All I saw was darkness. But with murmuring voices. Was I dead? Was death the punishment for my failure? One question was answered. Death was not upon me yet. "Body systems look normal, reproduction stable. Heart rate average, I think he's coming to." Said a light voice. My sign had not completely returned, most of the images were blurred out. By now I was able to gain some control over my body. My eyesight improved as I was able to see my hand clearly. That jolted my memory. I wasn't a Prothean anymore. No, I was a collector. A husk if you will.

What did this scientist mean? Reproduction stable? Heart rate average? "The project was a success, we have created a collector free from Indoctrination, if he gets a mate imagine all the infused super soldiers we'll have!" The voice exclaimed this time enthusiastic. So that's what I was. A petty science experiment to these faggots. I was once a puppet for those accursed reapers. Not this time, this time it would be different. I am awakened. And awakened for good not evil. The bed had my body tied down. Security measures right? "Number 42673 welcome back" The doctor spoke pointing his OmniTool at me. "Zuni" I spoke.

"What's that?"

"The name is Zuni!" This time with more anger.

"Well it doesn't matter what you were called before." That did it. Summoning every ounce of strength, I broke the ties holding my body down. No one desecrates my name. My muscles ached but pain couldn't be a liability here. The doctor fell back in shock. I grabbed him by the neck, lifting him up high. I squeezed making him grip my hands attempting to pry them off. His eyes rolled into the back of his skull as his whole body went limp. I let go as the door opening revealing two more doctors. A growl escapes my mouth as they attempt to run but a green sphere leaves my hand. It stops as soon as it hits the humans enveloping them. The green biotic attack explodes leaving nothing but a pile of blood stained on the floor. A sound blares throughout the ship. Now this would get fun. I used to be a soldier. Skilled in one art. Killing. Not only with guns but with fists as well. The chase was one, a collector ravaging a ship with human soldiers following suite. They neared onto me as I jumped into a vent completely eluding the guards.

This might be easier to do than I thought. Quickly scanning my surrounding I made my way through the vent

Periodically I checked my OmniTool to make sure I wouldn't be torn up by any heat vents or fans. After about what seemed twenty minutes of traveling the vent cleared and let into a docking bay? White Kodiak shuttles lined each other up. The exit was being blocked by a metal shutter. My shuttle would have to be ready in order to quickly leave without much of a gun fight considering I had no guns. By this time the alarm hadn't ceased as the guards could be seen through a window searching for their million credit experiment.

I wasn't going to find ease in this mission, the guards were already placed at the shutter controls. Good to see I've retained the seekers swarms. Out of my back they burst "seeking" their targets as they were supposed to. The enemies were almost frozen in place but still regained consciousness. I made quick work of the other guards as my body flared green with biotics; as I quickly sent a shockwave making their spines break against the shutters. I do a quick scan with my OmniTool making sure I won't trigger any alarms. However the alarms weren't going to stop the guards aboard the ship. Already making their way to collect me. No. I am a collector but a free collector, I will not be captured or experimented on any longer. Quickly running down to the white Kodiak shuttles a bullet flew right past my head. Using my biotics a shield came up on top of the built in shield this body had. With a rush using biotic amping, I locked arm to neck with a guard, his neck let out a loud crack. More guards rushed out yelling as their assault rifles let out a barrage of gun fire. Their first assault broke through my biotic barrier forcing me to run behind a cargo box. Over the corner of one of my four yellow eyes, I noticed a trooper moving onto the same cargo box, but I quickly drag him over the box ending his life as my Omni Blade plunges deep into his neck. This could be my escape.

Using the Human as a shield from the oncoming barrage, I ran toward the shuttle managing to enter blocking the shots. The shuttle started up as I threw the corpse out the door. The gun fire didn't cease however. No matter. The controls weren't much different from my time. It let out a boom as it rocketed out the shutters leaving the guards to wallow in their failure. I let out a sigh, Yeah that's right. Don't mess with me assholes. I thought to myself. However I wasn't going to rest just yet. I would need to get my Particle rifle back, and get a crew together. It would definitely be a challenge. Would be hard to get the races to trust a collector.

A/N: What's up yeah that's right early update. I hope you enjoyed it I really enjoyed writing it. Basically this character is based off of the awakened collector in Mass effect 3 multiplayer. However this is at the beginning of mass effect 2, so don't fret we have plenty a ways before we meet our journeys end. Just a warning though, this story will contain sex and mature language. So hang in there next update will be on Tuesday 9/30/14. That will be a chapter when you will find out what happens. :D Stay frosty.