Yeah, this chapter is titled Legendary pt1. You'll soon realize why.

Btw, Happy Thanksgiving everyone. I'll try and get one out on Saturday as well but this is an early one.

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*POV: Cardinal Samuel Gonzalez

Me and my retinue had been sent to the Citadel to try and spread the word of God as best as we could. So far we had done an admiral if less than fruitful job. Most of the citizens here have already given their light to another god. It does not calm my mind knowing this but they are faithful and good people overall and that's all I can hope for.

Not everything has gone well though with several of the other species, especially Krogan, attacking some of my retinue. Never doing anything overt but enough to put a few of them into the hospital. This above all else made me angry and I had shown that Krogan not to mess with my people. I may be a man of god now but I wasn't always one and no matter how strong Krogan are they are stupid and mentally weak, particularly when drunk. They have left us alone since.

Now though, we were trapped in one of the few churches on the Citadel. Of course, it wasn't one of ours but it was for the Asari Goddess. They still were people of god though, even if they viewed him differently, and as such had opened their doors when the geth had invaded the citadel. Taking in as many as they could and were continuing to do so. We didn't let this slide without lending a hand and were helping them as best as we could.

For the most part we had been sending out search parties consisting of two people to grab civilians and get them here safely. It has been marginally successful and I am extremely happy to know that none of mine or the Asari head priestess' retinue had perished on their excursions. We were doing God's work helping these civilians.

Still, it all seemed for naught as we heard geth outside the church. None of us were armed with nothing more than small pistols and knives and I had my staff but that was it. Granted my staff was made of Tungsten Carbide infused with element zero and attuned to my biotics making it particularly deadly in melee if it came down to it. Still, it wouldn't matter against so many geth. We were going to die here and we all knew it.

Still, amongst the crying people within the church we consoled them as best we could. Giving them reassuring remarks and helping them to pray to their god. This went on for a few minutes and when the geth started to get louder outside the doors and I knew the barricade we had up wouldn't last much longer I stepped away from everyone and stepped towards the door.

Bringing my hands together I kneeled down and prayed. I prayed for salvation for not only my people but for everyone on the station. Every single one of them was a product of god and we were all his children, they all deserved to be saved. As I finished my prayer the priestess came to me.

"Never thought I would die on the Citadel," she said as she stood next to me. I got up and stood next to her towering over the smaller woman.

"Neither did I. We aren't dead yet though, God will deliver us from this," I spoke with conviction more to convince myself of my own words than to console her.

"You are right. There is still time… Pray with me?"

She held out her hand to me and I took it. Silently we prayed together hoping that God was hearing our prayers and that he would answer them. When we were finished praying together, the TV in the corner of the room that had been kept on for news and was usually reserved for mass flickered and produced a loud static sound before going dark.

We gave it a short look and then to the door expecting the geth to blow it open at any moment but it didn't happen. Instead there were gasps and whispers from behind us. Turning around to see what the commotion was about the TV now had two glowing red eyes staring at us. I, at first, believed that our time had come and the devil was here but then as I looked at the eyes a feeling of peace washed over me.

This feeling amplified when the rest of the body was showered in golden light coming from a torch construct that appeared in the figure's outstretched hand. I knew this man, the Torchbearer.

"People of the citadel -"

*POV: AeTorchbearer; several hours earlier.*

Standing with the young Turian officer after I had my little talk to him we had been running around the place for the last couple minutes helping everyone in any capacity we could. That wasn't much for me as I was just directing the traffic and general craziness that was going on as everyone ran about trying to help.

The officers we had sent out were just now engaging the geth and were doing all right from the reports we were getting. Nothing that was game changing for us but they were doing their jobs. SWAT have just gotten to the presidium and were in the process of entering the place. They hadn't reported seeing anything out of the ordinary besides the geth presence in general.

"What about the precincts? Can we get in touch with them now?" I asked the Turian after I had finished helping one of the medics patch up a wounded officer.

"Already working on it sir."

"Any progress?"

"Of the 12, 4 are blacked out with no response. 3 are basically crippled from how hard they got hit at the beginning. The rest are doing their jobs as best as they can right now."

"What's the status of their brass?"

"Most are injured or dead with a few not responding."

"And the ones that are alive and functioning?"

"Awaiting orders?" I stopped and looked over at him for a second. I wanted to ask for how long they had been waiting but now wasn't exactly the time.

"Get me to the communications hub."

He took off to the hub and I followed. As we ran to the room I started to go over everything that they could do. Presidium was taken care of by SWAT but there were a veritable shit ton of other areas that needed help at the moment. From the market district to residential and medical. It was just where the precincts were and which place would be best for them to help. I'll be deciding that soon, or really about now.

Coming up to the communications room and jumping inside I gave the Quarian and Asari technicians a bit of a scare but they calmed down. Or their protests just didn't reach me, either or. Still on the big screen were 5 faces and only one I recognized. Bailey was here and he was a Lieutenant at the moment. The rest of the faces were Turian and were all obviously older and one was injured. Regardless, they were all standing ready for orders.

"Who is the closest to the medical district?" the injured Turian spoke up.

"Me sir."

"Okay, your men already reinforcing the area?"

"Yes sir."

"Keep that up then. We can't evacuate the hospitals so we'll just have to defend them as best as we can. Do not give an inch."

"Don't plan to sir," and with that his face winked out.

"The rest of you do what you can for now. Our main priority is civilians, get as many as you can to safety. As for the geth, do hit and run tactics for now. We don't have the men or support to actively go after them in any organized attack."

At that the rest of their faces blinked out leaving me standing there. I wished that there was more that we could do but C-Sec was hopelessly pathetic at this point. Their swat team was top tier but that was the only real good thing about them. Sighing I pushed out of the door and found a seat to sit down in. This shit was stressful and my body was aching all over and generally just needed rest. Needed it but wasn't going to get it.

The young Turian looked like he wanted to say something but kept silent as I stayed in the seat. He let me rest a few minutes in the chair, I was very thankful for that, before he let out a cough and handed me a datapad. Looking it over I was not happy at what it presented me with.

According to the datapad we were low on literally everything. From ammo to medical supplies we were already low and this was only the first wave. Hell, from what I could tell Sovereign wasn't even here yet. We were thoroughly screwed.

"What can we do about this?" I gestured to the datapad.

"Nothing sir."

"Then why the fuck did you tell me?"

"You needed to know," I ran a hand over my mask and let out a weary sigh.

"Alright. Alright, relay this info to those who need to know. Medics especially, unless someone can be moved to a hospital or get actual treatment somewhere they'll have to save who they can," the Turian's face scrunched up at that but he didn't say anything. He knew I was right, as terrible as saying it out loud was.

"What's your name by the way? I don't want to keep referring to you as the Turian," I spoke to him after a few seconds of silence.

"Camtius Domitilius."

"I'm going to call you Cam," he nodded at that in acceptance. "I'm going to go help the medics as best I can, Cam. Come get me if something needs my attention."

Over the next hour or so I would spend my time helping the medics in every conceivable way. From running around looking for medicine and bandages to having my hands in the stomach of a poor man. We did have to perform meatball surgery far more often than I would like to think we would've needed to. Still, that was just the way it went.

There were a few times where my previous order came back to haunt me as I watched someone who should've lived die a slow and agonizing death. We just didn't have the materials we should've had to treat her. She knew it too as she laid there which was the worst part in my eyes. When it set into the Asari officers eyes there wasn't much that couldn't be described as despair.

I admired her when she realized it though. She didn't beg and she didn't cry. It was quiet acceptance as she laid there on a cot in a corner on the floor. When I made to leave her too she grabbed my hand and stopped me from leaving. Turning back around to tell her we couldn't treat her she didn't say anything and just gripped my hand with both of hers and stared at me in my eyes. Even without making eye contact it was easy to tell what she was silently saying. To make it count.

Nodding at her I left and made my way to help the next person. The medics were appreciative of my help but weren't happy with not being able to help everyone. The ones who had served in their militaries understood but none were happy about it. At least it was working, we were saving as many as we were able to.

At the end of my time with the medics they gave me a tourniquet and some gauze as thanks. Other than that the geth had pulled back for the time being and Cam was in the process of giving me a sitrep.

The other precincts hadn't fared much better than the HQ and we had lost roughly 20% of the officers in the field, even with hit and run tactics. The SWAT team had been mildly successful but that was the best way to put it.

SWAT had lost almost a third of their people and had only gotten out about half of the representatives. The rest were either dead or nowhere to be found. They had just gotten back though and were now awaiting new orders from me.

The only silver lining here was that Frank's people had held down the fort in their areas. Even the gangs were holding the line as they were battered around. Same went for the Quarian Marines, Commando's and the ex-Blackwatch guys. All doing their jobs with great efficiency and only 2 wounded. One Commando, one Blackwatch. Both were at the warehouse medbay being treated.

Cam grabbed me from the medics and took me to where the SWAT guys were. They were by their big armored truck sitting around drinking some energy drinks and getting more equipment to use, from grenades to medi-gel. Their commander strode towards me as soon as he saw me and stood in front of me at the ready.

"Orders sir?"

"Go back to the Presidium Commons. Get as many civilians out as you can."

"You heard the man. Let's move people," he shouted to his men and they moved as a group. Watching them get ready to go I decided that I was going to go with them.

"Cam, you have the lead. Call me if anything comes up."

"Sir?" he asked confused and the commander turned around to look at me.

"I'm going with you," I spoke to the commander. He nodded but Cam still looked miffed about it. "I won't be long Cam. Just be smart, you got this."

With that I jumped into the co-pilot seat in the armored air-car leaving Cam behind. He looked like he didn't agree with the decision but now wasn't the time for that. The second wave was about to hit soon and I had already given the orders on how best we could move forward to the other precincts. Essentially, stay the course and do what we could until help arrives.

Once I was in the car we took off and made our way to the Presidium Commons. With the Geth pulled back for now we got there without much trouble and began looking around for any survivors who were left. When no one was giving any orders and we were all just bunched up I realized they wanted me to give out the orders.

"You four, take the cafe over there and the small research lab. You five take the reception area along with the few military offices. Commander, take your best and go to the museum and art gallery. You two, stay with the car and run around picking everyone up once they call in their sweep. The rest of you are with me, we'll be going to the gun shop and Consort Chambers."

With that everyone exploded into movement. There were no gripes or comments and they all followed their orders to the tee. Taking the four SWAT soldiers with me we went over the small bridge and made a beeline straight for the gun shop that resided in the area. It wasn't anything special and mostly just sold company passes in the game but that was about it.

Getting to it we stacked up on the door and I hit my pulse. It picked up a faint signal on the other side of the door. Tapping my helmet with a closed fist they got ready to breach and went I hacked the door open the man across from me went in with his weapon held up and an Asari following him. After those two went in we all went in behind them.

We were greeted with nothing. Giving the order to spread out and look for anyone I made my way to were the signal came from. Jumping over the counter I went through the employees only door. I was greeted with a pistol shot pinging against my shields. Snapping my weapon to where it came from there was a Turian kid there. Couldn't tell his age but definitely young.

"Put the gun down kid. I'm not a Geth," the kid dropped the gun and let out a choked breath in relief.

"Thank the spirits."

"Thank them when you get to safety, anyone else here?"

"No… Just me. I was opening the shop this morning when the attack hit."

"Okay, follow me."

I took the kid out of the back and the rest of the SWAT soldiers were waiting. I handed him off to one of the two Turian officers with me and they took control of the kid. With that we left and made our way to the Consort Chambers. The officer with the Turian kid hung at the back of the group with him.

We all knew our time was running out to get survivors as the comms started to get buggy again meaning the geth were about to push. With this in mind we hightailed it to the Consort Chambers. As we got there the front entrance was blown apart and entering the Chambers there were bodies everywhere. A wordless look to the Turian with the kid and they hung back at the entrance while the rest of us went inside.

Making our way deeper inside the chambers there were a lot of dead bodies lying around. People here weren't ready for a fight at all. I didn't even bother trying my pulse, this was a bloodbath. Still, we checked every room and every corner as we made our way through the chambers. We had to make sure.

After a few minutes of frantic searching for survivors we made our way to the head chambers, Sha'ira's chambers. Opening the door to the chambers I was hit with a status and frozen completely still. The SWAT members made to push into the room but with me in the doorway they couldn't get in. They didn't need to though as the stasis disappeared after a few moments.

"Ah, it seems you headed my words, young man," Sha'ira said as she stood out from behind her bed that she had been using as cover.

"Meh, anyone else with you?" I asked.

"Neyla. Though she is hurt."

I didn't need any more probing and moved into the room and to where Sha'ira was standing. Sure enough Neyla was there and she was hurt. A shrapnel to the stomach, not good. Looking at it though she should have enough time to be treated but we won't be able to do much else besides give her medi-gel.

"It's okay Neyla. We'll get you out of here and fix you up. You're going to be fine," I then administered some medi-gel to her stomach. Sha'ira then bent down next to me and injected something into Neyla. Neyla than closed her eyes and passed out.

"Mild sedative we use for our more unruly clients," Sha'ira said without missing a beat. Good enough for me. Motioning to the human SWAT member he grabbed Neyla and began to carry her bridal style, Fireman's carry wouldn't work with a stomach wound.

"We need a pickup at the Consort Chambers," I spoke into the radio.

"I read you. We'll be picking up the Commander first then be on our way to you, 5 mikes."

"Copy."

With that we made our way out to the entrance. Sha'ira looked saddened and rather pissed off at the amount of dead that we had to walk by but didn't say anything. Kept it bottled in and the few moments she did show those emotions they disappeared quickly behind her regal mask. She saw me catch her in one of the moments but neither of us addressed it.

Getting outside we only waited for a few minutes and then the armored air-car touched down in front of us. The back doors opened and we all piled in. There were a few other survivors there but not nearly as much as I hoped. Only a handful totally 8 including the ones my group had found.

Apparently my group was the last one to be picked up and we were now on our way back to the C-Sec HQ. I was happy with how we had done, we hadn't gotten as many people as I wanted but we had gotten some. That in and of itself was a win to me. Most of the survivors needed some type of treatment anyways, none had gotten out unscathed.

"Brace!" came the pilots voice over the speaker in the back. I had just enough time to jump on top of Neyla before we were hit.

It wasn't something we could just shove off either as the whole air-car started spinning out of control and before long we had slammed into the ground. I had gotten out of the crash mostly unscathed but most of my wounds had opened back up. I could feel them bleeding and my vision was swimming.

Still, someone needed to take charge. Reaching into my pocket I grabbed one of the emergency stimulants Frank had given me, popped its cap and jammed the syringe into my neck. I felt completely energized once I did that and all my pain just washed away. My vision was still swimming but it was quickly going back to normal.

"Sound off," I barked out as I stood up. I got a chorus of 'I'm alive' or 'okay' from everyone except for an unlucky SWAT soldier. It was obvious as to why, his neck had snapped from how he had been thrown when we landed.

"Alright, everyone up. We'll have to make it back to the HQ on foot," I ushered everyone up and went to the back door to open it only for it to be thrown open and three geth to be standing there.

I reacted on instinct and charged them, activating my torch construct and getting my AR off my back in the two steps to them. Shoving the torch through the gun of the closest geth before pointing my AR and its face and holding the trigger down. As I ripped its face apart the geth behind them opened fire on the occupants behind me only for their shots to ping off a shield.

Not bothering to look behind me to see who had done it I fired an overload in front of me catching myself in the blast and frying my shields. It did the same to the Geth though and I was able to blow the face of the second one before the third caught on and fired at me instead of the bubble.

Its first shot went right though my left forearm barely missing my omni-tool generator. The second hit my helmet and I saw stars but the third never came as the geth was eviscerated by dual warps. Thank god Frank had given me this helmet, I don't think any other one survives a direct shot this close. He did say it could tank a rocket though so there's that.

Anyways, when I saw stars I flopped against the side of the car. Before I could fall down completely I was grabbed from behind and it gave me enough time to steady myself. Once my feet were back under me I turned around to address the others. We had lost another SWAT member in that attack as they protected the Turian kid my group had saved.

"C'mon. We gotta go," I said to the group. The civilians looked shaken up but the SWAT members just trudged on with determination.

As we began our way to the HQ I put some medi-gel on my forearm and then wrapped it in a bandage. Wasn't much else to be done.

We kept to the backroads and didn't run into anything else on our way there. However, we all could hear the fighting intensifying around us as we made our way there. It wasn't a good sign at all. At least the civilians with us were calm and I attribute that to Sha'ira. She had a calming demeanor about her that they just floated too.

As we arrived at the HQ it was under attack by an entire company of Geth, roughly 60 in total. That number got quickly reduced to about 40 when a squad car came out of nowhere and went kamikaze on the Geth. Slamming into the middle of the group and cascading as a burning wreck over the company. Ending in an explosion against the Geth Prime that was leading them.

The fire and destruction that one kamikaze wrought was impressive. However, the most important part was that with the Prime out of the picture the rest of the geth just got a lot stupider and a lot less organized. If we were going to make it to the HQ we needed to act now.

"Grenades and Singularities!" I roared loud enough for the people in the HQ to hear me and they along with the SWAT members with me all moved with renewed fervor and pounced on the recovering geth. As the counter attack began I whirled around and grabbed two SWAT members and pointed at the civilians.

"Get them to the HQ, now!" they did as ordered and escorted the civilians across the gap in the street to the HQ while we covered them.

As they sprinted across the gap we poured everything we could into the geth to give them cover. Anyways, with the amount of Asari we had in the area most of the geth had been caught in singularities and taken care of by grenades. The rest we gave no quarter to and pushed them back hard with a relentless counter attack.

The amount of overloads, sabotage's and everything in between was amazing to see. It was indescribable to be honest. We hit them as hard as anyone else had ever hit them. Though, it wasn't to last.

As the counter attack was winding down I had the SWAT team get to the HQ with their commander and I followed them. As we made it across the gap and into the HQ a geth flyer came onto the scene.

"COVER!" I screamed and dove to the ground. For some it was just in time to save them from being killed. For others it was far too late. Anyone that hadn't gotten into cover in time and even a few of them who did were turned into chunky salsa by the geth flyer and its guns. It wasn't a pretty sight.

That wasn't the end of it though as the geth we had pushed back were now reinforced by a brand new company coming straight at us. Looking around at the officers, wounded and medics alike there was despair everywhere. Most were ready to give up but the few who weren't, the ones that had fire in their eyes like me stood up amongst our downed comrades. Still, surprisingly they all looked to me and their faith wasn't about to be misplaced.

"GET UP!" I roared at everyone. "WE EITHER DIE STANDING FACING THEM NOW OR DIE BY EXECUTION! WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE!?"

I honestly didn't know that my voice could get that loud but as soon as the words were out of my mouth everyone was up. Medics ran guns and grenades to those who needed them while giving out medi-gel to everyone they could. The wounded were handed guns and put up in a position to shoot. Everyone else took cover inside the base and fired upon the advancing hoard of geth.

Every inch that they took we made them pay for it and every shot they fired we fired 2. We were outgunned, low on everything, and most of us were walking wounded, myself included. We kept fighting though because as I shouted at them it was either this or guaranteed death. Everyone chose the former.

It wasn't enough though. They kept pushing us back and back until they were on the doorstep of the HQ. As they started to move into the HQ the suddenly stopped moving and parted just long enough for a rocket to go through the gap and nail a group of officers. There wasn't much left of them.

"Singularity!" I screamed at the top of my lungs but none came. Looking around I realized that all the Asari officers we had were dead. There were no other biotics alive. Fuck.

Guess it was time to make do with what we had. Popping out of cover I threw a grenade into the advancing hoard. It killed one or two but not enough and next thing I knew a juggernaut had sprinted through the door and slammed into me. The contact sent me sprawling backwards onto the ground and my gun out of hand.

It raised its leg to stop on my check but I wasn't about to live through that twice in a week. Rolling out of the way I made to grab my pistol from my back only to stop when its leg came at my face. I raised my arms up just in time to block and I could practically hear my bones crack.

The kick sent me sprawling again but I still had control of my hands so my arm wasn't broken, definitely bruised though. Laying on my back my body wouldn't move and I watched the geth run up to me and bring its hand down only for it to never make it there. Cam came out of nowhere and body checked the geth. It didn't to much and probably hurt Cam more than the geth but it was just enough to throw off the punch that would have caved in my chest. The fist indenting harmlessly into the ground next to me.

Acting on the best opportunity I had I activated my torch construct and jammed it into the side of the geth's neck. It screamed in pain for a second before collapsing off to the side. Cam for his credit didn't just watch and grabbed me pulling me into cover as soon as the geth was dead. Once we were both in cover we briefly looked at each other and nodded. Fight wasn't over yet.

Running out of cover like a madman I grabbed my AR and then dived into new cover. Springing up after the dive I zeroed in on another geth and started all over again. Overload, fire, rinse and repeat. It was like an unstoppable tide of death that kept coming at us though. Never an end to them. Either way, I slammed another stim into my neck. It was going to be needed.

We fought for ages being pushed back further and further into the HQ but we kept them around the entrance the entire time. It really was something considering we were all walking wounded at this point. At some point Sam had told me that I alone had racked up 45 kills during this engagement but it didn't even register as more kept coming through the entrance.

Standing up I fired an overload into the doorway the geth were entering, hitting them all and taking out their shields. They were then taken out by combined fire from everyone. It didn't matter, another group just replaced them. They then parted just as it had happened before and a rocket shot through the gap straight towards me and I dove to the ground.

It never landed by me though. Next thing I knew there was an explosion coming from the entrance where the geth were. Getting up I looked around only to see Sha'ira sliding into cover next to me with an AR in hand. She gave me a reassuring smile and then popped out of cover and fired upon the geth coming to the door.

The crazy woman had apparently been able to redirect a rocket back at the geth. How the fuck did she even do that!? Now wasn't the time to dwell on that though. The geth needed killing.

We kept firing at the geth as they came in, the entrance making a convenient bottleneck for us. It seemed that Sha'ira changed the tide too as we were still getting our asses kicked but little by little we were able to stem the geth. After seemingly ages we killed another group as the came through the entrance and waited for the next group to appear but none did.

Poking my head out of cover I saw that there were no geth outside and we were alive. Somehow alive.

"Sound off!"

Only 16 people answered me. Of those 16 3 of them were medics, we had lost four in the fight. Seven of them were members of SWAT; three more were the communications officers who had been left here. And finally of the wounded that had been in the area only 1 was alive. At least we didn't keep most of the wounded here. Most were with the civilians, the ones here had just been the ones we couldn't move. Sha'ira stood up in her corner and nodded to me and the last one to answer me was Cam.

"Sir," Cam barked out as he came running up to me.

"Cam, get a sitrep as best you can. Get the Medics moving fast. We'll have to be ready for the next wave."

"Sir…" I could here the wavering in his voice. And I couldn't find it in myself to blame him.

"We'll find a way Cam. We have people to protect," I saw him break at that moment. It hurt to see but I saw him break

"It's no use sir. We are going to die. The geth are everywhere!" The others in the immediate vicinity looked at us, more specifically me.

"Like fucking HELL we are. We are not dying today, the Citadel will not fall."

"HOW!" Cam screamed back at me. "We are outgunned in every conceivable way. We have no chance and they're kicking the ass of our collective Navies above us. The Geth's new ship just arrived and it's killing everything! WE. ARE. FUCKED," Sovereign is here.

"We are not fucked," I seethed out. "We will make it through this. Come hell or high water."

"How sir. How then," Cam begged me with tears in his eyes and for a second I had nothing. Then a stupid idea came to mind. An idea that would get thousands killed, but it might just save us all. I don't know where Shepard is and even though I have absolute faith in him I wasn't about to bet everything on him coming through for us.

"Get me to the comm room," he looked hesitant but took me there. I knew the way but I just wanted him there, to have at least more than one witness to this stupidity.

Entering into the comm room the Quarian was there but the Asari was not. It was safe to assume she had been downstairs and died in the fighting. As we entered the Quarian turned around and looked at us. Desperation in his eyes but there was just a small spark of hope, that was all I needed.

"Can you hack all the speakers, monitors and projectors on the Citadel?"

"N-... No but I can get a message through to the emergency broadcast. It'll override everything on the citadel to display what you want."

"Can you make it a live broadcast?"

"I can do that. Where?"

"Next room over. Key it into Cam's omni-tool, he'll be the one taking the video," I didn't bother looking at Cam for his reaction. The Quarian played with the hub for a few moments and then it was all set.

"As soon as you start to record with your omni-tool it'll access the emergency broadcast and send it everywhere on the Citadel," I left the room after that and made it into the next room. As soon as Cam was in I turned off the lights.

"Give me a countdown Cam," spoke and quietly to Sam. "Eyes," and he responded immediately with my eyes turning bright red.

"3, 2, 1, Go," I let my eyes stew there looking into the faint glow of his omni-tool before turning on my Torch construct.

"People of the Citadel. We are under attack, and I stand here asking you what will you do? C-Sec, Gangs, and Mercenaries alike, we are fighting the Geth for you and so I ask again, what will you do? You are the people of the Citadel, the heart of the Galaxy! Don't tell me that you will roll over and let the Geth walk over you!

They are here for your LIVES! YOUR FRIEND'S LIVES, YOUR BROTHERS, SISTERS, MOTHERS, FATHERS. THEY ARE HERE FOR ALL OF YOU!

SO, I ASK AGAIN! WHAT. WILL. YOU. DO!?

WILL YOU ROLL OVER AND DIE LIKE THE VARREN THE GETH BELIEVE YOU ARE OR WILL YOU FIGHT!?

AND WHEN YOU FIGHT YOU FIGHT UNTIL YOUR WEAPON BREAKS, AND WHEN YOUR WEAPON BREAKS YOU FIGHT WITH YOUR HANDS, WHEN YOUR HANDS BREAK YOU FIGHT WITH YOUR LEGS, WHEN YOUR LEGS BREAK YOU FIGHT WITH YOUR TEETH AND WHEN YOUR TEETH ARE GONE YOU USE YOUR HEAD!

THEN AND ONLY THEN ARE YOU ALLOWED TO STOP FIGHTING!"

I took in deep labored breaths seeing the shock in Cam's eyes but I wasn't done. Not yet. Taking another breath past the aching and pain my whole body resonated I continued.

"I will be out there fighting. What will you do? Will you fight or will you die like Varren?"

*POV: Cardinal Samuel Gonzalez

I listened to the young man's words and for the first time in a long time I was left completely speechless. Here was this man who had obviously been fighting the entire time from the look of his amor calling out the entirety of the Citadel. Calling for aid and for us, the people, to help defend it.

To be honest, I couldn't have put it any better myself. It may not be truly my fight since I am not of the Citadel but I am here now. That makes it just as much of my fight than anyone else's. Slamming my staff into the ground everyone in the church looked at me.

"We fight." no one argued, and no one complained. They all just got up and made weapons out of whatever they could. From ripped metal benches to religious ornaments. Everything within that could be made into a weapon was made into one. With everyone armed with some type of weapon I turned to them at the door that we were one pieced away from being broken through and addressed them.

"We choose to fight. God will look down upon us today and he will not find us lacking. FOR THE LORD!" and they all chorused back.

"FOR THE LORD!"

"FOR ATHAME!" I chose to ignore those bits but they were still god's children.

That was when the doors to the church burst open and the geth came in. They were not met with people cowering in corners, they were met with a full on charge with religious fervor. The Citadel will not fall today.

Woooooooo Boy. How'd y'all like that?

Been waiting ages to write that bit. You have no idea.

Have a blessed day everyone.