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Demon Unleashed.

Chapter V.

Unknown place. Unknown time.

Turian checked the cargo, which has arrived this day. He walked among the rows of containers and briefly looked over them.

He was careless, what he was doing now, he has done for a lot of time.

So red blade of pure plasma was very unpleasant surprise. His head fell to the floor, as somebody, covered in robes, stepped near his body. Sulfuric yellow eyes looked from the darkness of the hood.

Darth Maul continued his path to his mysterious goal, spreading the chaos and havoc everywhere he stepped.

Normandy SR-1. Same time.

With loud gasp Naruto opened his eyes. He was meditating, trying to decipher the knowledge of the prothean beacon. He managed to see several images, even long term memories, but sudden vision forced him to return to the real world.

Maul was once again causing chaos, without a doubt trying to get his attention from whatever he was trying to do. Sudden knocking in his door make him raise his head.

Shepard… He swore that if that woman came to give him a lecture about the danger he is causing for himself… He will leave the Normandy and deal with Saren himself.

"Demagol, we need to talk." Came the voice from behind the door.

With a move of his hand Force opened the doors before Shepard. Brunette came inside looking around with curiosity.

"Not as comfortable as I thought." Said she sitting cross-legged in front of Naruto. Under his helmet he raised a brow. Sitting in such position on metal floor… was rather problematic for inexperienced person. So several seconds later, she was again on her feet, walking from one side to another. Naruto didn't start any kind of talk. From his point of view, Shepard was the one, who should have started.

"How can you sit like this?"

"Force of habit." answered he. "What did you want to ask?"

"Ehm, yes…" started Jane. "Yesterday, in the evening…"

Naruto narrowed his eyes under the helmet and it was so menacing, that even not seeing Shepard felt this.

"Listen till the end, please."

He nodded.

"So, I'm sorry, if I said something wrong…"

"You didn't say, you wanted to." corrected her Naruto.

"Okay." sighed Shepard. "I'm sorry, if I tried to say something wrong… I can understand that you are from another galaxy, you have another mentality…"

"This isn't the case, commander." answered Naruto.

"Then what is?"

"The fact that you cannot understand that I'm not your subordinate, Shepard. I'm not even your comrade. I'm your ally and your allies, commander, tend to have their own goals."

"And reaching these goals are more valuable than your well-being?" asked Shepard. "Do you even value your life? And what are your interests, by the way?"

"In following my path. The one that was set before me many years ago."

"It concludes unnecessary risk?"

"Some of my actions may seem too risky for you, Shepard, but for me any kind of risk is a possibility to become stronger. Or at least sharpen my skills."

"And if you are killed?"

"Highly unlikable." answered he. "But if, through some kind of way I will be dead, the I deserved that, because I was too weak or too careless."

"Do you even value your life?"

"But of course. That's why I'm risking it."

Shepard was awestruck. Naruto sighed and explained:

"The more I'm risking my life, the more powerful and skilled I become. The more powerful and skilled I become, the more chances for victory I have. The more chances for victory I have, means the less chances that I will be killed. So I value my life greatly."

Commander looked at him with mix of surprise and shock.

"That's very cynical view on life." Noted she.

"Maybe, but it saved my ass countless times and since it is working, I highly doubt that I will change something in it." Silence once again fell in the room, but Naruto sensed that Shepard wanted to ask him something else and he prayed to every side of the Force, Light, Dark, Undivided and Cosmic that it will not be the question about his sexual life.

"What do you want to ask except this, commander?"

"This is a bit personal…" everything inside of him went cold, last time the talk started like this he was forced to marry. Not that he was against Talon. God forbid such thoughts. It was just the fact that when he was married the last time he felt unreasonable sense of dread.

And he didn't like this. Not even for the smallest bit.

"I think that such a cynical view on your life didn't appear just on the thin spot?" asked she.

Naruto sighed in relief, it wasn't what he expected. Women… they were always hard to read for him. Even with the Force.

"I never even thought about it." Answered he. "I think that it was a result of my training. Methods of my master help in forming such life view very much."

"Looks like your master wasn't… a gentle person." carefully stated Shepard.

"You are right, he wasn't." neutrally answered Naruto. "Many times I was near death."

"Many times?" black haired woman raised her brows. "How many?"

"I stopped counting somewhere on… the sixty-fourth time."

Commander gulped.

"I don't want to meet your master, Demagol. My drill sergeant seems like some nice lady, who teaches children in kindergarten, compared to him."

"Do as you wish commander, I on the other hand will gladly meet him again. To once again demonstrate, how effective were his teachings." said Naruto with such bloodthirst in his voice, that even famous Marka Ragnos would have been proud for his distant descendant.

"You have already beaten your master once?" asked commander, already not surprised.

"He deserved this. And I'm not speaking about how cruel he was to me. He committed so many great sins and heinous crimes that even killing him more than several hundred times will not be able to cleanse them."

"And what had he done?" asked Shepard.

"His crimes are too many to count and name. Let's just say that one day I will meet him again and make him pay for what he did, if somebody will not kill him before that."

"Okay, I will not bother you anymore and stop you from doing… whatever you have been doing." Said Shepard leaving him alone.

Meanwhile, deep in thought, Naruto thought about everything he had said to Shepard. Saying to much to her was dangerous. Imperial fleets, Death Star, xenophobia in Empire and… truth about the Light and Dark Sides.

About the Jedi and the Sith.

He cursed under his breath. He was still a bad Sith. A true Sith wouldn't have even bothered with opinion of the others, to him existed only one true opinion – his own. However, Naruto was different. Maybe because of this he was so different from other Sith.

Honorable in his way, he was a Sith nonetheless. In him were mixed the best traits of both sides, he may have called himself Sith, but for many thousand years he was the first worthy one, to be called the Je'daii.

However, nothing of this mattered to young man now. His thoughts were focused on the Commander, Maul and Saren. From time to time he thought about Talon. Slowly with deep breaths he calmed himself and his mind became calm and collected once again.

All in all, he was once again forced to do the only thing he managed to do.

Move forward and hope that he will do the right thing and his actions will be enough.

Sometime later.

After the talk with Demagol, Shepard sensed the great desire to drink coffee. A lot of coffee. However, sudden meeting in the corridor, stopped her in her tracks.

"Joker?" And indeed, the main trickster of whole Normandy met her in the corridor… moving to the cafeteria, on his crutches.

"Oh, Commander! I didn't expect you to be here?"

"Same here. Why the crutches?" asked she, while they both went to the cafeteria.

"Well, commander, before you decide anything I must tell you that I have the best pilot record in the history of the Academy…"

"Joker do you want you crutches to be broken upon your head?"

"I have a Vrolik Syndrome." Answered Joker as he sat heavily on the chair in the cafeteria.

"Excuse me… what?"

Joker sighed. "It's a rare thing. Because of this shit, my bones are too fragile to even walk on my own, without crutches. If I was born several decades later it would have been a death warrant for me, but modern technologies worked their miracle, giving me a chance for seemingly normal life."

"Sorry if I brought out something that you are not willing to talk about." Said Shepard. "Now, since I'm standing… What will you pick for a breakfast?"

"Commander… I'm fully capable…" started Joker rising.

"Crutch plus your head, can you do the math?" stopped him Shepard.

"Chicken, potatoes and something to drink, tea perhaps." Answered he returning to his place with a sigh. "Fuck, commander, you are unbearable, but at least you are not giving me any of those… pitying looks."

"Let's just say, that I have learnt, that you, boys, don't like somebody nursing them, the hard way." answered Shepard.

"You mean the quarrel you had with your friend in the hangar?" asked Joker, smiling widely.

Commander narrowed her eyes. "First of all, we aren't 'friends'." said commander. "Secondly, how do you know? Are you spying on me lieutenant?"

Joker sweat up a little. "Of course not, commander. Truth is… ehm… Kaidan told me about what happened."

Jane narrowed her eye more. No matter how much Kaidan didn't trust Demagol, he wasn't talkative, that she was sure.

"Jo~oker…" sang commander. "You do know that if you will not tell me the truth I will say something really disturbing to Demagol? Like the true number of your disturbing little films? Who knows, how will he react?" asked she.

"You cannot! You don't even know!"

"Try me Joker. After all, all that I need is to pick some random big number. And I like really BIG numbers, Joker."

"I spied on you through the cameras in the hangar." finally gave up Joker.

"See? Not as hard as you thought. Isn't it, Joker?" asked she.

"This is blackmail…" nearly cried Joker.

"Just as your, not so thin, hints, Joker." Sternly stated Shepard.

"But I was just joking…" pouted the pilot.

"You cannot joke on commander." grinned brunette.

"But I can on others?" asked he with nearly visible hope.

"I have no objections." Smiled Shepard. "Just be sure that Wrex and Demagol understand your jokes or you are risking finding yourself gutted or eaten alive."

"Hey, commander, I may be our local comedian and a bit of a gossiper, but I'm not a complete idiot, who will irritate a krogan battlemaster, or a guy, who can deflect with a pair of sword a load of bullets from machinegun." stated he.

"Trust me, it's just a surface of the large iceberg of his abilities." Said Shepard. "And look who is here, looks like the scent of coffee truly has miraculous effect." Said Shepard saluting to Ashley and Kaidan, who just recently entered the cafeteria, with her cup of coffee.

"Good morning, ma'am, Joker." Greeted them Ashley.

"Sergeant, lieutenant." Answered Shepard. "Do you want to join our company?"

"Why not?" asked Kaiden, walking to the fridge. 'Several minutes later, he and Ashley were sitting alongside Joker and commander.

"Sooo…." Started Ashley. "Have you spoken to Demagol already?" asked she.

"Yeas." Bluntly answered Shepard.

"And how did it go?" asked Ashley a bit fearfully.

"Better than I thought, sergeant." answered Shepard.

"Did you manage to understand something about him?" asked sergeant.

"Only the fact that he has very strange definition of his wellbeing." answered commander.

Everyone raised their brows.

"When I asked did he even values his life he answered: "Of course I value it. That's why I'm risking it." All present were shocked.

"You are right, commander." Said Kaidan. "Very strange way of valuing your life." Inside of his own mind his doubts about Demagol became even more strong. Such a person, who is so casually risking his life will doom their mission, without a doubt. Of course, the looks that the beautiful half of the crew gave this armored freak were absolutely not the reason.

Their talk was stopped, when Tali had entered the cafeteria. "Oh!" young quarian girl instantly clutched her hands to her chest, when she saw humans. "I'm… I'm sorry, I will come later."

"Tali." Firmly said commander. "Sat with us." quarian girl nervously rubbed her hands, but still walked to the table.

"Just don't forget the food." Said commander. "There is turian food there. It should suffice, isn't it?"

"Yes… ehm… no… I mean I need to sterilize it before I will eat it." answered Tali.

"Yes, weak immune system… shit!"

"Don't worry, captain, I had already prepared my breakfast yesterday's evening." answered Tali, getting strange cylinder seemingly from nowhere. But she didn't manage to start eating, from the corridors came the voices of Wrex and Garrus.

"One more night like this, and I will rip off your hands, turian!"

"Then why the hell did you even slept in the hangar, Wrex?!" asked Vakarian.

"And where else I should have stayed? This ship wasn't meant to have krogans aboard!"

"Neither the turians." Said Vakarian entering the kitchen and meeting with ve~ery kind eyes of Commander Shepard.

"Garrus… Wrex… What is the meaning behind all this noise in the morning?" asked she, and even the mighty krogan felt some sort of uneasiness under her heavy glare.

"Nothing, nothing at all… commander." Muttered Garrus, trying to not look that devil woman into the eyes, in fear that she will take his soul.

"Really? Then why is Wrex so angered?" asked Shepard.

"This fucking turian… All fucking night calibrated his fucking Mako!" said Wrex.

Shepard instantly turned to Garrus and under her heavy gaze he tried to hide behind the large krogan.

"Garrus what did I say about Mako?" asked she.

"To not touch?" asked he gulping loudly.

"Yes… Then why didn't you sleep like a good little boy, and started to calibrate the fucking Mako?!" screamed she in rage.

"I… I didn't manage to hold myself." said Garrus.

Jane looked at Garrus with her trademark heavy gaze, and with each passing second he started to become more and more nervous. Even Wrex shrugged under her gaze.

"No calibrations at night anymore Vakarian." stated Shepard. "Do you understand me clearly?"

"Yes, commander." Said Vakarian, breathing out in relief. In nearby future he decided to not cross this woman.

"Now shook your hands and let's be friends." Said Shepard.

Krogan and turian turned to each other, but they didn't shake their hands.

"Shake your hands, or I will land you two in the nest of Thresher Maws."

In eyes of the krogan instantly burned the fire of interest. Seeing this Shepard corrected her threat.

"Or either on the planet where there is nothing but green grass, blue sky, blooming flowers and pink unicorns running everywhere."

Krogan instantly shook the hand of the turian, really terrified by the last threat, Garrus shook her with the same zeal, he didn't like both options. Tali scratched her helmet and tried to find the information about the strange 'unicorn' from the extranet in her omni-tool. Ashley tried to suppress the laugh. Kaiden still had his poker face and Joker cursed the moment for being unable to make photos.

"Good. Now, to the table, Garrus the turian food is on the lower shelf, Wrex find something for yourself. There is no krogan food, but still plenty of meat."

Krogan nodded, and taking different kinds of meet, placed them on the largest plate and put it into the microwave. Turian followed his example. Several minutes later they were behind the table with others.

"So, Tali?" turned to the petite quarian Shepard. "Why are you not looking fresh and rested either? Garrus managed to disturb your sleep too?"

If turians managed to blush, then Garrus would have been red as tomato.

"No commander… nobody disturbed my sleep, but maybe if I was closer I would have managed to make me feel more… relaxed." Answered Tali.

Wrex turned to her. "If someone will constantly droop a heavy box, filled with metal instruments, will you manage to sleep better?"

"Oh… no."

"Thought so." Muttered krogan returning to his food. Fork in his hand looked really laughable because of its unproportioned size.

"It's just too quiet here." said Tali.

"And this disturbs your sleep because…"

"You see all ships in Flotilla are old and there is something that makes a constant sound there: engines, system of life support, generators and many other things, silence means that something is broken, if not everything." Said Tali.

"Fuck, this is really hard way to live." Said Joker.

"Indeed." Said a raspy voice behind him. He nearly jumped, when he turned to see who it was. Behind him was a man, whose face was covered by the darkness of his dark red hood, Demagol changed his attire, but it looked even scarier now, because he used some Force techniques, so only his red eyes could be seen, or the two rows of sharp white teeth.

"Good to see you all and good appetite for everyone." Said the young sith.

"Finally decided to leave your den, Demagol?" asked Shepard.

"I'm hungry." said the sith.

"Food is in the fridge." said Shepard.

"I know." answered he.

"Nobody will give it to you." continued she.

"I do not need to." Slowly above their heads flew roasted meat, potatoes and shrimps.

"Bragger." said Shepard.

"No. I'm training like this." said he. "You cannot even fathom, what level of control does it take from me to levitate this plate with food. It's easier for me to snap the dreadnought in half, at least I don't need to look after anything." said he taking the fork in his hand. Jane, Ashley, Joker and Kaidan looked with a bit of a jealousy in their eyes. Tali, Wrex and Garrus, who were the witnesses of Demagol's impressive abilities in the hangar, but still haven't used to it, were still impressed by this show.

"Makes sense, on the Jump Zero we were taught the same way." noted Kaidan.

"Good choice, of course if you will not push it too far." Said Demagol.

"Well, maybe." Shrugged Kaidan.

"Looks like it was pushed too far." Noted Demagol. "What happened?"

"Can't you just read my mind?" asked an irritated biotic.

Tali, Wrex and Garrus looked at the biotic and back at the Demagol.

"To your notice lieutenant, I do it only when the time calls for it, I can only sense the current or rather surface thoughts and I use it unintentionally only, getting something particular out of someone's mind is much harder and truth to be told, I don't even want to do it."

"Well, this certainly makes me happier." said Joker.

Sith raised his brow.

"Joker is afraid that you will find out his dirty secret." Explained Shepard.

"If he wouldn't have started to think about this mystery so hard, I wouldn't have known." Said young sith showing his fanged smile.

"Fuck!"

"Don't worry Jeff. It's just a joke."

"Why am I not feeling as easy as I was several minutes ago?" asked Joker returning to his food.

For several minutes silence fell among them.

"You were on the Jump Zero? Interesting. Can you tell us about it lieutenant?" said Shepard.

"Well… have you ever heard about BAaT?" asked the young biotic.

Shepard shrugged like from the teeth pain.

"Yeah. Dark story."

"Well, it crushed after what happened on the Jump Zero." Started Kaidan. "When Alliance find out about biotics and how to find them, they gathered everyone with biotic potential, at least everyone, who they managed to find, on the Jump Zero, they wanted for them to learn how to control their abilities. But there was only one problem in such plan…"

"The teacher." guessed the commander.

"Yes. Nobody in Alliance, didn't know what to start from, so they invited the specialists from the Citadel Space. They hired the turian mercenary by the name Vyrnnus."

"Wait a minute, turian?" that was senseless. "Why they didn't invite the asari? Their knowledge of biotics is greatest in the galaxy."

"Well, looks like somebody in really high place decided that we will look weak if we will call for the help from asari." Answered Kaidan. "So the turian mercenary, who held no allegiance nor to Hierarchy, nor the Citadel. Well, his methods of education were cruel and I'm sugar-coating it. He tortured us, not letting us eat or drink, and since he hated humanity all new students he greeted with words: "I commanded the dreadnought that killed your father". Many didn't manage to hold under the pressure and just… broke, some even died. And once, one girl, Raina, decided to drink the water without the use of biotics as Vyrnnus instructed. He broke her hand and I protected her. So he exploded and unsheathed his knife, also screaming that Hierarchy should have bombed us till there was none alive. After that I hit him and also used biotics. Destroyed half of his skull."

Everybody was silent and just looked at Kaidan… well nearly everybody. Demagol and Wrex continued to eat as nothing happened. Krogan and young sith weren't impressed by the tale.

"Spirits…" muttered Garrus. "I'm surprised that you don't hate turians as whole, lieutenant."

"Vyrnnus was just one out of billions." Waved his hand Alenko. "But this just proved to me that there is nothing different in us. There are good people and bastards among them. Nothing more and nothing less."

Garrus nodded thankful for such point of view.

"Were you even listening to what he was telling?" asked Tali, seeing that sith and krogan didn't care.

"Yep." Answered Wrex not stopping his eating.

"From the begging till the end." He also didn't stop eating.

Young girl was a bit shocked by such lack of emotion, even if she was familiar with the lack of compassion, when it came to her race.

"You could have at least pretend that you are shocked by his tale." Said Ashley and judging by her furious tone she was seriously angered and disappointed.

"I have seen and heard worse." Said completely phlegmatic Wrex, who continued to move his jaws.

Demagol just removed the cloth of his robes from his chest revealing the sith tattoos and nets of scars. Accusing glares of many people, instantly turned into surprised ones.

"Keela!"

"Spirits!"

"God!"

"I'm covered by such 'paintings' all over." absolutely calmly stated Demagol.

"Now, that, is something that I haven't seen yet." With respect, clear in his voice, stated Wrex.

"Damn." Said Ashely. "Where did you manage to get such wounds. What kind of battles you have been through?"

"I got them while training." Answered young sith.

"And you talk about this so casually?" asked Shepard.

"After our talk, you are still surprised by it?" asked Demagol.

Commander made a grimace. She suddenly understood that even after that talk she still knows nothing about him, and judging by the net of scars that she saw, he passed through very rigorous training, compared to which, the training of N7 was a summer camp.

After these thoughts Jane decided to never meet with the teacher of young sith.

She shrugged her shoulders. "If these scars are after training… I don't want to see your battle scars."

"I don't have the battle scars." Once again surprised everyone young sith. "Scars received in true battle, shows that you not only courageous but also foolish. If you received a wound in battle that means that you weren't good enough to nor receive it."

"Sounds reasonable." Muttered old krogan. "If you received a scar you were too unprepared for situation, or absolutely lacked training. At least this point of view I can completely agree with. This galaxy is filled to the brim with varrens, who thinks that amount of scars they have make them better warriors than they are."

"My galaxy is also filled with them." Commented Demagol.

"Your what?" asked Tali, Garrus and Wrex all together.

"Commander didn't tell you, that I wasn't born in this galaxy?" he turned to Shepard, who shook her head. "Well I'm telling you now."

Of course, Demagol didn't forget anything. It was a calculation that he made. Wrex was a krogan chieftain in self-exile. He has a possibility to unite krogans in one monolith force. Garrus has a very influential father, who also knows Primarch. Tali has even more influential father, who will also listen to her.

And if they will not listen to him, he can always give then an indirect Force push in right direction.

Of course, he the amount of work he will be forced to do will be enormous. He was really tempted to barge into the Council Chambers and use the favorite teaching method of Darth Vader, the "Force Chocke". But all that he will receive from this will be the hunt for his head.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha…" suddenly laughed Joker. "I understand; this is a joke. Ha, ha, ha…"

Suddenly, the pilot had shut up when he saw absolutely serious faces of Shepard, Alenko, Williams and Demagol, the part that can be seen at least.

"That was a joke, right?" with begging intonation asked he.

Demagol continued to look at him with the same serious expression.

"Okay…" said Joker. "And from what Galaxy are you from?"

"From far, far away." Answered Demagol, once again smiling and showing his sharp teeth.

"From how far away galaxy?" asked young quarian.

"I don't know myself. I came to this Galaxy, but by my own will, it was more like a chance."

"Wait a minute, Demagol." Started Garrus. "You are human, aren't you?"

"Eighty-nine per cent, yes." Answered he.

"Eighty-nine? And what of the other eleven?" asked he.

"Pure-blooded sith. They were the race of red-skinned humanoids, native to the planet called Korriban."

"Okay, I can understand the alien species, but how did humans appear in the other galaxy?" asked he.

"I'm more interested by the fact, that humans are in that galaxy." said Demagol.

"Humanity appeared on Earth." stated Ashley firmly.

"Maybe. But recently, human scientists had found that your evolution theory is full of holes." Answered Demagol.

"So… you are telling me that… humanity came from your galaxy?"

"Maybe or maybe, my and your galaxy isn't the home one for our species." Answered Demagol. "Well, countless theories can be created, but, please, take as fact, that humanity exists at least in two galaxies."

"At least?" asked Alenko.

"If there are two galaxies, can you be assured that there is no third, fourth, etcetera and etcetera?"

"No." a little embarrassed answered Alenko.

"Are there quarians in your galaxy?"

"Or turians?"

"Or krogans?"

"Or asari?"

Everyone looked at Joker.

"Hey, I'm sure, everyone wanted to ask this."

Demagol raised his brows, not believing even for a second.

"Well, unfortunately there are no, quarians, turians or krogans in my galaxy, but there are races that you will like to meet. Corellians, the best pilots and technicians of my galaxy, will find a lot of things to discuss with you. Mandolorians, not a race but society of warriors, that I also belong to, will be really interesting for Wrex. They are not saints, but they have their principles and follow their warrior code. The one who breaks it they will place on the stake themselves."

"I already like them." Grinned krogan.

"I also want to meet them." Said Garrus.

"Remember they are not saints. A lot of wars started because them. Billions of lives were lost and a lot of planets were annihilated. You should rather meet the chiss. They look like blue skinned humans, with glowing red eyes, but their war doctrine is even better than turians'."

"If so, then our meeting would have been really interesting." said turian.

"And… what about asari?" asked the still interested Joker.

"Well let's just say I wanted asari to see the already mentioned chiss, pantoran, wroonians and blue skinned twi'lecks. This would have been really hilarious." Smirked he.

"Those races are looking similar to asari?" asked Shepard.

"Yes. But they are much closer to humans than to asari." Said Demagol.

"It's hard to imagine." said Ashley.

"The only things that differ all said races from humans is the color of their skin, hair and eyes. What isn't always true about the last two parts." Answered Demagol. "Anatomically they are very similar to humans. Of course you will not mistake the twi'leck for human, but what makes them more close to humans than to asari, is their gender divide."

"How many races there are in your galaxy?" asked Kaidan.

Naruto turned his head to Shepard. "Should I really tell them?"

Commander thought for a second and then said:

"You better stop eating."

Slow movements of forks stopped after these words.

"In my galaxy the number of known intelligent species is above twenty million." answered Demagol.

The only ones, who managed to hold their faces were Shepard and Demagol. Reactions of others were much more… emotional.

"Varren bite off my head." Muttered krogan.

"Twenty million…" whispered Tali. "There are less quarians in the Migrating Fleet."

"Spirits." Said Garrus. "I can't even imagine how many forces will it take to control so many different species."

"You will laugh, but in Republic's history, that is the biggest state where I'm from, was nearly thousand-year long term, when the military forces were nonexistent." said Demagol.

"Unbelievable!" screamed Garrus.

And it really was bad, when Naruto was told about this, "greatest foolishness", in the words of his master, by Darth Vader, that was one of the few times when he completely agreed with the elder Sith.

"Well… as I can predict everything went bad?" asked Ashley.

"You can't even imagine." grimly said Demagol. "But it could have been worse."

And Demagol wasn't exaggerating. When Darth Krayt told him a history of his adventures in Wild Space, he told him about Vongs, a strange race, that cannot be sensed in the Force, which captured him and experimented on him. They hated the technologies and used some sort bio-technologies and indoctrination to conquer new planets and spread their philosophy.

Krayt once said that if they, by some chance will come to the known galaxy, the citizens will start to remember the good ol' times with Sith, only with good words. At least now with Empire's war forces there is a chance to deal with the problem.

And, surprisingly, all thanks for this, can only went to one really crafty sith, who spend trillions of credits on army and navy, and once again in even more dire situation, the sith must save the galaxy. Looks like the situation he dealt with was the same as the one Sidious and Revan had.

Whole fucking galaxy to deal with and a fucking nearly limitless enemy forces.

He finally dealt with the food and stood up.

"It was good to speak with you." Said he, returning to his 'room'.

Judging by the emotions of his companions, in his history, they believed, maybe not to the word, but mostly. The mechanism of destruction, made by the Reapers, Naruto started to slowly sabotage.

Citadel. The Council chamber.

"Who do you think we are, spectre?" asked Sparatus. "Haven't you hid your head on your recent mission?"

"Of course not, councilor." answered Nihlus. "But when I first found out, I seriously thought so."

"Then why didn't you tell us about this sooner?" asked Tevos.

"It was part of the plan of revealing the Saren's plot." Answered spectre.

"Provoke him to tell something that he cannot knew, if he wasn't on the surface of the colony, as he stated. And because Demagol was the only thing, still unknown to everyone, I decided to not tell you, so Saren will not tell something like "I had read the report of Nihlus"."

"And you thought, that we would have let the blamed spectre to see your report?" nearly screamed Sparatus.

"Yes." Firmly stated Kryik. "I still remember what happened with spectre T'Min."

"How dare you, spectre?!" roared Sparatus.

"I'm not blaming you, councilor, but I also cannot let it happen again." Said turian spectre.

Recognizing the truth and slowly overcoming his pride, Sparatus nodded.

"That case with agent T'Min, didn't make us honor." noted councilor Tevos. "But this also doesn't justify your actions in hiding this vital piece of information."

"I'm not trying to justify myself." Answered turian. "I have just told you, why I didn't tell you about Demagol, moreover he didn't do anything that can be viewed as 'hostile'."

"Didn't you think that he just tried to conquer your trust?" asked salarian.

"Of course he tried, I would have done the same, if I had returned to my senses with three guns looking into my face."

"Spectre…"

"Yes, councilor, I know how deranged it sounds and truth to be told I do not believe to the end myself, but it is the only way I can see to explain, all the strange powers that he has. Even biotics looks like child's play, compared to that Force."

"Maybe he is the result of some twisted genetic experiment of humans?" asked Valern.

"Perhaps… but in such case, why did they show him up and not keep him in some secured cell?" asked he.

"He might have escaped from it." Didn't give up the salarian councilor.

"Perhaps, but if he did really escape from the Alliance, or Spirits forbade, Cerberus, why did he made such a stupid history as an alien galaxy origin? Why does he even cover the people, who held him against his will, at least according to your version?" asked turian.

"You are right." Said salarian looking away. Tevos and Sparatus looked at him with 'are you serious' look. "I never told that I believe into the human from another galaxy. I just agreed that this case needs further research."

"What do you mean, Valren?" asked Tevos.

"We need to take this Demagol into custody and interrogate him." Answered salarian councilor.

Sparatus nodded rigorously, Tevous narrowed her eyes and Nihlus was awestruck.

"Excuse me, Valern, but do you asking us to take into custody the man, who did nothing wrong?" asked she.

"That doesn't mean that he will not do them, Tevos." Answered Sparatus. "Moreover, the man with such power must be under constant surveillance, he must not be left alone even for a second and actually it will be better if he will be eliminated."

Valern nodded in agreement, Tevos nodded with doubt clearly on her face, Nihlus…

"Councilors, did you even listen to me?" asked the spectre. "This man can read thoughts, shoot the lightning from his hands, reflect the fire from fifty different points, with power of his thought he crushes the geth walking tanks and reaps the details from the dreadnought at least battle cruiser-size and you will try to subdue or kill him? Are you mad? You think that Saren with his army of geth is bad? What he can unleash is much worse. He never did anything bad against us and provoking him will be as stupid as coming butt naked into the nest of Rachni."

"That's why he needs to neutralized, spectre." Answered slarian. "Somebody, who has so much power, must not roam this galaxy freely. Sooner or later, Demagol can become the rogue element. And it's better to get rid of him, until he didn't do something bad."

"Then you should also get rid of spectres, councilors, we also roam the galaxy freely and we also have nearly absolute power."

"This is another thing, agent Kryik." Disagreed Sparatus.

"Other? In what way?" asked the turian spectre. "If you mean that we report to the Citadel Council, then I should remind you, that Saren didn't care about this fact when he attacked Eden Prime. And don't think that if the Beacon would have been buried on the asari's or turians' colonies, he would not have attacked."

"And how does it relate to our cause with Demagol." asked Sparatus.

"Aside from the fact that he saved my life and stopped from destruction of the Beacon and stopped the turning of the planet into radioactive wasteland? He uses his abilities for good, like T'Min did, when she fought with slavery in her free time. And we, to our shame, didn't even count this fact, when Saren blamed her for working with slavers, when she blamed him."

Councilors shrugged, because the fact of Saren, for so long time gave them nearly physical pain.

"We understand your point of view, spectre Kryik." Said Tevos. "And you are dismissed, until further notice, we need to discuss our further actions."

"I understand, councilor." Bowed he. "But remember, that if you decided to act against the Demagol, you will have much worse and deadlier enemy, than Saren will ever be, against you." Warned them he before leaving.

"Idealistic fool." Spitted Sparatus.

"That's why he was chosen to evaluate Shepard." Noted Valern. "And his characteristics only help with his missions. He has the lowest rate of civilian casualties and side damage on them. It's hard to believe thatit was Saren, who taught him."

"Yes." Agreed Tevos. "Absolutely different methods. But what shall we do with that man, Demagol?"

"At first we must to find out more about him. Strength, weak points, powers and other staff. Only after this can we start acting."

"If Nihlus is right, and this Demagol is right now in Shepard's crew, then we can just order her to send us reports about this man to us." Said Sparatus.

"I do not think that this will be the wise course of action. Shepard is a smart woman she will understand that our interest in Demagol may bring some unfortunate consequences for him. Taking in count that he saved her life… and helped to save the human colony, while it was attacked by one of our best operatives, on whose side do you think Shepard sympathies will be?"

"She must…"

"She must do nothing, Sparatus." Stopped him Valern. "Her job is to complete her mission by all means possible and available. She isn't obligated to give us any kind of report, nor does she has to ask about our view on her allies, until they are not the enemies of the Citadel and Demagol, with all danger he presents, still isn't the enemy of the Council."

"It can change." Said the stubborn turian.

"Of course it can." agreed Valern. But we can order Shepard to spy on Demagol only after it. Before something like this, our 'task' may look a bit 'suspicious'. Counting the fact that he can read the thought of others, showing commander Shepard that we are interested in him will be greatly… unwise."

All three councilors thought about the current situation. How can they get the information about the individual, which only this individual has? The answer came to them at the same time.

"One of our asari operatives will give him the Embrace." Said Tevos.

"And if he will not agree, there is something to hide, perfect." Said Valern. "We will use this against him, thus with legal reason we will arrest him. But this mission is of great importance and delicacy. Is there anyone with enough skill and power to deal with our task?"

"Don't worry, my friends." Said Tevos. "I know just the person we need." While in front Tevos was calm and collected, inside she was icy cold from fear. She knew that this Demagol was certainly not from this galaxy, her spies managed to even retrieve the data about his genetic map.

He wasn't completely human.

Was it the reason of his unimaginable abilities or nor, but she feared the technological progress that he can bring with him. He must not get into the greedy hands of the humans. This will destroy all that asari built for themselves for more than two thousand years.

Demagol must either be in the asari's custody or die. No either race can hold such responsibility.

"May the Goddess forgive me for what I must do." Thought Tevos as in her mind she was forced to either make Demagol a slave or kill him.

For the sake of Thessia.

Hagalaz. The Grey Throne.

One very smart yahg covered by his net of informants the entire galaxy. He knew about everything in the known galaxy. What kind of lingerie used Tevos, the fact that Sparatus still sleeps with plushy teddy bear that he begged his father to buy him, how many times Valern goes to Dalatrass for his BDSM session and how the xenophobia of Elusive Man capitulates before the beauty of one certain asari matriarch.

He used to think that he knows every secret of the known galaxy, while others fumble in the dark.

Until Eden Prime.

Until Demagol appeared.

Until no tool in his disposal didn't manage to bring him the satisfying amount of information about this man. He was a mystery and in the galaxy where Shadow Broker existed, no mystery should be unknown to him.

But the mystery existed and it looks like it needed much more… to be solved. Fortunately, he had just the operative to solve the mystery.

He pushed the button on his console.

"Vasir." Said he. "There is a task for you."

"Not now." Answered the asari spectre. "I was summoned to the Council, there is a task for me."

Yahg nodded to his thoughts. "Contact me after the briefing. This task may be related to the one I want you to complete for me."

Cabal HQ.

General Kryik listened to the monologue of councilor Sparatus and narrowed his eyes. Politician once again wanted him to dirty his hands. But now it was even worse.

"… that's why you need to deal with him, General."

"Yes. It isn't the first time I must do something bad for the future of Palaven." Said the general.

"Are you sure? This human had saved your son. Unfortunately, your son doesn't share our worries. He will not give us additional information, nor help us subdue him." Said Sparatus.

"I had hoped that Saren's training would have made him a true turian." Said Kryik-senior.

"I can't believe what I say, but thanks the Spirits that he failed." said the councilor. "If he would have been as successful as we wanted, we would have been forced to deal with two spectres, instead of one.

"Whatever. Cabal will deal with him." Said general, stopping transmission. He looked at the image of the human, he will be forced to deal with.

"I hope you will give up peacefully, human. Otherwise I will be forced to shame myself with the kill of the man, who saved the life of my son.

STG HQ. Sur'Kesh.

Captain Sar, one of the best operatives of the STG, looked at the data, given to him, by the salarian councilor. He hated the current situation. Turians, with their insanely mighty fleet and army, asari with their insanely powerful economy.

Salarians weren't tough warriors like both of these species. Their economy or fleet cannot stand to them. Slowly they were pushed to the third roles, even if they were in the Council way before the turians.

Humans. They became the threat to their position and slowly gathered more and more strength. But appearance of this human… Demagol, was the last straw. If he will give any kind of new technology, humanity will take the position from the salarians.

Demagol needs to die, no matter what.

Cronos station.

Young, insanely beautiful woman, who was in the middle of her twenties, walked through the corridor. Her face was free of emotions that she felt. All those, who worked with her often guessed that she was unable to feel at all.

But it wasn't true.

In reality, Miranda Lawson was capable of feeling all spectrum of emotions, but, unlike others, she never showed them. And she had the reasons to be like this: being the active operative of secret pro-human organization, her skill of hiding her emotions came really in handy. It was even life-saving.

After all, if she was unable to control her emotions she would have never risen to such position, in Cerberus' hierarchy. And her position was really high, because she answered to only one man.

Illusive Man.

She didn't know his true name and she was completely okay with it. She knew that nine out of ten tortured agents will break if they will find themselves under the power psychological pressure. For those, who truly believe and can withstand any kind of pressure or torture, experts had all kind of different chemical cocktails that will force her to spill the truth.

So… the less she knows the better.

Such cynical view on life, combined with her intellect and combat abilities were also the reasons of her fast rising through the ranks in the organization. Also, her rate of successful missions, which were rated as suicidal by the Illusive Man himself, always put her above the others in her boss' eyes.

That's why she was his right hand and not because she shared her bed with him, like a lot of delusional fools, who always wanted the financial backing from their mighty boss, whispered. They always wanted money for their insane projects. And she was forced to deal with one of them just now.

She liquidated nearly entire team, which researched the Thresher Maws, the scientists did absolutely nothing, but experimented on humans. They injected them with the poison of the Thresher Maws, just to see what will happen next.

Miranda really wanted to pull the bullet in the head of the man or woman, who hired them, thus creating the bad reputation for their organization and constant source of migraines for her. She reached the end of the corridor and pushed the holo-panel. Slowly the metal doors opened before her and she entered the dark room, where in black leather chair sat a man in expensive business suit.

"Sir. I'm just from Akuza…"

"Not now, Miranda." Said Illusive Man, who didn't even turn from the holographic screen. "Did you hear what happened on the Eden prime?"

"Yes sir." Miranda was a bit surprised by the lack of interest to the results of her mission. "I also read the reports of Alliance and STG."

"Did you managed to find something strange in their reports?"

"Nothing strange on the first sight." Said she. "But after sever readings I started to think that several things weren't placed in the reports. Like they didn't know how to react to the thing that they didn't mention."

"Or a man they didn't mention." Said the head of 'Cerberus'.

"This is a tape from one of the cameras, which were on the station on Eden Prime. All files were deleted, so nothing was found by our agents."

"Then how did we get this tape?" asked Miranda.

"From the quarian girl's video. She got them from the geth memory bank." Answered the head of 'Cerberus'.

Under the surprised eyes of Miranda, appeared the historical even on Eden Prime, where this galaxy first faced the Force sensitive warrior.

"Sir, was this tape even restored properly?" asked Miranda. For the first time in her career, she felt the complete and utter shock. She cannot believe that something like that happened.

"I passed them through all kind of programs. This is genuine thing," answered Illusive Man.

"That certainly explains everything." Said Miranda. "If somebody would have reported about something like this, he or she would have been send to room with stylish soft walls. Is there something about this man?"

"There are very little to know. Right now he is a member of the commander Jane Shepard, the first human spectre. Also we know that the information about him appeared in the database only several days ago. We also know that the one who placed him there was the captain James Anderson."

"Strange… why did he risk his nearly perfect reputation, with such an action?" asked she.

"Very interesting indeed." Said Illusive Man. "that's what you will find out, operative Lawson."

"Sir?"

"That's your new task." Said Illusive Man. "You must find out about this man everything that you can. I will leave the methods to complete this mission at your choice. But I would recommend you to not get on Normandy. Because right now your skills will be required elsewhere. And one more thing: if there is a chance, try to acquire him for the organization, in this case use everything in your disposal."

"This means, get him in organization, even through your bed." Thought Miranda. "How I hate such tasks."

In reality she said something else.

"Yes, sir. I will not let you down."

"I do not doubt you, miss Lawson. Good luck."

Normandy SR-1. Hangar.

All team stood in the hangar of the Normandy. Demagol looked over them and didn't understand, why Shepard decided to take them all for a mission. No matter how you look, Liara T'Soni wasn't someone of a great importance for Saren.

Benezia is under his complete control and will kill her herself, if needed. Her being a prothean expert was also a laughable reason, Saren has the greatest expert in this Galaxy, a fucking Reaper, who saw the ancient race and exterminated them alongside all other Reapers.

So no matter from angle you see the situation the youngest T'Soni holds absolutely no value for Saren.

"Everyone is ready?" asked Shepard. Everyone mumbled in agreement, Demagol checked his helmet. Even if Therum has the breathable atmosphere, Demagol preferred to be ready for anything.

"Okay." Said commander. "Now listen to me. Nearly a month ago, during the search for the wolfram, geologists had found the entrance to the prothean facility. The company, who paid to scientists tried to keep everything in secret, but Alliance had found out and send report to the Citadel. Soon after to this archeological site arrived the group of archeologists from different races. Among them was our target: Liara T'Soni."

She activated her omni-tool.

"This is her." Continued Shepard. "Our main goal: find the doctor and get her on the 'Normandy's' board. If it is possible, without any kind of hassle."

Ashley raised her hand.

"Skipper, can I ask a question?"

"What kind of question?"

"Why this asari is so important?" others from the team also supported her opinion.

"After the meeting with the Council, councilor Tevos revealed to me a part of very sensitive information. Benezia T'Soni, mother of our dear archeologist, gave Saren his alibi, and was identified as his accomplice."

"How will this help us?" asked Alenko. "Don't you think that doctor T'Soni knows something about Saren that we don't, just because her mother is following his orders?"

"Of course not, lieutenant." answered commander. "But also, Liara may know something about her mother's whereabouts, and she, may know Saren's."

"Logical." Said Garrus. "But I must also note that this clue isn't very good. But if we took this one we don't have the others?"

Shepard just nodded.

"If everything is like you say, then why did you gather all us here?"

Everyone looked at Shepard, waiting for an answer.

Commander sighed.

"Recently, the government of the New Ekaterinburg, contacted the Alliance and reported that three hours ago, the contact with archeologists was lost."

"You think that we will meet the forces of Saren." asked Ashley.

"Maybe, or it's just problems with communication, or some really bold group of treasure hunters, who want to get an easy money."

Demagol nodded to her words. Such archeological sites weren't guarded very heavily, thus making the archeologists a very tempting target to the different thugs in this Galaxy. Risk that they will get the bullet is very low and the chance to get the money is really high.

"Listen, I don't expect any kind of problems, but be on guard."

"Commander… we have a problem." Said the voice of a pilot, from the dynamics.

"Like always." Said Shepard. "What is this, Joker."

"I scanned the nearby landscape." Said the pilot. "And I had found three ships nearby. Guess whose?"

"Geth." hissed Shepard, massaging her temples.

"The one and only." Answered the pilot.

"We will make the new plan, or we will move according to the old one." asked Ashley.

"We will act according to the last one." Said Shepard preparing her rifle. Then she looked at MAKO and said: "With a tiny adjustment. Everybody check your helmets if you want to keep your brains intact. The road will be a bit rough."

Surface of Therum.

Large, red geth platform looked over the several geth platforms that looked in different directions. Geth Prime was instructed by the Old Machine and the Prophet, to deal with any kind of organics, who will try to pass through this way.

"Lalka45645 can you see the organics?" contacted one geth platform the other.

"Sir, no sir!"

"MotherFuck6548354 what's with Lalka45645?" asked the Geth Prime.

"I think that's somehow connected with the fact of him nearly clearing the Medal of Honor on legendary level." answered the second geth.

Geth Prime facepalmed, showing his thoughts about the competence pf his soldiers. Suddenly his sensors picked the sounds of engines. He raised his camera and managed to see, how MAKO landed on them.

Inside of MAKO.

"Geth!"

"Stone!"

"Lava!"

"YAHOOO!"

Only Demagol was calm and collected in the insides of MAKO. Ashley screamed, Kaiden was sweating, Wrex was having his fun with the guns of the armored tank. Garrus gripped his sniper rifle tightly.

"How can you be so calm and collected?" asked Tali, who was shaking, fearing to receive some damage to her suit.

"I looked into the possible future, we will reach the point of our destination without causalities." answered Demagol.

Shepard stopped the MAKO and looked at the Demagol from the rider's chair, as did everyone in the MAKO.

"You can see the future?" asked commander.

"The possibilities of it, yes. Now, I think you must return to MAKO's controls." said Demagol. Shepard once again restarted the engine.

"Hey, guys! We have a problem over there." heard they the voice of krogan. "There is a really large ship. And we have nothing to hit it with."

Demagol raised his hand and slowly gripped it into the fist.

"Woa!" heard they the sudden scream of krogan. "What was that?"

"I think it was Demagol." Said Shepard.

"What did you do?" asked Ashley, turning to the masked warrior.

"Turned the ship into the ball of scrapped metal." Answered Shepard. "That was very effective."

"Wow, really? The drinks are on me." Said Ashley.

"I do not drink."

"Then dinner."

Under his helmet Demagol raised his brow. Looks like sergeant Williams was flirting with him. Unfortunately, Demagol cannot get more from her, since he didn't want to get inside her head. Explosion on the right side of MAKO, threw it to the left.

"Fuck!" cursed Shepard. "Wrex, what fires at us?"

"The fuck if I know!" screamed back krogan. "There is nothing om scanners. Wait a minute, I can see something at three o'clock. Giant, walking thing. SHEPARD, STOP AT ONCE!"

Instantly, commander drowned the brake pedal into the floor. Shepard turned to Tali and pushed several buttons on her omni-tool. "Tali, what are we dealing with?"

"Large red platforms are Geth Primes, their elite heavy troops and walking construct… Keela! It's Colossi!"

Under his helmet, sith raised his brow. So many forces, so many powerful unites and all for the one asari? She isn't so influential and her mother is under complete control of Saren, no matter how you look at situation, she completely useless for the rouge spectre.

Yet the geth were here.

And it meant only one thing: there was something else on this planet.

Meanwhile, Wrex, certainly disappointed in his machine gun, prepared the high caliber. With satisfied grin he looked, how the big red platforms burnt in the flames of explosion. MAKO turned to the right, evading the attack from the Colossi.

"That shit is tough as Hell, Shepard!" screamed he. "Three clear hits and not even a scratch!"

"Okay, Demagol… Can you save us… again?" asked Shepard.

Sith sighed and called the Force. Through it he also felt, how the dreadful war machine of the geth turned into the ball of scrapped metal.

"Thanks." Said Shepard and returned to controls of MAKO.

Everything returned to how it was. Shepard still tried to collect all stones and get in all kind of pits with the MAKO, until…

"Shepard tell me: how did you manage to not see THIS?" asked Wrex, while their team stood in front of the large stone barricade, in which stuck the smoking remains of MAKO.

"Hey, I looked at the navigator, and according to it there was a road there!" retorted commander.

"Ma'am, with all due respect how did you manage to not notice this?" asked Kaidan pointing at the wall.

"Well… Too much speed on the turn." answered Shepard.

"Isn't that why you shouldn't increase your speed, while turning?" raised his brow Kaidan.

"While turning it is the highest chance to get ambushed by the enemy." Muttered Demagol.

"See."

"It is also no reason to count all kind of stones and rocks with MAKO."

"Well, maybe." She turned to the other side and looked at the barricade. "Why do I have the feeling that we are being expected?"

"Because we are." Said Demagol.

Somewhere else. Unknown time. Unknown location.

Red-skinned, covered in black tattoos, hand, touched the rows of runes that glowed with crimson light. Darth Maul critically looked over the result of his work. Zabrak was preparing his ritual carefully, knowing that even the miniscule error will lead at best to his death.

At worst…

He didn't even want to think about it.

Darth Maul raised his hands and Force Lightning started to circulate near his arms. It hit the circle and the glowing increased.

Energy from the circle seemed to capture the lightning and it slowly turned the color from the purple to the crimson one. Maul started to scream as crimson power from the circle started to overwhelm him. His eyes glowed with unholy power.

He opened his mouth and beams of the light came from it.

When zabrak nearly died from pain, the force that was focused in him released everywhere, instantly destroying the nearby landscape.

Moments later, zabrak slowly rose to his feet. He turned to the Gates of Infinity that were behind his back. He slowly raised his arm and according to his will it activated.

"Finally." muttered he.