Episode 2: The Corpse Bride
John started to run deeper into the forest at the moment he saw the mysterious banshee crawling out from the dirt. During the Reaper War, he killed hundreds of thousands, but now, he was unarmed. For him, it was a nightmare. The banshee just followed him, slowly teleporting from one location to another. The metal floor of the forest was slippery, so at one point, John almost fell, but he could keep his balance.
Fortunately, he arrived to the markets. A lot of people were walking or just looking at the stores. In front of Shepard, there was the Rodam Expeditions. He remembered that he endorsed them, and the old turian might be able to help. Quickly running into the store, he exclaimed, "Help! A banshee's following me!"
The shopkeeper turian just looked at him, with his eyebrow-looking thing raised. Shepard turned to the entrance to the shop, but didn't saw the banshee. He let out a sigh, and then heard screaming behind him, so he turned scared.
The banshee was standing there, behind the counter, and screamed again. She quickly reached out for Shepard, you tried to run away, but the banshee's claws already got hold.
"You may kiss the bride." The banshee screamed, while she tried to meld with Shepard, who passed out.
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"Promise me, that we'll get old together. Promise me you'll never leave me."
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"He must've fainted!" The banshee screamed, as Shepard regained his consciousness. He wasn't on the Citadel anymore; the area looked like Omega's slums.
"He's still soft!" A vorcha said, and started to poke the human at his belly.
"Looks like you've got yourself a breather!" A cannibal said, while looking deep into Shepard's eyes. The cannibal opened its mouth, and leaned closer to Shepard. But as its face touched Shepard's, another banshee appeared.
"Does he have a dead brother?" She asked. The other banshee screamed at her, then sent a biotic shockwave at her, what sent her flying off from the platform they were on.
When realizing what's happening, Shepard wanted to back up, but he was leaning toward a wall, so he couldn't go anywhere.
"A toast, then!" A husk said, while raising his glass. Another husk did so, "To the newlyweds!"
Shepard was confused. When he was able to speak, he said, "Newlyweds?"
"Oh, in the woods, you said your vows so perfectly," she screamed, then showed a ring on her claws.
"I did…" Shepard asked himself, and then hit the counter with his head in denial, "Wake up! Wake up!" He screamed, as somebody approached him.
"Welcome, welcome; coming through, coming through!" A voice said. When Shepard looked up, he saw a female quarian arriving with a plate in her hand, "My name is Tali, and I will create your wedding feast!" She said with enthusiasm.
"What?" Shepard asked, but was interrupted by a small salarian, coming out from the banshee's eye.
"A wedding feast; could run tests on the food, if needed. Did test on seashells, could help with creating perfect cake. Also, hope it won't create another genophage." He quickly said.
"Salarians, hehehe," The banshee said, with fake laughing, and trying to cover her black eye. Shepard froze in place, and tried to say something, but couldn't.
Shepard tried to go somewhere, but he didn't know where, this place seemed new to him. The tripped over something, and grabbed a husk's arm to not fall over. When regaining his balance, he quickly grabbed the husk, and said, "I've got a…", and held him as a shield, "A husk. I want some questions, now!"
"Answers! I think you mean answers." The husk said.
"Thank you, yes, answers. I need answers!" He said, and then looked around the room. "What's going on here," he asked, while looking at two marauders, playing billiards. "Where am I," he asked, as he looked to the banshee. "Who are you?"
Everybody got quiet in the corridor, even the vorcha were looking in silence. The banshee opened her mouth to scream something, but a marauder interrupted her.
"Let me introduce myself. I'm Garrus Vakarian, and I'd like to tell you a very interesting story," he said, with a characteristic voice of a marauder. "And it's about none other than your lovely new wife." He said, then signaled to some other marauder over by an omni-tool, and music started playing.
"This is gonna' be good!" The husk in Shepard's hand said, startling the human, dropping the husk.
"A tragic tale of romance, passion, and murder with a giant perfectly calibrated gun."
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Author's note: Thanks for everyone who read this little story so far. If you can, please review, favorite and follow the story! I'm trying to update every other day. And for those wondering about the character tags: who do you think the banshee is? And Harbinger will be back, along with some of his friends, so don't expect a canon Corpse Bride story.