So I hope you enjoy this, as it has been annoying me for a while, enough to write a story, I hope you enjoy as much as I will. It will be sort of a Self-insert.
Some aspects will, of course, be different.
(Okay this was edited and updated on 2 2 20)
It was another dull day, heading home from university, back to my house. It was an alright place but it would never be my home. I wasn't abused, deprived, hated. It was something worse. I was forgotten, not cared about, never felt love.
I was quite good with science and computers, Though because for some unknown reason no-one would hire me. I never understood that.
If I wasn't there in the morning they wouldn't have noticed a thing, just continued doing whatever they did while I went to Uni and back.
They forgot everything about me, my birthday, special days at Uni and everything.
Sighing I walked through the door and up to my room, from the silence of the whole place they weren't here.
Getting changed I headed out again for work, the only way I could survive.
Nothing special just a simple cashier, the owner of the place let me have a discount if I bought from here after I told him the situation with my parents.
Sighing again, something I was doing more and more lately I waited for a customer to come to pay for something.
It had been an hour and still no one, people must have come earlier on during the week for their shopping. Just as I had finished that thought a guy walked in.
Looking around the place before he finally came to me. "Hello, what would you like to buy?" I asked but he just looked behind me.
"Hello?" I asked again starting to get annoyed.
At that he then pulled a gun from his jacket, putting it against my head. "You should've kept your mouth shut, you might've lasted longer in this world." He said pulling the trigger, everything feeling numb as I saw myself falling to the ground.
Looking at him a bit longer I then saw him vault over the counter and presumably to get the money as the world faded to black.
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(Year 2166)
Waking up was something I was not expecting for well... Ever, yet here I was waking up from what seemed to be a nightmare in a room that seemed much nicer than the one I normally had.
Well, first things first figure out where I am. I thought looking around the room, it seemed to be quite confined, almost like a cupboard would.
The next thing to catch my eye was the window on the right side of the room, a window and being able to see stars, lots of them.
Moving on with the observation of the room he saw that it was quite bare though it was quite nice to see his favourite colour, Black. On the back wall above my bed a couple of knives in a stylised fashion.
"Ryvern get up, we finally get to go on a planet at last." Someone called out from the other side of his door.
"Erh, okay," I said trying to gather where I was.
It was safe to say that it was a space-faring universe, maybe it was one that I knew.
"Um this might sound stupid but... who are you, who am I?" I asked, not sure if it was the best idea.
"Are you okay?" The voice said sort of familiar now that I thought about it.
"I just can't remember who I am or who you are," I said thinking of an excuse to make me not overly suspicious than I was already.
A few seconds silence before a reply came "Okay." "Look open the door and I'll see what I can clear up your memory." The voice said as I got up to open the door.
"Now that's done could you tell me who you are?" I asked looking forward to some answers.
"I'll start with my name then, My name is John Shepard, and the year is 2166 and you're my younger brother Ryvern." John Shepard said which means that... I'm IN MASS EFFECT.
Getting up to what looked like a mirror I looked at my reflection.
I had black and purple hair, was around 160cm and had mostly black clothes on.
"We're heading to Mindoir right," I said more calmly.
"Yeah good to see, maybe you stayed up to late last night then." Twelve-year-old Shepard said.
"Yeah probably... So what are you going to do when you grow up then?" I asked after a few seconds putting my plan into action.
"Probably captain a ship, maybe join the Alliance navy to follow in our parent's footsteps." He said. "I've not given it much thought."
He looked at me again. "Are you okay now after that bout of amnesia?" He asked concerned.
"I'm fine I must've not had enough to drink or eat or something, I had a nightmare as well so that might be it." I continued turning to look out at the stars.
"If you say so." He answered deciding to stay with me for a little longer, losing myself in my mind thinking over what would happen in the coming years.
Time to mess up the timeline. I thought to myself, first would be to gain some experience in fighting and making a name for myself, then take over the shadow broker's network, get Mordin to help with things requiring scientific knowledge.
"Ryvern!" A voice pulled me out of my musing for the future of this galaxy.
"Yeah?" I asked wondering what he was talking about now.
"You sure alright, you just spaced out for a second." He asked looking concerned, making me feel unsure and surprised, not used to being cared about.
"Yes, why wouldn't I be?" I said a little angrily.
"Well, you just seem different lately." He said not paying attention to my tone.
"Do I," I said not paying much more attention, instead of focusing on my plans.
"You seem more grown-up, less carefree." He said making me freeze I was different from his original brother.
"Never mind." He continued "Anyway better prepare we aren't going to get this opportunity for a while." He said leaving me to my musing.
After he left the room I turned my attention to the knives on the wall, they would probably come in handy.
(Mindoir one day later)
"You know when we said we were going to a planet I expected it to be more, well foreign," I said disappointed, contrary to John's reaction.
"What are you talking about, we are actually on another planet." He said running off, making me sigh at his childishness, apparently, he hadn't been on Earth too long.
"You don't seem as happy as him." Hannah Shepard said as she walked up to me.
"You seem surprised," I countered making both of my parents look at each other in a slight shock.
"We have been meaning to talk to you, Lately you have been acting more mature, even more than your older brother." Alex Shepard said as I turned around an instinct telling me it's time to become what is needed to help John.
After a few seconds of silence between us, I spoke. "Take John and leave now," I said not stopping as they froze before they noticed I was still walking away.
"What!? Ryvern come back where are you going?" Hannah shouted as she ran to me and tried to grab my shoulder. Shaking her off I kept walking.
"Just take John and Leave," I repeated as now both of them came trying to stop me at least until I pulled the knives out from my sleeves that I had sharpened and practised with making both freeze in their tracks.
"Ryvern?" Hannah asked shakily.
Just as I was about to speak a noise distracted me, making me look to the left for a second before I looked back, instead of John's parents they were mine. Freezing I took a few seconds before I shook my head and threw the knives. The one aimed at John's dad missed barely, The one for Hannah however instead of striking her in the head, missed and gave her a cut on her cheek before flying off behind her.
When her scream of pain reached me the image of my old parents shattered and was replaced with John's, Hannah holding her face as blood flowed down it.
Taking a few seconds to compose myself I pulled out my hidden knife I had in case I lost the other two or they noticed before this moment. "Look just take John and leave while you still can," I said my face hardening after each word.
"You're coming with us," Hannah shouted again with both conviction and pain, this made me pause for a couple of seconds before looking over my shoulder.
"If you love me then you will do as I say," I said continuing on my path.
"No! You are coming with us as well." She said firmly just making me stop and sigh.
"I had hoped it wouldn't come to this..." I said trailing off as I took my shirt off. "If you do love me as you might think then maybe this will," I said raising the knife.
"What are you-." She asked as I plunged it into my shoulder, only releasing a gasp at the pain.
At first, they did nothing just looking in shock. Waiting a few seconds for them to indicate them to follow what I had told them to do. "Are you going to do what I say?" I asked as they still didn't do anything.
Okay well, they asked for it. Dragging the knife diagonally down my chest when it was halfway down Hannah cried out. "Stop, we'll take him and go, just stop."
Not stopping until it was on the other side of my torso before I stopped. "Leave Now!" I shouted not playing around anymore, if they didn't go soon then we all would be dead. They took a few seconds to look at the blood dripping down my chest staining it and the ground around me red.
Waiting until they were out of sight I pulled a couple of Medi-gel syringes and stabbed them into my chest, the wound shrinking until all that was left was a scar.
-o0o-
A few minutes later it happened Batarian slavers. The unprepared colonists on Mindoir stood no chance most people relaxing not having seen anything on sensors.
Making my way to the armoury, I soon found what I was looking for, Weapons assault rifles and pistols.
Sneaking towards the outskirts of the colony perimeter, towards one of their unsuspecting shuttles.
The surprise on the poor Batarian slaver was too good to see, the surprise of seeing a ten-year-old boy holding an assault rifle.
"You are taking me to your ship, if not tell me now and I'll put you out of your misery as a slaver," I spoke in a cold tone, not one a ten-year-old child should be able to make and be taken seriously.
"You son of a b-" I didn't bother letting him continue, he made his choice, pulling the trigger the un-armoured pilot soon fell dead.
Looking around I saw a locker filled with more weapons. "Well, no use... I will need some credits now won't I," I said thinking more logically.
Looking around at the flight control panel, I saw it was clearly labelled, taking off while looking at the sensors to see where their ship was, happy to see that the ship that we arrived on was gone.
"Well John, Live to fight another day, live to fight another day," I said sort of sad as I prepared for the takeover of their ship, which might not let me see him again.
(POV John Shepard ten minutes earlier)
"Why do we have to leave, we just got here." I wined as they boarded their ship again, my anger blinding me of the fact that his brother wasn't present and the fact that his mother's cheek was bleeding.
"Because we are," Father spoke, leaving no room for argument.
Not saying anything I went to my room that was slightly larger than Ryvern's brothers.
(No-ones POV Ten minutes later)
Ten minutes later they started receiving distress calls from Mindoir talking of Batarian slavers, attacking all who resisted and capturing all who could.
John's parents soon realised something. Their youngest son had saved their lives, almost certainly sacrificing his life in the process, though not knowing how he knew they were coming.
Out of his room came John still slightly annoyed about the planet trip being cut short. "Where's Ryvern, I want to play with him." He asked making both parents freeze.
Sighing they decided it was best, to tell the truth. "John, do you know why we cut our trip short." Hannah Shepard started making John confused.
"No, why?"
"It was because Ryvern told us, before running off." She continued, John still not seeing the point.
"He's still on the planet when Batarian slavers attacked." Will Shepard continued, it finally getting through to him what happened.
"He's either dead or taken..." He said quietly with his parents nodding.
"I'll be in my room." He said quietly walking off slowly to his room neither of them mentioning what had happened while he was exploring.
Ok a little short, but this was only meant to be a prologue, the last one I did was at least 3000 words long when it was meant to be 1000.
Hope you enjoy it, probably a few days before it starts.
Through Death I get My Silence...