A/N: Chapter two, it's getting kinda interesting now, a plots starting to appear :P this one's pretty damn violent, with a *shudders* rape scene...Avert your eyes if you...(I can't really say if you don't like it can I now?)...If you're not as sick as the rest of us? Oh, and all my stuffs un-beta'd, so point out any mistakes please :)

Two.

06/15/2170 0930 Hours. Near Mindoir – Eclipse Registered B92 Light Cruiser 'Matriarchs' Ascension' – Attican Traverse.

"Right! Listen up!" Captain Wasea stood at the head of a long table, eight figures sat around it. Wasea looked toward the four sitting on the right side of the table. "Ledanta, Hawke, Clark and Walker, you're with me..." She twisted her head to the left. "Malon, James and Rodriguez...You're with Enyala." A Salarian and two humans nodded in turn as Wasea moved to the right to join her team.

Enyala, the Asari with the white facial markings stood and moved to the fore of the table. "We're being paid a LOT of money for this, the Batarians want this to go off without a hitch, they need to be able to get in without trouble and not have to worry about reinforcements until the scheduled patrols...That's where we come in." She gestured to her squad. "We need to get into the town and destroy the electrical systems and generators."

"And we..." Wasea spoke up. "...We will destroy their long range satellite uplink; it's stationed behind a farm outside of the town so it should be relatively undefended...Oh, and once we drop, everything's a go, we'll have thirty minutes before the Batarians being attacking, so don't fuck this up. Okay?" The room responded with a collection of 'yes captains'. "Get to the drop ship then, lift off's in five, you're piloting, Walker."

"Captain." The man saluted as he followed the rest of the team out of the briefing room and toward the hanger.

The arrival of Humans had boosted the ranks of Eclipse by nearly threefold. Due to that most squads found themselves with two to three Humans, usually male. They were good fighters but rather hormonal at times, which could be either annoying or interesting, that's why Salina liked Humans, and she found them fascinating. Salina fell in behind the rest of the teams as they made their way to the drop ship; it was a small civilian model they had purchased especially for this mission, they didn't want to be landing in a military craft after all. The cruiser would stay out of radar range until the team had destroyed the satellite installation. The nine Eclipse scrambled into the ship and strapped themselves into various seating fixtures they'd had loaded. The Human, Walker, climbed into the cockpit, booted up the engines and donned a headset.

"Everybody belted in?"

"We're in, 0940 everybody, 30 minutes starting now..." Wasea's voice boomed across the channel. "...Kick the door Walker."

The pilot flipped a switch and the hangar bay doors slid open under the ship, there was a violent lurch as the docking clamps released it, followed by the whooping of the troops as high gravitational forces lifted them from their seats and they drifted planet side.

06/15/2170 0950 Hours. 'H3LIUM' Gas Station, 3k from Armagh (Human Settlement) – Mindoir – Attican Traverse.

The Human Helium 3 corporation 'H3LIUM' had opened up thousands of gas stations like this one on human colonies, they would be simple, two pumps usually, a shop and a garage, people that lived closer to stations like this one would use them for almost everything, food, gas, repairs. A small man worked in the shop here, and two mechanics in the garage. The arrival of a group of aliens would soon change their lives.

"Twenty cigarettes and a bottle of Vodka too bud."

A small Human fumbled around behind the counter before slamming a bottle and packet onto the counter. "Thirty creds." A credit chit found its way into the man's hand; he scanned it and passed it back. "Thanks man, see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow Marty." The customer was a tall man, he wore a pair of scruffy jeans and a black t-shirt, a blue cap covered most of his messy blonde hair. He stood to the side to let two Asari pass, before leaving the building. He climbed into a farming pickup and lit up a cigarette.

"Hmm...Asari. Can I help you?" The man behind the counter asked, fidgeting slightly.

"Ah, yes, we landed near here, our ships damaged and we need to get back home, is there any way we can contact off world?" The Asari that spoke had red tattoo's covering her face.

"Uhh...We do have a satellite but it's for emergency use only."

The second Asari moved forward. "This is an emergency! We really need to get home!"

Marty leaned back on his heel. "How much do you need to get home?"

The Asari pair looked from one another and back to Marty. "We'd be very appreciative."

"Oh? Care to show me?" He pushed a button on a remote and the neon 'open' light turned to 'closed' Marty happily strode into a back office, followed by the Asari pair. He was already half naked when they caught up with him. "If you're quick you might be able to follow Shepard out there, the satellites on his farm after all, just tell him Marty said it's okay." A smirk spread across his face.

"Thank you very much Marty."

Two silenced shots ripped through his chest, followed by one to the head. His lifeless form dropped to the floor with a thud, blood and brain matter splattering the office.

"Right, come on Ledanta, we've got fifteen minutes to get this done!"

The Asari ran out of the gas station and jumped into an all terrain vehicle that they had hijacked on the way, the three males of their team were already waiting; Hawke was in the driving seat. "Where to?"

"Follow him!" Salina pointed to the disappearing pickup belonging to this 'Shepard'.

Hawke bounced on the pedal and sped after the human pickup, another vehicle was close behind them. "Enyala's got a car."

"Good, at least we're all on time for now."

The bodies of two human mechanics slowly joined in the decomposing with Marty in the shop, their bodies left to rot in the garages working pit. The very vehicle they had been working on stolen before their cold, dead eyes.

"Any trouble En?" Wasea had pushed a transmitter into her ear.

"Two humans, no trouble, Malon took care of them..." She sniggered down the mic. "Nobody suspects a Salarian."

"Hah, they never do." The pickup they were following turned in and began its way down a long dirt road toward a large farm house. "We're turning here En, rendezvous in fifteen minutes." And with that they turned into the trail and toward the house.

Shouting could be heard from inside the house as Wasea and Ledanta rapped impatiently on the door, the other three of their teammates had hidden behind the van and would move up to the door when the Asari were inside. Having two Asari would probably seem okay, but two Asari and three well built human males would look a bit suspicious.

"Okay okay, I'm coming."

The door swung open to reveal a red haired woman on the inside staring at them. She blinked in surprise when she saw who her visitors were. "Uhm...Can I help you?"

Salina smiled. "Hello, Marty told us that we could use your satellite uplink, with your permission too of course, we really need to get home and our shuttles broken down."

"Oh, y—yes, the controls are in the basement, come through." She beckoned for the Asari to follow her through the house; the rest of their team moved up to the door as it closed. "Sorry it's a bit messy in here." A chair was overturned, a holo frame smashed on the floor...And an ominous looking baseball bat propped against a wall. The man they had followed was stood in the kitchen, chugging clear liquid from a large bottle. The red haired woman squeezed out a strained smile. "Jim, can you show our guests to the controls please?" She fidgeted slightly as she said it.

The man opened a door and stepped down a flight of stairs without a word, Wasea followed him. Salina and the woman stood in silence for a few seconds before she noticed a bruise blossoming across the woman's left cheek. "I know this isn't my place to say but...Is something the matter?"

The woman reeled back and reached for her cheek. "Uh—No, it was an accident!"

"Does he beat you?"

The red head sobbed a little.

"It's okay...He'll be dead by now."

Shepard's wife immediately looked up, fear in her eyes. "Wha—What!"

"It's okay." Salina smiled, before swinging the baseball bat into the side of the woman's head; she dropped to the floor like a ragdoll, banging her head on a counter as she did and grasping around for something to save her. She gasped out loudly as another blow shattered her ribs, puncturing a lung as they smashed. Salina grabbed the flailing woman by a leg and dragged her to the centre of the room before resuming the beating, blow after blow, breaking bone after breaking bone the assault continued, until the woman was laying in a pool of her own blood, body mangled and face disfigured. Her eyes stared coldly at her twitching fingers; the last response from her destroyed form. Saline wiped a splodge of blood from her face and sneered at her work.

A scream erupted from the stairs leading to the second floor; Salina caught a glimpse of a figure looking at the corpse in the kitchen before disappearing into an upstairs room. Hawke and Clark burst into the house, they caught Salina's gaze and pounded up the stairs, Walker entered last and moved into the kitchen to admire the Asari's handiwork. "Ouch...Why did she deserve fucking up so bad?"

Salina shrugged. "She was weak." And with that she followed after the other two men.

Salina entered the door frame of the room the men had entered and surveyed the scene. Another red haired human was on the floor and backed into a corner by the two men, she winced and coughed as a boot found its way into her stomach, she was plain but would be pretty if not for the black eye she was developing, and young, sixteen at the oldest, she showed no fear in her eyes though, they were fiery and rebellious.

Clark smirked. "Oooh, such fire in those eyes! Let's see if we can't extinguish it eh?" He picked the girl up by the neck and pushed her against the wall, her feet kicked as she writhed and gasped for air. "Lina, how long we got?"

Salina stepped out of the room and looked down the stairs. "Boss!"...No reply. "Boss!"

"What?" Wasea's voice came in response.

"How long?"

"What?"

"Time, how much time do we have?"

"Uhh...about eight minutes! Why?"

"We found a girl up here; I think the boys want to have some 'fun'!"

Salina heard Wasea sigh from the kitchen. "Fucking Humans. Tell them to hurry up!"

She moved back into the door frame. "Eight minutes boys, be quick about it."

"Hah, eight minutes is fine." Clark threw the girl across the room; she landed roughly on her bed and struggled to face her attackers.

She screamed and kicked as they ripped her clothes off. "GET OFF ME! GET THE FUCK OFF ME!"

"So vocal!" Hawke laughed.

Salina took another look at the girl; tears were streaming down her face as the men forced her into position. "I'll be outside..." She saw Clark spit on his hand and rub it along her 'prize'. She stepped from the room and leaned against the wall.

She stood for a few seconds before an animalistic yelp burst from what Salina guessed was the girl. "Oops, Hah." Clark chuckled. "She's a virgin...So tight!" the sound of flesh on flesh grew louder as the assailant picked up a rhythm.

About a minute passed before Hawke shouted out. "Fucking bitch!" There was a thump and a sharp cry. "She fucking bit me!" Salina peeked into the room. The girl was bent over on her bed; Clark was thrusting into her virgin hole from behind. Saliva poured from the girl's mouth as Hawke pushed himself into the back of her throat. He pulled out and laughed, the teen was bleeding from her nose and a cut above her eye by now. "Hey Clark! I heard these colonial farmers love it in the ass!"

Salina rolled her eyes, she had been wondering when this was coming.

"Move out the way Clark, I wanna get in somewhere!"

Clark groaned in pleasure. "Move where?"

"Go underneath or something."

The man turned around and slid under the girls legs so that they were face to face, her tears dropped onto chin and her small breasts swayed before him as he pushed into her again.

Hawke moved into the position that Clark had held, he grabbed his saliva covered muscle and slid it against the girls other hole, before pushing in violently. He wasn't a big man but Salina knew that it hurt when just inconsiderately rammed in. She smiled to herself though, Asari didn't really have a sex drive, they could feel compelled into pleasuring their partners, but usually not themselves, she found it fascinating that other races had the urge to force themselves upon people to relieve themselves. She knew she shouldn't be smiling, but then again, what did she care for this girl, her parents are dead; she's soon to be dead so it would just be a waste of time if she did care, so she decided not to care and simply stood back and watched as the girl was gang raped by her squad members.

After the men had had their way with her they had pulled their pants up and headed downstairs as if nothing had happened. Salina approached the girl who was curled up against a wall, rocking slowly and crying. Saline knelt down before her and slowly pulled the girls hands away from her battered face. Her eye socket was bruised; nose broken and numerous cuts adorned her face, a thick pinkish liquid oozed out from between her legs and was pooling up the floor. Her clothes were so torn that she may as well have not been wearing any. The girl looked up at Salina, her green eyes so piercing; Salina glanced away before squeezing her right index finger. A shot burst through the girl's stomach where Salina had buried her pistol, she cried out in pain shortly before her eyes rolled to the back of her head and body went limp. Salina wiped her pistol on the remnants of the girl's clothes, brought herself to her feet, straightened herself out and left the room without another look.

A/N: I really disliked writing that scene, but it IS toward the plot, it's not just some random sick horrible disgusting act...