"Shit!" I swore as I was rammed by an air van, as I began to free fall I began to think about my current injuries, 'Let's see broken back, blood above the groin, oh and eventually an excruciating amount of pain for my groin, great.'

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13 hours later

After waking up, I immediately removed my helmet to vomit on the floor, I'm not really sure of where the hell I'm at.

So I casually wiped my mouth, put on my helmet and went to the taxi terminal, well to be honest I tried to since I got lost, then when I found the stairs I tripped over some kind of cardboard box, then everything became slightly hazy.

I decided to attempt to get to the nearest med-clinic, so I tuned out the noise and slowly walked to the clinic.

40 minutes later…
Almost there…

20 minutes later…
Finally! Now just open th-, my arms not moving, why the hell can't I move it?

So I began to use my backside to operate the controls, then I tried to use my head. To smack it into the wall, I ran head first into the door, only for it to open as I was charging then I ended up ramming the the doctor? I guess, I looked down to see that I had knocked down a civilian "Shit." I muttered, then I felt my arm again, but in some pain. I looked to the wall to find a medi-gel dispenser, and do I used it then applied it to my head via omni-tool.

Come on! Don't want to be reported to C-Sec by some paranoid civilian. I then heard a pistol unfold and someone reciting the Miranda rights, as I turn around I see a C-Sec officer with yellow hair, (I can never tell if blonde or not) with an M-3 Predator pistol aimed at me

A/N: from time and time again I will reference things, the reason I have for not doing this is… assignments, and losing some. Oh and this story is meant to be set just before Mass Effect 2.
Disc: I DONT OWN THIS, NOR DO I KNOW HOW TO FORMAT