A/N: Mass effect X Final Fantasy 7 crossover. This will be a vaguely cannon adventure focused on friendships, there will be romance but it wont be the focus. No slash. Rated T for violence, maybe a little swearing, and some disturbing imagery later. There will be full warning of any trigger content at the start of any chapters where it applies.
"We need a leader, and surround him with the brightest, the toughest, the deadliest allies we can find. The team will have to be strong, their resolve unquestionable." And now that team includes Vincent.
Disclaimer: I own neither Mass effect nor Final Fantasy 7.
Prologue
"Nobody would give me a mirror. How bad is it?"
"Hell, Garrus, you were always ugly. Slap some face paint on there and nobody will even notice." Shepard couldn't quite hide her grin.
"Haha- oh don't make me laugh, damn it. My face is barely holding together as it is. Some women find facial scars attractive. Mind you, most of those women are krogan..."
Shepard shook her head with a smile. It was such a relief to have Garrus aboard. After the madness of waking up on the Cerberus facility and finding out two years had passed, hell, that she had died, she would take any shred of comfort on offer. Even the joy of a new Normandy (with hideous Cerberus colours slapped onto everything) didn't rival seeing her old friend, alive and in mostly one piece.
"Frankly I'm more worried about you. Cerberus, Shepard? You remember those sick experiments they were doing?"
"That's why I'm glad you're here Garrus. If I'm walking into hell I want someone I trust at my side."
"You realise this plan has me walking into hell too, right?" He almost sounded excited.
With minimal fuss Garrus was soon settled into the forward batteries.
The team was starting to look promising. She had thought the illusive man utterly insane when he sent her the dossiers. A thief, a convict, a vigilante, a Krogan warlord, an STG operative. She might have only recruited Garrus and Mordin so far but she definitely needed to revise her opinion of the illusive man's intelligence. A shame really, she liked him better when she thought he was an idiot.
The Intel he had provided on the next recruit however was unusually lacking. None of the dossiers had been more than a couple of paragraphs long, but this was just ridiculous.
"Valentine – Sniper. Enhanced speed, strength, and senses."
Miranda hadn't known much either. She had never heard of him (her? it?). The planet was a tiny little speck in an otherwise empty system from the Omega Nebula. Neither of them had heard of it. In fact, no one had heard of it. The extranet didn't know anything and whatever else Cerberus might have known they weren't telling. Just a single line of description and co-ordinates.
Shepard was pretty sure this wasn't going to be another old friend in need of a rescue.
There were 6 hours till they reached the planet. She would get what sleep she could in the meantime. Hopefully this recruitment would be quick and simple. Then she could get back to finding out what the collectors were up to. Somewhere out there were the human colonists, kidnapped by the collectors and forgotten by the Alliance. Shepard was going to correct that.
That still left them with a suicide mission on their hands, but she would shoot that problem when it got within range. In the meantime she had a team to put together.
A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review, I'm looking to improve my writing and any critiques are welcomed :)
Next Time: Vincent Valentine.