A/N: How's it going!? I'm Kad Dawn, and I've been out of FanFiction for a while. I'm back, with new ideas and new stories to share. And this is one of them

Spade, is my shot at an SI/OC story. It follows Adrian Dawn and his journey with Commander Shepard and the crew from all three games. It will mainly be his POV but others will appear. Shepard is a FemShep, Colonist, WarHero, Paragon, and Biotic. Adrian is a crossbread of all tech classes.

This is my first time making a SI fic, so please be gentle. Will be some AU but will follow the game most of the time.

Chapter 1: Not Planned

I sighed. Today was not how I planned it to be. First off, allow me to introduce myself. My name Is Adrian, Adrian Dawn to be exact. I'm twenty-two years old, average working American, and going to school when I can. I was born and raised in New Orleans, Louisiana. I'm also a military brat. Moving around the country from base to base. Having friends for about a year or two than moving on to the next school. Not only that but my dad forced me into training, and at a young age to. I was able to shoot a rifle from a hundred yards and hit the mark. Now, I can do that in five hundred yards. Other than that, I'm pretty acrobatic. Track and field was my life in high school, and I loved gymnastics. Parkour was another thing I picked up on, and was also pretty handy when I wanted to escape the house. When I was old enough and out of high school, I packed my bags, said my goodbyes, and left. At first it was pretty awesome. Nothing really holding me back. I wasn't a complete idiot, but I did some crazy stuff. A year ago, however, my father was killed in combat. He was a Marine, and was on his way to retiring. "Just one more tour" he would tell us. When he passed, it hit mom pretty hard. She was a tough southern bell, and even though she tried to hid it, I knew it was hard for her to live without the love of her life. Eventually, she would pass on as well in a freak accident. She made it to the hospital, but she lost a lot of blood. I will never forget that night. She looked into my eyes, smiled, told me that she and dad were proud and loved me very much. She said the house was mine since it wasn't on base, and I could do whatever I wanted with it. She passed with a smile on her face. My father's name the last thing she will ever say.

Anyway, I'm getting of topic. Just to wrap things up about my history, I gave family heirlooms to, well, family of course. Sold unwanted items, gave my father's gun collection to my uncle, and sold the house moving into an apartment in my hometown, New Orleans. The only thing I kept were my father's tag, and my mother's wedding ring. She told me to keep it whenever I met "the one". So, back to why my day sucked. One, I failed a test in one of my classes. Two, I was "let go" at my job. And three, my girlfriend thought it would be great to break up with me because, and I quote, that I "hunt innocent animals, my friends are rednecks, and I'm pro military." Ok, seriously, if I had known my girlfriend was some PETA bitch from New York, I wouldn't have gone out with her in the first place. When I first met her, I told her that I would sometimes hunt for money, and that I'm from a military family. How we've been together for close to a year is beyond me. And my friend aren't rednecks, they're from military families also and we formed a group to help kids that have lost family due to combat since we all did.

I sighed again. Honestly, I just wanted to take a shower, lay down, and play some games. Mass Effect sounds good. Doesn't hurt saving the galaxy every now and then. And I wasn't to bothered with the ending. The Extended Cut answered some questions and closed some details. The only thing I would like would be a mission where the romance option goes and finds Shepard in the Citadel. For the guys, Miranda or Tali finding Shepard and having some epic romantic dialogue scene. And for the ladies, I'm thinking Garrus holding FemShep bridal style, carrying her out of the Citadel, with some random ass explosion in the back. Damn, I should be a writer for Bioware. I would get shit done!

When I got to my apartment complex I could fill the breeze coming from shore. Looks like a storm is rolling in. I freeran up to the second floor to my apartment and walked in. It was an average one bedroom apartment, with a small living room and kitchen. Best place for a single guy at the moment. I dropped my pack on the couch, lazily started taking my clothes off, and jumped in the shower. The water was refreshing, and I started daydreaming. Even though this day went to shit, I've gone through worse with losing my parents. Damn... It be close to two years. I'm going to need a plan a trip soon. My parents were buried in their hometown in Texas. San Angelo I think, it was one of those small towns Texas is riddled with. As for myself I was pretty damned proud of my hometown. I don't want to brag, but this is one of the best cities in the world. I've seen Las Vegas, and it just doesn't compare. And yes, I have that sly Cajun accent, but who doesn't love that.

I got out of the shower, dressed in athletic pants and a black muscle shirt. I sat on my bed and picked up my dad's tags. I looked them over for a bit, then put them back on my dresser. As for my mom's ring I found a little box for it. I always took both items with me wherever I went . Reminds me that they will always be there with me. I turned my Xbox on, popped in the first Mass Effect since I'm feeling that bored. As the loading screen flashes on my screen, I hear something coming from the living room. Curious, I got up to check what it was. Walking out of my room, I heard something in the kitchen. I checked it out, but nothing was there. The hell? I should of sworn I heard something. Then I heard a bang in my room. I ran into my room, Only to be blinded by some wicked white light. I shielded my eyes, and tried to see past it. From what I can tell, there was a slim figure standing within the light. It walked towards me. I wanted to move but for some reason my body wouldn't listen to me. The figure brought a hand up, and the next thing I knew, I felt a shocking pain course through my body. I clenched my teeth and eyes shut, trying to fight the pain, but it was too much. When the pain resided, my vision blurred and my world went black.

3rd POV

Adrian stirred, and slowly woke up on a cold tiled floor. He looked around seeing that he was in a large penthouse apartment. Groggy, he slowly stood up and tried to get a grasps on where he was. Little did he know, a figure was standing behind him.

"Finally awake I see." The figures voice was high pitched but male. Adrian turned and was wide eyed to see a Salarian standing before him. The Salarian put his hand up. "Don't be alarmed. I mean you no harm." Adrian took a step back.

"The hell is going?!" he yelled in his Cajun drawl. The Salarian took a breath. This may be difficult.

"Adrian Dawn. My name is Nalik, and I was tasked to bring you from your universe to this one." Adrian cocked an eyebrow.

"What are you talking about? I can't be at another univer-" Adrian stopped as he looked outside to see what he knew as Omega. Adrian felt his stomach crawl. He was in Omega, no doubt about that. Nalik walked to the window, and looked at Adrian. Adrian gulped. "Alright then. This isn't a dream, is it?" Nalik smiled.

"No not a dream. This is all real Mr. Dawn." Adrian sighed, and looked at the floor, trying to get a grasp on things.

"Okay. So then why zap me here?" Nalik was prepared for this.

"Allow me to explain as discreetly as possible. I work for a very secret organization. Far more secret than the Shadow Broker. We discovered an emanate danger that will soon come to this galaxy, and we needed someone with the right abilities to help stop it. That is where you come in." Adrian crossed his arms.

"So, what you are saying is that the Reapers are real, and you expect me to, what? Fight them?"

"Not by yourself. We know that Commander Shepard was the, "Chosen One" to fight the Reapers. You, will be part of the Commanders squad."

Adrian shook his head. This was too much. He wasn't like his father. He wasn't a Marine. He wasn't some war hero that can dive into the fray and come out with nothing but a few scratches.

"Why me?" Adrian asked.

"You may not know it, but you have received training. Your father was a Marine, and at a young age he trained you. You are an amazing marksmen, you can fight hand to hand, and your agility is twice as better than normal humans. And with training, you will be even better."

Adrian sighed and then shrugged. No way to back down from this now.

"Fine, I'll help. But what part will I play in all this? I can't just join the Alliance Military and expect to be transferred to the Normandy." Nalik grinned.

"Well, since you are an experienced hunter, you will be trained to be an assassin and bounty hunter." Adrian raised his eyebrow at that. An assassin? A bounty hunter? At first he was uncomfortable with the idea, but then remembering all the bullshit characters he wanted to kill so bad from the games he figured that it might not be a bad idea after all. And he was getting trained for it.

"Alright then, I can accept that. However, I'm going to need some gear. You don't expect me to fight barefoot and with this on." He motioned at his clothing. Nalik chuckled and turned on his omnitool. With a few swipes a closet door opened.

"Already taking care of." Adrian raised his eyebrow. Inside the closet were clothes and some weapons. The clothes consisted of military combat boots, digital camouflaged combat cargo pants, a black sleeveless shirt with material similar to under armor, two black open-fingered gloves and a silver leather jacket with some black trimming. Adrian quickly put the clothes on and was surprised at how well it fitted him. The jacket was probably his favorite. He picked up a belt, which was probably more of a utility belt, and strapped it on. He looked in a mirror and was well satisfied. Now the weapons satisfied him even more. A Phalanx heavy pistol with a silencer attachment, N7 Hurricane SMG, and an odd sniper rifle he has never seen before. The sniper rifle looked more like a Barrett 50 cal. Adrian took the weapon from its rack and examined it closer. It was lighter than any weapon he every carried. The size was close to the original rifle from the 21st century, just a little shorter. The one thing that surprised him the most was the drum magazine it had.

"Beautiful isn't it. Crafted that weapon myself. We wanted you to have a signature weapon, so I decided to make something similar to what your snipers used in your time. The scope can reach a range of about a mile, and can switch to different modes such as thermal and night vision. With some modification, I was able to get the design and mechanics to work exactly like the original, with some advances. It is extremely light weight, but still strong enough to fire. It can fire up to ten shots as well. Another thing is that you can switch different tactical modes. That is where the drum comes in. As you can see there are different switches for different modes such as Explosive, EMP, and a new Warp for biotic barriers. I named it Sicarius, a Latin word from your species meaning Assassin."

Adrian was impressed. Complicated design of course, but still, he was happy to have such a weapon. He holstered his weapons. Sicarius on his back, and the other weapons holstered to his belt. He also had a combat knife which he tied to his belt as well. With the gear he had, he was ready to go to work. However, Nalik wasn't finished there. He opened a case revealing a helmet. The helmet looked like Iron Man's helmet, however was different in many areas. One, it was black instead of hot rod red. And instead of a face, it had what looked like a skull design. The eyes matched that of what the Punisher had for his skull and glowed white, and the mouth was five vertical slits, the middle being the longest and the other smaller than the one before. Nalik told him that when he talks the lines will glow white as well. Impressed, Adrian picked up the helmet and put it on. It was surprisingly comfortable. With a click, a HUD was displayed. It was very similar to how Iron Man's worked in the movies. Like the scope it had different fields of visions. It also had a scanner for eezo, and DNA, which will come in handy. It had a tracking system which will work Sicarius scope. And finally, it had a target researcher. Adrian would select a target and it will research every little information about him, including if the target had a hit on them.

"This is nice work Nalik. I'm impressed. So, straight to business. Where do we start?" Adrian asked. Nalik grinned.

"First training, then we will get to work." For the first time today, Adrian smiled. He was right about one thing. Today didn't go as planned.

Well, there is the first chapter. Second will come up soon after some.

Little trivia. Adrian is my real name (It is a Self-Insert so why not use my name). I'm not really from New Orleans, but I love the city, and plan to live there (Yes I have been there). I can do Parkour, but I'm not perfect. In later chapters there will be some French and I will have translations. Music is heavily involved in my writing, as they help me shape my characters. For this story, the Assassins Creed 3 ost worked out perfectly for me.

Well that's that. Please review as they are always helpful, and keep an eye out for up coming chapters coming soon.