A/N: Hi there! So, uh, first publishing on this site, so… first impressions of me are probably not gonna be great for some of you but… oh well! Mass Effect has quickly become one of my favorite series, but I'm not very savvy on the lore, so please feel free to correct me, but I'm doing my best! At any rate.. ~Everett

Disclaimer: Don't own Mass Effect, no matter how much I believe that Thane is a sexy beast, I don't own him, or the series, or BioWare (or do I?).

This takes place at the end of the mission regarding the acquisition of Dossier: The Assassin (Thane Krios); not all of the dialogue is exact to the missions which I will use on occasion. Shepard is: Paragon; Adept; Male Shep.; ~Everett

Following directly behind Thane, we attempted to make as little noise as possible going through the ventilation shafts to reach Nassana. In one, fluid, movement Thane opened the shaft into the office, and leapt down, his coat trailing behind him. Shortly after, I dropped down as well, making a pin drop more amount of sound than he, which caused him to give me a warning look as I landed behind one of Nassana's guards. In conjunction, Thane and I put our hands on the guards' mouths, muffling noise, and snapping their necks; ending their lives.

The group in front of us took notice, and angrily, Nassana turned around, "What-" she began, but that was all she got out, Thane put his pistol to her chest, shooting her. She let out one short cry of pain, then Thane carefully laid her down on her desk, folding her arms across her chest. Immediately after he clasped his hands, closed his eyes, in prayer.

In front of us stood three, well armed people, a male, heavily armored human in the front, the one talking with Nassana. On the left of him was another human, but a woman, she wore tight fitting, black armor, and tall stiletto boots. The look the woman had was that of a very successful femme fatale. She held a M-9 Tempest SMG, aimed directly at Thane. On the right of the soldier stood another woman, but her head was shaved bald, her body riddled with tattoos. She wore a cord-thin harness and baggy pants and boots. She had a death-glare in her eye, and held an M-27 Scimitar shotgun, aimed directly at me. In reflex I pulled out my own Tempest SMG, aiming it at the bald woman.

"Watch out, kid's got a gun." said the bald woman snarkily.

The other woman gave her a dirty look, "Shut it, Jack. They're assassins, damn it."

Jack grinned devilishly, "Well, cheerleader, what a keen eye. I am so fucking afraid of some shitty little kid."

The man spoke this time, his voice was deep; commanding, "Miranda; Jack, watch yourselves." He looked towards Thane, "Thane Krios?"

"One moment. Prayers for the wicked must not be forsaken.", Thane replied solemnly. A few moments later he looked up at the soldier, "Commander John Shepard, I presume?"

"Correct. She certainly was wicked…" Shepard replied, "Miranda, Jack, guns holstered." he ordered and the women obeyed, the one called Jack, more reluctantly than Miranda.

"Not for her. For me." Thane said, he folded his hands behind his back, walking around the dead Asari's desk to face Shepard. "Angel, gun away." he glanced at me, and I immediately holstered my SMG.

"Angel, huh? What a cute name." Jack remarked, mocking me. I gave her a look, not wanting to give her the time of day.

Shepard and Thane ignored her comment, and Shepard spoke, "I see. Master Krios, I am in need of your service for an important mission to stop the Collectors."

Thane nodded slowly, then turned to face the sunset, "Mm. This was to be my last mission, but what you ask of me - is a suicide mission . Though, Shepard, I assume you were unaware of my apprentice. I would hate to leave the boy on Illium, not that I have a lack of faith in his abilities, but with the idea that he is not finished with his training."

Shepard looked me over thoughtfully. I was a younger, more agile, version of Thane - in a human body. I had dark hair, dark eyes, and ghost-like skin. My outfit was similar to that of Thane's, trench coat, boots, pants. Though I wore fingerless gloves, and the tail of my coat was a few inches longer than that of Thane's: to show his superiority. My weapons were identical to that of Thane's: M-9 Tempest SMG and M-97 Viper sniper rifle. "All right. You are correct on that, Master Krios, I was completely unaware of your apprentice, here. If it is a requirement of yours that he come with you, then he will join us."

"Great! What. A. Thrill, Shepard!" Jack said sarcastically, "What a fuckin' thrill! We're bringing a fuckin' kid with us? Shit, Shepard, he's probably like, 16 or something, he wouldn't survive a day against the Collectors. Hell, he couldn't stand against a damn husk!"

Now was my turn to bite back, I smiled at Jack pleasantly, and clasped my hands behind my back, straightening my shoulders, "Ma'am, I believe you have misjudged my physical characteristics. During my training, Master Krios has remarked I am a dead shot, he has stated himself that I may possibly be better than him at my age. Your remarks and use of such vulgarity show a sign of insecurity about yourself. My lady, I believe that you are afraid of my abilities, and the idea that I may be more powerful than you frightens you. If you would like to put my abilities to the test, miss, I would be more than happy to spar with you, but be warned." I walked a step closer to her, I could feel her breath on my neck, "I never miss my target."

Thane watched me, intrigued, "Angel, I believe that is enough. No need to torment the woman, we are to remain civil and uphold honor at all times, correct?"

I stepped back from Jack, bowing my head at Thane, "Yes, sir. Apologies, Master Krios."

He grinned, "But quite the threat you made. I hope you can keep it, Angel."

Jack scoffed, "Angel? Angel?" She was almost in a rage, "That little fucker just tried to threaten me, and his damn name is Angel? Shit, you have got some fucking nerve going on at me like that, kid." She clenched her fists, and I tensed, ready to retaliate, "You little piece of shit!" she screamed, and she began to throw a biotic bolt at me.

A biotic?, I thought, Damn. Here goes nothing. I ducked down, put out my fists, and kicked her legs out from under her, she grunted as she fell towards the ground. I caught her right arm, pulling her towards me, I twisted it, enough to cause pain, but not enough to break it, she clenched her teeth, and aimed a fist at the side of my head. Anticipating a punch coming from the angry woman, I caught her fist in my own hand, then kneed her in the groin, I looked her dead in the eye, "I never miss. I suggest if you want to start a fight, you be certain you can finish it." I saw a flash of fear in her eyes, but just as quickly as it came, it left, and I let go of Jack, stepping back towards the desk.

"For the record: I'm 21." I said deadpan.

Thane clapped twice, slowly, "Good show, Angel. Now, before Shepard throws you out a window, let us head back to his ship?"

Miranda nodded, speaking up, "Yes. That would be ideal."

We followed the trio back to the docking area, and onto their ship. Once aboard, we went into the Briefing Room, and spoke with Shepard, Miranda, and one of the other crewmembers - Jacob Taylor.

"An assassin, Shepard? Two assassins?" Jacob asked, annoyed.

Shepard looked at him, remaining calm, "Jacob, Thane has agreed to work with us. Hell, he's doing it for free. I don't know what you have against assassins, but we need him - his apprentice as well."

I looked up at Shepard, confused, "Me, sir?"

Shepard nodded, "If anything was to happen to your master, we are going to need another person who has his abilities."

I nodded quickly, not voicing a reply. Instead, Thane spoke, "Shepard, where would you have me? I would prefer some place.. dry."

From the center, an electronic eye appeared, "The Life Support room on the Crew Deck is usually more arid than the rest of the ship."

Bewildered, Thane looked over the eye, "Ah. An AI, my thanks." He bowed, and I followed him out of the room to the Crew Deck.

Before we left the room, I could hear the AI make one last remark, "They seem quite civil." I couldn't help but smile, Just wait, I thought, Just… wait.

A/N: So… how'd you guys like it!? Yeah, yeah, I know, I'll have to wait for a response, but it was fun writing this while waiting for the Happy New Years mass texts. At any rate, feel free to comment (at least, I think you can do that here) or review, or whatever it's called. Man, if you loved my story so much that you want to stalk me all over the globe, then feel free to make me your favorite (but don't stalk me; I'm already had a breeding request made for my be a Krogan, he might get angry.) ~Everett.