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Biotic Wind
Chapter 3
The Salarian Special Tasks Group

'N, Mordin has requested you.' the AI announced over the Normandy's speakers. The girl being called after opened her eyes. Hazy images formed across the youth's vision.
TSTSBET01.
It followed her wherever she looked. Eventually the numerals and letters faded and all that she could see was a metal wall. She got up out of her curled position and made her way to the elevator. The man in the lab coat looked at her. She blinked her eyes and he was no longer there. She muttered some explanation to herself and selected her floor. She waited, tapping her foot. The lift doors opened and she thought she saw the tail of a lab coat leaving her field of vision. She rushed out and looked right. Nothing there but Kelly, probably sending a flirty message to Shepard. She rubbed her eyes, then proceeded to the lab. Mordin was there, hunched over an omni tool. He didn't look up as he greeted her.
' N. I was expecting you.'
The girl put her hands on her hips. '' You called me.''
Mordin breathed in. ' Just a test.' He closed down his omni tool and turned to face her.
' I have something to show you. Follow me.' He walked by her and up to the airlock. She tagged along curiously. ' What is it?'
' You don't think that Shepard recruited me just because I was smart, do you? I worked with Salarian Special Tasks Group. Cannot give exact location, I'm afraid, but it doesn't matter. I think you will be impressed enough.'
He opened the airlock and walked down the short corridor. It sloped downwards, then came to a stop at the exit. Mordin passed his hand over the sensor, then waited as the door groaned and then opened up agonisingly slowly. Daylight filled the corridor, and they stepped outside. Directly in front of them was a mammoth warehouse. It stretched on for hundreds of metres, then tunneled into a cliff. N looked around her. They were near the shore of an island. The small waves lapped at the sand, and the shoreline went on for quite some length until sharply turning behind the cliff. Mordin stood beside her, looking at the rusted structure with remembrance and... was that sadness N spotted? She tapped him on the shoulder and he shook his head, before taking a small chip out of his pocket and inserting it into what appeared to be a tiny shadow on the wall of the building. The huge steel door slid up, and floodlights bathed the musty warehouse in brilliant white light. It was one huge assault course, with hologram projectors stationed everywhere. A tinny voice emitted from a micro-speaker a few feet away from them.

''Please identify.' It sounded like grated metal.

' Doctor Mordin Solus, Unit 4 Lokyanza.'

'' You are cleared for entry.' They were 20 steps into the building. Mordin brushed his hand over a dusty metal barricade. The years of dirt came away to reveal an emblem. The STG. Mordin knelt there for a moment, letting the memories wash over him.

'' Pistol or SMG?' he asked spontaneously.''

' 'What?''

'' Pistol or SMG? Which would you prefer in combat?''

'' Uhhh...' N did eeny miny meeny mo in her head. ''Pistol. No SMG. No...'

Mordin threw an Assualt Rifle at her. She was caught surprised, then juggled the weapon in her hands nervously, before dropping it to the ground. It smashed her feet. She hopped around clutching her injured toes for a minute, then looked up to her companion, who, to her horror, was activating the hologram assault course. He turned to her, then gestured for her to come to the start. The noise from the generator at the back of the facility was audible from where they were standing. Blurry mechs loaded up all around her. She turned to Mordin.

''Do I have to level up or, do it in the fastest time or...'

The mechs started firing.

The next few hours went by in a noisy, sweaty blur for N. They passed in scribbled notes for Mordin. More than once he had stopped to admire how naturally capable she was at dealing with the training course. He was certain that she would be able to handle the ending. By the time she finally completed it, after fighting her way up and then back down the carefully constructed assualt course, she was a wreck. Her hair hung down in stringy, sweaty strips, her clothes were black and her hands were shaking.

'' Very well done. Now for wave two.'' Mordin said to her brightly. Her face went blank, then she turned around and ripped the projectors from their stands. When she spun around again a wide smile spread across her face.

Mordin hesitated a moment. ''I was only joking.'' he said, slightly nervously.

''Now for the completion of the test.'' Mordin announced once they were outside in the crisp evening air. The beach was considerably smaller than at low tide.

' 'The STG is trying to cover it's tracks all across the Galaxy. Contacting old squad members who may leak information and buying their silence, getting rid of all unneccessary facilities,' Mordin turned. ' Like this one. You've proven yourself in combat, but we don't know exactly how powerful your biotics are. I want you to tear this warehouse down, and block the cliff side with the rubble.'

N stared at him like he had just told her that her heart was a grenade. Then a few sparks played across her eyes. Then more. And more.

''You might want to stand back.'' she warned Mordin as she focused her power. The scientist obliged.

It started with loose patches of dirt falling into the sand, then grew into groans from the support beams. Without warning, the roof collapsed along the whole front half of the building. Then the girl drew her hands in, closed her eyes, and let an unholy amount of what seemed to be fixed earthquakes along the centre of the training facility. Plates of metal went flying into the ocean of the mystery planet, where they would rust even further and provide homes for the water-dwelling creatures of the sea. The ground itself buckled and grew in irregular bumps along the island, sparks flew from the barges, and the warehouse crumbled to dust in moments. N let her hands drop to her sides for a few seconds, then started to run. She sped up incredibly fast, forming a biotic field in a large area around her, which drove what was left of the STG base up to the cliff side. She reached to wall of rock, then completely obliterated most of the limestone and all of the course. She was about to make her way back to the Normandy, when a huge boulder crashed into the space two metres beside her, kicking up a plume of sand that turned the surrounding area to a smokescreen. N stepped out of it, then was forced to conjure up all her might to stop the onslaught of rock from crushing her underfoot. The enormous chunks of the cliff bounced off an invisible wall, completely covering the ashes of the training base. When she was absolutely certain that no smaller debris would pelt her in the head. She made her back to where the Normandy was stationed. Completely unscathed.

''Not bad for a 14 year old, huh?'' she shouted out to the ship.

CntxTstSbjt01. She was getting tired of these letters.

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