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The small sidearm recoiled with so much force that the hand holding the gun threatened to fly off with each shot. The bullet left the chamber with a loud bang and was replaced by the sounds of the gun automatically loading the next round into the chamber. The slow stumbling man crept ever closer towards the glass encasement that would end this Cycle, End this Harvest.

Each shot was difficult to control for Shepard as he had just run through a volley of bullets, dodged an exploding vehicle and blasted by the Reapers massive energy beam. And then to top it off he was shot by a Marauder before finally jumping into the beam and being sent to the Citadel. That wasn't even the end; as he made his way towards the central chamber to activate the massive crucible and end the harvest he was ambushed by the illusive man. The Big Boss of Cerberus, before taking his own life, had shot Anderson and Shepard. It took all his strength to open the Citadel and allow the crucible to align.

They sat together watching the view of the darkness of space, the occasional ship exploding in the distance lit up the black void with a miraculous glow of orange. The two knew they should not feel the way they did right now as the Reapers had yet to be dealt the finishing blow but they were confident, it might have been their weakness.

Anderson soon feel asleep, or what Shepard could only hope was sleep, as the call came in from Admiral Hackett. The Crucible wasn't firing and the problem was from coming from their end.

Shepard had collapsed just before the control panel and the next this he knew he was in another room, somewhere above where he had just been. Nevertheless he met the true intelligence behind the reapers. It gave him three options, Control, Total Synthesis, or Destruction. Even as the child like virtual image kept talking, Shepard had made up his mind. If there was a way to destroy the Reapers then that was what he was going to do. And that was what he was doing.

The bullets punched into the glass, some even ricocheting as they hit and bounced off to the side. Shepard knew he had to get closer to make sure the bullet punctured the chamber and set off a chain reaction that would finally end this. But each bullet punched the glass but didn't penetrate and with each step the anger and determination in him grew. It grew to the point that when he finally saw a bullet puncture the glass and hit the back of the chamber he released another and another. It wasn't until the chamber went up in flames that he realised how close he was. He thought about turning and trying a slow jog to get to safety but he was too late. The chamber exploded sending him flying backwards. The massive station shuddered as it prepared the fire and in that moment everything stopped for Shepard. His mind life flashing before his eyes. His endeavours on Torfan which earned him the nickname "The Butcher of Torfan", Meeting Garrus, Tali, Ashley, Wrex, and Liara and fighting against Sovereign. Getting spaced and waking up in a Cerberus base overrun with mech's. Agreeing to work with the illusive man, to take down the collectors. Meeting Jacob, Mordin, Legion, Edi, Grunt, Zaeed, Jack, Kasumi and Miranda.

Miranda. The woman who stole his heart. At first she had been cold and indifferent towards him but as time passed and he got to know the real Miranda there was no stopping what life had in store for him. A suicide mission brought them together and this mission brought them even closer. And here he was, on the ground of a crumbling super weapon, miles above her head as she fights on the Earth below. So many things were left unsaid, so many things he wanted to do before this moment and he had run out of time. Even though the weapon was coming apart all around him he knew he made the right call. Even though the Reapers and mass relays would be destroyed the fact that his friends and the woman he loved was still safe was all that mattered.

Shepard blacked out just as he felt the weapon start to heat up and he knew he had started his entry into the Earth's atmosphere. The blackness engulfed him as he fell unconscious and plummeted to earth.

(A few minutes earlier)

"Somebody pick up the right flank they're getting overrun" Miranda screamed as he watched Husks and Marauders alike advance on the right flank.

The situation seemed hopeless as more and more Reaper forces converged on their location it seemed like an unending array of opponents.

"Please hurry Shepard" Miranda prayed. She had acquired the radio off of a dead general and had put it in her ear just in time to hear the one they called Hackett telling Shepard the weapon was malfunctioning and it was on his end. That meant he made it to the Citadel and was inside right now trying to get it operational.

A husk jumped on Miranda and she quickly rolled to the side pinning it under her as she raised her sidearm and blasted a hole right into its head. Even though she was ex Cerberus now was not the time to be picky who your friends were and the Alliance men had been listening to her orders as if she was actually the one in charge. Truth be told she just liked to take charge and ended up ordering these men around when the General was killed in combat. They reacted well to her commands and they had been holding a very small area of land from being overrun and then she saw it. The massive wave of Husks flanked by heavily armed Marauders and a few Brute's were making their way towards them. She knew instinctively that they didn't have the thermal clips to defeat such and army but she knew what they did have.

"Alright men" Miranda stood up and faced the men who were obviously scared now at the approaching army "We don't have the Thermal clips or the manpower to win this fight. Air support is a long way off. But let the men, woman and children of the future remember that it was here and now that we made our stand. It was here and now that we held off the brute force of the Reaper army and bought Shepard enough time to fire that damn weapon. Let's show them no mercy" Miranda hoisted her rifle into the air and in an instant the rifles of every soldier were joining hers in the air with a triumphant roar of courage.

Miranda smiled as she turned back to face the enemy. Before being yanked back down she yelled one word.

"FIRE!"

The Husks began to fall as a volley of shots flew through the air and ripped them to shreds. But even as the front line fell the second line rose up and charged faster and harder.

"Where did you learn to give speeches like that?" the man released his hold on Miranda's arm.

"By watching the bravest person I know rise to the challenge and inspire those serving under him to do the impossible" Miranda replied.

The husks had just crested the hill and were upon the men in the front line when they all stopped and looked behind them. A wall of lava red light was speeding towards them and the husks know something was wrong, or rather the Reapers controlling them knew and the husks knew because of that. Before anybody registered what was happening the light blasted past them and the husks fell to the ground.

Miranda peeked over the hill and saw the Brute's and Marauders had also fallen dead. And then she saw the most beautiful sight in the world. A reaper was toppling over and crashing into the ground. Shepard had done it. He had won the war and Humanity, no every race was standing tall. Miranda looked up towards the sky and saw many more Reapers falling towards Earth followed one by one. She stood in awe at the sight before her, as was everyone else, when something caught her eye.

A large Ship crashing towards the Earth. But it was like none she had ever seen before. It was long but looked nothing like a ship at all…It almost looked like the barrel of a gun…A weapon.

Sudden shock rocked Miranda as she realised what she was witnessing. She was watching the Crucible fall from orbit and burst into flames.

"Shepard please say you got off that thing" Miranda said aloud.

Something warm and wet stroked her face and she instinctively scratched at it. Bringing her hand back she saw a clear liquid resting on her hand. She was crying and this was the first tear of many.

(Author Note)

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