Ulterior Motives

I have my own ship, I am the most feared spectre in the galaxy and now I'm here on this frozen planet, wasting away. The council wants me to watch the corporations here on Garvug. I can already tell that this krogan and vorcha infested heap of rubble is going to be a problem. These corporate soldiers... mercenaries can barley hold their own against the krogan on the ground. Best luck they've had is with orbital bombardments and raids on small towns and cities.

Admiral Lira Speight I find particularly annoying.

"We believe Haliot Wrund is hiding in this compound!" She said, pointing at a holograohic image of the mountain. "Our instruments can't find the target under all the brush to make a clear shot from orbit and our gun ships keep getting blown out of the sky."

"That sounds very much like a personal problem to me Admiral." I yawned, not interested I the conversation one bit. "I'll go down and..."

"I don't care who you are asari!"

Now she's caught my attention. "excuse me?"

"You my be a spectre, but I wont allow you to ruin this mission by glory hounding!"

"You will not set foot on the ground!"

I went any way. Had to fight my way up the mountain and a bunch of cannon fodder (I mean vorcha) to get here. (I envy Sheps cut scene pistol of doom.)

This bunker isn't really much of a bunker. Once you get down here, the bunker leads down a hallway headed to one room. The walls suddenly open up and a teams of krogan and vorcha surround me. Bastards never stood a chance.

I unleash a wave of raw biotic power, tossing my would be attackers back. I continue down the hall way and of course (like the lairs of most bad guys.) another door opens and I'm suddenly being peppered by bullets, that are just bouncing off my barrier. They were gun turrets.

Out stretching my arms I snatch both turrets out of the wall and throw them at the team who made an attempt to charge at me down the hall way. "Silly krogan." I whisper, taking in the rather impressive explosion caused by my toss.

I turned around, no longer interested by the burning corpses of mediocre opponents. The door behind me slide open. There was a loud bang and with that my barrier dropped. A heavy biotic throw grabbed me an launched me into the room. "I wouldn't have thought that Speight would send one assassin after me." It was a krogan, he had a large toothy grin on his face, pointing his claymore shot gun at me.

"Haliot Wrund?" I ask before I make my move. I not going to wait for him to answer. The heavenly dark blue of my biotics flare as I pulling his shot gun out of his hands. He tried throwing a warp at me, but I countered with my own and with mine being far superior to this reptile's, it easily blasts through his and hits him straight on.

I arm my predator heavy pistol. The krogan fell to the floor and tried reaching for his weapon. With a flick of the wrist his arm came right off. He howled in pain as blood spurted out of the nub. "I'll ask again... are you Wrund?"

"Yes!" He grunts, cradling the nubby part of his former arm .

I couldn't help but to have a smirk on my face. This was the leader of the rebels on this rock. Now he's at my knees. I raise my pistol, pointing it on that thick skull of his. "Who are you?"

How rude I almost forgot to introduce my self. "Raina Howlit, Council spectre and the one who lets you live today."

Wrund was visibly confused. "Why let me go?" He questioned. "How do you know I wont be back to finish you?"

"I just ripped your arm off with my mind, I'm the one who can give you a hand with that very bothersome corporate Admiral and the council pay lovely amounts to their friends." I listed off, applying medi gel to this lizards stub of an arm.

From the toothy grin bone head is giving me that means I've acquired his interest. "Why would the council..."

"Simple krogan." I interrupt. That's the problem with most krogan. Most don't think past credits and battle, the big picture just eludes them. "The council believes the corporations are on this rock for something other than the supposed resources you krogan damn near depleted a hundred years ago."

The krogan picks himself off the floor, staggering to his feet. "The council wants you to keep the insurgency going as long as you can and to find out what the corps are hiding."

He walks past me. I don't take my eyes off him for a second, my biotic ready to rip him in half. "I assume..."

"You don't assume!" I don't really care for this krogan, but the council wants him and they can have him. "You assume and you make an ass of u and me!" I activate my omni tool and sent him the address to my ship.

"You'll be getting information from me from now on. If I feel it's relevant I'll send you it, if it's not your on your own." I said, walking out of this dingy bunker.

"If I were you I'd send the good Admiral a gift."

I heard a faint chuckle from the back room. "I've got something planned for the human already!" He shouted down at me. I'm sure he does... In fact I know he does.

Sonax command intercepted a message that Wrund sent out. He obviously doesn't know the meaning of a secure channel. To bad he'll get the wrong ship and blow up another on entirely. Now lets hope Speight didn't have brains enough to send some elite team of commando gunship pilots to follow me up the mountain.

This war on this rock is over. The corporatist forces will win and when Wrund finally does some thing outstandingly stupid he'll be dead and so will the insurgency. "Silly krogan." But I wont need him until he finds or doesn't find what I need.

The Empress: CIC

"So they really did blow up that ship?"

"Yes." An angry Admiral Speight hissed, making the speakers on the ship shake. "I've been told you went to Garvug this evening... even though I ordered you not to."

I'm a spectre and this bitch thinks she can give me orders. I've been fighting wars since she was an itch in her great-great grand daddies pants. "I'm sorry you mistake me with some one who gives a damn."

A decently placed warp would give the impression of a heart attack... I could make it look like an accident, but for now I'll suck up my pride and listen. "I'll put that under advisory ma'am."

"I hope so. I wouldn't want an observing council spectre to be hurt under my watch." She cut connection.

You've got a message from the council captain! That would be my kid pilot Yui being over anxious to use the PA again.

"What do they want?"

The SR2 was spotted in the Attican Traverse and they want you to join the Alliance in taking him out of the picture.

"Alive?" I'm mean he did save them after all.

They made the "take'em alive" part very clear boss.

Awe... and I was looking forward to testing my abilities out on the first human spectre. "Chart the course." Finally the council sends me on a real mission. No more playing baby sitter with Sonax and the other corporations. Some other I was off to capture "the" Commander Shepard. I wonder how that will turn out?

End

AN/ I was inspired to write this when I read another authors story based off the war on Garvug. You don't see too many stories based off of the Cerberus daily news and Garvug was the best to put Raina in. (I wonder how Raina would spend her time on Taetrus?)

Thank you guys for reading.