"Broken Homes"
I can feel the animal within. It's coiled and ready to strike as soon as it's been disturbed. I clench my fists and force myself to dispel my biotics. "There's nothing to be afraid of anymore Jack, You can handle anything Cerberus can throw at you now." But if that's true, why do I feel so sick and disturbed by what i'm seeing? This facility has long been abandoned by the illusive man, though the low level workers and guards here don't know it yet. With his death, we found treasure troves of data to take down the bastards that experiment and torture on anything they deem worth the risk. We'd cleared the facility and hour ago, but a hunch told me to go walk the site one more time. With a feeling, I found my way back to the cells where they forced biotic capable children to battle each other for the limited food supply. "To strengthen their resolve and hone their instincts" Bullshit, they were just trying to break the will these kids held onto. The scientists, guards, and master interrogators couldn't force these kids to crack. They assumed it was due to memories of their family, but watching the vids back, they looked to a kid a little more stupid than the rest that brazenly stood up to Cerberus. Sorry, Brave, not stupid, but it's all the same now, the kid is probably dead and - Wait a minute? What was that? *A thump sounded and then Jack was surprisingly thrown across the platform and into the opposing wall.* What the fuck could that have been? She got her answer as a little child, maybe about four years old, stepped out into view, glowing a lavender tinted blue, her power came off of her in waves. Jack almost couldn't believe it, this kid had levels of power she couldn't even begin to understand at an age she shouldn't even be able to lift a cup, let alone thrown the most powerful human biotic known to live around. But then, what was she when she was that age? An enigma, and this kid was certainly similar. But jack intended to find out.