Omega Crisis - Chapter 1 Race Against Time Final Battle

There he was floating a few meters above the ground. On a hover craft. Saren Arterius. The man... Well Turian, who had been chased across half the known galaxy. As he was just floating there he smiled or the Turian equivalent. I still can't quite tell myself what their smiles look like. At least I think it's a smile. It's the mandibles, makes them so hard to read. Well for another Turian it might be easy to tell, hell an Elcor could tell, they have reading expressions down to a book. This one time I played poker with one. Let's just say I went home a little lighter. Ok a lot lighter. Anyway where was I, ah yes the smile. Now I think about it, it must have been a smile because of what he said next.

"I was afraid you wouldn't make it in time, Shepard" Mocked Saren staring across the room. He had directed it to the recent intruders in the room. Behind a nearby pillar sat a woman in jet black armour with a N7 logo on the right shoulder plate. She was shaken slightly I could see it in her face, couldn't blame her though, if I had just had a near miss with death, complements of a grenade. Thrown by the rouge Spector I would be a bit shaken too.

"In time for what?" Shepard called back.

"The final confrontation. I think we both expected it would end like this. You've lost. You know that don't you? In a few minutes, Sovereign will have full control of all the Citadel's systems. The relay will open. The reapers will return."

"I've still got a few tricks up my sleeve." Shepard shouted holding her M-3 Predator at the ready just in case it was needed.

"You survived our encounter on Virmire. But I've changed since then. Improved. Sovereign has... Upgraded me."

"You let Sovereign implant you? Are you insane?" Shepard's disgust could clearly be heard in her voice.

Ignoring Shepard's last comment Saren continued his monologue. "I suppose I should thank you, Shepard. After Virmire, I couldn't stop thinking about what you said. About Sovereign manipulating me. About indoctrination. The doubts began to eat away at me. Sovereign sensed my hesitation. I was implanted to strengthen my resolve." Saren clenched his fist to emphasise his new 'resolve'.

"Now my doubts are gone. I believe in Sovereign completely. I understand that the Reapers need organics. Join us and Sovereign will find a place for you, too."

"Sovereign's controlling you through your implants! Don't you see that?"

Again Saren ignored the Commanders comment. "The relationship is symbiotic. Organic and machine intertwined, a union of flesh and steel. The strengths of both, the weakness of neither. I am a vision of the future, Shepard. The evolution of organic life. This is our destiny. Join Sovereign and experience a true rebirth!"

Determined to convince Saren that not all hope is lost she said "Sovereign hasn't won yet. I can stop it from taking control of the station! Step aside and the invasion will never happen!"

Saren's voice was filled with irritation from Shepard's comment. "We can't stop it! Not forever. You saw the visions. You saw what happened to the Protheans. The Reapers are too powerful."

"Some part of you must still realize this is wrong. You can fight this!"

"Maybe you're right. Maybe there is still a chance for... unh!" Saren let out scream of pain before finishing his sentence. "The implants... Sovereign is too strong. I'm sorry. It's too late for me."

Commander Shepard had heard enough, she knew Saren was no longer an immediate threat. She knew what Saren was about to do. She had to stop him. Standing up and coming out of cover. Looking across the room at him she finally spoke. "It's not over yet. You can still redeem yourself!"

She could not stop what was to come next. Saren slowly drew his gun closer to the side of his head after every word. "Goodbye, Shepard. Thank y..."

A loud bang goes off, the sound echo's around the room. Saren's lifeless body falls from the hover craft, and out of sight. The occupants of the room are then treated to the sound of breaking glass as his body smashes through to the next level before finishing its journey in a garden bellow.

Shepard looked around the room trying to find the source of the gun fire. Her eyes fall upon a figure in the shadows. Shepard aimed her weapon at the figure, what came next sent a mixture of emotions through her. "That piece of shit. I am the one to kill Saren not yourself." said the figure stepping forwards a single step. His lower leg armour coming into view, the rest of him still resided within the shadow. His voice had conformed his identity to Shepard. She had heard that voice a thousand times. His silvery armour just made it all the more convincing.

Many conflicting emotions ran through her head. Firstly it was shock, then happiness but then it turned to dread with the next statement. " Why did Sovereign ever chose such an incompetent fool to carry out his plan." again he took another step forwards this time exposing most of his lower amour, but still leaving his upper body in darkness. 'No it can't be, it just can't be. How is this possible?' Shepard thought, she wanted to say something anything but she was lost for words. She had already had her whole world come crashing down around her but now it was happening all over again.

"An... Andrew? Is that you?" Shepard barely managed to say in a tone so soft that it was almost unheard by the figure. This time he stepped right out into the light. His face reverberated with rugged masculinity, a few scares where doted across it, this added to his charm. Deep blue eyes looked over at Shepard, they bore through her own green ones. She shivered at the sight of them, they once held happiness and life but now they were filled with nothing, but hatred.

His emotionless face turned, his lips turned upwards into a grin. "Yes it's me Tanya." She was about to reply but he cut in before she could utter a word. "How did I survive? My dear sweet Tanya I did not die when you let me fall." There was bitterness in his voice as he said the last few words. His smile faded "I survived, I always do. Now die Shepard."She had little time to react as I lifted my gun up and aimed it at her head. Bang. A single shot was fired.

I bet your wondering how it came to this, how it became so twisted and distorted as it had. Well for you to understand we have to go back, back in time. Not only that but though dimensions, or should it be though universes? I'm not sure which one it is.