[#1]
[Authors note: a story I'm doing on my social media, which I thought I'd post here too. I post earlier on Instagram with pictures if you want to head on over to TheDreadFox - that is also why the chapters are so small!]
A series of short stories which follow my two ME:A characters because why not? I need to practice my writing and become more confident with it.
[-Aya - year 2185-]
[-Three months after Ark Hyperion crashed into Meridian-]
"Good luck on Aya." The duel-tones of the APEX leader, Tiran Kandros filtered through her com and into her ear piece.
"Thanks Sir," Falcon spoke into her omni-tool, the bright orange glow reflected in her amber eyes as she walked along the white path.
There were Angara everywhere. Naturally, as it was their homeworld but she was pleased to see Milky Way species dotted within them. Many eyes still fracked her however.
The human Pathfinder, Apollo Ryder had pulled off a miracle but still some would still not trust. Falcon felt in her heart it would take many years before those deeply damaged by the Kett would even consider that those from the Milky Way did not intend to hurt them, betray them or enslave their people.
Thinking of the resistance leader, she added, "I'll need it."
Kanros chuckled, "Its a step in the right direction. That the Angara are willing to create a mixed team of both their people, and our own?"
There was a pause. She knew Kandros well enough, and his humour, to know he wasn't finished.
"And don't screw it up."
Falcon grimaced, which she never would have shown had they been in person or communicating over a vid link. "Yessir."