Just to let you know, this story is based just before you activate the IFF and the aftermath of the collector base assault. I am also including a character and species I came up with so you know.

The originian

Chapter 1

Hello

"Move out of my way Shepard. I wanna see who wins this!" Shouted Grunt as he barged through the massive crowd that massed around two very loud, and very angry biotic humans, blue flashes and violent pulses swirled around the air. Sweeping some of the bystanders off of their feet. This was something half the patrons of the murder's repose would pay to see, and to the other half it was something they would love to do. This was the instigator for the argument, the venue for their R&R. Shepard put one hand over his forehead and let it slide down his face. He shook his head and walked forward.

"I'll smear the walls with you bitch!" Jack screamed as she sprints towards Miranda, charging up a literal biotic slap, the gigantic wavy blue wall rushed towards Miranda's side. The echo that followed reverberated throughout the entire bar. Miranda was knocked to the floor, however she got back up, unfazed, and used her own biotic powers to lift, and slam Jack several times before throwing her like a ragdoll.

"I would love to see you try, dirty whore." The look Jack gave Miranda was pure, raw, and untapped. This was the look of absolute hatred. Jack began to run at Miranda and Miranda did the same, this was when Shepard decided he should intervene. He ran into the massive circle that surrounded the two immensely powerful biotics, signalling for Grunt to follow as well. As the two women met in the centre of the fight circle Shepard powered up his own biotics and charged straight into the two of them, taking down their barriers and flinging them a few meters. Whilst they were down Shepard looked at Grunt who shrugged his shoulders and lifted the two biotics off of the floor. The two of them looked up to a less than pleased shepard.

"Jack, Miranda. I don't think this is what Jacob meant when he said 'Let's have a few nights of R&R, and tear up the streets of Omega'. Kiss and make up, right now."

"I hate you so much." Whispered Jack underneath her breath. Regardless Shepard still heard her.

"Jack…"

"Asshole… I'm sorry Miranda, for nearly kicking your bubbly butt back into that test tube you came out of." she said, the look of hatred not leaving an inch of her face. Miranda looked up into Shepard's dark brown eyes. He cocked his head.

"I'm sorry Jack." Shepard smiled and Grunt dropped the pair on the floor. The crowd had dissipated and now all that remained was the fighting portion of the Normandy crew. This was their one break before they test the reaper IFF, and they wanted to use it wisely, meaning next time, they won't listen to Jack. Jacob, Garrus, Zaeed, Tali, Thane, Samara, and Mordin stood by the doorway of the very large club, Kasumi was most likely around but she was nowhere to be seen. They all were silent at first, then everyone except for Garrus started moaning.

"That's right, pay up. Thanks Shepard, you just made me one hundred thousand credits richer." Mused Garrus, every single one of the other crew members complaining with the loss of their credits. Shepard and the other three began walking towards the group of killers and professionals. Shepard smiled at himself with the success of stopping someone from dying. It didn't take long for the place to change into a massive array of noise and fighting again, Asari and human dancers decided to take their positions and the music started blaring again. Shepard didn't necessarily like the place but after a few drinks he could tolerate it. All the others seemed to take more of a liking to it than he did, except for Miranda. Regardless they were all laughing and drinking to their hearts content.

"…So Grunt charges the salarian, and I tell you what I've never heard a god'amn man squeal so loudly in my life, the bastard damn near shat himself, isn't that right Grunt." Zaeed turned to his large new friend, patting the armour plating on his back.

"Ha ha ha…yeah, love killing salarians, not much else snaps better than a salarian's neck." Mordin let out a nervous laugh as Zaeed and Grunt burst into hysterics. Jack and Miranda had split away from each other. Jack was off dancing with some random patrons, and Miranda was on her own, back against a wall. Jacob, Garrus, and Thane were all drinking shots, whilst Samara and Tali sat in the corner talking to some other quarians. Tali drinking her shots through a straw. Thane had clearly had too much to drink as whenever Garrus and Jacob started shouting and laughing he joined in as well. Shepard enjoyed seeing the vast majority of the crew enjoying themselves but he decided to talk to those who didn't seem so happy. He turned to Mordin who wasn't saying much which took Shepard by surprise. He had expected Mordin to at least say something about the drinks, at least. He walked over to the strangely quiet and still hyperactive salarian. He was fiddling with nothing and was mouthing words that no one could hear.

"Hey Mordin…"

"Hey Shepard, how are things with you, oh good, obviously good, definitely good, hmmmmm." Shepard looked at Mordin with a raised eyebrow.

"You ok?"

"Hmmmmmmmmm, yes I am fine, just sat her listening to how squishy my people are supposedly, normally wouldn't mind but brandy going straight to my head, can't think, getting annoyed."

"Well try to stay outta trouble." Mordin nodded and back to his random and pointless air grabbing. Shepard not exactly content with Mordin's reaction decided to talk to Miranda. Things were heated between the two of them, they had both been talking about what Shepard learnt about her from the shadow brokers personal dossiers. They had been trying for what they could call a relationship in these frantic times, and all she wanted was to settle down. But after Shepard learning that Miranda couldn't conceive a child that dream seemed distant and she felt like she wasn't worthy of him, even though he always told her otherwise.

"Hey Miranda…" He said walking towards her. She looked up, eyes still ablaze with anger, however she tried to make herself smile, which didn't work out well.

"Hey Shepard, what are you doing over here. I thought you were off having fun with the rest of the crew."

"I was but… I came to see if you were alright, you look mad."

"Yeah, well, not exactly a big fan of Omega, especially this place." She moaned for a little while before Shepard leaned in. His lips met hers and she didn't resist when his tongue began exploring the insides of her mouth. She breathed out of her nose, and started to flex her tongue around his. They stayed like this for a while before Shepard moved away.

"Listen Miranda I know you don't like it here, but the drinks here are the same in any other club. Go off and enjoy yourself. For me." She looked into his eyes for a second, allowing herself to get indulged in the rich, dark, brown that is his eyes. So wise, so sad. He carried his loss understandably, yet he also carried a sense of compassion and love. That's what she loved about him, how confident he was, and how he always knew how to do the right thing. But he did so not for personal gain, but for the betterment of the galaxy. He never killed without reason, and he always made sure everyone came out of whatever problems they were in if he could. She stopped staring into his eyes and blinked. She nodded and walked over to Jacob, Garrus, and Thane. Her big, perfect, round, plump butt swaying from side to side. He smiled at himself, unable to contain how lucky he felt. He would have carried on staring had he not felt someone breathe down his neck. Then came a voice that sounded very familiar to him.

"Hey Shep, wipe your chin you're dribbling." Said Kasumi, not materialising into view like she normally would.

"Ha ha, very funny Kasumi, why are you still cloaked, go enjoy yourself."

"Who says I haven't been enjoying myself, you won't believe how many people leave their credit chits just hanging out of their pockets, besides I know a few people here, all of them want me kind of dead so that's why I'm hiding. That and you're being watched, listen head over to the bar and I'll show you what I mean." And with that her voice trailed off, humming to herself, Shepard walked off towards the bar and in a few seconds an uncloaked Kasumi came and sat next to the commander.

"This ain't another attempt to steal the Normandy's keys off of me is it? I told you there wasn't any anyway."

"I still don't believe you in the slightest. Have you seen the keyholes to some of the maintenance tunnels running along the nose of the Normandy?" She said turning a little to the left "Out of the corner of your eye to the right, you see the hooded man leaning against the wall." Shepard looked to his right and as expected he saw the man.

"Yeah I see him. No arms on the jacket." Kasumi nodded.

"Yeah him. I'm gonna get up and cloak, keeping an eye on him. Use your earpiece I know you have it on you. I'll keep in touch." And with that she got up and disappeared. Shepard hadn't taken his eyes off of the shady figure. Then he blinked. No one was there. Shepard raised an eyebrow and put a finger on the earpiece.

"Kasumi he's gone…" He stopped as he felt someone breathe down his neck again. He didn't turn around as something pressed up against his back.

"Tell Kasumi not to interfere with this affair, or I'll rip you a new one." Growled the man stood behind him. His voice was weird, the accent he had was kind of quarian save the fact that he was growling. Shepard took a deep breath.

"Whatever you are, listen. Every enemy I have made has ended up dead in some way. Do you really want to do this? All of my crew are behind me, you wanna risk your life threatening me?"

"I have no fear of you or your crew, none of them know of this happening and even if they did, and they get in my way. They would die. Tell Kasumi to get from behind me. Her smell is almost intoxicating."

"Kasumi…" Shepard heard the sound of a deactivating cloak system and Kasumi moved towards Shepard's right.

"I'm sorry Shepard. I let you down." Shepard shook his head and mouthed the words It's not your fault. He got out of his chair. The man directed him away from the crew and they went into the male restroom. Once inside the man pushed Shepard forward. Shepard turned around glowing with charged biotics, but his face met the barrel of a pistol.

"Well. Hello, commander Shepard, it's nice to finally meet you…"

Reviews are appreciated and I hope you enjoy the first instalment of my mass effect story. Depending on the feedback I might just actually attempt to finish this story unlike my other one. (Ratchet and clank one, didn't do as well as I'd have liked it too so I'm dropping it for a while.) But I do hope this one does better. I hope you like it and any criticism is appreciated. Oh and any mistakes I make throughout the story such as misinformation something I completely miss out on in the mass effect universe, please let me know.