Terminus system
2163
Unknown colony world
1700 hours
The tall white armoured form of the Salarian scientist known as Mordin Solus stumbled slightly as he strolled through a dark forest of blackened wood, armed with a single large calibre pistol, the Salarian was poorly equipped for the high risk operation he was about to undertake.
Mordins orders were simple, locate the suspected Indominus rex lurking upon this planet and neutralise it covertly without raising alarm amongst the local colonist. The people Mordin was working for wanted this incident to be kept quiet, as the Council had claimed decades ago that all Indominus rexes were relocated back to their home planet Earth.
A statement often proven wrong out in the lawless Terminus system with its countless unexplored worlds, where the massive super predators somehow managed to hide undetected for decades at a time.
The Salarian operative was fairly sure that he heard stories of a Mercenary gang working for the Shadow Broker even had a trained Indominus rex they used for operations. From what Mordin knew this gang was only called the 'Crimson hunters' and that they never left any trace of their presence or witnesses.
However those mercenaries were not what Mordin was concerned about, he was more worried about the large 3 toed foot print he just tripped in while walking not a few km's from the nearest settlement.
The markings were as large as Morden entire torso, with the imprints carved deep into the soil from the owner's massive weight while looking at the canopy above the Salarian could see snapped branches from the Indominus tall form knocking them aside.
"Not good" muttered Mordin, his large eye swivelling around inside his skull before following the clear trail into a section of the forest with a much thicker screen of vegetation.
Activating a specialized sensory module built into his armour, Mordin's eyes glanced down at the glowing form of his Omni tool as the motion sensor screen lit up like a submarines sonar display.
Currently, the sensor array wasn't picking up anything moving in the area. But Mordin knew all that could change in a heartbeat when dealing with a 9 tonne predator that preferred ambush tactics to capture its prey.
Clutching his pistol tightly in both hands, Mordin continued to follow the predator's foot prints as they journeyed endlessly through the confines of the forest. The trail was relatively easy for the Salarian to follow as the predators own mass had apparently carve a trail through the undergrowth.
Something about this put Mordin on edge, sure he done some research before conducting this assignment but several facts weren't adding up.
People had gone missing in this forest for decades at a time, and in that time there had never been any indication that an Indominus was the culprit until just recently.
Meaning something had forced the Indominus to approach the colony settlement in the region and expose itself, but for what reason?
The Salarian's line of thought was interrupted as the trail suddenly broke into a large clearing decorated with the twisted and rusty remains of what appeared to be an old Hierarchy military freighter? Intrigued, Mordin slowly stepped into the clearing, pistol poised to fire at the first hint of danger.
Drawing closer to the rusty space ship, Mordin began to notice the abundance of footprints scattered across the area and various paths carved into the forest leading away from the vessel.
Mordin theorised that this was either the Indominus's lair, or some kind of navigation hub the predator used to traverse the region and access resources.
Moving closer, the Salarians eyes spotted a large cluster of old armour and decaying corpses placed almost decoratively near the side of the Hierarchy vessel.
At the centre of this garden of death, was a large opening in the side of the vessel with a well-worn path weaving through the bodies. At that moment Mordin knew he'd just discovered the predator's liar, which meant the predator itself was likely somewhere within the region.
In the back of his mind, a thought gnawed away at the Salarians mind. Eating its way to the centre of attention and giving the alien pause as his weapon slowly pointed towards the ground.
"It didn't eat the bodies?" he observed in confusion.
Indominus were well known for their gluttonous appetites and ability to digest armour and flesh with ease, so why was there a graveyard of untouched corpses laying around an Indominus's liar?
Mordin's motion sensory pinged loudly in warning and the Salarains weapon shot upright just as something burst from the darkness of the freighter with a savage roar that made the ground itself tremble in fear.
Pale white scales laced with grey patches and smeared with various shades of blood gleamed dully in the sunlight, twisted jaws lined with broken and jagged fangs parted to inhale breath and hazel eyes glared down at the lone Salarian with anger and hatred.
With a snarl the Indominus stomped forwards, its jaws parting to bellow in a language long forgotten by the Council races. The translator module however in Mordin's armour sprung to life and began converting the monsters sounds into a language he would understand.
"Warrior!" bellowed the monster as it slashed its tail across the ground throwing a cloud of dust into the air.
Mordin aimed his pistol at the predators skull, arms trembling as the beast towered above him with rage.
"Fight Me!" snapped the monster, its blood smeared skull lunging towards him with jaws wide to devour him whole.
The Salarian jumped to the side, dodging the deadly fangs and raising his pistol to fire upon the beast head. But his tremble hands never pulled the trigger.
"Shoot me!" howled the Indominus with a snap of its jaws and flick of the tail.
"Stab me hurt me!" the predator demanded as it used its clawed hands to throw dirt all over the cowering Salarian.
But Mordin didn't move to retaliate. Something about the beast movements and the way it decorated itself in blood was out of place, the predators movement was sluggish and withdrawn, like it way toying with him?
Indominus's were characterised by their sheer power and agility, yet this individual was holding itself back. As if it way trying to taunt him into attacking, but why, why did it want him to attack and why the war paint.
Mordins lack of retaliation seemed to confuse the giant predator into a stunned stupor, as for several long minutes the Indominus stood there glaring at him in silence until it slumped to the ground lying flat on its chest.
"No?" the predator sounded bewildered.
"Why do you not face me?" the Indominus growled, its head tilted to the side in a quizzical manner while its claws grasped at the soil in agitation.
"I… Don't know if I should" replied Mordin slowly, his pistol falling to his side to point at the ground.
"Of course you should, I am a monster you are a white warrior" growled the Indominus confidently as its jaws snapped at the air in Mordins direction.
"You call me a white warrior… what does it mean?" asked Mordin cautiously.
"You are a warrior in white armour, you colour represents purity and your weapon your intentions to fight and slay the monster, to kill me" stated the predator bluntly in annoyance.
"Not a warrior. A scientist. Help people sometimes with medicine sometimes with bullets" muttered Mordin in uncertainty, none of Mordins research notes had hinted that his target would be this intelligent.
Instead of the bloodthirsty monster the Indominus was rumoured to be, here Mordin was still alive having a relatively civil conversation with one of the galaxies most feared predators. Killing a mindless monster was one thing, but killing a sentient individual just didn't seem right. Especially if all that individual did was be creature that people feared.
"Ahhhhh I see your problem. You don't know if you should be helping me or killing me" mused the Indominus in a calm collective manner.
"Something like that" muttered Mordin uneasily, being this close to such a large predator was unsettling, especially being around one as observant as this one.
"You think that killing me will make you a warrior, someone who kills others. But you desire to be a man of medicine to help people" rumbled the Indominus as it gave a nod of the head and stared at Mordin expectantly, when no reply came straight away the Indominus continued her speech.
"At the end of the day I will be a monster, I will be a monster whether we fight or don't fight. But at the end of the day we choose who we are not by our titles but by our actions" the Indominus had by now lost her aggressive tone and was sounding more human in dialogue, with a softer caring voice sometimes slipping between those savage fangs only to be drowned out by the occasional growl.
"How are you so sure you're a monster anyway?" Mordin stared at the Indominus expectantly.
Slowly the Indominus lowered its head to eye level with him, those orbs of hazel softening slightly as those killer jaws parted one last time.
"Because I decided to be one"
Sol System
2177
Earth
Regional rain forest
1200 hours local time
Garrus groaned softly in pain, his hand hovering inches above the right side of his face where a layer of pale dark blue blood oozed softly from his most recent wound.
"Does it hurt?" questioned the brown scaly form of Book nearby with a hint of worry in her voice.
"It's just a scratch" muttered the Turian in reply, his eyes looking around the region at the dozen or so corpses littering the area.
The Viper Raptors were savage predators Garrus would give them that much, fast and agile the Turian quickly learnt that ambush tactics were also favoured by Earths smaller predators as well as the apex predators. He also learnt that Viper raptors weren't afraid to attack a creature over 5 times their size, and that according to Shepard a large pack of the creatures could actually take down a lone Indominus if they're not careful.
Hefting his steaming hot assault rifle into the air, he held it across his back where the weapon compressed itself into a small box before latching itself to micro magnetic locks on his armour.
Nearby, Shepard stood poised over one of the viper corpses, blood staining her fangs as she ate the flesh of her fallen foe. Garrus glanced at her briefly, his eyes taking in the kriss cross of fresh claw marks covering her black scaly hide.
Slowly his eyes wondered back to Book, who was occupying herself by pulling apart a Viper raptor limb from limb and devouring it casually in slightly sickening manner. However Garrus eyes picked up a window of opportunity, both his captors were preoccupied with their meals to really give him much attention.
Right now was the perfect opportunity to escape, but Garrus had no clue the lay out of the surrounding land nor did he have any training for surviving Earths hostile ecosystems. Unfortunately for the young Turian, his best bet was to remain with his captors until he could get a bearing on his location and proceed from there.
A wet slap sound filled the air and Garrus nearly jumped off his feet as an entire Viper raptor corpse crashed onto the ground beside him with warm red blood oozing from the puncture wounds across its frame.
Above him, Book stared down at Garrus expectantly, blood dripping from her jaws in a monstrous manner that made Garrus want to draw his rifle once more.
"It's your kill, aren't you going to eat it?" questioned Book almost innocently with a tilt of the head, the quills on her head perked up slightly as she spoke making her look a little taller in the process.
Shaking off the shock of having a corpse almost dropped on his head, Garrus took one look at the dead animal at his feet and instantly knew he had a problem.
"I can't eat it" he said simple, at the same time his foot kicked the corpse in the side making the muscle and flesh wobble slightly.
"Your race are predators like us, why can't you eat meat?" questioned Book in confusion, her eyes narrowing slightly as she lowered herself onto her haunches making herself appear less imposing to speak too.
"He means he can't eat out food Book, his species evolved to eat specific types of creature with a different acid or something" chimed in Shepard, her voice loud and powerful as she strolled towards them in a calm collective manner.
"Acid, acid burns stuff" said Book in bewilderment, eyes glancing at Garrus with a mixture of curiosity and disbelief.
"It's complicated" muttered Garrus, having the distinct feeling the Indominus wouldn't understand the difference between amino-acid and livo-acid based organism.
Book snorted loudly, shaking her head slightly while her quills quivered slightly as she made a funny noise that Garrus could only just hear.
"Why do prey always complicate things" muttered Book as she lowered her jaws and grasped the Viper raptor between her fangs.
Ignoring what Garrus assumed to be an insult, the Turian instead turned his attention to his throbbing face where a Viper raptor had raked its claws across his flesh. Shepard took notice of the new wounds decorating her hostages face and lowered her head to better examine him.
Garrus tried not to shy away from the large bloody jaws as they loomed closer to his face, with large teeth the size of daggers just a few feet away. The young Turian found himself contemplating his own stupidity for ever enlisting for service at a holding facility on Earth. Maybe a career as an officer in C-sec would have been a better alternative than this.
"Hmmm your lucky kid those are shallow, we might have something back home that may help it heal but no promises" huffed Shepard almost dully as she pulled her colossal head away, letting the Turian breath a silent sigh of relief.
"And how would an Indominus possibly have medical supplies for a Turian?" questioned Garrus, gazing up at the colossal predator the Turian witness something he hadn't expected.
Shepard took one look at him, rolled her eyes in a human gesture of annoyance before giving him the Indominus version of a shrug. Another human like gesture used by a few species across the galaxy to emphasise 'I don't know' in a conversation.
"That wasn't an answer" said Garrus crossing his arms over his chest, Shepard snarled at him in reply before looking at the sky briefly.
"We're wasting time, we got 6 hours of daylight left and it'll take 5 hours to reach my territory… I'd rather not travel in enemy territory at night" stated Shepard loudly before reaching out a hand palm up and claws fully extended towards the lone Turian.
Garrus looked at the blood covered appendage then turned his head so he was looking right at Shepard. The Indominus growled deeply inside her throat, the noise vibrating the air in a sign of warning for Garrus to not test her patience.
Shaking his head, the young Turian clambered onto the outstretched palm in an awkward manner and held on for dear life as Shepard rose to her full height of over 15 feet at the hip alone. Clinging to her thick muscular arm for stability, the massive predator began to walk towards Book where Shepard un-ceremonially dropped Garrus on the brown Indominus' armoured back before turning her tail to them and strolling towards the dark confines of the forest once more.
Before she entered the forest however, Shepard paused and snatched up a viper raptors corpse from the ground in her claws. Without a word, Book did the same thing as the other predator and almost silently strolled after Shepard who almost vanished like a ghost into the forest.
Keeping his mouth shut and eyes looking around for danger, Garrus shifted about into a comfortable position and braced himself for the long journey ahead of them.
For several hours of long boring silence, Garrus sat upon the massive predators' hide while Shepard navigated the terrain. They passed many unusual displays of nature along their journey, from giant blooming flowers the size of an air cab, to massive trees as thick as a house that towered for over 100 meters into the sky and casting darkness upon the earth below.
Be it either land or water, Shepard pushed on ahead using her powerful biotic abilities to overcome the tallest of obstacles and most dangerous of landscapes. At one stage Garrus was even riding upon Books head much to her irritation as both predators casually swam across a small body of water. Unknown to both predators at the time, Turians had evolved on a very dry desert like landscape and hadn't evolved means of buoyancy in water, in other words Turians drop like a brick in water and have very limited swimming abilities.
By the time the sun was low in the sky, casting long shadows and colouring the world above with a montage of orange and purple colour. The trio of travellers slowly entered the haunting ruins a small city with its towering buildings looming in the sky above, an old testimony and reminder of the world before Indominus ruled the landscape.
"Over one hundred thousand humans used to live here before the war" commented Shepard breaking the long chilling silence that had lingered the past few hours.
"Now it's a ghost town" Shepard glanced over her shoulder as she spoke, eyes glaring at Garrus almost accusingly for a moment as the massive predator paused in her stride to sniff at the air.
Garrus took a moment to truly examine the city around him, his eyes taking in the old rusty metal and concrete walls overgrown with moss and vegetation.
The tall buildings had a dark depressing atmosphere about them that chill the Turian to the bone, this place felt like a graveyard. A graveyard Garrus realised his people had been instrumental in creating.
Slowly, the Turian found his voice and his next words cut the air like a gunshot, causing both predators to pause mid stride and stared at him with murderous fury.
"How do you know the population of this city?" was the simple and honest question that rolled off his tongue.
Shepard glared at him, fangs parting with a savage beastly hiss that reminded Garrus of super-heated metal being rapidly cooled by water.
"When I was more human in appearance, I use to visit this city I think… maybe I was born here I'll never know, but I have memories of this place" spoke Shepard softly, her eyes losing the murderous glare and turning into one of sadness as she her gaze was turned to the surrounding landscape.
"You see kid, a century is a long time to be alive…. Over the years we've tended to….." began Shepard before slowly trailing off, the quills on her head and neck drooping limply making her look sad and depressed.
"We've lost most of our memories" finished Book softly, her green eyes glancing back at Garrus briefly before a rumble in the distance drew everyone's attention.
Garrus heard the noise too, and the sound made his heart skip a beat as he heard the tell tail thunderous roar of an Indominus rex somewhere in the distance. The Turian had heard enough roars up close and person to know that this particular roar, wasn't a roar of happiness or joy but of furious rage.
And judging by the direction of the roar, Garrus could only assume that one of these other packs of Intelligent Indominus rexes had just discovered their scent and were now pursuing them with the intent to kill.
The Turian's thoughts were confirmed as Book shared one startled look with a now stern face Shepard before charging down the street at full speed.
All Garrus could do, was hold on for dear life and hope he didn't fall off as both predators stormed down the street at top speed, there powerful legs pounding the earth like a battering ram and knocking aside the husk of old vehicles from their path.
"Close rank Book were taking a short cut" announced Shepard loudly as she stormed down the street, her body becoming enveloped in the purplish blue glow of biotic energy.
With a flick of her head, the black scaled Indominus launched an orb of gravitational devastation down range like a cannon shell. The orb shot through the air, striking a tall concrete wall with an explosion of dust and debris creating a large opening in the wall that even a creature as large as Shepard could squeeze through without a hassle.
Book saw the destruction ahead of them and realigned her path from flanking Shepard's left to stomping along directly behind her. Garrus however was left speechless at the raw destructive he just witnessed.
What Shepard just did would normally take 3-4 biotically talented individuals to achieve, yet she just conjured such raw power with a simple flick of her jaws as if it was nothing. Garrus could only image what Shepard could do with her biotics in combat, the thought made him shiver in fear.
Charging through the opening Shepard had made, Garrus was taken aback by the sight of an entire street being completely gone and instead replaced by a large river of gently running water.
"There's the territory marker!" Exclaimed Book as she ran, her head pointed to the side slightly where what looked like an Indominus skull sat impaled on a pole of metal rising into the air.
"And there's the bridge…" added Shepard dully, looking in the opposite direction to her companion where a building had apparently topped over making a bridge across the river in the process.
"That bridge doesn't look to stable" commented Garrus loudly, only for his words to be simply ignored by both predators as they hastily stomped towards said bridge.
Cautiously, Shepard and Book began navigating a small path between large boulders of metal and concrete to access the upper surface of the bridge. The climb was unnerving for the young Turian, especially given the chance that if this bridge collapsed or he fell off he would definitely drown in the water below.
Shakily, both Indominus's reached the upper surface of the building and began the slow cautious task of navigating the crumbling structure.
The concrete crackled beneath Books feat and the structure itself seemed to tremble with each step as the combined mass of two 9 tonne predators pressed down upon the 100 year old structure that had endured a century of water corrosion until now.
"Book you go first, you're smaller than me and the bridge won't hold under both our weight" growled Shepard softly, slowly shifting to the side to allow the brown scaled predator to pass her.
"This is a bad idea" muttered Garrus.
"Eh we're only human we're full of bad ideas" Book glanced back at him with a shrug of the shoulders before taking a tentative step forward and onto the crumbling old bridge.
Sol System
2177
Earth
M12 Indominus holding facility
1800 hours local time
Daell was a relatively young member of her species being only in her maiden years of around 100 or more, with her soft blue skin and humanoid frame. Her species the Asari were considerably similar to a female human in appearance with the only difference being skin tone and the scaly like crest covering the Asari scalp.
Daell however was an exception to her species, standing in an elevator clad in camouflage green heavy grade combat armour. The young maiden was far more muscular in appearance compared to other members of her kind, Daell was also different in that her biotic abilities were relatively poor considering her profession as a trained commando operative.
You see, Asari were natural biotics due to evolving an element zero rich planet, the mineral itself is the principle of mass effect technology and the only know substance to grant a biological organism the power to manipulate gravity to their will.
Daell on the other hand, could barely lift a cup with her biotic abilities, let alone conjure a biotic barrier to protect herself. This is why she wore heavy armour integrated with the best shielding technology one could get their hands on in the Sol system.
How could she get her hands on such high grade equipment? The answer stood in the form of General Adrien Victus. Like the General, Daell's face was decorated in an artistic colour of red paint that distinguished herself from others in the community, however unlike the General, her paint held only cosmetic value while Victus face paint held cultural importance.
Currently both warriors stood silently in an elevator, faces stern and bodies rigid with the professional military demeanours that was expected of them.
There was a feeling of tension in the air as the elevator slowly descended into the lower levels of M12, an Indominus holding facility where some seriously dangerous individuals were contained. All of whom were competitors in biotic power to the black demoness Shepard herself.
It was because of Shepard that the General was drawn to this facility, it was why they were in this elevator being dropped into a secure section of the facility where a behavioural study was being conducted on one of the M12's more unusual inmates.
"Remember when we walk into the room, keep your shotgun holstered Lieutenant" remarked Victus dully as he stood with both hands poised behind his back.
"Yes sir, but may I ask why?" questioned Daell in confusion, the General only glanced back at her as the elevator finally came to a stop and the doors slid to the side to reveal a truly massive room.
Victus strolled casually into the room, his face expressionless as he walked into what looked like a giant warehouse modified to fulfil another purpose than storing resources.
"Huh" the sound split the air like thunder and the Asari Commando's translator buzzed in her ears as the familiar speech of an Indominus filled the air.
Daell found her hand instinctively reaching towards her lower back as a truly huge Indominus rex strolled across the room, easily standing at 17 feet at the hip, the predator was likely over 60 feet long and sported a pale white hide covered with patches of elderly grey.
But that wasn't what made the Commando reach for her weapon, no it was the fact that the giant Indominus didn't have any shackles or a muzzle covering her body, nor were there any immediate guards in the vicinity to intervene if the predator decided to attack.
"Mordin we got company" spoke the Indominus in an elderly dry voice that reminded Daell of an Asari matriarch, an individual reaching the final years of their lifespan.
"Send away, conducting very important research must not be disturbed" shot the rapid fire voice of a Salarian somewhere in the room, earning the Indominus to roll its eyes as it moved to stand before the small duo.
The Indominus was even larger up close, and at this range Daell was able to spot something truly unusual about the predators face. If she didn't know better the Commando would dare say someone had conducted tooth surgery on the Indominus, as the predators jaw sported evenly spaced fangs with none of them being chipped or broken in any manner. Nor did the Indominus have the jagged fangs of the usual member of its species Daell had met in person.
The General stood tall and firm, his posture unwavering in the shadowy gloom of the Indominus shadow as the predator glared down at them with clear irritation etched into those hazel eyes.
Looking over them both, the Indominus eyes locked themselves upon Daell and the predators tongue briefly emerged to lick its teeth. An old human gesture meaning something looked tasty and desirable to eat.
"You look delicious" growled the Indominus, its jaws parting to allow Daell a good view of the fang filled cavern leading to the monsters throat,
Keeping her composure, Daell moved her hands away from her weapon and did her best to smile warmly at the predator glowering down at her.
"Thank you I'll take that as a compliment" said Daell as casually as she could, earning a snort of irritation from the predator as it turned its attention down to Victus.
"The Doctors busy, come back another time if you want to talk to him" snapped the Indominus sharply, her tail lashing wildly at the air in clear signs of agitation.
"Thank you, but I am actually here to speak with you Dr Chakwas" said Victus casually as he stared up at the 10 tonne predator.
The Indominus tail froze in the air, her jaws slid shut and her eyes widen in a look of surprise rarely seen in these formidable predators. Shaking her head, Dr Chakwas shook off her surprise and regained her stern expression once more as the quills on her head arched up slightly in an aggressive manner.
"Someone well informed, what do you want Turian speak fast or I may decide to have a snack" threatened the predator coldly in a manner Daell knew wasn't a bluff.
"My name in General Victus, I have an interest in the individual known as Commander Shepard" began the General calmly with a casual wave of the hand, at the mention of Shepard's name the Indominus recoiled in shock and the quills dropped flat against her head.
"Shepard? She survived the war….. What interest do you have with her!" snarled the Indominus, like a battering ram the predator dropped to all four limbs to support herself as she brought massive skull face to face with the Turian general.
Daell really wanted to grab the shotgun on her lower back, but she knew that at this range the Indominus could kill them both before she got off a single shot.
"You are familiar with Shepard? I take that as a good sign as I'm hoping you can help me find her" said Victus, his tone stoic as ever despite having a massive carnivore literary breathing in his face.
"So you can lock her up? Fat chance little morsel" growled Dr Chakwas angrily, her head drawing back and jaws opening to attack.
"Wait!" yelled a Salarians voice somewhere in the room, prompting the Indominus to pause and tilt her head to look over her shoulder at something.
"Let the General finished before you eat him, please try avoid making a mess lab just cleaned yesterday" rambled someone out of sight, and surprisingly Dr Chakwas listened to whoever was talking and close her jaws with a huff.
With a flick of the snout, the Indominus gestured for Victus to continue.
"I have an interesting in finding Shepard for two reasons, the first in personal." Dr Chakwas snorted "and the second is Shepard kidnapped a Turian named Garrus Vakarin, I intend to get him back."
Dr Chakwas stared at the General for several long minutes with an emotionless face, before slowly she rose to her full height and stared off into space as she began to speak.
"I knew a Shepard during the war, they were a good bunch the Shepard family…. What do you need from me Turian?" asked the Indominus bluntly.
"I need your nose to track her down, she's a wild Indominus and we have no means to track her accurately without exhausting resources I cannot access" explained the general honestly, Daell just stood to the back of the room trying to look past the Indominus legs at what appeared to be a laboratory behind her.
"You intend to go into our ecosystem Turian? Our planet is not forgiving to you little prey and dark matter still lingers through the terrain" warned Dr Chakwas darkly.
"I know the risks I've survive your ecosystems before" said Victus confidently.
"But has not survived packs of wild Indominus before" spoke up a salarian as he strolled onto the scene to stand beside the Indominus.
Daell was surprised to see an orange skinned Salarian with half a horn decorating his head standing there in dirty white armour plating. Almost casually, the Salarian leaned against the Indominus's leg and looked at the General with a thoughtful expression.
"Human and Indominus both pack predators, in natural habit only instinctual for them to band together into small dangerous community groups…. Still many places Council cannot control over earth lots of places to hide, perusing Shepard will be extremely dangerous mission, likely fatal." Rambled the Salarian as he held a hand to his chin in thought with a stern expression across his face.
"Ever the optimist…. He means to find Shepard we'll be passing through the territory of several packs of highly intelligent and territorial rex's like myself" simplified the Indominus rather dryly.
"Like I said extremely dangerous, exciting challenge look forward to conducting operation" smiled the Salarian in a cheerful manner.
"I'm sorry but you are?" voiced up Daell in confusion.
"Apologies name is Professor Mordin Solus behavioural research division" began the Salarian only for Dr Chakwas to interrupt him.
"He's also a stubborn pain in my ass"
"Did not ask for you to be here, was your choice to be lab assistant" muttered the Salarian.
"I chose to be a research companion not an assistant, I can still be a monster if I so wish it" warned the Indominus darkly as she snapped her jaws in the air above the Salarians head.
"Is always your choice your life your control of who you are" Dr Chakwas snorted in reply before turning her attention back to a very confused General Victus.
Daell wasn't too sure what was going, from what she was hearing it sounded like the Indominus had an identity crisis or something quite recently.
"I'll help you find Shepard Turian, but that's only if you can get my medical armour back" stated the Indominus with a devious gleam in her eye.
"Medical armour?" both Daell and Victus asked at the same time.
To be continued…..
Authors Note...sss?
First off thanks to all the people who faved and followed the story thus far, I do hope your enjoying the story and its contents and I hope you enjoy the chapters to come.
Secondly I got to give special thanks to my Friend 'WhenBooksFly101' who is the proud owner of Book who I'm using in this story, she is a brilliant artist and you should really check out her works on here and on her Deviant art page she's really good!
Now to the people making sure I don't # this story up, thank you Ghostleader119 for being my current Beta for this story. Its thanks to this guy that my story isn't full of typos and I don't care what anyone says I'll spell Colour Armour etc the Australian way! Also special thanks to my friend DONOVAN94, who gave me some amazing help in refining the introduction of this chapter.
Onto the next well topic, due to viewer pressure, I'll be adding velociraptors in later chapters. Possibly around 6-7 and in that time the story will begin to follow the Original mass effect story line... kind of...
Take care and please share your thoughts on the chapter, take care everyone and oh!
Guess who the Indominus in the intro is?
