Mass Effect: Massive Shock
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A/N: A quick recap is in order, yes?
After being arrested by C-Sec for being at the scene of Barla Von's murder, I am interrogated with my new friend, the asari Consort's greeter Nelyna. After being released I return to the station to retrieve my possessions, however, I quickly discover that my helmet is missing and that I speculate that Garrus Vakarian took it in order to implicate me with several unsolved murders.
On my way to retrieve my helmet, the Blue Suns make a completely unprecedented attack on the Citadel. I manage to escape the Presidium accompanied by Executor Pallin, Captain Anderson, Nelyna and her sister Saphyria, Ambassador Udina, and my two new friends C-Sec homicide detective Zurin "Zero" Sageaus and C-Sec analyst Alex Silva.
Together with the help of new arrival Garrus, he, Pallin, Zero and I manage to rally the remaining C-Sec officers into an offensive against the Blue Suns that ends up succeeding and will come to be known as the Battle of the Suns. With the help of the turian military, the Blue Suns threat is wiped from the Citadel.
Things were good. However, hours before a commemoration ceremony for everyone who fought in the name of the Citadel and the Council, I am afflicted with a bizarre and terminal illness. Soon after, I am arrested for 7 accounts of murder.
At the trial, I am cleared of all charges because the evidence was destroyed, supposedly by Zero. My illness grew worse and worse, until I lapsed into a coma, from which I should not have awoken.
However I have awoken at the foot of the Mass Relay monument, my affliction cleansed. And now… now I'm just glad to be alive.
"Freedom means the opportunity to be what we never thought we would be."
~Daniel J. Boorsten~
Ch. 20: Welcome Home
9:39 PM April 13, 2182
"Astounding. Simply astounding." My salarian doctor says staring at my test results. "Your malady, completely wiped from your body. Ironic."
"What is?" I ask absently, a wide grin on my face.
"I told your friends just yesterday that you would die today. You were completely far gone. There was no hope. Suppose I was wrong."
Fuck yeah you were wrong! "You called it like you saw it doc. How long was I in the coma?"
"Almost 11 days." He responds checking my pulse and taking my temperature.
"You thought I wouldn't last a week after I went into that coma." I say with a smug smile.
He shrugs. "Your immune system is truly astounding.
Why yes… yes it is. "Can I go home now?"
"Of course. Would you like me to phone your friends for you? Have them come get you?" He asks opening his omni-tool.
Hm… "No. I think I'll walk."
I hop off of the bed and pull my shirt on. I'm wearing the clothes I came to the hospital in: a t-shirt, loose basketball shorts, and a pair of my comfiest running shoes. I give the doctor a handshake and leave the hospital.
Once I'm out I take a very deep breath. I know it's corny but I can't help it! I feel like a new man!
I start walking toward the Wards but I quickly break out into a run, a smile on my face. People recognize me as I run past, they smile, wave, looked surprised that I'm back from the dead.
I wave back, smile back. I can't wait to smile at and talk to people I actually know.
I run down to the tram that'll take me to the Wards. I hit the button and stop. Aw buzz kill.
That's when I notice two other occupants. A human woman and her husband or boyfriend.
I smile at them and the woman's eyes widen and a smile grows on her face. "Hey! You're Splicer!"
The husband frowns and squints at me. "Really?"
She nods. "Yeah! Didn't you watch the Commemorations on TV?"
"No, I was volunteering at the hospital remember?" He responds. Good guy.
"Oh yeah right. Anyways, can we take a picture with you?" She asks eager.
Aw, fans. "Sure."
I back up and put my arms over their shoulders as they take positions on either sides of me, their camera sitting on the railing facing us.
I give my best smile and feel genuinely happy about taking the picture. I wasn't really hot on the idea of being a "celebrity" before I got sick but now I'm in too good a mood to care about anything!
I shake their hands just as the tram slows to a halt. I wave goodbye to them and thank them for being friendly before sprinting out of the tram into the Presidium Proper toward the Shin Akiba district. It's a far run but hell I don't care.
I pass by certain locations like the Shrine of the Enkindlers and the Vol-Clan Exchange. I even pass by the Transportation Hub building that holds the Market District and all the places Shepard visits in ME2 in the Mid-Wards.
I start running up a bunch of stairs that actually connect my Block to the Market District, 27 levels up. Thankfully the atmosphere raises here.
I reach the top of the stairs panting heavily. I can see my building from here. I start sprinting to it and I reach it without delay.
I run through the lobby, bumping into a few of my neighbors and Mr. Dalarian who yells "Your rent is late!" and up the stairwell and up 7 flights of stairs. The whole time I'm contemplating how I'll reveal myself to my friends.
Should I just burst in and yell, "Surprise!"?
Should I sneak in and open a soda to get their attention and play it off like I've been there the whole time?
Should I just see what happens?
I'll go with that. Let's see what happens.
I reach the 7th floor quickly and I jog down the hall to my apartment. The door is ajar, so I peek inside, panting.
Through the small crack I see Nata on the couch with somebody else and they're embracing. It's not Zero she's with, I think it might be Alex. I'd have figured Zero would be…
The door suddenly opens and Zero punches me in the nose.
"Oof!" I cry, my head snapping back. I clutch at my face and backpedal a little. So much for seeing what happens.
"I'll beat the shit out of you, you pervert!" Zero growls angrily. "We're mourning here! What the fuck is wrong with you?"
I hold up a hand, my other hand holding my bleeding nose, trying to keep him back. "Zero! Zero it's me!"
"I don't know who the hell you are, but you're going to regret coming here of all places you son of a bitch!" Zero glows with biotics and raises a fist at me.
I hold up both my hands to defend the blow but Nata runs up and pushes Zero back. "Zero, stop! He's just some sick idiot. He doesn't deserve that."
Oh God they think I'm a peeping tom don't they? Well… to be fair I was panting and peering through a door that was cracked open.
Alex runs up and stares at me fearfully, her eyes are slightly swollen and red from crying. I then see Alex is wearing my Bazooka Bubblegum shirt, the same one she borrowed from me all that time ago. How sweet…
I straighten and wipe the blood of my face. "Guys. It's me."
Nata glances at me but refocuses on Zero who's scowling with fury, a fire burning in his eyes.
Alex stares at me more. She squints to get a good look at me.
She takes a few steps forward and leans in close to my face and looks straight in my eyes.
"Alex! Get away from him!" I hear Zero yell.
Alex's bloodshot green eyes widen. "Splicer? SPLICER!"
She jumps up and wraps her arms around my neck, forcing me back slightly. I smile wide. "Hi Alex."
Nata runs up and looks at me very carefully. She gasps and hops up and down in excitement. "Jackson!"
Keeping one arm around Alex, I use the other to pull Nata into a hug. "Hey Nata."
Zero rushes up with a towel in his hand and wipes the blood off my face. After it's gone he grabs my face and looks me in the eye. "SPLICER!"
He wraps his arms around all three of us and lifts us off our feet, laughing as he does it. Good times…
Zero puts us down and I release Nata and Alex drops back onto the ground. Alex wipes her eyes of tears, a smile on her face.
Nata stomps angrily on the ground in frustration, holding her hands in front of her face. "Ah! This damn mask! I can hardly see!"
I can see tears flowing freely from Nata's glowing blue tinted eyes because they glow for a second before they fade. Ah that's cool!
Zero isn't crying (thankfully) but he looks happy. "What the hell! You're… you're not sick! Yesterday you were all veiny and grey and stuff! Now you look perfectly healthy! Well, except for the busted nose… sorry about that by the way."
"It's cool, it's healing." I say noticing the burning sensation on my face. "And I don't know… I woke up on the Mass Relay monument and… I don't know but I was completely healthy."
Alex laughs and smiles. "You're so weird."
She hugs me again and I smile. "It's good to see you guys. Where's Ram and Vaga and Nelyna? I want to see them too."
Nata shakes her head. "Vaga is taking your supposed death worse than we are. He's at his place, working his way through his bar. And I think Ram is at his place. I don't know how he's taking it."
"Nelyna isn't taking very well either." Alex says. "I tried talking to her yesterday, you know, to say her goodbyes to you? Well she didn't answer the phone. So I called her work and they said she hasn't shown up for work in three days. She must've really cared about you."
I flashback to our… moment at the hospital. Yeesh… "Well who should I see first?"
"We can just call them, you must be tired." Alex says.
I guess… seems nicer to go see them in person. But now that she mentions it, I am pretty beat. And damn am I starving! "Alright. Can you guys call them? I'm starving!"
"We know you… just said that." Zero says with a frown.
Damn. "Thanks you guys."
I walk into my apartment. Wow the place is spotless. "Hey who cleaned?"
"Ram." Nata says taking a seat on the couch again. "He came by yesterday and started cleaning for some reason. If I had to guess it was because he ran out of stuff to clean in his house."
I chuckle. "Yeah that sounds like him. Alright, who's calling who?"
"I'll call Nelyna." Alex volunteers.
"I'll call Vaga." Nata says.
Zero sighs. "Guess that leaves me with the krogan."
I laugh. "Just be glad he's a bad krogan."
I hope it doesn't seem insensitive or something if I don't call them myself. Or do it in person. Oh well.
"Jackson." Nata says. "Vaga wants to talk to you."
I nod and she transfers the call to my omni-tool. "What's up, Vaga?"
He chuckles. "Alright. Quit fucking with me. Who is this?"
Damn he sounds wasted. "It's me. I'm alive. The doctor was wrong."
"No… no…" Ew sounds like he's crying. "Stop it. Just quit fucking with me."
Vaga always seemed like such a stable drunk too. He must be completely smashed. "I'm not fucking with you Vaga. I didn't die. I'm perfectly healthy."
"Seriously?"
I nod even though he can't see me. "Yeah. I'm okay."
"Oh… Okay… I'll uh… Really? Wow! Hey we should celebrate! Come over to my place tomorrow, I'm throwing a little get together!"
A party? For me? "Really Vaga?"
He chuckles. "Yeah!"
"Oh… wow! Nobody's ever thrown me a party before!" I say excitedly. "Thanks Vaga!"
He starts laughing. "Ha, ha, ha! Ah… That's pathetic… Anyways come by here at like… 9 PM tomorrow. See ya."
Wow… aw man. He's so drunk he's going to forget isn't he?
"Forget what?" Nata asks.
Goddamn inner monologue… "Vaga is elated. He's wants to throw a party for me tomorrow at 9."
"Oh cool!" Nata giggles excitedly.
I scoff. "Who said you could come?" I can physically see her disappointment mount. "I'm kidding."
She nods. "I thought so."
"Jackson." Zero says. "Ram is throwing a tantrum I can hear him breaking stuff. What should I do?"
"Transfer the call to me." I say panicked. If he's breaking stuff it must be bad. I never thought he'd do that in a million years.
Zero transfers the call.
"Ram? Ram calm down!" I yell over the noise of his rage.
"Lies! All lies! My best friend is dead! NO!" I hear some glass shatter and the sound of splintering wood. Best friend? Really?
"Dammit Ram! I'm alive you idiot! Now pull yourself together you pathetic sack of pyjak meat!" I yell into my omni-tool.
The sound of breaking objects stops and I hear Ram gasp. "Splicer? Is that you?"
"Yeah it's me. Now calm the fuck down." I say annoyed. He's such a drama queen.
"You're alive… Oh… Oh no! Look at what I did! There's dirt and debris everywhere! Sorry, I'd love to chat but I have to clean!" Ram cuts the call and I chuckle.
I wonder how Nelyna is doing. "Hey, Alex, how's it going with Nelyna?"
She nods. "Pretty good. I think she's coming over."
I nod. "Alright sounds good. If you guys need me I'm going to be in my room."
I go into the kitchen and grab some random scraps of food. I really need to go grocery shopping sometime, the Blue Suns attack left my fridge barren and it doesn't look like anyone's bothered to shop for groceries since then.
I take all the food and a can of Topari into my bedroom. Now is as good a time as any to do a little work.
I set my plate down on my desk and take a seat. First I think I'll do some investigating as to why my Fast Healing tonic seems to fail so miserably sometimes.
11:14 PM April 13, 2182
Oh! That makes sense! Sort of…
My Fast Healing tonic has a sort of charge effect, like a shield. The more I have to use it, the less effective it becomes at healing injuries.
So in other words, if I get shot, Fast Healing will repair all damaged tissue, repair or even replace ruptured organs. However, the more major injuries that I sustain, the more the tonic becomes selective of injuries. At that point it'll only heal injuries that it is capable of healing, like bruising, cuts, grazes, etc.
Fascinating… Well I suppose it was dumb of me to rely on Fast Healing out right. I guess I should start carrying medi-gel with me. I'll go pick some up tomorrow. Damn! If only I knew how to make that cell stim serum in the medkits! Then I wouldn't need medi-gel at all! Though… I don't really like using the medkits because the serum accelerates your cell reproduction and actually lengthens your lifespan. I know that sounds like a good thing but… I already feel not human as it is! Based on how many of those I've used in the past I'd say I'll live to at least 200! I don't want to live that long! I'll be all old and useless by then. I already feel like a freak and a spectacle without adding to the fact that I'll live to be twice as old as most people.
My best option is to only use those medkits in emergencies… let's see I have… 5 left.
My door opens and before I can look up at the new comer I am tackled to the ground.
"You're alive! Thank the Goddess!" Nelyna screams in happiness, holding my face and planting kisses on it.
I groan in discomfort.
"What's wrong?" She asks concerned.
"Your knee landed on my special parts…" I say in a voice raspy with discomfort as I point downward.
"Oh! Sorry." She says getting off me and helping me to my feet.
Though I am still bent over in pain, I give her a hug and a smile. "Hi Nelyna. It's good to see you."
"Thank the Goddess you're better, Splicer! How did that happen?" She exclaims.
I shrug. "I don't know. First I was in the hospital saying my goodbyes to Nata and Vaga, and next thing I know I wake up at the foot of the Mass Relay monument on the Presidium and I'm completely healthy. The doctor said my malady is completely gone from my system. You have no idea how happy I am to see all you guys again!"
Nelyna smiles. "Well I'm glad you're okay. I'm sorry but I have to go. The Consort must be very displeased with me and I must go apologize. We should do something though."
I nod. "Absolutely. Vaga offered to throw a party for me tomorrow, you're welcome to come."
"O-Oh. Yeah! I'll be there!" She says quickly leaving the room.
Odd. I could've sworn I detected disappointment there for a second. Oh well.
I sigh and take a seat at my desk again. Let's see… what to do now? I'm not sleepy at all, I feel wide awake. Hm… well… I have enough ADAM to do a little experiment that I've been cooking up in my head for a few weeks now. I've had ideas for plasmid concepts but I've never made a plasmid before so this will be a total experiment. Hopefully I can program the proper code into the ADAM's genetic map.
A Few Hours Later…
Well that should do it… I don't know if this'll work but hopefully I got it right.
I pick up the syringe containing my brand new plasmid and I inject myself with it.
Alright now it's only a matter of time until I can use it. If I did it right then the effect should be awesome.
I'm about to stand and get ready for bed when my terminal starts beeping, signaling me that I have a new message. A message? Oh! I must have a new job from somebody. I bought this terminal and made an extranet site advertising this terminal's contact information just for job offerings. Wow this person must be loaded. I deliberately put a high price on jobs to limit the number I receive.
I open it, it's from somebody named Armathis Filk, it says:
To: Splicer
From: Armathis Filk
Subject: DON'T REPLY Pinch
Hello Splicer.
I know you don't recognize the name, but it is me Pinch. This is one of my many aliases. To prove that it is me: You said that you did kill 5 of those people but 2 of them you didn't because you never killed any quarians or volus. That enough evidence?
Anyways for future reference here's a list of all my aliases:
Armathis Filk
Geos Thirn
Tezzin Kilg
Deverin Maas
Orig Hess
Mark Johnson
The Shadow Broker appointed me as your "Handler" shall we say. If there are any jobs that he needs you to do, he'll tell a representative that'll tell a broker that'll tell me, and I'll pass it on to you. Simple.
I am glad to hear that you are out of the hospital. I tried to come visit you, but you had already left.
Onto business. Remember that sensitive matter we had discussed? Well we need it taken care of soon.
A human bartender named Jeffrey Choi who works at Mex's Club, a high class gentlemen's club on the Bachjret Ward, is fronting a Red Sand dealership for the owner, a turian named Therimex "Mex" Uthakian. Jeffrey also works as an information dealer for the Shadow Broker. As you can imagine, his business on multiple fronts has made him very wealthy. Recently he came into contact with representatives of the Blue Suns secretly for unknown reasons. Now he's been meeting with them weekly at Mex's. All we could learn is that he cut ties with the Shadow Broker for no particular reason after he started meeting with the gang. We want to know why. The Shadow Broker also speculates that Mex is somehow involved.
Your job is to investigate what is going on at the meetings. Listen in on a meeting and break into Mex's office to find any useful information. Don't kill anyone. Yet. And don't be seen.
After that's done, report back to me at Teyseri Point Park and tell me what you've learned. The next meeting is taking place a week from today on Saturday April 21st at 10:00 PM.
We expect the best from you.
Depending on what is going on, you will be paid up to 100 times your standing rate posted on your extranet site if you do well and complete the job in its entirety. We normally don't pay so much but this is a sensitive situation, simply because it involves the Blue Suns.
Good luck.
I read the 2nd to last sentence over a few times. 100 times my standing rate? That's 1,500,000 credits! Jeez Louise… Good timing too. My hospital bills have cut my account down to around 700,000 credits. I need to do well on this one. That million I got from the first job lasted me a long time. And if they keep sending me jobs than well… I think I'll be set for life!
Let's see… I have a week until the meeting. I think a visit to Tyrannax is in order. And a little reconnaissance never hurt.
I stand and stretch. Ah… I'm feeling good! Can't wait for that party too! Still not tired though…
Maybe Tyrannax is actually still up?
I open my omni-tool and contact Tyrannax.
After a few short seconds the line picks up. "Jorgal Tyrannax, how may I help you?"
He sounds wide awake as well. "Tyrannax, it's me, Splicer."
"Splicer, glad to hear you're well."
"Thanks. Listen, my armor's due for a little tune up, when are you available?"
"I'm ready and able now. Just bring it over and we'll discuss what you need." Wow… never a dying moment with my crew.
"Thanks Tyrannax. I'll see you soon." I respond.
I grab my pea coat and pull on a pair of jeans. At this hour it's bound to be cold out. Don't want to go and get myself sick again now do I?
I grab my armor case and check to see if the pieces are all inside. Everything's accounted for. Except for my helmet of course. I close the case and toss it on my bed.
I go to my secret weapons locker and grab my new pistol, the one I got off the Blue Suns merc that I beheaded with that disc thingy… which actually gives me an idea.
I holster my pistol in my leg holster and grab my armor case.
Trying not to make any noise I sneak out of my apartment undetected. As I exit my apartment I see Alex, Zero and Nata had all fallen asleep on the couch. Cute, it's like a weird little alien family.
I notice the elevator is working again, so I take it down to the lobby which is abandoned.
I quickly exit the building and hail a cab at the nearby taxi terminal.
After a long ride to the Teyseri, I am forced to walk another quarter kilometer to Tyrannax's workshop.
I head inside and find Tyrannax sorting large metal cases that are stacked up to the ceiling in his house.
He looks at me as I enter. "Splicer."
"What're you doing?" I ask staring up a stack of cases.
"Sorting out all this armor and weapons. I took some boys and looted the Blue Suns Field HQ after C-Sec cleared it out during the Battle." He says as he pushes some crates aside to make a path to his basement workshop. "Come on let's take a look at that armor."
"I never figured you to be the kind of guy too loot his product." I say following him downstairs.
"Don't insult me." He scoffs. "I'm not selling that slag. I'm going to melt em' down and scrap em' for parts. Just cheaper to not have to fabricate new under-armor suits and ceramic Dura-plating."
He sweeps a bunch of stuff cluttering a table off onto the floor and motions for me to hand him my case.
"Not the most efficient way to organize your stuff." I say handing him my armor and staring at the pile of stuff on the floor.
He shrugs and dumps my armor out of my case onto the table.
"Customer etiquette isn't on top of your list either, huh?" I ask as he tosses my armor case onto a pile of discarded junk.
He shrugs again. "I work in the business of battle. Not much etiquette in blood."
I nod. "Fair."
"So what did you want me to do? Other than a routine repair job? Any upgrade you had in mind?" He asks as he separates pieces of armor that need repairing with ones that aren't damaged.
"I had a few ideas. Could you install magnetic clamps or something in the boots?" I ask holding up one of the greaves.
"There're already are mag clamps in the boots. You just haven't used em'." He says, lifting up a movable plate on my greave to show me a cylindrical apparatus.
"Really?" I say poking the apparatus. "How do I use them?"
"Tell your VI to turn em' on." He responds. I detect a hint of sarcasm there. I'm the master at sarcasm don't try and fool me with your deep threatening voice.
I sigh. "Thanks. Okay well I also want… like sound dampeners or something for the boots. You know things that quiet my footsteps."
That'll be extremely important in this upcoming job.
Tyrannax nods. "I can do that. Easily. What else?"
I lift up my shirt and show him my impalement scar. "I need more protection for in between the plates, I need armor on my stomach and that under-armor suit needs to be stronger. Bullets and knives cut it like butter."
"No problem." Tyrannax says nodding. "I can get you a new under-armor suit that'll rival quarian enviro-suits in protection and I can add scale plates in between the plates to add protection that won't impede your movement too much. It won't be cheap though."
"Have I asked how much this'll be yet?" I ask rolling my eyes impatiently.
"You have more ideas?"
"I sure do. I need a new helmet, but is there any way that you can make one that looks like this and does what this one does?" I ask showing him an old clip.
He shakes his head. "Can't do anything like that yet. The supplies I'll need for that would have to be custom made. It could take weeks for everything to come together for me to build it."
I nod. "Order them then. I want this made. Doesn't matter if it takes a long time."
He shrugs. "Alright, I'll get it done. Anything else?"
"I need new guns. My current ones feel obsolete. I took a pistol off a dead Blue Suns and it's far stronger than my old one." I say taking my pistol out of its holster and handing it to him.
He examines it and grunts. "Hm. Not bad. I haven't had a chance to examine any of their guns yet but this isn't bad. I can repaint it for you and add a laser targeting too if you like. What do you want for your new guns?"
I think over all the options. "Okay. Well I want a new shotgun and a new assault rifle. Write this down because I'm going to get real specific. I want the guns to match my armor in color and design. I want the shotgun to have a decent rate of fire and I want it to have very low spread. I like to have good range for my guns…"
He nods and doesn't write anything down. "Got it. And the assault rifle?"
"I want a semi auto rifle. What it lacks in speed I want it to make up for with power." I say thinking back on the Mattock from ME2. "I want it to be able to load Armor Piercing ammo too."
He nods thoughtfully. "That I can do. This will be truly spectacular."
An idea… a brilliant idea suddenly comes to my mind. I open my omni-tool and search another old video. "Can you make me a custom weapon?" I ask as I type.
He scratches his scales. "Perhaps. Depends on what kind of weapon it is."
"I want it to do this!" I say showing him the clip.
He shakes his head. "I definitely can't make anything like that. I can't make anything that'll disintegrate something."
My heart sinks… aw. I wanted a data disk! Eh… well I guess I can't have everything. "Alright how much?"
He shrugs. "Alright. I think this'll all come around to… 34,000."
"Whoa that's way more than normal." I say as I open my omni-tool.
"I got a lot of work to do. And you want that special helmet thingy." He says impatiently.
I transfer the payment. "I need it ASAP too."
"I'll have the armor upgraded and ready by Thursday. The helmet and weapons will take a while longer."
"Good. Thanks Tyrannax." I say leaving. He needs a better place of business. Maybe I could call in some favors for him?
A/N: Alright guys. Thanks again for reading. Hope you liked it. The next chapter is great, you'll all just love it. I know this one was mediocre at best but the story improves dynamically from here on.
Exciting news! I've decided to add, yes add, chapters to part one of my story! Don't fret, it'll be awhile before it's added and I have a pretty good idea of what I'm going to do. Of course it'll take a while to write and plan and whatever. But what I can tell you is it'll be another multi-part event up to 5 parts and the focus will be OC development. It'll be Ch. 25-29 and it's going to be good. So if you guys like the story, congrats! You get 5 more chapters of action and a 37 chapter story! If you're me, then sucks to be you! You have to write 5 more chapters and get to work on the sequel of the story! Oh right… By the way I've made very, very little progress on Massive Shock 2. Sorry.
Whatever. It needs more thought. Thanks for reading you guys. Also I'm having an open beta call for anyone interested. I'll take up to two betas preferably one who's a girl to give me advice on romantic stuff in my story. As my beta, you'll get special privileges like the freedom to read my entire story.
Anyways. Thanks for reading, I hope you continue reading, and if so, I'll see you next Tuesday.