A/N: As previously stated, I'm putting a handful of chapters into the story right up front. I want to make sure you guys get the full frontal of what I'm hoping to bring you. Anyway, here's the next chapter.
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The sun was setting over the horizon, bathing the whole sky a bright display of gold, pink and red. On a hill top overlooking the beautiful sky, Chase stood with his arms wrapped around a young woman in a short white dress. Her dark red hair cascading down her back covering the many tattoos she had on her skin.
He looked down at Jack as she rested her head in the crook of his neck. "It's beautiful up here." she whispered. "Not nearly as close as you." Chase said with a grin. Jack looked up at him with a dazzling smile, "Jack Walker, it's got a good ring to it." "I'm just happy you said yes. Now I guess we can grow old together."
Jack swatted his arm before locking eyes with him. They leaned into each other...
The sky suddently darkened, red lightning flashed and struck the ground causing large explosions. People's screams could be heard in every direction.
Chase could only look on in horror as several Reapers came down from the sky. Raining death and destruction onto the unsuspecting colony. "Jack we gotta go! We need to find-" he looked at the woman who's head was now looking down.
Jack's head snapped up, instead of her usual hazel eyes, were now glowing bright yellow. "Assuming Control!" Her body burst with fire-like energy, pulsing orange veins appeared along her skin as an energy ball formed in her hand.
"We are the harbinger of your destruction." spoke the possessed woman. Chase stepped back, unable to do anything but stare at his new bride in fear. "Jack...no."
Harbinger grinned with Jack's lips, "We are coming Human. The cycle cannot be stopped. Your species is against beings you cannot hope to face. Your acension through extinction is nigh."
The energy in Jack's hand grew in strength as she held it up in Chase's direction. "DIE!" The blast flew at him, consuming him in fire.
X
Chase bolted awake screaming into the dark bedroom. Sweat pouring down his face drenching the sheets and pillow case under him. "Chase! What's wrong!" Jack said grabbing his shoulder. The freelancer flintched at first then relaxed into her touch. "Nothing babe. Just...nothing."
Jack's grip tightened on his shoulder, "Don't fucking lie to me Chase." She calmed a little, "Was it more dreams about them?" Chase closed his eyes and nodded. "Their getting closer Jack. My dreams are becoming more vivid, and their words are ringing more clearly in my head."
It had been five months after the Normandy and her crew went through the Omega-4 relay and came back out looking like it was attacked like a whole fleet. They survived, destroyed the Collectors, derailing the Reaper's plans, and pissed of the Illusive Man all in one go.
But not everything wasn't as good as most would have thought. The Normandy had been so badly damaged that it took a whole month to repair. And ontop of that...Chase had died. Had it not been for Miranda using the data she had on the Lazuras Project, he would still be dead.
Things had gotten worse after that. When the Normandy was repaired Admiral Hackett had called and sent Shepard out on a solo mission somewhere in Batarian space. Chase and the rest of the crew were clueless about what had occured on that mission, but when news of the Alpha relay's destruction and the deaths of hundreds of thousands of Batarian colonists reached them they couldn't even find the words.
Shepard had told them everything in gut wrenching detail. How the Alliance doctor and her team were indoctrinated, and how he only had a few hours to stop the Reapers from making it into the galaxy. He made a choice...and not a very easy one.
Chase understood and stood by the Commander. Telling him that if he hadn't those colonists would have been enslaved by the Reapers, a fate worse than the quick death they were given.
Dispite it all, Shepard got called back to Earth to stand trial for what he had done. The team was seperated to the four corners of the galaxy. Each one of them knowing full well what was to come in the very near future.
Chase and Jack had been spending all of their time with Chase's daughters. Athena, a now seven year old Asari. And Emily, who was now five. A lot had changed in the past six months, Jack had fitted into the role of mother very quickly with the girls. Her whole attitude had changed greatly. Although she was still hard as steel on the battlefield.
But it was still hard on Chase. After having the Reaper-Brainwave implanted into his mind when they were on the derilect Reaper all those months ago. He was constantly pleagued with visions and nightmares of what the Reapers had done and what they plan to do.
A lot of the time Chase got valuable information that he would log into his omni-tool for when it was needed most. But the rest of the time it was almost as if Harbinger and the other Reapers were using him as a mental punching bag.
"Hopefully Mordin finds out how I could use this mental link as a weapon against them." said Chase as he settled back down into bed. Jack laid her head on his chest, her newly grown dark hair flowed lightly across his skin.
It was a surprise that Jack had decided to grow her hair out after being clean shaven for so long. When she was asked why, she would say that she was tired of the cult look. Either way, she looked really good. The dark locks reached halfway down her ears, framing her face and giving her an angelic look. But that look would quickly turn into an angel of death when she was in a firefight.
The sound of their bedroom door opening drew their attention. In the doorway, little Emily stood clutching her favorite stuffed fish with tears running down her eyes. "Emily? Whats wrong?" asked Chase sitting up. "I had a bad dream daddy." she said sniffling. "Aww, come here sweatness." Chase said holding out his arms.
Emily ran into her father's arms allowing him to lift her onto the bed between him and Jack. "Hay squirt, so what's this about a bad dream?" asked Jack while she ruffled the little girl's hair. Emily sniffed again, "There were big monsters. They were taking people, and burning their homes."
Chase and Jack gave each other startled looks. "What did these monsters look like?" asked Chase. Emily clutched her fish tighter, "They were big...bigger than auntie EDI. And they looked like the cuddle-fish that me and Athena read about in school."
Every curse humanly concieved rang out in Chase's mind. His youngest daughter was having nightmares about the Reapers. But how? Everything that was found out about the Reapers wasn't given out like normal data.
Chase rested upright against the pillows with Jack, Emily curled in the middle between them. "You can sleep with us tonight. We'll keep the monsters away." he said gently. Emily snuggled in and yawned. "I love you daddy. I love you mommy." "Sleep tight Emily." Jack said kissing the little girl on the head.
She fell asleep moments later. Chase looked at Jack, "I don't know what to do. I can't even keep the bastard's out of my own daughter's dreams." he said in frustration. "She's strong babe, she takes after her dad afterall." Jack said with a smirk. Chase smiled, "Yah, and Athena takes after her grandma Samara"
They shared a laugh, but Chase got serious again. "I'm scared Jack. I don't know how to keep them safe when the shit hits the fan." Jack reached over and strocked his face, "I'm scared too Chase. I've never felt this helpless since my time in the Teltin facility."
Chase held her hand in his own, "Then we'll face the future when it comes. We'll all have to stand together when it's time. I just hope that it's enough."
The couple barely got any sleep that night, too many thoughts about what could happen in the near future tainted their every thought.
X
The next morning, Chase saw that the girls were off to school before heading back into the house. Jack sat on a bar stool drinking a brand of energy drink that she had been addicted to for the past two months. The news was on the main vid-screen but nothing of any importance has being broadcasted.
"The day is ours." Chase said making himself a cup of coffee. "We got plans?" asked Jack as she crumpled up the empty can with her biotics and flung it across the room into the trash bin. "Got a message the other day that our new armor and weapons arrived. We should get them so that we can test'em out." said Chase downing his drink in two gulps.
Jack hoped off the stool, "Then lets go. I wanna see what I'm going to use to blow dumb fucks apart." "Uh, Jack?" said Chase pointing at her. Jack looked down, she was still in her nightware. A skin tight black tanktop and a pair of leg hugging crimson shorts that stretched down to the tops of her knees.
She shrugged, "It's comfortable. And you know you love the way my ass looks in this." she said with a predatory grin. Chase looked down at said ass and whistled, "Hot damn." Jack rolled her eyes and chuckled, "Horny fucker." "Wasn't it you who ripped my pants off and rode me while I was trying to drive us through the mountains a few weeks ago?" Chase fired back.
Jack flipped him the finger, "Didn't hear you complaining piss-ant." Chase smirked, "Kinda hard to when your hot and horny girlfriend's riding you like a horse at the Kentucky dirby."
The woman biotic rolled her eyes again and headed for the door. "Lets go before I throw you into town." Chase laughed and grabbed his denam jacket off of the table before heading out the front door with her.
X
Geno city hadn't changed much in the time that had past. However, Chase was looked upon as a hero in the eyes of the colonists ever since he liberated the colony from the Blue Suns.
As the couple walked through town he recieved several waves and smiles from the people they passed by on the street. "I'm not use to this kind of attention." Chase whispered to Jack as they headed to the armory down the block. Jack shrugged, "They gave you a house and practically kiss the ground you spit on. I say go with the flow."
Chase looked down at Jack, "Have I told you how much I love you today?" Jack sighed, "Don't start that. Cheesy romance lines like that aren't you." Chase held up his hands, "Alright, alright. Sorry babe." "Forgiven, now move your ass! I wanna get my new guns." she replied moving a little quicker to the shop.
The armory shop was a small set up, but the owner was good at aquiring any kind of weapon or armor system that a buyer wants. It wasn't hard to find out that he had various people in the black market to turn to to get ahold of the more 'questionable' products.
They stepped into the shop and were greeted by the old Turian who owned the place. "Chase my boy! And the lovely Jack too. I bet your here for your orders." "You got it Zel." said Chase. Zel went into the back room and came out wheeling two large crates. "It was hard finding the materials, and I had to ask a few of my 'associates' to find the others and put them all together. But it was definately worth it in the end."
Chase opened the two crates, one held two sets of armor. One was a full set of medium armor that was black with navy blue trim. The other was crimson with black trim, but there was only the chest and leg sections to it.
Both suits were built to help bolster both biotic's powers while at the same time giving them near complete control. The suits also had stronger shields and had strong armor plating that was light enough to not hinder speed. There was also mini-medigel dispencers integrated into the systems if the suit were to be breached and a round got through.
The other crate held custom made weapons made exactly to Chase's and Jack's liking. For Chase, there was a battle rifle with a more powerful scope. Two Locust machine pistols. And a brand new Incisor sniper rifle. Jack had an Evicerator shotgun, a Phalanx hand cannon and a Tempest machine pistol.
All of the weapons had been upgraded so that they could feed their biotics into them and allow them to fire powerful projectiles called warp rounds. Said rounds could shatter shields, barriers, and flesh with ease.
Jack whistled, "Damn Zel, thats some nice hardware." "I only ask for the best for those who fought for all our safety." said the old Turian with his mandables flared in a grin. "What do we owe you?" asked Chase. "It wan't easy getting all of this together my boy. I'm sorry, but 400,000 credits is what I'll have to charge you." said the old Turian.
Chase brought out a credit chit and handed it to Zel who looked shocked as he scanned it. "Paid in full...damn. I never thought you were that loaded." Jack gave Chase a look, "It's what was left that Cerberus paid us. Decided to make them flip the bill for us so we wouldn't have to touch our own creds." Chase explained.
Jack laughed, "Crafty, I'm rubbin off on you baby." Chase gave her a quick peck on the cheek, "I learn from the best."
X
A while later, Chase and Jack were walking into the local bar called 'The Hole' wearing their new armor and weapons. They were very comfortable pieces of armor, and the two biotics felt as though they could take on the verse.
"Hay Saleem, need a round over here." said Chase as he and Jack sat at the bar. The Salarian bartender came over to them and poured a couple of drinks. "Been a while Chase. What have you been up to?" asked Saleem. "Being a parent, a boyfriend, you know. Living the dream." replied the freelancer downing his shot.
"You know, there were a couple of guys here asking about you the other day." said Saleem as he cleaned a glass. "These assholes have names?" asked Jack as she downed her drink and motioned for another.
"They didn't leave any names, but from the looks of that black and white armor they wore they looked serious." Both biotics froze. "Saleem...did those guys have a symbol on their armor?" asked Chase.
Saleem thought to himself a moment, "Now that you mention it, yeah they did." Chase brought up his omni-tool which projected a specific insignia. "Thats the one. You guys know them?" asked the bartender.
They didn't answer, instead the couple lept from the bar and bolted out the door and down the street to Athena and Emily's school as fast as their biotics could take them.
They needed to take out the Cerberus agents before they got to the girls.
A/N: For the record, like many of you I know for a fact that the ending to ME3 left ALOT to be desired and I'm intending to fix that for the better in this fic like many of my fellow Authors have done.
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