Hi there ladies and gents. First of this is my first fanfiction ever I'm really excited about this. As of this moment 5/28/12 I have a total of 8 chapter written so far.
Both characters are spacers/war heroes. As for romance I went with a FemShep/Liara and an OC/Miri romance. Im anxious to get into the second game and writing a romance arc for the two. Maybe Miri will have a small cameo? Who knows anyway I hope you enjoy this story and any form of constructive criticism will be appreciated.
Characters besides Charlie belong to Bioware.
See ya!
The Introduction
March 13, 2183
Arcturus Stream - Arcturus Station - Lieutenant Commander Charles Alonso - 1800 hours
As I look out in the deep open space, I take the time to reflect on my life. All of the hard work I put into this moment. Training countless hours with little food or sleep. Training on Earth, traveling through the Sahara with only a bottle of water, endless battle scenarios in Vancouver and Rio. Hell I even trained with an Asari Justicar. Then there was The Skyllian Blitz. "The Hell of the Skyllian Blitz" as I liked to call it. The operation of Torfan followed two years later. All the hard work has paid off in a way. I'm a N7 graduate.
"Hey Charlie"
I looked around and there she was. My partner in crime, Commander Jane Shepard. We have been through a lot together: the N7 program, being called war heroes after our actions in the Blitz. The redhead leaned by the doorway with her arms crossed across her chest with a big smile on her face. Her steel-blue eyes shined like no other night. She too was graduating from the N7 program.
I've known Jane since she was almost 18 years old. We both grew up on starships and we were the only kids in our respected family so we relied on one another. My parents were at their stations for much of my childhood. I was a loner most of the time during my adolescence. I was either made fun of or beaten up by bullies every day. Then she found me and took me under her wing, so we had a brother and sister thing going on. Jane always wanted to follow her parent's footsteps and join the alliance. She enlisted once she turned 18. She pestered me for months on end, telling me to enlist. It wasn't a hard decision. Who else was going to put with her and keep her in check? I was the only one capable of doing such a task. I don't think she ever took our N training seriously. She whined and complained after our 20 hour training sessions. It's not like anybody forced her to join the alliance let alone enlist in the Special Forces program. She knew exactly what she was getting herself into and I was stupid enough to follow her lead. Jane was a straight-up soldier. She fancied her assault rifle, sniper rifle and shotgun and I could see why. That shotgun of hers could rip through someone's guts like a hot knife on butter.
A thought enters my mind during one of our many shooting practices. Jane was on the shooting range practicing with her shotgun. She was unloading on a holographic projection of a batarian. She looked at me with an arched eyebrow and looked at her trusty shotgun and smirked. I guess I was staring longer than I should have because I knew that look and before I could turn around and head the other way, she grabbed my arm and said, "Whoa whoa whoa where do you think you're going mister!"
I gulped because this is not in a situation that I want to be in. "Huh? I was just passing by and saw you so I thought I'd just hang out for a bit" I checked my omni-tool to see if there was somewhere I needed to be. Anywhere but here. "Oh look what time it is! I'll be going now!" I turned to run but Jane was quicker and grabbed my arm again and said "You're not going anywhere. I checked you're schedule earlier and if I'm right -which I am- you have nowhere else to be." Crap. "And since you have been eying my shotgun for awhile now I think it would be a good idea for you to give it a shot." She looked at her gun one more time before she gave it to me. "Here." I nervously took the gun from her hands. It was surprisingly light for its size. She must have modified it in her spare time. She gave me a nudge and led me to the shooting range. The batarian popped up again. I put a finger on the trigger and was ready to fire.
Then all of a sudden I heard her shout, "Oh be careful! That gun has a -" I couldn't hear her due to the other the drowning sound of gunfire from the other soldiers. Thinking it wasn't important, I shrugged my shoulders and I squeezed the trigger.
BOOM!
The next thing I knew I was falling, followed by complete darkness. When I awoke it was night time. The room was lit up by bright lights. I guess I was in the infirmary but I don't recognize the place. I tried to get up but as soon as I tried to sit up, everything started spinning in circles. I let out a grown as Jane walked into the room
"Hey there kiddo, glad to see you're awake." She walked over to my bed and gave a small hop as she came to a halt and gave me a smile. "How are you feeling?"
"Are you seriously asking me that? First of all where the hell am I? Second how long was I out? and Third, WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ME ABOUT THE KICKBACK!" I regretted yelling because my head hurt like hell. Also the look I was getting from Jane wasn't pretty.
"Don't you dare raise at me Charles! You know perfectly well about the kickback of shotguns. Hell I'm surprised that heavy pistol you carry around doesn't have the same affect. As for where you are, you are at the Kaiser clinic on the other side of the base. You were out for a couple of days... you received a concussion"
Jane hardly every called me by my actual name, Charles, I hated the name 'Charles'. The only two people who called me by Charles are my parents. Everyone else either calls me Charlie or Chuck. I then only realized I over reacted. I let out a sigh and looked down to avoid eye contact. "I-I'm sorry." Jane sat on the bed and gently grabbed a hold of my hand. I looked up and she was no longer glaring her steel eyes at me, giving me a weak smile. I smiled back because having Jane being angry with me was the only thing I didn't want. We shared a comfortable silence for a few minutes.
Jane finally broke the silence between us, "Look Charlie, you know I love you. I would never let you get hurt by my hands. I warned you about the kickback earlier but I guess you didn't hear it from all the gunfire. Look... If you'd like, I can teach you how to use a shotgun. You can't always rely on your biotics and you have to use something other than that lousy pistol." I gave nod in agreement and Jane continued "Good! Now go get some rest you're going to need it."
After nearly a month of training, I was able to use a shotgun properly but I never used it unless I really needed to. I had Jane to rely on her weapons. We proved to be quite the duo as we impressed our Alliance instructors with our one-two punches. I would use my lift or singularity while Jane took enemies down with her trusty weapons. We went through N1-N6 with ease and we were frequently interviewed by reporters who were on base.
"Hellooo Charlie!"
I was brought back to reality. "Oh sorry! Hey Jane. Big day isnt it?"
"You know you should start calling me commander right?" Shepard said with a smirk on her face. I just rolled my eyes and shook my head. Way to rub it in Jane! I said to myself.
"I hate you so much. Why is it that you get the rank of Commander while I get promoted to Lieutenant Commander? All brass has to do is get right of 'lieutenant' and I'm the same rank as you. You wouldn't be a commander if it wasn't for my awesome biotics!" I flared biotics and gave a superhero-like pose "You'd be just an ordinary soldier without me."
She rolled her eyes in response and waved me over. "Come on! We're going to be late to our graduation."