Eva's legacy

by Kazama the shell bullet

Eva Core, a woman he didn't want to let go at all, just to be left in some side note in article. A chance to give a woman's legacy to help lead humanity from the dark path. His first project, he wanted to be apart of it, without corrupting her purity. He needed a shining star to keep humanity culture intact, sadly he needed Eva's little girl to do it.

1. Origin

Hello it's me Kazama here! It's been a while since I wrote or be on fanfiction for the most part. I have been busy dealing with life changes so I haven't had time to write of review the things I wanted to. I have been contemplating on making a story without Shepard as possible lead in the story for the longest or making an OC character that changes up the game. After playing some Mass Effect Andromeda and the original trilogy, despite them dropping the bomb on third game and the new game. I decided to take a chance at making a convincing story in mind. Address the Mary sue plot holes and typical villain archetypes in mind. Still this character is still subjugated for change after all in mind. I am moving down a less traveled path than others in mind. So I hope you enjoy this first chapter from me and review. I would appreciate some feedback on this character of mine.

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Vancouver, Canada

2165

Elite Preschool Montessori Academy

As a man with black hair and brown eyes was looking over his psychological reports of the children. He had only one file to go and one that concerns him the most out the group with ease. The child wasn't a troublemaker like the rest she more mature than the rest of the children.

He looked at her file again to get acquainted with the child still.

Yoko Minamoto

Born 12/1/2160

Sex: Female

Hair: Blonde

Eye color: Green-blue

Father Isamu Minamoto: Retired Alliance fighter pilot: Working for Cord Hislop Aerospace as an engineer.

Mother (Egg donor) Eva Core´ who died in the First Contact War.

Suspected of biotic potential and possibly a designer baby.

As he stopped to reading his report as he saw the young girl walk with a bit fear on her face. "Mr. Miller, you called me to your office, sir," she asked him.

Miller smiled with ease as he gestured to the seat in front of me. "Please, Yoko you can call me Arthur, despite being your principal. You can sit down you aren't in any trouble silly. I just need to ask you some questions. Are you okay with that?"

Yoko nodded taking a seat. "Okay."

"Very well let's start with your home-life. What is like since your father works long hours at the plant downtown.

Yoko thought for a moment to answer it. "It's very lonely at times, and I don't get to see him often. The people daddy's training are inept and often causing him trouble. The people hired by the executives are too green from what he said." Yoko quoted as he nodded.

Arthur nodded. "What about your caretaker Siri, I believe she is Asari? What do you think about her?"

Yoko smiled. "She is wonderful, and she taught me so many things like her language with ease as well Omni-tool." Yoko happily told him as she held up her Omni-tool.

"Are you aware that there are no humans that comprehend their alien dialogue. We often speak through translators that glitch a lot. It's quite impressive to know that you can actually speak one. What else has she taught you?"

Yoko waved her arm up as it glowed blue. She lifted the cup of the desk with ease as it floated gently to him. He nodded his head now

"Very impressive, but you shouldn't do that in front of everyone Yoko. Not everyone knows about biotics, and they think they are dangerous. That is the reason why he helped Sponsored Siri to come to Earth to learn the many things was to help train you in this ability." he pointed as she nodded.

"I am learning how to speak the Salarian language, and I am making an app that helps teaches the language," she told him as he wrote several things down.

"Who taught you how to make an app?" Arthur asked.

"I asked my father to teach me and buy the default app lessons in my spare time. He also is teaching me some basic engineering things on the side. I want to build a drone that's better than Henry's that he got for his birthday."

"Very exciting, have you launched your app project, yet," he asked her.

"I'm about to, but dad said I need to make a bank account before I launch the app. That way I can earn more money, so dad doesn't have to work so hard at work. He always seems so tired when he gets off from work."

Miller sighed as he wrote down more notes. "Can you cook Yoko or sew?" Miller asked her.

Yoko nodded. "I am starting to learn how to cook for myself with Siri's help, and my grandma is teaching how to sew in a video-chat. My grandpa is coming over and is he going to teach Japan's kendo and kyudo when summertime comes around again," she told him

As he made sure to check more of his notes. "It seems this child is a prodigy as well a genius as well. We don't have an actual human being capable of learning the Asari language, let alone make an app teaching the language. I know for a fact Siri has trouble learning our language. Her physical scores are much higher than regular kids as well. I have no doubt in my mind that Isamu's kid needs to be tested to see where she stands." Miller thought as she handed her a data-pad.

"Yoko, I have some questions and problems I want you to solve just fun. I need to do my rounds around the school to ensure there are no problems. I will be back within the hour so have fun okay." he told her as she took the datapad with ease.

He made his way out of his office as he activated the camera's inside to check on her progress. As he made his rounds around the school.

…

"Principal Miller has been acting very strange lately asking all these questions that he already knows by heart." Yoko thought as she tapped around on datapad answering the questions with ease.

"Personally I feel like my dad is scared of explaining what happened on Shanxi to me. I don't know much, but I know my dad's legs were never metal before the war. He said it was a miracle of having me and that his friend helped him live again. He has a hard talking to Miss Siri due to the fact she isn't human. Siri doesn't mind it, but she explains war changes people, especially people losing someone or something. So I do my best for dad to be good, so he doesn't have to leave his job prematurely." I thought as I answered the questions with ease. I set the datapad down on the table to relax as I began meditating in my chair.

As I heard the door open as I stood still. Principal Miller came back around the table to pick up the datapad from the table and overlook. He remained very quiet and looked at his Omni-tool for a moment.

"Congratulations, Miss Minamoto you have just finished your High School graduation exam," he told me.

I looked up in shock. "High School graduation test … that test didn't look that hard at all." I commented.

Miller nodded. "I have been administering you several higher grade tests to ensure you knew the material by heart. I had permission from your father to test you to see if you were indeed smarter than the other children." Miller told her.

I had a confused look on my face. "What do I do know?" I curiously asked him.

Arthur looked up at her. "Simple, you can easily go to college now and apply to any of your choices. You can even go abroad to the Asari homeworld to go to college if you want. You know the language so well people think two Asari are speaking to each other." Arthur encouraged her.

I was at a loss for words, and I wonder what my father would say. As I heard heavy footsteps come this way. I knew it was him coming down the hall. Apparently, my father and Mr. Miller had planned this from the start.

As I noticed him come in, I saw his dark brown hair and eyes looking at me. He wore a simple white shirt, blue jeans, and leather jacket. "It seems you aced the test kiddo, come on let's go for a drive around town. We can swing by the back to help make your account as well." Isamu reasoned.

I nodded getting up from my seat. "What about my friends?" I asked them.

Miller spoke up with ease. "We will have going away party in your honor at the end of the week. I will need to help finalize some paperwork and send it out to the proper people," he explained as I nodded leaving with my father.

He stared down at me and patted her head. "Sorry I didn't tell you, my little angel, I knew you for a fact you weren't learning anything at school. Miller backed up my argument with his constant reports."

"What happens now Dad?" I asked him.

He thought about it for a moment. "You can anything you want from here on out. You can sit back and relax with your hobbies. Finish up your college degrees fast to get a good job working for someone respectable." he suggested as he noticed my downtrodden face. "I am guessing you aren't happy, right."

"I missed Japan and Eden Prime… now, this." I muttered.

"You are most likely scared of the fact you will deal with people older and bigger than you." Isamu pointed out as I nodded.

"I don't know a lot of people, grandpa, grandma, you and Siri." I honestly told him.

He nodded. "True, but sometimes you have to take a courageous leap to go places. The way things are going change is bound to happen. My job is so full time due to the fact the Alliance needs battle-ready fighters and ships ready for battle. One little mistake can fatal if we make one. I am also very sorry I haven't spent time with you." he told me as he pulled out a datapad from his pocket. As he handed it to me to read.

"Isamu Minamoto

You are now ordered to the Alliance Station Arcturus to secure a deal with the ambassador Goyle, diplomat Ma'tal of Sur'kesh, and Admiral Drescher. If you are successful will have the full six months off you requested."

I looked up with a smile. "We are finally going on vacation as you promised?" I asked happily.

"Of course, if everything pans out properly. I am bringing Siri, mom, dad and you along on a trip to the Citadel. Maybe I can apply you to a college there for fun. You can learn and do whatever you want there."

I ran up to hug as he picked me up with ease as I giggled. "You're the best dad!"

He tossed me and caught me. "I already knew that, but let's get your bank account set up. I heard from Siri we can connect to a Volus named Barla Von who presides on the presidium. He is a relatively young banker that took over his father's position there. He can get you set up and have project sale by the end of the week."

"Do I have to take out a loan?" I asked him. "I don't have money?"

Isamu chuckled walking out the door. "Don't worry about that silly. Your grandpa Daisuke is sending a thousand credits to your account to help get you started. It shouldn't be too hard, and I can pitch in too for a thousand." he reassured me as I smiled. "However, if you become a millionaire or a billionaire I want my money back."

I smiled and nodded. "Only if I have enough money pay you, dad," I joked as he ruffled my hair. As he activated sky car from afar.

…

As we made it to the bank in question as it was easy setting up the account on my Omni-tool. I still needed to sign up to the bank Siri suggested, and I knew the Asari language I spoke to him in Asari since he could probably understand that now only of the two us can talk to him. As my video chat open up as I connected to the financial advisor on the Citadel.

As I saw an infamous brown and white suit that the Volus wore. "As he breathed in for a moment.

"How rare, to meet an actual member of the Earth Clan and a very young one. The daughter of Isamu Minamoto the top Ace who shot down twelve of the best Hierarchy's pilots' over Shanxi and managed to destroy one cruiser. A most impressive feat, but he was career ended shortly. During the surrendering phase, the Turians were nor merciful. He managed to gain a small fortune from the incident." Barla told her.

As I looked up in surprise as I spoke up now. "My father did all that?" I asked him as he nodded.

"Of course, and I believe he has made even a better fighter than the Turians at this point, but that is beside the point. I see you are in need of my banking knowledge as well skills Miss Minamoto."

As I nodded. "I have two thousand credits to my account, but I want to upload a language learning app that helps translates Asari to human language and vice versa. How valuable will this app be?" I curiously asked as he a moment to think. He quickly tapped on his Omni-tool for a moment.

"Very valuable there isn't a language software out there that actually teach the human language right now. If things go all well, you can stand to make millions of credits. If you reach out even more by learning the Salarian language and the Turian language you can stand to make a lot of money."

"Who will be able to teach me the Turian language? I know for a fact Turian and human relations are not good?" Yoko asked him.

As Barla put his hand on his chest. "I can offer lessons for a modest fee. It's a tough learning curve, but my people are a client race to the Turians. The Asari language is basically the gateway language. Thirty credits per session."

As I nodded. "That sounds good, is there anything else I need to know about. Like banking fees." I asked him as he nodded.

"There are no banking fees like that Miss Minamoto, especially for a minor like yourself. Until you are of legal, human age, I can take out fees for handling your account when you are too busy. I can also keep track of spending, selling, and how your products do on the market. Depending on your success with this venture I may receive 10 percent of your earnings. Is that okay with you."

"Of course," I agreed with a happy node. "Can you email back in a month to see if there is any change in with the app making money or losing money?"

"It may be wise to set up a feedback program and ensure a VI can help run your system as well. A very basic VI is an excellent investment you can buy one for around 180 credits or buy a high-end one for a thousand credits," he told me as I nodded.

"If all goes well, I will buy one, but I should only buy what I need. That is what my dad says, by the way, can half each sale go into my savings account." I pleaded as he nodded.

"Of course, at least you have been taught to save money. I have so many other clients out there that spend money without a care. I am forced to place a spending limit on their account. Since you are young, still I will place a 500 credit alert to ensure you don't spend all your money." he told me as I agreed to it. "I will talk to you in a month Miss Minamoto about your app, but we will have our first language lesson together. Be sure to call me by Earth's standard 1000 okay."

As I nodded. "Thank you, Mr. Von, and I owe you," I told him.

"No, thank you for the business, Miss Minamoto. You are one the very humans out there that are banking with me. I am very eager in learning more about the Earth Clan." He told me as we ended the chat.

I quickly looked at my Omni-tool to check my bank account to see a one hundred and twenty-five credits went into a patent for the app. I only pad 100 credits for placing the app on the Extranet as I smiled.

"So I take the call went rather well." my father asked as I nodded.

"He is an excellent banker than the guys here," I told him as he ruffled my head.

"It's understandable since the Volus excel in generating money. So let's go have fun today and go visit the arcade. Then we go visit a restaurant and then go visit material shop downtown to buy some things to make you a drone since we have time." He told me as I smiled.

"Will you teach me how to build a drone like the one the Alliance uses?" I asked him as he chuckled.

"It would be very irresponsible to give a child a drone that can kill. Maybe a drone that just scouts or picks up things for you for right now." As I pouted.

"Okay then, when is the day of the deal then?" I angrily asked as he held one finger.

"One month from now and we can even spend time your grandpa and grandmother after your graduation party."

He told me as I smiled Grandpa and Grandma were the most supportive. As I walked away with my dad out the Intergalactic bank.

…

As month the ended I was thrilled I got to spend time with my dad. I even got to see what his job was like and I learned so much from the people there. As I learned how to make drone I called Rov-r. It was a drone that uses four eezo like wings: two on top and two on the bottom. As the middle was comprised of a box that used an old Omni-tool blue wire as its base core. As I can link up with my Omni-tool with ease. It can do some of the essential functions an Omni-tool can do without turning it into a weapon.

Sadly we are on an Alliance shuttle, and I was forced to put Rov-r in my suitcase. The Alliance didn't want current cameras' inside their station at the time now. So I was forced to sleep during the flight for most of the trip to Arcturus Station. As I wore a purple sweater, green pants, and white boots my grandmother bought me along with a matching purple beret. As my hair was tied in a ponytail for the trip.

My father was wearing a standard suit in preparation for his meeting as he seemed so nervous he might lose this contract. I wasn't worried at all, I had faith he come through with the deal. Training people to become an aerospace engineer was one of the hardest things you could do. One small area of miscalculation can spell the doom of the people riding it or being the most significant lawsuit ever.

As I heard a beep come from Omni-tool from my bank account as I looked surprised. It was Siri calling about our trip. As I plugged in some wireless headphones up to link my Omni-tool to avoid people from listening in.

As I pulled up a holographic screen with her on it. She had a bluish with a pink tint of skin due to her father being a Hanar. "Good Morning Sunshine!" she told me as I smiled back.

"Good morning Siri, how is the weather in Vancouver? I hope our sudden departure didn't upset you." I spoke in Asari as she giggled.

"The weather is quite nice, and I wasn't too sad to see you go. It's very rare for you to spend time with your father. Hopefully. Your meeting will go well, and I can join on vacation on the Citadel. I would love to visit my twin sister Melili... oh, by the way, I have been studying that up you uploaded a month ago. I am very impressed I told my friends about back home. It's turned really popular, and the lessons are so easy to follow."

I smiled so proudly as I blushed. "Really?" I stuttered.

"Of course, it's scarce to find someone to translate our actual language. People all over the galaxy rely so heavily on translators it cripples real relationships. What happens if a paramedic got there translator broken, lost, or not updated to handle the multiple languages. They would have a hard time healing everyone properly." she carefully explained. "Plus it allows us the chance to contact other humans trying to learn our language at the same time. Allowing us to practice our words in a more controlled environment. Look at the article about to send you. I managed to sneak a photo of you on it."

As I looked down on my Omni-tool and pulled it up to see the article.

Genius five-year-old girl makes a brilliant cross-language app that allows communication with others easy and fast. No matter what your age the program is easy to pick up and learn.

Yoko Minamoto

Age 5

As I saw a picture in my white kimono that I took back in Japan in the latest summer festival. It had beautiful gold trim and obi. It had several blue butterflies going around that enhanced my eyes.

"Why did you send that photo?" I stuttered in embarrassment.

"Yoko you look so cute in this dress that I had to send it to the magazine editor. Besides that why don't you read it? I was quite amazed you are one of the youngest millionaires out there. Now you can easily pay back your dad those credits you owe him." Siri joked as I looked down at my bank account.

7 million credits in checking account

5 million credits in your saving account.

"How is this possible you can't learn a language that quickly in a month?" I worriedly asked her.

"True, but you have to remember Asari minds can process information a bit differently than others. Gene mods nowadays help with memory retention and capacity with humans. You also have ads running the site increase your revenue. However don't ever get complacent. You can easily lose that money in an instant. So I consulted your father about sending half your earning into your savings account." Siri warned me as I nodded.

"What do you suggest I do then?" I curiously asked.

"Invest in things more worthwhile and something bound to make money no matter what happens. For instance, food, water, and medical equipment are things that any community cannot live without. Selling goods to colonies who need it can be a blessing or a money pit if they can't sustain themselves." Siri advised.

"Like making a new comm buoy system that is mobile or more reliant the standard ones." I thought as she clicked her fingers.

"Exactly, you need to think outside the box and solve problems efficiently without wasting money. For example, Rov-r was made mostly out of recycling parts, and it cost less than five hundred credits." as I nodded making notes about the lecture.

"What else do you suggest I can invest in?" I asked her.

"If you are feeling adventurous you should try to collect minerals with more value than the rest. Collecting eezo rights is another way to gain money to as well." She explained.

"Like making advance probes that scan surface as well penetrate the surface for accurate scans." I listed off. "Maybe mechs that can carefully drill out eezo from the rocks between stars."

Siri nodded. "Correct, you can easily do this in time, but for now you should focus on learning Turian language. It can most likely ease tension between your people and the Turian Hierarchy," she noted.

"My lessons with Barla Von have been going well. I might be able to upload a new language course in due time. I find that the Salarian speaking habits are too fast and I have trouble following what they say"I pointed out.

"True, learning their language is often hard because they talk so fast. So don't feel daunted you might not get it right away. By the way, how goes your meditation and your biotic training."

"Going great, I can move cars somewhat back," I told her proudly.

"Not bad, especially for a person without a biotic amp. Personally, you shouldn't go get the surgery to your body. With the fact Humanity is still experimenting with biotics it may be dangerous still. I heard a rumor they might hire a Turian cabal to BAaT program. I have no doubt that they are tempting fate by doing that."

"That doesn't sound good, no wonder why daddy doesn't let Conatix Industries talk to me," I muttered.

"That is why you should fear corporations that show up at your door using fear tactics. They are looking for money and not caring for the people in the process." She warned.

As the speak overhead blared to life. "We have arrived at Arcturus Station, and I hope you enjoy your stay."

"It looks like it's my cue to go and I hope you enjoy your stay on Arcturus Station sunshine. I will talk to later." Siri told me as we gave our goodbyes. As I cut the feed to Omni-tool as I took out my earplugs. I saw my father was stretching his arms as he looked down at me.

"Ready to go, Princess," he asked me as I nodded. I stretched myself as I got up from my seat. I looked around for our luggage.

"Where is our luggage again?" I asked him.

I watched my father point out the window to Alliance customs offices checking the luggage coming off the shuttle. "They are rechecking our luggage to ensure we didn't bring something illegal onboard."

I nodded as I tapped away on my Omni-tool as his glowed for a moment. "You know I was joking that you have to give the money back."

I giggled. "Grandpa has told me we should always honor our promises, but never give them so lightly," I told him as chuckled.

"Okay Kenobi, I will treasure the money you gave me." he joked as they walked off the shuttle. As he saw a familiar face waiting for as he accidental snap to attention than he stopped.

"It's good to see that you are doing well Isamu." a woman with navy blue dress uniform spoke to him. She had black hair that was graying in some parts.

"Admiral Kastanie Drescher, I wasn't expecting to meet you so soon." Isamu pointed out as he shook hands with the woman.

"It's good to see you come back even if it's not with us exactly. I was impressed by the fact you manage the design flaws of the early fighters and make improvements to it." Kastanie told him.

"Quite true, Humanity's engineering is quite marvelous to see. It even outperforms the Hierarchy's Interceptors by a huge gap during testing." a voice called out a Salarian wearing diplomat clothes walked up to us.

Kastanie motioned to him. "This is diplomat Ma'tal and a form STG member, and he has come here to secure a deal with you and the company you work with." she introduced him.

"True, your design has helped revolutionize space combat for us. Addressing issues most never think about like deploying countermeasure to cyber warfare. Giving more flexibility on the battlefield is a blessing itself. We plan on improving our ship updates as well, but since we are all working together, it makes sense to share ideas and tech. The Turian Hierarchy might have bad feelings about it. Killing their top twelve aces single handily… has shown their dislike for you." he pointed out.

"I see, so they still have bad feelings I shot them down over eight years ago," Isamu muttered.

Ma'tal nodded. "The Turian people are supposed to be the strongest military force in the galaxy, but bested by an upcoming species with ease. It left salt in their wounds and many protesting against Humanity joining the council. The fact the Batarians withdrawing their embassy after they couldn't convince the council the Skyllian Verge is their territory only sends bad omens." he pointed.

"We will be ready for them in due time Diplomat this deal itself can help improve our defenses greatly." Kastanie reminded them.

As Ma'tal noticed me. "So the young prodigy and genius show herself. I heard great things about Miss Minamoto from the Asari diplomat. Building a language app that simplified the Asari language to learn as well as increasing communication between the two of you. Are you going to add another language to your app." he asked me.

I nodded as I spoke a bit of Turian. "I am learning the Turian language from a Volus on the Citadel, I was hoping it can ease tensions in the future to stop some hostility," I told him.

As he nodded understanding me. "Wonderful, that was very fluent for a beginner. I have high hopes that the program you created can do that." Ma'tal complimented me.

As I heard the sound of high heels coming this way. As I saw a woman with blonde and piercing brown eyes come this way. She wore a formal black dress that diplomats wore. "I am sorry that I was a bit late. I was talking to Alliance board about several things," she told them.

"Mrs. Goyle I am glad you can join us now," Drescher announced.

"You can just call me Anita Admiral and thank you for meeting us on such short notice," Anita told them.

Isamu waved it off. "Don't worry about it, but where is this meeting taking place?" Isamu asked the ambassador.

"In the congress hall along with everyone else, but I would like to congratulate your daughter on such a fine contribution to the galaxy. The Asari people would like to award you with Athame's literary and culture award."

As I looked a bit shocked. "Me…" I muttered in embarrassment.

Anita nodded. "You are the first human to actually translate the Asari language and human vice-versa instead of relying on translators. It's a very high accomplishment since we are still new to the galactic scene. We are hoping to hold the ceremony very soon on the Citadel to celebrate your accomplishments." Anita proudly told me.

My dad nudged me a bit. "Well done, you're more famous than me now," he muttered.

"Thank you for the honor…" As I didn't know what to say as I saw an Alliance officer.

"Sadly we can't let you into the congress hall for the time being, but this officer will escort you to your room." The admiral told me as he carried my suitcase in hand. As I hurried over to him as I waved bye to my father. As the shock of being nominated for such a prestigious award.

As the alliance soldier chuckled. "Shocking news is it, being awarded such a prestigious award at such a young age. I am quite impressed kiddo, but be mindful you are in the guest quarters on the Arcturus station. You can't go anywhere in the restricted area due to security." he warned.

"What's the problem with people visiting the station?" I asked him.

"Simple kiddo, we have to keep our military secrets safe from the council. Letting someone know our battle strength and strategies can be disastrous. Especially due to the presence of the Shadow Broker an organization or person that sells secrets to the highest bidder." He told me.

"Wait, why would they let such a person do that? Isn't that dangerous?" I worriedly asked him.

He nodded. "Of course it is, everyone is forced to play on an equal playing field because of him. The Alliance Intelligence department is woefully behind regarding the galaxy. So we are trading as well information to help protect ourselves." he pointed out.

"Like my dad's fighter designer for defensive tech from the Salarian people," I pointed out.

He nodded guiding me through corridors. "That's correct, and you are adding your own contribution to the mix as well. We can broker better deals with the Asari people now to gain buy more eezo to make a bigger fleet. You can't get ignorant or complacent otherwise people will try to take advantage of you."

I nodded. "By the sir, what is your name?" I curiously asked him.

"Daniel Williams, Service Third Class of the Alliance," he announced as he noticed his soft brown eyes. "I have two little girls around your age back on Sirona in the 61 Ursae Majoris. They act nothing like you at all," he told me.

"I am really that different from others'," I asked him.

He nodded. "Of course, but being different means, you have the chance to do things…" as he stopped for a moment as he saw few soldiers coming our way.

"So Williams gets stuck babysitting a kid, rather than receiving a real assignment," one muttered as he remained stoic for a moment. I could quickly feel the tension between them. As one noticed me already.

"So this must be Isamu's kid, huh. Must be a real shame that your dad.

"Cut it out! She doesn't need to know that." Daniel protested.

As one glared at him. "Of course, the kid needs to hear it. How your father left the man to get his legs blown off by some Turian bastard. Hell, it was a miracle even getting a child afterward." he bluntly stated.

As I quickly frowned backing up. One marine tapped stepped spoke up now. "Langage man, the kid doesn't need to hear such a thing," he muttered.

"Sorry, little lady… at least your father went down as a hero. Heck even after his honorable discharge he could help the core in some way." he told me. I was interested in the conflict as Daniel dragged me along.

I stayed silent as I could feel his anger rolling off him now. "You didn't need to hear that…" he muttered.

As I spoke up now. "My dad said the General was a hero… why is everyone angry at you?" I asked him.

Daniel sighed. "Isamu was never one for hating someone; however Shanxi in question held a lot of high ranking soldiers and politicians families who died in the attack. Since they can't lash out at the Turians, I am runner up to them. Despite being with the Marines for a few years, I have never moved up the ranks. I doubt I will even get a good posting and see some action." he admitted.

"You aren't going to join a different branch then?" I asked him.

Daniel shook his head. "No, then all these fools will win if I quit and it's a family tradition to uphold for being a marine. Besides that enough of that boring talk how about I show you the VR range," he told me.

"VR range," I happily asked him.

"It's something even civilians can enjoy as well since it's open to the public. If you are lucky you might receive a VR kit and app." he happily told me. We stopped in front of a room with A7 at the top of the door. He opened the door with the card and then gave it to me. "Don't lose this card; otherwise you will be stuck outside the apartment for hours trying to obtain another one."

As I nodded and quickly pocketed, the card has my name and face on it.

…

As we walked together, I was hearing the sounds of screaming coming from the range's location. As the sound of gunshots and people marching were in effect.

"That was pitiful Thomas, can you even hit the broadside of a barn… hell, can anyone even finish the first range course? I swear, where do these recruiters find you guys!" a man shouted. As Daniel smiled.

"Gunny must be angry again with the recruits," he muttered as we walked into the course. They were all jogging and place as they were all sweating as the man before they sighed. He was a very tall man that was very muscular. He had brown eyes and blonde hair that was styled as a short flap top. He wore a blue tank top, blue pants, and black boots.

He noticed the Daniel coming towards him. As Daniel saluted the man. "So Dan, I see you finally show yourself. What has the Admiral got you doing lately?" He asked him.

"Escorting this little lady sir, she is Isamu's kid," Daniel answered.

Dan Woren peered down at me with his brown eyes. "Hello sir," I greeted.

He chuckled. "So your Isamu's kid, huh. You have more manners than these brats on the station. The name is Dan Warren, and I'm Gunnery Sergeant and caretaker of this firing range and Armory. So I assume you would like to try out the course for fun." Gunnery Sergeant told me as I nodded.

"Of course, if you aren't busy at all, though I haven't fired a gun before." I truthfully admitted.

Warren rubbed his chin with amusement. "Okay, you are just like these idiots over here with no real experience. It's quite simple the course is basically shooting targets as they come up as holograms. Your objective is not to shoot friendlies and avoid enemy fire. So you have to take cover behind the booth to avoid them taking shots at you."

"Sir, I think you are jumping ahead. She needs to learn how to shoot." Daniel told him as Dan nodded.

"My mistake, but first let me grab your gear," he told me as he handed me a visor. He slipped over my head. "The visor allows you to immerse yourself in the environment we display. Daniel can you hand her the mock assault rifle."

"Here you go angel." he handed me a rifle with M-7 Lancer on the side.

"The M-7 Lancer rifle the bread and butter that Hahne-Kedar has so graciously gave our marines. It has been nicknamed the Lancer due to the fact we are the cavalry coming in to save the day. It fires 38 shots before it overheats and it's an automatic weapon." As Dan went through technical specs of the gun.

As he broke the gun down with ease before as I watched curiously. I gave a quick scan from my Omni-tool as I check the components materials.

"The eezo was of poor quality, and there was barely iridium in the gun as it had mostly plastic and wires. It was a rather simple design for a gun." I thought.

"It's a very cheap and simple gun…" I admitted as I heard chuckling coming from behind me. Dan looked at me.

"Very observant little lady do you know the reason behind why?" he asked me.

As I nodded. "Well for obvious reason is to ensure the cost remains low and don't drain resources." I stated, "You can probably modify the rifle with ease or configure some parts to another gun."

Dan clapped his hands. "Finally someone has an actual brain that comes into my range. "It's straightforward to fire it. Place the stock on your shoulder to help reduce the recoil. Lean into your shots and ensure the gun doesn't kick up. Line your shots up with glowing light down the barrel. If you do well on your first try, I might give you something special." Dan told me as I nodded.

This type of game is like the arcades my dad took me back to earth. As I had to pace my shots and control bursts. I have at least 342 shots after my initial first overheat if push comes to shove. However, I think little control bursts can allow me to fire…"

As my thoughts were interrupted as the program started. As I saw my first target with ease as I moved to cover. I gave short controlled bursts down the range hitting the more extended distance targets for higher points. As I dodged the incoming fire, it was a languid pace for a training course. As I shot around the true highlights with ease.

Woren was off making a bet with his recruits. As I focused hard on the targets as I could as civilians kept popping up in the way. I had to be quicker shooting the gun and making them count. As I heard the time go off as round 1 went and then 2 with ease.

"She is doing pretty good."

As the program ended. "Training program over, your score is excellent." the VI said.

I looked up at the board with a smile to see I got the top score.

Friendlies hit: 0

Number of hits taken in exercise: 3

Score 2500

As the men groaned behind me as I lifted the visor up on my forehead. As all his recruits Omni-tools were glowing with ease as Woren smirked.

"So ladies and gentleman, why do you think this young lady scored better than you all?" he asked. As everyone remained mostly quiet as he Warren turned to me. "You know the answer Serviceman."

Daniel spoke up. "Simple sir, the spray, and pray method is not an actual tactic in battle. You should learn to shoot accurately under stressful situations. Another major point is the fact they don't listen to your explanations. This course is to see who can shoot and who can't hit a target." Daniel explained. "The course is so easy that even a 5-year old child bested you all."

As they all looked embarrassed as sergeant nodded. "How many of you have fire a gun?" he asked as a lot of hands went up as he shook his head. "Damn, this could be a problem."

"Problem sir," he muttered.

Daniel spoke up. "What the gunny means is the fact you all developed bad quirks. You all gotten so used to firing it your own way you can't hit even the easiest of targets," he commented.

Dan pointed over to me. "Kiddo here hasn't fired a real gun until just now, mind you it's just using fake rounds." he pointed out. "The fact we work better teaching people that are blank slates. So kiddo are you still in pre-school?"

I quickly nodded. "No, I just recently passed a High School exam. It's been only a month since that happened." I truthfully admitted as I displayed my diploma as sergeant chuckled.

"Thank you all for the generous contribution. I earned a quick 5000 credits from you all I will put this money down in my little bank. So I can buy an actual fabricator machine in the future." he told them as they groaned.

"I thought it's against the rules to bet against an officer." someone muttered.

"Only if you are enlisted as an actual rank within the Marines son. Currently, you are all recruits, and that rule doesn't apply." He chuckled apply as he motioned me.

"Miss Minamoto, can you please come over her for a moment," he asked me as I follow. "Daniel teach these fools how to use the rifle properly. I don't want them heading to earth looking like a fool."

"Yes sir," Daniel answered happily.

As I followed him the armory quarters. "If you knew they couldn't shoot properly, why start their training?" I asked him.

Dan shrugged. "I needed to be sure who can shoot properly or they are a walking hazard. You can be a 100 percent dropout material, or you make it. Think of this as a screening process, most of these kids are coming from the nearby colonies. They will be sent to earth soon, and no one will hold their hand when they get them. Many needing augmentations to get by through the training already." He explained.

"To see who is dedicated to continuing." I pointed out as he nodded.

"You are really a smart kid, just like your father. Sadly I don't get to see much from him nowadays," he muttered as he made his way to case inside the facility. He pulled it as the words VR equipment on it. "As a reward for doing well on the range the first time. You can have this bad boy, and it even carries the Kessler pistol model as well."

I cocked my head for a moment. "Are you sure that is okay? Isn't this gear costly just to give away?" I asked him.

"Don't worry your pretty head about that. Politicians on the station overpay on certain things. VR equipment itself isn't expensive at all. Just a thousand credits and they paid twice for them thinking it can make our training better." He reassured me as he pulled a requisition order.

"That seems like a waste of money, why don't they fund for actual colony defenses?" I asked him.

Dan sighed. "It's because of d… I mean politics. They don't think like normal people and care about the results as well the image it shows. Even you showing up on the Extranet is big news kiddo. No was brave enough to tackle on a real language learning app until you showed. Heck, the galactic community to them had a stagnant scene for them." he explained as he registered my name to the kit. He took away the gear I used on the course and put it away.

"Thank you for the gift." I thanked him as he ruffled his head.

"No, you earned it kiddo you can at least shoot a straight and hit your targets," he told me as he looked out the window. I turned to see several kids coming in onto the range. They tried practicing their shots at the targets.

"Why is the firing range opened to the public? Are you taking some type of data?" I curiously asked him.

Dan shrugged. "We gather data and hopes of creating a real virtual reality course one day. Heck, they may even make it to a form of entertainment for others' one day," he informed me as he escorted me out.

As I saw several kids running up to me asking questions. Dan stopped them. "Hold your horses' brats, she is a guest on this station. She isn't joining your little school because she already graduated from High School," he told them.

As the look my way now in awe as I blushed.

"You really passed high school?" one asked me. I nodded as I opened my Omni-tool displaying my diploma.

"Was the test easy?" another asked.

"Well, it depends on you, if you study enough and learn the material you can ace it," I admitted.

"You sound like a nerd." another commented.

"That's because you're an idiot? You can't even put two sticks together to make fire." a voice called out. As I turned to see a boy with crutches and a leg brace.

"So says the Jeff the cripple you can't even play with anyone or do normal things." one joked as I frowned.

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Really you couldn't even beat a five-year-old up let alone beat her score," he commented.

"Really she looks so small." as he threw a punch as I caught with. As I slid my foot kicking his feet out of him. As I flipped him on his back as he landed with a thud as everyone looked stunned except Jeff.

Dan shook his head. "This is why you shouldn't be a bully Dylan someone half your age put you on your back. Why don't you kids go home before anyone else get hurt," he suggested. As Dylan walked off with tears on his face. Jeff was recorded the moment with a smile.

"Man, this moment was priceless," he muttered as he looked over at me. "Are you going to make fun of my condition?"

"Condition? My dad has artificial legs after the First Contact War. So it doesn't put me off like those idiots." I told him as his expression softened.

"Sorry to hear that, but most people make fun of my disease." he apologized.

"You look perfectly fine to me," I told him.

"I have... vrolik syndrome I was born with brittle bones in my legs and my body. Even with modern medicine and my crutches, I can hardly wor," he told me.

As I thought for a moment. "Why not make exoskeleton to help you walk and use eezo to lessen you mass around your legs," I suggested.

He raised an eyebrow up at the idea. "There is no such thing as exoskeleton…" he muttered as I smiled.

"True, but my dad can, and I probably build one for you. It will probably take some time…" I told him as he cut me off.

"I am not a charity case, and I am double your age." he protested as I smiled at him. "Besides that, you are new to the Arcturus station I will show you around." he offered as I nodded.

"Maybe I can show my new VR gear as thanks. I have never been on station." I admitted as I walked with him.

"What's next you never seen a ship before?" Jeff joked.

As I pouted for a moment. "My dad helps build ships for a living, he works for Cord Hislop Aerospace." I proudly told him as Jeff raised his eyebrow.

"Wait, you mean your Isamu Minamoto's kid? Dang, I wouldn't have thought of it. The name is Jeff Moreau, and I will be a babysitter for the afternoon." he joked as I wanted to hit him.

"I wish I could hit you…" I muttered as he smiled.

"Man, I was hoping you hit me, and I gain a lawsuit against. I wish I can get out of class for just a day." As Daniel watched the two. As he turned towards Dan, who nodded. As he followed after the two quietly.