For what it was worth, leaving Invictus and her parents behind was not much of a sacrifice. She had gained from them a taste for adventure, discoveries, and fist-fighting. She had travelled throughout the system before, usually embarking aboard trading ships, but this time, it would be different. Aiming for outer galaxies, she departed from her home, bidding farewell to the only family she had. It was time to rectify decades of injustice.
PROLOGUE
Three digits caressed her shoulder, as gentle eyes scouted her whole figure like the true gaze of a mother would with care, attention, and worry, but mostly with love, lots of love.
"Promise me you'll be careful, my little one." The mother frowned. Soon enough, her only child would be gone. Away from this region, this planet, and this galaxy.
"I will." The daughter promised, holding her mother's hand in return, with a tight and reassuring grip. "I will change the wrong for the right, once and for all, mama." She sighed, stepping forward and hugging her mother dearly, one last time. There was no one in the universe she loved more than her mother, and no one she would speak to with the same tenderness and care. Even by Invictus' standards, she was seen as a ruthless bastard. And the spirits forbid if anyone came to harm her parents. It would end in a bloodbath.
"I should go now, before papa wakes up." She added, grabbing her backpack and strapping it to her shoulder. "Don't send me any messages for now. I'll have you on vidcom as soon as I can." She turned back, taking small but assured steps towards the door. No turning back. Chickening out wasn't an option anymore and she had never intended to step back from her mission, anyway.
"Bye, mama."
The Turian daughter closed the door behind her, adjusting her bag on her back. With some luck, she would arrive in Tuchanka before the end of the week.