Author's Note: So we have met our resident quest giver and silent shadow partner, the rest of the squad will be set up in a bit. Right now I'm on vacation with lacking internets so I'll update when I can. Thanks for reading peeps.
Galactic Powers Part 2, Omega Queen
The armed guard escorted the trio to the headquarters of the self-proclaimed leader of Omega: the club Afterlife.
The thumping bass greeted them as they moved through the bar and dance floor up to the office of Aria. A sound proofed room that overlooked her refurbished club. The asari looked over the Shadow Broker agents as the door closed behind them and the sounds of the club were silenced.
"What is the Shadow Broker doing on my station?" she asked angrily.
To Clara the threat sounded almost halfhearted. The queen looked tired, beyond tired really. Exhausted, but the kind of exhaustion that isn't fixed with sleep. It was the exhaustion that was left after the war.
Baht laughed, "The Shadow Broker isn't on Omega. You should know that."
"What are his agents doing here then?" she asked.
"We're looking into this cult that has infected your station," Kurana said.
Aria's eyes narrowed. "What do you know about it?"
"The great Aria is slipping," Baht laughed bitterly. "You used to know everything about Omega. And now you are telling me you know nothing about this?"
"I've got refugees crawling up my ass from all over. We are running out of places to put people, and every single one of them is looking for an escape. And to top it off I've been unable to kill enough of these Archangel fanboys to send an adequate message to stop all this vigilante nonsense. So you might imagine how my plate is fucking full," Aria snapped.
"But you know the Broker is here," Clara mused.
"Your transmissions aren't as secure as you would believe," Aria seethed.
"Look, you let us do what we are here to do, and that is one less problem for you to deal with," Clara said.
Aria turned her focus to the human. "Nice eyes. Why shouldn't I kill you indoctrinated fuckers right now?"
Suddenly a human burst into the room, "Um… Aria ma'am? I have a message for you."
"It better be fucking important or I'll throw you out the nearest airlock myself," Aria said through gritted teeth.
"It's from the Commander Shepard," he said nervously.
"Shepard? Great," Aria resigned. "Give it."
The human nervously handed Aria the message and ran out of the office. Aria looked over the message twice and threw it down.
"Fucking Shepard. Save the galaxy and suddenly she thinks she can run things," Aria ranted. "Fine. Get out of here. If you happen to see any Archangels out there, it is a one grand bounty for their heads."
"I thought the going rate was two grand," Baht replied.
"Consider the cost of doing business on Omega," Aria said. "Now go before I decide that I don't owe Shepard any more favors."
Clara was busy wondering how the Reaper Killer knew Aria and had the power to pull favors from the Omega Queen.
The trio pushed their way through the mob in the club. Without Aria's armed guards they had no one to clear the path for them. When they got outside the club they found a relatively empty corner, which was difficult because the streets were almost fuller than the club.
"Now where are we going?" Baht asked. His hand resting on his shotgun.
Kurana was about to say something but stopped herself. She turned around and started scanning the crowd.
Clara was already doing that. She found what she was looking for. She pointed out a human male with a pretty young asari. "Him."
"What?" Baht asked.
"He's one of the indoctrinated, I say we follow him," Clara asked.
"In this crowd?" Baht asked. "How do expect us to do that?"
"Just follow us," Clara said as she entered the teaming crowd and followed the indoctrinated person she could feel ahead of her.
They followed the man for almost an hour through the massive crowds. Passed beggars of all sorts, passed pick pockets, and at least three statues to the heroine of the galaxy surrounded by reverent silence.
Finally the man stopped and he tried to force the asari into a skycar.
Kurana stopped him by charging at him and placing a talon on his hand.
"Go," she told the asari who took off into the crowd.
She ripped the man's shirt open and found the Cerberus tattoo in the same spot as Clara's.
"Put him down Kurana," Clara told her. "Sorry about my friend," she explained to the indoctrinated man. "She just gets a little excited. We are looking for our fellows."
The man looked at the women's eyes and saw the indoctrination marks.
"I was going to take my prey up to the meeting spot. It is in the asteroid itself, hard to find unless you know where you're going," he responded. "What about the batarian?"
Clara suddenly responded with the only thing she could think of, "He's my boyfriend. He wants to join us."
"That right?" the human asked Baht who only nodded in response.
"Well the more the merrier, right?" the human smiled. No one smiled in response. "Fine, whatever, let's go. I'll take you guys to the Master."
Kurana's hands went for her shotgun, but Clara shook her head.
The look said it all.
"Wait."