Moiety

by orangeflavor

"The harsh line of her back is like a scream." - 100 word drabbles. Wide range of characters, pairings, genres.

9. A Deadly Thing

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Moiety

Chapter Nine: A Deadly Thing

Anderson's M-37 Falcon assault rifle has a barrel the color of Saren's skin. The angled lines of its stock bow like his mandibles. The mini mass accelerator thrums just beneath the rear sight, humming like the rogue Spectre's sub-vocals. And when Anderson locks in a new heat sink it snaps like the turian's cunning gaze.

But it's the explosive sound of gunfire bursting from the chamber that reminds him most of Saren. The way the sharp crack resounds like Anderson's fist had once across Saren's jaw, those many years ago.

To Anderson, the past has always been a deadly thing.