Hot. That was the only word I could use to describe this place. I couldn't believe that the Illusive Man seriously thought that someone was out here, but, nonetheless, I went in search of The Hunter, as according to my Dossier. Me, Miranda, and Jacob had fought through a horde of Eclipse Mercs and other hazards.
Hours passed and still we found nothing. We had been informed by the Illusive Man that he would be here, somewhere in this god-forsaken hellhole.
Suddenly, I saw movement. I ducked into cover along with Miranda and Jacob. My heart stopped when I heard a voice behind us say, "Put your guns away." I looked and saw someone, he was obviously male, but I knew he was young, he sounded no older than fifteen.
"My game is done, it was fun to watch you attempt to find me in all this rubble but it's boring now so let's go."
I took a good long look at him, he was slim with short brown hair, his eyes were green and seemed to pierce your soul. His armor was ragtag. He wore what resembled Jacobs outfit but older and not belonging to Cerberus, but he had added pieces, a small piece of metal rested on his left shoulder and a bandolier belt across chest, he had a small belt of throwing knives around his right thigh and another knife at his belt.
"You gonna sit there and stare all day or can we get the hell out of here?" he asked.
As if almost on cue bullets started spraying the ground around us. We all returned fire, except for The Hunter he ran, jumped, grabbed a ledge and as he pulled himself up with his left arm he opened fire on the Eclipse troops with his M-8 rifle. We covered him as best we could but a Salarian appeared around the corner with an assault rifle and unloaded. He took a few rounds, his shields were down and the Salarian sent another wave of bullets at him. He threw his gun at the Salarian, it smacked him right in the jaw, and as he recovered The Hunter ran up grabbed the back of his head and started beating it repeatedly against the side-rail, when he was done he picked up the body and threw it into the rubble.
He jumped down, and walked up to me and said, "Can we please get the hell out of here now?"
"Sure thing kid." I replied, amazed he was still standing.
Back on board the Normandy SR2 I brought him to the debriefing room.
"What's your name?" Jacob asked.
"Josh." he replied.
"Age?"
"Fifteen."
"No, seriously. Age?"
"Fifteen."
"Let it go Jacob." I said. "Who are we to say his age?"
"Welcome aboard the Normandy, I am-"
"Commander Shepard, former N7, Captain of the Normandy, died two years ago due to Collector attack, rebuilt by Cerberus using Lazarus Project, former Spectre. I know a lot about you Shepard, its you I trust, not Cerberus. Anyway, you got anywhere quiet I can relax?"
"The Port View of the Ship has been known to be quieter than most parts of the ship."
"Good. If you need me you can find me there Shepard, next time don't bring a Cerberus lacky."