Chapter 1

Why is it that whenever someone says "with all due respect," they really mean "kiss my ass?"

Spectre Agent Ashley Williams.

File No. 2, 2:10, The Citadel.

JS: "I was born April the 11, 2154 on Mindoir a small border colony in the Attican Traverse, it was predominantly an agri colony growing crops and herding livestock for the bigger colony's closer to earth."

MD: "And what sort of upbringing did you have there?"

JS: "It was a hard life but an honest one my mother and father owned a small farm just outside the village where I went to school, it was hard work, early in the morning from the age of seven me and my father would get up at six in the morning check on the machinery make sure the water dispensers were working, run repairs and pretty much any maintenance work that needed done. My father was a good honest hard working man who wanted the best for his family.

MD: "What about your mother?"

JS: "She was the glue that held us together I remember her having dinner ready for me after school a steaming pile of fresh food most of it from our own farm the rest from the market in town. All this to prepare me for more work after dinner, she was a loving caring woman there was nothing that could make her frown she would always have a smile or an encouraging comment to get me and dad through the day. Then came the raid…"

MD: "I can stop the interview if you'd like Shepard"

JS: "No its fine I have mourned already for my family and friends I have accepted what happened.

JS: " I was young only fourteen when the batarian pirates attacked Mindoir, I woke to the smell of smoke and the sound of screaming I left my room still in my pj's and entered the kitchen where my parents were arguing. My dad had a gun in his hand and was shouting saying he had to join the rest of the militia defend the town, my mother begged him not to go saying that the Alliance will come that all he had to do was stay here and protect his family, my father swore and said nobody is coming and that he loves her, he opened the door and left. That was the last time I saw my father, my mother turns to me and ushers me back to my room I refuse and state that I want to help. Just before my mother can say anything to me we are rocked by an explosion. We are blown back several feet, by the time my vision cleared all I could see were boots and all I could hear was the harsh language of the batarians, three of them had entered the ruins of my home, my mother was lying on her back with numerous pieces of glass In her throat and face….she was dead. When the pirates realised I was awake they picked me up and dragged me to a nearby shuttle, I was still dazed from the explosion and the last things I saw were the dead bodies of my friends lying in the street the village on fire and the screaming…..the screaming didn't stop until the shuttle door closed on me.

MD: "Why didn't the alliance come the colony's aid?"

JS: "They did but they arrived too late to stop the pirates, they left with the slaves that they had taken, including myself."

MD: "Was there any reason for such a large scale attack on a human colony world?"

JS: "It was in response to aggressive human expansion in the Skyllian Verge."

MD: "So what happened after you were taken by the pirates".

JS: "Me and three other colonists I didn't know were sold to an illegal mining corporation called Eskiva on the planet of Nar Hadda. When we arrived we were struck by how huge it was, hundreds of thousands of slaves from all different species were working in the mine. We operated the machinery for thirteen hours a day than half an hour lunch than sleep. Once I started work in the mine I didn't see sun until I was liberated five years later.

MD: "What happened to the three other colonists that were with you?"

JS: "They died on the fifth day operating an out of date laser drill it exploded right in front of them. Nar Hadda mine was hell on earth over three hundred prisoners died each day from accidents, mistreatment by guards, riots, sickness or malnourishment.

,MD: "How did you survive this?"

JS: "I was teamed up with another guy the same age as me his name was Otto Malarky, he came from earth, ran with a gang call the tenth street reds there, he taught me how to defend myself and in return I taught him to read, his lessons were just me scratching the symbols into the dirt and trying my best to teach him, we became like brothers and always had each others back. One day another prisoner tried to steal our food, Otto and I leapt on him and stabbed him to death, our actions caught the attention of the guards and another prisoner called Patrick. Just before the guards could get to us Patrick swoops in says a few quick words to the guards and they back off dragging the corpse of the prisoner we killed behind them.

MD: "That was unexpected Shepard…."

JS: "When I was in that place I was in no way the man you see before you, you had to be someone else to survive, a cold hearted killer preferably.

MD: "So who was this Patrick?"

JS: "He was the head of the Nar hadda chapter of "The Battering Rams" a prison gang that operates in prisons in over three systems and members not in jail run smuggling and vice operations in those same systems".

MD: "I've heard of them they claim you were once a member"

JS: "I was, me and Otto were offered a place in the rams, all we'd have to do once we took the ink was follow orders and our stay in hell would be a lot easier."

MD: "I take it you and Otto took their offer?"

JS: (Shepard rolls up the sleeve of his right arm revealing the image of a rams head) "It was a human only gang it ran smuggling rackets in the slave mine getting stuff in from our brothers outside, we killed guards and inmates people wanted dead, but the rams specialty was punishment sentences."

MD: "What were punishment sentences?"

JS: "Someone would want another person to suffer, that person might have ripped him off in some business venture or killed his or her partner it didn't matter, that person was taken to Nar hadda by slavers paid to take him there. Than once he's in the mines it was our turn. The rams even had a song that we all learnt when we joined, it was meant to keep our mind focused on the job.

MD: "Could you perhaps sing it for me?"

JS: "Of course, I don't think it's something anyone could forget"

JS: "We stabs ' em,

We fights ' em

Cripples ' em

Bites ' em

No rules for our mayhem.

You pay us , we slays ' em

Pay us a visit,

The Battering Rams.'

MD: "Wow Shepard I had no idea your life in prison was like this, we were always taught that you just survived until you were liberated. May I ask how many people did you kill for the rams during your five years with them?".

JS: "I killed five, Otto killed eleven. That's only taking into account the people we killed on jobs there were four others I killed in riots and fights over turf with other gangs in the mine.

MD: "So by the time you tuned nineteen you had killed nine people?"

JS: "That is correct".

MD: "Shepard I must say I was not expecting this"

JS: "You wanted the truth Mr Davin I am giving you it"

MD: "My apologies commander please continue"

End of File 2.

( I Hope my shepherd is taking shape please review and tell me what you think and if you want MD to ask a question just send me a message and I will slip it in there. Until next time.)