The skycar banked and went in for a landing as they had arrived at their destination. Shepard, along with Zaeed and Miranda, exited the car and began their mission. A vigilante named Archangel had been razing all kinds of hell on the mercenary groups on Omega. The file that Cerberus has on him showed that he was a deadly shot and tech expert. Something that he could use against the Collectors when they come across them.

Walking up a Blue Sun batarian was waiting for them. "It's about time they sent me someone who looks like they can fight. They tell you what we're up against?"

"Vaguely," Shepard answered. "Just that you have Archangel Cornered."

"We wouldn't get many hires if everyone knew the truth." The batarian directed them towards a nearby wall that had an Eclipse grunt crouched down. "Archangel's holed up in a building at the end of the boulevard over there He's got superior position, has only one guy left from his squad with him that's packing some major heat and the only way in is over a very exposed bridge. It's a killing ground. But they're getting tired and have been mistakes. We'll have them soon enough."

"You must have a plan in place already?"

The merc nodded. "A small team is waiting to infiltrate his hideout, but we need to draw Archangel's and his man's fire so they can move in."

"And us Freelancers…"

The batarian continued. "Exactly, you'll be part of a distraction team. Head straight over the bridge and keep Archangel busy so the infiltration team can sneak in behind him."

Zaeed then blasted the batarian, "That's goddamn suicide!"

The batarian did nothing other than shrug his shoulders at the veteran Mercenary. "Pretty much. But you three look like you can handle it. Head up to the boulevard and get to the third barricade. Talk to Sergeant Cathka. He'll tell you when to go in."

"We'll find the Sargent then," Shepard said.

"Good idea. Watch yourself out on the boulevard. Those two have killed a lot of out there already." He finished before Turing and walked away.
When the batarian was out of earshot, Zaeed laughed, "In's going to be easy. Out's gonna be a bitch."

"He's right," Miranda agreed. "We need to find a way to even the odds."

"The Mercenary groups have been utilizing a combination of heavy mechs and gunships," EDI informed them. "Weakening them before leaving will improve your chances."

"Thanks, EDI," Shephard said. He was a little hesitant on taking on an A.I. installed onboard his new ship but had been a boon to the crew as time has passed.
The first room they entered held the leaders of the Eclipse mercs overviewing the assault plans. "As the first wave goes in, the infiltration team will attempt to take Archangel by surprise. I don't expect much from the freelancers. When they fail, we're up next. The light mechs will go first. If it's not enough, then we send in the heavy. Be prepared."

As the meeting continued, Shephard saw a datapad off to the side. Feeling nosey, he grabbed it and found some rather juicy intel, practically about Aria. 'Aria would most definitely like to read this and would more than likely be thankful for learning this.' Swiping the data, they exited the room to a hallway. At one end held the Eclipse heavy mechs that were left unintended. The soldier smiled as he signaled Miranda over to the console used for programming the YMIR's IFF software.
Moments later, Miranda broke through the weak security encryption on the computer and reprogrammed its friend-foe system. Zaeed liked that. "That's gonna blow up pretty well in their faces."

Continuing, they passed the Blood Pack group as none of the three wanted to be around the big group of vorcha without any breathing equipment on.
They found the gunfire loudest in an open area filled with barricades. Shepard and the team watched as a vorcha peeks over the wall only to get his whole head turning into a pile of bloody chunks and paste.

"Damn, I wonder what the hell he's using that could do that and where can I get one," Shepard asked as he looks at the now decapitated vorcha.

"An Anti-martial rifle most likely if it can do that. Will need to be careful when crossing the bridge, Commander." Miranda advised.

"Agreed," Shephard nodded as they ducked under the barricade to avoid any unnecessary crossfire between them, Archangel and the mercs.
Shepard noticed a Blue Sun batarian entering one of the nearby doors. Zaeed seemed interested in finding out who was leading the suns, and from what they had seen were the ones running this attack.

Zaeed walked over and got a peek inside before the door closed on him before returning. "learn anything, Zaeed?" Shepard asked the veteran Mercenary.

"Yeah, the guy running this shit show is a batarian named Tarak. We've crossed paths a few times." Zaeed began explaining. He doesn't trust anyone out of his outfit and more so outside the Suns. Having two rival merc bands helping in this assault means he must be desperate to take down this Archangel we're after. Other than that, he's as ruthless like any other batarain you'll meet in the Suns. They were talking about the gunship before the door closed."

Shephard thanked him for the info before they continued. They walked past the second barricade and went to where the freelancers of the attack were gathering and walked to nearest freelancer. He stood in gray armor with his back against the wall right side of the barricade. "I'm looking for Cathka," he said.

The freelancer looked over at him. "You and me both, pal. He's over there, working on the gunship." He jerked his head over to where a gunship stood with a few Blue Suns behind it. "We go over the bridge when he gives the word. Go talk to him if you want, but I'm in no hurry."

Shephard nodded and walked over to the side of the gunship where some freelancers stood. "Cathka?"

The freelancer pointed behind him on the other side of the gunship. There stood a Blue Suns merc, completely armored and helmeted too. He held a tool in his hand, more than likely using it to fix whatever damage was done to the gunship. He made a gesture with his unused hand that made the freelancers walked off. He deactivated the tint of his visor it was clear he was a batarian. "And its Sargent Cathka. You must be the group Salkie mentioned. You're just in time."

"Salkie?"

"You met him when you were dropped off," Cathka set his tool down and pulled out a cigarette. "He radioed to say you were coming. Said you three would stand out more than the rest of the freelancers. Anyway… The infiltration team is about to give the signal. Archangel and his friend won't know what hit them. Got any questions? This might be your last chance." He said as he lit his cigarette.

"The bridge the only way in?" Shephard asked as he spotted a few maps nearby.

"Until the Gunship's working again or the blasters finish the tunnels," Cathka explained as patted the gunship he been working on. "Look, we got a plan. We don't need you trying to come up with any great ideas. Just do your damn job, collect your credits, and go home."

"So, we jump the barricade and head straight for Archangel's building?"

"And try not to get killed too fast. You're only a distraction as long as your alive. You don't have to make it all the way across. Just keep Archangel watching that bridge. The Infiltration team will do the rest."

"You leading the attack?"

The batarian barked out a laugh at that. "Tarak doesn't pay me to fight. I just plan the attacks and fix the damn gunships. You, freelancers, get the privilege of-"
The nearby terminal started up with a burst of noise, getting everyone's attention. "Targets insight. We're a go." A voice declared.

"Check. Bravo team-go, go, go!" Cathka replied.

The sound of feet hitting the ground filled the air, not in unison like discipline soldiers but of many kinds all working together. If Shepard and the others looked behind them, they would see the freelancers rushing over the first barricade and onto the bridge.

"Archangel and his friends have quite the surprise waiting for them," Cathka said smugly as he turned away from the terminal. "But that means no more waiting for me." He tapped his visor, putting the tint back on as he turned to the gunship. "Gotta get her back to a hundred percent before Terak decides he needs her again.
Seeing the tool Cathka had left alone, picking up, he walked up beside the Sargent getting his attention. "You work too hard," Shephard said before jabbing the tool into Cathka's suit, frying the batarian in his own suit. The sound of weapons fire covered up the sound of the Sargant's screams as he fell over twitching before dying.

Now came the hard part.

Crossing the bridge to Archangel was going to be easy. If they didn't fire at the freelancers that were trying to keep Archangel at bay, they could sneak around them ad take them out when they were out of snipers firing arch, where they can take out the remaining freelancers.

"Right, let's give these guys a surprise of our own," Shepard said. When the three jumped the barricade, they were greeted with the sight of more than a few dead bodies littered the ground.

Shepard had to blink at the carnage that was done here. Many of the bodies were torn to shreds or blasted apart, and their corpses left out to rot. The Commander's nose twitched at the scent of chard flesh and wondered why he was only now just smelling this much death? He couldn't ponder this long as the line of living meat shields that stood in front of him were dwindling fast.

They rushed behind some of the freelancers and made it to the other side. When they did, the few freelancer's that were left paused and let out a breath of relief. Shephard was about to take care of them when the first merc entered the building followed by the others.

Shepard was about to follow behind to take care of them until he was pushed back from the sound of explosions. Blinking his eyes from the dust flying, he looked and saw the freelancers that were in front of him get blasted to bits by walking into some kind of proximity mine.

"Bloody hell, that was close!" Zaeed said as he shook his head.

"Proximity mines. Archangel or his friend must have planted them to keep the mercs out of their blind spots." Miranda explained.

The three moved on into the building and began looking around their surroundings for more traps. They moved up the stairs and saw the infiltration team planting some explosive to the door where Archangel was at.

Seeing the opportunity in front of him. Shepard leveled his weapon and fired at the explosive the engineer was planting. The reaction was what the N7 soldier was hoping for as the device detonated, killing anyone around.

Looking around, they noticed no other contacts in the area as they swept their surroundings just in case. It looked clear, and there was no going back now.
Entering the area where Archangel was at, they spotted a turian in blue and black armor with a helmet on and mantis sniper rifle in hand looking out over the bridge.

"Archangel?" Shepard said to get his attention.

The turian raised a claw to wait a moment. Peaking out Shepard saw a surviving freelancer was trying to hide. He poked his head out of cover for just a moment before receiving a shot to the head by the expert sniper.

With that done, the vigilante rose from his spot and pulled off his helmet, much to Shepard's surprise as the familiar turian. "Shephard? Thought you were dead." Garrus said as he sat on a nearby couch to rest up.

"Garrus?! What are you doing here?" Shephard said in shock but also joy at seeing one of his friends alive.
"Just keeping my skills sharp. A little target practice," he replied in a tired voice.

"You ok?"

"Been better, but it sure is good to see a friendly face. Killing mercs is hard work."

"How'd you manage to piss off every major merc organization in the Terminus Systems?" Shepard asked his old comrade. He knew the former C-sec detective had a habit of pissing people off but not to this extreme.

"It wasn't easy. I really had to work at it. I'm amazed that they teamed up to fight me. They must really hate me," the turian chuckled.

"Since when did you start calling yourself Archangel?" Shepard said with a raised eyebrow and smile. He watched as the turian almost looked embarrassed.

"It's just a name the locals gave me. For all my good deeds. I don't mind it, but please …it's just 'Garrus' to you."
"What are you doing on Omega?" Shepard switching topics.

Garrus looked down before answering. "I got fed up with all the bureaucratic crap on the Citadel. Figured I could do more good on my own." He said before looking back up at Shephard. "At least it's not hard to find criminals here. All I have to do is point my gun and shoot."

"Well, we got here, but I don't think getting out is going to be easy," Shepard said as he leveled with his friend.

Garrus nodded in agreement as he got up from his spot and moved back to the window overlooking the bridge. "No, it won't. That bridge has saved our lives funneling those witless idiots into my scope. But it works both ways." He pointed out. "They'll slaughter us if we try to get out that way."

"So, we just sit here and wait for them to take us out?" Miranda said in her class half empty tone.

"It's not so bad," Garrus replied. "This place has held them off so far." He said as he moved towards the window overlooking the bridge, "And with the three of you… I suggest we hold this location, wait for a crack in their defenses, and take our chances. Not a perfect plan, but it's a plan."

"If we fight as a team, will hold them off," Shepard said with confidence in his voice.

"You're right Their numbers won't help them here anyway." Garrus nodded in agreement.

"As long as we can keep them back from setting off any more of my satchel charges then we should be good." Said an unknown voice.

The four turned to the sound of a synthesized female voice only for three of the four to rear back in surprise at the unknown mech that came through the door behind them.

Shephard had seen many kinds of armor throughout his career in the Alliance and in life but never had seen a set like this before. It was some mech, no, a power suit, power armor. He could see a black body mesh under the layer of armor plates. The most striking thing to see was the orange/yellow glow it had for the helmet's eyeholes.

"Otherwise we're going to be turning this firefight into a brawl at best," said the women in the suit.

Shepard also noticed the really long and really outdated sniper rifle that she was carrying in her armored hands. "I think we found who was using that AT rifle,"
"Bloody hell, and I thought my Jessie was an old rifle," Zaeed said in slight surprise.

"She may be two centuries old but still fires true and kills whoever is in front of her," the heavily armored women said as she walks over to us and stands next to Garrus. "The downstairs have been resealed. And if they do get through, I left a few surprises for them." She told the turian before looking back at us. "So, this the group you stopped me from shooting? Well, I can see two of them are good for heavy combat. Her, on the other hand," she pointed Shepard and Zaeed before at Miranda. "Looks more ready for a night out to town than a war zone."

Miranda didn't say anything much to Shepard's surprise and herd Zaeed snickers to himself.

"Don't antagonize the help, Courier," Garrus said before turning back to the soldier. "Shepard, meet my friend by chance, Courier."

"Courier?" Repeated Shepard, with a raised eyebrow.

"It's what my job was before all this began and let's leave it at that," Courier replied before turning back to the door. "ED-E, get up here, we need those sensors of yours!" She shouted. A moment later, a new robot appeared through the doorway that reminded looked like a spinoff of humanities first satellite, Sputnik.

"Well that's something you don't see every day," Shepard commented at the new addition to the group.

The new hovering robot let out a few beeping radio fritzing sounds before it stopped and floated next to Courier.

"Since we're all here, let's see what there up to," Garrus said as he, walked back to the balcony. "Hmm… it looks like they know their infiltration team failed."

"What do we have?" Courier asked as she pulled up her rifle. When she turned, Shepard saw more weapons from humanities past on her. Some of which if she sold them would get her enough credits to buy a light cruiser.

"Scouts. Eclipse, I think." Garrus answered her before offering the scope to Shepard. "Here take a look."
He took a look through the scope and saw LOKI mechs coming over the barricade and down the boulevard. "That looks like a lot more than just scouts."

"Indeed. We better get ready." The turian said, taking back the gun.

Courier fired her big gun right then, "One less to worry about."

"Courier and I will stay up here. We can do a lot of damage from this vantage point." Garrus said before turning to him. "You…you do what you do best. Just like old times, Shepard." Shepard nodded than waved the others back towards the stairs.

They went back to the downstairs living area and positioned themselves up and started eliminating the first wave of robots that came at them.