I would like to thank my anonymous reviewer to take some time and give me some input for the story. I have fixed a few things in the second chapter. I would suggest you go back and re-read it, as I have tried to make it a little less 'I hate aliens' and give Williams a more believable story that will still hinder a relationship with some of the crew but not all.
I'm trying to follow the story as closely as I can, but I hate to write things that pretty much everyone remembers. I'll try to give a slight rundown of the missions and if I can interject character dialog that has not already been in the game, I'll do so. If not, I'll probably just leave it out. This is my first attempt at a mission, so if you don't like it - or think I should continue following as close to the dialogue as possible - please let me know. Reviews are so greatly appreciated!
As always, Bioware and EA own everything.
She stands over the table for a few moments before giving in to my stare and sitting down. Williams crosses her arms and keeps those eyes narrowed.
"Why would you sign onto this mission if you hated the majority of the crew?"
For a minute, I don't think she's going to answer. "It was an order," she replies coolly.
I lean forward and place my talons on my knees. "You're not Alliance."
"I know an order when I hear one."
"Still not Alliance."
"I'm retired. Wanted back in on the action."
"Seemed like you were elbows deep in shit when we caught up to you."
"And?"
"No lack of action there."
She sighs and runs a hand through her hair. "I don't want to talk about it."
"With me? Or with any member in the same crew as your sister."
A small smirk appears on her face. "You, particularly."
I sigh in exasperation. "You know we didn't kill Ashley. She gave her li—"
"Honorably, for the good of the galaxy, et cetera," she finishes with a flourish of the hand.
Before I can continue, EDI speaks. "Commander Shepard requests that both of you are to suit up and meet for the shuttle in ten."
"Understood," we reply straight away.
We ride in the elevator in silence to the fourth level where I see Cortez and Shepard. As I'm always in my armor, I find my rifle and calibrate while Williams suits up.
Like any soldier after a few years of service, she suits up within two minutes. She glances over to Shepard and asks where we are headed.
"Illium," he replies.
"Didn't you just pick up the drell from there?" I ask.
"Yeah. The Illusive Man was kind enough to group two dossiers on the same planet."
"A welcome change," I say, returning to my gun.
We exit the Normandy via Illium's dock and Shepard begins to brief us.
"Samara. Justicar. Extensive training in weapons and biotics. Works above the government, so let's keep it classy. No point in pissing off someone who can kick our asses back to Sol."
"I didn't think Justicars came out of asari space," Williams says.
"Not often," Shepard replies.
"I guess we just got lucky."
Shepard scoffs and shakes his head. "The Illusive Man is hardly ever lucky. Liara said to check with an Officer Dara."
"T'Soni's here?" I ask in surprise. It's always nice to know that my former crew is alive. As Williams pieces together that Liara was on her sister's team, she shuts down. I can see her heart begin to race and respirations increase. I think she's pissed, but I can never tell with humans. They feel too much
Shepard nods acknowledgment and heads to a central hub in the room we are now in.
"Can I help you?" an asari asks, presumably Dara.
"We're looking for an asari warrior named Samara," Shepard says.
"Why? Do you have a problem, or… did she kill somebody already?" The asari raises from her position, clearly perturbed that someone is asking about the Justicar. The officer tells us that we can find her at the commercial spaceport.
"Must be legit to have the officers spooked about her presence," Williams says as we are headed to our new waypoint.
"She is skilled in killing," I point out.
"All I'm saying is that when Spectres come around, I never hear anyone ask if they've already killed someone," she replies.
Shepard chuckles. "I don't think they need to ask when it comes to me. I've got a reputation to uphold."
Williams gives a short laugh and smiles at the Commander. Out of respect? Maybe. I then recall the conversation she and Jack were having in the mess hall. I have to admit I'm a little pissed. One minute she's bitching about how the crew killed her sister, the next cuddling up to Shepard, the one who gave the order? Humans are really quite strange. Then again, maybe she just respects him and would like to let off some steam. I know I sure as hell would. Not with Shepard, but with her. Oh. That went somewhere horrible. I should stop. Maybe later.
We land a shuttle in just enough time to catch an asari and volus speaking. As she walks away, Shepard doesn't spare the time to talk to the volus and his team. We follow him into the station where we meet the detective we saw outside.
"Nice guns," she says as she types, "but don't use them in my district. What can I help you with?"
"Looking for an asari warrior named Samara," the commander says.
"Business with Samara? Take it somewhere else. I've got enough trouble already," the asari replies, looking Shepard in the eye.
"We're recruiting."
"Justicars normally work alone, but are drawn to impossible causes."
"We've got that covered," I say, earning a small smirk from Williams. Shepard hardly pays attention to my little comments anymore.
"Well, if you get her out of my district, I'll get you to her ASAP," the asari continues. "She's at the crime scene." The detective explains that she'll probably die if she takes the Justicar into custody, and Shepard jumps. The asari tells us where the crime scene is, and we're on our way.
As we approach the scene we hear mercenaries. We get through them easily. It helps that the detective had warned us about their presence here. We walk through a door flagged with investigation tape to see an asari fly at us and crash into the door frame.
"Those were my best troops," I hear a woman say. An asari flies through a window above us, and then I see the Justicar. She is an exceptional specimen of an asari, if I do say so myself. The fact that she has single handedly taken down a squad of Eclipse mercs only piques my interest further. She kills the merc quickly and mercilessly. I like that.
"Are we friend, or foe?" she asks as she approaches Shepard.
"Friend."
"If you request my assistance, I should request yours as well. I am following a dangerous fugitive, but the Eclipse sisters helped smuggle her off-world. I need to find her before the trail goes cold."
Before Shepard can reply, the detective from before speaks to Samara. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you into custody."
"You risk a great deal in following your orders," Samara says, her voice calm. I wonder if she always speaks like this. "Fortunately, I will not have to resist." She turns back to Shepard. "While I am in custody, please find the name of that ship. Do that, and I will join you."
"Do you have any leads?" Shepard asks.
"The volus merchant is tied to this. Eclipse mercs will kill him. Get the truth out of him, and you may find a way into an Eclipse base."
I watch her as she leaves with the detectives. Shepard looks at me and laughs. "Never figured you the asari type, Garrus."
I chuckle back. "I'm full of surprises."
We begin to walk and Williams slinks behind us. "I have to agree," I hear her murmur.