NOTE: THIS AUTHORS NOTE MAY HAVE SOME SPOILERS SO BE WARNED

Sorry I took soooo long, I hope you may find it in your hearts to forgive me, alas I have a life outside of fan-fiction, regrettably, and with the seasons, finals, and job hunting I haven't been able to churn out as much work as possible.

However I will make it my goal to update more regularly because 15 reviews for one chapter does things to mans confidence, and work-ethic.

Also as you may have noticed this chapter is much longer than the last one, as every chapter from this point on will be 6000-7000 roughly give or take a few exceptions like this.

With that out of the way enjoy.


Slowly I opened my eyes, or at least I think I did; all I could see was utter darkness.

-SUIT INTEGRITY CRITICAL. ATTEMPTING TO REPAIR SYSTEMS. REPAIR SYSTEM INITIATED. STANDBY- spoke the suit, although I ignored it focusing on regaining my vision first just as the darkness began to slowly fade away.

The first thing I noticed was a bright light, but judging from they way my body felt I must be sitting.

I couldn't hear anything for a couple of moments, then until I slowly began to hear fuzzy, and unclear mumbling, damn the suit must really be taking its time.

"Jesus, is this guy even human, I mean he's got the body of a well-built human male, but its filled with synthetic elements, Nanites. Look at the flow of nano-bots flowing throughout his system, their increasing its effectiveness, and look... the muscle cells, the Nanites are actually increasing muscle density and strength." added spoke a voice

"From his nerves, blood cells, you name it. Everything about him has been augmented beyond humanly possible. Amazing." added the voice.

"This suit must really be something huh?" spoke a voice, another male obviously, although from the tone of his voice I was sure he was young

Sure is, you just have to know what your giving up.

"Yeah, no wonder The illusive man wants it so badly; with it maybe the council will start paying more attention to humans." said another one, once again male, but noticeable older due to the gruffness in his voice.

"Hey what did happen to the Nano suits? I mean if they're that friggen' powerful why doesn't Cerberus just make more?" asked the younger one.

"Didn't you pay attention in history? Near the beginning of the Ceph-Human war, during the New York invasion, Roosevelt Island was basically leveled by the Ceph, and as it turns out Jacob Hargreave the creator of the Nano-suits was on the island when it was destroyed, so there went the creator of the Nano-suits "explained the older one, guessed he payed attention in his-

Wait history?!

Dammit it all.

As more of my vision came steadily back to me and the first thing I noticed was that the HUD was scrambled.

I was able to block out the bright light, and focus on the two men in front of me, both getting medical-esque tools no doubt for the suit removal,

-SUIT REPAIR AT 25%-

"I still don't get how the Nano-suit was lost though? I mean even if Hargreave died wouldn't someone have the data to make more?" once again asked the younger male, smart one that one.

"Because Roosevelt Island held all of the Nano-suit data, how to make it, the materials needed, etc; turns out Hargreave didn't trust anyone, especially the governments of that time, with that kind of information so the man took it to his grave. This and the fact that the Army at the time stopped funding the Nano-suit project, because of the fact that it didn't pass the safety tests." Replied the older one, just as I steadily re-gained the ability to move my head, which went unnoticed by them.

"Yeah, but didn't the Koreans make a Nano-suit to?" commented the younger male.

"Yup, they first deployed em 'at Lingshan; although they weren't as advanced the American made ones, ironic right. Well, it turns out that the suits were only deployed at Lingshan, and because most of the forces died on Lingshan no one ever reported their functionality." I began to move my fingers, making only small twitches at first.

"Eventually, The Koreans lost interest in them too, mainly due to the time needed to make them, and the safety tests have failed as well, , and Hargreave stole all data on their Nano-suits, he was pissed that someone had given the Koreans the info needed to make Nano-suits, leaving only a handful of Nano-suit users left, ol'Prophet being one of 'em" Oh joy.

"And back when C.E.L.L. almost had control of the world C.E.L.L. hunted down the last Nano-suit users, and 'skinned' them, tearing the suits right off of them; most of the suit-users died, the skinning process was like ripping an arm off of yourself. Although some of the old history books mentioned some of them lived" explained the older man, and damn did he pay attention to detail, of course he forgot good 'ole Psycho.

"Well what happened to them?The suit users" asked the young man.

"No one knows, but its assumed that they were lost after Prophet destroyed the New York Nano-dome, but I heard some took the fight back to Lingshan." explained the Older-man, before his eye got a suggestive look to them.

"But, well, you wanna the real reason why they never tried to get the Nano-suit program back up?" asked the older man.

-SUIT REPAIR AT 48%- come on keep on talking just a little more time

"But, well, you wanna the real reason why they both canceled the Nano-suit program?" asked the older man.

"How come?" replied the young man, obvious wanting to know judging by the tone of his voice.

"Because overtime the suits didn't just stay suits, they merged with the users, turning them into something else entirely. Look at Prophet heart and lungs are broken, near destroyed, spinal damage, vocals damn near non-existent the guys a corpse, but the suit made him into a fricken' living weapon, he took out god knows how many Ceph, and the C.E.L.L. forces, it's unbelievable, but like I said it turned him into something else; you don't get power like that without paying some price" damn right, the suits bonded with their users melding to their flesh, taking over simple tasks such as breathing, urinating, and the like.

Unless, of course, you had an under suit like Prophet did.

"But should we really be doing this? I mean I know he's dead but, he's Prophet for crying out loud; the man practically saved the world from the Ceph and C.E.L.L. he's not just a hero, he's THEE hero." asked the younger male, nice to see someone has respect for the dead.

"I know he did, any human with any self-respect knows that, but he's dead, there's no point in grieving for someone who's been dead for almost one-hundred, and tweny-seven years; 'sides I have orders directly from the The Illusive Man, get the suit off of him, and send it in to get examined. After that they'll give his body back to the Alliance." replied the older one as he grabbed what looked like a laser scalpel, the tip of which became an orange-red color, obviously being extremely hot; extreme heat was very useful in removing a nano-suit from someone.

But not today.

-SYSTEM OVERRIDE-

Come on just about there, I thought to myself, as the suits HUD was still scrambled, but I managed to get the power system again, although it flickered from 100% to various other percentages.

Just then the older man began to press the scalpel into my chest.

I suddenly felt the laser scalpel upon my Nano chest. Hurry, at least give me some protection.

-MAXIMUM ARMOR-

With that thought the suits power was diverted to the CryFibril nano-muscle to protect me from the laser scalpel by tightening of the suit's outer weave and increasing suit armor density.

This caused a slight blue-glow to flow through the suit's fibers as it channeled power dampening energy.

As a result of the maximum armor, the scalpel broke causing them both look back in surprise, obviously not knowing that my suit was very much functional.

"It can't be… dear god… get Banes he needs to know about-GRPHH!" choked the older man as right my hand sprung from the chair, and coiled around his neck, his hands frantically trying to get my grip to release, and just like that the suits energy faded. What the hell.

"Sorry, I don't like the idea of being cut open" I said to him in Prophets Voice, lifting the man clear off his feet, fear, and nervousness obviously coursing through him.

Quickly I glanced around the room, it looked like a medical room, although much more advance; holo graphic monitors, or at least that's what I thought they were, holo-graphic keyboards, and a machine that had my vital systems just by my presence on the table.

Guess I really was in the future, or the suit is giving me a very realistic dream.

I'd go with the latter.

"Where am I?" I asked the man releasing my grip slightly as to allow him to properly answer me, bringing him closer to my helmet, letting him stare directly into my red-visor.

"S-security! Subject Prophet is awake! I repeat Prophet is awake w-GRRAH!" shouted the younger man upon he smashed by the body of the older man, although not enough to kill either one of them, but sufficient enough to render them unconscious.

What was that just now that wrist thing?

Guess I'll have to ask him later.

Quickly I pulled myself from the chair, only to immediately fall to the ground on my hands, and knees, my body to used to the nano-suits power amd therefor unprepared for the weight of the suit.

-SUIT REPAIR AT 89%- Dammit hurry up,and work, I'm a sitting duck here; all the while I attempting to push myself up.

And as if the universe was giving me a further 'screw you' I heard a hiss sound, followed by several footsteps.

Glancing up I saw three humans, all in a combat armor or something, the colors being a combination of white, black, and orange; they didn't seem to be packing any serious heat on them, just pistols.

"Shit, talk about a rude Patient" commented one of them, his feet right in front of my face, which currently faced the ground, but slowly I pulled my head up, and noticed a pistol dead-center at my head.

I figured he was the leader of this three man squad; he was securing me, while the other two were checking up on the unconscious men.

"So your Prophet huh? Always figured you'd be a little taller." mused the man, his gun never moving from its deadly position, just then he pressed his right index, and middle finger to his helmet.

"I've have Prophet secured, we have two injured scientists, but no major damages. What should I do with Prophet?" He asked obviously speaking through the radio located within his helmet.

A few seconds passed, although for me they were much slower than they had to be.

-SUIT REPAIR AT 97%- hurry the FUCK up come on.

"Understood." He said, removing his hands from his helmet, glancing down at me.

"Sorry Hero, but this is the end of the line for you, no hard feelings alright? Believe me I'm a big fan." he told me in mocking sort of tone.

"Why don't you shut the fuck up, and do it already." I told him, looking up to see the barrel on the gun right in my face.

Then as he pressed on the trigger, the world began to slow down for me; so this is how it ends huh? All those battles, all the Ceph I had put down, the impossible odds I had faced, and now I get killed by some no-name jackass with a gun.

Heh, funny.

Suddenly I heard the door open, the other two guards immediately turned, and pulled out their own pistols, but before they could doing anything, they suddenly frozen in place, a blue aura surrounding their they before being shot at by whomever entered the room, after several lethal shots to the head the the aura faded, and both of the guards bodies fell lifelessly to the ground.

Then the guard who had been facing me quickly turned around, and once again the world seemingly slowed down.

-SUIT REPAIRS COMPLETE. DNA PROFILE REINITIALIZATION- spoke the suit as the hub quickly returned, the suits energy systems returning to one hundred percent just as fast.

I grinned under the helmet.

I am back bitches.

And before either the guard, or whoever entered the room could react, I jumped from my previous position, and grabbed both the sides of the the guards helmet.

With a simple twist, I twisted his head entirely backward, the sickening sound of the neck snapping filling my ears, his body shaking from the assault, before I tossed it aside as if it had been a piece of trash.

"No hard feelings alright?" I said to the now dead guard, before I glanced up to my supposed 'savior'.

Well, more like saviors.

It was a squad of three, all human, two of them female, and one of the male, all of them had assault rifles, but not any model I could recognize.

My eyes were drawn to, who I guessed was the leader of this squad judging by the way she was in-front of the others, the first woman mainly due to the fact that the aura that once surround those two guards briefly surrounded her, before fading as well.

Was she the one who caused it? If so I'd better watch what I say.

It looked as if she might have been from Caucasian descent The first thing I noticed was her hair, which was a shade of rose-red, the nose area of her face was covered in almost invisible freckles, and her eyes were a shade of green or jade, I can't really tell.

Quite the looker, if I might say.

She had an armor that was radically different than what the guards had on; hers was less bulky, and seemed to be suited for quick assault, but it had style to it, dominated heavily by black, with a white, and red line running from her right shoulder all the way down to her wrist.

What does N7 stand for I wonder?

The other two had similar armors, with the mans being slightly more bulky, and instead of the N7 symbol they had N4s' perhaps to show lower ranks.

The other woman seemed to be of African descent, her skin tone being slightly lighter than someone like Prophet, her hair was in bun as opposed to the other woman's more free hair, and she seemed to be more stern than the other two, although this could be because of the strange blue owl-goggles she had on.

The Man was also Caucasian, and strangely reminded me of Chino.

"Well, aren't you gonna introduce yourselves?" I asked them breaking the awkward silence.

"2nd Lieutenant Jane Shepard with the Alliance military, this is Service Chief Alexandra Thomas" said Jane gesturing to Alexandra, who gestured a simple hello by knocking her head back slightly.

"And Gunnery Chief Ryan Cortez" she said gesturing to Ryan.

"Pleasure to meet you sir" said Ryan, a hint of awe in his voice.

"I'm Pr-"

"Prophet, we know" spoke Alexandra cutting me completely off, heh, nice manners that one; already could tell me'an her were gonna be best friends forever.

"It seems everyone does." I said to them, while gesturing to the dead guards.

"Trust me everyone does know you, well humans anyways." said Jane, promptly tossing me the pistol that had been holster to her side, which I promptly caught.

"Kind of small, do yo-" and before I finished what I was saying, the gun suddenly unfolded, the nozzle, and the handle becoming much more appropriate to what I'm used to.

Must be how all these guns work; It was sleek, its color dominated heavily by a silver, and black scheme, with several traces of red as well.

For a pistol it was quite big, reminded me of the Majestic Mark II, wondered if it was as deadly.

"Its the M-3 Predator, a heavy pistol that's standard issue, good against armor, not so good against biotic, and kinetic barriers. By the way guns don't work how the y used to; I'll spare you a long explanation, basically guns now generate ammunition from a block of metal and fire projectiles the size of a sand grain. So you never run out of ammo, but the drawback is if you fire it too much it can cause the weapon to overheat, rendering it useless until it manages to cool down." she explained to me, kinetic, and biotic barriers? Really must have made improvements while I was gone.

"What are kinetic, or Biotic barriers?" I asked her, and she smirked slightly, the kind of smirk an adult might give when educating someone less smarter then they are... like a kid.

Oh joy.

"Kinetic barriers invisible shields that are projected from tiny emitters. These shields deflect small objects traveling at rapid velocities. This affords protection from bullets and other dangerous projectiles, but still allows the user to sit down without knocking away their chair." she said explaining it quickly.

"Alright well then whats the difference between biotic ones?" I asked

Then suddenly her entire body was covered in a blue aura.

"I am biotic; short version, think of a jedi, without a fancy sword." she answered, as the blue aura disperesed from around her body.

Then she turned around, she was more than likely gonna tell her squad what the next step was.

"Alright now if you don't have anymore questions, lets get moving; every Cerberus member on this station probably knows we're here so we need to get back to the hangers as quickly as possible. Ryan have you dealt with the camera system?" asked Shepard to which Ryan nodded, so the bastards that were trying to cut me open were from this Cerberus.

"Yes Ma'am, unless we start a firefight, or more Cerberus guards come down here, its like we're not even here." responded Ryan, I liked him already, smart kid.

"Alright." said Jane before she turned around to my direction.

"Prophet, our main objective is to get you out of here, and back to friendlier turf. Cerberus isn't stupid they're more than likely to send a team to investigate, or in the worst case, they already know we're here. So be ready for whatever they throw at us alright?" she asked/ordered me, and without control, I chuckled a little, much to her confusion.

"Believe me I'm always ready." I told her, trying my best not to sound like a cocky-mother fucker, instead she smirked in response.

"Well than lets get moving; sooner we get off this station the better." She said as her squad pulled out their weapons, nodding in response before doing so.

"Shepard, give me a sec' lets see what these bastards are up to." I told her, kneeling down to the dead guards body, and pulling of his helmet from his lifeless head.

I examined it for a moment, before finding what looked like a ear-piece located on the right side of the helmet, and pressing my fingers onto it.

-RADIO HACKING STANDBY… RADIO HACKING COMPLETE-

"This is Banes, I want every available guard at Research Wing, to immediately investigate room CR, I don't know whats happened there, but I've lost contact with both the scientists, and the guards that went their to previously investigate. Note Prophet is Alive. I repeat Prophet is ALIVE, and it appears as though he's been able to disable the Camera system Approach with extreme caution, and do not confront alone. Banes out." said a man, now know as Banes, and from the tone of his accent he was British.

"Shepard, good news, and bad news." I began.

"The good news it that they don't know you, or your team is here; bad news is that they know I'm up and walking, and their sending more forces this way to take me down." I explained to her, her face was expressionless, but I could tell she was thinking of something.

Then she brought up that strange orange-hologram arm thing, and typed something in, or at least it looked like it to me.

"There's are two elevators down the hallway at the main research wing, its our best way to reach the hangers, but chances are its where the bulk of the guards will be located; we won't be able to keep our cover if we engage them" said Shepard as her arm-thing vanished.

"Then don't, I'll take them on, you just watch my back, and give me assistance when needed." I proposed causing Ryan, and Alexandra to look at each other as if they had been listening to some lunatic.

Jane crossed her arms, and gave me that look that said "Are you fucking kiddin' me?"

"Look, you said that there are two elevators right? Each one leading to the hangar, chances are if we use either one of them, they'll send more guards our way, I can take one of the elevators to a level far from the hangar, and handle the bulk of them; I'm sure you'll be able to take care of what little forces they send, from there secure an escape vehicle, and get off this... umm... where are we at exactly" I asked her.

"In a space station within the Hades Nexus System, several thousand light-years from the Solar system." she responded, and I also wanted to scratch the back of my he-err.. nanosuit helmet.

Hades Nexus... Space Station... Why the hell didn't I figure that?

"... Right ... anyways after you secure a vehicle, I'll try to clear an evac-are for you to pick me up, and with that we'll head off from where it is you came from." I told her, only for her to simply refuse.

"Too risky, there's still the chance security might spot us, or that Cerberus might have more than enough people to send our both yours, and our way." She replied, causing me to let out a sigh of frustration at the situation.

"Remember what you told me? This place seems is more of research station then anything else, there more than likely more scientist's, and researchers than there are guards." I told her.

"At the same time I doubt the guards are going to be packing any serious heat, plus there's the advantage that Banes, who I can only guess is the head of this station, doesn't know you, or your squad even exist, and I doubt he'll put as much attention into securing you three than he will me" I explained to her, though I figured she might already know that.

"That gives you, and you squad an advantage of getting to the hanger with minimal effort." I continued as Shepard glanced briefly at the ground considering my plan.

"Yeah, but I doubt Banes will be willing to guess which elevator we're on, he'll probably shut them both down unless..." Quickly she turned her head to Ryan.

"Ryan you think you can reactivate the camera inside which ever elevator Prophet uses

It was an order.

"Fine, now clear out, we've spent to much time talkin'." she said as she turned around, and her team left the room, I followed well behind them

As we left the room, the first thing I noticed was that we were in a massive hallway, with various doors filling the passage to the end of the hallway, the end of the hallway being a door itself.

The closest thing I could compare the halls of this station to, would be the area in Roosevelt where Hargreave had attempted to remove the suit from me; overall it had that futuristic look, kinda like the ones in those sci-fi movie, and games.

Strangely many of the doors, even the one at the end of the hallway, had a red-circle esque symbol in front of them, perhaps to show that they locked, though I'm sure anyone could figure that out.

"Shepard, what is this station used for?" I asked her, passing several of the locked rooms in the process.

"Not really sure. From what Alliance Intel told us, they figure it's used to reverse engineer any tech Cerberus deems valuable, and then repurpose it for their own use, but we can't be absolutely certain" She replied honestly.

"Makes sense why they would have all these rooms locked then." I stated glancing briefly at another locked room.

"Whatever they're doing here, they won't be here for long; after we get off this station, we're blowing this place to kingdom come." Stated Alexandra, briefly glancing back at me.

"Sounds like you have a grudge against these guys?" I commented, causing her to glance back at me.

"You have no idea." She replied in a low monotone voice, devoid of any sort of emotion.

I put off the thought of asking her what Cerberus had done to her; this was neither the place nor the time, and besides I doubt she would tell me anything if I asked her.

Finally we reached the end of the hall-way, and got the last door which it also locked like the other ones, go figure.

"Ryan, can you unlock that door?" asked Shepard, as Ryan kneeled down in-front of the door, that wrist object appearing, and the red-icon turning orange as various codes began to fall into place.

"Just need'a second Shep. Hacking doors is a little more complex than, re-wiring an entire surveillance system, believe it or not." joked Ryan as more of the codes began to fall into place.

Jane nodded before she turned to face me, and Alexandra.

"Listen up, from this point on we need to maintain absolute stealth, do NOT engage the enemy unless necessary, our main objective is to give Prophet as much cover as possible without directing any attention to our location is that understood?" ordered Shepard, this question being more of an order.

"Yes Ma'am." replied Ryan, and Alexandra simultaneously.

The we heard the sound of the door open, and without wasting entered the room, quickly surveying an locations for Shepard, and her group to hide.

The door quickly opened, revealing a quite spacey room with various computers, vials, table that had strange looking tools, as well as strange looking tech, strangely however there was no-one here.

I noticed I was on a sort of up-level that overlooked the lab, there were also some stair cases to both my left, and right, which conveniently had plated railings that offered more that enough cover or Shepard's team.

But then I saw it, right in the middle of the science lab dead on a table, something I thought was nothing but a distant memory.

There, right in the middle of the entire room was the body of a dead Ceph.

Judging from the armor it was a Guardian unit; its silvery-metallic armor a cross between that of a Ceph Stalker and a Ceph Grunt but they also wore special helmets like the ones used by the Ceph Commander, and much like most ceph a Guardian Unit's tentacles protrude from their exposed area. However, their tentacles are colored black instead of pink or red.

Normally after the re-purposed spores attacked the Ceph, it heavily-damaged their tech, leaving it to crumble or rust, completely unsalvageable, so how did Cerberus get their hands on one.

-WARNING HOSTILES INCOMING-

First escape, and then ask questions.

Then the two elevators doors opened, must have been the guards, great timing.

-CLOAK ENGAGED-

With that I vanished from sight, and walked over to the railing Shepard, and her squad looking confused as to my disappearance.

There roughly a dozen of them all together, some carried with them what looked like assault rifles.

Still cloaked I activated my tactics system, I quickly tagged five of them, all were less armed then the other group, but I still shouldn't take any chances.

"Alright men listen up you heard Banes, no killing, if you spot Prophet try to take him down as quickly as possible, remember he may be cloaked, but he can't get past all of us." said who I figured was the leader.

Oh how wrong you are.

As more of the guards began to span out, I noticed that about five of them began to come near the railing, roughly 10 feet; about two of them had assault rifles, while the other three had pistols.

Moving a foot back, I jumped from the railing, quickly disengaging the nano-suits cloak mid-air

"ITS PROPHET!" yelled one of the guards as the quickly turned their guns to me, and began firing at me.

Got it covered.

-MAXIMUM ARMOR-

Now the bullets began to simply bounce off of me, eliminating the shooting issue.

And the as I began to descended downward I reeled my fist back, and fell down to the group striking the ground with a thunderous punch which not only drained the suits energies entirely, but managed to kill all of the guards simultaneously, sending their bodies flying, and causing the ground to tremble lightly.

Standing up, I quickly grasped a discard assault rifle, and began to open fire on a guard to my left, his shields quickly flaring as multiple bullets struck it, which thanks to the nano-suits enhanced strength gave me no-recoil whatsoever.

Instantly, however, I felt the some shots hit me from behind, and quickly whizzed around spotting two guards who had managed to put some space between them, and me.

Just as I began firing on them, they we're suddenly hit by that blue-force thing that surrounded Shepard, causing them to being sent into the air, before crash down upon the ground, instantly killing them.

Then the remaining two began to take cover behind a table located near the elevators, but where stopped as their entire bodies began to spazz out as if in dire pain, and before I could do anything I saw a rocket-like object fly from the railing striking them both, shredding their bodies to pieces with nothing but gory bits, and pieces left afterwards.

I turned around looking at the Shepard's squad, happy that my helmet hid my facial expressions, which would have a flabbergasted one.

Quickly I walked over to the them, they themselves walking over to me.

"Damn..." I said in awe, and really what else could I say?

"Damn yourself; I don't think I see someone dish out that much damage with their fists alone. Kinda makes me jealous that I don't have a nano-suit like yours." Shepard told me another smirk on her face.

"Nano-suit 2.0 actually, and besides, if you had waited you would've gotten a real nice show. But, I appreciate the help, its not every day you get paired up with a squad as skilled as yours" I said before I turned my head to the Ceph on the table, Shepard, and her group following suite.

"That's a Ceph isn't? Never thought I'd seen one up in real life aside from the vids." Said Shepard her voice much more serious that it had once been.

"That looks like one mean motherfucker." commented Ryan.

"Believe me its alot meaner than it looks." I replied in lower tone than I had used previously, before turning away, and walking to the elevators.

"Alright guess this is where we split." said Shepard she stepped infront of me, and pressed what I see was an elevator button, opening the door up, which instead of opening sideways, opened from the top to the bottom.

"Give me a few seconds before you use the elevator; I need to adjust the cameras to just this elevator, wouldn't want Cerberus knowing we're here too huh?" said Ryan bring up that strange arm thing again, and began press various things on it.

"Here, we'll establish a comm link, this way we can make sure we're doing good on each others side. Judging from the schematic this elevator should take you to the archives room, clear that place, and find an airlock." Shepard said her own arm thing came up, and after that she waved it her arm-thing in over me.

-RADIO LINK ESTABLISHED-

A few more moments passed, and Ryan gave a thumbs up, so I stepped into the elevator, and pressed a green button that quickly closed it, and began taking me away from the research wing.

"Control this is Banes, he got out of the research wing, and is currently in an elevator, heading to the archives, I need you to shut it down immediately, I repeat shut down the elevator, and get a team up there waiting for him. Just in case." damn this guy was starting to annoy me.

And on his command, the elevator came to a hard stop.

Looking at the elevator level, it showed that I was a floor out or two below the top floor, so I guess I had to do this the old fashioned way, I glanced up, and saw an escape hatched, and with a little jumped, and a little punch I managed to tear it right off from its place, quickly I grabbed onto the ledge of the elevator, and pulled myself up.

It was dark, scratch that, it was pitch black.

-NANO VISON ENGAGED-

With that the semi-night vision, l cleared everything, and looking nearby I saw that this was not the a single elevator, there was just five, or hell, even ten, it looked like there were hundreds of them, all leading to different floors, some moving right past, others, and looking over the edge, I could see why.

It looked like a bottomless dark abyss, even the Nano-vision couldn't see where it ended.

"Definitely do not want to fall down…" I said to myself before I turned away from the view, and looked for a path to reach the top floor.

I looked around for some a ladder, but I couldn't find anything, I guess they became obsolete.

However, my tactics system displayed a that an elevator that was nearby, could lead to the Archives, unfortunately as I turned to look at it I noticed, it was not only quite far distance away, but it was also elevated higher, perhaps by two feet.

Yet there was a chance they could break, the Nano-suit wasn't exactly a feather.

Briefly I leaned my head over, looking once again at the fall that awaited me if I failed, moving back to what little space the elevators top gave me; I shifted myself into a running position.

One… two… Three…!

With that I took off, running very shortly, in fact I only took several steps before pushing off the ledge with all the power the Nano-suit had to give, however as I moved closer to the bottom of the elevator, my arms reaching out, it felt as though I almost wouldn't reach it.

Almost.

Suddenly with a large bang I smashed into the last few ladder, bending the metal underneath me, and almost causing me not to grab onto the rungs.

The as I began climbing finally placing my left foot on the rungs, it suddenly broke, causing to squeeze harder on the rungs my hands were latched onto in order to keep myself from falling.

Glancing over my shoulder I watched at the rung descended, into the dark abyss, hitting several of the other elevators, the sound of metal smacking into metal slowly becoming more and more distance as it vanished from my sight.

I carefully kept climbing of the ladder, making sure not to repeat the same mistake, finally pulling myself up onto the top of the elevator.

Pretty sure my heart was beating like hell.

Looking around I quickly located the escape hatch of the elevator, and grabbing it with both my hands, I tore it from its place, tossing it over my shoulder.

I jumped into the elevator, shaking a bit as I landed, due to the weight from the Nano-suits, this elevator lead to the second-to-top floor; this would let me get a better vantage point, hopefully avoiding any possible confrontation with security forces.

Moving to the elevator I looked around for a way to open it, normally I would have opened it by simply prying it open with force, but this door slid up rather than to the sides, and only had one door, one that was seemingly made of glass, or a similar material.

No point in stealth right?

"Direct all power to power-mode" I ordered the suits, and soon my Nano-suit began pulsing a red color.

-MAXIMUM POWER- spoke the robotic voice of the suit.

The maximum power mode was originally a passive mode, the strength and speed of the first iteration of the Nano-suit combined into one mode in order to increase combat efficiency.

This would increase my already superhuman abilities even higher, but would consume energy at a more rapid rate.

Curling my right hand into a fist, I reeled it back and promptly punched through the elevator door; shatter the glass with ease, draining my power by about only 5%, and simultaneously setting off the alarms at the same time.

"Warning. Warning. Unauthorized personal in Archives level B-12." Spoke a feminine -esque voice, the alarm system, good, let them come.

Activating my tactics mode, it showed several guards were coming my way from the right side of the room, all of them were fully loaded, and I didn't want to waste any more time.

I smirked.

-CLOAK ENGAGED-

"Span out, locate Prophet, but do not engage." I heard one of them say.

"Why the fuck are we the only ones going after him? He's Prophet! He could take us out before we even know what happened." argued another one, the voice of reason.

"I don't know none of this makes sense; we should have just left him, and the Ceph back with the Alliance. Don't know what the Illusive Man was thinking bringing them back to here." Commented another obviously nervous, as he should be.

Whoever, Whatever this Cerberus group was, they had no idea what they had gotten their hands on.

Walking into the area, I watched them split up to cover more area, although even if they did find me, they wouldn't see me coming at them, nor would they be able to stop me for that matter.

However I knew I shouldn't get overconfident; this room wasn't as large as the lab that that I had previously been in, so I couldn't hope to use stealth here if I took anyone down I would have to be in a strategic area in order to keep a strong hold.

Plus I had to be careful this place, it had a large window system with a clear out look to space; it I wasn't in life threatening situation I might have just stood

This area was full of those strange computers, along with several more research tables all in rows of three, with about a dozen or so in each one.

Without wasting time I crouched down, and walked behind one of the tables that were located more in the back of the room, waiting for one of them to pass by.

Lucky for me one of them did, and slowly I began to trail after him as he got farther from the group sight, and finally when he got near a taller table I sprung out, quickly grabbing him by the head, and takin' him to the ground, without anyone noticing.

However, before I could kill him, he managed to fire off a single shot.

"Sonuvabitch" I muttered to myself, just as I crushed his windpipe like a twig.

"Prophet there he is!" shouted one of the guards, and without wasting anytime they all turned and began to fire on me, forcing me to take cover behind one of the research table.

Several of their bullets barely manage to whiz past my head, and as I began planning my next move, suddenly a circle like object landed on the table in front of me.

-WARNING EXPLOSIVE -

Oh, shit.

-MAXIMUM ARMOR-

I wasted no time quickly preparing myself as the grenade exploded, quickly shielding my head by raising my hands.

Luckily the suit managed to take the force of the explosion; the suits power supply was only drained by about 70%, leaving me with a bit of armor left.

As I disengaged whatever little of the armor was left, I noticed that my gun was trashed. Great.

However, I also noticed that the gun fires suddenly stopped, I guess they must have thought I was dead, glancing over the body of the man I had just killed had his body blown to bits, his arm, and legs missing with several parts of his chest, and head ripped to shreds, his entire armor covered in burnt marks.

These bastards didn't even care If or not they killed one of their own.

As the suit began to grow into the wounds, repairing any damage caused to me by the grenade, I saw on the mini-map on my HUD that the several other guards began to come to my

"Goddammit, Banes said headshots only!" barked one of them; guess I'm still important to them, to an extent.

"Fuck Banes, the Tin-Man dies now. Banes can have whatever is left, but I'm not letting this fucker live any longer." replied another guard, his voice full of contempt, and hatred.

"Dumb-ass did you forget there a window right fuckin' here! Do you want to be sucked into space!?" retorted the other

I guess he was the one that threw the grenade at me.

"Shut it. Both of you. Let's just secure him, and get this thing over with. Rico your with me we'll cover the left side, Coulson, Richard you two cover the right. Is that understood?" said another, possibly the leader of this group.

-CLOAK ENGAGED-

Let's play.

I moved from where I had once been, making sure to avoid any of the smoke, and took cover behind a table right next to the one that I had been at previously.

There were four of them, but each one was split up into pairs of two, and each duo went over the destroyed table at both the left, and right side, but they only managed to find the mangled corpse of their ally.

"Shit… he isn't here." Said the leader of the group, uncaring at the corpse in front of him, as I slowly walked behind the right side of his squad mates, crouching the entire was to ensure that I both remained as silent as ever, and

As I was behind them, I stood up from my crouching position, and quickly appeared before them.

-MAXIMUM ARMOR-

The group leader and his partner both jumped raising their weapons to fire on me, but by this point they had been too late.

I punched one of the two guards in the face, crumpling his helmet, and probably his face as well judging from the crunching noise it made, and when the other one quickly responded by raising his own assault rifle, I merely grabbed it, and kicked him away, sending him flying from where he had once been, and crashing into a table with tremendous force, and as a result causing it cave in.

I suddenly felt several shots strike me in the shoulder, and parts of my arm, and quickly turned my attention to the squad leader, and his last remaining squad mate.

"Come on you piece of shit!" shouted then man known as Rico as he fire shots at, not knowing or forgetting my armor was simply deflecting several of his shots

I aimed the assault rifle at him, and pulling the trigger began to unload several shots into him, the man's shields briefly flashing before the bullets shot into his head, and chest, the man's body shifting from the force of the bullets before he fell back dead on the ground.

Turning my attention to the squad leader I noticed that he had vanished.

"Make things easier for you self and come out we both know how this is gonna end." I told him, I knew I could have found him easily with my tactics system, but I decided not to, and strangely he did come out from a nearby table, dropping his gun, and raising his hand up in the air.

"Heh…. Wasn't sure that was going to work, glad you made things easy." I said my finger ready on the trigger.

"Glad you did too." He replied, wait wha-.

-WARNING HOSTILES DETECTED-

Suddenly I heard another door open from the area behind me, and turning around, I saw several more guards who all began to open fire on me, quickly getting rid of whatever armor the suit had left, and forcing me sprint far from them, and take cover behind another table.

I felt the pain of the bullets coursing through me; luckily the suit managed to take the bulk of it, and as the suit both repair itself, while sealing any wounds caused by the firearms, I peered my head slightly out of this side of the table, before I quickly retracted it, a storm of bullets nearly taking off my head.

"Prophet…. Prophet do you read me?" spoke the voice of Shepard through the comm link, though I did hear the sound of shots in the background.

"Yeah I hear ya. Kinda busy at the moment though." They have a turret, a motherfuckin' turret, how the hell did they get one up so fast?

"It's the future. What'd ya expect" spoke the voice of reason in my head, which strangely sounded in Prophets Voice.

"Prophet we're going to come in a bit late, there's more resistance in the hangar bay then we thought there'd be, nothing we can't handle but you're going to have to hold out a bit longer." She said, before I heard her mutter 'fuck' and several large bang noises.

Just fucking dandy.

"Alright, I can last a few more minutes, just make sure to give them hell." God that sounded corny, I thought to myself, as the signal ended.

Then as the suit finished healing my wounds, as well as regaining it energy an Idea struck through my head.

Quickly switching to my tactics mode I saw that the guards had begun to approach me, and that the turret was located on the table.

Normally I could've handle them on my own, but that damn turret switched everything, it ,coupled with the fire of the guards, might more than the armor could handle, might be, but I wasn't willing to take that chance.

Stealth would normally prove to be a smart path to take, but they had already seen where I had taken cover at, and I doubt they would repeat the mistake of throwing another grenade at me.

However I did have a trump card; The Nano-suits ability to hack into electronics.

Still I only ever did this with Ceph technology, more specifically the pinger, and the occasional C.E.L.L. turret, but this was entirely new tech, and I had no idea if I could even hack into it, let alone if the suit could interface with it, but at this point it was my best chance.

Using my tactical mode I managed to locate the turret, which my suit immediately began to hack into, decoding various codes which came down the helmets hub, the nano-suit selecting of the correct codes by pulling them away, and highlighting it in a green color.

-TURRET REINITIALIZATION COMPLETE- So my suit from nearly two centuries ago can hack into a turret of the future.

Don't know if I'm happy, or disappointed.

Quickly switching from tactics mode I got out of cover, and began to open fire on them, starting with the guard in the left lane, firing several shots at head, his body quickly falling to the ground.

Then the others began to fire open fire on me just as quickly.

-MAXIMUM ARMOR-

With that I began firing on the guards, shooting at them with everything the gun had to offer, and suddenly the turret itself began to open fire on then quickly shredding through the guards like a hot knife through butter, this coupled with my own, rapidly put down the guards, reducing the room to a gory mess.

Then the turret exploded reducing it to nothing, electric rubble.

"Shepard, I'm done up here, be right at Airlock for extraction" I said speaking into the comm link as I begun to walk down the archive room, to where the airlock was located if my Nano-Suit was correct.

Holstering my gun, I suddenly heard various footsteps from behind me.

Quickly I turned around, my finger ready to pull the trigger, and unleash a storm of bullets on whoever was dumb enough to attack me.

I was surprised to find someone besides a guard; he was a man, a bit shorter than I was, probably 5'11", looked to be perhaps in his late 40's, his brown hair combed neatly to the side, with some marks of grey hair present.

The suit he wore seemed to be out of place; it was anything stylish, but it covered his entire body save for his neck, and body, even his hands seemed to be made of the suit.

The man merely stood there looking at me, with an approving smile plastered on his face the entire time.

Slowly my finger eased on the trigger; I never killed civilians, and I'm not starting now.

"Who are you? And where did you come from?" I said to him, my gun still pointed at him.

"I'm sorry we never did get the chance to formally introduce ourselves to one another." Spoke the man in a very thick British accent that I immediately recognized.

"While you yourself need no introduction, Prophet, I however am not as well-known as you are so please call me-"

"Banes" I said interrupting him in the process, and while he looked surprised at my knowledge at his name, he nonetheless resumed his staring at me with his analytical eyes.

"Ah so you do know who I am? I wonder how? Never the less, I am pleased to see that all those years of being… Dead didn't hamper your combat ability." He said signaling to the bloody state of the room.

"Nor did it affect the suits own abilities, and as curious as I am to ask you as to how you managed to reactivate it, I must ask as to whom is aiding you?" asked Banes, clearly knowledge as to the aid given to me by Shepard's' squad, but not as much knowledge as to them per say, to which I merely chuckled.

"And how do you know it wasn't just me? The Nano-suit has a lot of small features that could have gotten me out of you little cutting chair, and all the way here." I responded to which his face looked as If he were going to frown.

"Please do not insult my intelligence; while it is obvious that the nano-suit has various features that would have allowed you to escape easily, I do not understand why you proceed to the archives, rather than head to the hangar. So your argument of being alone doesn't seems like a very intuitive argument does it not." Retorted Banes, showing rather quickly that he was someone not to be taken lightly.

"Maybe I wanted to learn a bit more this day, and age; escaping seems rather pointless without any clue as to where the hell I'm going, or how the currency works this day, and age. Although now I wondering something, is this place always so empty?" I replied back to him, causing him to chuckle.

"Quite, very well if you don't wish to tell me I will implore you no longer, however now I think you may have some questions for me as well." I narrowed my eyes just slightly at this statement.

This made no sense, first he was trying to get me killed; now all of a sudden he was being all buddy-buddy with me? What is he bi-polar?

"Where the hell did you find me? and just what were you trying to do to me? Besides take my suit of my corpse." I asked him holstering my gun.

"I can't answer that; you, and the dead ceph were brought to this station nearly a week ago." Banes answered, honestly I presumed, because at this point he had nothing to gain from this encounter.

"He wanted me to find out as much about the ceph as possible, a rather hard objective given its condition, despite what it's appearance may tell you. However, this was only a side project. The real work was you." He said, and suddenly I remembered how I was almost cut open with my first moments of rebirth.

"Yeah, cutting someone up is quite the work." I replied sarcastically, but he gave me an expression that looked as if he expressed regret.

"I assure you that was only our last option; your suit made it quite impossible to get any sort of readings with our omni-tools, it seemed to have an several adaptive firewalls, defending against whatever sort of hacking we attempted to do, and if we did managed to get past its first firewall, the suit seemed to quickly change its systems to ensure that it did not happen again, to many of the scientists this was a great frustration, to me however it only showed what humanity had lost." he said,the tone of his voice suddenly becoming sullen, and sad, almost like he lost a family member.

"The nano-suit changed everything, look what it had done for you, you been alive for nearly two centuries. It allowed you to defeat the Ceph in New York single-handedly, too take the fight all the way to Lingshand. It takes an ordinary man, and turns him into a living-weapon. I can only imagine what humanity would have been like had we not lost it. Perfect. Strong. Beautiful" He said glancing outside to the vastness of space.

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked, as he turned away and began to leave the room.

"Because in a few short days my life will be worthless, I'd like to leave

"Prophet! We're here come on lets get the hell out of here now!" shouted Shepard through the comm, and I turned away too, walking to the far-right of the room, and stood in-front a door that like the other doors opened automatically revealing another door that seemed to resemble a vault.

The Vault door suddenly opened, and behind was Shepard standing cross-armed, her armor now with visible scratches, and a frown plastered on her otherwise nice features.

This room was a little large, well large enough to land an entire aircraft without much trouble.

I wouldn't even question how the place where the craft came in wasn't sucking anyone out, it was only closed by this blue barrier thing.

She merely cocked her head to the side signaling what I could on figure was a shuttle out of here, however it did remind me strangely of a taxi cab, only this one could fly.

Walking towards it, she began walk along side me.

"Your looking fine for someone who took the bulk of their force." commented Shepard in a mocking tone of voice.

"Sorry you don't have a nano-suit; hear their the rage these days" I quipped back at her as the door to the craft opened up from the side showing that it was quite spacious, showing enough room for about 12 people.

As I stepped in, along with Shepard, the door shut, and I immediately felt the craft lift off the ground, and in a few short moments I got a clear view of this station.

"Damn.. thats big." I said to myself under my breath, wondering to myself as to how this Cerberus group manage to build something this large in the middle of space.

I decided to sit down, let out a heavy sigh of relief as I glanced our the window, the stars looking like the lights of a city as you drove by.

"Ryan, take us to the Arcturus Stream, theres someone I want Prophet to meet." Ordered Shepard as Ryan gave a simple 'yes ma'am', and I merely sighed.

Never get rest do I?


Now please before anyone says anything yes I introduced Commander Shepard in the second chapter, and yes she is well a SHE, so if some of you people have a problem with that, tough crackers,. Sorry for sound like an ass, but there are some people who just moan about a female Shepard.

I'd also like to state that I did not choose to make Shepard a woman just to pair her up with Alcatraz, so I'm putting that to rest before it even takes root, or hold which ever comes first!

I introduced her so early because(SPOILER!) she will not play a huge role in the first few chapters, these are specific to Prophet as they introduce him to the changed humanity, and galaxy as a whole.

I will not overshadow her in-favor of Prophet, but I cannot say more than that without spoiling some massive plot points.

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