SECOND ARC! YEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH BOIIII!

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"Speech."

'Thoughts.'

"S-Chip speech."

You know…this isn't like a vacation or a holiday or some silly shit like that, where you leave your house for like two weeks, be in awe of your new surroundings and then come back. I've been here for 2 fucking years, two of em, two spaces with twelve months in each of them. And I'm going to be quite honest.

I've gotten used to it.

Well not all of it. I mean I constantly remind myself like.

'Dude you can die you know?'

'This isn't a game.'

And the classic.

'Holy jumping shit balls….. THIS IS A GAME!'

And that's the reason I have one percent of…..umm…..unusedtothisness. Fuck it, I'll never get used to this place completely. Why didn't I just say that? Whatever.

Well as I said it HAS been 2 years and still no Saren, no Geth, no nothing. I would have expected this because I don't know what EXACT day this will all go down but we do know that Saren has been getting more and more secluded even by Spector standards, or so says the GOD operative in the Specter requisitions office, the last time Saren was there was about three weeks ago. So either he keeps his weapons in immaculate condition all the time and never needs any medigel at any time. Or he's planning on invading the galaxy with some Geth pals of his and needs to be alone to plan this little party.

Oh you bet your sweet ass it's the second one but if I tell that to someone, especially a Turian, they'd be like 'Bitch you Crazy.'

Fuck em, they'll find out soon enough and when that happens we will be ready to act.

I had to stay at the Hashima base for two years for my training and then for missions with my team. We specialize in getting the fuck in, fucking shit up, and getting the fuck out, all without the enemy knowing we were there. But since GOD was so secretive we couldn't just say we worked for them so we had to make our own 'cover' name for our little team.

'Aigion' (Pronounced: I-guy-on.) is what all of us decided on. Didn't mean anything, it was perfect.

Denalli specializes in sniping, which proves that Turians are good for that shit. He's usually better in the stealth aspect when the area is small enough that he doesn't have to move, when he does he is usually alone but always covering us. His S-Chip is Purple with crosshairs.

Drakev was a surprise because despite his size I swear he is quieter than a cat, although not fast he is incredibly strong, he serves as the mission perimeter guardian and if shit hits the fan he jumps in and helps us. His S-Chip is Purple with a bomb.

Fasha is wickedly strong in her Biotics especially in the controllability within confined spaces, she knows her way around tech and can use a pistol with deadly accuracy. Her S-Chip is purple with a lightning bolt.

I have also improved and rely on my hand to hand abilities and my use with a scoped SMG. I'm not that good with tech and I REALLY suck at long range shooting, but my overall sneakiness more than makes up for it. At least that's what Sabine told me when she was training me. Hell, before all this I could fuck up a cup of coffee, but I have come a long way and I feel great but not overconfident. My S-Chip is Purple with the letter I.

But why? Why a team?

We needed to live our lives outside of GOD so we started this team. This small stealth oriented mercenary group. We took odd jobs here and there and slowly gained a reputation and not before too long we actually got a name for ourselves, not as big as the Blue suns, Eclipse or Blood pack, hell we only had four members including me with hopefully more on the way. Our reputation was based on getting the jobs done without or with as little mess as possible. Period.

Today GOD, specifically Rey sent us to a small planet behind the Persius veil. You know, Geth Territory. He wanted us to find some info on what they were doing there and whatnot, it was a mission originally asked for by Soze because he had most of the Quarian ties. We also went there to see if the Geth had any info related to the events that might unfold.

Well we got there by traditional means which included jumping out of a shuttle and we landed in a dense jungle which was foggy as well. We activated our Camo. It was like chameleon skin, you stood in one place and it would camouflage you to the surroundings. It was great because it used almost 100% less energy than a regular cloak and it locked the colors in so you never had to keep the Camo up and waste energy. But we did have regular cloaks for emergencies.

"We are about 1 mile from a supposed Geth 'campsite'." Said Fasha as we crept along the jungle floor.

"I'll we following parallel alongside you guys, hopefully on higher ground." Said Denalli. About 200 feet to the left of us.

"I got the rear covered." Said Drakev. About 100 feet behind us.

"Let's get in, do what we do best and leave." I said as I checked down the scope of my SMG. "I really don't want to fuck about behind the Persius veil."

Fasha responded. "When have we fucked about on one of our missions?"

I chuckled. "Point taken I guess."

"Heads up gentleman and lady. We got a Geth patrol coming up from the rear." Muttered Drakev.

"Huh, really?" Asked Denalli as he slowly turned around to check on Drakev's claim.

"Yeah lady." Muttered Drakev.

"Well fuck you too." Said Denalli as he looked down the scope of his sniper rifle.

"What do you see?" Asked Fasha.

"Let's see…. Two troopers…..no wait three troopers. And that seems to be it."

"We can handle it." I said. We have to surround them and take them out at the same time. I don't want all the Geth on the whole fuckin planet to know we're here.

I had an idea.

"Here's what we can do. Denalli, mark those targets so we can see them on the map, then back track towards Drakev's position but stay parallel to him, Fasha you separate from me and go close to where Denalli was, I'll stay here. We are going to close and box these fuckers in slowly. What do you guys think?"

Silence.

"I'm down." Said Denalli.

"Me too." Said Drakev.

"Works for me." Said Fasha.

"Ok but we have to move quickly because they are heading towards the supposed 'base camp'."

We were moving into position slowly due to the fact we didn't want to be seen but the Geth patrol was also moving so we couldn't stall.

But then something happened. A Shot rang out. One of the Geth's heads blew up.

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"Shit! Hold your fire! Who the fuck fired?" I said through my S-Chip.

"I got movement from where the shot was fired!" said Denalli. "It wasn't one of us."

The remaining Geth began opening fire towards the where the shot originated from.

I cry was heard.

"Damn! They must have shot the person. I'm going to help." I said.

One Geth already ran towards the sound of the cry. The other was quickly destroyed by Drakev.

I ran after the Geth and almost tripped. That trip saved my life because a round passed where my head would have been. More Geth were coming from the direction of the camp.

"SHIT!" I yelled out.

"Denalli! Fuck em up!" I roared.

Denalli quickly sniped every Geth he could find, unaware of the Geth that approached him from behind.

A twig broke.

Denalli instantly grabbed his pistol with wide eyes, rolled over and shot the Geth behind him until the gun overheated. The Geth was no more. He shook his head, rolled back over and continued to snipe.

Fasha used her biotics in ripping apart anything that came close. "They just don't end!"

Drakev used good old fashion strength and his shotgun to cover Fasha's back. "But neither will we!" roared Drakev as he punched a Geth against a tree with his shotgun.

I was sprinting towards the sounds of struggle that I heard. The person was injured, that I can tell due to the blood on the ground.

Another shout. This time of rage, the voice sounded female. Wait…

The Geth must have found her. 'Shiiiiiit, got to hurry!'

I saw some movement on a little clearing. "Bingo."

I saw the Geth first and immediately fired at it as I ran towards it. The Geth slapped my weapon out of my hand and puched at my face. I dodged, grabbed my knife and sharply plunged it into the flashlight before turning around and plunging the knife into the side of the Geth's head. The Geth Raised its weapon and was about to fire when.

"BOOM!"

It fell motionless in front of me….But it didn't self-destruct.

Behind the Geth stood a figure. A figure with a shotgun. A Quarian with a shotgun.

I stepped towards the female Quarian.

"Wha-?"

"Stay back!" she yelled as she pointed her weapon towards me. Her shoulder was bleeding.

My blood froze. I suddenly remember a conversation I had with Mike shortly before dying.

Flashback.

"So how did she get the evidence?" I asked Mike.

"Something about following a Geth patrol to some planet to get some info on Geth. They say it's like impossible to get data from Geth because they like blow themselves up if they get destroyed or something. It seems Tali found a way. The game says that she is the one with the most knowledge on Geth and how they work." Said Mike as he idly looked at his computer screen.

End Flashback.

These circumstances.

"My name is Ethan Talon, what's yours? What are you doing here?"

She lowered her shotgun slightly and hesitantly responded.

"Well…."

That voice.

That armor.

"I am Tali'Zora and I appreciate the help but my question is the same as yours. What are you, a human doing here?"

It's her.