Kyon's eyes shot open as he woke from his sleep. He felt information entering his brain, and opened the pod he slept in the night before. The red-head looked clasped his head, feeling an intense pain that dissipated as fast as it appeared. The information was for some sort of device, but he didn't know what it did at all. He opened his omni-tool, and opened a sketching application. He thought it was useful, having everything in the palm of his hand. It took him a few hours to finish the schematics for the device, and figure out which parts he would need. To his surprise, the most important part of it was just a modified version of a Mass Accelerator, which he was pretty sure was inside of the collapsible guns he fooled around with the day earlier.
A few hours later Kyon finished with the schematics, "What does it do?" he asks himself as he looks at it.
"You don't know?" an unfamiliar voice says from the other side of the table.
Kyon looked up and saw a blond-haired woman watching him, "No," he responds, "I just drew this off the top of my head," he looks at the schematics on his Omni-tool, "who are you?" he asks as he turns his head to look at her. She introduced her self as Katherine Thompson, a cadet training under the doctor, "Kyon Salgrins," he replied to her introduction, "I'm surprised I haven't seen you, considering all the time I see to spend inside the medical room.
"Well, I didn't actually get assigned to the Normandy until yesterday," Katherine replied as she sat down in front of Kyon. "As for your name, everyone knows who you are by now. You piss off Shepard and her second-in-command of the ground team, save the quarian, letting us get the evidence to the council, and you wear old clothing." On the last detail, she gestured to Kyon's vest and white dress shirt, now splattered with blood from when he got shot.
Just thinking about what happened yesterday made Kyon's shoulder hurt, and he rolled it slightly. "Oh, this?" he asked in response after getting rid of the mental pain. "Most people would call the style Steam-punk," he told her, he thought that he would need to get a new change of clothes somewhere, wearing the tattered dress clothing wasn't too flattering on him. Ever since he was young, he prided himself on looking presentable and right now, he was anything but. "It's from the 21st century. I don't like the outfits people wear these days."
"You make it seem like you're older than any of us," she commented, smiling a little at Kyon's peculiar speech pattern.
Kyon chuckled at her comments, because she was correct in that matter.
Kyon realized when he looked down at the schematics. He hadn't been here for more than a day, and he had already created something based on technology he barely knew. Kyon shook his head, then looking at the woman, "So, is there anything else you wanted?"
"How old are you?" Katherine asks, "Just out of curiosity."
"Odd question," Kyon shrugged, then rolled his neck. There was a loud pop that was audible to everyone in the immediate vicinity, "Damn it, I hate when that happens," he rubbed his neck, then looked back at Katherine.
Crossing his arms, he tilted his head in thought, "Let's see... I'm 195 years old," he answered after a few seconds, his tone indicating that he was being completely serious.
Katherine started laughing. She held her stomach and calmed down after a few seconds, "Really now?" she asked between breaths, "You've been around for a long time then."
"You have no idea..." He told her, shaking his head at his own joke, even if it wasn't really a joke, "In all seriousness, I'm twenty-five 25," Katherine hit the table in frustration, "What?" He arched his brow curiously.
"Sorry," she shrugged as she shook her head, "Me and a few other cadets were placing bets on your age." Katherine closed her eyes, and took a deep breath, "I said you were 26,"
Kyon arched a brow, "Oh really?" he crossed his arms again, and smiled, "Well, go tell 'em.
The woman nodded. Standing up, she walked away from Kyon, leaving him to his thoughts. He wondered if that was what passed for military regulation in this time period, the shrugged noting how some of his friends in the Airforce acted when they came back to visit him. After a few minutes, he looked back at the schematics, and questioned what they did.
First you must build it, then you will learn
Kyon sighed. He shook his head at the voices in his head, "Really, build it first?" He stood up, still looking at the schematics, "Well, I don't have anything better to do." he walks to the elevator. Once he was in, he took it to the cargo floor.
When Kyon exited the elevator, he saw Ashley working at her station, making sure that all the guns were functional. It was too bad he was planning on taking them all apart. As he approached, Ashley turned her head to him, "Did you go to sleep?"
"Yeah, now I'm feeling well rested," he looked at the workbench, "Could I possibly use this for the next few hours?" Raising a brow, and hoping that it wasn't out of the question
"What for?" She asked him arching a brow.
"So, I can create a nuclear bomb," Kyon deadpanned, though he was fairly sure he could do that with the materials currently presented to him.
Ashley laughed at him, obviously thinking that he was joking about the bomb, "Sure thing, Kyon, want me to grab the Uranium?" she asked playfully before socking him in the shoulder.
Kyon rubbed his arm, knowing there would be a bruise later, "So, can I use it?" he repeated.
"Sure," Ashley says as she yawns, "I was going to hit the sac anyway," she tells him, "make sure you clean up when you finish," she told him sternly, "I don't like my workstation being a mess," She walked towards the elevator.
"Thanks!" Kyon called out after her. Looking at the various guns on the workbench he began taking some of them apart, "This should do. . .." He announced to himself.
Ashley came back down the elevator 5 hours later and saw that Kyon had fallen asleep at the workbench with schematics open for a device, and weapon parts littered around the area, "I said clean it up," she says mildly annoyed, as she walks up to him.
Kyon was sleeping soundly as she walked up to him. Before she gets a chance to berate him for not cleaning up, she notices how peaceful he looked. It was like he doesn't know how messed up their lives were about to become. ,It was common for people new to war, but for Ashley, she had dealt with her own personal war for her entire life. Every time she tried to get ahead, he name would always get in the way. She sighed, shaking her head, "I should get something to keep him warm," she turned around, and opened one of the crates labeled 'Survival Kit,' and pulled out a blanket to put on Kyon, "Stay warm kid," she whispered, walking away.
When Ashley got back to the elevator, it had already gone back up, "Damn it!" she cursed, waiting for it to come back down. She hated how slow the elevator was, because not only did she have to wait for it to go up then back down, but she had to get in it and wait for it to go back up again. She groaned in agitation, cursing whoever called it back up. "Couldn't wait five seconds, could you?" She crossed her arms, let out a deep breath, and glared at the elevator doors.
She dropped her glare when she saw who was in the elevator. Shepard appeared as the elevator doors opened, and Ashley hoped that she didn't see her glaring at her. "Williams," she greeted, a hostile undertone in her tongue. She looked past Ashley, and saw Kyon sleeping on the weapon's bench , "Why is he sleeping on our guns?" she asked with a hint of annoyance.
"He was working on something," Ashley answered, keeping her tone matter of fact. "It looks like he fell asleep in the middle of building it using parts from some of the guns on the bench." It wasn't until after she gave the report did she realize she was practically signing Kyon's death warrant.
"Our guns?" Shepard asked, her features darkening with obvious rage. Her fists balled up as she shot a glare past Ashley, towards the sleeping Kyon.
"Yes," Ashley answered, her voice slightly lower as she cursed herself internally. Shepard pushed past her and started glowing with an aura of biotics, "What are you doing?" Ashley asked, following her at a distance.
"Making him put our guns back together," Shepard says as she reaches Kyon, "Wake up!" she yells.
Kyon looked up at Shepard, but his eyes were mostly shut, "I still have 3 hours until school, leave me alone mom," he put his head back on the weapon's bench, and took a deep breath
Shepard enraged by Kyon, picked him up and pinned him to the wall, "I said 'Wake up'!" she shouted, drawing the attention of anyone in the cargo bay.
Kyon, fully awake, glared at Shepard, the device on his wrist starting to shine, "Let me go," he demanded.
"Then put my guns back together, or so help me..." Shepard told him, her biotics flaring a little brighter
"Sorry not possible," he replied.
"I don't care if it's not possible," Shepard announced, pushing him harder. Kyon let out a gasp of pain and closed hiseyes, "I want you to put my guns back together."
Kyon's Omni-tool glowed for a second after he flexed his fingers a certain way, and the rectangular device on his left arm arm started glowing a little brighter, and Shepard's biotics started to flutter. Shepard lost control of her biotics as the dark energy seemed to flow straight into the device "How do you like that?" Shepard asked, dropping him and taking a step back. There was a genuine look of fear in her face. It was obvious that without her biotics, she wasn't the indestructible Commander Shepard that everyone had come to know.
The crystal light in the middle of the device changed from green to red, and it shot Shepard's biotics back at her, "This is what I used the gun components for," Kyon told her as he stretched his neck. The device stopped, and its lights turned blue.
The biotic staggered back, "What... the... hell?" she asked, looking at Kyon, her fear soon turning to anger. She was just humiliated by him, and she wasn't going to stand for it.
"I call it the Biotic regulators, or bio-reg," Kyon answered, the bio-reg turning green again, "It allows me to regulate the flow of biotics, and redirect it away from me or others."
"You could control other people's biotics?" Ashley asks.
"If they don't expect it, aren't concentrating on it, or aren't too powerful, then yes," Kyon answered, shrugging "one problem is the power source," he added, shrugging her shoulder.
"And that would be?" she asked, wanting to know everything about the device, while glaring at Kyon.
"The amount of power it takes to activate the regulator, only allows me to use it for a few seconds," Kyon explained, he sat down on a crate, and looked up at her, "And the cool down it about 20 seconds."
Shepard thought about what he had said, it would be a good asset if they came against an asari to be able to take away their most valuable weapon. She decided that it would be best to keep him around until they dealt with Benezia whenever she got to that, "I hope you can put it to good use," she turned around, "also your armor is with the quarter master," she told young man, walking towards the elevator.
With Shepard gone Ashley turned to Kyon, "How did you build this out of gun parts?" she asked, disbelief lacing her features as she cocked her head to one side, and crossed her arms. She shifted her weight to one side, indicating that she wasn't going to leave until he answered
"Oh, the usual," Kyon answered as he start to clean up the weapon's bench, putting the weapons together with any parts that he didn't use, "spit, shoelaces, and bubblegum. Am I glad for interchangeable parts."
Ashley laughed at Kyon's little joke, thinking that shoelaces were an early twenty-first century thing, then shrugging it off, "Why is that?" she asked him.
"Not really," he says, as his stomach groaned with hunger, "I'm going to grab some food," he announced, walking towards the elevator, and waits for it to return from the crew deck.
Ashley stands next to him, "You should really repair those clothes," she told him, "the two bullet holes in the shoulder aren't too agreeable with that outfit,"
Kyon looked at the shoulder, "Yeah," he shrugged, trying to forget the small amount of pain that came with the reminder of being shot, "I'll do that after we get back from Therum," he shook his head as the elevator arrived, and they both stepped into it.
"Oh yeah," Ashley said, reaching to her boot, "I remember you got picked for that mission," she unstrapped the combat knife that was on her calf, "here is a present from me to you," she put the knife in Kyon's hands
"Thanks," Kyon said strapping the knife to his belt. He was very much surprised by how light it was, especially for its size. It would be easier to throw than a combat knife from his time.
"Your welcome," she replied, crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes making the man feel a foot shorter, "better not lose it, I'm not giving you another one."
"All right," Kyon said gulping a little, "I'll treasure it," he reassured her, not wanting to feel her wrath.
Ashley looked away, trying to hide her blush, "You'd better," she replied. She took a deep breath, and the elevator ride was spent in silence until it arrived at the crew deck, and the two stepped out of it.
Woot, this chapter was twice as long as its original. I'm sorry it took so long, I added so much stuff to this chapter to make sure it flowed batter. Not to mention I changed the entire tense of the story into past tense. Anyway, leave a review if you have an comment. Also, I'm open to tech ideas since I want Kyon going crazy with ME tech. I already have the ME1 tech improvements mapped out, but the two years between ME1 and 2 is large, so I want to see what you guys think.