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Geng's Retribution

Geng preferred that those lower than he do all of his dirty work, but this time things were different. He felt though that he had been personally sinned against by this human called Shepard. Geng had been monitoring and following Shepard's every movement for a few years now, and was not surprised that he pulled a bold stunt. They were able to extract a Salarian doctor with relative ease. The lack of guards in the facility was a concern for Geng, but Kahn continually reassured him that it was all part of a bigger plan. A plan that would see the Anahaus finally make their mark on galactic history.

Despite wanting to feel happy about Kahn's plan for their race, Geng was enraged and slightly saddened by the death of his oldest friend General Odsa. The other generals had said Odsa let his pride get the best of him. Pride was a feeling that Geng knew could work against him and the other Anahaus, so he tried greatly to stray away from being so prideful. It was hard to not be a pride being though. He was the leader of his people and had brought them out of the pits of a personal hell. Now his people were prospering in ways that they would have never imagined. They were breeding an army of super soldiers and they would be ready to wreak havoc on the galaxy in a couple of days. Once they were ready then the first step to ruling the galaxy would be complete.

Geng stepped towards one of the windows in his personal chambers and looked out at Vert, the Anahaus home world. Vert had become such a putrid and wretched world to live on since the Anahaus learned how to perfect the art of cloning. The waste of their progression into a technologically advance race now littered the many streets of Vert and kept disease and mortality rates up. This was something that was tried to be remedied, but to no avail. Now the Anahaus were on the lookout for new planets to try and inhabit and make a part of their empire. Darkened clouds lined what used to be a bright blue sky.

The ruler of the Anahaus scratched his snout and contemplated the next move for his people. Kahn would be showing up any moment now, updating him on the plan that Kahn has set in motion. Sometimes Geng feared how smart Kahn was gradually becoming. He was too smart for his own good, and when the day came in which Kahn realized his brilliance…Geng stopped, not wanting to imagine that. Kahn was already superior to the rest of the Anahaus, and having him realize it could be bad for Geng's rule. There had not been a challenge on his position for quite a few years now, and he did not want one anytime soon.

Every light in the room began to dim down to a slight glow. Geng kept his back to the center of the room where Kahn would be appearing from. The room got an orange glow about it before a holographic image of Kahn's massive frame appeared in the room. Kahn looked around the room to make sure that no one else was around, before he bowed to his mentor.

"Excellency," Kahn said out of respect for Geng and his position of power. Geng waited a moment longer before finally turning around and looking at Kahn.

"Rise my nephew," Geng replied back. Kahn rose to his feet and looked across the room at Geng. "I am withholding my anger from you for know because of this plan you have yet to reveal to me. In truth I should have you put to trial as a conspirator behind the death of Odsa." Geng tried to bluff a little bit with his nephew. Geng was fully aware that Odsa's death was because of his own foolish pride, but he did not want his nephew knowing that was how he felt. Geng was a master negotiator and manipulator, and he could get anyone to do whatever it was he wanted done.

"General Odsa went out on his own accord to face the human and his crew," Kahn said defiantly. "I told him before he left that I had a plan. He almost ruined what took me a great deal of time to conjure up." Geng could sense the frustration in his nephew's voice, but was relentless in his methods.

"You deliberately stationed a fewer amount of guards in the facilities so a Salarian could be taken by Shepard," Geng said, beginning to pace and feign a sense of frustration. "You allowed three separate teams of Shepard's crew to infiltrate our facilities and kill a handful of guards. You have possibly ruined our chance to show our might and technological superiority to the rest of the galaxy. You have failed me once more nephew." Those words struck Kahn deeply, almost knocking him back a little bit.

"Excellency I swear to you that the death of General Odsa will be avenged," Kahn said. "Shepard will pay for this, I swear it!"

"Swearing vengeance for his death will not erase the fact that your arrogance has cost you twice now," Geng said, walking closer to the image of Kahn. "It cost you when you tried to interrogate the Salarian doctor, and now it has cost me the life of a close friend!" Geng continued to try and beat down Kahn verbally, hoping that he will understand that there normally are consequences for his actions. Right now most of what Geng was doing was a bluff, although he was furious and slightly saddened over the death of Odsa.

Kahn hung his head and Geng finally had what he wanted. Kahn was vulnerable an would be willing to accept any punishment, if that was what Geng truly wanted. But it wasn't. This was yet another training exercise to help make Kahn a better soldier and a much more mature Anahaus. Kahn would never know his true intentions though.

"What would you have become of me Exalted One?" Kahn asked. Geng knew that Kahn was above graveling. However, his form of begging and trying to undo what he had done was calling Geng by names other than uncle. "If it be your wish I will hunt down Shepard and bring back the Salarian they took from us. I will kill Shepard and destroy his ship. I will do whatever it is you ask of me."

Geng smiled and appreciated the work that he had done with his nephew. "The Salarian is of no concern to me. We have more than enough on Calypso and an over abundance on our other planets. But as far as Shepard is concerned…he must be dealt with if we are to successfully get to our ultimate goal."

"Yes Excellency," Kahn said. "I want to be the one to deal with him."

"And you will be Kahn, but in due time. This is a delicate situation that we must deal with gently. The Salarian doctor that Shepard took from us will surely tell Shepard about what it is that we are doing here. And Shepard will relay that information to his superiors on the Council." Geng hated all of the other races in the Galaxy, especially those who sat on the Council. In his eyes they all just stood up behind their podiums and looked down upon the rest of the galaxy with a sense of haughtiness.

"The Council will need to be dealt with too Uncle," Kahn said.

"I am uncle again," Geng thought to himself. Outwardly he said, "They will be dealt with in time my young nephew. Right now, Shepard is our most pressing problem. Humanity follows him and the council holds him in high regards. If he can be killed, well humanity and the Council could follow soon after. Once they are out of the way, who then would oppose us?" Geng paused and looked out at Kahn. "What is this plan that you are desperately ready to unleash on Shepard?"

Kahn grinned. He was finally given the chance he had been waiting for. Now he could redeem himself for the errors that he had made. "The Salarian doctor has a tracking ship located deep within his body. When he initially captured them all, they were branded by inserting the chip into their bodies. Right now I can track where in the galaxy he is at and have a good guess as to where he is going."

"Where is Shepard taking him right now?" Geng asked as he folded his massive arms across his thick chest.

Kahn pulled out a small pad and held it out in front of his face. He paused for a moment before grinning. "Shepard's ship is currently on its way back to the Citadel, just as you had predicted Excellency." Geng nodded and paced back and forth again for a moment. There was no reason for any kind of direct assault on the heaviest defended space station in the galaxy. That would be a foolish move on his part, and a foolish suggestion if Kahn were to mention it. To his relief, it must not have even crossed through his nephew's mind.

"If they head to the Citadel, then they will have a great sanctuary there. It would be damn near impossible to make any sort of contact with either Shepard or the doctor. But if they were to leave the safety of the Citadel then we could use that moment to strike." Geng stayed quiet for a moment, trying to maul over all of the scenarios in his head. Attacking the Citadel was foolish. Playing a game of cat and mouse with Shepard could also be foolish as well. But if they were to draw Shepard away from the Citadel then that could present them with the opportunity they desired. But getting Shepard and his ship away from there would be tricky.

"That is the biggest problem we have though nephew," Geng said. "How to ensure that Shepard comes riding in when…" Geng's sentence trailed off, a devious thought coming into his mind. It finally dawned upon him how he was going to manipulate a situation to get Shepard to come to him.

"Uncle?" Kahn asked inquisitively.

"There are a few things that most humans have in common," Geng said. "One of those things is greed. Another is curiosity. But this feeling is something that I share with humanity. Revenge."

"I do not understand Uncle," Kahn said.

"I would not expect you to my young nephew," Geng said. "One of the other generals told me about Odsa shooting one of Shepard's crew members." Kahn's complexion changed. He had forgotten about that small detail. And now he had given away the fact that he had also been forgetful. Geng made no comments about it though, and let this small incident slide. "It was a clean shot to the male human's chest, and I would think it to be a damned miracle if were to survive. Then of course one of my top generals was killed; a life for a life. But his crew members death will not make up for the death of Odsa. I want more. I want to break Shepard, and destroy everything around him before we swoop in and finally decimate him. If Shepard is the type of man that I believe he is, then he will be looking for revenge.

"His quest for vengeance, mixed in with humanity being a curious race will take him to anything that looked like we could possibly be involved," Geng continued. "But we still must be careful about what it is we are going to do. We need to make sure that this plan is thoroughly and thoughtfully planned out before we strike."

"I agree with you Uncle," Kahn said. In his eyes Geng was infinitely wise, although in truth he was far from it. Experience was what made Geng so menacing to the other Anahaus. His efforts in battles were legendary, and he had a prowess that was unmatched by any past leaders of the Anahaus race.

"Your next assignment my nephew will be this," Geng began. "You need to find a human colony. Size does not matter for us, so leave that out of your requirements. But find a planet that can easily be purged of the disease that is humanity. I can almost guarantee that Shepard will be the one to show up. But you must make sure that news of an Anahaus attack makes it way to the Citadel. That will surely bring him into us." Geng nodded, approving of his own plan.

"I know exactly what soldiers to use as well," Kahn said. At that moment two more Anahaus joined him in Geng's view. They were Kahn's height and built the same way as he, leaving Geng with only one thought of what they were; Annihilators. Kahn was an impressive specimen himself, but seeing two more just like him struck a small form of fear into Geng's heart. Geng was the strongest Anahaus until they bred Kahn and now the first batch of Annihilators. And he never once thought that his position and power would ever be in jeopardy until this very moment in time. The Anahaus' entire army would soon be these behemoths before him, and then there would be hundreds, maybe even thousands of Annihilators, all bred for the destruction of others. A normal Anahaus lusted for power and craved destruction, but the Annihilators were much different. They were pumped full of hormones that would make them a threat to anything around them, even themselves and those in charge of them. Geng was glad that they only had ten done for now, and that they could use this mission as a test run. If they were to get too out of control then Geng would have the Salarians back off on the hormones they were giving them.

"Impressive nephew," Geng said. He kept his icy cool exterior and looked at Kahn. "We truly have the perfect army now." Geng said hopefully. "However, I want one of the members of my war council to go with you."

Kahn frowned and furrowed his eyebrows in anger, "If you send one of those pompous life forms with me, it will prove to me that you do not trust me. I can handle these Annihilators on my own."

"It is not them I am concerned with handling Kahn. It is you!" Geng pointed one of his claws at Kahn.

"Me? You feel that you cannot control me?" Kahn said. He felt disrespected by his uncle, and took his lack of trust as a personal challenge. "Fine. Send someone else with us and slow us down. But like General Odsa, I am warning you uncle. This is not a good idea. I have everything under control."

"Do not threaten me young one!" Geng said, anger and rage boiling. "You still need to remember your place in this society. I am your superior and I will still be making the final decisions. For you insolence, I will be assigning General Darv and General Midor to go with you. They both have hands on experience and will be able to monitor your every movement for me. I do wish you good luck nephew." Geng stood straight and looked at Kahn who, by this point, was fuming. "Go and prepare yourself for the task at hand. Report to me whenever you have landed and wiped out whatever humans are there on the planet." Kahn whipped himself around and forced his way through the Annihilators behind him. The orange light turned off, and Geng was once more alone in his personal quarters. He did not move from the spot he was in, for what seemed like an eternity. He put his hands behind his back and closed his eyes.

Thoughts of human worlds burning along side of Asari, Turian, and worlds from every other race, brought his mind at ease. He had been waiting years for this moment, 75 to be exact. "75 years," Kahn thought to himself. Much like the Asari, Anahaus could live well over 100 years, sometimes two or three hundred. Kahn was nearing 100 years old himself, and the majority of his life has been spent with one thought on his mind. Death to all those who were not the Anahaus. Growing up, Geng was trained that all those who were not Anahaus were not true beings and did not deserve the air they breathed. The Anahaus forged their people through blood and war, and that is how Geng wanted to rule his people.

He turned back around and looked back out at Vert and its skyline. This was the home of his people, and he wanted to make sure that his people had a home world that they could be proud of. And now their empire was stretching throughout the galaxy, to different star systems and different planets. They were beginning to carry out the vision that he has for his people. A vision that his people would finally take what he considered their rightful spot; at the top of the galaxy, looking down as the rest of the galaxy burns underneath their superiority.

One day it will all come together for them. But this is where it all was to begin…