"Pompous little..." Matricus grumbled.
Tyrannus stood up only to come face-to-face with a quarian. Shocked, he backed up into a wall.
"I suppose I should thank you..." she began.
"Tyrannus. Tyrannus Kandros." he said before shaking the quarian's hand.
"Tali." she said.
"Look, I'm sure you two are getting well acquainted, but those punks definitely weren't alone. Let's get moving." Matricus said.
Matricus and the others boarded their vessel and yet again departed for citadel space.
5 hours later...
"Well, here we are. The Citadel." Nihlus said happily.
After the ship docked Tali and Tyrannus said farewell for now. Matricus, however, needed a drink. After wandering aimlessly for what seemed like hours he found a somewhat decent bar and ventured inside. He sat in one of the empty booths until an asari waitress approached him. He looked up and saw the face of the mercenary he had shot not even 7 hours ago. He shut his eyes and when he opened them, he saw a completely different asari in front of him.
"Give me whatever won't kill me." Matricus said.
'I needed a drink more than I thought.' he told himself
Matricus was damaged ever since his first mission. His unit was sent to eradicate a small slaver settlement. By the time it was over there was only one who surrendered. A young turian woman knelt before him. He was ordered to kill her. They seemed to be the same age. She begged for mercy, but he showed none. A gunshot was all that was heard. The whimpering stopped and the tears fell no more. Just as the woman's body hit the floor everything went black.
"AAH!" Matricus screamed.
'One more nightmare.' he thought.
He rose from his bed and went to a window. He heard knocking from behind him.
"Come in." Matricus said.
Tyrannus walked in with a solemn expression on his face.
"Nihlus is dead. I thought you should know." Tyrannus said.