Soon they were back on the Normandy and were heading out once again, the David had received an email from Mordin asking for some help. He soon made his way down to the hangar bay and approached Mordin to look immensely troubled.
"I got your email, what's this about?" David asked.
Mordin looked at him. "My father just sent a message, it seems as if the Sword of Shiagur are making a big push in the northern territory. They did a strong foothold in this may lead my people to civil war once again."
"I'm surprised you haven't entered into a civil war yet," said David.
"My father's done his best to bring peace among my people, last thing he wanted to incite another conflict with ourselves," said Mordin. "He sent his best general in order to stamp out this little rebellion, but easier said than done."
"Do you have any idea who is leading this faction?" David asked.
Mordin sighed. "My uncle, Wreav."
David looked up. "I've read a file about him, but I thought that he died on Tuchanka."
"I wish," Mordin grunted. "Turned out he survived, but only just. He wasn't best pleased with the new alliance between our people and the turians and then started to unite his own faction of krogan that felt the same as he did. If he takes power and everything my father and mother accomplished will all be for nothing and we will find ourselves in another galactic war."
"We can't let that happen," said David. "I'll tell Captain Vega, I'm sure that he would agree that this needs our top priority."
"I appreciate it, David," said Mordin gratefully.
It took very little convincing to convince James to head straight towards Tuchanka. Joining David and Mordin were Sam, Clara and Seiba and soon they were flying down towards the planet on the Kodiak.
"So what's the mission?" Clara asked.
David turned to Mordin, since he knew the situation better than he did. "The Sword of Shiagur have managed to capture a critical area within the northern territory, it is a ruined city of the ancients where most of our culture resides."
"What's it matter that he's taken over a crummy ruin?" Sam frowned.
Clara rolled her eyes. "Because Wreav can use it as a rallying point to get others to join him. The fact that he was able to push back Wrex's top general proved that he strong and many krogan still valued strength above all."
"Most of the old directions that still remember the Krogan Rebellions," Mordin grunted.
"So we definitely have to kick off his throne," Seiba concluded.
"Yes, it will prove that he is not invincible and you were and his reputation amongst his followers," Mordin nodded.
"So what a landing point?" David asked.
"We're landing out of the military outpost that overlooking the area," Mordin explained. "Battlemaster Grunt should be able to tell us more."
The outpost was another ancient ruin, though judging from its structure it was made during the Krogan Rebellion as it was a military ruin. It had a big gun and everything and they could see tents and vehicles positioned around it.
Helen then piloted the shuttle down towards the landing pad with several krogan were meeting them.
They exited the Kodiak and approached the welcoming committee, and David recognised one of the krogan from the picture of his dad and his crew in his apartment. Standing before them was Battlemaster Grunt, Overlord Wrex's most feared and powerful general.
"Welcome to our humble outpost," said Grunt approaching them.
Mordin approached Grunt respectfully. "Battlemaster Grunt, I'm grateful to be in your presence once again."
"You know each other," said Sam.
"I taught this miserable excuse of a krogan everything he knows about combat that," Grunt grunted.
"And believe me it was painful to learn," said Mordin.
David then approached Grunt. "I'm Lieutenant Shepard, we're here to assist you in any way we can."
Grunt looked at David with intrigue. "So you're my battlemaster's son, are you?"
"Huh?" David blinked.
"In human terms he means trainer," Mordin explained. He then looked at Grunt. "I understand that my uncle is causing a few problems here."
Grunt grunted and gestured for them to follow him. "Wreav has been causing trouble for nearly 30 years. He has caused these small little rebellion across the planet which is hampered our rebuilding efforts. Wrex ordered me to deal with him once and for all, but killing him hasn't been easy."
"Surely you have the superior numbers," said Clara.
"I do, but Wreav apparently has competent generals of his own," Grunt grunted in annoyance. "Using the territory to his full advantage which is hampered our process. He knows that he can't win in a straight up fight, so he conserving his power trying to get more followers."
"How many exactly?" Seiba asked.
Grunt shrugged. "A few hundred, but I'm willing to bet that there is more of them."
"So what's the next move?" David asked.
"Waiting for you actually," said Grunt.
"Me?" David blinked.
"Mordin tells us your capable warrior on your own right and the Shepard name means a lot to krogan," said Grunt.
Clara nodded and understand. "You're going to use David in the same manner Wreav is using those ancient ruins."
"Personally I would prefer to charge right in there, but he's expecting that," said Grunt annoyed. "However, he won't be expecting the son of Shepard leading the assault."
David just stared at him. "You want me to lead our army?"
Grunt looked at him. "If you're half the leader your father is you won't have a problem."
David groaned and then looked at Mordin. "You knew about this?"
"If I had said anything would you have come?" Mordin asked. David groaned because he knew that he was right. Mordin then gave them a reassuring look. "Look we weren't there are those of you we weren't sure of your abilities."
Clara gave him a playful smile. "Well, Warlord Shepard, let's meet your troops."
David groaned, because he knew that this was going to be a long day.
Grunt brought them to the command centre which was a bit battered and bruised and barely functional. Thankfully they still have a defences online and communications, Grunt was going a hologram of the ruins that Wreav was using as his HQ.
"Very defendable with only one entrance," said Grunt. "Wreav has chosen his stronghold well and we dare not bombard it."
"Why?" Sam asked.
"There were very few ruins left of the ancients and we hold them with great esteem," Grunt explained. "That shamans will get my back if we destroy the place. We try to forward assault with tanks hoping to get close enough to deploy our troops. However he has put defences across the outer walls gunners down the moment we get 500 m from the ruins."
"We could try sneaking in," David suggested. "Wreav will no doubt expect a big frontal assault, not a small infiltration team. We'll sneak and take out the defences on the outer walls then you can leave the krogan in and storm the place."
"That could work," said Grunt. "But Wreav will get suspicious if a single tank rolls up to the temple."
"Not if we go the same time as your forces," said Mordin. "You launch an attack, the same kind of attack that Wreav will be expecting. Then within all the commotion we'll sneak behind to the walls and causing little damage of our own."
Grunt grunted. "It will have to be faster, because if we stay there more than five minutes our forces will be wiped out."
"We just have to be quick," said David.
"Sounds as if we got a plan," said Seiba.
"Then we move in three hours," said Grunt.
Three hours later they found themselves in a tank as they made their way to the ruins.
David looked at Mordin. "So what do we do with Wreav once we find."
"We kill him," said Mordin plainly.
"Isn't that a bit extreme?" Sam asked.
Mordin looked at him. "We're krogan, we do it all the time. Look you'll be doing him a favour by killing him."
"He's not wrong," said David. "From what I understand the worst tinsel that you can give a krogan, is telling them that their not worth killing."
"Seems a bit barbaric if you ask me," said Clara.
Mordin looked at her. "Wreav is a threat to the entire Krogan Federation, if he lives he had another opportunity to rise to power once again. We need to stamp out this rebellion before it gets out of hand and by that I mean off world."
David said nothing, he wasn't too pleased with the idea of killing someone in cold blood. There again he knew that krogan culture was very different from their own and while they were on their planet they have to respect it.
Then suddenly the entire tank struck.
"Sounds like we're here," said Mordin.
"I'll try and get as close as I can to the ruins, but the rest will be up to you," said the driver.
"Don't worry, we can look after ourselves," David assured him.
The driver drove as close as he could towards the ruins as cannons fired directly at the convoy. Many trucks were destroyed upon impact of the shells and the time came to an immediate stop. David and the others quickly jumped out and the driver drove far away from the ruins as possible.
"Move! Move!" David ordered.
They quickly made a run towards the ruins dodging the shells that were being fired from the outer walls. Thankfully those who were aiming the cannons were more focused on the tanks rather than them.
"Shortsighted fools," said Mordin as they pressed themselves to the entrance of the temple. "They think the bigger the opponent the bigger the threat."
"Let's prove them wrong," David smiled.
Mordin chuckled evilly.
They began to make their way towards the outer walls and they immediately came across several krogan soldiers.
"Where did they come from?"
"Just kill them," said the squad leader.
Mordin immediately charged at them and not one aside with a fist of firing his shotgun in the chest of the other. Seiba was using a sniper rifle to keep the larger and more deadly krogan in bay and Clara was creating a bit of chaos with her biotics. David and Sam moved in as close as they could and began firing their rifles at anything that came towards them.
Eventually they reached the first of the cannons and Sam immediately began to plan detonators next to it.
"It's ready to blow," said Sam.
"Onto the next one," David ordered.
They kept on pushing across the wall when they heard an explosion directly behind them indicating that the cannon had blown up.
"Shepard, we just saw a massive display of fireworks," said Grunt.
"We're just getting started," said David as they began placing charges while pushing back the krogan forces.
"That's what I like to hear," Grunt chuckled.
They kept up with the same process until finely all the cannons on the walls were taken out.
"Shepard, my positive now moving on to the temple, but Wreav can't escape," said Grunt.
"We're on it," said David. He then looked at Mordin. "Any idea where he might be?"
"No doubt in the very centre of the temple," said Mordin. "Though it be a tough fight going in."
"We can't let him escape, no matter what."
"Spoken like a krogan," Mordin chuckled.
They started to make their way towards the temple and naturally several krogan forces were blocking their path. Though their movements were very predictable charging towards them at full force which made them very easy to gun down.
"Wreav must be losing a lot of men," said Clara.
"He's a typical krogan, believing that their strength in numbers," said Mordin in disgust. "That form of attack is so outdated and easy to overcome."
"So what would happen if Wreav does gain power?" Sam asked.
"He'll want to wage war against the turians and salarians," said Mordin. "However, there will be many who will stand against and we will find ourselves in a civil war. Only this time we could easily decimate our planet and it may never recover."
"The Council will be slow to trust any krogan," David added. "Everything the krogan have achieved will be destroyed in an instant. They might even consider using the genophage again."
"That cannot happen," said Mordin. "If the genophage is implemented there will be no way my father can stop the krogan from going to war with the turians and salarians and this time I entire people will be extinct."
"So we can't let him escape," said Seiba.
"He will probably try and do something like this once again and we may not be able to stop and the next time," Mordin nodded.
"Then let's stop him," said David.
They began moving their way through the ruins until they finally reached the centre. The place was filled with many krogan and in the middle sat a throne and was currently occupied. Sitting up on it was a krogan, who was heavily scarred with his prosthetic eye and arm.
He looked up when they entered and immediately rose to his feet.
"I was wondering what was causing all the commotion outside," he said. He first laid eyes upon David. "The son of Shepard." His eyes then turned to Mordin. "And my useless nephew with the salarian name. You are a disgrace to the krogan."
"You're the disgrace here, Wreav," Mordin glared. "What you hope to accomplish?"
"Revenge," said Wreav. "You have no idea what we went through, how many of us died before the aliens admitted that they were wrong to us the genophage. Everyone in the galaxy is still recovering from the Reaper War, but we krogan are stronger than them which gives us a perfect opportunity to attack. But my brother would prefer that we play nice and destroy our own culture."
"My father is trying to save our people," Mordin glared.
"By cosying up to those who nearly doomed us," Wreav spat.
David looked at Wreav. "It's over, Wreav. Your forces have been decimated and now we have you."
Wreav laughed. "You think you have me? No human, I'm the one who has you. Kill you or send a warning to your father not interfere with the krogan ever again."
"If it wasn't for Shepard, we would have died a long time ago," Mordin glared. "If he had destroyed Saren's cure we would have been enslaved to him. If he hadn't persuaded the salarian doctor that I named after my mother wouldn't have survived. If he hadn't put his faith in us we will be seeing a new golden age."
Wreav narrowed his eyes. "I believe this conversation is getting us nowhere. There's only one clear way to find out who is riding who was wrong."
"So be it," said Mordin as he readied his shotgun. "Just remember you asked for this."
"Kill them all!" Wreav ordered.
Immediately Wreav and his men began to charge towards them with a krogan battlecry. Mordin immediately jumped in to the fray as Seiba took advantage point began shooting at them. David and the others immediately jumped into the fray as well and began to assist Mordin with a show of bullets.
Wreav then quickly made his way over to Mordin and the two of them then began to fight in close combat. Wreav first swung his prosthetic arm and Mordin, but he immediately blocked it and then slammed a powerful jab into his chest that was quickly followed by a powerful shoulder.
Wreav regained his footing and caught Mordin's right hook and then head-butted him in the head. Mordin quickly recovered and grabbed Wreav's left jab and pulled him close towards him and gave him a powerful knee under the chin. Wreav then found himself not to the ground and then turned to his men only to find all been killed by David and the others.
"You won't stop me!" he roared and charged towards Mordin and drew a knife.
David quickly pulled out his pistol and fired, disarming Wreav and he ran face first into Mordin's fist.
Mordin then approached him. "May the Void take you?"
He then snapped Wreav's neck.
Grunt and his forces had managed to clear out the rest of the Sword of Shiagur meaning the ruins was now under their control. David and his team soon return to the Normandy and got a briefing from Overlord Wrex by hologram.
"Nice work down there," Wrex smiled. "Now that my brother and his lieutenants are dead the Sword of Shiagur have been crushed."
"Will they regroup?" David asked.
"None of the survivors have the quads like those who killed," said Wrex dismissively. "However be on the safe side will keep up our patrols in the northern territory." He then looked at Mordin. "You did good work down their son."
Mordin nodded. "Thank you, father."
The hologram then faded and the two of them made their way back into the war room.
"I owe you for this David," said Mordin. "Thanks to you my people want war with themselves again."
"You helped too," David reminded.
"I know, you don't want me to go on boasting about my achievements do you?" Mordin laughed.
"I suppose I don't," David smiled.