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Discalimer: Bioware owns most of the characters, I only own the three Shepards and any made up characters created by me.

The hero

October 9, 2177 Elysium 1900 hours, Earth

Samantha Shepard felt broken, after all she had done her body was broken atop of some rubble, she was watched the sky from the floor of the main hall of what used to be Elysium's Great hall. She watched as the slavers ships were shot down in space, and their explosions symbolizing the Alliance victory, her victory. Knowing that those left of her team were safe she was ready to let go. The pain faded away as darkness consumed her vision. There was a light calling to her, she tried move towards it, but she couldn't move, she felt herself being pulled back by an unseen force, she tried to pull away, but the grip was too strong and she felt herself return back to her body, back to the pain.

"You're not leaving us yet Shepard." The voice was authoritative, one she was familiar with. She opened her eyes and saw the pronounced scar on the admiral's face. Hackett smiled at her. He turned his head to the woman next to him. His tone was calm. "Keep her alive, at all costs." the silver haired woman nodded and Samantha drifted into a dreamless sleep.

She woke up two months later surrounded by familiar faces. Arthur and Megan stood on either side of her; they were triplets, Megan and Samantha being physically identical, with sapphire blue eyes, fine black hair and smooth pale skin, while Arthur had ice blue eyes and messy black hair. Hanna Shepard was asleep in a chair the hospital had gotten for her. Her brother smiled at her. "You kept your promise, and I'll keep mine. I've joined the Alliance."

"Don't worry about him I'll keep an eye on him." Megan winked at her. Samantha smiled, for the first time she smiled at Megan. Megan nodded at her and left the room. Samantha looked at Arthur, worry still on her face. Arthur knew what that meant, but remained quite. "When do you leave?"

"Later tonight." If he was disappointed he didn't show it. "My first mission, can't tell you when I'll be back, it will be soon." He leaned in and kissed his sisters forehead. "Got to go, get better soon." He left the room jogging. Samantha couldn't help but smile. Now all Shepard's were in the Alliance.

Hanna Shepard's eyes fluttered open. "So that's why he joined up." She had a serene smile on her face. "You made a bet. What was it?" She noticed her mother was in standard Alliance uniform. Samantha hesitated.

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The Survivor

December 31, 2177. Akuze 2000 hours, Earth

Arthur Shepard scanned the colony from afar. The place was devastated, and that was putting it lightly. Four Makos moved up, he walked beside the second one from the right. The commander asked if anyone picked up anything on the sensors. No movements were detected. Corporal Toombs signaled Arthur to come to him. Arthur prepared his Avenger rifle; Commander Wilson came up beside him. "LC. I found something." They walked into the abandoned building, their flashlights lighting the way. Toombs put his arm stopping the commander and Arthur from advancing. Arthur looked down and noticed the giant hole right in the middle of the room. "What do you think made this Commander?"

"Hell if I know, corporal." She said with her trademark southern drawl. "You got any ideas Shep?" The commander said looking at Shepard who had a blank expression blank expression. "Shepard?"

"We need to leave." he said just above a whisper, the floor began to shake. "NOW!" He grabbed his commander's arm. Dragging her out of the building Toombs right on their heels. Wilson pulled her arm away from Arthur. "What the hell is happening?"

The building came down and a giant worm like creature emerged from the rubble, a blood curdling roar came from the other side of the colony. The earth began to shake violently as more of those creatures emerged. The marines opened fire. The creatures spat acid and lunged at the Makos with their pincers, one of the tanks was blown away as one of the worms burst out from under it, and it crashed into a nearby building. The three of them ran. "Get to the Mako." Arthur shouted. One of the worm creatures spat a glob of acid at Arthur, but missed and hit the ground to the right of him, which splattered the acid over Arthur's right arm and face. He ignored the pain and kept running. Arthur stopped and looked back, he didn't see Toombs. Wilson pulled him forward, he resumed running. The worms ignored them and focused on the other soldiers who had stayed in large groups.

They made it halfway to the overturned Mako, when Arthur collapsed, Wilson doubled back, flinging him over her shoulder carrying him into the Mako. The pilots were dead; she put Arthur down and proceeded to throw out the bodies.

She locked the hatch behind her. She pulled out the first aid kit; there was some Medi-gel, but not much. She cleaned the wound as best as she could but the wounds were numerous. "Shit, not enough medi-gel for all the wounds"

A few hours later, Arthur woke up, and noticed, for the first time, he couldn't see though his right eye. He was about to freak out but then he felt a comforting hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw the commander "Shh, stay quiet. I think they detect people by vibrations, so no sudden moves"

"Commander, I never did ask you what your name was." She smiled at him.

"Delilah S. Wilson, yours Shepard?"

"Arthur Shepard, but my friends call me Art."

"Okay, Art."

"Ok, Shepard. To bring you up to speed, there are no survivors except us. I already sent out an SOS, and treated your wounds as best as I could." She said "And my Eye?" Art said which Delilah with a sigh. "I'm not a medic art, but it may have to come off, same with the arm" "Oh." Art said with a downtrodden face. "I'll take first watch while we wait for rescue, get some sleep, Art"

Two weeks had passed and their supplies of food water and Medi-gel were running low. They had to make a choices stay here hidden or make a run for it with the Mako. Delilah was deep in thought. "If we stay here well starve to death, but if we leave we may meet up with more of those worms"

"We have to try." Arthur said, breaking her from her trance. "What?" "We have to try, we can't just stay here" Art stated passionately "Did I say that out loud?" Delilah said surprised "Yes" "Damn inner monologue" She mumbled. "Ok, you're right, but I'm driving!" She said with glee. She turned on the key and the tank roared to life. Arthur strapped himself in; they had flipped the tank on the first day.

For the first time in weeks Arthur was scared. Not because of the worms, no, but because of his C.O. driving. The speed in which she took the turns. The worms emerged violently as they exited the colonies front gates, but they managed to avoid them. They had escaped relatively unscathed.

It took nearly two hours to get to the shuttle. They found the camp had grown and that the extraction crew had just arrived a day earlier.

Delilah was the first one off helping Arthur down. A man of Asiatic decent, who appeared to be running things, came up to greet them. Arthur and Delilah saluted the man quickly. "At ease, my name is Rear Admiral kahoku, congratulations on escaping that hell, commander" He said "Thank you Admiral, but Shepard needs medical attention, sir"

"Of course, I'll debrief you later" Kahoku said as medics came to put art on a stretcher to take him on a shuttle to a proper medical facility.