-Thanks for those of you on Tumblr for the ideas for this fic. You know who you are! -
Finn finally had an opportunity to prove her abilities as a leader. She was being sent to a planet that had a village that the people at Atlantis had a good alliance with. The locals there had a problem with a giant parasitic bug that was causing huge problems in the town, killing people, destroying crops and buildings. Normally, the locals could have solved a problem like this, but the firepower of the village consisted of crossbows, and the arrows would only bounce off of the thick, impenetrable skin.
So Finn, along with a couple of marines and some grenade launchers, were going to take care of the problem, to keep up good relations. For Finn, it was more personal; she'd seen way too many peaceful villages like this one destroyed. They were walking around the village, asking locals where the beast might be, when they heard someone scream, towards the entrance to the place. "C'mon", Finn said, "I think it decided to attack its next victim, but we aren't going to let that happen."
They saw the giant worm, covered with metal-like plating, slowly making its way towards a young woman, who was paralyzed with fright. Finn had just enough time to us a biotic charge to reach her, knock her out of the way, and throw up a shield to narrowly be avoided getting eaten. "Hurry up guys, we didn't bring those grenade launchers to make you look good." Up until this point, the marines had been standing in shock, as they almost saw her get eaten alive. They quickly readied their weapons. The beast didn't even realize it was being hit with the projectiles and P-90 fire, it only wanted to eat the one who was covered by a big, shiny, blue bubble.
Its head was then split open, by a nicely timed shot; the beast split into two and then fell to the ground with a thump. "Good job", Finn said, panting with exhaustion and exertion.
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As Finn was typing up the mission report, it hit her how close of a call that was. She could still see it's gaping mouth, rows upon rows of sharp teeth. But she couldn't deny the rush she got when using her biotics. And the fact that no one died made her feel accomplished. "I can take care of myself, no harm done", she thought.
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As Carson was reading over Finn's mission report (all of the main staff usually looked them over), feelings of shock, fear, and anger were going through him. She could have died today; his lovely wife could have come back as a corpse. She took a stupid risk, in his opinion, he thought, running his hands through his hair. They certainly were going to have a big talk tonight.