AN: So, I had this idea floating around in my head all day today and had to let it out. Unlike my other ME2 fanfic which is currently AU with OCC characters, This fanfic will follow the story line of ME2 with IC characters and Thane's personal feelings/thoughts/experiences with my own tweaking. I'm thinking about having a whole love triangle with Shepard/Thane/Garrus but, we will cross that bridge when we get there right? Anyways, here is the Prologue. All I can give at this moment cause of school, I'll get the first chapter up soon.

Enjoy~

Disclaimer: I do not own Bioware or any of the characters.

Thane sat in the private room of Eternity on Illium. The lights were dim and he sat there quietly cleaning his pistol. The peace before the storm, he told himself. This was his last job in his thirty-nine years as an Assassin. Trained by the Hanar when he turned six, first kill when he was twelve. Looking back he didn't have any "child-hood memories." He neither thought about nor wanted to remember. No good memories to cling to, his life had been nothing but death and loss.

Thane sighed heavily; he looked forward to the end. His lung disease was going to catch up to him soon and when it did he wanted to make sure the galaxy was a brighter place before he died. Nassana was a ruthless corporate executive. Killing those she saw as a threat and sometimes killing the very people she hired. She deserved to die. She would die.

Thane lifted his head and listened to the other participants at the bar carefully. Sometimes, listening was the best way to get information as word often traveled fast. He ignored the bachelor's party with the slightly annoyed Salarian complaining to his human and Turian co-workers as well as the Turian attempting to but horribly failing at trying to hint his affection to a Quarian. His interest settled on a customer talking to an Asari bar tender.

"I heard Commander Shepard just docked here in Illium. I hope she comes to Eternity so I can buy her a drink." The Turian told the Asari before finishing his drink and leaving the counter. Thane put his pistol in its holder walking up to the bar and sitting down.

"What can I get you hun?" the Asari asked while drying a glass.

"Actually, I over heard the Turian talking about a Commander Shepard, who is she?" Thane asked clasping his hands and setting them on the counter.

"You haven't ever heard the name Shepard? You must live under a rock, are you trying to joke with me hun?" the Asari asked but she could tell by Thane's un-faltered expression that he wasn't.

"Ah- well, Shepard is a well known N7 Alliance marine. She was the first human Spectre as well as commanding officer of the Normandy. She saved the citadel from an attack by Saren, a rouge Spectre and his geth army."

"She sounds like an amazing person."

"Yeah, I'm sure she was."

"Was?" Thane inquired.

"She was reported KIA two years ago. I'm pretty sure the rumors floating around are just that. Rumors."

"I see." Thane said and gave her his thanks leaving the bar. Many things on his mind, he wished he could have met this Shepard person, it seemed like they had similar goals. Thane smiled a bit. Wish-full thinking. Thane stopped as his omni-tool suddenly lit up with an e-mail from his contact.

"The shipping office is clear of all personnel right now, I can take you to Dantius. Come soon Thane. - Seryna"

Thane took a moment to collect himself and his thoughts. He knew he was going to die and the sudden realization of it hit him like a punch to the face. His stomach twisted and he began to feel regret. He regretted not being there when Irikah died, he regretted abandoning his son and most of all he regretted not ever being there for his son once or explaining to him why things were the way they were. Thane re-collected himself and told himself that this was for the best. Besides, the galaxy was a dangerous place while he was alive.

Yup, there is the prologue. I was playing with title names when this one suddenly hit me and stuck.

I hope this turns into a long story but we will see. R&R