"Shepard, I need you to go to Earth to pick up a package." The Illusive Man sat in his chair, looking out at the Red Giant his station orbited and took a drag of his cigarette.

"I accepted a mission to fight the Collectors, not to be a Cerberus delivery boy. I don't have time for this."

The Illusive Man folded his hands and leaned back in his chair, a suspicious light flickered in his cybernetic eyes. "I understand your urgency Shepard, however my resources inform me that this package may be of great use to you and your team on this mission and I need you to recover it immediately."

"Is that an order? What kind of package is this?"

The Illusive Man took another thoughtful drag of his cigarette before answering. "We don't know for sure. We found it off the arctic coast of Greenland encased in ice giving off unusual energy signals." He leans forward, eyes bright with excitement. "My resource informs me that it is an invaluable weapon to our fight against the Reapers."

"Then I guess this isn't an opportunity we can pass up."

"My thoughts exactly, I've sent you the coordinates. Good luck, Shepard."

…

Garrus Vakarian

Heavy feet striding to the Main Battery, I heard him coming before the doors even opened.

"Shepard. Need me for something?"

"Garrus, do you have a minute to talk?"

"Sure, just killing time anyway. What did the Illusive Man want?"

Shepard hesitated before answering, something that does not happen often. Commander Shepard has always been known for his ability to know exactly what he's doing, make tough decisions, and anticipate those of others but ever since Cerberus brought him back, he seems to be fighting with himself. After my time on Omega, I learned all about the pressure of his kind of leadership. As well as having lives counting on you. It's a lesson that will haunt me for the rest of my days.

I can only imagine what it must be like to deal with being dead for two years before being brought back to life by a terrorist organization only to be thrown back into the fire to save hundreds of thousands of human lives. Just thinking about it almost makes me miss the red tape of C-Sec. Almost.

"He needs us to go pick up some sort of weapon from Earth. He says it can help us with the Collectors and maybe even the Reapers."

"So I've been calibrating this new Thanix for nothing? Damn. It packs a hell of a punch though."

Shepard shook his head and laughed.

"I'm sure we'll still need big guns for this fight but…" he became serious again, "what do you think of Cerberus? I still don't trust them..."

"But they sure give you a hell of an incentive to, don't they? They bring you back to life, they rebuild the Normandy, bigger and better than ever, they got some of the old crew back, they're helping us fight a threat we've been warning the Counsel about for years and the money to fund it, and now they've got some sort of super weapon to finish the job. Seems too good to be true and in my experience, it always is."

"I still don't understand how this super weapon is supposed to help us against the Reapers. They found it in the ice on Earth so who knows how long it's been hidden there. Could it be a Prothean device? Maybe Liara would know."

"I think as long as it's in our hands and it helps us beat the Collectors and the Reapers, then I don't really care how Cerberus got it."

"Commander, we're about to hit the relay, ETA to Earth 2 hours."

"Thanks, Joker."

"Commander. Joker Out."

Shepard turned back to me "Once we load the package, I want you and Mordin with me to inspect it before we unfreeze it, we don't know what we're dealing with and I don't want any surprises."

"Noted, Shepard."

With that, the Commander turned on his heels and walked out of the Battery.

…

"Well shit. What the fuck kind of weapon is this?" Jack kicked at the glacier and sent slush skitting across the lab floor.

"Would prefer if you did not tamper with weapon. Tests need to be done. Also, ice particle distribution on floor problematic. Cause for tripping hazard, multiple scenarios with potential for dangerous outcomes."

Jack scowled at Mordin and retreated from the glacier to sit on the lab table. Mordin, though annoyed that she knocked over a stack of his data pads in the process, maintained his focus on the glacier in front of him.

"Mordin, how do you suggest we handle this?"

"Hmm… will take sample for carbon dating. Cerberus just recovered glacier, never took samples, no data to go off of… Will determine if the weapon is old enough to be Prothean or otherwise."

"Why don't we just melt the damn thing and get this over with? I know a few places that I'd love to try it on… Oh don't give me that look Cerberus Cheerleader."

Miranda ignored the insult and retorted "Uncovering the weapon before we even know what it is or what it's capable of his highly ill-advisable. It could be rigged to go off if anyone tries to recover it, in which case, you wouldn't have the chance to use it."

"Knock it off you two. We're not doing anything without learning all we can from Mordin's tests."

Shepard, I have completed scans on the energy given off by the glacier. There are no complete matches to the type of energy given off, but it is comparable to that of radiant energy. I also used Dr. Solus' samples to determine the age of the glacier at 167 years.

"Radiant Energy? Hmm… not a common form of energy for a weapon. Used for communication, light, and heat. Age of glacier much younger than anticipated, artifact froze in Earth year 2018. Implications…"

"…implications being that it's a good thing we upgraded the Normandy's weapon systems."

"Don't know for sure. Prothean origins unlikely, but may still be useful, if not for mission then for personal curiosity."

"Alright," Shepard drew his gun, "Everyone be ready."

Jack jumped from the table, glowing a faint blue ready to throw up a biotic shield, Miranda pulled out her pistol, and I drew my rifle. Mordin stood with his omni-tool ready and the kind of grin on his face that only a Salarian on the verge of a great discovery could make. I'm not so sure if I should take the crazy Salarian's excitement as a good sign or bad.

"EDI, thaw the glacier."

Thawing in process.

The container hissed and steam rose as the glacier melted. I kept my eyes on the crosshairs as I waited for any sign the weapon, or whatever is in that ice, might go off. The steam kept coming, blurring my vision.

"I can't get a clear shot."

"ohhhh…" a moan. Then then a thud as something hit the floor.

Thaw complete.

"ACK! ACK!" A sharp intake of breath. The steam still obscuring the view.

"Holy shit…"

I moved forward as the steam finally started to part.

"ACK!" –wheeze- "ACK!"

A human lay on the ground at my feet, coughing up large volumes of seawater as she tried to take in air. A human, not some high tech weapon. Cerberus sure has a way to keep things interesting. "Shepard, what was that you said about surprises?"

The human girl looked up at me, her eyes watery yet piercing, looking deep into mine. It felt like she could see right through me. Like she could see my fears and dreams, my regrets and my guilt. It felt like those eyes saw me for an eternity but it was only a second before they closed and she lost consciousness.

…

The Girl in the Glacier

Dr. Chakwas, I have noted an increase in brain activity. The patient is stable and regaining consciousness. I have notified Commander Shepard and Yeoman Chambers and they are on their way.

"Thank you, EDI."

I heard the woman who spoke move some things around and after a few minutes a loud hiss and footsteps.

"Dr. Chakwas."

"Commander, Miss Chambers."

"Any changes?"

"I've seen quite a few explosive burns in my medical career, these were no different and they've recovered very nicely. No real internal damage. However, it begs the question of what happened to this poor girl. I think we will be requiring Miss Chambers' expertise soon enough, she could wake up any minute now."

"Well we don't know that much about her. We ran DNA tests but there were no matches and that's consistent with the fact that she's been in there for 167 years since they didn't require everyone to have one on file at that time. It's also obvious that she is from a time before the First Contact War so she will have not have ever encountered aliens or extended space travel before. I suggest that you keep the privacy panels up and the door locked. I've already told Garrus and Mordin to avoid the Med Bay as much as possible. She's also gone through some sort of trauma. This is going to be a huge shock to her so we're going to have to take this slow."

Wait… Are you talking about me?

"What was that? Wait, I think she's waking up!"

"Arryu tawknn sbowt mmmeh?"

Ow, my face hurts. Actually, everything hurts. I open my eyes and see three people standing over me. One is a young woman about my age, the other is someone I recognize as being a doctor, and the other a tall, military type man.

"Wut happened?"

The red haired girl spoke, "We were hoping you could tell us."

I fought the fog in my head to try to remember. "

"There was snow, lots of snow. I'm searching for something, on a mission. And… and a voice, someone calling my name. Then hot, burning fire... an explosion! And more burning but in my throat and my eyes… then everything goes black. Now I'm here."

I look up at the strangers, I seriously doubt they'll understand. Only my friends would understand. Wait, I need to find them, they're probably worried sick!

The women look concerned but the man looks at me with… anger? I haven't even done anything! Except set off an explosion or something.

"What kind mission were you on? Are you working for Cerberus?"

This dude needs a chill-pill. "My mission is a classified investigation. And I don't know what Cerberus is, aside from mythology, but I definitely don't work for them…"

"Commander." The red-haired girl put a hand on his arm to get him to back off. Then she turned back to me. "I think what the Commander is getting at is, just who are you?"

Oh how could I forget? I introduce myself to everyone else I've encountered, why not them.

"I am the Sailor Soldier of Love and Justice. I am Sailor Moon."

...

Wow plot twist, amiright? I understand some people might have been upset by it. You may be shaking your fist, "Why would you put this here and not in the crossover section?" and I hear you, I do. However, I have listed this person as an OC for a reason. That reason being that I changed Sailor Moon so much to fit the Mass Effect world that she would otherwise be unrecognizable to the Sailor Moon community except for her name and a few iconic characteristics. If I posted this under their fandom, I would be lynched. With that said, how much worse could she be from anyone else's OC's? I hope she doesn't end up being the worst you've encountered but I doubt I'm popping your cherry on this. I'm sure your mother gave you the "how do you know you don't like something if you've never tried it" speech, let's apply those teachings here. Read a chapter or two more before you decide that you hate it, what else have you got to do at this moment? If you still hate it, fine, I respect that. If you do like it, then you've made me so happy and you are a talented, beautiful, powerful musk ox.

Also as a desperate attempt to win you over, I made a deviantart page, you can find the link in my profile or just search "TheBoredIntern", to post all the doodles in my notebook of characters, scenes, and mostly jokes I plan to use in later chapters. Are they spoilers? Kind of... not really. It's just how I brainstorm ideas of how I want things to play out and maybe, just maybe you'll "LOL" and come back to me. It's just a dream of mine.

TBI

P.S. Since not everyone might know certain details of the story, I will try to post reference videos in my profile for your viewing pleasure.