She's the real Reaper
I apologise for the lack of chapter content I just have some other things to balance right now but you guys are still a priority.
I think a lot of you missed chapter five btw, I did say I would replace it.
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Luck just wasn't with Spider today, was it? First She remembered that Zaeed would require a visit lest he complain which he did anyway, something about how youngsters should respect their elders especially those who are better than them. He soon shut up when she told him her actual age.
Then there was the case of Samara being out with Shepard and Spider worrying about the mother who will no doubt be going through terrible grief, especially after doing the deed herself.
Perhaps this will distract her. Spider thought but wasn't entirely convinced. "The only thing I can do is rest." She said to herself and went to lie down. It was a relief when the dark folds of sleep accepted her in their warm embrace.
A distant voice called out to her. "Spider... Spider.. Wake up." Yes, she could do that, or she could stay happily asleep. "Screw this!" She heard another voice say. Suddenly there was a hand grabbing her with the intention to shake her awake. Yeah, that worked out about as well as it did for the dark brotherhood.
Instantly Spider was awake and had pulled the person towards her and had a blade at their throat in seconds. Jack was quite surprised to say the least.
"Please don't do that again." Spider said as she sheathed the weapon. "Now, what was this about?"
"The commander is requesting you board the shuttle so she can choose who take take on the way to the mission while the damn IFF installs." Was the response Spider received.
"Why can't she just choose now and take an extra as a back up option?" Spider asked.
"That's a good point actually." Jack replied.
"Either way I have a spell to prepare and won't be able to accompany the Commander on this mission, let her know that I send my regards." That was the last thing Spider said to them both before leaving for some place where no one would disturb her.
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It took a few hours sure, no thanks to the lack of magic in this universe but oh well. This was a masterpiece of a tracking spell which would locate Miranda's father. In just a few moments their will be no where that man can hide without her knowing exactly where he is standing.
That was when the explosions started. One after another until Spider finally heard screams replace them. Guess there's always work for one so wicked.
Making her way towards the elevator Spider hit the button and waited for it to come down. What awaited her on the other side were three collector soldiers that immediately aimed their guns at Spider. Pathetic.
"I would suggest you move aside." She asked rather politely given the situation and was met with a collector walking right up to her and attempting to hit her with the butt of their gun.
Even as the collector went to hit her, Spider reacted and grabbed the enemy before throwing him aside like a child would a doll.
Turning on the rest Spider yanked the guns from their grasp and crushed them in her grip before dropping them. Spider singled out the collector on the right, unsheathed her dagger and stabbed them through the head. Releasing the dagger Spider turned and threw a right hook at the second collector, twisting it's head all the way back, killing it instantly.
"You started it." Spider shrugged and clicked the button for engineering after retrieving her dagger. Waiting. More waiting. And even more waiting, damn it if there was one thing she could suggest these people improve it would be the damn elevators, stairs are faster than this.
Finally the doors opened and Spider was greeted with yet another two collectors that had engineers Gabby and Ken in some creepy casings. "Well this can only end well."
Taking the first move, Spider threw her dagger into the heart of the collector on the left and grabbed the gun of the other, she used it as a type of club and smacked the thing over the head it, damn near cam right off.
Opening up the casings Spider left the two engineers with the collectors guns trusting that they could handle themselves if push came to shove, which is unlikely since they will probably assume engineering has been cleared.
Spider once again took the elevator up to the crews quarters and boy was that a sight. There was even a scion in here and how in the hell it managed to fit boggled her.
"I don't have time for this. FUS RO DAH!" Spider shouted inside the room and it was instantly cleared of hostile troops, and luckily there was minimal damage to the people inside the casings, nifty things.
Freeing those she could Spider tasked them with helping the others out and guarding the area, anything comes out of that elevator that isn't her, shoot.
This was the pattern Spider went through for some time until she had finally found exactly where they were coming in from. It was a nook just in between engineering and the crew deck.
Spider had found a way to order everyone to this location and since most of the ship was now clear the remaining crew had almost no trouble getting there, except one that run into a stray collector but it wasn't any trouble.
Spider looked at the entrance to the collector ship and found a sinister smile grow on her face. There was something sickening about what she was going to do, but it wasn't that that would disturb others, it was the fact that she would enjoy it.
"What are you going to do?" One asked
"They have legends about gods and monsters in this universe." She said more to herself than any of the others. "Let's see what happens when they come face to face with one." It was with that Spider left them all gaping at what Spider was willing to do.
"It wasn't long before the collector ship attempted to leave but was suddenly stopped, they could only assume that they had Spider to thank for that. The screams were unrelenting and sometimes, they weren't even sure if they would ever end.
It was rather suddenly that a frantic Shepard appeared right out of the recently docked shuttle.
"What the hell happened?" She demanded to the crew who were still stood by the entrance to the collector ship.
"The collectors Ma'am, they attacked and it was Spider who stopped them, she's on board the ship now fighting them."
"Alright, Garrus, Samara, your with me. The rest of you will make sure no one else comes through this door, am I clear?" Shepard asked in an authoritative manner.
She received curt nods as everyone took their positions. On the inside it looked a lot like it did before only, with a distinct colour change. It was covered in blood with chunks of collector guts splattered around here and there.
"This is disgusting, did Spider really do this all by herself?" Garrus wondered aloud.
"I don't know, but I'd like to have a talk to find out if this is what she can really do." Shepard replied to him.
Eventually they found their way to the command centre and it was there where they found a truly sickening sight.
Spider was sitting much like a jarl would, on a throne made from the body parts of her dead enemies. There were even collector heads at the end of the arm rests. She looked like the queen of the damned, a menacing figure that one wouldn't wish to see in their darkest nightmares.
Blood stuck to the walls and floor, some even found its way onto the ceiling. The rejected entrails and body parts littered the floor and dangled from the ceiling, blood still oozing from them. The body parts seemingly levitated to complete the gruesome scene.
Upon seeing them Spider leaned forward on her throne. "Shepard. Was there something you needed?"
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It was heavily debated over if the ship went to Cerberus or the Council but the discussion quickly ended when Spider interjected with her own thoughts on the matter.
The ship is mine so I have no idea why your debating over it as if it were yours." She spoke a little snootily.
"Now just wait a minute." Garrus tried but was quickly shot down.
"No, it was me who cleared out the ship and saved most of the crew whilst you all went out on a mission that only required three of you, honestly it would have been so much easier to simply choose whilst you were still on the ship. Besides, by right the ship is mine since I was the one who took over from it's previous owners." Spider told the crew sternly.
"And just what do you plan to do with it? You can't tell me that you would just keep it for a trophy." Shepard spoke.
"No, I plan on returning it to the sender."
"Excuse me."
"Whilst you go to the centre of the collector base to destroy it and rescue the others on the way, I will be crashing the ship into the base to create a huge distraction." Spider explained her plan to the group.
"That's crazy, if what we're going to do is a suicide mission then yours is something even worse." Shepard tried to reason with Spider. "We could use more help than I'm sure we'll be able to get in the fight against the Reapers, I don't think we can afford to lose someone who can take out an army by herself."
"Trust me, I don't plan on dying." She replied. "But I also don't plan on interfering with another's story too much."
"And you don't call taking out an entire ship 'interfering'?"
"Well, sometimes even I slip up. Doesn't mean I regret it though, besides, now we have another weapon in this fight, even if it is only temporary." Spider finished that train of discussion but soon opened a new one.
"Now, please tell me you have plan."
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I swear you guys missed the last chapter, oh well.
Thanks for reading.
