Mass Effect:Twisted Faith
Prologue:Unlikely Allies
I don't know how I ever came to face the savior of the galaxy, the hero of the battle of the citadel, the one, the only Commander Shepard. I guess I'll have to start from the beginning. Or at least our beginning
2164~
Me: age: 129 "I know I wouldn't believe it either"
Commander Shepard: age: 10
It was late July on earth the sky was cloudless and clean, lucky for me I wouldn't have to stare at it much longer, I was heading for the darker part of town. Sorry if it seems like I hate peace or something but I don't, I hate the idea that it's around me, my safety is not in my vocabulary, the clear sky spells trouble, but the dark alley ahead states adventure.
I casually glance by the ruthless faces that past me, "I'll give my vodka supply that one of these guys are planning to mug me" I think to myself. I quickly get in to a convenience store to get myself away from the crowds," it's not like I'm scared, hell no ", I just don't need that right now. The authorities get suspicious when a 14 year old girl kicks the hell out a bunch a thugs.
Oh wait, sorry forgot that I only just started, and you might be confused. Well I'll introduce myself, name's Faith, May Emerald Faith to be specific, I'm 129, but I look about 14, my normal form doesn't seem to grow or age much , it hard to explain but that's all you need to know…for now.
So I dart by some bread just to buy something so the clerk doesn't think I'm shady, I am but I don't want him to think that. I take the back exit out as I notice a small pair of eyes through the window, they're eyeing my bread, I sneak around and then am behind the kid, he's startled by how quickly I got there.
"If you want a fight you'll get it, tell Franco and his goons I'll shove my fist in their faces " he threatened out
He thinks I'm a bully or something, poor kid but he's got spunk
"Hey" I say coolly "I'm not going to hurt you, and I'm not with this Franco guy", the kid gives me a look that he doesn't believe me
"it's okay, you can trust me" I say with my hands up in surrender and toss him the bread, he catches it and looks up at me, " see ya" I say swiftly and vanish off
I need to get back to my mission, I have to get to space, the military is taking off to explore it and there not doing it without me, the tech they had from my time which was the Apollo 302, the 3rd spaceship to make it to mars and back with people, now it's the Starblast3 it can make to Venus and back twice in a 3 days, I been from hell and back on earth now's it time for space. I pass a security car and g grab under it as it flies off, we go into a security tunnel and where a guard scans the cars, it's close to the one I'm in, I take out my hack receptor to receive their data and make it ignore my signal. It works like I charm and I'm through, I jump off by a food supply crate, the impact would crack anyone's shoulder but I'm well resistant to pain, much more than any human standards.
I sneak to a supply closet, surging pass the people without them even me giving a second glance or look because they can't , I'm like a shadow not seen or heard, and also I'm on the dark part of the roof where no one can see anything, so that might be a good reason too. I sprint into the closet and lean behind a box , it's 8 min before I hear the door open , a figure walks in ,male, he doesn't see me coming and I pinch a special part on his neck and he drops like a rag doll, he has a pale face and brown hair, the touch the skin on his hand gently with my finger, my figure alters, my high increases by 3 inches, my hair roots back into my head, and my shoulders become wider, I look at this poor guy's id, it reads "Matthew Perry, Tech manager"
" Sorry Matt" I shrug, zipping on his clothes, " or sorry me , or whatever"
Oh wait, are you confused again? Damn it I forgot to mention I have the ability to turn into other people just by touch of their DNA, shape shifter if you want to get technical ,it's a Really long story, so long story short I can touch someone and cover myself in there DNA giving myself their appearance exactly, I can look like someone else for a well extended amount of time , I don't know the limit or if there even is one, I can also change back to my normal appearance by will, but if I want to be someone else again I need their DNA again, I get there appearance, and voice but not their traits or clothing/armor, so I have to take their clothes 2/3 of the time, I'm actually trying to build this new this new type of morphing metal to form into other types of clothes and armor , with all the colors and stuff, I blew up my lab twice but that's not important right now, and their traits I have to look them up quickly or improvise, I'm good at both, but enough about that let's get back to the story, I'm also still human in my normal appearance, born that way staying that way or at least as much as I can, if you want to know how my normal appearance looks I you wouldn't be that impressed because it's the height , weight and size of a 14 year old, I'm kinda stuck like this, my body is still in this not growing phase, probably from all the shifting ,I've grown 2 inches in the last 30 years, like I said before I'm still human but I had an…. accident to be simple with it, but for another time people ,another time
Now "Matt" walks through the building casually, checking his agenda and doing the work to get ready for blast off.
Time till take off: 20min
I take on last good look at the earth from above; the buildings in the distance seem more far away, my eyesight is 3 times better than human eyes and I can notice tiny details, like the people on the street, some trash blowing and that kid I gave the bread to running for his life ….What!
"what's he doing and more importantly, who's he running from" I feel a surge of instinct to take action but I'm Bonded by my sense of reason, I think logically, " The ships take off in18 min fiftyyyy two seconds, I can make it to the kid"
"But how long will it take you to get back" a small voice that I realize is my own, nags in the back of my head, its my logic, it can be cruel sometimes
"Whatever, I can make it" I consider confidently
Taking a few turns here and there , I find a trash chute and dive in , I'm almost pulled into the disintegrator but I slash a hole into the side with my laser knife and plummet into the ash below, most people are in the building so they don't notice me sprint stealthily back into the city, also I can back into myself "I last saw the kid running by the convenience store on 19th lane at 3 mi per hour, subtract fatigue, add adrenaline, put the possibility that he is already caught" [sorry just my extreme mental math, I don't really use it unless I'm alone on missions and I have time to, which is pretty stupid because I only have 13 min 27.3 seconds left]
"You know what I don't even know why I'm doing this?" I ponder "thousands of kids get beat up on a daily basis, why should I care about this one" nags the voice again, the truth was why should I care, I felt like it was a feeling I lost a while ago, "but you help out in every way big or small," another voice pipes out, my inner truth, which helps me find myself "and this small help seems different" includes my instinct, which gives my sudden urges of justice, "what would have Alex wanted" says Truth, I'm stabbed in the chest by a metal pain, and it burns, I keep my ground but feel sick "he would want me to help him" I answer shamed with doubt
I think a lot to myself, I'm alone a lot now a days, "your such a loner" says logic, "shut up, it not her fault" says truth, "okay, okay my inner thoughts have names and conversations with each other, I'm weird I know it, but what else am I supposed to do, earth is at peace, and everyone I know is dead"
"Wow, a creepy loner with dead friends, real charming" echoes logic
"You're such a bitch" I reply back
"I'm you, wouldn't that make you one too" logic hisses
"Yeah it does , and I know that, but you're just a bigger one" I snap
You'd think I've been talking to myself for a while now, right? , it's only been 9.3 seconds, and during that time I'm halfway to the probable location, I'm behind an alley and I hear voices,
"End of the line you stupid orphan ,with no parents to tell him not to fuck with us, hand over the bread so we can beat the crap out you, and have a nice dinner later" grunts a gruff, scratchy voice
" I don't need parents to tell me you couldn't beat a sheet a paper without your goons, Franco" mocks the kid, confident, but you can see the fear in his eyes
One of his goons pulls something out of his pocket, the goons could be 16-20 and look really nasty, a small busted up pistol and hands it to the guy I believe is Franco, he looks about 17 or 18, scrawny in some places but strong in the arms,
"Are they going to shoot him!" I exclaim in thought, well I can't just stand here and find out, I jump from the alley and sweep kick the closet goons feet, "what the…" another goon starts as I break his nose with my fist , then kick my foot into his buddies face and he's down, Franco sees the commotion and has the gun , trying to aim it at me, yelling " she's a girl pin her down you dumbasses"
" 3 bozos down," I smirk " 2 clowns and one bastard to go" I utter with a crack of my neck, the clowns both charge at me in different directions, a jump 7 feet in the air doing the splits and they crash into each other, as I was in the air I notice the kid on Franco's back trying to pull him down while punching him. I land on my feet on the ground as the heads of the goons do too with a thud. I turn to deal with Franco , but he has the gun towards my heart at least 2 feet away, but he quickly turns it towards the kids head who he has in a head lock,
" I leave" he pants frustrated " or he dies" tightening his grip on the kid's neck, the kid suddenly loses breath and hangs his head, "he's dead" my first though, Franco notices this too and loosens his grip all together, shocked and wide eyed, you think the kid will drop to the ground but suddenly he's eyes flash open and he slaps the gun out of Franco's hand.
The gun, it lands by my feet, I really didn't need it , and I really didn't need the kid to do that, I could have handled Franco in a hundred ways but I was happy the kid did what he did, and I pick up the gun and aim it at Franco, he stops his assault on the kid and stares at me like a deer in headlights, the kid runs over to me and stands by my side, I just lift my fist and it rushes with a blue aura of power, and push it towards him and he 's blasted unconscious on top of the rest of his goons .
" That was awesome" screams the kid
"No problem" I reply
"Come one, we got to go" he says pulling on my sleeve, as sirens come by
" Sorry kid I got to…" I stop suddenly as I hear rockets roar and look above as the ships leave me, on this rock with nothing to do, I fall to my knees not believing the sight, realizing I'm pointless here, but I turn to the small hand still pulling my sleeve, "I at least got to move away from here, I have time to make it" I think trying to block the truth from my mind, we reach a rooftop and stop I still have a confused and empty look on my face, like I was going to rot, then a small tap on my shoulder alerts me I'm not alone,
" you want to be friends" the kid asks , holding his hand out to shake
I stare spaced by this action," a friend" the thought floats in my mind, " it's a missing part of my life, being alone and purposeless , a friend… would be nice " I ponder " but this is a kid he doesn't need to be in my crap, he deserves better"
"Friends" the kid repeats repeats shaking his arm
"What would Alex want you to do" My truth echoes
And suddenly I realize what I must do, I stand up straight and shake the small hand
"Friends" I answer
"So what's your name" I ask him
"I'm Shepard, "he says
"Alex, Shepard "he replies broadly grinning "what's yours"
I'm still stunned by his response and don't really know what I'm saying
"Faith" I say "May Faith"
And that started a bond like no other of a brother and a sister who didn't have none of the same blood but most of the same heart.
Note: I do not own Mass Effect or any of its character's, places, images and all that, but my oc ,her story and other stuff is all [or mainly ]me, plus the dates of things have been changed or moved around for the story, the first contact war started in 2164 when Shepard was ten, so May could miss it to be with him, everything else will pretty much be the same, except moved by 10 years or so.
Shepard is a male paragon, but does renegade things like everyone else on occasion, Shepard is going to be a solder or a vanguard, with as you can read the earthborn background and sole survivor psychological profile. Also he will look like default Shepard.
P.S: if you are expecting romance between May and Shepard , don't because it's not going to happen
Later/in the future I could write the story just with femshep, renegade or paragon, the smallest detail could affect the story or dialogue mainly, and you could see the differences
Lastly: if you have any questions about stuff just write me or whatever