The Fall of the Urdnot Clan
by The Condescending Gamer
Prologue: Tragedy in the Wasteland
"Did you hear that?" A soft sound echoed in the distance.
"Hear what?" A loud and startling burst of energy warped through the air. It seemed like all of Tuchanka just went silent. Two krogan soldiers were leaning against a large convoy truck near a fuel depot.
"Hear it now?!?" A krogan said irritated. The feeling of mystery and anxiousness suddenly changed to fear. As the unnatural sound echoed off of the sandy wasteland of Tuchanka, the krogan home world, the two lone krogan commandoes became uneasy. It seemed like minutes before one of the krogan commandoes said
"Turn that damn thing off!" The other krogan quickly turned off the music coming from his bio-tech suit as they both picked up their assault rifles. The krogans beefy claw started to shiver in a most un-menacing way. The other krogan looked at him with disgust. "Get your crusty ass in the cockpit we're getting the hell out of here!"
The life of a krogan commando was fairly boring ever since the mercenary clans stopped coming. The most action the krogans would get was running away from a thresher maw every once in a while. The krogans were eager to fight but this mysterious and unsettling sound that came into their ears was more frightening than any wailing thresher maw these two soldiers ever encountered. They got their things in the all terrain vehicle and high tailed away from the depot. As the two krogans sped down the dusty road they got to a point were they almost felt safe. They almost felt like this whole thing was just a spook and that they were total fools to take this much caution. The older of the two krogans stopped the truck. He sat in the cockpit of the multi-terrain vehicle with the younger krogan and they listened carefully. Minutes passed. The krogans looked at each other with confusion at first and then with relief.
Nervous laughs came out of the two krogans leathery mouths.
"That scared the fecal matter out of me!" said the younger krogan. (It is not unusual for krogans to use human phrases in times of great distress and anxiety.) Before the older krogan could retort a massive freighter appeared in the sky making the same ghastly sound they heard previously. The krogans were awestruck. Neither of them had ever seen such a massive ship in their entire lives. The ship had a white glowing exterior that pierced through the sandy sky with a black tattoo like pattern along the side. The vessel was armed to the teeth. It hovered gracefully above the krogan vehicle and lay idle. The monstrous ship started to charge what seemed to be its main cannon. In their moment of unbelief the younger krogan began to speak:
"I never thought I would feel this."
"Feel what?" said the adult. The krogan's voice turned into a soft whisper.
"The feeling of inevitability…the feeling where there is no hope…no choice…no control. I always wondered if I would know the feeling of uncontrollable doom. The chance to know what my final moments would be." The older Krogan started to turn to the younger and he said.
"It has been an honor." Both of the Krogans knew their time was up. For some reason the two krogans thought it was for the better, as if their death would contribute to the greater good in some unidentifiable way. The ship fired its main weapon. The blast of the weapon practically blinded the two soldiers. The transport vehicle exploded in a purple flame. The smoke of the destroyed vehicle billowed in the sky. As the wreckage came to a still the ominous ship passed over like a ghost and then disappeared in an instant.
What the aliens did not know was who the two unarmed krogans were nor did they know the repercussions of the attack. The older krogan had been a good friend of Urdnot Wrex and he was on a mission with a younger krogan teen who was going through his ritual to be a true male. He had been assigned this very special task by the elderly Urdnot Wrex himself. The younger of the two krogans was the son of Urdnot Wrex. The two krogans had been enlightened that day. This is a story of revenge. This is a story of family. This is the story of fall of the Urdnot Clan.
