I know that this one is insanely short but I did not want to ramble, so without further a do. My drabble for the second prompt: "Haunted" using Wrex & ex-Cerberus. Enjoy!
Shepard looked out over the scene of desolation that was once London. The Reaper beam to the Citadel lit the horizon with white light that seemed more like the light at the end of the tunnel.
"And everyone usually says to stay away from the light." Miranda's voice echoed in his ear. Shepard scoffed and locked his helmet into place.
"Right, let's just hope this works, or everything that we've sacrificed will have been in vain." Wrex added. Shepard's glowing red eyes seared as he looked back up and allowed his heads-up display to sync with the rest of his armor.
"Sacrifices are what motivate us." Kaidan said. Shepard scars ached as he brought up his omni-tool.
"Some are worth it…some are not. How many have you made that could have been avoided Shepard?" Wrex asked. Shepard stopped and turned around to look behind him. The room was empty. He was alone, yet in the shadows cast by the buildings that separated him from the Citadel beam, he could see the faces of everyone that was gone.
"I'm sorry." Shepard whispered to the ghosts. His hand fell to his pistol. It was not the same one but he remembered the shot that killed a friend on Virmire, leaving a friend to die in an atomic blast, watching a respected comrade ascend into an exploding tower, stabbing a companion in the back to save the Quarians, and applying pressure to a wound that claimed the life of the woman that saved his.
"Was it worth it?" Thane asked as the ghostly shadows took form and stepped forward. Shepard lowered his gaze. Even his unit from Torfan stood there in judgment.
"It better be. Either way, I'll see you all soon. One way or another."