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Revenge of the Shepard Clone 23: The End	By : somestories Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 6568 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The final hour
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THIS STORY CONATAINS VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY SUCH MATERIAL

The shuttle made a hard exit from the mass realy jump into the citadel, T-boning and splintering a large tree on the Presidium. The shuttle instantly caught fire as the clone of Shepard struggled to get out of hs pilot seat while hanging upside down. The internal alarms of the shuttle screeched as the interior lights turned to an emergency red. Eventually, he unhooked his self and dropped down, feeling as though he broke something in his body. He didn't know what specifically. He just knew it felt like everything.
The clone clumsily stepped out of his burning shuttle, grabbing his aching head. A crowd of onlookers stared in shock at what just happened. As he began to walk towards the Citadel tower feeling a gash on his forehead, a human dignitary ran to the clone. "Sir, are you okay!?" he asked, worried for the clone's safety. Shepard grunted and put his hand on the mans arm and smiled, gently nudging him out of the way. He continued onward to the Citadel tower elevator, which brought him up to the council chambers.
The tower was unaware of what had just happened below and thus, everything was peaceful and quiet aside from some casual conversations taking place. After exiting the elevator, Shepard made sure no one would follow him up. Using his omni-tool, he overloaded all power transfers into the elevator's systems. An action that would take at least an hour to fix. The security was quite light. Only 10 guards were in the room and Shepard made short work of the unsuspecting soldiers in a series of quick incrimental firefights.
All of the politicians and unarmed dignitaries fled to the corners of the great room and into the lined passageways to escape the clone. Having finished off the security forces, his eyes focused on the destination as he ignored those that fleed. Something he never would have allowed just a few weeks ago.
Shepard approached the council guest console that Saren had used when he invaded with Sovereign. He entered the Prothean tools and reaper code override to give him access to the Catalyst chamber and deactivate the reapers momentarilly so that he could conclude his business in the chamber where the real Sheaprd awaited him. The clone began to feel a sense of nervousness as he thought about what it would be like when he finally came face to face with the man he was created from. As he finished inputing the codes, the citadel arms began to close and a bright white teleportation field formed in front of the console that he was operating.
"Call the fleet!" a turian voice echoed behind a pillar "He's doing something with the main systems!" It was the voice of the turian council member. Since they were in session and their security had been killed by the clone, the council was hiding together in a group, unguarded. As he turned to the council a quick light exploded behind him. Unaware of what happened, he focused on the council.
"I don't think so." Shepard primed a grenade and lobbed it towards the group, landing in the middle of them. It exploded in a lashing flame, shredding all four of the council members to pieces as they flew back lifelessly. He turned back to the console. The once purple sky that shined through the council chamber was now amber from the closed citadel arms. The beam of light that shined from the control console was quickly growing weaker. "Now or never the clone said to himself, feeling the sense of finality. He took a deep, yet flimsy breath and charged towards the beam of light jumping into it.
Feeling his body quickly degrading from the teleportation it felt as this action harmed his internal organs further. His vision flashed blue and white for a second as he was teleported to a platform that overlooked the entirity of the citadel arms. This was the spot that Shepard had his final confrontation with the Illusive Man. This became much more apparent when he noticed the bodies of Admiral Anderson and The Illusive Man still laying in the same spots Shepard left them years ago. The clone took a deep breath and started to enter commands into the console. Having used the tools from the Prothean pyramid and the code from Tali and EDI, the reaper's were all put into stasis for only an hour, which was all that he needed.
He began pressing the buttons that seemed to call out to him, when he felt the presence of someone approaching closely behind him. He quickly turned around with his pistol drawn, only to see none other than Ashley Williams stepping towards him.
"Hmph." Shepard scoffed. "And here I thought I was gonna miss one on my list."
"Unfortunately, it's gonna have to remain that way, usurper." Ashley responded with her pistol drawn on the clone as well.
"I thought something unusual happened after activating the teleportation device in the council chambers."
"Yep." Ashley replied. "I had disguised myself as a dignitary knowing your attack was inevitable. I knew something big was about to happen, so I didn't want to alert you of my presence until the right moment. I had to know what you truly planned. Even at the expense of the council."
"So would you say it was worth it?"
"Yes." She looked somewhat saddened at letting the council get slaughtered. "It was for the greater good. The council can always be replaced. But what if you went through with your plans which is obviously to control the reapers. Then all hope will forever be lost."
"Ashley, you're words are like poetry to my ears." He used a tremendous amount of his reaper indoctrination powers to tickle her mind. Using the ability had greatly worn him down over the months, and the power that was once like second nature for him, took almost every ounce of energy to fire off.
He softened his tone, noticing Ashley grabbing her head, trying to shake his voice out of her mind. It was to no avail. "Ashley, you know what I want."
"I-I-" she continued clutching her skull as the sound of his indoctrination both tormented her mind, yet provided a warm comfort to heal her struggle. "I will follow you." Ashley said, having succumbed to the powerful direct indoctrination.
"Very good Ashley. Now step towards me and we shall embrace before my final ascent into godhood."
She gave an empty smile and trudged toward the clone and the two began to lock lips. "I will do as you say, Shepard." she said after they finishing her kiss. Against her will, Ashley dropped to her knees and opened up the crotch guard on Shepard's armor. She licked her lips as she held his massive manhood and started to fit the large cock in her mouth, drooling all over it as she bobbed her head back and forth gobbling his dick.
After a few minutes, Shepard motioned her to stand up. He then grabbed Ashley and spun her around, bending her over as he unbuttoned her short shorts and tossed them off the platform. He tore her white thong apart and began to eat Ashley's ass and pussy making her squirm with pleasure. "That feels....so good." She moanded as Shepard simultaniously caressed her breasts, squeezing the milk out of her fertile tits. Shepard then rose up and slid his cock into her pussy. Knowing a woman's vagina provided the warmest and most comforting emotional and physical feelings a man could experience, he decided to cherish these last moments as he felt the warm tingle inside of her pussy. Her warm juices and saliva made the clone feel like he was in heaven and not on a cold empty platform in space. He thrust her with all of his might slapping his large balls against her until he decided it was time for something else.
He finally forced himself to pull out of Ashley's pussy and teased her asshole with his cock. Usually at this point the clone would have a quick one liner. Seeing as how this would be his last time having sex, he decided to not ruin it. He then slid his soaked cock into her tight asshole, making her yelp with surprise and pleasure. He didn't often perform anal sex in his adventures. However it was much tighter and almost hot instead of warm inside her asshole. He continued to pound her insides, shaking her body and continuing to squeeze milk out of her tits as they fucked.

"This is it!" Shepard shouted as he began to cum for the last time in his life. Knowing that, he shot out the biggest load he ever had. His hot white cum quickly filled Ashley's asshole dripping down into her pussy. He then pulled out of her ass and shoved his cock into her pussy, quickly filling her pink vagina with his hot white seed, inseminating her almost instantly from so much cum filling up her womb. With more left in him, he pulled out once again and shot the rest of his load across her back, covering her iconic blue shirt with his batter. He finally projected the last few strings into the hair on the back of her head.
He finally released his hold on Ashley after contemplating kicking her off of the platform and to her death. Instead, he would let her live so that she can give birth to his offspring. After returning to the citadel she would do just that, since she had such an infatuation with the original Shepard.
Shepard and Ashley dropped to the floor panting frantically as if they had just held their breath for the last few minutes. Ashley was pphysically worn out from being fucked so thouroughly. Instead, Shepard felt pain from his deteriorating body mixed with the overexertion of his reaper abilities. Reeling in pain, the clone then vomited all over the platform. He realised then that all of his powers and abilities, from his superhuman strength to his reaper abilities and biotics had completely left his body. He was now just a frail, broken person. It was as if all the evil he had created had come back to him. The thought of this made him laugh at the irony of it all as he puched the ground while still on his knees.
Struggling to get up out of his own vomit, he continued to chuckle. "Am I......going to die?" He got to his knees and groaned as he felt the intense pain sharpen throughout his body, refusing to go away. His vision came in and out as he got to his feet and pressed the final button on the console to take him up to see the real Commander Shepard, in person once and for all. He dropped to his knees and closed his eyes, almost passing out as the original Shepard did in the same spot years ago.
The platform began to rise and all of the memories of his existence came rushing back as he ascended. He struggled to maintain his grip on the living realm, but felt his self slipping. The same way someone would if they were trying to stay awake after putting their head on a soft bed to rest their eyes.
The platform stopped. Shepard could hear the peaceful hum of the machinery running quietly in the background. He could see all of the machines that were present on the faithful day that Shepard had arrived. However, he saw no sign of Shepard's inevitable catalyst form. "Finally....." the clone muttered to himself, barely able to see much in the room from his failing vision.
"And so you are here." A voice echoed behind the clones head. Still on his knees he twisted his torso and looked backwards to see the familiar catalyst synthetic representaton. However, instead of the boy Shepard saw die, it was Shpeard himself. The real Shepard seemed quite tranquil and distant with how he carried himself. "Arise...." he said as he walked past the clone. "I know why you are here."
"Y-you don't want to stop me?" the clone said, noticing the pain had subsided for the most part as he rose to his feet to follow the catalyst.
"Of course I do....." The catalyst replied. "I shutter to think of what you would do to the galaxy. You have overrided all of my systems temporarilly and so there is nothing that I can do for the time being. The reapers are yours to control."
"How did you know I want to control the reapers?" the clone asked.
"Just as all of my thoughts and memories transferred to you, your's did the same to me. I have seen all that you have done to get to me, and so I wonder-" the catalyst contemplated it's next words "Was your goal to kill my crew for aiding in your downfall? A way to get back at me from beyond the grave."
"Yes."
"And have you not achieved this? Based on all of the memories that I have read of yours, there are none left....just me...."
Somehow, what the catalyst said struck something inside of him. This sparked the clone to once again contemplate his own existence. "It's funny isn't it." the clone smiled as his quickly defecting body coughed up blood. "I came here to destroy you once and for all. I wanted to control the reapers. But now I don't have it in me. It feels as if I don't want this anymore." He jabbed his thumb against his own chest. "Perhaps it's the galaxy's way of punishing me........or freeing me....." He looked gloomily down at the floor in front of the real Commander Shepard.
"What you have done has been impressive, no matter the morality of what happened." The Catalyst Shepard said.
"Heh." The clone let out, amused at the real Shepard's statement.
"You still have time." The real Commander Shepard said. "If you will take over the time is now. If you wish to follow your heart, which I know you have deep down.... The you may do that as well."
"I understand now what must be done." he said to the Catalyst. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "I did what I needed to do." With his eyes still closed he angled his head upwards. "I brought so much suffering. Hmph! Samara was right. History will not be kind to me, but I did what I felt I must." The humming of the machinary around him provided the clone with a sense of peaceful comfort. "You know.... I started this all because of my hatred for you. I'm here and....I don't understand the way things turned out. You're right here, defenseless." He took a deep breath. "Over the past few weeks, it's as if these feelings of regret and empathy have been slowly, but surely taking hold of me.... My body has weakened. I went from being able to crush any foe, to feeling as if I could fall apart any minute." The clone began to tear up. "Maybe I was never truly meant to be here.....or anywhere for that matter." He began to frown as the tears continued to run. "I thought this was what I wanted, but now that I'm here, I just-" He dropped to his knees sobbing into his hands. "Ive done....terrible things...."
He opened his eyes and looked to the catalyst. "Commander John Shepard.....The true Commander John Separd.....I hope one day you......and the galaxy will find it in your hearts to forgive me and all of the evil I have done. I only know of one way now that I can truly redeem myself." The clone of Shepard closed his eyes once again as dozens of memories raced through his mind. He manuvered his arm and felt a cold metal barrel press up under his chin. "Your memories only belong to you now......Thank you.....Goodbye...." With his eyes closed, he smiled as he saw one last image of Maya Brooks. She smiled and raised her hand out to him and he reached out to her. The couple gleefully walked into the sunset.

And then there was nothing.
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