A/N: Wassap peeps Not wrote anything in a while, not done anything ME related so I thought I'd give it a go, quite hard writing about aliens =/ It's gonna catch up to 'present' times in chapter 3. Chapter one may be a bit slow but two's gonna be a bit more action orientated. Thought I'd include lots of cameo's of characters too (Probably better than the ones in ME2).

M for sex, drugs and rock n' roll! (And alcohol, violence and bad language :P)

AMPED.

One.

Slender lilac fingers wrapped their way around an oily neck, strong muscles bulged in the neck, and it tensed as two thumbs found their way to the lump in the throat, which was now bobbing like a yo-yo. The owner of the neck grunted and writhed as the thumbs pushed the Adam's apple down and completely cut off the oxygen flow. A young Asari looked down into the terrified face of the man she was stealing the life from, he was a muscular human and would have easily withstood her assault, if not for her biotics at least. Blue lines of power rippled over her skin and through her arms as she pushed ever harder toward her victory. With one final push and a twist the man gurgled and the light left his eyes. The Asari rolled from the victim, panting heavily. A twisted smile spread across her face as a small applause came from above her.

"Congratulations."The voice came from an older Asari with red facial tattoos, she was grinning at her initiate. She extended her hand and pulled the other Asari, who was still panting heavily, to her feet.

"Thank you Captain." The replying voice was smooth and soft.

The Captain bent over and began searching the man; she arose a few seconds later with a credit chit and a small vial of white powder. She smiled and shook the vial. "Looks like we're gonna have a party tonight."

The other Asari grinned. "Yes Captain."

The Captain turned to leave but looked back as if remembering something. "Your armour." She threw a bag which the Asari caught gracefully. "And Ledanta...Well done."

Salina Ledanta smiled as she tore the bag asunder and revelled in the armour now resting in her hands. A solar eclipse with an 'E' emblazed the yellow suit.

09/22/2165 1400Hours. Uncharted World - Tasale System - Crescent Nebula.

"Four minutes, suit up."

The small room was filled with the clasping of armour, loading of weapons and sealing of combat clamps.

A silhouetted figure raised a gauntleted hand toward their head. A small beep emerged from where their ear should have been as a communication system came online. "Check check. 1. 2." A young female voice channelled over the secure frequency.

"Reading you loud and clear Bravo." A man's voice replied.

"One minute!" A Second woman shouted.

The room began to shake violently as the sound of afterburners burst into life, an alarm rang out. Collision imminent. 20 metres...15 metres...10 metres...5 metres...2 metres... There was a soft bump and the sound of compression. Clamps engaged.

A door opened and heavy rain instantly blasted inside. The trio ventured outside and were soon joined by a fourth member. "Ships secure Captain!" The voice belonged to another man.

"Good, we're meeting the sun two clicks north into that jungle, let's haul."

"Yes sir."

The four jogged roughly ten minutes through the dense jungle until they found themselves in a clearing, a blue armoured Human male in the centre. A handcuffed Batarian on his knees before the man.

"Vido Santiago?" The Captain asked.

The man nodded. "Wasea I presume." He gestured to the Batarian and then back to Wasea. "I hope you Eclipse are true to your word...The payment?"

"Yes yes, Ledanta?"

A voluptuous figure pulled alongside the Captain and threw a bag at Vido's feet. "750,000 credits...as promised."

The man cocked his head and grinned. "Pleasure doing business with you." He kicked the Batarian in the back, sending him sprawling out in front of the Eclipse.

Another blue armoured Human emerged from behind the tree line, assault rifle in hand, he nodded his head to the Batarian. "That goddamn four eyes was beginning to stink the place up."

Wasea gestured to the Batarian. "Pick him up Clark." One of them men picked the prisoner up and slung him over his shoulder. She looked back to the Blue Suns. "...Gentlemen." She nodded.

The blue sun picked up the bag and watched as the Eclipse backed out of the clearing, neither group letting the other out of their sight; as soon as they were back into the jungle they made a run for their shuttle.

09/22/2165 2230Hours. Eclipse Registered B92 Light Cruiser 'Matriarchs' Ascension' - Crescent Nebula.

"Cell twelve, its open." A Salarian jailor was behind a desk, watching a holo TV.

Wasea pushed the Batarian through a thick set of glass doors, followed by the other Asari, Ledanta; they had both removed their clunky armour and were now in standard eclipse jumpsuits. They strode passed eleven identical cells, all containing a prisoner, Humans, Asari, Batarian, Krogan. All but Turians and Salarians were missing.

"In!" Wasea shoved the Batarian into the lightly lit padded cell. She noticed him looking at the walls and laughed. "The Alliance doesn't want damaged goods."

His face dropped, a perfect picture of horror. "N—No! Don't hand me over to them!"

"You don't sound so tough now, for a mighty pirate warlord..."

"They'll torture me! Kill me!"

"I'm sure you deserve more!" Ledanta piped in.

Wasea grinned. "Try not to shit yourself while we're waiting...They'll be coming to get you in a few hours. You're worth a lot of money." She winked at him and strode from the room, her trooper in tow. The Salarian tapped a few buttons and a thick Mass Effect field powered up across the Batarian's Cell, who whimpered slightly and slumped down in a corner.

The pair strode purposefully down the long corridors of the ship; they passed through the rec room where the two squad members they had been with on the planet, both human males, were engaging in a not so friendly game of ping pong. Constant streams of expletives and grunts emerging from them. Wasea laughed and they continued through another hall before stopping and banging on a large bulkhead.

"It's Wasea!"

"Hm...Enter." A muffled voice emerged from the thick steel fixture.

The Captain pressed her hand to an orange keypad, the door handle spun as the keypad flashed orange and the hatch creaked open.

They entered a large set of well furnished quarters, obviously belonging to somebody of higher rank. Another Asari, this one with white facial markings lay topless on a double bed at the rear of the room, her jumpsuit hanging around her waist. She looked away from her Omni-tool and ran her eyes over the entering duo. She nodded her head to a copious amount of red powder sitting on a tray in six neat rows. They each snorted two lines through their noses before stripping and sitting cross legged in a triangle on the bed. The narcotics flooding through their veins provided them the mental and biotic power to attempt rather dangerous triple meld. With a regular meld the senses cross over from one another for short times. With a triangular meld the information, powers and even pleasure, carries around over and over, between the three, until one severs the connection. The problem is it can become too much and overload, causing brain damage and neural decay. Centuries of knowledge and experience flooded the young Asari's mind as the trio's eyes rolled to black and the meld was established. Pleasure washed over her like an indomitable tide, before her senses exploded.

09/23/2165 0630 Hours. Illium – Orbiting 40,000 metres. Eclipse Registered B92 Light Cruiser 'Matriarchs' Ascension' - Crescent Nebula.

Dream slowly turned to reality as Salina Ledanta's eyes struggled to open. She found herself naked and alone in the middle of a large bed. She threw her off duty clothes on and slumped out of the room. She slammed the door to the showers open and entered wearily. Naked forms strode around the room, blue, purple, white, brown, black...No Salarians in sight though. All bodies were perfectly sculptured for military work. Salina found herself before a sink and gazing into a steamy mirror, almost as if in a trance.

A hand on her shoulder brought her back. "Huh?"

"You okay, Lina?"

Salina looked toward the voice. It was Lee Hawke, a tall dark haired human, and one of her team. "Yeah, I—I'm alright."

He touched a finger to his septum and raised an eyebrow. "You've got a little..."

Salina turned back to the mirror and rubbed the mist from it with her forearm. A small patch of dried blood ran from her nose to her top lip. That wasn't a good sign, she mentally noted not to strain her brain too much again for certain pleasures of the flesh, brilliant that they may be...It isn't smart turning yourself into a Vorcha just for heightened sexual sensations. She licked her finger and rubbed it away. "Better?"

"Mmm."

She unzipped her one piece uniform, letting it fall to the floor; she stepped out of it, picked it up, turned and headed to hang it in a locker. Hawke's eyes wandering lower, following the fine curvature of her figure. She cocked her head at him when she turned back round. "I believe the human term would be something like...Want a picture? It'll last longer?"

He laughed, smiling a crooked smile. "I can see it whenever I want, why would I want a picture?" he walked past her, slapping her behind as he did. Her skin deepened as a blush flashed across her face, she growled, stepped into the showers and turned a tap. The Asari sighed loudly as the warm water poured over her form; she began rubbing a cheap bar of soap across herself when she had the sinking feeling that somebody was watching her. When she turned to see who it was, Captain Wasea was standing at the entrance to the showers in civilian clothes.

"Oh, uhh...Captain?"

"We're going planet side in 15, be ready...Briefing room 3B."

"Yes Captain."

"And Ledanta, wear something...'normal'" And with that she strode out of the room.

Salina grumbled and quickly washed the soap suds from her lilac skin. She turned the squeaking tap to 'off' and stepped back to her locker. She threw her clothes over her wet form and rushed through hallways, passing the room she had stayed in the previous night. She stepped into an elevator and found a familiar face, the other Asari from last night.

"Salina...Going down?"

"Oh, Captain, yes—" She reached across and pushed a button in. It lit orange and the elevator sprang into action. "Captain, are you accompanying us planet side?"

The elevator came to a stop and the Captain stepped out and headed down the hall, without even a glance back. Salina shrugged and leaned back against the side of the lift. It jerked down a few more levels and came to a stop on one of the sleep decks. She weaved her way through the cramped corridors belonging to the sixty or so lower ranked Eclipse on the ship. She found her teams quarters and span the hatch.

The human male, Lee Hawke had just finished donning a set of plain Human clothes, the sort that Humans on the lower wards of the Citadel wore, the few that had managed to find a house on the colossal station, as Humanity had only just been granted space in the Citadel.

"Ahh, Lina, I wondered when you'd be here."

"Hawke...Do you know what this is about?" She retorted.

He smirked. "Some gang or other thinks they can do a deal without cutting us in on it."

"Why aren't we wearing our uniforms? Wouldn't that intimidate them into giving up?"

"Ah well, apparently the police are pretty close in on this gang, and if they show up we don't want them knowing that Eclipse is involved, especially if we have to kill some of them..."

"Ohh...Makes sense I guess." She unzipped her Eclipse jumpsuit and let it fall into a pile on the floor. Hawke whistled at her naked form and she laughed. "You like seeing me naked?"

"Hah, you know I do." He smirked. "Gotta love a good ass."

Salina rolled her eyes as she looked back at him. "What is it with you and them? You really love them don't you...In more ways than one."

"Yeah, you'd know about that wouldn't you?"

The Asari's cheeks darkened. "And?"

"Uh...And nothing I guess...Wanna go a round now?"

"Right now? We've got..." She looked toward a console. "...Six minutes..."

"Yeah? I can finish in that time."

Salina snorted. "You might be able to but I can't...My brains too fucked at the moment to meld and I've just taken a shower...I don't want to be going around all day smelling like..." She twisted her face. "Like you."

He laughed. "You saying I smell?"

"You know what I mean." Salina donned a set of underwear and pulled up a pair of skin tight white pants, followed by a matching top. She yanked a zip at the bottom of the top that connected it to the bottoms and fell back onto her bunk to slip a fashionable pair of white and orange boots up her slender legs.

"Ahhh, maybe another time eh?"

"Hmm, yeah...Maybe another time." The Asari raised herself and stretched, yawning loudly, an annoying habit she had picked up from her Human counterparts. "Ready?"

"Uh-huh, let's go bust some heads!"