Angel of Fire

by Kyla Stone

Audrea Shepard isn't sure what to think of this turian who has found his way into her life. Slightly AU from the original games. Starting in ME1's plot. Changes are mainly to how he ends up in her life, personal things I've tagged onto this Shepard, and some other small things. Rated T for in-character language and future violence.

1. A General Introduction

Chapter One: A General Introduction

I sigh as I look at my reflection. My midback length brown hair is currently coiled up in a towel on top of my head. My complexion is fair, eyes a light blue. I lean closer noticing the small beauty mark on my left cheek. I see my small nose and slightly round face. 'Pretty' is what the elderly man had said. I suppose the man was just being his sweet self. I move away to dig clothes out of closet.

For most people, I suppose they would've simply thanked him for the compliment and moved on, not even remembering it. For me though... it's different. I've never had anyone besides my parents ever say that I was 'pretty'. I figured it was just because I was their daughter, they were biased in their opinion of me. Not to mention their expectations of me were high. While I suppose most parents would be proud that their daughter had moved on to be one of the most known commanders in the universe, mine weren't. Of course.. they don't know that I did.

When I first joined the N7 program, I was so glad to be out of the house, on my own. Sure, I was having to follow the ways of military life which involve more orders, but it was better than living under two parents who just expected way too much of me. They sent me message after message saying I should get out of the program before it ruined my life. I finally grew so tired of it I talked to one of the higher ups about if changing my indentification was possible. He helped me to get a new hold on life. My name became Audrea Shepard, an earthborn who lost her parents at a young age. I grew out my hair from the boycut I used to always have. At first I hated the longer hair, got annoyed with how my bun clip liked to fall, but now I've grown to love it.

Do I feel bad about having to cover up like I did? Cut off communication with my parents? Yeah. I never wanted to hurt them, but I have to live my own life. They were keeping me from that. Maybe someday I can go back to them and make amends.

For now though?

I've got a job to do.

And apparently falling in love with a turian, was part of my agenda.