This is my first crossover. I hope you like it, please tell me what you think and enjoy.
I do not own Mass Effect or F.E.A.R.
F.E.A.R E.F.F.E.C.T
Interval 1 - Awakening
The Normandy was burning. Commander John Sheppard's ship crumbled around him. The crew that survived the attack were safely I the escape pods, all except Joker. The door to the CIC opened exposing Shepard to the cold vacuumed of space. The ceiling was torn open and the galaxy map crushed. His deep breaths and the clanging of his magnetic boots were the only sounds.
He soon ran into the cockpit. "Come on, Joker! We have to get out of here!"
"No! I won't abandon the Normandy. I can still save here." Joker replied in determination.
"The Normandy's lost. Going down with the ship won't change that." Shepard reasoned.
"Yeah… okay. Help me up." Joke sighed as he began to get out of the pilots seat. He then noticed the unknown ship. "They're coming around for another attack!"
Shepard rand back to see a beam off yellow energy cutting through the ship's hull. He turned back a pulled Joker out of his seat. "Ah! Watch the arm." Joker asked as Shepard dragged him towards the escape pod. Joker pulled himself in when an explosion knocked Shepard back. "Commander!" Joker cried as Shepard hung on to a nearby wall.
Shepard knew he wouldn't make it to the escape pod. The beam of energy was close to striking it. He smashed the launce button, Joker cried his name as the doors closed and jettisoned the pod. Shepard watched before an explosion blasted him back. He slammed into the opposite wall and drifted off into space.
He watched as the Normandy, his ship burned and finale blew under the power of the energy beam. He is berths became deeper and shallower as his oxygen supply was cut. No, not like this, not now. He thought as he desperately tried to seal his suit. No, must… stop… Reapers… Must tell… her… I… love… His air ran out. He stopped berthing; he felt the heat from the planet's atmosphere as his world enclosed into a cold darkness.
'This is not your time.'
Shepard's eyes opened as he gasped for air. There was none, he couldn't breathe, but he wasn't suffocating. Where am I? He thought. A circle of fire burned around him. Is this the afterlife? No, I can't be in Hell. Can I?
Shepard started panicking, he didn't deserve this. He was a paragon; yes he had a hard life growing up in the slums of Earth, yes he was in a gang. But he didn't deserve this. Suddenly a bright light hit him. He shielded the light from his eyes and attempted to look at the source. He could make out a human figure in a door of white light. Slowly the burred figure turned into that of a woman.
Whispers echoed around him before a haunting voice came from the door. 'Come here John Shepard. There is much you must know.'
The flames parted to the door, the female figure held a hand out for him. A wind started to pick up; it didn't blow however, instead he could feel it sucking from behind. Shepard looked back; a large black hole was forming engulfing the flames. 'Hurry John! Come here. It's safe.' The woman called again; this time however it was in a more desperate and caring tone.
Shepard decided light was better than the slowly rapidly darkness. He pulled himself to his feet and struggled against the vacuumed from behind. Slowly he placed one foot in front of the other. Each step was a struggle but slowly he reached the door. A pail had reached out for him. He hesitated for a moment before grasping it and dragged into the light.
"There, on the monitor. Something's wrong." A female voice said.
"He's reacting to outside stimuli, showing an awareness of his surroundings." A man replied.
Shepard was confused. He looked up at a ceiling and medical equipment. He remembered the Normandy getting destroyed. Then something happened. He couldn't remember, as if you woke from a dream and couldn't remember the dream.
"Oh my God, Miranda, I think he's waking up." The man said.
Shepard looked around towards a woman in a white and black skin tight suite with long black hair. He turned his head, now above him was a bold headed man.
"Damn it, Wilson! He's not ready yet. Give him the sedative!" The woman he believed was Miranda ordered. Shepard looked back to her. "Shepard, don't try to move." She said. As Shepard raised an arm only for her to force it back down. The room suddenly darkened and grew colder for a moment, no one noticed this though. "Just lie still. Try to stay calm."
"Heart rate still climbing, brain activity is off the charts." Wilson said. Shepard could fell his heart beating faster. It felt good, as if it hadn't beaten for a long time. Miranda moved around him. "Stats pushing into the red zone. It's not working!" Wilson continued in a panicked voice.
"Another dose. Now!" Miranda ordered. Shepard felt the drugs enter him. His heart rate lowered and blackness began to engulf him again.
"Hear rate dropping. Stats falling back into normal range." Wilsons muted voice said. As Miranda looked down on him "That was too close. We almost lost him." Wilsons finished. Shepard believed he could hear a young girl giggling at the comment.
"I told you your estimates were off. Run the numbers again." Miranda said. But before he fell back into sleep another voice, this one was a young girl, whispered to him, 'You will remember soon.'
'It's time to wake up John.' A whispered voice called to him. Shepard rocked as a bang echoed through his body.
"Wake up, Commander." Miranda's muted but harsh voice pierced into Shepard head. Nothing like the gentle wispier that woke him. "Shepard, do you hear me? Get out of that bed now. This facility is under attack." Miranda called ageing. Shepard's eyes slowly opened. Another bang and jolt hit the room. "Shepard. Your scars aren't healed, but I need you to get moving. This facility is under attack." Miranda said as Shepard lifted himself up. He could see and hear gunfire and explosions through observation windows above him. "There's a pistol in the locker on the other side of the room. Hurry!"
Shepard dragged himself off the bead and to his feet and stumbling over to the locker. After hurrying to put on his armour he grabbed the pistol. "This pistol doesn't have a thermal clip." He observed.
"It's a med bay. We'll get you a clip form… damn it! The canisters are about to blow. Keep your head down Shepard, Shield yourself from the blast!" Miranda stated as a group of poorly placed explosive canisters spontaneously combusted. The door bowled opened and Shepard ran through, but before he quickly did a double-take of the observation windows, he could have sworn that he saw a girl in a red dress watching him. He turned his attention on to garbing a thermal clip of the bloodied body dead guard. A large pool of his blood flowed across the floor and up the wall. If Shepard wasn't busy he may have noticed the guard had not been shot or died in a blast but instead he was ripped up and his face contort with pain and horror.
Shepard continued through the door and hoped over a barricade. "Look out!" Miranda warned as a mech opened fire from the stairs. Shepard fired on the mech and quickly took it down with a headshot. He looked up at the diamond symbol on the wall, it was familiar somehow, but he couldn't remember where from.
Shepard continued up into the observation room taking out mechs with his pistol and biotics. He continued through a door and witnessed trough windows at the end of the corridor two people shooting at then getting killed by approaching YMIR mech. Shepard continued onwards, due to Miranda's guidance he grabbed a grenade launcher from the dead hands of a surprisingly mutilated corpse and fired at the mechs entering through the opposite doors. He headed down the elevator and sprinted through the flames of a gas leak. Miranda's communications began to break up into static. Her last words he could make out were "I've got mechs closing in on my position."
Shepard opened a door and a sudden loud static filled his comm set as a figure peeking out through an office window quickly ducked behind the wall. Shepard entered the office and to his surprise he only found two mechs crawling along the floor. He looked around in confusion, he knew he saw someone and it wasn't a mech. He quickly dispatched them and hacked a wall safe for some credits. As he turned back round static filled his comms again as he saw a young girl in a red dress quickly run away on the other side of the window.
Shepard ran out to find her, he looked down the corridor and ran in the same direction as her and turned up some steps. "Shepard," someone called, he looked left to see a man gat hit point-blank with a rocket from an YMIR mech before it waked off. Shepard looked around the small room for the girl, fearing for her life. When he was sure she wasn't there he continued through the doors. Gunfire passed him as he turned to help a man take out mechs on the opposite walkway.
"Shepard? What the hell… What are you doing here? I thought you were still a work in progress." He asked.
"I just woke up. You probably know more than I do. Did you see a young girl run through here?" Shepard asked.
"Shepard this is a military station. There're no children here."
"I saw a girl with black hair in a red dress run this way."
"You must be hallucinating Shepard, probably a side effect. I'm Jacob Taylor by the… Damn it" he said as a bullet clipped by his head, he popped over cover and shot a mech in the head.
"Things must be worse than I thought if Miranda's got you running around. I'll fill you in, but we better get you to the shuttle first." Jacob continued.
Shepard then preceded to aske a few quick questions; he was shocked to find out that he'd been dead for two years, and that they somehow brought him back to life.
"Let's get moving. It's your station, Jacob… I'll follow you." Shepard said.
"First step… let's finish off…" Jacobs's voice was drowned out as static filled Shepard's and his comms, followed by silence as the mechs stopped shooting. They both glanced over cover to see the mechs had deactivated. "Well that was easy. Ready to get the hell off this station?"
"What's the quickest way to those shuttles?" Shepard asked.
"Depends where the mechs are thickest. It's probably best if we…" Jacob was cut off as a voice filled their radios.
"Check. Check. Anyone on this frequency? Anybody still alive out there? Hello?" It said.
"Wilson? This is Jacob. I'm with Commander Shepard. Just took out a wave of mechs over in D Wing." Jacob responded.
"Shepard's alive? How the hell… never mind. You need to get him out of here. Get to the service tunnels and head for the network control room."
"Roger that Wilson. Stay on this frequency." Jacob replied.
"Let's got out of here." Shepard said.
"You bet. We can get into the service tunnels through this door." Jacob said. They then passed through the doors and down a corridor. The lights were flickering on and off as they approached the opposite door the lights flicked and Shepard briefly saw in the flash the girl in red walking toward the door.
"Did you see that?" Shepard asked.
"See what?" Jacob replied.
"There was… nothing, like you said I must be hallucinating."
They pass through the door into a service room. Multiple mechs powered up and began to fire. "Damn it, Wilson! This room is crawling with mechs!" Jacob said down his radio whist returning fire.
"The whole st… cra… chs…" Wilson's response descended into static.
"Wilson, you're braking up. Wilson, come in. Can you hear me Wilson?"
"Help! Server Room B! God pleases no… no… arr…" Wilson's frantic, pleading voice echoed through their comms over the sound of gunfire as his scream descended into static.
"Wilson! Damn it. Come on Shepard, this way." Jacob said as that dispatched the last mech and continued through the doors. They turned a corner and ran up a set of stairs. They heard Wilson scream in extreme agony as they approached a locked door.
"He's behind here. Wilson, can you hear me?" Jacob said as he began to hack the door. The light turned green and it opened, Jacob and Shepard gasped in shock at the site before them. Blood covered the room, including the ceiling. In the centre was a blood stained and charred human skeleton.
"Oh my God!" Jacob said as he cautiously approached the bones. Shepard heard the word 'Traitor' whispered in his ear. He span round, weapon drawn, but found nothing. "It's Wilson. What the hell could have done this?" Jacob said in shock as scanned the remains with his Omni-tool.
"I… don't know, but we have to get of this station, there's nothing we can do for him." Shepard said, but for some reason he thought he did know what did this, but he didn't know at the same time.
"Yeah, you're right Shepard. We need find Miranda. We can't leave her behind, especially if whatever did this is still here." Jacob said.
"I remember a Miranda; she woke me up and warned me about the attack?" Shepard said.
"Was she with you?"
"No, she only spoke over my radio. Then her radio broke up."
"Damn. Let's head to the e-vac point, maybe she's there."
The door at the far end opened and three mechs entered, firing upon Shepard and Jacob. They returned fire and along with Jacobs biotics that made short work of them.
"Ok, we took them down but this is getting tense. Shepard, if I tell you who we work for, will you trust me?" Jacob said.
"Maybe, you not Alliance, who are you working for?" Shepard asked.
"The Lazarus Project, the program that rebuilt you… it's funded and controlled by Cerberus."
Shepard was suddenly struck by a large headache. He clenched his head in pain as someone spoke to him. "Remember John. Kill him, kill them all. They all deserve to die." A man's sinister voice said. Shepard saw a shadow of a man standing behind Jacob.
"No!" A girl's voice cried, the same voice that he had been haring since he had woken up. The man's shadow dissolved into red ash as the girl in the red dress stood there shaking and hugging a doll, and was covered in blood. "Don't listen to him, not all of them deserve to die." She said before disappearing into ash herself.
Shepard stood in shock at what he just saw. "Shepard!" Jacob cried as he grabbed one of his shoulders and stood in front of him. "Shepard, are you ok? What happened there?" he said.
"I… don't know. I just saw… something." Shepard responded trying to figure out what happened. It made no sense; I must be going insane he thought. "You said you're working for Cerberus that name sound familiar, I think I ran into Cerberus while I was hunting Saren. I wiped out their projects, back then they were trying to kill me. Why the change of heart?"
"Those answers are above my pay grade. But basically things change. The Alliance declared you dead. They gave up. Cerberus spent a fortune to bring you back. Look, I'd be suspicious too. But right now, we have to work together. I thought you deserve to know what's what." Jacob answered.
"Fine, let's get going." Shepard said as they turned to the door.
They soon entered a large storage room. On the far side Shepard could see shuttles. More mechs activated as they entered. Shepard and Jacob unleashed there weapons and Jacobs biotics on them. When the last mech had fallen Jacob led Shepard to a door to the right of the room.
"The e-vac point is this way." Jacob said as he opened the door. On the other side stood a woman waiting, Shepard remembered her, Miranda.
"As, Jacob I'm glad you got Shepard here safely. Did you run into Wilson on your way here?"
"Yes, but something happened to him. He tried to help us but then started panicking and begged for help… when we found him… there wasn't much left." Jacob answered.
"Odd, he was the traitor so why would the mechs get him." Miranda answered.
"He was the traitor?" Jacob asked as Miranda nodded. "I don't think it was mechs that got him, Miranda. He'd been melted or something. His blood was everywhere; all that was left were bones."
"I… see." Miranda said as she eyed Shepard. "It's good to see that your awake, Shepard. Are you ok?"
"I've been dead for two years and woken in a base under attack owned by terrorists, and on top of that people have been malting and I keep sing things. How do you think I feel?" Shepard said.
A brief expression of worry and panic shot across Miranda's face. "What kind of things have you been seeing?" she asked. Jacob could tell something was bothering her.
"It's noting, just hallu…"
"Answer me Shepard! What did you see?" Miranda shot out.
"A girl in a red dress, she's about eight years old and has long black hair. I keep seeing her everywhere, it's like she's following me and she speaks to me." Miranda face paled.
"R-right, let's get out of here." She said.
"What about over survivors?" Shepard asked.
"This is the e-vac aria. If they're not her now, they're not coming. Now let's go."
"Miranda what's got into you, I've never seen you act like this." Jacob asked.
"It's noting, Jacob. Our boss want's to speak with Shepard." Miranda answered. They then went on to argue about Cerberus. Shepard hated the idea of working for them but gave up the argument as it was the only way off the base. They were all relived to be out of there, Miranda more so then the others. Shepard was still confused about what he saw. Was he really just hallucinating? It seemed too real, and what killed Wilson?
They were heading to another Cerberus station to see the boss; the Illusive Man. Miranda went over Shepard's past history how he was an orphan on Earth, his heroics on Elysium, his time stopping Saren and saving the council, choosing Anderson as the human councillor. That was when it finally sank in for Shepard. He'd died, and now Cerberus had resurrected him. It's been two years; his friends Ashley, Liara, Wrex, Garrus and Tali al believe he's dead. How would they react? Would they recognise him? Was he still himself? But most impotently would they forgive him?