CHAPTER 4:
As the shuttle slowly lost speed and altitude, Samara gripped her rifle firmer. Her eyes were starting to develop tunnel vision. She was perfectly secluded in her mind from any outside interference. The shuttle was almost at ground level when Samara heard an unclear voice and realized that Lea was speaking to her.
"Your daughter's place is just beyond there," said Lea, pointing to a well developed area. Buildings upon buildings were all that lay in the distance. Skyscrapers, towers, apartment buildings, corporate headquarters, just about every type of building was in this city. Hundreds of people wandered the streets, like little ants scurrying about in frantic haste.
The shuttle approached a shuttle bay, landed and became silent as Lea tapped at her Omni-tool.
"Justicar?" said Lea in an apprehensive tone.
"Yes?" answered Samara.
"You...You do have some sort of plan for this mission...Right?" asked Lea.
"I have waited a long time for an opportunity to present itself like this one has Lea," said Samara. "It has been almost 3 years since I last saw her on Antrum, and I have been planning this moment since that time,"
"Alright, so what's your plan?" asked Lea.
"You will need to confront her. Preferably when she is leaving her building. I will be watching from a close but concealed position. Do not try to apprehend or threaten her in anyway. You will most likely be killed, and she will disappear. This mission must not fail Lea. Many innocent lives are at stake,"
"I understand," said Lea. "Shall we proceed?"
"Yes. We must be ready for her to leave or arrive at any time." said Samara.
The doors of the shuttle opened as Lea once again tapped on her Omni-tool. Both exited and Samara slung her VBR across her back once again. The shuttle's doors shut and Lea set forth, leading the way to their objective.
It was a long walk, full of vibrant scenes of life. People enjoying their lives, talking with one another whilst walking down a street, even the occasional sounds of laughter could be heard. These sounds acted in a foreign nature in Samara's ears. With a mind so full of apprehension and even sorrow. No, not sorrow. Samara took a deep breath as she pushed those feelings into the very darkest depths of her heart. She felt no remorse for Morinth. She had chosen her path, now she must pay the consequences.
They turned a corner and found themselves looking at a barren pathway, leading up to a remote cluster of buildings in the distance. They continued, following the new pathway all the way to the buildings. As Samara was observing their environment, Lea spoke.
"There," she said, pointing to the top of one of the largest buildings of the cluster. "She lives there,"
Samara looked at the building and surveyed it. She concluded the possible ways of escape,14 stories tall, 6 exits (including the roof and 5 doors on the 1st floor), and a few hundred windows. They turned and headed down an alley, adjacent to Morinth's building. As they turned, they found themselves staring at a group of batarians and krogans. They all seemed to be wearing alike uniforms, all black with red detail work ridden throughout them, simulating they were apart of some gang or mercenary group. The closest ones of the gang looked up and whispered to their surrounding comrades. This, in turn, sparked cause for alert in the group, which led to a particularly large krogan approaching the two ladies.
"Who are you?" demanded the krogan. He wore heavy armor and was equipped with a hand cannon and shotgun. He appeared to be the leader of the group.
"My name is Samara and this is Lea'Foris vas Arktannay. We do not wish confrontation with any of you," said Samara in her plain tone.
"This is Sabre territory, leave. Now." growled the krogan.
"I will give you one fair warning if any of you wish to force us out. I am a Justicar and should any of you block my path in anyway, I will be forced to kill you," said Samara. Murmurs ran through the group as they looked onto the duo.
"A justicar hm? I'll give you credit for originality but I ain't buying it. Now I'll give YOU one warning, leave. Before you squishy women try-" but the krogan never finished his sentence. In a blast of blue light, the krogan was sent hurtling down the alley. He collided with two of his squad-mates, who in turn, were sent rocketing backwards. All three smashed into the back wall, leaving a crater sized indent in the steel of the building. Samara stood with one foot forward, a menacing blue glow enveloping her as she stared daggers at the fallen krogan. She turned her attention to the rest of the members who were all still watching their leader trying to recover himself.
"Now, if any of you wish to follow the path of the ignorant krogan, please, step forward now. Otherwise, leave the vicinity," said Samara in a calm tone. The others in the group all snapped their attention to her. They had no intention of backing down, as Samara had thought they would. Samara's glow became much more intense at the sight of the remaining squad advancing on to her. Samara took a step forward, but at that moment Lea had stepped in front of her, her arms folded as she looked at the gang of mercenaries.
"I'd never thought I'd meet mercs stupid enough to interfere with a justicar's mission, much less challenge one," said Lea in an amused tone. A batarian rushed at her, firing rounds from his pistol, poorly. Lea's arms unfolded so quickly it was hard to follow her movements. A large explosion filled the space where the batarian had been. Chunks of debris came flying in both directions, to which Samara deflected with her biotic barrier. Shouts of anguish and pain came from the opposite side where the mercenaries had been before the enormous cloud of dirt and debris filled the air.
Gunfire erupted from the smoke. Sounds of buckshot, assault rifle and pistol ammo filled the air to which Samara widened her biotic barrier as to also protect Lea. She had had enough of these petty nuisances. Samara's eyes glowed a blinding turquoise and her body erupted with a pulse of light. The whole wave engulfed the alley, and gunfire ceased immediately. Through the smoke, they watched as the Sabre mercenaries were lifted off their feet and thrown through the steel walls at the end of the alley. The ripping of steel screeched through the alley, while the rest were hurled through the newly formed hole. Sickening crunches and groans of intense pain could be heard, echoing through the empty passage way.