Chapter 2- The Worst day of my Life

A/N- Wow, I was really amazed by the response to the first chapter of this story, due to the failure of my first story I was really concerned about this one. But this is amazing; please do review this chapter as reviews really do make my day, even the short ones. Here's this new chapter, it's out early as I am really stoked about this story and want to continue it ASAP.

I slowly regained consciousness as the acrid smell of molten plastic and burning flesh consumed my sense of smell, I could see shapes running through the thick smoke that now filled my vision like a thick fog, I can't even tell whether they're human or Batarian I thought to myself.As the ringing in my ears subsided I began to hear desperate screams and the sound of nearby gunfire, I could hear ships and, wait, nearby gunfire?! My family! I scrambled to my feet and pelted around the corner as quickly as I could, upon rounding the building I saw the ruins of the hab unit my family was living in, I feared the worst until I saw my dad crouched behind a twisted lump of metal that had once been a wall, busy laying into the pirates with an avenger assault rifle. I quickly dashed across the street and flung myself over the makeshift barricade. 'Dad, where are mum and the girls?' I asked frantically, 'Mum's looking after the girls inside, go and help them so that she can come out here with me' Bullets kept impacting the metal and my dad leans out over the cover and fires several bursts from his assault rifle. I heard several mangled cries and grinned, at least they were paying for it. 'But mums not military like you, she'll die!'

'Don't worry Michael, she learnt a thing or two being an alliance admiral' I nod so my mum was an admiral, huh wouldn't have guessed that, and then head further back in the ruined home. Hermione was crying quietly whilst my mother desperately tried to calm her, Emily was crouched behind a wall nearby, trying to grab glances of my dad. My mother visibly reacted upon seeing me; 'Michael, thank god you're okay, I thought you were dead when the pirates hit, I need to go help your dad so help Hermione and look after them both'. I numbly looked at my young sister as my mother left, this won't be the last time I see them, I thought, dad's a badass no matter what universe he's in, we'll all be okay , we'll win and get out of this alive. When I heard a sickening crunch and my mother scream I knew that it wasn't gonna happen. Shit, so much for that grand plan, I felt the tears burn down my cheeks as my mother's screams were cut off as two shots rang out seemingly echoing around my mind; the woman who loved me and cared for me for 15 years was just casually gunned down in the street. I quickly came to my senses enough to put Hermione in a cupboard before turning to face my parent's murderers; three batarians entered the shell of the room. 'Ah so you are the two runts of the bastards that killed ten of my men' One Batarian(apparently the leader)asked before he turned to Emily,' at least the fun we'll have with you will be worth it.' He sneered and I screamed and lunged at him, I don't even consciously remember doing it but before I even got halfway across the room I felt a pain like no other rip through my left shoulder as one of the batarians unloaded his pistol into it. I'd never felt a pain as intense as it was. I fell to the floor and had to watch Emily try to fight of the batarians alone, she kicked one in the groin and then punched another in the face, when she grabbed a glass shard and jabbed it in one of the leaders four eyes he screamed in pain, I did the same when the same Batarian that had shot me drilled a hole right through her forehead. I exploded with pure, unaltered rage as my body shimmered with a blue aura and released a shockwave powerful enough to knock the batarians on their asses. They quickly got up and aimed their weapons at me before their now crippled leader bellowed 'Stop! This one's a biotic, he's worth an absolute fortune to a buyer I have lined up, we'll sell him with the other one, might cover our losses' The leaders last words became muffled and cloudy as the darkness claimed me.

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The pain in my shoulder flared up and dragged me back to consciousness after being knocked out for the first and second time within the space of one day. My vision blurred and I couldn't help but cry out in agony. 'Valarek, treat that human now, he can't die before we get paid'. The leader bit out and another Batarian- I presume Valarek- chucked a packet of some kind of gel towards me. Ah medigel, hopefully no more pain… wait how does it even work? I began to look around whilst trying to open the packet with one hand, which- from personal experience – is very hard. I was in some cage as far as I could tell with metal mesh rather than bars and a single mesh door. The Batarians were sitting around a nearby table with cards and bottles of Batarian ale spewed across it. There were human women on most of their laps and the sight made me sick, they all had scars at the base of their necks, cranial implants for total control. Before I was able to completely lose my shit at the disgusting sight before me I heard a familiar human voice call out. 'Michael, is that you?'

'Jess! ' I exclaimed as I turned around, before flinching as pain once again flared in my arm, 'how did you get here?' She walked over to me and took the medigel from my hands and opened it. 'Same way you did I imagine, fell through a hole a week after you did, it was all over the news. You disappeared, your family was so worried about you, tried looking for you which was when I fell down a hole down that alley we sometimes cut through'. She explained as she spread the medigel on my shoulder and I felt the skin cool as it began to knit itself back together. 'That's the same one that I fell down, but I only arrived here today, when did you get here?' I asked shifting my weight onto the thin mattress lying on the floor nearby. 'A couple weeks ago, got kidnapped by these assholes off of another colony after a few days, same happen to you?' she asked, leaning against the mesh wall opposite me. 'No' I put bluntly, tears springing to my eyes as I remembered Emily's face, bullet hole and all 'They're dead, all of them. I don't even know how Hermione died, those slavers killed them all, destroyed the place I woke up on'. I break down completely at this point, no longer trying to hide my tears, not only for my family but also the fact that my best friend was now in this nightmare with me. 'Oh god Michael, I'm so sorry. I didn't know. My family didn't come through with me. I can't imagine what you're going through'. She put her arm around me and I just cried into her shoulder. We stayed like that until I was dehydrated and her shirt was soaked.

We were woken the next day by a Batarian spraying us with a high powered water jet as a sort of combined alarm clock and shower. That is not an invention that I would pay money for I thought as I scrabbled to my feet, once again straining my shoulder in the process. 'Food' said the Batarian as he chucked two hunks of bread and a water bottle onto the now sodden floor of the cell. We managed to pick up the bread quickly but it was still soggy, the Batarian laughed at our misfortune as he walked off. 'Just another day in paradise' I laughed and Jess joined in, for a brief moment I forgot about the fate of my family and my current situation and enjoyed the moment of laughter before reality came crashing down. I slumped onto the soggy mattress and we ate in silence, both reflecting on our current situation which was about to get worse. Two of the slavers swaggered up to the cage and began leering at Jess and insulting me. 'Hey princess why don't you give up your pathetic human and find out what a real man feels like'. The first one began as they came up to the cell. 'Yeah feel what it's like to have a snake instead of a maggot' the other chimed in' Jess stared daggers at them 'I'd never sleep with a fucking slaver pig!' she yelled.

'Oooh she's got quite the mouth on her, maybe we should put it to better use' suggested the first one, I refuse to allow anyone else I care about get hurt in front of me I thought as I screamed and launched a shockwave at the two slavers, slamming them into the wall, they quickly recovered and charged into the cage, stun batons drawn. I charge them as they walk into the cage and attack the first one by punching him in the jaw with my good arm before pain blossomed across my chest, the second Batarian rammed his baton into my ribs, Jess then hit him over the head with the chair in the cell, shattering it. Unfortunately for us both the first Batarian had now recovered and knocked Jess out with a single blow of his baton before approaching me with a sadistic grin and hitting me with his stun baton, a combination of the electricity and the forceful blows splitting my eyebrow and reopening my shoulder wound before I finally gave up consciousness for the third time in two days.

A/N- So that was chapter two, much earlier than I planned and chapter three I will try to get up on Friday but if not it will happen over the weekend. Please review as they encourage me a lot to write so more reviews= more chapter. Anyway, have a good one!