I'm back. Hi everybody, sorry for the pause. I'm sorry that I haven't uploaded something in two months, but I was completely out of idea for this story. I tried multiple times to write but no freaking ideas would appear. And then an idea got stuck in my head, but it wasn't for Half-krogan, half-badass. So again I apologize for this. Just recently I reread the reviews you left me and it gave me motivation and an idea that started to mature inside my head and then I sat at my computer and wrote this. I hope that you will like it.

Just a dedication to Mikle Silver: Thanks man for your support. It was your review that got me motivated and gave me an idea.

So whiteout any further delay here chapter 15

I do not own Mass effect, it belongs to Bioware, and only my character is mine.

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Third person point of view

It had been hell for the small group that was Patrick, John, Lucie and Antonio. They have already lost Jack, Mark and Jill to that monster months ago. And since then they were on the run for two months. Always moving, never staying at the same place. Right now, the survivors of their little group were in some abandoned apartment's complex in some wasteland near Tokyo. The moral was not great but they tried to keep their spirit with lames jokes and other things. They even wondered what they did to have the devil itself on their asses. But due to fear they couldn't think straight.

Patrick was in the kitchen drinking, trying to contain his anxiety and fear, John was breathing deep, Lucie was trying to sleep and Antonio… was being Antonio. They were just a bunch of misfits that by chance (or by bad luck depending on who you ask) started to get along and form a little gang. In the beginning they committed little crimes like robbing small shops or some people. When they thought they had the hang of it, they started to plan to get bigger and started to think of becoming a more "important" group. And so began their ascension. First was to establish some connections and then they started to expand. When they had the connection required they started their "business" in the sector of red sand and other not recommendable substance. Then they had regular clients and new ones. Of course they had competition but they manage to create fidelity inside their customer, thanks to Jill business attitude. Everything was going fine but then things started "gently" to change. It started at first with some change in the jungle that was the crime. Someone was wiping out gangs like nothing and took their territory. Then it calmed down and it stayed the same for approximatively for some years. Of course it had its impact on their customers but nothing that could harm them. And so they continue. However as you might see this coming, something went horribly wrong. If the memory of Lucie was right, they had a new costumer, a redhead kid. At first everything was going on when they had a new costumer. At first they made a price and after some times when they were sure that they were a regular, they started to raise the price. They only did that when they were sure that their "customers" were hooked.

This kid was a regular. Yeah sure it was not morally right to do that but money was money, and the kid had a lot of it. It lasted for a little while and then the kid didn't show up for once. At first they thought she probably had some little problem. Then after a while they thought the kid tried to stop. They didn't really care about that. They already had experience with customer that tried to stop. But then… he came and killed Jack, then Mark and Jill just like that, no reasons explained and since then he pursued them relentlessly.

Boom

What was that? All of them got up and stared and the door. The sound of something destroying everything in its path became clearer and clearer. And then the door was destroyed. Due to the fact that they were inside an old building, a lot of dust was flying around, hiding the form that was now in front of them. A part of the wall was destroyed by the sudden charge. The figure was kneeling and progressively started to get up and became more and more massive. They suddenly started to get awfully scared because they knew this form. And then it spoke:

"Missed me?" He mockingly asked before the dust that was in the air, hiding the figure, settled on the floor. Silence settled itself. Their eyes went wide in fear and desperation.

And then, all hell broke loose.

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First person point of view.

Well I finally caught those bastards. And now they are going to pay dearly for what they have done. Before anyone can react I grab the closest one by the neck and throw him out by the window, breaking it in the process. We were at the 20th floor. I could hear his screams as he fell to his death. I saw that they all tried to reach for their weapons but I was quicker and took out my Armageddon and blast off the woman with a carnage shot directly to the face. It exploded in a shower of gore, putting blood and brain matter everywhere, including me. One of them shouted in terror at this. I quickly aimed at another and fired, twice to his chest, putting more blood everywhere. There was just one left. I slowly approached him and in response he walked backwards until his back was against the wall. He fell on his butt, shivering like a madman, crying in terror as he looked at me directly in the eyes.

"P-please, don't kill me." He pleaded between sobs in a breaking voice. Hmpf and he just pissed himself. Seeing him in this state made me smirked in a predatory way. I slowly get down so that my eyes where in the same levels as his and I answered to his plea.

"No." I got up and broke both of his knees with my foot. Of course he cried in agony and fear. He looked up at me, thinking probably that I was going to finish him, but no. Beside him I put on the ground three "surprises". He stared in horror at what I was currently doing. I set my "surprises" on and then left the flat, took the stairs to get down. While I was walking down the stairs, I could hear his shouts but they progressively became quieter and quieter. Then, when I was on the ground floor and exited the complex, I used my omni-tool and set the charges on. The explosion completely destroyed the 20th floor. I popped my neck and walked towards the kid that accompanied me, even if he wasn't a kid anymore, he was 27 now. I could see that he was uncomfortable. He looked up from his shoes and looked at me with his discolored eyes.

Yes it was Crevan. The kid that I destroyed an entire gang for, after that fucking incident. He was doing great now and he was pretty lucky. Only after one year he woke up from his coma. And normally he should be completely paralyzed on the right side of his body but luckily only the right side of his face was paralyzed. When he woke up, I made a bee line for his room and saw him. The other was here too. With the help of Karol and Cosmo, we explained to him what happened. Of course he was shocked hearing this and break down in tears in shock. Karol explained to him that he was lucky that only the right side of his face was paralyzed. When he calmed I asked him what this debt was. Apparently the previously existing Dragonheads gang gave him some money to build this prototype that enhanced the biotic of its user. I quickly told him that Cosmo and I (even if it was in greatly me) took care of them. When he learned that, he didn't know what to say at first. So we left him for the time being. Of course he had to stay a few more days to completely recover from his coma.

I remember that one day, I was sitting at the Tempest, drinking my ryncole and minding my own business when he suddenly enter the bar and sat beside me. At first we stayed in silence for a few minutes and then he thanked me and then he told me his story. So if my memory is right he comes from a family of pro-human. His mother died when he was little and was raised by his father. The death of his mother made his dad even more of a pro-human and he became more distant to his son. But they were a family nonetheless, until Crevan and his father discovered he was a biotic. Apparently the death of his wife had damaged him a lot more that Crevan thought. Then his father became a stranger and had planned to give him away to the Alliance military. So he ran away with the credits he had and some stuff.

I was quickly cut off my thought by him shouting my name:

"Garen! Oh there you are so now that you have taken care of that, maybe we could…" He didn't finish his sentence and pointed that my crest:

"Hmm you have something… up there." He hesitantly said with a look of disgust. Confused, I search with my hand something on my crest until I came across something squishy and pulled it out of my crest. It was an ear. I snorted at that and threw it behind my shoulder. Now that I took care of that he finished his first sentence.

"So can we go home now?"

"Yes we can."

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A few hours later, Vancouver.

I'm glad to be back. When we arrived at Vancouver, I and Crevan went apart. Him towards the base and me towards the Tempest. Apparently when someone was looking for me and ask around, everyone pointed at the bar. But I digress. On the way towards my "den" I brought my omni-tool and call Diana.

"Hey it's me. How is she doing?" I quickly asked. What I got for my question was her shouting.

"GAREN! Just what the fuck?! You're gone for two months with no calls and after all this time the only thing you asked is that?!" She shrieked while she slipped in her Irish accent.

"Damn it Diana! Sorry to be worried sick for the health of my daughter" I shouted back. At that she said nothing. I heard her taking some deep breath to calm down.

"Ok…ok. Right now she is in her room. But I'm worried; she didn't spoke to me, at all, for two months. She didn't even say a word!" She said. What?! Maybe I should go to my flat instead of going to the Tempest.

"I'm coming right now." I simply said to Daina, and then I hang up.

The walk towards my flat was in silence, I was lost in my own thoughts. I may or may not pushed people aside without noticing. When I finally came back for the abyss that was my mind, I was in front of my door. I didn't even notice the whole walk. Damn. I walked up to my door, opened it and was greeted by the sight of Diana drinking a beer on the couch. She looked from her beer and saw me. She greeted me with a wave of the hand. Greeted back.

"She's still there?" I quickly asked. She answered with a nod. I walked up to the door that leaded to Jane's room. I knocked twice.

"Jane, it's me." I got no response. So I tried to open the door but of course it's locked. However I know really well Jane, of course since she's my daughter. I predict that the password to the door is…. Mr. Snappy. I tapped the word and bingo. The door opened with a hiss and my nose is assaulted by the stench of the room. Ew. I looked around and see that the room is completely mess, apparently hadn't been cleaned up for two month at least. But all of that was quickly forgotten when I see the state Jane was in. She was curled up, her knees brought to the chest and lying on the side with her back to me, still being in her pajamas. She was so… miserable from where I could see her. I knew that she noticed my presence, but she didn't move or made a sound. She just stayed still. I said nothing and I walked towards her and I sat on the edge of the bed. By chance the bed was reinforced and so I didn't bring it down. But of course with my weight Jane was brought against my back but she didn't say anything. I didn't say anything for a few minutes. I just stayed there. And then:

"Jane…" I said with a gentleness that seemed to surprise her and even myself. When those words left my mouth, I heard her started to cry silently. I felt her shook while I smelt salt. I put my hand on her head and started to gently stroke her red hair while soothing her. I kept doing that for a few minutes: minutes of just stroking her hair gently while saying nothing, just being present.

"Dad… I'm sorry…" She quietly said between sobs.

"I know. Shhhh, everything is going to be alright." I kept stroking her hair while saying this. I kept doing that while I started to sing in my deep voice a little bed song that I used to sing to her when she was little. I couldn't help myself from smiling when I thought that she had so much grown up. She wasn't the little five years old that used to stick to my legs when I was going to go "working". Now she was a fifteen year old teenager. Of course not everything was easy when grown up. When she started to arrive in her teens, we sometimes broke into a quarrel but that was normal, well as normal as having a krogan for a father and an ex-bounty hunter for a godmother. Yes, I asked Diana if she wanted to become her godmother and she accepted. When I stopped thinking about that, I realized that my baby-shepard is fast asleep. I gently rose up from the bed without making any sudden movement to not wake her. When I was sure that she was sleeping peacefully. When I look again around the room, I couldn't stop the grimace that came on my face when I saw the state the room was in. Old and dirty clothes were scattered everywhere and other objects. Well, they are not going to clean themselves alone those clothes. So I quietly as I can be, I started to pick up all of her dirty clothes. I took me at least 3 minutes to gather all of the clothes. When I had all of them, I went out of the room and closed the door behind me. When Diana saw me, I made the gesture to tell her that Jane was sleeping and she nodded at that. I walked to the bathroom where the washing machine was and I dumped all of the clothes inside and started it. Now that's taken care of, I walked towards the living room, but before that I went to the fridge and took a bottle of ryncole from it. I opened the bottle and started drinking from it. I sat on the reinforced chair and I cheered with Diana. We didn't say anything at first. We just drank our respective drink. When we were in a comfortable silence I finally asked her how Jane had been holding since I left.

"How had she been holding since I left?" I asked here. At that question, Diana sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose.

"As I said before she haven't talked at all for two months. She had mostly stayed inside her room, only getting out to eat and to go to the bathroom. "She paused before continuing:

"She hadn't been at school the whole time. I talked about that with the director of the school and the teacher. BY the time she will finish the detoxication cure, she would have to repeat the year." She told me. Damn and she just started high school. But that's not the worst; it's my fault if she started. I was the one who told her that she was adopted. I thought that she was ready but I clearly was wrong. I thought she was strong enough to take the news but she wasn't ready. I'm a horrible father. And I…

"Garen stop thinking that it was your fault. I know that you not going to like what I'm going to say but she also at fault for starting that. I too was sure that she was prepared for this, she's half-krogan for Christ's sake!" She exclaimed. And then awkward silences installed itself. We stayed there looking at each other, saying nothing. After a while I snorted.

"Yeah, maybe. But still…" I finish in a whisper.

"Well what about your little "crusade"?" She quickly asked. Nice try to change the subject Diana.

"Well there was that one guy that I threw through the window and I think his scream was strange."

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And done. So what did you think about this chapter? Please leave a review to state your opinion. I always like a good constructive critic. Thanks to all of the people that followed this story so far and to all that put it in their favorites.

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Thank you for reading this story so far,

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