Citadel, Zakera Ward, 2186
The sounds of club music and gang violence filled the air as Mikhail and his partner, a Turian by the name of Palus, patrolled the streets of Zakera Ward, ever vigilant in their sweep. Mikhail looked around, taking note of any suspicious activity while Palus, in his usual way, kept his predatory eyes open for the suspects. Mikhail sighed as the pursuit continued, seeming to drag on. "Palus, why the hell are we out here?" Mikhail asked, breaking the long silence. Palus paused, and then took a few seconds to answer.
"I don't know, Mikhail, but something's not sitting right with me. What's that expression of yours?" Palus replied, still sweeping his head from side to side, never once breaking his sweep. Mikhail sighed, three hours of searching, and he didn't even know why. All the higher ups said was that they needed to investigate.
"Instincts kicking in again, Palus?" Mikhail asked. Palus nodded, motioning toward an alleyway.
"Saw two armored humanoids going down that alley. Looks good enough to warrant investigating." Palus said in a hushed tone. Mikhail nodded, checking the temperature gauge on his pistol. She's still good, Mikhail thought. He took point while Palus loaded new heat sinks into his rifle, and then proceeded to follow Mikhail up to the alley.
As they drew near, Mikhail clicked on his combat visor, with a tactical readout soon entering his vision. Palus followed suit, linking his visor's system with Mikhail's. After reaching the alley way, both sprang out from around their corners.
"C-Sec! Everyone on the ground, now!" Palus yelled, raising his rifle into the firing position. Before either could react, two hulking gray forms ignited their blades, and rushed forward.
"Holy SHIT!" Mikhail yelled, firing two shots before catching the end of a plasma sword.
"Mikhail!" Palus shouted, rolling out of the alley to avoid the blades. "This is Officer Palus Kurik of Zakera Ward 2nd Precinct. I need back-up! Repeat, need back-up! The shit's really hit the fan here!" Palus yelled, his voice echoing across C-Sec's Emergency Broadcast Frequency. Palus took another look at his attackers, two large reptilian creatures wearing strange, intricate armor of a very proud appearance. They wielded blades of pure energy. Their attention turned to Palus, as he fired two more bursts before ducking behind cover. Palus threw a grenade, then started yelling again. "Encountered unknown hostiles. Repeat, unknown hostiles are on the Citadel. Please Respo-AAAAAGGHH!" Palus yelled as the large creature pulled him up from behind his cover.
The creature snarled before impaling Palus. After tossing him aside, the creature grabbed Palus' radio, and growled into it. "We are the Covenant. You will relinquish control of this Relic to the Prophet of Mercy. Resist, and you will all perish."