Garrus
They don't give up. They all just keep coming. I've been up here for two days now… the turrets I set up all got destroyed in a matter of minutes. By skilled Eclipse snipers no less. And then they send out more inexperienced freelancers to die for them. But it's their own loss. They were the ones who signed up to die. I feel no pity or remorse for any of them.
I haven't eaten or slept in the forty-eight hours that I've been here, but my stamina hasn't once faltered. These freelancers have barely touched me.
One shot to the head. That's all they need- human, asari, salarian, turian- it's all the same. Unless they're from the Blood Pack. Vorcha and krogan are the hardest to kill. That's a known fact to every mercenary and soldier out there.
The wave has stopped- the freelancers and Blue Suns have stopped advancing. Are they low on soldiers, or are they merely re-grouping and trying to plan another attack? None of the merc leaders have shown their face… so they should still have plenty more men left… Blue Suns, Eclispe, Blood Pack… all three of them are equally annoying to deal with… all three are equally corrupt.
Ten minutes… twenty minutes… still no sign of any freelancers or mercs. Not that I'm complaining. It gives me a chance to rest. Half a year on Omega being called "Archangel", and the only thing I've "accomplished" is pissing off every major mercenary group on this side of the galaxy.
Quite an accomplishment, I must say. But that's it. All the scum I've killed, the criminals, the thugs, the mercs- it didn't make a difference. Omega it still that same hellhole as it was when I first came here… when I first became Archangel, or whatever everyone wanted to call me.
No matter how hard I try, I can never seem to make a difference. I can never make things right. Doesn't matter if it's C-Sec, or even being the "proud leader" of ten brave men. I did nothing special in C-Sec, and I let everyone in my squad die… the only survivors being myself and Sidonis… the fucking traitor. The mere thought of one day killing him is the one thing that keeps me going…. All I need is a point in the right direction, and I'm off this rock. And my men will be avenged.
Another wave of yellow-clad soldiers… Eclipse this time.
Here we go-
A/N: I wanted to write a drabble that didn't either mention, or include Shepard at all... every drabble I seem to originally write has someone reflecting on her, and that can get repetitive. This small scene is happening around the same time that Shepard is on Mordin's recruitment mission... Shepard and Garrus are fighting shit at the same time. Shepard's probably gonna be next...