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Revenge of the Shepard Clone 19: The Colosseum	By : somestories Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 2087 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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THIS STORY CONATAINS VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY SUCH MATERIAL

Having barely escaped his apartment, the clone of Shepard had decided to take to the darker more seedy parts of the Ward's underbelly. Having lost his ship due to a malfunction that required weeks of work, Shepard would need to find a new means of transportation. One that would be able to get him off the Citadel station undetected.
Shortly after his escape, Shepard took refuge in a cheap motel in the slums where he bandaged rested up for a few days. On the third day of his healing, he felt he had the strength to aquire a red and black Colossus combat suit that came with a helmet to completely conceal the fugitive's face.
By the fifth night, he decided he had to get back to work. He searched throughout the dank streets and alleys of red lights, eventually coming across two elcor discussing an underground fighting tournament in the shadiest part of town. The most important information he gathered was that the reward was a new stealth shuttle. One typicaly necessary for smugglers and thieves. Along with that, there was supposed to be another secret surprise as well. The clone only cared for the ship and made his way to the tournament location the next night.
After following through many neon damp alleys in the deeper parts of the wards Shepard came upon the exact spot he was looking for. He made his way to the dark back alley of an apartment complex with a amber colored door. He entered the room and saw a geth security guard inside a small entrance that had three doors. The geth stuck one hand out.
"Halt. This is Mr. Wong's casino guest entrance. There is an entrance fee of 25 credits."
Shepard crossed his arms. "I'm actually here to compete in his tournament."
The geth stood silent for a few seconds, processing what the clone said. "Yes, you wish to participate in the organic blood sport in our colloseum area, correct?"
"Yep, that sounds about right."
"Very well, please follow me." The geth security guard guided the clone down a long sloping hallway that had crude lighting. The sounds of a roaring crowd quickly grew louder. "We have had many combatants here for tonight's prize." Shepard looked out of one of the windows they passed by to see sandy colloseum floor, flanked on all sides by stands that went up three stories, filled with exhuberant betters. The light brown floor was covered with all colors of blood from the contestants. "We host this competition once a month." The geth said. "Please feel free to return to us if your internal systems arent deactivated.
"Deactivated....You mean killed?" Shepard said, observing the colloseum crew rushing out to the battlegrounds to carry off the corpse of a freshly killed salarian combatant. The sound of an announcer continued to whip the crow up into a frenzy for the next round.
"Correct." the geth clarified. "This month's prize has a large number of warriors vying for it."
"I don't know." Shepard said as he continued to walk with the geth guard. "All that for a ship?"
"There is a secondary prize that appears to be far more valued by organics than that."
"And that is?"
The geth stopped in it's tracks and turned to Shepard. "You will see in time if you make it to the final round. We are almost at our destination." They approached a black door at the end of a tunnel. Standing outside of the door, the geth knocked on the door which was answered almost immediately by a hanar with blue tribalistic tatoos wrapping around it's body and tentacles.
"Does it have a new contestant for me?" The hanar asked facing Shepard.
"Correct." The geth replied.
"Very well, it may enter." the hanar floated backwards beckoning Shepard forth as it closed the door on the geth. "This one's name is Telos. It is the one that initiates fighters."
"Good, when can it start?" Shepard said bluntly.
"This one should know." Telos replied "The first round for this specific bracket starts shortly, as a free for all between four initiate contestants. There is a biotic and electrical supression field around the arena, so no biotics and no omnitools will work. One must fight unarmed or with a melee weapon." The hanar getured to a wall that was packed with metal, sharp tools and blunt weapons. "Which does it choose?"
Shepard approached the wall. There were ancient weapons used by all different types of galactic species. The human arsenal was limited to a sword and mace. " I'll use the sword." Shepard said, noticing the lack of shields.
"Very well, it's match begins in 45 minutes. Go to the locker room at the end of the hall and prepare for combat."
Shepard did just that.

After his wait was complete, a salarian guard entered his room and beckoned him forward, leading him to a dark tunnel that led out to the colloseum floor. The crowd began to roar as the wild announcer called for the contestants to enter the arena. Shepard gripped his weapon and entered the arena. The battle consisted would consist of 4 contestants. The winner of the match would go on to the semifinal against another contestant, with thirty short minutes between each match.
Shepard won both fights with almost no effort, returning to his locker room before the final round. After an hour of rest, one of Wong's human henchmen entered the room, calling Shepard out for the final round in the colloseum.
The announcer's voice tocked the colloseum. "Ladies and gentlemen. Before we begin this final battle of blood sport, let me introduce our most generous host. The man who makes all of this wonderful entertainment possible for the galaxy." The announcer continued. "Please turn the cameras and your attention to the north side of the arena, and give a great thanks to out benefactor, Mr. Donovan Corneo Wong!"
The crowd exploded with cheers for Mr. Wong. Shepard took a deep breath and gripped the hilt of his sword tight as he looked up to try and get a glimpse of the host. He then looked to the underground colloseum's monitor to finally get a glimpse of him. Mr. Wong was a grotesque slobben looking individual. The 50 year old man wore only a long red nightgown with no undershirt, only wearing a white pair of boxers that had heart shapes on them. Shepard almost felt poisoned just looking at the man with his bulbous gut. As he approached his mic stand with his bed a few feet behind him, he rudely chewed on a large chicken leg sending chomping sounds echoing throughout the stadium.
He scratched his blonde lice filled mohawk "My good friends. Let us commend our valiant contestants." Mr Wong said with a sauce covered mouth. "Fighter, you have done supurbly, and as such I will now reveal to you the other prizes you will get along with your ship, should you win!"
He stepped to the side as three women with their heads looking at the floor were pushed to where he was standing. "These three ladies will be yours if you can survive." As the cameras broadcast their faces to the galaxy, Shepard was surprised by who he saw. The first up, is the famous reporter Ms. Diana Allers of Battlespace. She was quite tricky to capture I must admit, but we got her." He slapped her ass and moved her along, hands bound.
"And here we have an internal investigations officer by the name of Gianna Paracini, famous for her bust of administrator Annolais on Noveria. Turns out she was investigating me, trying to bust me or something. But the hunter became the hunted." He approached Paracini and slapped her in the face, leaving an immediate hand print on her face as she was pulled forward by her hair.
"And last, but not least. I present to you one that I have a personal history with, so capturing her made for a great time. We had plenty of.....ahem..... fun together." Wong said maliciously. "Allow me to introduce the last of the prizes. Galactically recognized journalist, Ms Emily Wong!" The crowd gasped then roared in approval. "Yes....Ms. Wong here is my neice. She decided it would be best to investigate my business and throw out these slanderous stories about me." He leaned into her ear. "But not any more...." He then took a bite of his chicken leg and hit Emily in the back of her head with the microphone, knocking her to the floor. He quickly chewed and spat out all of the greasy chicken onto Emily's hair as she struggled to get up. A slaver grabbed her by the arm and pulled her off.
Mr. Wong approached his podium overlooking the crowd and now looked directly at Shepard. "And now, brave warrior, you must face two challenges. The first will naturally be a fight to the death. The second will be for you to please us all by fucking the three women I just brought before you. I want their humiliation shown to the crowd broadcast across the galaxy." Shepard wasn't sure what he was going on about, but if he could get a ship out of that, then he would do it.
"Fine, but I'm keeping my helmet on!" Shepard yelled out.
Cornero stared silently at Shepard with a smirk of suspicion on his face. "Of course, warrior. Now let me reveal to you the final contestant!" Below his stand, a large gate opened. Although the gate released other contestants from that side, something felt off, very quickly. "Your final battle..." the ground started to shake as something big started to stomp out of the gate. " Will be a against my mutant yaag."
"You've gotta be kidding me." Shepard said to himself as he raised his blood stained sword.
From out of the gate came a yaag that was even bigger than any other yaag he had seen before. The imposing creature had a blood lust in it's eyes as it laughed at the sight of the tiny human before him. The yaag charged at Shepard, punching him to the other side of the colloseum.
As he rolled across the dirt floor, the crowd roared with excitement. Sheapard clumsily stood back up, wiping sand and blood of of his mouth and turning his attention back to the yaag. "Alright you fucker, let's dance." He cracked his neck, raised his sword and charged at the yaag who lowered it's head for another charge. "Let's make this quick." Shepard said charging at the beast. The audience held it's breath as the two approached a quick collision. Then, when he was just a few feet from the yaag, Shepard slid underneath the charger and jabbed his sword into the top of the creature's stomach. The yaag had too much momemtum to slow down as it felt the crippling pain piercing it's body. As it continued lunging forward, Shepard held the sword in place with all of his might. In doing so the yaag continued running, allowing the sword to slice straight down it's stomach.
After passing over Shepard, the alien turned around and gripped it's stomach, letting out an agonizing roar as it's dark blood started pouring out. Shepard began to charge, causing the creature to charge him as well. This time learning Shepard's plan, and running at him while holding it's intestines in. The yaag lunged once more with it's other arm out, which Shepard dodged to the left, allowing him to jump onto the yaag's back, making the long climb to it's head. His opponent began to shake vigorously to get him off to no avail. It was also unable to reach around it's back to pull him off. Shepard knew he was out of time, unable to hold on any longer. He then grabbed the sword and rammed it through the bottom of the yaag's neck and jumped off as the creature flaided and cried. Shepard then ran up and grabbed the sliced open stomach and yanked one side completely open, causing a cascade of organs to spill out. It finally slowed it's movements, shocked at seeing it's own entrails on the floor. Groaning one last time the yaag fell forward onto the pile of organs, completely lifeless.
After panting several times while observing his victory, Shepard noticed the crowd was completely silent. He raised his sword in the air and the crowd exploded in cheer even louder than before. Afterwards, Shepard tossed the blood soaked sword onto the floor, looking out to Coreneo Wong's booth to see what would happen next. The slime ball had a satisfied expression and motioned to one of his slavers.
"Well done, champion!" he said after the cheering calmed down. "I give to you, your prize and the final challenge."
An asari slaver crew brought out the three women from before and a large steel pole. The three were chained to the pole which had been placed in the middle of the colloseum for everyone to see. Each of the women were completely naked. Although they had gorgeous bodies, it was quite obvious they had been tortured and malnourished for a good month.
"You know what you must do, warrior." Corneo said excitedly, stepping back from his podium.
Shepard looked at him for a few seconds, then looked at the women. "Sorry about this, I only came for the ship...Once it's over I'll see if I can get you out of here." It was one of the few time that the clone had any natural empathy. The women had no idea who he was, but had no choice but to believe his sincerity.
To appease the audience, Shepard fucked all three of them and came in each one as they stayed chained and humiliated for the galaxy to see. His potent seed managed to impregnate all three without them realising it. The audience continued to applaud as Shepard finished. Corneo went out onto his balcony once more. "Well done warrior. You are both strong and virile I can see." He clapped towards the clone. "Now go to your locker and rest with your women. My men will be there to reward you. To all the patrons you have my gratitude for a wonderful entertaining night."
The crowd started to clear out as Shepard went to the locker room with the three women being escorted by a slaver.

As they all sat quiely in the locker room, a voice came on over the intercomm. "You've run quite a grand charade, Shepard." Corenero's voice cracked over the intercomm. "But I will be leaving with the shuttle now. From what I understand, there's a nice bounty out for you."
Shepard loaded his Vindicator rifle. "Time to pay up you fat son of a bitch.
"Shepard! what about us?" Gianna asked timidly.
At that moment, the clone had a rare sense of mercy. "Come with me. I'll take his ship, and we'll get off this station. Stay behind me and we'll get out of here."
He then fought his way through dozens of Mr. Wong's lackeys only to come face to face with Telos in the hanar warrior's office. "Where is Wong's ship at?" Shepard demanded. "Tell me and I'll let you live."
The hanar thought of it's next move. "Very well.... A warrior knows when to not fight.......This one will reveal the answer."
"Thank you." Shepard replied graciously.
"The honorable Mr. Wong has his own private garage at the top of this building. Undoubtebly, that is where the answers lie."
Shepard walked past Telos, followed by the three women who still were tied at the hands.
"Shepard!" Allers shouted, making him do a 180, just in time to see Telos lunging six of his tentacles at Shepard, wrapping around his arms and head. The hanar's incredible grip caused Shepard to panic as he quickly started suffocating. While he was unable to move, the three women all decided now was the time to really help the situation. Each started to ferociously bite Telos' remaining tentacles that weren't wrapped around Shepard, causing him to panic and pull three off of the clone to push the others off.
At that free moment, Shepard bit down on one of the tentacles that wrapped around his arm, giving him time to grab his a nearby knife that he used to quickly slice a tenteacle off that was around his neck. Telos let out a loud high pitched chirping screech as he was attacked from all sides. Telos quicky dropped to the floor and before Shepard could do anything all three of the girls began stomping the hanar to death. Long after the hanar was nothing more than jelly they continued stomping in a rage.
"I think you got him." Shepard joked, pleasently surprised by their bruatlity.
Gianna looked up at Shepard."This fucker tortured us for weeks on end. It's a shame we couldn't keep him alive longer." Emily and Gianna nodded in agreement.
"Very well lets go." Shepard said. "And thanks."
The group found a stairwell that led up to Cornero's garage. As they exited the stairwell they saw Mr. Wong frantically putting in shuttle unlock codes on the other side of the roof. After a successful initiation sequence, Cornero noticed Shepard and the captives running towards him. He ran through a large area that was filled with supply crate until he managed to get to the ships loading ramp.
"You've done well Commander." Corenero said arrogantly as he backed up to the entrance of the ship. "But I'm afraid not well enough." He then turned and made a break for the last few feet from the ship's safety, when Emily kicked a nearby crate in his path, knocking the foolishly unaware crime lord onto his large stomach. "Gah!!! Damnit." He said struggling to get up as Shepard walked towards him.
"NO!" Emily shouted to the clone. He stopped in his tracks. "Let me handle him." she said as she stepped over her uncle, sat on his back and raised her cuffed hands over his head and in front of his neck. Emily jolted back, bending the bulbous man backward as she strangled him with her own thermal cuffs that he himself had put on her months ago.
Corenero slapped the ground frantically, as Emily continued to pull back, making him suffer as much as she could while the cuffs burned into his fat neck. After several seconds his slapping slowed to a stop. Emily continued to strangle him, then let go after she was certain he was dead. Dropping him to the floor instantly with a slobben arrogant expression still on his face.
"Nice job." Shepard said, impressed by her brutality.
"I don't care what happens now." she said with a sense of satisfaction. "I just needed him to die, and now I'm ready for whatever comes next, no matter how bad."
Shepard and the three ladies all got onto the ship and left the Citadel under the noses of C-Sec. Shortly after, Shepard dropped them all off on a human residential space station, leaving them to do whatever the needed to do. They all went their seperate ways asking little of the clone, feeling a sense of unease around him. Since they were grateful, they kept questions to a minimum. All three of the women became pregnant and all had his offspring, never seeing him again, yet being one of the lucky few to survive his path of terror.
The clone set his course for a sparse jungle planet that was supposudly where Joker EDI and Dr. Chakwas were conducting colonization viability studies at a few research stations. After months of research, the clone had learned that EDI had some of the last bits of data that the clone needed before he could begin his final assault on the citadel to take control of the reapers once and for all.
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