It's short and sweet, but I plan on having a Shenko moment in the next chapter. I want to make certain I'm getting just right...I'm thinking there might only be two maybe three more chapters and I might this out of my system. (Shrugs) Who knows? Thanks for reading, alerts, favorites and reviews! Love them all!
Sincerely,
Prism Elf
"Focus"
It was hard staying focused on the task at hand. Escaping Earth, heading to Mars, then the Citadel, gather the Council races together, fight the Reapers, and save Earth…no the galaxy from destruction, all of it was supposed to be that simple. Shepard had no idea of how she was going to complete any of it, but she at least had an outlined plan of what her goals were to be. Yet…it wasn't all falling into place.
Mars: She had rescued Liara and the plans for the Crucible. But what the Crucible did was anybody's guess. And Kaidan…had been hurt, almost killed.
Her hands tightened on the railing of the war room map. She closed her eyes and willed herself to not focus on the negative aspects of the mission. She had a job to do. Regardless of who might be lost in the process. A hollow feeling invaded her chest. Kaidan was strong, he would pull through he had too. There wasn't a choice.
Opening her eyes again she stared down at the galaxy map in front of her. Reaper forces had conquered the Sol system and were on the move. Their forces branched out across the known and even unknown parts of the galaxy. She was just one human.
Focus on the situation at hand. She reminded herself. The situation she was currently in was dire. Meeting with the turian's Pirmarch, she just had to find him first. She blew out a breath and collected her composure. I can do this.
Pushing back away from the railing, she looked around her at the soldiers running numbers, tactics, and statistics all around her. Their jobs were simple, calculate all the numbers, run scenarios for the best possible outcome, guard the war room, collect intelligence information, apply weapon's system checks, keep tabs of soldiers on duty and off duty, the list went on and on each one important, but individualized. She used to be one of those soldiers. She used to just take orders and follow them, but then…she had never really been one of the blindly follow orders types either. People trusted her for whatever reason. They trusted her judgment and orders. She didn't want to let anyone of them down.
Glancing back at the map, she set her jaw and raised her head. Even if the Reapers destroyed everything, even if they all failed. I'm not going down without a fight.