The crew boarded the Normandy, ready to find and punish Saren.
"So, do we have any idea where he might be?" asks Matricus.
He had raised a valid point. None of them had any idea where Saren could be. They had little to go off of also.
"He may be on Noveria. I remember hearing there was some strange activity occurring in that region." says Tyrannus.
The group agreed that they should search the frozen planet. It was there only lead.
"Joker, get us there." says Shepard.
"Aye aye, Commander."
Joker detached the docking clamp and departed the citadel. He skilfully activated the FTL drive, his superior training put to use. The massive ship took them to the snowball of a planet in less than a minute.
"Normandy to Noveria. Requesting permission to land. Spectre's authority." says Shepard.
A few voices on the other end could be heard arguing. Eventually, everything became quiet aside from the sounds of the crew going about their work.
"Hm? Alright... Granted. Proceed to the docking bay." says a voice through the communicator.
The Normandy's engines began to slow as it approached the dock. It stopped quickly, causing the crew to slightly lurch forward.
"Alright. Tyrannus, Matricus and Tali. You're with me." says Shepard, standing at the exit.
The group of four calmly left the vehicle. The surroundings were a dull grey, the only things breaking the monotony the different crates and cases scatterred about. Shepard led them to the entrance where three armed guards were waiting.
"Welcome to Noveria. We're awaiting confirmation of your status. I hope you understand that no weapons are allowed beyond this point." the security guard says.
Shepard looked to the others for help. Tali nodded in agreement with the guard. Tyrannus merely shrugged. Matricus, who was standing behind the other three, gripped his pistol, scowled, and shook his head.
"Sieze their weapons." the guard says.
Shepard, his allies, and the guards drew their weapons and took aim. Everyone except Matricus were aiming to wound each other. He was aiming his gun between Shepard and Tyrannus. His sights were set on the security chief's head. Just as he began squeezing the trigger a voice errupted through the comm system.
"Ms. Matsuo! Stand down! Spectres are authorized to carry weapons here."
The guards lowered their weapons as did Shepard and the others.
"Go ahead. I hope the rest of your visit will be more peaceful." Matsuo says.
Shepard and the others walked past, but Matricus stopped and scowled at her. The ruthless turian towered over the guard. Even among his fellow turians he was considered tall.
"Don't count on it." he says, glaring at her.
He left and joined the others as they walked up the stairs.