NOTE: MADE A MODIFICATION TO THIS.

Two years have passed since joining the Templar Knights. Both John and I have turned eighteen. Now, it's only a matter of getting us inside the Alliance. Convincing John to enlist in the Alliance is going to be challenging, difficult, and a lengthy task.

John has led the team quite well. During missions for the Knights, he splits us up to cover all our sides. He orders what to do while under fire. Slowly but surely, he is becoming Shepard. His ability to use almost any weapon is astonishing. An expert at assault rifles and pistols, he can manage a shotgun or sniper just as well.

I myself have trained extensively with my sniper rifle, trying to overcome the pain of recoil. Now, I can use the M-97 Viper and M-29 Mantis. I won't be carrying a Black Widow around anytime soon, but me and Viper get along just fine.

Currently, Helena had called us to the comm room for a debrief on a new mission. Here we were, sitting in front of a huge screen awaiting the boss' orders. The screen blinks to life, showing Helena, which, by the way, is much younger than in Mass Effect for obvious reasons.

"I'm glad everyone is here." she began. "This assignment will be one of the toughest ones you've had to undertake."

"Whatever it is, we can handle it." John reassured her.

"In these past years, you have become one of my best teams. It is why I am trusting you to complete this. This mission will require careful planning. You...will be raiding an Alliance warehouse."

What did she say?!

Oh, shit.

"What do you need from there?" I asked. "We have more than enough weapons."

"We're not going after weapons. The Alliance is working on something they call Quantum Entanglement Communicators, or QEC. It's a better way to communicate without using comm buoys. I plan on expanding the Templar Knights beyond Earth. To do so, I need those QEC's."

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

"The Alliance wouldn't leave something like this lying around in a warehouse." John commented.

"They are sending the plans to their station Arcturus. We need to recover them before that happens."

Sigh...

"I'm sending you the coordinates, as well as a layout of its surroundings. I'll have another team waiting to back you up in case things things go awry. Don't let them, though. Do what you have to do, but do it right. This can't go wrong."

The screen blinks out, leaving the room quiet. Why, of all things, does she want the QEC plans? Can't she just use Comm buoys? Stealing from the Alliance. Sounds bad in every sense of the phrase.

"What do you think, Sel?"

"Huh? I'm sorry, what did you say?" I hadn't even noticed John and the others had already started planing.

John looked at me curiously before continuing, "I asked you what you thought was the best way to approach this."

I'd rather not approach this at all...

I examine the blueprints on John's omni-tool. One entrance, one exit, guards stationed outside both. A side alley, and buildings surrounding the warehouse. This looks absolutely wonderful.

Sarcasm will get you nowhere...

I know! You've said it before...

"Hmm. We would need a distraction to keep the guards busy while some of us sneak in. Perhaps steal a delivery truck of sorts, one of us drives up and claims to be delivering something." I suggest. Pretty cliché.

"Annoy the guards enough and they'll ask for help from the inside. It's a plan then." John agrees. Thank god.

"I know a place not far where there's some delivery trucks. We can grab one on the way to the warehouse." Jack adds helpfully. For once.

"Alright." John begins, "Here's the plan then: Nate and Zeke, you'll be the delivery boys. Make up a story to keep the guards occupied. Better yet, annoy them. Wear normal clothes but take your armor and weapons, just in case. Jack, you'll be coming with me and Selena. We'll be waiting in the side alley until the guards are distracted enough. We'll wear armor so strap on weapons, again, just in case. Questions?"

Can we NOT steal from the Alliance?

Shut it!

We all shake our heads at the same time. He nods and continues, "Grab your things then. Be ready in ten minutes."

God, I hope this turns out the way it's supposed to.