Reunited | By : Boompeew Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 25156 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Author’s notes: Hello hello guys and gals, welcome to chapter 39 of Reunited! Megan meets the dethroned Aria in this chapter and the crew finally goes for the Primarch’s son! If any of you have suggestions on what I could write in future chapters please don’t hesitate to PM me. As usual, here’s the link to my adult-fanfiction.org account: http: //members. adultfanfiction. net/profile. php? no=1296890817&view=story (just remove the spaces between the periods and you’ll get there). Miranda yawned, stretching her back and arms in the chair she’d been sitting in for the past 3 hours, compiling after-action reports, along with organizing the requisition orders so she could hand them off to Cortez, who was also doing his own requisition orders so as to cross check with Miranda’s and see if either of them missed out on anything. The cabin doors slid open to allow Megan entrance and the redhead strode through the door, carrying 2 mugs of steaming hot coffee. “Hey Miri, got you some coffee. I think you need to take a break right now.”Megan smiled at her beloved wife, kissing the brunette as she set down the mugs on the table. “Sounds good Cassie. I swear that everytime I do the reports, I’m reminded about why so many Alliance soldiers jump ship to Cerberus.”The Sentinel sighed tiredly, relaxing in the chair and sipping her coffee as Megan stood behind her and began to massage her shoulders. “Well honey, you should relax. Your shoulders are so tense.”The redhead admonished her wife as Miranda laughed. “It’s quite hard to relax when you’re not helping me do the requisition orders…”She teased. “…And here we are with me giving you a massage, and you trying to blackmail me into doing requisition orders.”The Vanguard rolled her green eyes as she squeezed Miranda’s shoulders, getting a relieved hiss out of her. “Think of it as me motivating you to do something. You have a few messages on your account, by the way.”Miranda retorted sassily as Megan reached for a datapad on the desk with one hand and grasped her mug of coffee with the other. Logging in, she saw that she had one message from Admiral Hackett, one from Admiral Anderson, one from her mother and one from Aria T’Loak. “Aria? Why the hell would she want to meet me on the Citadel instead of her hideous club?”Megan wondered as she cycled to her mother’s message. It was short, but it effectively drove home the point that the battle for Elysium was heating up real quick. The Alliance fleets defending Elysium had lost 14 frigates, 10 cruisers and one dreadnought, and not to mention several squadrons of fighters. The Cerberus ships supporting the Alliance fleets had gotten off a little easier, but considering that their navy was a tiny fraction of the Alliance’s, losing 3 cruisers, 2 frigates along with several support ships was a major loss for them. Grissom Academy was now in danger of falling to Reaper forces, but evacuations were going slowly thanks to a Reaper ambush that cut off the evac lines and effectively ensured that they were in control of Grissom Academy’s space traffic. However, the Alliance garrison, which had been reinforced by Cerberus ground forces before the ambush, was making damned sure that the Reapers wouldn’t have total control of the station anytime soon. Hannah Shepard ended the message by making Megan promise that she would take care of herself and that she loved her. “I love you too mom.”The redhead whispered as she dictated her reply. “Hey mom, I’m doing fine. Been better, but then again, we’ve all been. I’m heading to the Citadel right now to resupply and talk to Aria T’Loak. Yeah, the crime lord. Big twist, right? Anyways after that, we’re going on a highly classified mission to extract the turian Primarch’s son. The Primarch stonewalled me about op details and even when I pressed him for it, he wouldn’t say. God I hate all this secretive bullshit. Although I’m an N7, classified crap still bugs the hell out of me. I love you, and Miri sends her love. Take care out there. Stay safe out there and give the squids hell mom.”Megan finished her message and sent it to her mother before reading Hackett’s message. “Well, Grissom Academy it is then. Right after sorting out the Primarch’s mess.”The Spectre hummed as she read through Admiral Hackett’s request. “Miri, we’re going to evac Grissom Academy after getting the Primarch’s son out. Make sure we’re well stocked with medical supplies when we dock.”Megan ordered as Miranda looked up from her terminal. “We’re needed for an evac at Elysium? Why?”She asked. “Apparently, our stealth system is the only one capable of sneaking past the Reaper blockade at Grissom. They’ve tried several approached but were repelled, and the last attempt cost them 2 curisers. The other Normandy class frigate is tied down doing hit and runs on Camala, so we’re the go-to team.”Megan explained. “I see. Well, I’ll fit that in for later. And…done! Requisition order is finally ready for issue. See you later babe.”Miranda proclaimed in relief as she stood up, tapping a few keys and sending the order to Cortez before leaving the cabin. “See you later babe.”Megan bade goodbye, sitting down on the couch as she read Anderson’s message. Miranda headed down to the crew deck, her coffee mug in hand as she chuckled upon seeing Jacob and James arm-wrestling. The massive Latino was evidently winning as Jacob grunted, putting every ounce of his own considerable strength to work. “Hey Miri. Love how your uniform highlights your cute ass.”Jacob grinned as Vega’s concentration broke as he turned to look at Miranda, who was opening her mouth to retort. “Hey! What the-”Vega spluttered in shock as Jacob soundly slammed his hand down on the table. “And that, James, is what I meant by strategy.”The black armorer chuckled as Miranda just sighed and shook her head, brushing off the chuckling of the surrounding crewmembers as she walked into the med lab where Doctor Jensen was bent over her terminal with Wiks looking on and Mordin was peering into his microscope intently. “Doctor? I’d like to hear the song.”Eve asked meekly from her cot, where she was hooked up to an IV drip. “Again? Trying to calculate amino acid decay rates.”The salarian genius replied, not looking up from his microscope. “You said you would once the tests were done.” That got Mordin’s attention as he looked up from his microscope and sighed. “Oh, better to die to a thresher maw, with shotgun blasting roaring roar, than to play ambassadorial games, with the blood of Shiagur in her veins…off to fight, since turians can’t, with diplomats instead of a krantt. But she’ll be true to Tuchanka’s dream, and live and die a krogan queen! For…she is the krogan queen! Hurrah, hurrah for the krogan queen! And it is, it is a glorious thing to be the krogan queen!”Mordin sang, much to Eve’s and Meg’s amusement. The petite brunette researcher was giggling as she continued typing and Eve was chuckling. “Still prefer patter songs.”Mordin sniffed as he returned to his work. “Of course. I really had to twist your arm.”The krogan shaman replied. “Professor. How’s the genophage cure coming along?”Miranda asked, setting her mug of coffee down on a nearby empty table. “Ah, Lieutenant Commander Shepard. The cure is coming along well, but will take some time to go through rigorous testing. Also, must find a way to disperse the cure on Tuchanka.”Mordin replied as Miranda nodded. “Hmm…you’ve done it before, so can’t you just do it again? Sorry Eve.”She asked as Eve just waved it off. “No-no-no, completely different. Previous work was merely a modification to previously successful work. This…it’s a reversal to it. Will need to study details on previous genophage to get better idea on dispersal method.”Mordin explained as Miranda nodded, understanding the situation. Even though I’m a genius myself, it’s amazing how much Mordin knows. Miranda thought to herself. “So, did saving the data when we found Maelon help?”The brunette XO asked. “Yes. Eve’s blood work showed significant stress on her system. Maelon’s data thorough. Fortunately detailed as well. Have used the notes to improve her condition.” “So we did the right thing by saving the data?” “Indeed. Would be much harder to treat Eve without it. Maybe impossible.” “And all those experiments we saw back on Tuchanka?”Miranda pressed. “Monstrous. Repulsive. But now with purpose. Victims didn’t die for nothing.”The salarian professor rebutted. “I see. So the end justifies the means…I just hope that it will be a bloody good justification though. I’ll let you get back to work Mordin.”Miranda said as Mordin nodded. “Of course. Will be here if you need me.” “Hey Meg, how’s your research going?”The Sentinel asked. “It’s frustrating but at least we’ve made some breakthroughs. Wiks and I, with the help of Professor Solus, have discovered that the Reapers use subliminal messaging in the form of electromagnetic waves to manipulate higher brain functions of anyone within a certain radius. The interesting thing is, different Reapers have different effective mind control radiuses. Also, Reapers can target a single subject, focusing a large amount of EM waves on it and instantly gaining control over the subject. The problem is, this leads to extremely rapid mental degradation. I’m talking about days or even hours here.”The petite brunette researcher informed Miranda as she thought about it. “Wait…if they’re using EM waves, doesn’t it mean we can block them? Effectively preventing indoctrination?”The brunette asked. “It does, but only for a short period of time. Somehow, the EM waves are always able to get through any barriers we put up. Also, there doesn’t seem to be any kind of range limitation as long as the subject has come into contact with a Reaper or any Reaper objects.”Wiks hummed, fingers stroking his chin as he pondered this mind-boggling puzzle. “So it can be blocked right? For how long?”Miranda pressed. “The longest we’ve managed is 75 seconds. After that, containment just…fails. It’s extremely odd.”The salarian researcher replied. “Hmm. Good job people. Keep up the good work.”Miranda encouraged as she turned to Eve. “Hello Eve. How’re you feeling?”The brunette asked the krogan shaman kindly. “I’m excited and nervous at the same time. I haven’t felt like this in a very long time-too long, to be honest. I never dreamt that the genophage would ever be cured; let alone a salarian being the one curing the genophage.”Eve replied. “It’s amazing how things can change under duress. I just hope we’ll live long enough to see a new generation of krogan children, otherwise this will all have been for naught.”Miranda agreed. “Don’t worry. When we have the cure, I can assure you that we krogan will fight alongside the galaxy. We will fight for our children. Call us whatever you want, but we krogan will always repay a debt.”Eve said resolutely as Miranda took a seat beside the krogan on her bed. Meanwhile, Captain Megan Shepard tapped the button on the QEC to allow the Illusive Man through. As usual, he was sitting on his chair, smoking a cigarette. “Shepard, we have a situation.”He began. “What, you need me to save you from another one of your projects gone wrong?”Megan sighed in exasperation. “No. One of my top assassins, Kai Leng, has gone rogue. He was last reported hijacking an asari convoy bound for Nevos from the Citadel along with Reaper troops…and he killed everyone. Even the commandos on the 3 escort frigates. I’m sending you his Cerberus personnel files.”TIM explained. “Wait, he’s working with the Reapers? How the hell?”Megan wondered. “2 years ago, he was on a black op that went south and nearly died. So in order to save his life, we implanted him with the Reaper tech. He somehow got into close contact with a Reaper, and now he’s become their thrall.” “Great…implanting Reaper tech to save a life. That’s like calling in a hurricane to put out a forest fire.”Megan snorted. “We implanted you with tech we recovered from Sovereign to resurrect you. And yet here you are, alive and well despite having Reaper picotech and implants in you. Granted, we implanted Kai Leng with newer components that we developed, but it’s saved your life. Enhanced it, even.”The tycoon argued. “That’s true, but you didn’t think to test it before allowing him onto the field?”Megan asked, incredulous. “There were no Reapers around then to test it out on! And Reaper artifacts just don’t have the same effect. They can’t indoctrinate; but the Reapers can. That’s what happened.”TIM defended. “Alright, whatever. Now, is there anything else?”The redhead asked impatiently. “Yes. I just got the data from Doctor Jensen, and I’d appreciate it if you could tell her well done for me. Also, her son is doing very well and he made it into the school’s skyball team.”The leader of Cerberus replied. “Well, why don’t you tell her yourself?” “I don’t wish to distract her from her work which could very well win us this entire war. And you keep up the good work as well Captain.”The Illusive Man concluded, signing off as his image faded into nothing. “Well, guess I’m gonna have to check up on this Kai Leng guy. If he can take out 3 frigates full of asari commandoes, he’s definitely a threat.”Megan muttered to herself as she headed down to the shooting range, where she planned on spending the remaining time till docking sharpening her aim. As the doors to the shooting range opened, she saw Jade, Nyla, Jacob and Kirrahe busy firing their selected weapons at their individual firing lanes, taking down their holographic targets, while Michael was sitting at a bench, cleaning out his Widow sniper rifle as his omnitool blared a rock song Megan had never heard before. Jade was training with the M7 Crusader shotgun, Nyla with her biotics and an X7 Hurricane SMG, Jacob with his X60 Harrier assault rifle, and Kirrahe with his X90 sniper rifle. As Megan approached Michael, she noticed that he had Alliance News Network showing on his terminal, and it was showing footage of the carnage of the defense of Terra Nova. The song he’s playing suits the news piece disturbingly well. Megan thought as she heard the lyrics before being brought out of her musing by a loud boom from Jade’s shotgun before listening intently to the lyrics of Michael’s song. Thousands of machine guns
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