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Commander Shepard, the first human Spectre, the savior of the Citadel, the truly legendary captain of the Normandy -
died in a sneak attack by an unknown ship during an ordinary patrol mission.
At least that's what she thought when her oxygen leaked out and she fell into darkness, and that's what the Citadel's obituary said. But when she opened her eyes again, guess what? She's in a strange base with a Kessler I pistol beating up robots fleeing for her life along the route of a mysterious female voice broadcasting.
Things don't get any weirder. When Shepard rushed into the next room before her shield was broken, she knew she had thought too soon.
White face plate, blue eyes, although the uniform is no longer the pure white set, but with a black headband to cover the back of the head extending out of the hard fringe this is not changed at all, Saren, the turian Spectre that caused her a lot of trouble, is standing in the middle of this room.
She knew it!She knew that when Gallus went to check if this Ex-turian Spectre was dead or not, only one shot in Saren's head was too little!
Now her head hurts and she only has a Kessler I in her hand, to face a heavily armed and ready ex-Spectre with a group of LOKI behind her?Too hard even for her，a human Spectre. Hell, at least give her a Sokolov V shotgun to give Saren a -
"Shepard." Ice blue eyes slanted toward the human commander frozen in the doorway, turian's voice even colder than his eyes, " Get down."
Too late to think deeply, Shepard dodged the blue biotic emanating from the palm of the traitor who had single-handedly caused the original Citadel tragedy, and at the sound of the LOKI shattering behind her as it pursued her, she saw the remains of the robot scattered around Saren's feet. Even so, the suspicion that Saren was behind this robot commotion could not be completely cleared, after all, he had originally controlled geth - the AI built by quarian that turned out to be out of control, and although LOKI was a far cry from geth, but at least they were both robots, and he had experience, perhaps?
"I know what you're thinking, but that's all wrong." Saren's tone was still unpleasantly mean and sarcastic.
"Oh, really?" Shepard, aiming a quasar at him, said, "I doubt that."
"If I was going to kill you, I wouldn't even need to use these stupid robots. And you," Glancing once again at the human Spectre agent, Saren let out a sneering similar to the one humans make when they breathe out through their noses, it was unbelievable, turians don't even have noses—do they? "Your pathetic Kessler can't even break my biotic Barrier, don't point your gun at someone you have no chance of defeating."
"Just like Sovereign?"Shepard also returned the sarcastic remark and was satisfied to see the turian, previously dominated by Sovereign's brainwashing, twitched uncharacteristically on both sides of his mandibles, "You never know if this one can be defeated without shooting it, and since I didn't even give up when I faced Sovereign, now I'm facing you? I'll be happy to give it a try."
A strange rumbling sound emanated from the turian subvocal. Shepard had heard that turians would use a second vocal to indicate their emotions, incomprehensible to any other race but those of their race, and even the translator could do nothing about it. But at this moment, the human commander did not doubt for a second that the voice meant he was infuriated .
In the end, Saren took a step back: "I am not your enemy, Shepard, at least not right now. I know you have a lot of suspicions, but this really isn't the time! We need to get to the evacuation point ......"
"'We'? There's no 'we' here."
"Fine, then you can stay here and die. I'm going to the evac point, with or without you."
Commander Shepard narrowed her eyes and quickly pulled the trigger, letting the bullet accurately break through the LOKI armor behind Saren, destroying its processor, "I don't trust you."
"Good, because I don't need that either." Turning his back on Shepard，Saren expertly walked towards the next door.
......
"Shepard?"The mercenary, pinned down by the droid fire across the bridge and unable to lift his head behind cover, froze for a moment at the sight of the reinforcements rushing out from behind the door, then joy turned to embarrassment as he looked at the turian who had spread the biotic Barrier immediately in front of her and himself, "Ah, you've met Saren."
"Ah, I'm surprised you noticed, human, at least you proved that humans have the same eyesight as normal turians."
" Focus, Saren! I don't want to have to distract myself from kicking your ass while I'm fighting LOKI!" The moment the bioticBarrier was broken, Shepard crouched down and took cover with the mercenary in the yellow and white uniform, "And you, what's your name?"
"Jacob, Jacob Taylor! It's an honor to meet you Commander Shepard, I can't believe you're really awake."
" Since you put it that way Jacob, I'm going to assume you work for this base and I have a fucking ton of questions to ask!"
"You didn't ask ...... him?" The black-skinned mercenary gestured with his eyes to turian, who was waiting for a gap in the fire across the room and wearing the same color uniform as him.
"No, because I'm not sure if he's from this base or infiltrated to make trouble!"
"-If that's the case, you wouldn't have survived this far." Saren interjected, quickly getting up and crumbling a robot's head off in the split second gap.
"As if things weren't bad enough right now!" Shepard followed suit and went out for two sweeping shots, hitting but not breaking the droid's armor, cursing Kessler I's overly basic attack power.
Jacob also followed the probe out to add a few shots, the enemy did't fall down his own barrier almost lost: "I see, what do you want to ask, Shepard?"
"From the basics: Where is this place? Why the fuck am I here and why the fuck is Saren here too?"
"This is a space station for scientific research purposes, Commander, you were destroyed two years ago along with your ship, brought here dead, and we resurrected you here. Saren...... is also a beneficiary of this project. "
Damn, she knew there was no way she could have survived then. "Two years? What about my crew?"
"As far as I know, Pressly, the first officer of the Normandy, died in an explosion, and all but part of the crew of the ship escaped unscathed and were reassigned. As to where exactly the crew went, I'm not sure."
"You don't know? Where exactly does this space station belong? You are the Alliance-"
"That's enough!" Saren, impatient, lurched to his feet and swept away the LOKI gathered on the opposite side with a powerful shockwave, "You're wasting time! Have you forgotten that we're still being hunted?"
"He has a point, how about this, when we get to a safe place, I'll ask as many questions as you want."
"Deal."
["Can anyone hear me? Please answer, can anyone hear me?"]
"Wilson?" Jacob followed the sound and picked up a PDA with communication capabilities, "Wilson!Where are you?"
"It doesn't matter where he is, let's go, human." It was an impatiently prodding Saren who tried to crush the noisy PDA with a biotic, but Shepard, who had gun raised guardedly, made him drop his hand, lean against the wall after a blank stare, and roll another eye at Jacob's decision to take a detour that didn't surprise him in the least, "We don't have much time. The shuttle at the evacuation point could take off at any moment, that's just a dispensable scientist, are you sure you want to do this, Shepard?"
If Shepard had a moment of hesitation before, it was gone now: "Sure, lead the way, Jacob."
But if she had known that she would have had to mediate the countless tussles and arguments between the turian and human mercenaries in the midst of a robot siege along the way, she might have hesitated much longer.
"Jacob! I'm here!!!" "Wilson! Hold on, we're coming!"
Coldly watching with his back hand Jacob and Shepard busy with medigel first aid for the fallen engineer, Saren not only did not want to help a little, and even raised a rather deep question: "Do not you think this journey encountered a little too many robots, Shepard?"
Without waiting for Shepard's reply, Wilson, who had been hit in the thigh by a robot, yelled, "Are you kidding me? You tell me which way is not full of robots?"
"Hey, focus, where's Miranda? Have you seen Miranda?" asked Jacob, somewhat eagerly.
"Forget about Miranda, she must be dead! The most important thing now is we have to get the hell out of this place!"
"At least he's right about that." Saren pondered.
All the way through, Shepard, suffering from gunfire, snide remarks and the stressful headache this Ex-Spectre traitor had brought upon herself, her decision was even a little impatient: "Then let's go."
"Wait, Commander." Jacob called out to her, not noticing her pounding temples, "There's something I have to tell you straight."
Shepard gritted her teeth and took a deep breath, no matter how much she wanted to get to a quiet place where she didn't have to worry about her shields being broken by a sudden robot, she couldn't convince herself to ignore Wilson's whispered warning, "You have to tell her now?" and move on: "What? "
"We actually work for Cerberus, I think you need to know that, and I don't want to keep you in the dark."
Staring at the earnest soldier's serious expression for a few seconds, Shepard realized he had finished, but an awkward status lay before her, "Should I ...... be familiar with that name?"
"I knew the human body could not afford the Lazarus project." Tilting head exaggeratedly and letting out an exclamation, Saren shrugged it off, "Leave her here, she's useless."
"It's not up to you! Don't forget you didn't even know how to use your left hand when you first woke up!"Jacob retorted indignantly against turian, then turned back to face the expressionless commander with a much lighter tone than before, apparently treating her like a very sick patient, "Cerberus is a ...... very controversial organization. You had destroyed several of Cerberus' bases because of the human experiments they did, do you remember?"
"Seems to ring a bell." Not at all, actually, but she had enough of Saren's snide remarks, "If that's the case why did you guys bring me back to life? Trying to get me to pay the bills for those bases?"
"Ha, humorous, but no, that's not what happened.Actually, I don't know why, but I think the Illusive Man will explain it to you when you reach the safety of the bases."
"The Illusive Man?"
" Cerberus' boss, you might say." Saren jacked in, "Ridiculous codename. The original name fits him better."
"You know the Illusive Man's real name?" Jacob looked suspicious.
"None of your business. Right now, I want us to get back to the most important task of all - getting the hell out of this base."
"What about Miranda? We can't leave her behind! Shepard said earlier that she heard Miranda leading her on the radio, she must have been in the surveillance room ......"
"And died. If the human was smart enough or lucky enough to survive, we could meet her at the evacuation point."
--or both.
Saren looked calmly at the dark-haired human female standing behind the door at the evacuation point, who had shot the engineer the first thing she saw of them, and in a rare moment had a slightly higher opinion of human.
"Miranda! What did you do?!!" Sadly, whenever Saren levels up at human, there's always another human who flies off the handle and pulls it down.
"He's a traitor, Jacob. he caused this riot, I couldn't putting him on shuttle, the risk was too great. Don't you think so, Shepard?"
Isn’t there someone else we should be worried about. ╱ ╲ He’s not gonna talk anyway.
Let’s go. —————————————————— ▏ ○ ▕
I think there’s something more fishy going on here. ╲ ╱ I always thought he was suspicious.