Disclaimer: I don't own Mass Effect or Crysis. If I did NE would be a game. But alas I don't. EA, Bioware and Crytek do.

Also thanks again to DN7 for his work on betaing NE.

After boarding the Normandy, I was immediately swarmed by Anderson who wanted me to explain what happened down there. With Shepard unconscious I was, unofficially, the most experienced soldier on the ground team.

"Wraith, what the hell happened down there?" he asked as we started walking towards the elevator. "Shepard called in to say the beacon is secure and a minute later Alenko says Shepard is unconscious and the beacon is destroyed."

"A beacon overload, not quite sure what exactly happened. We had secured the beacon when Shepard contacted you. I observed the beacon from what should have been a safe distance, then turned around to talk to Shepard when I was grabbed by an unknown force, presumably from the beacon, and I don't know what caused it."

"It was my fault sirs." Alenko's voice came from behind us, "I think I got too close to it and triggered a security field. It grabbed me for a moment but immediately let go and went for you sir." He told us.

"Alenko, I had told you to be careful moments before. Did you not listen?" I asked, face palming.

"Sorry sir," was his dejected reply.

"Just... Next time we see a strange alien artifact, stay back ok?" I asked. "So it selectively grabbed me, even if Alenko was the closest to the beacon. Then SECOND registered some neurological activity. Which means the beacon possibly implanted some data directly into Shepard's mind."

"So then why would it actively go for you Wraith?" Anderson asked me as we stepped into the elevator.

"Ease of access." I muttered. "The Nanosuit. It's communication suite combined with SECOND's advanced information processing allows it to access, decrypt, and filter through thousands of wireless transmission signals. Nearly anything with a wavelength pattern could potentially be used to transmit data, but we've had issues trying to relay information across a significant distance at the extreme ends of the spectrum. The beacon could have detected the wider net the suit employs for data collection and decided that it would have been easiest to transmit the information to the nanosuit, or rather to me through the nanosuit. The suit does have the neurological bond with the wearer after all."

"So you think it implanted its information from the beacon into Shepard's mind? What effects could that have?" Anderson asked me as the elevator door opened and we stepped out.

"Political? Medical? Technological?" I asked dryly. "This is something we need to discuss in private. Meet me in my office as soon as you can."

Anderson sighed, out of stress or anger I don't know. "Very well. I'll have Joker bring us to the Citadel, check in on Shepard, then I'll join you."

"Good, see you later then." I said heading towards my office past the sleeper pods.

The door opened to show the interior of my office. A desk with an extranet terminal that had a secure connection to CryNet and a chair were the only things in it. Taking a seat, I informed the other CryNet directors of the imminent conversation.

It didn't take long for Anderson to knock on the door.

"Enter." I called out looking up as he entered. "Good. Captain, let me introduce you to most of the CryNet board." I said gesturing to my left where the holographic images of three men stood. "First we have Director Niel Teems, Director of Alpha Tech and Sciences."

"Captain Anderson."

"Director Derek Antonov. Director of CryTech."

"Captain."

"And Director Axel Petersen. Director of CryTell."

"Captain Anderson."

"Directors. If you don't mind me asking, aren't there supposed to be four directors?" Anderson asked.

"Indeed." Niel smirked, slightly glancing at me. "Director Martin Duncan of CryOps is unavailable at the moment."

"Yeah, probably off having fun while we have to do the paperwork." Derek grumbled good naturedly.

"Now that we're introduced, please continue with the briefing Operative." Axel interjected impatiently.

"Yes sir." I nodded once. "As you already know, the objective to retrieve the beacon on Eden Prime failed. What you probably don't know is that we may have a rogue Spectre on our hands. I was able to see Nihlus' last moments when I arrived at a vantage point overlooking the spaceport. It was then I noticed another Turian there. I was able to get a positive ID match identifying him as Saren Arterius. I grew suspicious as we had not been informed by the Council that Saren would be there. Then SECOND informed me of an intercepted a transmission it decrypted that had Saren telling the Geth to keep Shepard's squad from reaching the beacon and that he would be dealing with Nihlus. I tried to warn him but something attempted to hack my suit. It was able to sever my connection to the suit and locked me down. I was forced to watch as Saren murdered Nihlus in cold blood."

"Damn it," Anderson swore. "This is bad."

"Indeed. Saren is well known for his hatred of humanity. If he has indeed gone rogue... Dark times may be upon us." Axel said.

"What about the beacon operative? What happened to it?" Niel asked me.

"Once we reached the beacon we called for pickup. Shortly after, I started being pulled back by something. Apparently it was the beacon and had specifically searched me out. Lieutenant Alenko told me that it activated and had started pulling him in when it stopped and grabbed me instead. It was then that Shepard threw me out of the way and took my place in the beacon's field. After a few seconds of Shepard twitching while floating in front of the beacon, it overloaded, knocking her unconscious. Sending you what data I got from it to you now."

I began the upload, which went by fairly quickly thanks to SECOND's ability to compress even the largest files down to only a fraction of their original size. The added benefit to faster up and downloads was the increased security. The less time data spent in transit, the less time any potential hackers or information brokers had to catch it, manipulate it, and send it on it's original way (while 'catch-and-release' programs are largely illegal, it's nearly impossible to prove their use unless the data is being sent over optic cables with the latest in quantum-cryptographic coding).

"Interesting..." Derek muttered before explaining, "At first glance of the broad spectrum scan SECOND was able to perform, it looks like the beacon was designed to imprint its information directly in the users mind using a type of infra-ultrasonic hybrid wavelength to effect appropriate areas of a beings nervous system. Of course the tech was made for a Prothean's physiology so there is no knowing what effect it could have on a human. I'd say the overload was due to damage from a combination of old age and some other factors. Is it possible that it was used before you got there?"

"Very possible I'd say. Saren obviously wanted the beacon, since he didn't take it I assume that he used it," I mused. "When we got there the beacon was glowing, and Williams did say that it wasn't when they dug it up."

"Excuse me, but are you saying that the beacon imprinted something into the mind of my XO?" Anderson asked slightly confused.

"Yes. That is exactly what we are saying. The only question is what?" Axel said.

"Are there any problems that might come up because of this?" Anderson asked.

"I assume you mean medical?" Niel asked him, continuing on Anderson's nod. "As Derek said before, the side effects of a piece of technology nearly 50,000 years old interfacing with a species mind it was never intended for can't be predicted. At best, Shepard will make a full recover and tell us exactly what was imprinted..."

"And at worst?..." Anderson pressed Niel who sighed.

"She'll be in a vegetative state or worse for the rest of her life."

Anderson struggled to keep the shock of that statement from showing and simply nodded. "She's tough, I have every bit of confidence Shepard will come through. Now what about Saren?"

"That could present a definite problem. I believe in Wraith's verbal testimony against Saren, yet the Council will not be happy about their top agent being accused of treason with out some definite proof. I don't suppose your suit's memory will have the scan recognition on record Wraith?" Niel asked me.

"No. Corrupted by the intrusion. It might be salvageable but we would need a Cradle to retrieve them." I answered.

"Of course not, that would be too easy." Niel grumbled in annoyance. "Captain, I suppose that you will be heading to the Citadel now?"

"That is correct. We should arrive in about seventeen hours."

"Good. Wraith, when you dock, I want you to immediately go to our base and get those files extracted and rebuilt. You'll get your new orders later." Niel 'ordered' me.

"Yes sir." I responded.

"Captain, it's been nice talking to you. Teems out." The three directors holograms then fizzed out of existence.

"I suppose I should check in on Shepard and get the paperwork done." Anderson said as he turned to leave.

"I should check in on her as well. She did try to save me from the beacon." I said also standing.

"Try?" Anderson asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I think that I would have had an easier time processing the connection with the beacon due to the nanosuit, but it's the thought that counts right?" I said.

"Indeed it does. Do you really think that your suit could have handled the beacon?"

"Probably." I answered as we walked past the sleeper pods "Since it looks like the beacon selectively went for me it must have thought so as well. Interesting really. I wonder if telepathy was common amongst the Protheans or if it was just in the beacon for ease of data transfer..."

"Anything is possible I suppose." Anderson murmured as we entered the med bay where Dr. Chakwas was monitoring Shepard. "Ah Doctor, how is our XO?"

"Well I'd say most of the damage was superficial and done by the beacon exploding and knocking her out." Chakwas said. "It appears that the Commander is merely sleeping at the moment, although I have noticed an increase in her rapid eye movement."

"So the beacon probably imprinted some kind of message and she's reliving it now." I mused.

"Correct. It could become a problem if the vision is traumatic or horrific in nature but we won't know for sure until she wakes up."

"Alright. Keep me notified doctor. I have some work to do." Anderson said leaving the med-bay.

"How long will she be out doc?" I asked as Anderson disappeared.

"Any normal soldier I'd say twenty four hours at least. Shepard's a fighter though so I'd expect her to be up in fifteen." Chakwas told me.

"Alright. So I'll see you in fourteen."

"Indeed, you will."

I left the med bay to do some work in my office. Arriving I checked through various reports and looked for any possible evidence against Saren, but came up empty after nearly nine hours. So I decided to catch some sleep.

Waking up five hours later when SECOND woke me, I got up and went to the med-bay to check in on Shepard. Entering I saw Kaidan sitting on a bed next to Shepard's. "How long have you been sitting here Kaidan?" I asked sitting down next to him.

"Just came in half an hour ago."

"Good. Hope you got some rest then Lieutenant."

"Yes sir. It really is all my fault the mission failed. I got too curious."

I had expected such a reaction and was ready for it. "Maybe it was your fault the mission failed. Maybe I did tell you to be careful just before. But unless you knew that the beacon would explode it's not your fault. Curiosity is usually a good thing, but the trick is to temper the curiosity with caution. It's a lesson we all have to learn and I'm sure you won't make the same mistake again."

Kaidan merely grunted, unconvinced, when SECOND suddenly piped up "Alert. Commander Shepard is regaining consciousness."

"Well it seems that someone has had enough beauty sleep." I joked as I stood up.

"How would you know-" Kaidan asked cutting himself off as Shepard began to stir slightly. "Doctor? Doctor Chakwas? I think she's waking up." He called out as Shepard groaned.

Chakwas came out of her office at Kaidan's call. Shepard then sat herself up on the bed, resting her head in her hands for a bit.

"You worried us there a bit, Shepard. How are you feeling?" Chakwas inquired as she ran a quick scan of Shepard.

"Like the morning after shore leave," Shepard groaned. "How long was I out?"

"About fourteen hours. I was expecting you to be out for another hour at least." Chakwas answered.

"Gah. What happened down there? Everything's kinda fuzzy."

"It's my fault commander. I must have triggered some kind of security field when I approached it. It reached out and grabbed Wraith. You had to throw him out of the way." Kaidan immediately blamed himself.

"So you knew that the beacon would trigger a security field that would draw someone in, forcing me to throw them out of the way Alenko?" Shepard asked sarcastically.

"What? No!"

"Then how is it your fault? You had no way of knowing what would happen Kaidan, stop blaming yourself."

"Besides, we don't even know if that's what set it off." Chakwas continued to reassure him.

"Yeah, anyway the beacon overloaded and blew up, knocking you unconscious. I carried you back to the ship, bringing your pending bar tab to two drinks." I joked.

"It's nice to see I'm wanted." she grumbled.

"Yes well on to your health," Chakwas said "Physically your fine. But I detected an increase in your rapid eye movement. Usually associated with intense dreaming."

"We figured the beacon imprinted some kind of vision in your mind and you were reliving it." I told Shepard.

"Yeah." She sighed "I saw- something. Death, destruction. Nothing is clear."

"Hmm... I should add that to my report. It may- Oh. Captain Anderson." Chakwas said breaking off from her musing as Anderson walked up to us having entered the med-bay unnoticed.

"How's our XO holding up doctor?" He asked.

"All scans look as normal as they can be, judging by the fact that she had a vision imprinted in her mind by the beacon." Chakwas said wryly, "I'd say she will be fine. But I want her to be careful and come right back if any problems show up."

"Glad to hear it. Shepard, Wraith I need to speak to both of you, in private." Anderson dismissed Kaidan and Chakwas.

"Aye aye, Captain. I'll be in the mess if you need me." Kaidan saluted while Chakwas left silently.

After the door slid shut Anderson turned towards Shepard "Are you sure you're ok commander?"

"I'm pissed off sir. The Geth killed one of my squad, and I'm going to make them pay." She growled reminding me of Torfan, where after loosing most of her squad to the Batarians she proceeded to kill all slavers in that base, dispensing her own justice.

"Jenkins wasn't your fault commander. You couldn't do anything to save him." Anderson reassured her thinking that she was blaming herself.

"I know that sir. It still pisses me off. Where's Gunnery Chief Williams?" She changed the subject.

"In the mess as I recall." I answered.

"I reassigned her to the Normandy. After losing Jenkins we had a spot open." Anderson explained.

"Good. She's a good soldier. We could use her."

"Alenko thought so too. Now then let's get down to business. Things look bad at the moment. A Spectre dead, the beacon destroyed, the Geth invading, and we are going to be accusing another Spectre of treason." Anderson told her.

"Not just any Spectre, one of their best and most decorated. They are not going to like our accusations." I continued, "However the situation is better than it would be if I wasn't there."

"You think rather highly of yourself don't you?" Shepard asked wryly.

"Yes, well I think highly of CryNet." I agreed "CryNet has quite a bit of pull with the Council so we should be able to stall the Council from making a decision until we can dig up some evidence. Once we have evidence, I am fairly confident that we can get you into the Spectre's with the mission to hunt down Saren."

"You can do all that?" Shepard asked surprised.

"Yes, with help from Ambassador Udina, we can definitely get all that done. The hard part is getting evidence on Saren."

"A rogue Spectre's trouble. Saren isn't the Council's best for nothing and as a Spectre getting evidence on him will be very difficult. If we're lucky we can salvage the data from my suit." I sighed "Unfortunately it might not be enough. Saren might, and probably will, accuse us of faking the data. There has to be more evidence out there. Maybe the Shadow Broker has some."

"Well what do we know about Saren?" Shepard asked.

"He hates humans." Anderson said shortly.

"Saren didn't attack Eden Prime simply because he hates humans." I grumbled.

"No, he obviously came for the beacon." Shepard agreed "But how did he ally himself with the Geth?"

"I'd say he promised them something. Maybe the beacon, maybe something else." Anderson mused.

"But what would the Geth, or even Saren, want with a vision of murder and mayhem?" I asked.

"What was in the vision Shepard? Do you think it could help us?" Anderson asked.

"Well, I saw synthetics. Murdering people. Causing massive destruction, extinction." That description reminded me of something at the back of my head, something that eluded my memory, but gave me a bad feeling.

"Geth?" Anderson asked.

"No, I don't think so. Although, something about it seems familiar to that ship we saw."

"So it's a Prothean warning about synthetics butchering organics, and that ship is tied in somehow. Which would indicate that the ship is over fifty thousand years old." Anderson said.

"It is strange. I only hope that the Council will do something about it. Us accusing Saren of treason is bad enough. Now we say that the Prothean beacon warned us of extinction through synthetics? A warning that came through a dream? If I hadn't been there even I would say that sounds farfetched." I grumbled.

"I know what I saw!" Shepard defended herself.

"I believe you Shepard. But I don't know if the Council will, which is who needs convincing." I told her.

"But we have to tell them! This could help them prepare if in fact Saren is plotting to use the Geth to wipe out humanity!" Anderson exclaimed.

"It will only help them prepare if they believe us which, with only the vision from the beacon, they won't." I argued.

Anderson sighed realizing the truth in my words.

"So how do we convince them?" Shepard asked.

"We don't tell them." I said simply, continuing at Shepard's incredulous face "We don't tell them until we have more proof. Only then can we tell them what we found."

Anderson sighed. "Politically it makes sense. It's probably the best and possibly only way we can convince them."

"Now we need to focus on Saren." I told them.

"I'll find someway to bring him down." Shepard cracked her knuckles.

I let out a mirthless laugh "Hah, easier said than done. He's a Spectre. As long as he hasn't officially gone rogue he can do anything he damn well pleases. That's why we need evidence. We need to prove that he was behind the attack on Eden prime, and so far, we don't have any evidence. I saw him kill Nihlus and that's not compelling enough evidence with the suit feed corrupted."

"So we need to prove that he's gone rogue. Then the Council will revoke his Spectre status." Shepard concluded.

"That's the plan." Anderson nodded, "I'll contact Ambassador Udina. Hopefully he can convince the Council to hold a hearing. We'll meet him as soon as we reach the Citadel. Get yourself ready Commander, we should be arriving within the hour." Anderson turned and left the med-bay.

I hesitated before making up my mind as Shepard and I left the med-bay "Shepard." I said turning to face her. "Meet me in my office as soon as you can. We have something to discuss."

She paused raising her eyebrow at me, but still nodded once, turning towards Ashley Williams who wanted to talk to her. I turned and made my way into my office to wait. A few minutes later the chime sounded and Shepard walked in. "So Wraith. What do we have to discuss." She asked coming straight to the point.

"Please, sit down." I motioned towards a chair in front of my desk, continuing when she sat down. "SECOND, secure the room please."

"Room secured." One of the features of the comm suite was not only the ability to gather data through thousands of wavelengths, but also to jam them all with junk data in a small area for a short time.

"Now then, events are proceeding rapidly, Shepard. I fully expect that you will be made a Spectre when we prove Saren a traitor. You will then no doubt be assigned to hunt Saren down and bring him to justice. The Council will then no doubt want to make sure Saren will be brought down and contract CryNet to help. We will of course accept and help you on your mission. A Phantom will no doubt be assigned to assist you on your ship and I'll make sure that it's me.

News of your Spectre induction will spread quickly and I fully expect people you don't even know to pour their worries and situations on to you. Don't even bother contemplating them all. Just say you'll have it taken care of and send any you don't want to handle to CryNet and we'll do the rest. You will need to focus on Saren, and we'll help as much as we possibly can."

She had her eyebrow raised at the end of my monologue. "This all hinges on me becoming a Spectre and CryNet agreeing to help."

I snorted, "Oh, you will become a Spectre alright. That's almost guaranteed."

"Say that I do become a Spectre," She challenged. "How do you know that CryNet will do what you say it will? How do you plan on being the Phantom assigned to me?"

I chuckled. "And that leads me into the next thing I wanted to tell you. CryNet will do what I because of who I am. Commander Shepard, it's my pleasure to introduce you to-" I took off my helmet, "- CryOps Director Martin Duncan."

Shepard, like Anderson before, did her best to conceal her shock before saying anything.

"You have got to be kidding me. You're a director of CryNet? And you go out in the field?"

"Yeah, I prefer to stay in the action." I smiled, the first one Shepard could actually see.

"Then who does all the paperwork?"

"Most of the logistics of CryOps is handled by CARLA. I only need to do the absolute necessary, which I can do when I'm not in the field. If something important comes up, the other Directors can make a temporary decision until I can make a permanent one."

"Carla?"

"Yeah, Crynet Analysis, Reallocation and Logistics Advisor. She's the CryOps AI."

"Oh right. I suppose AI's play a big role in CryNet?"

"Oh yeah. We have a bunch of AI's helping us run the place. They're really nice actually. We have one for each branch and then some more."

"Each branch?"

"CryNet is split up into three branches. CryOps, CryTell and CryTech. CryOps is the one I'm director of and consists of the Phantoms and Inquisitors. CryTell is our information branch, and CryTech is our research and development branch. I think you can figure out what they do from there."

"I can." She said nodding. "I don't suppose CryTell has anything on Saren?"

"No." I sighed. "Unfortunately we don't. But it's only a matter of time really."

"I see. Well-" She was interrupted by Anderson's voice over the intercom.

"Commander Shepard to the bridge. Commander Shepard please report to the bridge."

"Well I better get going then." Shepard said standing up.

"I'll join you, one moment." I said picking up my helmet and putting it on. As it sealed itself I said, "Alright lets go. SECOND, lift security measures and please unlock the door."

"Door unlocked."

As we passed Ashley in the mess hall she called out to me, "Hey Wraith!"

"Yes?" I asked turning to face her.

"I wanted to know why CryNet hasn't released the Nanosuit to the Alliance. Having even one squad might have helped us on Eden Prime."

I paused for a second before answering. "The answer is easy, but you won't like it. If we would release the nanosuit to the Alliance, it would only be a matter of time before the tech would become widespread. Without the suit, CryNet doesn't have the edge over everyone else."

"So you didn't release it because you wanted to be more powerful than everyone else?" She asked angrily.

I raised my hands up in an apologetic means. "That's not the only reason Williams. Could you imagine the arms race that could happen? Or what would happen if pirates got their hands on it?"

Ashley opened and closed her mouth a bit before finally finding the proper words. "I understand, but it could still have saved Eden Prime."

"Possibly, but the Nanosuit doesn't make the wearer invincible. It's more suited to cloak and dagger than full on assault. Fully blown firefights is what GHOST armor is for."

"I've heard of the stuff, but haven't seen it in action. What's the big deal behind it?"

"Guardian Heavy Offensive Strategic Trooper, or GHOST armor for short, is what the Inquisitors wear and essentially is a fusion between the Nanosuit and modern armor. Unlike the Nanosuit, GHOST armor is available to the public for purchase. Spectre's, N7's, even some STG agents wear GHOST armor if they can afford it. It's top of the line customizable armor and can be customized to suit your preferred combat style. Of course such customization requires some intense calibration before it's worn, but believe me it's worth the edge you get."

Ashley let out a long whistle. "Well, I wouldn't mind having a set of that."

I chuckled. "Good luck saving up for it as it costs enough to outfit a full Alliance N-squad. As I said, the Spectres, STG and N7's use it only if they can afford it, and there aren't that many that can. Anyway, I think it's time for us to get up to the bridge so if you'll excuse me."

"Yes sir."

The walk up to the bridge was fairly quiet and when we arrived Joker immediately greeted us "Good timing Commander. I was just about to bring us into the Citadel. See that taxpayer money at work."

I felt the shudder of relay transit as we were thrown across the galaxy and into the widow system where the citadel awaited us. "Holy- Look at that thing!" I turned towards Ashley who was staring out the window.

"The Ascension. Flagship of the Citadel fleet." Kaidan said looking out next to her.

"And the stupidest ship ever to fly in space." I grumbled.

"Why so touchy Wraith?" Ashley asked me.

"Ok seriously? That thing may look impressive but from a tactical standpoint it's filled with weaknesses it might as well be Swiss cheese. That massive hole in the middle? Seriously, who designs their ship with a hole in the middle, I understand that its a propulsion system, allowing the Ascension to go faster than a normal dreadnought, but what good is that in combat? Not much, it will allow you to get closer faster where you will be destroyed due to that massive hole. As for retreating, maybe, then again structural weakness. That propulsion system is the asari's way of saying 'We have more advanced technology than you do, we can have a massive particle accelerator as a propulsion system.' Its supposed to look impressive, but it makes the structure so much weaker."

"Alliance carriers have holes in them." Shepard said interrupting my rant.

"Yeah, but two things. One those holes are a lot smaller than that and secondly they actually serve a viable purpose. Not to mention if a single round goes into that hole the entire ship will be gutted. Then whats with all the windows? A fighter round or torpedo through a window will wreak havoc on the ship. Windows are structural weaknesses and have no place on military ships. Space stations and transports, fine. People want to look out at the stars. Military vessels should ideally not have any windows, a few is fine but don't cover your entire ship in windows. Not to mention that those big tall spire things make it impossible for anti fighter guns to get full coverage. They would end up firing at themselves. Hell it even looks like a giant target, just waiting to be shot. And don't get me started on the armament. Its about four times the size of an alliance dreadnought but doesn't boast four times the weaponry. It boasts maybe twice as much. If that much. And most of those guns are smaller Mass Accelerators that don't run the length of the ship, which is just barely longer than a 1000m dreadnought by the way, but are situated on those spires and as such are of more use on a cruiser than a dreadnought."

"But look at that monster. It's main gun could rip through the barriers of any ship in the Alliance fleet." Ashley countered.

"Ha. Trust me, it could rip through the barriers, after a few shots. Maybe a couple less than any other ship but it would still take a few shots. Meanwhile if the enemy is smart, they will be targeting the windows and it would fall fairly quickly. I will give it this however. If it didn't have all the giant windows then that thing would be very hard to crack. Even once the barriers go down, which are among the strongest in the galaxy. So yeah, the Destiny Ascension is pretty much a giant target to take fire while other smaller ships do the damage." I finished my rant glaring at the distant ship.

"Well... I hope you feel better getting that out." Shepard smirked.

"Hell yes!" I said chuckling as Joker began to bring the Normandy into dock. When I felt the docking tube connect with the Normandy I turned silently and headed towards the airlock. "Have fun with the Ambassador, Shepard. I hope we see each other soon." Any response was cut off by the airlock door sliding shut behind me. I waited for the decontamination procedure to finish and after a minute the door slid open and I walked out. I entered the elevator that would bring me down to C-Sec headquarters and hit the button to descend. After the lengthy ride I found a CryNet car waiting for me. The driver introduced himself as he drove me to the CryNet base at the end of Kithoi ward.

As the car circled down to park, I saw an Inquisitor team doing drills with the base security forces who were interested in joining the Inquisitors. With only one team currently deployed on the Citadel, after a short process of elimination on team location I knew that it was Riker team's turn to be here. Getting out of the car I was met by the Inquisitors who had stopped their drill as we landed.

"Operative Wraith! It's good to see you. We heard about Eden Prime." Their team lead, Parchman, said. The Rikers were one of the top inquisitor teams in Crynet, just below Titan, the first inquisitor team. As such the Rikers are one of the few Inquisitor teams who could sometimes take me down in practice matches.

"Thank you Parchman. It was fairly rough down there." I told him heading towards the main building which housed the labs.

"I can imagine." Another Inquisitor, Leavenworth, commented. "Geth showing up outside the Perseus Veil for the first time in centuries to attack a human colony?"

"Come on Leavenworth. You and your damn conspiracy theories." Folsam, groaned. "The Geth probably just decided it was time to show everyone that they still exist." Folsam was Riker's medic and tech specialist while Chino and Leavenworth, along with Behrendt were its Assault troopers. Behrendt also doubled as its Sniper when needed. Lastly Parchman and Alcatraz were powerful biotics.

"Come on! Am I the only one seeing this here? There is obviously something bigger going on!" Leavenworth defended himself.

"I'll admit, it does seem a bit fishy." Behrendt agreed.

"Not you too Behrendt!" Folsam complained "What do you think Alcatraz?"

"Well they obviously didn't attack Eden Prime for the tea." Alcatraz quipped.

"I suppose the fact that they don't need to eat or drink does rule that out." I mused smirking.

"Technically they drink electricity. Maybe oil as well." Alcatraz responded.

"All I can say for now is that there's something bigger going on than just an attack on a colony." I told them bringing an end to the speculation.

"See? I knew it!" Leavenworth crowed.

"There's a rogue Spectre behind that attack. He tried to get a Prothean beacon unearthed on Eden Prime." I answered them directly.

"Well that's interesting. So why are you here?" Parchman asked me.

"The suit's memory was corrupted on Eden Prime. Going to see if it can be recovered." I told him.

"That explains the labs." Leavenworth commented, noticing that we had come to a stop in front of the labs.

"Indeed. I better get this done. Rikers, good day." I nodded at them and walked through the door into the labs. Extracting the corrupted data from my suit was the easy part and was done in a matter of minutes. Now came the hard part. Recovering the useful data from the corrupted data which we sent off to the Prism, where the stations AI's could get to work recovering it. Since it would take awhile I had plenty of time to get some other stuff set up.

A/N: Alright, so Alcatraz cameo! And he's an inquisitor? For now at least.

Thanks to everyone who submitted an inquisitor OC, but I am by no means done! I need some more so don't hesitate on submitting any, I however do ask for history for your character so I don't have to think up twenty nanobillion histories for all these characters. (Love that word. Nanobillion). Anyway, just so you guys know, I have a bunch of chapters ready as a buffer so that I can keep the every other Saturday deadline no matter what happens.

So see you guys on the 24th! Four days after Planetside 2 comes out and two days after ACIII. Also a few days before ME3: Omega. Oh boy!

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