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This story contains extreme violence, excessive profanity and very graphic sexual content, all of it interspecies erotica. If that's not your cup of tea, turn back now. Also this contains spoilers for Mass Effect 3 so if you if don't like spoilers then don't read.
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Justifiable Homicide
Chapter 4: The Ballad of Urdnot Wrex Post Reaper Wars
Part 2
By
DarkLaraJade
Wrex left the small Citadel ship after he spoke with Jack. He started to walk towards his Clan's den up the steep rocky path.
"Where are you going?", The Shaman asked.
"To see the females in med bay."
"They're not in the usual clan med bays, there are too many. We turned all rooms in Clan Wreyloc's old den into an entire med bay for the females. It was the only place big enough to house so many sick."
He had not been to Clan Wreyloc's den in quite some time, but it was very apparent they had reached the right place. Hundreds of male Krogan were clustered outside the cave's entrance in groups. Their hardened faces marred by looks of deep concern and the conversations all the same. Everyone was terrified for the females and the unknown sickness seems to be affecting only them.
Wrex pushed his way through the Krogan who silently parted upon recognizing him and the Shaman. When he got into the cave, the scene wasn't any better. It was obvious hundreds were standing outside because there was no room inside. The cave's rocky hall was lined with even more male Krogan and some male younglings that clung to Krogan that they knew to be their father.
The male adults had a somber look on their strong faces but the male younglings were weeping inconsolably. Usually if a male youngling would cry he would get a hard crack to teach him better. But given the circumstances, it seemed like the fathers let them be. If all the females died, they were facing the end of their world as they knew it so why not let them cry. Plus their mothers were undoubtedly very sick which added insult to injury.
"Let us through. I need to see the females. Help is on the way, now let us through.", Wrex said loudly.
The Krogan parted as he and his Shaman fought to make their way down the crowded hallway. When they pushed their way through, the hallway gave way to a large open den with a grizzly scene.
Rows of females were lined up on the ground of the den. The adult females were separated from the female younglings and more male younglings sat sobbing next to their mothers and sisters. It was obvious some of the boys were now orphans.
Because of the large breeding pools, sometimes Krogan did not know which child was theirs. When the boys came of age, they would be sent to the male Clans to either be raised by their father or a male that would take them on as a student if they had none. The females had pillows and were covered in blankets. The males did their best to make the females as comfortable as they could. He looked for Eve but couldn't find her among the females who roughly numbered 1,000 in the room.
It was obvious the female younglings were the sickest; half of them were coughing up blood and shivering terribly. The other half were still and not breathing, it was obvious they had passed. Wrex saw an adult Krogan cradling the body of his young daughter as he rocked her back and forth with an absent look in his eyes. Another adult was talking to his little girl and stroking her hand as if she was alive, but she obviously was not. The adult females were still coughing and sweating and thankfully only a small percentage had passed.
"It's o.k. mommy. You'll only be sick for a little while and then we can go home right?", the boy youngling asked with tears in his eyes.
His mother barely had enough strength to lift her arm but somehow managed to touch his cheek. "Yes baby.", was all she could say weakly. She was obviously burning with fever.
"Khahan!", Wrex heard a voice yell behind him.
When Wrex turned Doctor Droyas was behind him.
The doctor walked up to him, "Is help on the way?"
Wrex looked away, "Yes, I've got someone on it."
"Good, we can't handle this on our own. This disease seems to be progressing in stages. "
Doctor Droyas pointed to a female who was sweating profusely, her eyes half lidded as she lay immobile in her own fever induced delirium. "That's how it seems to start. The fever."
Then he pointed to another female that was coughing up blood, "For reasons unknown, this begins shortly after."
Droyas pointed to another female who was writhing around in agony, it seemed like she wanted to scream but didn't have the strength. "The third stage."
Then he waved his hand over the dead older females and dead female younglings who were obviously dying first due to their age and lack of strength, "Then death."
Wrex nodded, "Are all the females in these caves."
"Yes, the scene there is the same here."
"And Eve?"
"When she was brought in, she in the second stage and she still was last I checked. I've ordered as many Krogan as I can to get ice from anywhere they can and begin packing it on the females to get their fevers down, that's all I can do."
"Where are the Clan leaders?"
"In the old den of Chief Wreyloc Guld."
"We need to meet and you and the Shaman are accompanying me."

Wrex looked at the 12 Clan leaders, The Shaman and Doctor Droyas who were all standing in the deceased Clan leaders cave. There was not much left of it since it was ransacked upon Guld's death.
"When is the Citadel to arrive Urdnot?", Jurdon Rown asked.
Wrex looked over at him to tear him a new one, but stopped. He wasn't being facetious, he was being deathly serious and his concern was apparent.
"First, Doctor Droyas how long do the females have?", Wrex asked.
"Hard to say since all the females seem to have different survival rates. It's based upon age and strength. The healthy younger females haven't died yet. The elder females and the younglings is a different story. Some younglings died in six hours and some elder females that died today have apparently been very sick since yesterday. This thing is progressing so fast. So I'm sorry to say, I don't think the younglings will make it at all. The elder females I give them to the end of the day since most are already entering stage three."
"And the healthier females?", Ruzad Drau Sorze asked.
"Not too much longer I'm afraid. A day maybe two. Luckily most are still in stage one while a small percentage are starting stage two. Now what did the Citadel say Khahan? How many doctors are they sending?"
Wrex sighed, this was going to be hard on them and they might even try to kill him, but there was no use in prolonging it any longer. There was nothing left to do but to tell them the hard terrible truth.
"They're not coming."
"What?!", nearly the entire room yelled.
"I'm not surprised, the Citadel just wanted to use us as they always have.", Jurdon Rown said. Wrex hated to admit it, but for once the old bastard was right.
"Wait, did you tell them we suspect it's the Genophage cure?", Doctor Droyas asked.
"Of course. They said they talked to the Salarian delegates and the Salarians said they gave us the cure and deny it could make us sick.", Wrex said.
"BULLSHIT! Our women were fine before they put that shit in our air! Fucking liars!", Ganar Torque yelled.
"Is the citadel coming to investigate at least?", Doctor Droyas asked.
No, they said it's a Krogan issue and would only send food and medical supplies."
"That's crazy! Food doesn't help us at all. And we have no doctors to use the supplies. I'm barely trained as it is and we all know it. And even if I was, how is one doctor supposed to take care of 52,000 women. That's insane! Did you explain-", Doctor Droyas said before he was cut off.
"Don't you get it?! We're on our own. It doesn't matter what I say, the Citadel isn't coming. If they cared about our women and children dying they would already be on their way here. They want us to die and it's likely they knew it would kill our women already. They would come to investigate if they didn't!", Wrex screamed.
The whole room was quiet after that and the reality that there was no help coming began to sink in. Wrex expected rage and fighting, but there wasn't any.
It was strange, but what do you say when it's the end of your race as you know it. There is nothing to say. Perhaps they knew all along the Citadel wouldn't help, perhaps they knew today was the last day of Krogan civilization.
Why kill each other when nature would do that for you and no one from your race would ever be born again?
"But I thought you said help was on the way?", Doctor Droyas said quietly.
"Yes, I did. I do have someone on it. A friend is doing what she can."

Red sand and dust whipped around in the air and into Wrex's eyes, forcing him to shield his face as a large transport ship dropped on the landing pad. Wrex, The Shaman, and all the Clan Leaders were waiting for the ship and the precious cargo it carried. A heavy metal door opened on long metal hinges and dropped to the ground forming a ram.
"Special fucking delivery! Did someone order some doctors?", Jack yelled with an evil smile plastered on her pouty dark pink lips and a pulse rifle full of incendiary rounds in her hands. Her face was still as pretty as Wrex remembered and her hair was buzzed making the black tattoos on her head fully visible. She wore a thin black half jacket made of leather with no sleeves showing off more linear tattoos. The jacket ended just below her breasts and the deep valley of her perky C cup breasts could be seen on her barely zipped garment.
Her entire mid section was fully exposed and she wore tight black leather pants that rode low on her hips and started just above the crack of her ass. Her military style black boots made a clanking noise as she walked down the ramp. Wrex sighed inside, if only he didn't love Nova and if only she liked men, maybe she could be the woman of his dreams.
A group of doctors and scientists in lab coats were herded out the ship at gun point by three human men that were wearing blood pack mercenary colors. There were about thirty doctors and scientists in all, all human, and all shaking in fear.
Jack smiled at him, "This is the best I can do on such short notice."
This is more Wrex had hoped for, "Where did you get them all?"
"Well I decided to poke around one of the old labs Cerberus Shepard and I took down a while ago. And just like I thought, their trying to rebuild. Got kinda bloody but shit happens.", she said with a shrug.
"Why Ceberus?"
"Because the Illusive Man only uses humans since he's so damn pro human. Figured it was my best bet since the galaxy is crawling with Salarian doctors and given the circumstances you wouldn't want them along for the ride."
Wrex smiled, she was a lot smarter than people gave her credit for. A bitch sometimes, but that's why he liked her. "Where'd you get the mercs?"
"They owe me a few favors. What the hell is this? Am I here for a fucking inquisition or to save your women?" Scratch that a bitch all the time.

Jack and Wrex were standing in Urdnot's clan den so they could talk privately. It was still empty as all the males were awaiting news on the females.
"Do you know where Shepard is?"
"No. Why?", Jack asked suspiciously.
"We need to find her so we can tell her what's going on. I haven't been able to contact her but if we leave now we can be at the Citadel tomorrow while the doctors here work on the females."
"Wrex."
"Once we get there she'll use her Spectre status to demand an audience."
"Wrex."
"And then we can get the proper care for the females and demand an investigation. The Citadel will have to do something then."
"Wrex."
He then began to walk toward the cave entrance, "We can talk as we walk. Whose ship is faster?"
"WREX! Nova's not going to help, she's behind this!"
Wrex turned around, "What?!"
Jack leaned against a wall and crossed her arms, "I don't know how to tell you this. But….I heard her on the Normandy."
"Liar!", Wrex yelled and he ran over to Jack and slammed his fist into the wall above her head.
She stared him down and didn't flinch, "I am not! I heard her Wrex. I heard her with Mordin in the med lab."
"Now I know you're lying. You never leave the engine room."
Jack got in his face, "Fuck you! I was on the top decks looking for things to steal and sell later OKAY!"
That sounded more believable to Wrex. His green Krogan eyes gleamed with anger and pieces of crumbled rock fell on Jack's shoulders as he removed his fist from the wall.
"If you're lying I'll….."
Jack still stood there with her arms crossed, "You'll what?! I could blow a hole right through that piece of shit armor of yours and heart with it. Don't threaten me asshole! I risked my fucking neck to rob an entire med lab and now I'm going to lie to you?! Why? And a little gratitude would be nice!"
"Thank you and fuck you, now speak. THE TRUTH!"
Wrex had never known Jack to be a liar. A killer, an extortionist, a pirate and a lesbian but never a liar. But he couldn't believe his Nova would do that. Not to him.
"I was sneaking around hoping Mordin wasn't in the med lab. I wanted to steal some strong pills to sell later when I heard them talking. I didn't hear the whole conversation, but I caught the end. She said faking the cure was the only way. Mordin asked if she was sure and she said no but she didn't see any other way. Then she said we have to win this war and we need all the support we can get. Then she started to walk toward the door and I hid so she wouldn't see me. Not sure what she meant by it all but that's all I heard. That's it."
Wrex let out a roar and his Krogan rage over took him. His massive hands began pounding dents into the rocky walls and he started picked up 500 lb. slabs of metal debris and throwing it clear across the den. He even ripped his metal throne from its place and began to tear the metal apart with his bare hands like paper.
"Wrex, stop! I know you're mad but you can't tear this place apart."
Wrex turned to her with rage in his eyes and Jack formed a stance. She then flared her biotics as a blue flaming halo appeared around her, ready to defend herself against the crazed Krogan.
"You don't understand! I was sleeping with her! This doesn't make any sense. She said she loved me. WHY? WHY?"
Jack looked shocked, she hadn't known. It was a big ship with lots of echoes and everyone just assumed she was back with Liara again although the Asari denied it. Now Jack knew she was telling the truth. She never heard of humans and Krogans together, it was…. weird.
"I didn't know."
"No one did. That fucking bitch I'll kill her. She resigned after I left the Normandy. Now I know why. She knew the Salarians were going to kill our women and children and didn't want to be around when I blow up that fucking Citadel!"
Jack walked toward him and flared down her biotics slightly, "Whoa Wrex! Calm down. Lets think about this. All I heard was that she was going to help fake the cure. Granted that really fucking sucks, we don't know what the Salarians told Shepard it would do."
Wrex stared to breathe a little calmer and his body began to visibly loosen up. Jack fully powered down and continued, "Now Shepard doesn't seem like the kind of person that would do this to anyone. Murder I mean, especially innocent people. Think about it. We went on missions with her to stop things like this from happening to other people. She doesn't have an axe to grind with the Krogan, now I know she's sleeping with you which is weird but o.k. whatever, she risked her life to save Eve and then she turns around to sign her death warrant. That doesn't make sense. Maybe the Salarians tricked her too, we don't know."
Wrex let his hands drop to his sides and he looked back at Jack, "It doesn't matter, she lied to us. She's going to pay and the Citadel. Do you know where the others on the team are?"
Jack sighed, "Listen, I like Shepard but at the same time this is a fucked up situation. Especially since it seems like none of this could have happened without her help. Whatever you decide, I'm not going to stand in your way. That being said, don't do anything stupid like march on the Citadel. For all you know, that's what the Salarians were counting on. Your grief and your temper. And then how are they going to pay if you get yourselves killed. If we do this, we need to be incognito got it? And as for everyone else, their governments probably have them on surveillance or something so they can't help you. The only reason you got to me was because I wasn't on the Citadel and the com frequency I gave you was specially encrypted."
"Encrypted for what?"
"Let's say I get some questionable calls and I do need C-Sec intercepting them and crawling up my ass about it."
She then walked up to Wrex and put her hands on his armor and gave him a hug. She wasn't the sentimental type, but she could tell he needed it.
"And I know its not much, but….I am sorry. For all this. This is so fucked, no one deserves this."
Wrex felt himself wrap his arms around her, although he was completely unsure why. He looked down at her beautiful face, only she could make hair overrated; she prettier without it. As mad as he was at Shepard, he still loved her. If only he didn't love Shepard and if only Jack liked men.
"Ahem, sorry to interrupt.", said a voice behind Jack.
Wrex looked up and quickly released Jack, it was one of his guards.
"Khahan the doctors has asked all the Clan leaders to convene. He has news."

"What? What do you mean they can't be saved?!", Wrex yelled, slamming his hands on the metal table.
The frightened doctor spoke, "We've done everything we can. It felt like all their organs were inflamed so we gave them an anti inflammatory mixed with a sedative to help them sleep and buy us some time while we autopsied the dead. The disease is attacking their central nervous system. It's completely destroying all the cells and organs used to regulate their body temperature and elevating it. The fever, the blood, the inflammation, and the pain it's like they're boiling from the inside. The autopsy reveled their organs were literally liquefied. I'm sorry!"
Wrex pulled out a pulse pistol and shoved it against the doctors heart, "If they die, then you die!"
Tears started to fall from the doctor's eyes and he threw his arms out as he pushed himself into the pulse pistol, "THEN DO IT! It won't change anything! There is nothing I can do. The genophage was put together by the greatest Salarian minds to date and this is no different. This is beyond by expertise and my field! (The doctor pointed towards the caves next door where the females were being housed) I think everything that is going on in there is a travesty and against the laws of man and God but I am a med station doctor and even if I and everyone on my staff went to the greatest medical schools for the next fifty years we wouldn't be able to undo what was going on in there!"
Wrex pulled the pulse pistol away in stunned silence and tossed it on the ground. Then he walked back to the head of the table and placed his hands on the cold metal before dropped his head in grief, "So why did you call us here? Was that all? To tell us we're damned which we already know."
The Chief of Staff spoke in a calm voice, when you worked in medicine you were the bearer of bad news a lot. "I came to explain their condition so what I'm about to ask you next makes sense. I need to know if you want us to continue to drug them until they pass or if you would like us to inject them with something to put them to rest painlessly. We already asked some females who are near the last stages and they opted to end it. But there are some that are incapacitated due to pain or fever….so the decision falls on you." Wrex sighed deeply and rubbed his eyes, this couldn't be happening.
"Urdnot Wrex we need a decision."
After a moment Wrex looked at the doctor, he had to fight a growing knot in his throat. He felt like he wanted to scream but if he did he knew he would break down. "Ask the families first. Tell the Krogan who have claimed their children the circumstances and let them decide. Continue to ask the females that are coherent their wishes and the ones who are not…..end their suffering quickly."
The Chief of Staff nodded and let the room. Wrex stopped Doctor Droyas from leaving with him, "Wait. You saw them bring in Eve. Take me to her."

By the time he reached Eve she had already opted to take the injection. She was in her last stages and even with the pain killers and sedatives she was in a lot of pain. Wrex knelt beside her and held her hand. He was instantly sorry for how he treated her. He had been so wrong and she was a wise and good woman.
"Eve, I didn't mean…"
"Ohhh hush Urdnot Wrex. It's in your nature. Men are cruel sometimes, it's the way of the world.", she said weakly.
"I would have been proud to have you as my female. I realize that now. I made a terrible mistake by hurting you. Can you forgive me?", Wrex asked.
Tears started to stream down her face again, "Of course. I'm old and I've lived a long time. My only regret…..(sob)my only regret is the younglings. They were soooo young Wrex. They didn't even have a chance at life. Not a chance. And I'll leave this world a barren woman.(Sob) Not one child to mourn me or carry on. Do you think there are Gods? Do you think there is something beyond the hollows? Do you think some kind of divine power hates the Krogan?"
Then her body started to wreck with sobs again, and Wrex started to feel her go limb. "I don't know. But I do know that you're a good woman. And you need to look after the younglings in the afterlife. And I promise to avenge you and all our women. And there are no Gods or divine power that would find THIS just."
Eve looked at up him, "Avenge us and never forget us. Make sure the male younglings remember their mothers."
"You have my word.", Wrex said softly. And the heartbroken Krogan leader leaned forward and nuzzled her before she closed her eyes and died
quietly.

Present day
Nova stared at Wrex in horror at the poker table and tears streamed down her pretty face.
"Wrex I swear they never told me! Never! Mordin assured me that it was like a placebo. No effects at all. Maybe, they tricked him!"
Wrex jumped up and grabbed the table and threw it across the room with his inhuman strength, effectively ending the Quasar game and frightening Nova half to death. She jumped out of the chair causing it fall to the floor with a clang.
"Or maybe his superiors ordered him to make a deadly weapon, which he did! And if you believe that Mordin Solus that fucking genius didn't know what his own creation could do you're in denial or you're stupid! Either way, the story has stirred up old feelings and I no longer feel like looking at you. Now leave."
"Wrex-"
"I SAID LEAVE! NOW!"
"I'm sorry!", Nova screamed.
Wrex walked over to Nova and started to scream in her terrified but distraught face, "What did I tell you about that word? What are you sorry for?! Huh?! Are you sorry you lied to me and my people?! Are you sorry you made me trust those filthy Salarians which got my women and little girls killed?! Are you sorry they died a gruesome death?! Are you sorry half the Clan leaders challenged me to a Torakant which I barely fucking survived?! Are you sorry the Clan leaders strapped a bomb in my armor and the only reason I'm standing here right now was a faulty detonator?! What Nova?! Tell me, which one are you sorry for? It doesn't change a fucking thing, but go on keep saying it to absolve yourself if it'll make you feel better. But if you expect my forgiveness that will never happen!"
Nova looked at Wrex with wide tearful eyes and then at Wreav and Verren who were also glaring at her though they remained seated. She put her hand over heart as though she was having palpations and then ran out of the cargo bay.

Nova lay in the darkness of Wrex's bedroom still in tears. She had cried continuously for hours and just when she felt like she had no more tears to give more came. She knew her apologies were meaningless and always had. A part of her hoped Wrex would forgive her. But now that she knew the grizzly truth behind the fake cure, she knew he never could and to honest, she didn't blame him.
Wrex had suffered terribly for her actions, thousands of people lost their lives because of her and then three years later he finds out she aborted his only children. How could she live with herself? How could Wrex ever touch her again let alone love her?
Then Wrex walked into the dark room and Nova heard the door slide shut behind him. She lay on her side with her back to Wrex, staring into the darkness. She heard the heavy metal of his armor scraping together as he removed it. When he was undressed, he slid under the soft black sheets next to her.
The rough skin of his muscular Krogan thigh touched hers which couldn't be helped due to his large frame. Although Nova could tell he was nude, he didn't bother to touch her. Not that it bothered her; she wasn't in the mood to make love either.
"Wrex?", she whispered sadly.
"What Nova?", he responded in a tense yet tired tone.
"What is it about that word sorry? Why do you hate it so?"
"Because it's a meaningless word created by so called civilized races to place a band-aid over an open wound. And the affects are just the same, meaningless. If you did something, it's because you wanted to and if you didn't want to, you wouldn't have. It's that's simple.", he replied.
Nova fought back her tears which had started anew upon hearing the voice of the Krogan she loved more than any man in her life. Why did the simplest things make so much sense but yet they were the hardest to see?
"Wrex, there is some things I have to know."
"I'm tired Nova.", he said sadly.
"Please."
"What is it?"
"When you went looking for Mordin, were you trying to find me?"
"Yes, Liara had a rough idea of where you were in her logs but nothing current."
"Did you know I could carry Krogan babies before you found Mordin?"
"No way I could have."
Then she asked him the question that had been plaguing her since they she set foot on his ship but had dreaded to ask him, "Wrex…did you come to kill me?" Her hoarse voice was barely above a whisper.
Wrex did not speak and Nova didn't repeat the question in the dark room. His silence said it all. Wrex had made a promise to Eve, he was a Krogan of his word and she was lucky she was needed.
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