Zaeed looks at me with an appraising look after explaining in detail the mission, it seems he still thinks I may back down.

"You sure you are not having second thoughts kid?" He asks, voice tinged with doubt.

I smile cockily under my helmet, the old man will soon see who he deals with

"Don't worry old man that space station will be gone as soon as we arrive. But first let me see what this 'treasure boxes' contain." I say while looking at the bodies scanning for what goodies they may hide.

"Hmm I will reserve judgement when that space station will become nothing..so you finished ogling the bodies like a sex starved asari?..now that was a good time that I had.." He makes a pleased sigh and looks away in the distance.

"Yeah,Yeah, don't go now on your memory trips otherwise that station will collapse on itself."

"Pfft..no respect for the veterans nowadays, still you remember what we have to do?"

He chucks at my feet a small bag, inside there were some special goodies for the mission that Zaeed briefed me about while talking.

"Yeah take this little beauty that lies at my feet and put it in the reactor room, get out and blow the place to hell."

"You may as well take the get out part of the plan and dump it because that place is swarming with mercs from all the outfits small and big, add to that a fuck load of batarians soldiers from the Hegemony... that is one trip you will not returning from."

"Don't be so negative Zaeed we will invent something." And I am for sure not gonna die on a old derelict space station, no sir.

"Anyways, pack your stuff up cause we will be moving in 3 hours, meet me at dock G34."

The old merc gruffly said heading towards the port and while he was gone I started doing what the wastes taught me doing always after a fight... scavenging. While I was doing this I started thinking about this crazy world that I ended into, funny how I now consider the wastes of the good old USA (not so good actually) as a home and this place as some fucked up fantasy made by a jet trip but I will not complain since here I can find clear water, non irradiated food and gear that will not fall apart if I touch it.

And speaking of gear it seems that Ms. Luck is with me since I found a pretty Stiletto pistol on the pretty corpse of the lady that Zaeed killed and even some creds so I think I got a pretty good haul but I knew that this wasn't enough, I needed a good assault rifle and frankly the idea of using a fully automatic one that some of the idiots that were killed used wasn't very appealing to me since I preferred weapons with more punch so the only thing to do is to go to do shopping...yeay.

Moving through Omega gave me the impression that this station was probably even more varied than Citadel ,even though I haven't visited it yet, because I swear that I saw some aliens that weren't definitely in the game...hmm weird, why I am remembering so much about this universe, there are definitely too many things that I remember...probably it was the Librarian that gave me some of the memories ... that damned bitch.

Well moving on, to find good info means that we have to go to an another bar...hope this one doesn't get shoot down

"Me too man...me too"

Oh, welcome back where have you gone for this long?

"Stuff to do and don't get started with the shit that I am in your brain because this place is vast as fuck...well I pride myself in that actually."

You know that after Big Mountain you became even more of a arrogant cunt

"Well getting liberated from your body was quite an enlightening experience and I learnt that you my dear sir without me are just a M-O-R-O-N "

Of course you big im...you know what? just drop it. Well we should ask that group of Vorcha there in that dark and suspicious alley , maybe they know where to wet you whistle.

"Do you really had to quote Doc Mitch?"

Hey he is a good man and you must remember that he saved our asses.

"Him and caps...well he doesn't need them anymore at least."

Yeah, well time to get to bussiness. I grab a hold of my newly acquired Stilleto and move towards what seems the leader of the group.

I clear my throat and call out to the mean looking Vorcha in the centre that seems to have noticed my approach since he growled something and his buddies jumped of the metal boxes layered sparsely in the alley.

He growls to me in his guttural voice

"You lost hummie? Or you wanna get eaten?"

I just get out my pistol in a lighting motion and shoot the Vorcha right into the head 3 times, taking fully by surprise the rest of the pack.

"Now if you remaining bastards wanna have more manners than your dead leader then I suggest you to answer the question I am going to ask or I may use the gun again to speak and it will not be pleasant for you. "

One of the Vorcha with two bandoliers slung over his shoulders approaches me and looks fearfully at me

"What you want human?"

My filtered voice comes out from the gas mask.

"Where I can find a bar with good stuff in it around here?"

"There is a place galled Gaska, where you can find good brew and if you ask for Nelia you can find all kinds of goods, from boom to sniff."

This one is sharp and that's something very special considering his species and all.

"What's your name?" I ask curiosity tinged into my voice.

He looks at me less fearfully but still careful.

"Sherp, why do you ask?"

"That's one dumb name, especially for a somewhat smart Vorcha" Yeah no kidding.

"Well you see I need some additional hands for a mission, I need an additional gun for a fight and you seem like a good candidate". Yeah for a Vorcha he was equipped pretty well, not as good as the ex dead leader but enough to see that he was probably a second in command for the boss.

"Hmm why should I go with you human? I leader of this group now as you can see."

"I will pay you." I put it as the most special thing in the universe since I am sure that Vorcha aren't paid for shit by others since they are so bloodthirsty on their own without the motivation of creds.

Instantly he replies

"Deal, now let's move to the bar, Nelia doesn't stay there all day."

He moves towards the exit of the alley as if the statement before this one hadn't had any valour.

"That was pretty fast, faster even then with Veronica."

I shrug my shoulders and move following Sherp and leaving the dark alley and four stunned Vorchas.

One asks

"Who boss now?"

"Me boss."

"No me boss."

"Gonna kill ya."

"Arrgahh"

Let's just say that nobody left that alley alive.

Well here it is folks, longer and better ( I hope), wish you all wonderful people a good day and to the next chapter (whenever that will be).