Author note: Welcome to the story, NOTE I do not own Mass effect. I only own my ocs and any plot details. Mass Effect belongs to BioWare.

Chapter one: Oh, What a Perfect Day!

Oh, today was a wonderful day. It all started with my mother dragging me out of my comfortable warm bed by dumping a bucket of ice cubes over my head. She went off about how I can't hear my alarm... But she didn't know I never set it on Saturdays... Anyways she wanted me to get ready to shovel the driveway and then de-ice her truck and my jeep. Oh, and I had a whole list of to-dos, but I wouldn't get to them until I had my coffee.

First thing first, remove the ice from my bed so I don't have a drenched bed tonight. With one glance out the window my day got even better. Shepard, my German Shepard had bolted out of the front door and down the street. I know the name of my dog isn't all that creative, but my older brother Dalton had named him for me when he gifted Shep to me. He had been obsessed with Mass Effect that year so... My dog had suffered the event. Anyways back to my pet running out the house.

"DAMN IT SHEPARD! GET YOUR FURRY ASS BACK HERE!" I yelled, as I ran out of the house in my totoro onesie and untied combat boots. Let's just say I was cold. Shepard was a smart and creative dog; I mean if he was a human, he'd be an escape artist. He was my best friend though; I didn't get close to people... Not since my middle school years.

When I caught up with my dog, Shepard was standing there wagging his tail happily panting. By now my onesie was frozen to my legs and my hair was sticking up in odd angles from this morning's ice shower. "Shep, you just love to make my day livelier... Don't you?" I say as he ran up to me. I never hated Shep for doing this cause... Well, it was his way of saying good morning. He barked at me and we started walking back up the icy road towards the house. Now I can have my coffee, right?

Nope, this made it even better... Hello Mr. Snowplow nice to meet you, yes, I would love to be covered in salty dirty brown snow. Thank you, Mr. Snowplow!

What a splendid day, I bet no one had to deal with all the shit I do. Yay… for the 19-year-old in the middle of winter. Trudging my way out of the mountain of plowed snow Shepard and I continued up the road. "You just had to run 3 miles today." I said with a sigh. I hate the cold, even though I've lived in it every winter of my life; I have never been used to the claws of the winter chill. I didn't understand how anyone could enjoy the cold. With a heavy sigh, Shepard and I continued our mission home.

Once home, I collapsed on the couch and dozed off. Shep was my pillow as he had beat me to the old piece of furniture in our living room. I didn't care if mom wanted to go to the mall today. I ain't gonna get up after running 3 miles and back in the cold. Not in my element some would say, literally, mom should just recruit the neighbor boy like everyone else in the neighborhood.

"JESSIE! IS THAT YOU?!" Mom called from the office. I moaned and said, "Jessie O'Neill isn't in at the moment call 603-907-886 before requesting she deal with the driveway. Leave a message at the beep. BEEP!"

I could almost hear my mom roll her eyes, "Jessica Hannah Joyce O'Neill get your ass outside and clear the driveway!" Ooh, full name.

"Just call up the damn neighbor boy, he loves the snow and he only requests 5 dollars an hour." I yell, "…Blame Shep for the lack of energy your lovely daughter has."

Shepard barked when hearing his nickname mentioned, "see he even admits it."

Mother sighed and I could hear her tap on the glass screen of her cell phone to call the number of the neighbor boy. For my victory celebration I took a nap with Shep.

Yep, best day ever.

Like 90% of my dreams, I dreamed about myself taking the role of the main character of a videogame. This dream was my brothers old 360 game Mass Effect, and even Shepard, my dog not the character, was in it. Shep was decked out in cool doggy armor in dark blues and greys. I held a pistol and had a sniper strapped to my back, while I wore mostly grey armor with a hint of deep dark blue. What was funny, in my dream, Shep looked more like a mabari from Dragon Age than the sleek police dog I had raised the past 4 years.

When I woke up, I didn't expect to be waking up to the sound of screaming and the sounds of gunfire. It was Shep's barking that startled me, never had I ever heard a more menacing sound come out of my faithful companion. "What is it boy?" I asked as I stood up. Looking around I had figured that I wasn't in my living room, but I wasn't even outside my home, since it was warmer and there was a lack of snow. The area looked more like it was out of a videogame rather than in the real world, since there was a giant tick looking space ship off in the distance.

"Shep... We ain't in Kansas anymore..." I say quoting wizard of OZ. I've never been to Kansas, but you get the picture. Shep continued to bark and I saw some sort of robotic life form come around the corner. It had a weapon held in its 3 fingered hands. It looked a lot like a Geth from Mass Effect. "Aw shit, Shep we need to get out of here... Now!" I yell before I bolted in the other direction. Shepard was on my tail as we weaved through semi-truck crate like buildings, (hey that's what they look like...) my heart was racing and I was still in my PJs. So yeah, I had no armor to protect my skinny pale ass from the bullets coming from the Geth's general direction. Just great... today had to be the day I get dumped into a nonexistent world, set in a damn battlefield. At least I had Shep with me.

Shepard took the lead and got me to a small camp with some equipment left behind. Probably a small military camp, with all the weapons and communication gear lying around. My only skill in fighting were in paintball, airsoft and hand to hand. My bro did his best to teach me some self-defense with a knife, so... I just hoped these guns would be useful with my fake combat training. I grabbed a sniper rifle and used a rope to make a strap to sling it over my shoulder. I also grabbed two pistols. I already had a combat knife in my boots for self-defense, so I was kinda all set. I also got my hands on a few grenades and a communication headset.

When I heard the chirping of geth, I ran for it. Shepard was my only ally at the moment.

Author note:

Thank you for reading chapter one of my Mass Effect story, you should be expecting more in the making soon. I hope you enjoy it. NOTE the number listed in the story is not any real number that I know of so please don't go calling or texting it expecting some cute boy to come to your house to shovel your driveway from for 5 dollars an hour. Please give any review you can it will motivate me to continue the story.

See you in the next chapter.

Edited 01/05/2023: Thanks for stopping by. I have been in a writing mood and Really loved this story and its theme so I really want to get back on the road with this one. I will be focusing here and on my other story.