Authors Note:
Just a note for myself as I write this as well as anyone that is reading this. This story (while mostly following the Mass Effect story) is NOT cannon. (Duh I have an OC as part of it.) So yes please expect this to be AU. This is kind of a mix of 2 fanfic ideas I had as there is no reason why they shouldn't/couldn't be twined together. Though I did have more ideas for fan fictions, this one is the one that seems to be demanding to be written first.
That said, please don't give me grief over the tweaks and changes I make to the cannon story, as you will see changes needed to be made to make this come together as a whole. If you want to have your 2 cents, make it about my writing style or issues with my grammar. Give me things to build on, not to shoot me down because I've never written a story before. I have definitely never written anything that I've let anyone else see other than poetry. So please feel free to help me improve myself, but leave the story alone, you don't have to read it, and while based in large on Mass Effect it is a work of fiction from my imagination.
Also, I just realised that I should probably clarify that this scene takes place during the first Mass Effect story. Jut to help with forming a timeline of how things progress.
Rated M for future content
Disclaimer:
Mass Effect & all characters used from there belong to Bioware EA.
Rigel Morgan (aka Void) Belongs to me!
Prologue
Dark Beginnings...
Year 2183... Sometime before the Battle of the Citadel.
Gunshots...
That was the first thing that she could remember that wasn't a voice inside her head. Not the best way to become aware of what was outside, but then she was in a tank, all she could hope for was that they didn't plan to kill her. Then again if they didn't find her and she was stuck in the tank... That was an even more grim fate.
When the gunfire stopped she could hear voices, they were drawing closer, in fact she could hear them so clearly that she was betting that they were right outside her tank. Two male voices and a female, the imprinting of her tank education took a guess at one being human... Possibly, the other two... Turian? Drell?... Quarian maybe? It was hard to tell just on how the voices sounded but then she couldn't move to open her eyes and check. Whatever the scientists had put in the water left her aware but unable to move at all, then again she knew that they had feared of her going insane and killing them all... Past subjects had not all reacted well to being released. Tuning in on the conversation as she floats in the tubes fluids helpless.
"She looks human." That was the 'possibly' human male, she found his voice reassuring, as though she could trust him to not kill her without cause. Though she also gave herself a mental kick, there was no grantee what he would do but he had a pleasant voice that inspired trust.
"What do you think Cerberus was doing to her?" That was the other male, still no idea what he was but she liked his voice too, soothing with that pleasant reverb, and the sub-harmonics she could hear would have made her smile if she could. He was worried about her. That thought calmed her a little more, people usually didn't worry about ones they were planning to kill.
"Vital signs are stable, tank is functioning well, just need a moment to hack its computer." Seems that they were not planning on killing her. Though the female that had spoken sounded young, though sounded did not mean was. Mentally relaxing she tuned in to hear the rest of the conversation.
"I don't know, but I doubt it was anything good, Cerberus don't do nice experiments. Hey Tali is the tank safe to move? A ship from the 5th fleet will be arriving soon to clean up this place. They can transport her to a facility where she can be revived safely." the (possibly) human said.
"You think they will wake her up? Keelah she might be a husk in the making, or a thrall... Cerberus have never done anything good in their experiments." So the female was called Tali, something to remember.
"Tali has a point Shepard, we don't know what has been done to her. She might not even be sane if they get her out of here." Feeling and hearing a light tap on the glass of the tank, the male with the reverb she would guess as it seemed the other male was Shepard.
"What would you have me do Garrus? I don't think I could leave her here to die when the tank gives out, and she's done nothing to warrant shooting her." Oh she liked the human, stick to that line of thought, she hadn't had chance to live yet, seemed unfair to die before the chance.
"I hope you know what you are doing." Garrus relented though he still didn't seem happy about it. "I suppose we should be glad that there is someone to save from Cerberus."
The voices starting to fade as the tank kicked in again, starting to saturate the fluid with more drugs to knock her out and keep her asleep. Floating unaware of the rest of the conversation, or anything else that happened as her tank was collected and taken to an Alliance facility. Nothing until they woke her that is...
