Hello everybody, Littleswiss here and whoa, the story is near the 10'000 views! On a side note, the thing I did last chapter did not have success, well too bad. I don't mind.

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Third person point of view

After Garen left to find Cosmo, Karol went to check on her most recent patient, Crevan. When she entered the room, the smell of medication and antiseptic were strong, but it didn't bother her, she was used to it. Her salarian assistant, Loq, was checking on the kid.

"So, anything new?" She asked him. He looked up from his omni-tool and looked up to meet her face and answered.

"No. Heartbeats are normal, the painkiller are still injected and will last for a few hours. However no sign of awareness of his environment." Loq told his boss.

Well we can't expect a miracle only after an hour she thought while looking at the lying form that is Crevan.

"Well Loq go and rest. You need it after the operation. I will stay here to keep an eye on him." The giant blond told her salarian assistant. At that, Loq nodded and left the room, leaving her to her thoughts. After the moment he left, she felt all the accumulated tiredness of the hours of the operation. She collapsed on the nearest chair and made the longest sighed she ever did. The palm of her hands were pressed against her eyes and they gently fall on the lower parts of her face. When the finger of her left hand came across three hollows lines, they followed their path that started on the left cheeks and finished on her jawline. While she was doing that, she also remembered how she came here.

Well Vancouver is a hellhole as much as was Florida. Some things don't change. She thought. When she finished collecting her thoughts, she got up and leave the room and walked towards her office. When she was there, she sat on the chair that was at the desk. She opened the upper drawer and took a picture out. On it was her when she was younger, around 18, and a man that was her exact opposite: he was small, around 5 feet 5, had black hair and black eyes and on his left forearm was a tattoo of a sparrow perched on a rose. Even if he had a small stature he was muscular. When she looked at it, she couldn't stop a smile to appear. Damn even at that age she dwarfed him by her 6 foot 6. He was her brother, not by blood. She would not have been here if that was not for that man. He found her and raised her as his sister. Yeah life was not easy but they were happy. And after some time other people joined them and with her brother and her, they formed a group and called themselves the Family. Yeah it was a little cheesy, but it stucked. Everything was going fine, of course if you count that being in the slums of Florida, doing "jobs" not really recommendable fine well yeah everything was going fine.

When Karol became 18 years old, her brother Adam decided to put her in medical school with all the credit he saved. At first she argued with him. She didn't want to leave them, they were her family. But finally after some time and discussion she accepted. So she left for the medical school of Miami, one of the only cities left that was still running and didn't really have problems. In the six years that was her studies, she kept contact with Adam and the rest of the band. However when it was around the time of the graduation she lost contact with them. She told herself at the time that it was surely the communication system that didn't work. The system often died for a week before someone manages to repair it.

However when it was the graduation's ceremony, Adam and the gang were not there. That was not normal. But still she again told herself that it was surely nothing. Oh how wrong she was. After one week of no response she decided to go back and check. And what awaited her was the general quarter of the gang completely destroyed. The windowed were busted, everywhere they were scorched marks of fire, and walls were just crumbles. That was not the most horrible. In and out of the building were corpses. Some were unknown, others were from the police force and the rest were from her family. She cried, shouted names in vain and the one she couldn't find was her brother Adam. She searched everywhere for him, hoping that he was still alive and left some kind of clue that could tell her of his whereabouts. She shouted his name in a vain hope that he would respond. And when she went into the place he made his "office" she found something that would leave a deep wound in her heart. In the middle of the rubbles of the room was a forearm in the early stage of decomposition. And on it were a sparrow and a rose. Seeing it, she froze, looked at it for an unknown amount of time before she falls on her knee in front of it. And at that moment she cracked and cried, shouted, no she shrieked all of her sorrow to the world in the middle of the ruins of her ancient home.

She stayed there for a few days, completely lost. Her all world was destroyed. Finally after 3 days, her eyes regained life and even if it pained her, she decided to bury all of her "family". It took her hours but shew didn't care if her arms hurt or if she was exhausted, she continued until everyone was buried.

After she made her grieving, she decided to leave Florida and even the country to start over. At first she wanted to go on one of the human colonies, however she did not have de the money to afford it. So she decided to go to Canada. And that's how she arrived here. When she arrived, with the money she had left, she opened a free medical clinic in the slums. Rapidly, she was not able to treat all of her patient so she started searching for assistant and that's how she met Loq and Fatima.

But right now what preoccupied her was her most recent patient Crevan. She brought on her computer his medical files. On it was different thing as his height, weight, allergies etc. They was nothing that were alarming to her, maybe his weight that was low for his height. After reading through it, she closed it.

Maybe I should take some z too. She thought. SO she got up from her chair and before she went to sleep on the couch that was in her office, she made sure that her omni-tool would wake her up if anything unsuspected should happen to the kid. After that, she went to the couch and lied on it. Finally after some minutes she started to drift to a sleepy state before the darkness of sleeping welcomed her.

She slept for a few hours before she was woke up by her omni-tool. She quickly got up and looked at it. It showed her the vitals of Crevan. They were normal but she saw that he was starting to be out of painkillers. She went to his room to change it and when that was done, she went in her office again. However she got enough sleep so she decided to watch some TV. She changed channels once in a while until she found an asari movie and she told herself Why the hell not? And so she watched it. It was okay for a romantic movie. Of course she didn't understand some plot points, due to cultural difference. And then there was that scene. Those tentacles… and then they… with the… she couldn't process what she was seeing. And from then, she would never see an asari the same way.

Suddenly the movie was cut off by special news.

"We are sorry for interrupting with your current program but a special news made itself known. I'm Johnson your anchorman for today. Before we continue, we must insist that the images that can follow can shock the youngest or person that are sensible." Told the anchorman. She raised an eyebrow at that. What could possibly cut off a channel that were specialized in alien, pardon non-human movies? It must have been pretty big.

"Today around six p.m. a violent attack had started in a part of the slums, known for being the territory of the infamous gang known as the Draongheads. Here were have our correspondent Johnson that will explain the situation in more details." Told the anchorman before the image change to a man standing in the middle of the street, in the background could be seen a building currently in flames and inside we could see some brief flashes of weapons being fired. Then the man in front of the camera spoke.

"Currently we don't know who the attackers are but a lot witness can confirm that they are two and one of them is human wearing armor with a mark on its back that is a yellow eye with three red slashes like scars. Some speculated that it is a rival gang. However this is not what is the most surprising. Apparently after some people saw that mark, they started fighting alongside them, helping them fighting the Dragonheads. No one knows what the true reason is but we could say that it's because the inhabitants of this neighborhood are tired of the tyranny imposing by the Dragonheads." The reporter stopped.

"The Dragonheads are infamous in this part of the slums." Said the anchorman to his colleague on the field.

"Indeed, they are "famous" for drug dealing, intimidation, extortions and suspected of trafficking in human beings and also other…" he didn't had the time to finish his speech when suddenly someone shouted:

"Get down!" Shouted a person before tackling the journalist on the ground when a rocket flew over them and exploded behind the camera, making it fall to the ground. The image of the camera was damaged but we could see what the appearance of the person who saved the reporter was. It was a man wearing a red and black armor with an Irish leaf on the front with black hair and beard.

Cosmo? What the hell is he doing here? She thought after seeing the image of the man that wouldn't stop flirting with her, even when he was drunk.

"Don't just stand there, move!" Shouted the man after he got up before he turned around before firing at someone out of the camera. When he was back to the camera, a yellow eye with three red slashes could be seen on the back of his armor. The reporter quickly got up and run towards his camera. When he picked it up he was going to turned it off but before that, in the background, the front door of the currently burning building was blown off. A lot of people appeared out of the smoke, running with their hands on their heads and screaming. When they all got out of the smoke, a shadow bigger that the escapees appeared. It turned around with a roar and started shooting at something inside the building. And after that the screen went black and the anchorman was back on the television.

She watched the battle with her mouth agape. She was speechless no because of the violence displayed, but by the fact that her clinic was the only one free in the slums. And that meant that soon a lot of the injured would come here. She pinched her nose in frustration. She just made a 5 hours operation not too long ago. Even if she slept, she wasn't in her full capacity. Well she could always drink some coffee to help. But before that, she needed to call Fatima and Loq. She opened her omni-tool and called them at the same time. Luckily they both answered. But before they could say something she told them:

"Fatima, Loq, get right here as soon as possible. We are going to have a lot of work. I suppose that you have seen the news?" She asked. They both answered by the affirmative.

"I will be here in 30 minutes." Said Fatima.

"And me by 40 minutes." Told Loq to Karol.

"Good. See you soon." Responded the doctor before she ended the communication. She got up from the couch and walked toward the little kitchen that she had and made herself a coffee. While she was sipping her coffee, Karol thought about what was going to happen.

Well, no rest for the wicked.

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And done. I will be frank; this chapter was a pain in the ass to write. And yes I know that I copy the scene with the television from the last chapter. I'm sorry if people will not like for it. However I got some bad news. I have no more idea for this story and so from now on this story will be on hiatus (it will be on pause for the people who didn't understand) for an undetermined amount of time. I know this suck I don't like it. This story grew on me, but I have no more idea for it. I hope you will understand. I also hope this will not last for long. Before I leave you I need to say that I will continue to write my other story (that is not in the mass effect universe.), so if you're interested and that you know and like RWBY, you can go check it out, if you want of course.

Thank you for your understanding,

Littleswiss.