel…
An armored man is checking through his equipment in his apartment, a monitor display giving light to the room.
Saren: The payment has gone through. The contract has been paid.
And a familiar voice is present as well.
Saren: I assume everything is in order now.
The mercenary, or possibly an assassin or bounty hunter of some sort, doesn’t answer. He just finishes checking through his equipment.
Saren: I assume your silence is a yes. Good. I hope to hear from you soon, Spartan, when you have sent Shepard’s head in a box to me.
The person codenamed Spartan replies in a deep modulated voice, hiding his identity.
Spartan: You will.
The call is cut off and Spartan begins to strap his weapons onto his back.
~X~
After getting off at the Chora’s Den transit station, we were walking up the stairs to get to the upper level of The Wards to get to the Med Clinic.
Ashley: We could have just taken the taxi straight to The Med Clinic…
“Look, when you’re paying for the taxi, you can give me shit about this.”
Ashley: You’re not paying at all!
“I-“
Blonde Man: Is that really… wow! It’s you!
We turned to see a blonde man with a goatee watching one of us from afar, saying something loud enough for us to notice. So we made our way over to him, a decent enough excuse to cut the conversation off there.
Blonde Man: You’re Commander Shepard, the hero of Eden Prime! I am so honored to meet you!
I would have flinched at the word ‘hero’ to describe me, but I was busy reeling from the realization that I am actually speaking to a fan of mine! A fan of mine! Imagine that. Someone actually gave a shit about me.
“Oh, it’s my pleasure. Who might you be?”
Conrad Verner: My name is Conrad. Conrad Verner. They say you killed more than a hundred geth on Eden Prime.
Was it that many…? I don’t actually remember. I don’t think so.
“I didn’t really keep track to be perfectly honest. More worried about colonists and all that shit, you know.”
Ignoring me, he kind of looked like a bulb lit up above his head.
Conrad Verner: Hey, I know you’re probably busy, but do you have time for a quick autograph?
Conrad handed me a piece of memorabilia and a pen that he must have conveniently had on him. I quickly wrote my signature, but almost wrote my previous surname before coming to this new place. But I was able to hamfist ‘Shepard’ into there.
“Anything for a fan.”
I handed it back to him.
Conrad Verner: Thanks. I really appreciate it. My wife is going to be so impressed! I’ll let you get back to work, but next time you’re on Earth, I’d love to buy you a drink! Thanks again!
Conrad walked off and I shrugged at my team, having a bit of a smug grin on my face. Who could blame me? I just met an actual fan of mine.
We began to walk away and I knew that this was what seemed to be a marketplace. It was smaller than I’d imagine, but it was still bustling.
Turian Merchant: I don’t think you bought this here. I don’t sell this model.
Human Customer: Look, I know it was you. I remember your face.
Turian Merchant: Really? That’s impressive. Usually you humans can’t tell one turian from another.
Human Customer: This was the place. Now are you going to give me a refund or not?
Turian Merchant: Do you have your proof of purchase?
Human Customer: What! No, I– I don’t think you ever gave me one.
Turian Merchant: I’m sorry, then. I can’t help you.
Human Customer: But–
Turian Merchant: Can’t help you.
I got a few steps away before I started laughing to myself.
The squad turned a corner and headed through a door, but that was pretty much it before someone else stopped me.
Emily Wong: Commander Shepard? Excuse me, Commander Shepard!
Ashley made an audible sigh, but I walked over. Maybe another fan?
Emily Wong: I’m Emily Wong. I’m an investigative journalist working here on The Citadel. Could I have a moment of your time?
Okay, not another fan.
“Sure.”
Emily Wong: I’ve been hunting evidence of corruption and organized crime on The Citadel, but there are places I can’t go. I was hoping you share anything you find during your own investigation. I can make it worth your time.
“Wait, hold up, how do you know I’m investigating some shit?”
Emily Wong: I’m a good journalist, Commander Shepard. Word gets around.
“That doesn’t answer my question. And it seems like you’re assuming a lot of things. Like my investigation is linked to yours. And that it’ll uncover anything you need.”
Emily Wong: You wouldn’t be investigating if it weren’t big. And if it’s big, it’s something I’d like to hear about.
“Ah. So you just want to know anything I find in general. Hrm. I’m not exactly a great source of information, to be honest, I usually get information from other people. So… why me?”
Emily Wong: I’m using every source I can find, but I think I’ve got a better shot with you. I’ve read your file. If anyone is going to uncover corruption here, it’s the Hero of The Skyllian Blitz.
That word again. Stop using it.
“Don’t try and use your charm on me. I know what this is. I’m just another source to you.”
Emily Wong: Hm?
Kaidan: Shepard?
“…Nothing. Well, I don’t know what use I could be or what information you’d need exactly, but, if I find anything that might be useful, I’ll let you know.”
Emily Wong: Thank you, Commander. You won’t regret it.
Emily goes off, taking another call from someone immediately. Woofh. Wonder how it’s like being that busy-
Oh wait. Right. Gotta uncover evidence on Saren. Trying to save humanity and all that.
So I am that busy. Hm. Well, I guess it’s time to stop fucking around.
Going through a corridor, a sign pops up that reads ‘Med Clinic’ and points right towards a door next to it. Kaidan and I being a bit lazy, Ashley opens the door for us, but we don’t really have the opportunity to be lazy as we hear sobbing and a cry coming from the room.
Dr. Chloe Michel: I didn’t tell anyone. I swear!
The scene unfolds before me and I take a moment to assess it. We just walked in on a potentially dangerous situation. The turian we met before that I somehow knew the name of, Garrus Vakarian, is taking cover behind a wall, where five men are surrounding a female doctor whose nametag reads Dr. Chloe Michel.
Thug: That was smart, Doc. Now, if Garrus comes around, you stay smart. Keep your mouth shut or we’ll–
The thug peered over Dr. Michel’s shoulder, seeing us rush into the room, and immediately grabs her around the neck, leveling his pistol.
Thug: Who are you?
Well. Shit.
I whipped out and leveled my own heavy pistol at the three men as Kaidan and Ashley take cover.
“The mailman, motherfucker. I got five bullets I’m going to be delivering to your heads.”
That was a lame line. Oh Jesus Christ. Shame on me.
But, the line was lame enough that it gave Garrus time to turn the corner, unloading his pistol at the thugs holding her hostage. He takes the one holding the good doctor out.
Dr. Chloe Michel: Ahh!
Garrus and the remaining four criminals stood off with all of their guns readied.
All four of us began to fire at the other four at once, suppressing them and taking one out. Three remained.
Ashley: Hnh!
Ashley took a precise shot from the edge of the wall, taking a second man out. However the remaining two began to fire back, causing us to get into cover and stay in cover. I looked at the situation. Two men hiding behind waist high cover connected to pillars. I think I can deal with this.
“Ashley! Grenade to the crate!”
Ashley: That won’t kill th-
“Do it!”
Ashley is hesitant, but complies, throwing a grenade from cover to the crate one of them was hiding behind, blowing it up. The two criminals stopped firing for a moment to take cover.
Kaidan: Commander?
“Cover me!”
I ran out of cover and sprinted forward, holding no weapon in my hand. I got to the one hiding in waist high cover just as he was getting up, grabbing his forearms holding his rifle and pulling them around the column. The other guy closed in on me, about to fire, but I vaulted over the waist-high cover, still holding the forearms as the other guy takes fire, hitting and killing his friend instead of me.
Criminal: Oh shit! Mark, ar-
I pushed the forearms away from me, startling the remaining criminal enough for Garrus, who was already approaching, to disarm the criminal and shoot him with his own pistol.
Garrus: Perfect timing, Shepard. Gave me a clear shot at that bastard.
“All in a day’s work.”
Garrus: Dr. Michel? Are you hurt?
Dr. Chloe Michel: No. I’m okay. Thanks to you. All of you.
“I’m not really the authority here, that would be Garrus, but I bet if you can tell us who these guys work for, we can give you protection.”
Dr. Chloe Michel: They work for Fist.
Fist?
The image of Wrex talking with the other Krogan flashes through my mind.
Krogan Bouncer: Back off, Wrex. Fist told us to take you down if you showed up.
Wrex: What are you waiting for? I’m standing right here. This is Fist’s only chance. If he’s smart, he’ll take it.
Krogan Bouncer: He’s not coming out, Wrex. End of story.
Wrex leans in close.
Wrex: This story is just beginning.
Dr. Chloe Michel: They wanted to shut me up. Keep me from telling Garrus about the quarian.
The Quarian? I… I know what she’s talking about. I think I even know who somehow. I don’t get it… but I know. I can’t put my finger on the name of who it is though… Dammit.
Dr. Chloe Michel: A few days ago, a quarian came by my office. She’d been shot, but she wouldn’t tell me who did it. I could tell she was scared, probably on the run. She asked me about The Shadow Broker. She wanted to trade information in exchange for a safe place to hide.
My stomach began to tighten. This girl… I feel like… I’ve never heard of her before, but I know her well somehow. And this… this is a really fucking bad piece of news I’m hearing.
“Where!? Where is she!?”
The whole group was slightly taken aback by my outburst.
Dr. Chloe Michel: I… I put her in contact with Fist. He’s an agent for The Shadow Broker.
Garrus: Not anymore. Now he works for Saren , and The Shadow Broker isn’t too happy about it.
Dr. Chloe Michel: Fist betrayed The Shadow Broker? That’s stupid, even for him. Saren must have made him quite the offer.
Garrus: That quarian must have something Saren wants. Something worth crossing The Shadow Broker to get.
My mind kept drifting to the quarian. A hazy image of a familiar person I’ve never seen keeps appearing in my mind.
“The quarian. What else about her?”
Dr. Chloe Michel: I’m not sure. Like I said, she wanted to trade information for a place to hide. She didn’t… wait a minute! Geth. Her information had something to do with the geth!
Oh shit.

Garrus: She must be able to link Saren to the geth. There’s no way The Council can ignore this!
Good. Gives me an excuse to find out who the hell this quarian is.
“Well, let’s go pay Fist a little visit then.”
Garrus: This is your show, Shepard. But I want to bring Saren down as much as you do. I’m coming with you!
I feel like this was supposed to happen.
“But you’re brothers in bird faces. Why do you hate him so much?”
Garrus: I couldn’t find the proof I needed in my investigation. But I knew what was really going on. Saren’s a traitor to The Council, and a disgrace to my people!
“Well. Glad to have you aboard The Shit-Train.”
Garrus: You know, we aren’t the only ones going after Fist. The Shadow Broker hired a Krogan Bounty Hunter named Wrex to take him out.
Ashley: Yeah, we saw him in the bar.
“A Krogan could be handy in a situation like this. A walking tank in humanoid form.”
Garrus: Last I heard, he was at The C-Sec Academy.
Kaidan: What’s he doing there?
Garrus: Fist accused him of making threats. We brought Wrex in for a little talk. If you hurry, you can catch him at the academy before he leaves.
I nodded.
“Let’s all head there n-“
Ashley: Wait, Commander, one of us has to leave the squadron. Teams of three are Council convention on away missions.
“Hrhm… which o-“
Kaidan: I’ll go, Commander. I have to scan The Keepers anyhow, right? I can continue doing that and when we all meet up, we can talk to The Salarian Scientist that gave us the mission in the first place.
“Right. Good idea. We’ll see you then, Kaidan.”
Ashley: When you get Wrex, take him with you. Then I’ll find Kaidan and I’ll help him scan.
“All right, sounds good.”
We left Kaidan to it and hurried downstairs to the C-Sec Academy when a man stopped us in our tracks. His nametag read Officer Lang.
Officer Lang: Hey, I know you. You’re Shepard, right?
“Yeah, that’s me.”
Officer Lang: I was on Mindoir during The Blitz. Saw you on the vids when you got your medal. You saved the whole colony!
Ashley: Looks like you have another fan.
Officer Lang: I’m sorry. I’ve just never met someone like you in person. My name’s Lang. Officer Eddie Lang, Citadel Security. It’s an honor to meet you, Commander. What are you doing down here in the wards? Anything I can help you with?
I smiled at him. Well, I guess I can make a little bit of time.
“So you work here on The Citadel? How do you like it?”
Officer Lang: This place is amazing! I’ve been here almost a year and I still haven’t seen a tenth of it. The Presidium’s just so beautiful. Good place to go and relax. But I really like it here down in the wards. There’s always something going on somewhere. Like that new club they just opened a few months ago, Flux. Wicked scene in there, Commander. You should check it out when you have some time.
“Heh. I don’t really dance or club, but I might stop by. Thanks. But you work in C-Sec right? How do you like it?”
Officer Lang: I don’t know. Seemed like the right thing to do, you know? Maybe it’s in my blood. My grandfather was a cop back on Earth. It’s kind of what C-Sec is. Police for the Citadel. I’m still pretty new at it, but I like it so far. Way more interesting than staying back on Earth. You get to meet all kinds of new aliens. Like those hanar. Wild. Plus, C-Sec gets a lot of respect here. We uphold the law. People, even aliens, appreciate that.
Ashley grabs my shoulder.
Ashley: Commander, we have to go. Now.
“Right. Sorry. It was nice speaking with you, Officer Lang. I should go, but maybe I’ll see you again soon.”
Officer Lang: Right. You look like you’re real busy. Well, see you around, Commander.
After a quick goodbye, we ran through the door next to Officer Lang and rushed to C-Sec Academy.
Maybe I needed that talk. Just one with a nice person. One that isn’t an alien that I’ve never seen in person before or a criminal or a political figure of some sort. Just a normal person to let me know that yeah, this is reality. Take it or leave it, I guess.
Is there even a way to go back to my world? My… dimension, I guess? Timeline? If my time created a way to go back, maybe there’s a way now…
But do I even want to go back? I… I don’t know. Life is peaceful back where I’m from but… I… hm…
Garrus: Commander?
“Hm?”
Garrus: You still with us? We’re about there.
“Yeah. Sorry.”
I’ll think about it.
But we were already in the main plaza of C-Sec Academy, where several officers were surrounding the huge Urdnot Wrex.
C-Sec Officer: Witnesses saw you making threats in Fist’s bar. Stay away from him.
Wrex: I don’t take orders from you.
C-Sec Officer: This is your only warning, Wrex.
Wrex: You should warn Fist. I will kill him.
Not a great negotiator, I see. Eh. I’ll work around it.
C-Sec Officer: You want me to arrest you?
Wrex: I want you to try.
But a huge badass. That I can work with.
Wrex catches my eyes and pushes his way past the C-Sec Officer.
C-Sec Officer: Go on. Get out of here.
Wrex: Do I know you, human?
“My name’s Sam Shepard. I’m going after Fist. Thought you might want to come along.”
Wrex: Shepard? Commander Shepard? I’ve heard a lot about you. We’re both warriors, Shepard. Out of respect, I’ll give you fair warning. I’m going to kill Fist.
He leaned in close to me, as if to challenge me to his right to kill him. But before I could even say anything, Garrus interjected.
Garrus: Fist knows you’re coming. We’ll have a better chance if we all work together.
Wrex: My people have a saying: Seek the enemy of your enemy, and you will find a friend.
“Something tells me we’re going to get along just fine, my friend.”
We both shake hands.
Wrex: Let’s go. I hate to keep Fist waiting.
Ashley: And that’s my cue. I’ll head out to help Kaidan, you three give Fist an extra bullet for me.
“Right. See you.”
Ashley runs off.
“Well, you heard the girl.”
We head on our way to the elevator to get out of the C-Sec Academy.
“Let’s go get ourselves a scumbag.”
To Be Continued…
- 17
- 18
- 19
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