Chapter One: The Painful beginnings

Damon Shepard was taking the long way home, after a tiring day of working at the city center, moving crates for a hard-earned pay. The cool night air kept him on his feet as he smiled, thinking of what he was going to buy with all the credits saved up.

Probably should get my bike tuned up... I mean it's a little bumpy on the turns and that's not really a good sign... Mom's probably going to talk to be about investing my money for College... pfftt.. Right College! HA!

The moment he saw the police cruiser at the curb of his family's home, a loud, frustrated groan escaped his lips. "Damn it all, Shad," he cursed, pulling up into the lot and dismounting his hovering crotchrocket. "Hello, officer!" He shouted to the man at his door. While the person he was referring to was in the standard police wear, the person next to him was wearing anything but. A loose hoodie and some worn jeans, frizzy, medium length black hair, confirming the eldest Shepard's fears. "Shad causing trouble again?"

"He defaced one of the proprietor's private abodes," the cop sighed, keeping his eyes either on the 17-year-old or the door of the house. "Nothing new from a small-town delinquent in the colonies."

How they haven't found out about his real hobby is beyond me.

"Look, just let me sign the papers for him, and we can put this all behind us," Damon offered.

The officer sighed and shoved the young adult to his older sibling. "Fine. I don't have time for this shit anyway."

"Sorry for the trouble Officer..." Damon said to the law enforcement mocking a salute.

"Keep a tighter grip on your brother, Damon. You might lose him otherwise." A few minutes of signing later and the two Shepards were back inside. The younger of the two let out a loud roar of anger, barely keeping his biotics in check. "So close... So god damn close!"

Damon snorted a laugh. "Defacing property?" He asked Shad.

"You know what it means when I do! I got one... I got a good haul, all the pieces in place... but the cop just had to search me this time! All that evidence, gone!"

Damon pinched the bridge of his nose. "Shad you have a juvenile record, you don't think they were going to keep tabs on you?" He asked his younger brother.

"They haven't caught me on the big stuff yet."

"You know you're going to break our Dragon of a mother's heart if you get thrown in the real slammer, one of these days." Damon mentioned to his brother.

"Then it won't happen. We've been to almost every colony, including Earth, and not once have I been caught for what I really do."

"Wait Earth?... That wasn't a school field trip was it?... where and who did you get those forged documents from?" Damon asked his brother, seeing their mom bought his story.

"A friend of mine. Real good hacker. Doesn't matter. I left you a gift in the garage. Might save you some credits."

Demon pulled out a little red flash light shining it in his eyes. "Have you been shifting sand?" Demon asked checking his pupils.

"Drugs are not my thing, big brother. You know that. Kills faster than anything else, except maybe cigarettes. Maybe I was thinking of one of the naps from my dreams."

Two female Quarians were backing up against a hill side, one in a green envirosuit and the other one in a red one. A group of thugs were closing in on them, all of them with knives drawn. "Easy now, girls," the ring leader soothed. "We just wanna have a bit of fun is all."

"Reni!" The red suited quarian cried out cowering behind her. She was unarmed while Reni was armed with a sharp and deadly combat knife gifted to her before her pilgrimage.

"Do not worry, Ali," her friend soothed. "None of them will touch you if I can help it."

One of the males on her right tried to grab her but found his hand sliced open, causing him to back off holding his wound. "Fuck!" He snapped while they were cornering them. "Please we don't want any trouble!" Ali cried out.

"You both got trouble now!" He hissed, signaling to his friends. Two of men in the gang swooped in and sliced at the armored suit, grabbing Reni's weapon arm and pinning her to the ground. "Teach you to cut me!" The wounded man kicked the quarian's helmet hard, cracking the glass with a loud hiss.

"Ali run!" She shouted, grunting as she tried to get out from being forced on her stomach. Another kick knocked her out, her visor ruined.

"Now then," the wounded leader panted, most of his aggression gone. "I think it's time we took care of the other one, right fellas?" A unanimous agreement spread though out the group, a few of them either licking their lips or wolf whistling.

Ali's eyes widened seeing they were already pulling her dying friend's lower suit down, she immediately turned and ran for her life, gasping for air. A loud bang stopped her escape and she fell to the ground, a large hole in her suit leading to the back of her shin. The quarian whimpered as more men approached. "P-please," she begged, tears running beneath her helmet.

Reni's lower body was completely exposed as she was limp from the shock of her helmet being smashed and her face being kicked. "Go... to... hell!" She shouted, taking a pistol from her hip and planting a pair of bullets in her to be rapist's heads. Both fell to the ground dead, and her aim directed to her friend's pursuers. Unfortunately, the gun was kicked from her hand, and a boot smashed her skull with enough force to knock her out.

"Leave her for now," the leader growled, taking his boot off of the utterly destroyed helmet. "Her friends seems like a good start to our night for now." His gang nodded and closed in with hungry looks. Ali, now out of options, decided it was time to do the last thing she could do.

Ali screamed as she ran through a field, limping as red blood dripped from her wound. "Help! Somebody Help!" She cried out looking for anyone near her.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" A female voice screamed out in the air.

What the Fuck?!

Damon and Shad's attention turned to their right, to the person screaming from the ridge. "I don't think that was accident..." Damon said to his little brother. "Get away from me!" The same female voice echoed the sky.

Shad sighed and drew his knife. "Think someone's getting hurt?"

"Don't know, but if that's the case, whoever is hurting someone is getting their fucking teeth knocked in..." Damon sighed as the two biotically charged the tree by the ridge to get a closer look, Shad's a blue aura, and Damon's a red aura.

"Damn," the younger brother winced. "Headaches... still not used to this crap yet."

"Yeah, implants... can't be chipped, just fries off of me." Damon said as he put his left hand on his brother's head, igniting his aura over his head. "There, that should take the sting off of it."

"Thanks... I got a couple guns in my back pockets if we need them. Hopefully, it doesn't come to that. But I thought you should know."

Damon and Shad looked down to see where the screams were coming from, it didn't help that it was in the dead of night.

A Female Quarian wearing a red envirosuit, was surrounded by three men. The middle man stepped in front of the others.

"Well it looks like the suit wearing alien has no place to go… boys, what do you think we should do with it?"

Shad's grip on his knife tightened, and his other hand drifted to one of his guns. His eyes locked on the humans, his grip on his biotics slipping a little and making his blade shimmer. "Human supremacist scum... I started honing my craft to prevent this shit."

Damon's red flame aura returned as he was gritting his teeth and his fists clenched. "I think these are just punks looking for a scrap..." Damon hissed as he dropped from the branch.

"They're bullying a quarian. It's enough for me to want a bullet in them."

The Quarian under her face plate looked frightened, nowhere to go from these thugs. "Leave me alone!" She screamed as she backed up from the group.

"Hey, you learned how to use lift, right?" Shad asked. "Because I really want to murder these bastards right now."

Wait, is she bleeding?

"Naturally, but I'd rather not kill these assholes, so no biotic detonation. We do this with fists, and show these gangs that not everyone is their meal ticket or prey..." Damon told him, as he did not want Shad to be thrown behind bars.

"Dibs on the big one, I've been itching to try something new," Shad stated, sheathing his blade. "The moment they pull something on us though, I make no promises."

The Boys started to laugh at her pleas.

"Shut up! No one's talking to you," The leader yelled at the girl.

The Teenager on the right stepped up. "Hey Berk, maybe we should pop her helmet, to see what she looks like."

The leader could only smile.

"That's a good idea, get over here Quarian."

As his hand nears her Face plate, she picks up a rock and chucks at his face, making his nose bleed. Berk stumbled back, before taking the rock, and smashing it to her face plate, making it crack.

"Ugh! You Bitch!... You know what Fuck the face thing, were taking your whole suit off, then I'm going to Fuck you." He snapped at her.

Air escaping into her damaged faceplate, her eyes closing tight with tears escaping; the Young Quarian could only hope the open air exposure kills her quickly before they could defile her.

"That's it!" Shad yelled, pulling his knife.

"That's it!" Demon yelled with his brother.

Before they could get near her, the gang heard a voice right behind them. "Step away from her!" Damon shouted at the gang.

Berk turned around. "Who the Hell are…. Oh SHIT it's the Freak!" The Leader pointed at Damon.

"Damon, I'm really going to kill someone for this," Shad growled, looking at the downed quarian.

"You scum suckers are going to fucking pay!" Damon roared as he tackled the leader with a biotic charge, tackling the leader off his feet and on to the ground. Several punches to the face plus a broken arm later, Damon turned to another goon behind his brother.

Shad was more tactful, using his Throw to down one of his lackeys and Lift to take the other out for the moment. "Die!" His knife found a home in the downed man's throat, a quick draw and pull of the trigger hardly injuring the other, but sent him drifting just enough to go over the edge.

Two more came out of the fields to jump on Shad gut checking but Damon was quick to do another biotic charge with Shad's aura activated causing an unstable biotic detonation, in a purple, red, and blue explosion.

"Charging into a person with a barrier up... good to know," Shad chuckled.

Shad felt his brother's hands on his head as blood was coming out of his ears. "You okay?" He asked checking if any fracture was made, ignoring bodies that were everywhere.

"Yeah... implant's a bit shaken, but I'm fine other than that," Shad nodded. "But you'd best do your thing for her now, or she'll be far worse off than me." A subtle nod in the quarian's direction told Damon all he needed to know.

Damon then approached the shivering Quarian, quickly examining her cracked visor.

She reacted violently, trying to throw her arms out at him as the hissing sound of air flooded the cracked visor. "N-nnoo…. Don't *cough* hurt me!" She cried out, begging him to leave her alone.

She flailed her right arm around, hoping to hit something.

"Damn it... she must've had to repair this recently with cheaper stuff, those visors are usually bullet proof," Shad noted.

Damon looked at her barely visible blood shot eyes. She was getting paler behind her mask as the clean air was leaking out, inviting in the germs of this world. "She's dying..." Damon stated as he gripped her helmet.

Another slap to his face as she tried to push him back. "Calm down, I'm here to help." Damon said to her.

The Quarian's condition was worsening, by the sounds of her coughing. "You can't help me, th-they cracked my glass." She let out a pitiful, choked sob. "I'm going to die!"

"Damon, if you won't fix her, I'm trying my hand at it," his younger brother threatened.

Damon sighed as he ignited his aura, placing his hands on her shoulders, her body began to be engulfed with the flame like aura. "Gods, biotics are a damn miracle," he marveled.

"Yours are at least," Shad reminded him.

Damon then took his hand putting it on her damaged Faceplate, pulling it off in the process. The noticeable gasp came from the Girl, noticing she hasn't died from the open-air exposure, the only words can escape her mouth were. "H-how?" She asked, now freaked out.

Damon made an imaginary rainbow. "Space Magic." He joked.

"What?!" She snapped completely and utterly freaked out.

Shad glared and gave his brother a biotically enhanced smack. "Don't tease her, she's scared. My brother's a special case with biotics," he explained to the quarian. "They pulled the first implant file from Mars out, made it without modification, and put it in the first willing candidate."

"Too bad those assholes knew that it would go haywire on me and used it for electrical warfare... " Damon barked, feeling the scar on the back of his neck.

"You came out the stronger for it... and richer when I was through with them," Shad retorted.

"Mom completely flipped out when she found out I was used as a guinea pig!" Damon shot back.

"See, I'd say space hamster, but you are nowhere as cute," Shad joked. "But that's for another time. Scared girl at our feet, ring any bells?"

"Yeah I got this..." Damon said as he saw the hazel eyed Quarian looking at the two. "Y-you saved me..." She said, a little shocked of what transpired.

"Four confirmed deaths, cured quarian, plenty for chits," the thief noted to himself.

"Uh... Shad... turn around." He pointed at the twelve, bloodied corpses, that got caught.

"Huh... Either I got hit harder than I thought, or more were reinforcing than I thought."

"I'll take care of this..." Damon sighed as he moved his right hand, causing a biotic storm mashing the corpses together.

"Overpowered singularity... nice touch." Shad crouched next to the quarian. "Why don't we get you out of here?"

Damon's red eyes ignited as he heard a crunch before the bodies became nothing more that specks of ash.

"….Yeah... where's your parents?" Damon asked her.

"That's... that's not important! Please! My friend she's in trouble!" She cried to them both.

"Oh, for fuck's sake..." Shad growled. "Damon, we should've toyed with them more. They deserved far worse."

"She's by the hill!" She cried out to them.

Shad immediately sped off, being the faster of the two. "There!" Shad pointed to a green suited quarian, but his relief soon turned to rage when he spotted a runner insert himself in the woman's bare ass.

"Ah!" Ali screamed seeing her friend in that position.

Oh you are so fucking Dead...

"No..." Shad growled. His biotics flared, sending a searing pain though his head that simply didn't register in his rage. The rapist was suddenly covered in blue, flung up and suspended by Shad's mass effect field. "Not now..." He slowly started to crush every appendage with his power, relishing in the horrid man's screams. "NOT EVER!" With a large swing of his arms, he severed the man's limbs and started to crush him, slowly splintering his ribs and impaling him with shards of his severed arms and legs.

Damon while Shad was going berserk flipped Reni over, pulling her away on to a flat surface on her back, noticing her lower suit was destroyed he moved his hands over the Quarian igniting his red aura. "Phew... Shad's damn lucky he's as fast as he is," Damon sighed. "That almost got ugly for this one."

Damon looked down seeing no response. "Uh oh..." He moved her shattered visor, as he performed CPR... Ali was on the verge of tears, followed by a...

*wham*

Reni punched Damon in the jaw, as he hollered in pain. "Keep your filthy hands off-" she gasped in pain, her wounds registering despite now being awake.

"Ow! Easy, you weren't breathing FUCK!" Damon grabbed his face. "Jesus Christ that hurt!" He groaned.

"Out of the way..." Shad growled, his anger still evident despite the mess of gore he left behind. He opened a satchel on his waist took out some medigel. "Fix her immune system now, I'll patch her up."

"I did, you ass!" Damon spit out blood, from the punch. "She punched me from performing CPR!" Damon complained, while Ali limped to her friend hugging her.

"After she was just assaulted and almost raped," Shad rationalized, starting to apply the healing gel.

"Almost?" She asked, "The first one was just thrown off." She hissed as she gripped her knife.

"Didn't penetrate yet, didn't let him," he explained. "He came back to get his rocks off after we killed his friends. I finished the job."

"No my womb wasn't violated... " She growled struggling to get up. "Damn it.." She hissed falling down on her ass.

"Stay." Shad ordered. "Just try to relax for a moment while I fix you up. You likely have a concussion. Even Damon can't heal wounds with his gift, but this should at least get you on the path to recovery." He carefully rubbed the gel in the gashes in her head from the helmet shards, trying not to worsen her pain.

"Those fucks... He stuck himself in... AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" She threw her shattered helmet hitting Damon on the head. "OOW! FUCK!" He snapped.

"Relax," Shad soothed with constrained anger and frustration, primarily due to the pounding headache he had. "He's dead now. I tortured the bastard to death." He tapped at his omni tool and injected some medigel into her hip. "That should repair the... damage... but I make no promises."

"Reni... That man over there just helped you..." Ali said to her, seeing Damon get back up on his feet.

"I don't expect you to apologize," Shad sighed. "Not after what just happened."

"No... I just saved you from suffocating and vomiting out blood... no thanks for me..." Demon groaned as he felt a small bump on his head. "Great..." He complained, wincing.

"And you would immediately be friends with turians after a group almost raped you?" Shad asked.

"FUCK Turians!" Damon snapped.

"You get my point. She just went through a lot and was violated, hopefully negated, but the psychological effect is still there, where she was awake or not," his brother argued. "There." Shad sighed and stood up. "That should do it."

"Any ways I'm Damon, this is Shad, my brother... these are dead assholes..." He pointed out.

"No matter," Reni growled, although her expression did soften a bit. "But I suppose I should thank you both for saving us and trying to... fix what was broken."

"Now for the catch..." Damon coughed awkwardly...

"No," Shad sighed. "We aren't asking anything of them."

"No I mean... What else I may... accidently gave them..." He said with an awkward tone.

Reni pulled her knife and stuck the blade at Damon's throat. "What did you do to us?" She hissed.

"…. Well I didn't just give you an immune system out of thin air... I took my genetic structure as a blueprint... giving you my Immune system and... the Levo genetic code making you able to eat my food..."

"We Shepards have a hell of a resistance to disease too," Shad added. "The odds of you getting sick or infected are almost nil." He winced and grabbed at his head. "But that's beside the point. You both are fine now, so please take that knife off my brother's throat before we have to fight you."

The aggressive quarian glared at Damon and huffed, her knife going back to the sheath on her hip, as well as the gun her friend gave her. "Fine. I shall comply, for now. And thank you, Ali."

"You're welcome, Reni," the meek quarian acknowledged.

"Am I being cursed? I save two girls from certain death and I get beat up for it..." Damon hung his head down in defeat, while Ali frowned seeing him like this.

"Again, girl just got raped... almost got raped? Anyway, I do not blame her at all," Shad stated. "Point is, she doesn't trust either of us."

"No, raped is right... he just didn't finish... " She hissed, throwing the knife in the eyeball on the ground.

"Well the medigel will have a much easier time fixing it then," the younger Shepard said. "I know that sounds callous, but I'm just trying to see the silver lining here between this damn headache."

Reni looked down at her legs seeing her suit shredded. "Bosh'tets..."she growled.

"Look, we have things to make repairs back at our place, you can come over, clean up and rest there if you want," Shad offered. "And it goes without saying but the offer extends to... Ali, is it?"

Lightning struck across the sky, followed by thunder. "FUCK YOU RAIN!" Damon shouted up in the sky.

Shad sighed and took off his hoodie, handing it to Reni while forming a barrier over himself to repel the rain. "Of fucking course... come on, you don't have much choice at this point unless you're confident in your new immune systems."

"Look no offense but I don't even know yo—"

Ali hugged the two, seeing they just offered them a place for the night at the very least. "ALI!" Reni cried out weakly standing up.

Shad sighed and helped put his hoodie on her before looping his arm under hers. "Come on," he said as he nodded to their home. "This weather isn't going to get any better."

"This is completely... embarrassing..." She said trying to tug her upper suit down a bit to conceal as much as she could.

"It's either that or freeze and limp back," Shad countered, his eyes plastered on the road ahead. "Now let's go, I have a killer migraine."

"I can walk just fine, I just don't have anything to conceal myself..." She groaned out.

The thief sighed and took the hoodie off, tying it around her waist and returning to his position. "Satisfied?"

"Hmmph..." She walked past him.

"Wow..." Damon said quietly, he moved his left hand on Shad's head, healing his migraine from the implant.

"Thanks bro... But now I'm tired," Shad yawned as he walked on, unaffected by the falling rain.

Ali was on Damon's back as she couldn't run anymore from the injury.

The rain came down on them hard, as they quickly ran back to the Shepard Ranch, to see their Parent's vehicles were already parked inside the Garage.

"… It was nice knowing you, Damon," the thief said solemnly.

"Me?! What the fuck did I do?" Damon snapped at him as he took off his jacket putting on Ali's body.

"You think mom and dad will let me live after all this shit today?"

"You mean the theft and defacing of property?" He asked him.

"They never caught me on the first. And I was more referring to the fact we took over a dozen lives today on top of that."

"What lives?" Damon asked reminding him there were no bodies.

"… Well, I live another day," Shad sighed relieved. "So, what do we say about Ali and Reni? I'd rather not hang all their dirty laundry without permission."

"Let's just survive the flaming dragon..." Damon said to his brother.

Hannah Shepard was worried sick about Damon and Shad, they didn't check in with a call, either that or both of them switched their Omni-tools off. Before Hannah could leave yet another message on their Omni-tool, several knocks could be heard on the front door.

Hannah turned to the door moving over to it. "Hold on, I'm coming." She opened the door seeing her two eldest sons.

"Hey, mom!" Shad shouted over the rain. "Word of warning, we aren't alone." He moved to the side so his mother could get a good look at the red suited quarian girl. "Meet Ali. Damon's new love interest."

Ali blushed hearing that, while Damon slapped Shad on his head. "Shut up will ya!" He snapped at him. Hannah shook her head while placing her hand on the bridge of her nose.

Hannah looked at Ali's shivering form, covered in rain water, shadowed by the night.

"H-Hi Mrs.-s-s Shepard… Da-amon and S-Shad saved my life from being Ra-aped" She shivered in the rain.

Shad sighed and rubbed his eyes with his free hand. "Yeah... Heard screaming and checked it out, some guys were going to rape and kill... Ms? It's Ms, isn't it? Regardless, they were going to do abhorrent things to her and leave her for dead. Damon and I... we didn't exactly agree with that."

Mom's anger towards her curfew breaking sons simmered down in to a calming sigh of relief.

"That would explain why Damon and Shad was late, good work boys…. Sweetie does your mom know you're here?"

Shit… I forgot to tell Mom about Ali's situation.

Damon looked back at Ali; her eyes were watering up from the past memory.

"N-no, my Mom got taken by a Batarian slaver party above Mindoir two days ago, I-I didn't even get to say goodbye t-to her… I hav-ve no place to go." She started to cry.

Hannah's eyes widened hearing Ali's situation, she glared looking upwards into the storm sky cursing the Batarians.

God Damn the Batarian Hegemony and their slavers to burning Hell!

"… I have business to attend to tomorrow, by the way," Shad announced, an angry look on his face. He handed off Ali to his brother entirely and stretched. "Hope none of you mind, but I need to shower off and get to bed."

Hannah gripped her son by the left ear with her right hand. "Uh buh-buh!" She tugged him back to her. "Carl from the station called in Shad..." She mentioned to him. "Mind explaining?" She asked him what that was about.

"I... I might have defaced the proprietor's house," Shad muttered.

"…..." Hannah was about ready to explode in anger.

Oh no, here it comes...

"So, this is your house then?" Reni asked, cautiously stepping through the door with her broken helmet under her arm. "It seems comfy enough." Hannah looked at Damon pointedly.

"Care to explain, son?" She asked.

"I'm... Reni'Timun nar Reerark... Mrs. Shepard..." She said bowing her head.

"Uh… Mom, calm down before you blow a gasket, this was my doing I used my Biotics to help them… I also gave them Levo DNA so they can eat our food."

"And altered their immune system," Shad reminded him. "Still need a full name by the way, Ali."

"I'm... Ali'Risha Nar Neema..." She hesitated while noticing the red finger marks barely visible on the revealed part of her friend's thighs.

Hannah turned her direction towards Damon her eldest child.

"You plan for this didn't you?" She accused her son forgetting Shad's little juvenile actions today. "Oh mom, you know me so well..." Damon put on an innocent expression. "Great, now the whole family needs to know..." Hannah said to him.

"Needs to know what?" Ali asked.

"Family things... and you are abruptly staying here because of me. Now the Armali council will be hunting for people I help... " Damon sighed, seeing the Armali council on Thessia was no laughing matter, they couldn't touch him here, or get him to unwillingly leave... though they could 'convince' a certain Councilor to send a Spectre to retrieve Damon.

"Just... Ali and Reni, there's a guest room upstairs on the far left, I'll convince my daughter to lend you two some clothes for tomorrow morning." She said to the two.

"Thank you for the offer, but I need to fix my suit and do a self-scan," said Reni as she left for the garage. "Is this way the garage?"

"Yes. I'm taking a shower, I'll show Ali the guest room and bathroom on the way," Shad offered. "And unlike the horn dog, I won't try to do anything."

"That would work if I got laid, Clyde... who has no Bonnie." Damon said from the top of the stairs.

"Not yet!" Shad countered.

Damon was about to throw a red biotic throw at Shad. "UH! No biotics in the house!" Hannah snapped causing Damon to groan and go up the stairs to his room.

"Dumbass... he might have the rare and special powers, but I'm the better biotic user," Shad snickered. "Or at least have more resistance to them. Anyway... Let me show you to your room, Ali."

"Do you... do you two get in fights like that all the time?" She asked him.

"Brotherly quarrels, it's all in good fun. It's not like we get into anything bad. I'm surprised you haven't seen anything like that on the fleet." Shad went upstairs, the red suited quarian following him closely.

"We uh... we usually have a one child policy..." Ali said to him.

"I recall that, but I heard you're all basically one giant family. I figured you'd have something similar. Guess I was wrong."

"….. Not always, we're always up in each other's business..." She said to him.

"Politics?" He stopped her for a moment and pointed to the door next to him. "This is the upstairs bathroom. It has the bigger shower so it gets fought over a lot in the mornings."

"You take showers every day?" She asked him.

"Oh right... rationed resources. Yeah. We usually have a surplus of food and power too if farms and production goes alright."

Ali looked at Damon's door for a moment before she looked at Shad. "I... this is... I'm expecting this to be one giant nightmare... Turned good dream..." She said to him.

"Far as I can tell, this is reality," he assured her. "Trust me, if I had it my way, you wouldn't want for anything during your stay here. Bigots like those assholes from earlier and others with a bit more tact would say otherwise. So, throwing this out there now, if anyone gives you problems, just look for me and my family. We'll sort it out for you, Ali." The thief couldn't help but smile softly at her.

"Thank you... Thank you so much for doing this for me..." She said hugging him tightly.

"Don't worry about it," Shad replied, returning her hug. "After all, I may not be able to tell you what exactly it is I do for a living, but I can tell you it's for people like you. The few good people in this galaxy who need help but don't get it."

"H-how can I repay you for your kindness?" She asked seeing as she owed the two a debt of gratitude.

Shad sighed and rubbed his temple to keep himself awake. "Look, I don't mean to come off as rude, but I am dead tired right now. Just... learn to defend yourself for now, alright?"

"But... I have no experience at fighting, or military things... all I was told was run and hide..." Ali said to him.

"You think I got this way overnight?" He asked jokingly. "I won't lie. Outside of my biotics, I am one of the weakest people in this house. I'm a good bit stronger than those back alley thugs from earlier, but Damon and my other siblings are on a whole other level from me in armed combat. Hell, I can hardly fight with anything other than my powers, a knife and a pistol. But, a long time ago, I learned to stop worrying about that and focus on what I could do. I was quick, and my biotics are the strongest in the colony."

Just then Reni showed up getting between the two. "I'm already teaching her to defend herself, she's my responsibility..." She growled at Shad.

"Good. She seems like she'll be in good hand then," he nodded. "I saw the bodies. A flesh wound and two dead, both head shots with that pistol of yours. Against that many people at once, that's amazing."

Reni froze at the compliment. "Tch. I could show you just how good I am right now."

"Reni... Look they have a shower..." She pointed at the bathroom, trying to avoid a fight with the people who took them in.

The green suited quarian glared at him and took a towel from the door. "I need a shower and to scan myself. I don't trust that 'medigel'." The door slammed shut behind her. Shad let out an indignant, "Oi!" and pounded on the door. "I wanted to take a damn shower!"

"Reni... I think... you should be a little... nicer, after all they did save us." Ali said to Reni while taking apart her suit.

"It doesn't matter to me that much," Shad said from the other side before walking away, slightly peeved that he wouldn't be able to wash up that night.

"I don't know..." Ali started to say. "The one who carried me here and saved me was really nice..." She blushed.

"They both seem nice, but then again, so did those thugs," her friend pointed out. "And look where that got us."

Ali pulled down her lower part of the suit, while putting her visor less helmet on the counter top. "He did give us an immune system and we can eat human food... I mean, that has to count for something right... right?" She asked her friend.

"And we are now in their house and owe them our lives. I will tolerate them for now, but that debt only goes so far," Reni argued.

"I... I see..." Metal clanking could be heard as Ali's leg guards fell to the floor.

"You can go first, I need to scan myself," Reni offered, the remnants of her armor falling to the ground.

Ali shook her head. "I don't know how much water they have, we should probably just quickly take a five minut— "

"This is a human home, not the Migrant Fleet," Reni cut her off. "They have plenty. Go first. I need to see if that human Shad is worth his word."

"…... I'd just feel more comfortable... " She hesitated stepping in that shower, seeing as she was afraid if something went down.

"Do as you will, my scan won't take long anyway."

Ali took the braid out of her hair, letting it flow loosely. "You don't trust them, do you?" She asked Reni after a few moments.

"I-" her scan results popped up, sending her silent for a moment. "… I'll trust the younger one. Shad was it? He... he might not have made what happened go away, but he gave me back what was taken."

"But... they didn't penetrate you in the... well your reproductive... Organ right?" She asked her.

"He took me somewhere else," the braver quarian said hollowly.

"I'm... I'm sorry..." Seeing that was what she could've went through.

"It's fine. Like I said, what Shad did made it like it never happened at all."

"Were you bleeding?" Ali asked.

"What? My head was a bit yes, but I don't see how that matters."

"…... I meant... what he ….."

"Your bottom doesn't have a hymn, Ali."

"No but I heard... if it's... large enough... it could bleed..." She said worried for her friend.

"He was tiny by the standards of an average nerve stim. Probably nothing to the deluxe you're so fond of. It doesn't matter anyway, whatever Shad did made me forget the sensation. If I didn't know it happened, I wouldn't believe it did myself."

"How long was he in you for..." She couldn't believe that her friend was going through that.

"Barely ten seconds. After that, the human tore him off me with biotics and tortured him."

"U...Uh... After Damon... the other Human saved you... You weren't breathing so he... he was breathing air in to you and compressing your chest..." She pointed out.

"It's called CPR. I was dying from infection and he probably used the chance to fix me in the process."

"That... and he saved you from asphyxiation... " she mentioned.

"True," Reni sighed, leaning against the sink. "But as I said, I will tolerate them until they prove to be like them."

"Reni, we're out of our suits, I don't think this was ever possible for me... not until we got back to the Homeworld, yet look at us now." She said to her.

"We'd have to go through years of biomechanical change to be able to breath on our home world anyway."

"And now look at us, aren't you shocked? Amazed?" She asked turning around for her friend showing she wasn't sick at all.

"Forgive me if I'm not as amazed as you are, but I was just violated and had the damage repaired. This whole night has me a little miffed."

"…... I should... Thank him for both of us then... " She said to her friend.

"Do as you will. I need to speak to Shad myself after I'm dressed. I need answers from him."

"You don't want to go thank Damon later at all?" She asked.

"Perhaps. But not right now."

Ali walked over to the shower turning on the water...

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! CCCCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLDDDD!" Ali screamed out in shock nearly falling back. "BOSH'TET! KERAI RIA IVI... That was COLD! I'm Von! One with weak bladder! That's how Cold it was!" She cried out shivering.

"Weak bladder?" Reni asked amusedly. "That came out of nowhere. Disregarding that, you didn't bother to ask how to operate human plumbing before this?"

"No! I assumed they had one setting!" Ali cried out shivering as she held her arms rubbing them together and bouncing on her feet up and down, jiggling her breasts.

Reni couldn't help by look a bit envious of her friend as she did so. Despite both of them having larger than normal breasts for quarians, Ali was even more so. Going underwear shopping gave them a more human measurement at the start of their pilgrimage, Ali being a high D whereas Reni was a solid C. People on the flotilla did say she was more gifted down under though, so it all worked out. Or at least supposedly. "Then heat up the water then," she suggested, turning the dial closer to the H on the controls. "H for hot."

"You know Human lettering?" She asked her friend, shivering.

"One of us had to going into this," Reni teased. "Where you studied plant life in hopes we'd get our homeworld back soon, I was a bit more realistic and looked into other cultures and their alphabets."

"C-cold and Quarians do not mix! We lived on an arid planet! Warm!" She cried, still shivering from the cold water.

Reni sighed and dipped her hand in. "It seems warm now. If you aren't going to go in first, I will." Ali almost shoved her to the side in her desperation to get in the warm water. "Though so." The more combative quarian started repairing what she could of her suit while her friend cleaned off.

Ali got in the water, shivering as the water streamed down her body. "Ooooh... yeeaaaah..." She sighed sinking down against the wall, smiling as the humidity rose.

Her friend's thoughts started to wander to the younger Shepard as she made repairs. She knew she hadn't been the most pleasant, but the boy seemed to be patient and aided her despite that. And even if he didn't remove the knowledge it had happened, a minor nitpick to be honest, he made it like she had never been raped at all. He even offered her his clothes to give her some decency, not once lingering on her private parts.

Ali grabbed a soap bar, sniffing it. "Reni... what's this?" She asked showing her the sweet smell of the white bar. "It smells nice... "

"It is soap, Ali," Reni replied, patching a small hole. "You use it to clean yourself instead of the water disinfecting you. You rub it on your body and it comes off a little, lathering you up in little bubbles."

"Uh how do you know this?" She asked, as she tried an attempt to rub it on her body but it falling to the ground.

"Many creatures use soap, Ali. Finding out about it was simple, even if it didn't come in bars. Some are loaded VIs or liquid dispensed, like medi and omni gel."

"It smells nice..." She said picking it up putting on her skin rubbing it on her cheeks.

"Don't eat it, it's toxic if ingested. It's animal fat and chemicals. But the purpose of soap is to both clean and smell nice, so that's to be expected."

Ali grabbed a shampoo bottle with apples and pears on it. Ali moved her right thumb to the lid popping it open. "Oh this one smells like... I don't know but it smells good!" She said smelling it with her mouthwatering.

"That one is fruit scented and goes in your hair. It's supposed to smell better since humans don't keep their hair in helmets or their bodies in suits often."

"….. Can you help me put it in my hair?" She asked seeing as she never used shampoo or conditioner... in fact, no one on the fleet did.

Reni let out a small sigh and a chuckle, taking the bottle and squirting some in her hands. "Here, let me show you." The older quarian (by a solar year) started scratching her friend's head with the shampoo in it, lathering up the brown tendrils.

"Oh... oh my... It's wonderful..." She said, completely entranced by the soap in her hair.

"It's only soap, Ali," Reni laughed. "You'd think you're using your nerve sim by the way you're talking."

"RENI!" She gasped, slapping her friend's thighs.

"I'm only teasing, Ali," the street smart quarian said innocently.

"What's that one? She asked pointing at the lilac conditioner.

"That's conditioner. You don't rub it in as deep, but it's supposed to make your hair healthier as long as you don't rub it into your scalp."

"That! That! Put that in!" She squealed.

"Alright, alright, calm down," Reni giggled. She lathered her hands in the purple liquid and started to run them through her hair, making little ropes.

"I need to soap up my body, but I can't use the stupid bar, it keeps slipping ..." She complained.

"Well, running it over your body is just one way," Reni explained. "And it was intended for human hands. You can easily lather up your hands and run them over your body instead and get the same effect."

"Uh..." She was confused at her explanation. "Give us two more fingers and it would be a human hand... can you show me?" She asked, seeing as she was used to the water being disinfected.

Reni sighed again and took the bar in her hands, rubbing the soap between them and placing the bar down again. "See?" She showed Ali her soapy hands.

"….." Ali tried it like she showed her, rubbing her hands together, though the bar of soap flew up in the air hitting Reni on the top of the head. "...Sorry." She said, trying not to laugh.

"It's alright," the other quarian laughed, bending down and picking up the bar of soap. "Soap is slippery."

"I want the dispenser..." She pouted her hands clean of any soap, while her friend was soaping up.

"They do sell liquid soap dispensers, but these people don't own one."

"Can't I just pour shampoo on my body?" She asked Reni, seeing she had trouble rubbing her skin with the soap because she couldn't get a grip on it.

"That could work, but it'd be a waste of shampoo since it is intended for hair."

"Can you soap me up then? Wait..." She immediately stopped, thinking about what she just said.

"I don't see why not," Reni shrugged.

"Wait I didn't mean it..." She said as Reni got closer.

"Alright then," the braver of the two stated, stepping away from her and handing her the bar of soap instead. "I'm going to wash up myself now."

"…... Ok, just be quick..." She said sighing in defeat, as she said to her handing her the soap.

"We've been in here for over ten minutes, quick no longer applies here," Reni argued as she started washing her black hair.

"You know what I mean... I can't use this soap, because it keeps slipping..." Her friend cried out in defeat.

"Light but firm grip, thumb on one side, fingers on the other," the braver of the two advised.

Ali turned Reni around, giving her the bar. "You do it... I'm done making a fool of myself..." She puffed out her cheeks.

"Are you sure? Or are you going to deny assistance again?" Reni teased.

"Yes... I'm sure..." Ali said, looking at her grabby hands.

The black haired quarian laughed a bit and started running her hands over her friend's arms and back. "Whatever would you do without me, Ali?"

"I'd... probably be captured by those batarian slavers..." She said sadly.

Reni smirked and started moving on to her friend's breast's and stomach. "True. But that's what you have me for, no? Or will you replace me with that Damon fellow you've been eying up?"

"Reni!" She cried out, smacking her shoulders with her hands.

"I never said I trust them, but you are free to take your own chances," Reni defended. "Or at least, not fully. At least not yet."

"Wait what?" She asked her, while she paused feeling her hands on her chest. "I aayyyyaaaaaeee hey!" She cried out, as Reni squeezed when she asked that. "You did that on purpose!" She cried out.

"How could I not? You have so much padding up here even though we got the same rations!"

"Breasts don't work that way!" Ali snapped.

"Breasts are mostly composed of organs for breast feeding and fat, with a small amount of muscle. How else could you have gotten them?"

"Ahhhh... too m-much." The busty quarian quivered, her fingers twitching as Reni moved lower, to her abdomen.

"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing," her friend laughed.

Her eyes traveled on her stomach going further down. "….. Reni..." She warned. If she teased her like she did up she was going to hit her with something.

"I told you, I'm stopping," the black haired quarian stated seriously. "I just have to get your stomach, legs and hips. Then I'm done."

"Anyways... as I was saying... he had these exotic red eyes..." Ali stated, remembering Damon's iris color.

"And Shad had a hint of yellow when he was attacking, but it went away after he calmed down."

"He looked like he could lift up a shuttle..." The brunette quarian said trying to imagine it.

"With biotics, perhaps. But I will admit, he is significantly more muscled than his brother."

Reni felt her hands get grabbed as Ali was imagining it. "No I mean really lift and roll it on its side... and... that smile... The way he moved..." She said.

"… You've developed a crush on our savior, haven't you?"

"…..." She thought about it. "Yes..." She said as Reni's hands were moved down to her pelvis.

"Keelah se'lai... If you're going to get off to his memory, I'd ask you didn't use my hands to do it," Reni deadpanned to Ali.

"Keelah! I'm so sorry!" She cried out, releasing her friend's hands as she stepped away under the water, seeing what she did.

"It's fine, you got caught up in the moment and made a mistake," Reni sighed.

"He... Kind of kissed you... What did it feel like?" She asked.

"Technically, no."

"His lips were on you though..." She pointed out.

"Around mine. A kiss is lip on lip and more of a sucking feeling. He was around my lips and breathing out."

"Well close enough..." Ali giggled slightly, letting Reni finish scrubbing her hips, around her bottom and thighs.

Reni went silent as she thought about his brother again. Despite how calm and she'd even say fatigued or lazy Shad was, he went berserk when he saw what was happening. And if the state he was in after was any indication, he was in a great deal of pain after. His yellowish eyes going a cool green after he was finished, the patience he had when caring for her... it was like he was a wraith, or a lion after a fight.

"I'll go tell him how grateful you are to him for saving you and me... I'm going to go tell him after I get out of the shower..." She said to her best friend.

"I will do the same with Shad, before I get my answers," Reni nodded.

"Hey, I got an idea, what if we contact the Migrant fleet and tell them that we don't need our suits, do you think they'll come over and get everyone fixed? " she joked to her friend.

"Hold on there, Ali," Reni said, a grave look on her face. "Think about what Mrs. Shepard said downstairs. Damon isn't supposed to do that at all apparently. If the fleet comes to a planet in the middle of the human colonies without warning, that will raise questions if our open comm call doesn't."

"Too good to happen..." She huffed out.

"I'm not saying he can't," Reni stressed. "He just can't do it now."

"I just am glad I get to breathe! Not only that, but we don't have to eat out of paste! I have teeth to use!" Ali cried out with happiness in her voice.

"True..." Reni felt the mental fatigue from her trying day catch up with her. "I'm going to towel off and get some clothes, then talk to Shad and go to bed."

"I got it." Her friend said as she grabbed her suit, with her. "I'll go to Damon and ask him to send us some clothes..." She said to her friend, opening up the door and wrapping a tan towel around her body. "You just enjoy the shower." She winked at Reni.

Damon laid in his mattress and looked up in his artificial space sky on his ceiling watching it go by, thinking of what happened today.

Well what did I get myself in to now... Fuck... Fuck those thugs...

"Yo, Damon!" Shad shouted from his room.

"Present!" Damon yelled back under his covers.

"You check out the present earlier?" He asked.

"What present?" He asked leaning up from his bed.

"I told you, I picked something up for your bike earlier. You said it was expensive and you needed it."

"Oh yeah... Stabilizer... fuck …. thanks!" He yelled back.

Though that Ali... she's was beautiful, I will not lie... smile, face, eyes... Tits... and ass.

"Let me guess, thinking about Ali now?" Shad asked, suddenly on the other side of the door.

Damon's eyes widened. "None of your business!" Damon snapped seeing that was close.

Shad laughed, the sound only slightly muffed by the metal door. "I won't judge man. Even I can tell she's gorgeous. You know, for being rationed her whole life, she does not look it. But that's beside the point. Damon... treat her well. She's been through hell, and I do not want to see her go through an empty hook-"

*Tap, Tap.*

Shad turned around to See Ali's long wavy brunette hair wet, and she was in a white towel wrapped around her body. His entire face turned a bright red at the sight, and a light flickered and popped in his brother's room from the backlash of his implant going haywire. "Sweet Gods why..." he cleared his throat and tried to focus. "Um... Hey, Ali."

"Umm.. I … I don't know where to put my suit, it needs to be cleaned... not to mention it's the only clothing I have..." She mentioned to him. "Reni needs something too."

"I'll um... I'll see if my mom is willing to loan you something," Shad offered. "At least until you get your suit cleaned and fixed. I'll leave it in the garage, it's where we do laundry anyway." The tired, if a little flustered thief rushed to the bathroom, grabbed the pieces of the suit, and bolted to his destination with all the speed being a thief gave him. "Mom! Our guests need a change of clothes!"

Damon rubbed the back of his neck looking at Ali's body, scanning it and taking mental images. "I'm... glad you're safe Ali..." He stated, seeing she was now safe from harm.

"I appreciate what you and your brother did for me," she nodded. "And I just wished to ask if there was anything I could do for you in return..." The fingers on one hand were playing with her wet hair while her other hand readjusted her towel. "If that's alright with you, of course." Ali said to him, looking at Damon's eyes.

Uh... Mindoir to Damon? She's asking you a question...

"Uhhh..." He was speechless for a moment, his mind still trying to process the image he was looking at.

Smooth...

Damon snapped out of it. "Well, we weren't going to let you die or anything... I mean, no one deserves that." Damon said, trying to recover. "….And... well, I guess me and Shad can get you job around the house.. Plenty of work around here."

Ali eyed him with pure curiosity in her eyes. 'Interesting. Men on the fleet do not usually grow this muscled or tall unless coming back from a pilgrimage. Perhaps it has something to do with the higher amount of food available?' "Well then, I suppose I shall ask your parents about such things tomorrow. I suppose I'll... before I go, how long do your people usually shower?"

"Anyways, things you need to know about me, I'm easy to get a rise out of... I own a lot of fire arms, and I like to horde things..." Damon informed her.

She was about to reply when she saw three gym bags sticking out under his bed. Unbeknown to her, those bags were last resort bags, filled with rations, weapons, credits, and thermal clips. Damon used his biotics with his right hand to push them further under the bed. "Pardon me, but is that a shotgun mod?" She asked, pointing to the small tube at the foot of his bed.

"No... with a question mark?" He stated awkwardly sliding that under his pillow.

"Vocalizing a punctuation... are you lying to me?" The quarian asked.

"…..." Damon remained silent looking at her, with his wide eyed expression.

"It seemed very high grade. Where did you find it?" She asked. "Would you mind if I took a look at it? I might not be as technical as the rest of my race, but it still intrigues me."

Damon you're about to let a dripping wet girl in here, that just came out of the shower! Wake up and let her in here.

"S-sure... here..." Damon handed the mod to Ali for her to look at.

"Huh... fascinating... I don't know much about weapon mods, but this is a smart choke, right?" She asked curiously. "But I have another question as well. How long do humans and other races usually spend in the shower?" Ali asked innocently. "My people usually only get three minutes, if even that. If someone brings extra water back, we usually can extend it to five."

"Me well... I usually take Fifteen minute showers, Jane takes 30 minutes... and all that..." Damon pondered.

"So long! And you never run out of water?"

"Nope, glorious piping and recycled water!" Damon presented to her.

"I have a more... personal question. About you."

"Uh... really?" He asked her.

"Yes. How did you get so strong?"

Years of back breaking work, and exercise... not to mention the biotics on me tends to expand the muscles.

"Oh, you know. Plenty of exercise, eating right, and making sure I don't lag behind the routine of the day... heh..." Damon said to her.

"And your brother. He seems to like baggy clothes, but how strong is he?"

"Almost as strong as John... but he makes up for it in other areas." Damon explained, his heart screaming at him that she was inching closer to him.

"I could tell. He outran both of us and that display when he found Reni... It was like something out of a horror vid what he did there," she recalled, now less than a meter away from him. "The way I see it, he is stronger in his lower body and with biotic manipulation, whereas you have upper body strength with raw power with yours. But enough about your brother... what do you think of Reni and I?"

"You're... both innocent... good? And... well.. Attractive?" He said to her.

"I don't think you really think all of that for Reni," she stated evenly.

"Well I did get hit in the head..." Damon rubbed his noggin. "But the same rule applies to her, she just was through a lot.." Damon said to her rubbing the back of his neck.

"Funny thing... Shad made whatever happened to her go away... at least, taking the memory of the sensation and what happened physically. It's like what happened to her was a bad dream," Ali informed him. "Where did he learn to use medigel like that?"

"He got shot once..." Damon explained to her.

"That doesn't explain being able to all but undo the effects of rape with a single use of medigel."

"The medigel he has is... Highly Illegal... it's experimental." Damon whispered to her.

Ali tilted her head in confusion. "Why does he have it then?"

"He... that's a question you'll have to ask him..." Damon said as he couldn't go further on the matter. "Truth be told, even I don't know where he got it. We don't have anything like that on our developing colony."

"I have a feeling Reni will find out soon enough," Ali giggled, now a hair's distance away from Damon.

"…..." Damon began to sweat, looking down at her... he stood Six feet, five inches while she stood five feet, nine inches. He was taller than any male Quarian, by far. She read that Humans can grow to a point, even become taller than any Turian.

"I'm sorry, am I making you uncomfortable?" Ali asked concerned.

"Na...no..." He said smelling the fragrance of her. "Just... I never had a girl this beautiful... this close to me.." He confessed.

Ali couldn't help but giggle. "I'm flattered."

"Or in a towel..." He pointed out.

"Reni did say she would come up with-"

"Was waiting for you to stop inching to him with only a towel on," the quarian in question sighed, tossing some clothes to her friend. A shirt landed in her damp, brown hair, some sweatpants on the floor, and a bra and panties by her feet. "I'd say to be safe, but... you get the idea." The door closed behind the colder of the two girls, a steady thumping of feet fading away telling them she left.

"So... uh you're going to be... Sleeping with her?" He asked Ali, rubbing the back of his head.

"Of course! We've been bunk mates since we were children!" Ali giggled.

"Well... I mean... there... really isn't a bunk in there..." Damon said with an uneasy tone.

"We can share a bed, we're both girls after all."

Hot...

Damon's face turned to a slight red, as he was day dreaming. "Although, I could sleep in here if you want," Ali stated nonchalantly. "I owe you far more than just sleeping in a room with you."

Oh FUCKING YES! Mom's going to kill me! That Reni chick is going to kill me! Shad, is probably going to never let this go, John and Jane are going to be annoying, Dad's going to give me a slap on the back! Take it! Take the fucking bait!

"Sure, I don't mind," Damon said evenly, betraying his inner emotions.

GOLD BABY! YES!

"Alright, would you mind turning around while I get changed?" Ali requested sweetly.

NO...

"There's actually... A bathroom over there, it's small..."

"It will do," Ali smiled, bending to grab the clothes before sauntering into the room.

Damon's eyes watched Ali walk in to the bathroom.

Ding...

Damon slid his feet across the floor before putting his eyes on to the panel trying to look through the camera.

Come on load... Let me see her!

"Hey Damon." Shad said, causing Damon to jump back, forgetting to shut his door. "Jesus Christ!" Damon jumped back.

"… Are you seriously peeping on the innocent one?"

Damon grabbed his brother sitting him on the bed, showing him the pad's camera, with Ali dropping her towel revealing her posterior. "Money well fucking spent..." Damon said to him.

Shad could only sigh, cover his eyes, and leave the room. "And this is why you might've lost your virginity first, but never quite nailed down a steady girl."

"Never brought a girl back here!" Damon said to him.

"You were fucking beaming the morning after your birthday. You know, when dad took you out for the night?" Shad reminded him. "And keep in mind, I keep tabs on literally everyone in our family."

"Bah what do you know?" He asked looking at the pad.

"Everything. Including the fact it was a consort," the thief stated.

"Consort? She was a stripper! Dad took me to a strip joint!" Damon snapped.

"A stripper that took almost no hook ups, just lap dances and pole dancing for the most part. Dad sunk over 2000 credits on that night for you."

Ali through the camera heard something putting her ear on the door. "Zip it!" He snapped, waving him away.

"Fine... I was just making sure you installed the stabilizers. I'll head out now," Shad yawned.

"I did, but I'll have to get new ones next week, the turning is getting wonkier." Damon pointed out.

"I was talking about the new ones. That I got for you today?"

"I'll have to check the Garage." Damon said as he stared at the pad, sighing as she was getting quickly dressed. Damon turned off the pad, putting it in the secret compartment in his drawer.

"Good night, I'll be in my room if you need me," Shad yawned and stretched, showing off a bit of lean muscle on his arms.

Ali opened up the door, while Damon quickly shut the drawer. "Sorry that took so long," she apologized in her cute accent.

"No problem... I was just going through some things..." He said to her turning to her, putting on a cheeky and brave smile.

"I know, I was just having some trouble with your sister's... bra?" she asked.

"Yeah it may be tiiiiig—" Damon saw the clothes she was wearing was very tight around her body, her chest in particular. He couldn't stop staring.

"Yeah, I could tell. The shirt is a little small, and it took me forever to get the clasp on,"

The pajama bottoms were no different... all tight. Her quarian legs left not much material for the leggings to go down, and forget about her rump. Damon had heard rumors that quarians were naturally bottom heavy, but he didn't think it was to such a degree.

Sweet baby Jesus, mother of God! Please guide me!

"Uh... isn't that a little tight?" He asked her.

"Bah, probably nothing compared to what Reni is going through," she dismissed. "She's a bit taller than me, so there's even less to work with for her."

Damon moved over to his dresser, pulling her out a large red t-shirt. "Here, this is better than constricting your breath."

"Oh, thank you," she smiled, taking her shirt off without thinking... or at least tried to, before getting stuck. Her breasts jiggled and bounced as she struggled, torturing the already strained bra.

"Here let me help..." Damon said seeing she had her head stuck on the exit of the shirt. Damon grabbed the shirt, ripping it. "There..." He smiled, while looking at her chest.

Damon got behind her as he undid the tight bra, putting the shirt on her and letting the bra fall to the floor. "Sorry... it's just you would've suffocated..." He said to her.

"Thank you... I just wish we could have actually bought the underwear we looked at earlier instead of having to leave it," she sighed.

"… You Quarians don't wear anything under those suits do you?" He asked her.

"Not usually. We mainly did it as a joke."

"uh... I can actually help you with your... underwear problem, it won't be pretty but it'll get the job done." Damon said to her.

"Unless you have a high D bra laying around, I don't see what you could do," she replied off handedly.

"Yeah those Suits were a pretty good way to keep your chest up right?" He asked.

"I'd rather not cannibalize my suit," she stated.

"Well I meant your... well lower cargo." Damon pointed out he had something for her bottom.

"Ah, right. If you have something, that would be much appreciated." Damon closed his door, he moved towards his drawer, pulling out red boxers with a string. He paused as he showed her them. "Hm... those could work," Ali nodded. "Would you like me to go into the bathroom to change or..."

"….Or...?" His heart paused.

"I could change in here. You could turn around and it'd be no different."

"….or I could..." He looked around before looking down at her a bit. "Help you..." He winked with his left eye.

"Hmm... I didn't think you were the kind person to take advantage of a woman who was almost raped," she said disapprovingly.

"…... Whoa backing off..." Damon sighed as he went in to the bathroom.

A beautiful laughter followed him, the quarian wiping a tear from her eye. "I'm only joking, Damon!" A record scratch could be heard in his mind as he turned around like a stone statue looking at her, with red eyes concentrated on her. "I'm sorry, I was just trying to brighten the mood a little is all. I'd be glad for the help."

"Yeah... uh... that was my … what? You'd... you'd actually... let me..." His mind was blanking out.

"Of course. You saved my life, my virginity, and gave me a fresh start. Doing this would only scratch the surface of paying you back," she reasoned.

"…..." Damon took a step closer to her, his heart pounding through his chest, trying to break out of his ribs.

"Well, go ahead," Ali invited, dropping her pants and tight panties, an dull red line left behind by the tight material.

Oh Sweet Jesus...

Damon's eyes widened as he grabbed the boxers getting behind her. "Normally... I'd actually want to be doing this in reverse..." Damon joked as he her legs stepped in to the holes of the boxers. He pulled them up to her thighs stopping to look at her bottom. Two juicy, round, pale orbs met him, along with a glimpse of her thin slit in between her legs.

"Well?" She asked a little nervously. "Are you going to keep staring or finish?"

"Yes... I mean! Yes, pulling them up..." Damon pulled it up to her waist tying the string of the boxer's. The red fabric hugged the curves of her rump like a second skin, pulling it to a point it was almost transparent.

"Thank you, Damon," Ali smiled, bending down to pull her pants back up, displaying her round ass for him unintentionally.

"Uh you know you can just sleep in the long shirt and boxers, those pants are kind of tight around you..."

"I know, but it feels a little weird not having anything on my legs after so long."

"If it helps, I could take off my long pants... So it wouldn't feel weird..." He suggested.

"Damon, it's fine! It's no different than wearing my suit, it was a little tight anyway."

"But.. You wanted to be free of it... Hahahaha..." He joked.

"And I am. The fabric is much nicer than the rubber and comfort pads in the suit."

"Well enjoy the bed, and don't open the drawer there are monsters in there." Damon said to her.

"Alright, Damon," Ali smiled, snuggling into the bed and under the covers.

"Night." Damon said as he grabbed a blanket and spare pillow, heading towards the door.

"You aren't sleeping in here?" She asked tiredly.

Damon froze hearing that... "Eh... I don't think you'd feel comfortable around me at the moment..." Damon said to her.

"I trust you," Ali yawned.

"Ali... as much as I cherish that... I'm am full of hormones and naughty... naughty thoughts... " Damon warned her.

"And judging by the way you killed those men for trying to rape me, I can only imagine what you'd do to yourself. Look, this isn't just about trust, I'd feel bad for stealing your bed from you."

"Well you already stole my boxers, and shirt..." He joked.

"Then stop complaining and join me," she muttered.

"I...really wouldn't advise that..."

"Fine... if you're so insistent on it..."

"….night." He said walking toward the door.

"Dude, she clearly wants you," Shad said through the comm, his voice filled with fatigue and mischief. "She would not tease so much otherwise."

Yes! Do it!

Damon bit his lip and sighed. "No... she's already asleep. But I am sleeping in here still thanks to you. Only now it will be in my sleeping bag."

"Whatever, just a heads up. Good night br-"

"We need to talk," Reni said, cutting Shad off over the comm. The thief sighed and cut the signal.

Damon's eyes widened as he was like a caterpillar in the sleeping bag. "Oh God she has a knife!" Damon said as he pictured her in the room with a knife, wiggling off the bed and rolling under it.

Shad sighed into his hands and wiped the fatigue from his eyes. "Damn it all..." He turned in his chair to look at the surprisingly (to him) pensive quarian at his door. "Oh, hey... you feeling alright?" The thief spun in his chair to face her, slapping himself lightly to wake up a bit.

"I can't wrap my head around you," she said, cutting to the chase. "Despite all of my hostility and rage, you set out to fix me. You helped me at no gain to yourself and even used a different kind of medigel on me, just to make what happened to me a bad dream. Why?"

Shad let out a loud yawn and looked the quarian woman in her deep blue eyes. "You needed it. You were hurt, scared and tramatized and I was able to help you. So I did."

"Would you have done it to anyone?" Reni asked pointedly.

"No," the younger Shepard answered honestly. "I wouldn't have. I don't trust people, hell I don't even tolerate them very often. You and your friend, however? I could tell you've had it rough, even for a pair of quarians. Had you been an average person of any species, I would've killed the guy raping you, treated your wounds and left with a call to the police. But you? I like to think I'm a good judge of character and took a chance on you."

"What made you do it then?" Reni questioned. "Did you think I'd want to repay you with what you gave back? Or did you-"

"I'll just stop you right there," Shad sighed tiredly. "I won't lie. I find you attractive. You're strong, beautiful, and you care deeply for others despite your trust issues. But taking advantage of you because you 'owed' me was the last thing on my mind."

"Was it?" She asked crossing her arms against her chest.

"My brother is the pervert. Me? I'm not the best person, but I at least try to have some integrity and honor."

Her eyes traveled to the door. "Excuse me then, I'll just go get my friend away from him..." She said turning around to face the door.

"He's probably locked the door by now... but he won't take advantage of her while she's sleeping. For his faults as a pervert, he wouldn't force himself on anyone, ever."

"Oh? Does he bring any women back at your house? Has he ever had a girlfriend?" She asked, him.

"He has a close friend who is all but his girlfriend, but no. None of the above."

"Then how do you know, I can hack my way in and find out." She stated.

"Go ahead. And if he's screwing her against her will, you can castrate both of us," Shad said evenly.

"….." She looked at him, sighing as she took her mind off his door, knowing full well that her friend walked in and decided to sleep in there, but that didn't mean she wanted her to be taken as he said she would.

"Look... you care for your friend. I get that. I envy that."

"I'm the last thing she has of family, her mother was taken less than a month ago by slavers..." She said to him.

"Honestly? I can relate," Shad sighed, reclining in his chair. "My whole family is alive, but none of them are really family, if that makes any sense. Damon's the only one who gives me the time of day. Everyone else is either disappointed in me or wants nothing to do with me."

"That's not true, they're probably worried about you." She pointed out seeing the Mother's reaction.

Shad gave her a pointed look. "About what? You don't know anything about us, so how could you tell?"

"No, but your eyes hold a sort of pain in them, and I can tell through that... you made some shitty choices in your life and kept the lifestyle." She read his posture.

The thief laughed a bit and leaned forward. "You wanna know the worst thing about it? I still love it. The rush of it all."

"Let me guess, thievery? It's an itch you can't stop scratching?" Reni asked.

"It's gotten far out of hand. Ever hear of Phantom?"

"…...you?" She asked.

"Yep."

"You've been stirring up trouble throughout Citadel Space..." She pointed out.

"Taking down corrupt business leaders, merc gangs and crime rings all along the way, making a pretty good profit too."

"Good Night..." Hannah yawned from down stairs moving up the stairs turning off the lights.

"Night mom," Shad nodded.

"Breakfast at eight..." She yawned.

"As usual." Shad droned. "Or was that intended for Reni?"

"I think you know," she grumbled.

The occupants of the room were silent for a moment before the quarian broke the silence with a question. "Why? Why start in the first place if you knew what you were getting into?"

"Because the Spectres won't until they're the Council's problem, C-Sec is useless, and no one else cares enough to do anything about it. Even when someone does care, they're punished for going rouge or breaking some bullshit law." [Ping] Shad's Omni-tool lit up from a message.

[Shadow Broker]

"Wouldn't you know, that's my next hit," Shad stated. Several information data packets came from the Shadow Broker, sending him links, and chained mail for a corporate donor. "Let's see here... dipping into charity funds, mistreating employees, selling out company secrets, all of it covering up... yep, he's a good target. Just who I was looking for."

"Well 'Phantom' if you don't mind it's been a long night for me... and remind me to thank your brother later... If he isn't molesting my friend..." She said to him turning around walking towards the guest room.

"Hey... for what it's worth, thank you. For caring enough to talk things out with me, I mean," the thief said earnestly. "It means more than you know."

"No problem... thank you for killing those fuckers." She said to him, moving in to the hallway.

Shad smiled as he put on a visor and laid down in bed, his body beginning to still. "Hm... Maybe an upgrade to that pitiful Striker 3..."

3:59 AM

Damon stirred from his exhausted spooning the quarian. She was still clothed in the temporary clothing he gave her. Demon's hands traveled around her pants, gripping the sides of it.

What the fuck am I doing...?

Damon bit his lower lips, as he slowly started to pull them down revealing his boxers she was wearing. Ali murmured in her sleep while Damon froze.

Okay red zone entering red zone... she's in my bed so no harm no foul... right? I told her there were risks.

Damon licked his lips moving his hands on his boxers around her bottom, gripping the sides and slowly pulling it down her waist revealing her flesh before him. His eyes widened as he stared at her fleshy behind.

Now this is an ass... so fine you could sculpt works of perfection about this ass! The Gods of Love have shined on her!

The quarian girl gasped and her eyes flew open as cold air from the window kissed her flesh. "Keelah! Too cold!" She yelped, looking around. "Damon? What are you doing?" Ali pawed sleepily at her eyes while checking her omni tool. "It's almost four in the morning... and you've stripped me of my pants and undergarments."

Silence was Damon's response as his brain was processing a tactical way of recovery... unfortunately for him, there was none that could explain or excuse such an action... therefore, his mind switched to a plan of attack... "I wouldn't have said no earlier..." she muttered under her breath shivering slightly. Instead of apologizing, Damon moved his left hand on her ass cheek, his heart knocking against his rib cage. The eerie silence was a little disconcerting for Ali, seeing how Damon literally jumped the gun and decided to do this in the dead of night. "Damon?" There was a tone of fear in her voice.

Even if it was his bed and she did tease him a bit, she was unaware of Damon's reactions towards teasing, bullying, and humiliation. Damon's flame red aura finally activated as his eyes lit up, his primal instincts that went down to his very genetic code was now apparent to her. "Can you please say something... anything?" She begged in her cute accent.

Damon's right hand gripped her left leg tugging her lower toward the bed, before it moved up to her chin, as he forced his lips on hers, causing a small muffled protest... he was acting wild, like an Alpha Varren. Ali gathered what courage she had and pushed him off of her, giving him a light smack to his face. "Da-Damon!" She shouted, trying to get his attention. "Puh-puh-please! Calm down..."

Damon shook his head, feeling that slap. "That was a weak slap..." Damon groaned as he crawled up to her again.

"You're not even going to ask first?"

"And ruin the fun? It's four something in the morning..." He joked as he pulled off his shirt showing her his well sculpted formed chest.

"And... you were going to have your way with me while I slept? Without the soundproofing on?"

"What no... I was stripping you to get a good look at your body, because... just... dat ass..." He said confusing her of what that meant.

Ali tilted her head in confusion. "Um... what?"

"It means you have a very sexually attractive ass..." Damon sighed, explaining to the girl.

"O-oh..." She blushed, wiggling slightly. An awkward silence filled the room. "So... why did you suddenly... You know..."

"I don't handle well to teasing... especially not in my room... I kind of snapped when there was a sexually attractive woman right in my bed... .I mean in what world does that make sense? A woman invites herself in to your room, wears your clothes, sleeps in your bed." Damon asked her.

"Teasing?" The quarian was now officially confused. "I... I've never done anything like this before... I thought it was foreplay..."

"….That isn't foreplay..." Damon groaned. "That was pure teasing..." He told her.

"I'm sorry..." She muttered into a pillow, beyond embarrassed.

Damon groaned as he approached her. "This is foreplay." Damon moved his left hand on her stomach, which was still covered by a shirt, and navigated his way down, lifting the bottom of her shirt to gain access to her lower regions, stopping at her clit.

Hope to God I'm doing this right... Porn do not fail me now!

Ali squeaked feeling his rough fingers at her folds. "Ah-ahhh..." The quarian soaked up both the pleasure and the knowledge, thinking of how to approach him.

Damon sat behind her his legs on each flank of her legs, as he began to rub her folds slowly. "This is Foreplay see? what you did teasing, taunting, and flaunting... " He scolded her by moving a little faster.

"S-s-s-so-ss-so like th-this?" She asked, stuttering horribly as her fingers twitched on their way into his pants, feeling his half erection and rubbing it a bit.

Ali's eyes widened, she had to do a report on Quarian reproduction and endowments... Damon was bigger than any of the educational pictures of Quarians... she was an innocent girl and almost never used Stim pro, never looking up pornography on the Extranet, but she had awoken something with in Damon, that should've probably never been waken up in the first place... Or, in better terms, cracked the giant dam of his lust irreparably. His eyes widened and he sprung to full mast in seconds, looking at Ali with lust in his eyes. "Yeah..." He put the tip of his index finger into her ever dampening folds, eliciting a squeak from the girl. "Something like that."

Ali's eyes widened gasping and gripping his hands. "W-W-W-Aait... no... not like tha-oh Keelah... how are you going to fit... if I'm afraid to take a finger... and with ...with that size... " She panicked taking another look at his endowment.

"This size?" He chuckled. "Sweety, let me tell you a little secret. Endowment wise, humans are about the third largest in the galaxy, only beaten by Krogans and Elcor. And I won't lie. I'm a bit bigger than most of my race by a few inches... Or four."

That's right you're looking at ten inches of Human evolution right here...

Ali's eyes shivered, this beast intended to breed her like a wild animal... "Oh Keelah... that's... oh Keelah..." She gasped seeing his size, by most, far bigger... She looked like she was going to faint.

'Oh Keelah! No! I'm a clean girl! A good girl! I..I...I DON'T WANT TO DIE!' Ali thought as she tried to avert her eyes from her savior's endowment.

"You alright, Ali?" he asked her with worry in his eyes.

Ali was now facing Damon, as she fell on her back scooting away from him to get a good look at him. "Oh Keelah.. Why do you Humans have to be so... so.. Big..." She swallowed her dry saliva.

"Keep in mind, I'm over six and a half feet tall. To scale with most men, I'd be about inches 8. Maybe 9."

"Y-you're bigger than any of the Quarians on those informational data pads on biology... by far... I... that can't... " She whimpered again seeing her entrance and his size.

"Yeah... I won't lie... this might get a bit... strechy... but hey, you're not taking it up the ass, so... not as bad," he chuckled at his dark joke. "Yeah, that's not helping, is it?"

"I... I..." She was at loss for words, while Damon crawled over to her, hovering over her body. "Wait... wait, I mean... I can't.." She whimpered out seeing him lower himself on to her.

"Relax," he soothed, kissing her lightly as he slipped his crown inside her.

"T-Too big... Can't wait.. It's bumping in to my..." She cried out feeling the crown breaking the defenses.

"This'll all be over soon," he whispered, pushing in an inch and feeling something give.

"N-no, oh Keelah! Keelah! Ow! Ah! This beast is going to breed me! Oh Keelah! " She cried out gripping his skin.

"Hey, I'm no animal... unless you want me to be," he teased, going in another inch, blood covering his shaft as her hymn broke.

"AAAAHHHH! N-no, I'm being defiled, a human defiled me... Oh nooouu...He's going to give me his seed..."

"Okay, seriously, are you getting off on this? Because you said you wanted this yourself not too long ago," he reminded her.

"I, meant sleeping, I mean sleeping... Oh Keelah I can't take another inch..." She cried out trying to grip his shaft.

"Yeah... thing about that... I'm not even half way in," he admitted. "I'm about a quarter by now."

Ali's eyes widened hearing her defiler say such a thing. "I... no you're... oh Keelah, you're telling the truth..." She cried out.

"I'm going in a little more, alright?" Damon soothed her, warning her before going in another couple inches. His eye twitched as her walls squeezed him like a vice. "Jeeeesus, you're tight!"

"No, no, no oh Keelah! So big! Ah! Damon, oh how on Rannoch am I supposed to take you all in..." She whimpered out.

"Technically, you don't have to," he said, trying to calm her a bit. "By all accounts, I could go another couple inches and go from there. But that would be a little... tricky control wise." The man pushed himself in another couple of inches, officially more than half way in. "It-it's just easier this- fucking hell, you're getting tighter!"

Damon's shaft began to heat up from her body reacting, as her walls tightened on him, becoming softer and a bit wetter. Ali's eyes were rolling in the back of her skull while her nipples were erect, reacting from the sensation, poking through her shirt a bit. "OOOOOOOH KEELAH! I MIGHT BREAK!" She shouted in pleasure, clamping down a bit harder on Damon's cock.

The appendage throbbed and twitched inside her, driving both of them wild. "O-okay... I'm going to go the rest of the way in before I blow," he panted, slowly going into her more.

Damon touched the entrance of her Quarian womb, the tip trying to break down the entrance, to gain access. "Oh Keelah! Keelah! Don't! It won't go in!" She begged as her toes were curling up.

The man looked at their waists. He was about nine inches in. "Sure you can't take one more inch?" He asked jokingly.

Ali's eyes widened seeing that there was still one inch left of this Human beast, that has yet to be in her. "I-it won't, it won't go in..." She stuttered as he gripped her hips.

"Then it won't," he assured her, pulling out slightly to start thrusting. The moment he pushed back in, the quarian shrieked in pleasure.

Ali was shocked that he was now fully sheathed in her. "You... did... the impossible..." She stuttered while Damon laughed as he started to thrust in to her body, her nails digging in to the human.

"Fucking... fuck!" He swore, feeling her walls quiver and tighten more with every thrust.

"Oh nooouuuu... this beast has taken me... A human as taken my innocence..." She whined in despair thinking what her friend Reni was going to say to her. Damon moved his hands on her shirt, wanting to fully expose her body. "N-not the shirt... I'm going to be naked!" She cried out, seeing he was pulling the big shirt off her body, her breast now in full view of Damon, she felt a little mortified and ashamed to be seen like this, culturally Quarians became bonded before they mated. This threw Culture out the window and be taken like a slab of meat. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ha! Oh! Too big! Too big! You're so big!" She cried out as Damon's fiery red aura engulfed the two of them, heightening Damon's senses.

Every little squeak and moan, every little jolt, and, most importantly, every sensation of her juices and walls massaging his shaft. "Holy shit... holy shit... Ali, I'm close, I'm so fucking close!" He growled.

Ali didn't even know what that meant, but she could venture a guess. "C-cahh! Close to! Aahhnyah! What?!" She cried out her tits jiggling back and forth from Damon's thrusts.

The sight of her meaty orbs bouncing for him drove him over the edge. "Gonna cu-AAAAAAAAH!" He blew his load straight into her womb, almost none of his seed leaking from her slit.

Ali threw back her head screaming out, as his hot seed filled her very fertile womb. "OH KEELAH! NO! I'M PREGNANT! NO HE'S IMPREGNATING ME!" The hilarity of what she just said almost drove Damon over the edge again, but... that was also a possibility. "I'M PREGNANT! SO PREGNANT! IT'S FILLING ME UP!" She cried out.

Damon finished blowing his load a couple seconds later, leaving the two panting on his bed. "That... was incredible..." He laughed lightly, starting to pull out of her.

Ali was breathing heavily as Damon was laying on top of her. "Uhghhghh..." She groaned out feeling Damon's shaft starting to slide out. "N-no... uagughhh it... it... " She stated seeing how much he stretched her walls open, and now she had accommodated to the size of him.

"Question... how likely is it that I actually got you pregnant?" he asked with a joking air. "I mean... one time isn't enough, right?"

Ali only responded with a groan."uhuhhaahh... AHHHH!" Ali's hips shot upwards as Damon pulled out of her squirting out juices from her body, as she collapsed back on to the bed.

As Damon watched her cum just from removing his cock from her, he could only think one thing.

If mom or Reni finds out about this, I'm so dead. I'll be a dead man walking.

Ali's mind was mocking her as she was filed up from Damon.

'Oh Keelah, I'm going to give birth to the first Human-Quarian Hybrid... My name and face will be printed on every world in this Galaxy... giving Humans the green light to pray on Female Quarians across the Galaxy...I doomed our Race to become sex slaves to these... these beasts...' Ali thought as she was twitching from the experience of Damon's love making.

"Ali, relax and answer the question," he soothed her. "How likely is it that I just got you pregnant? Is it a dangerous day for you, things like that."

"….. I don't know... I never got that far in... biology... I.. we have cycles of where... we're extremely fertile... but... Humans and Quarians can't get pregnant... right...? " Ali asked even though Damon's powers did give her the ability to eat Human food and an immune system...

"That would be a dangerous day," he informed her. "And... I hope so, for both our sakes. I mean... the only thing prevented that was the amino acid difference."

"Oh Keelah... I doomed my species..." She cried out.

"Is... is it your fertile cycle?" He asked nervously.

"YES! I thought it would be impossible... me being alive right now is impossible! So nothing is impossible!" She cried out, thinking how many reporters would come to the house, attracting Quarians to seek Damon out to help them with an immune system.

"Look, you need to calm down," he whispered soothingly.

Ali pounded on Damon's shoulders. "You beast! You... you ripped my innocence from me! You impregnated me! You … we're not even bonded... or dating... Oh keelah... What if... What have I done... I" She hugged his body.

"First of all, you invited me, so you don't get to say that. Second, there's still a chance that I didn't get you pregnant. Finally, that can easily be rectified," he told her.

*Slap*

"WE... DO … NOT GIVE UP CHILDREN..." She scolded him.

"I... I was talking about us dating..." He corrected her. "I'd kill myself before having a woman get an abortion."

"...Oh...i... I'm... I'm sorry.." She said rubbing his face, seeing she slapped him.

It's fine," he smiled, comforting her a bit. "I can see why you thought that. Should've clarified."

Ali hugged his body as he patted her back.

But yeah. Praying to god I don't get you pregnant yet. Mom will literally kill me.

One week after saving Ali and Reni...

Shad tinkered with a datapad schematic as the noon rolled around. He had just had lunch with his family, noting that Ali and his older brother seemed... the only word to describe them was brighter in his mind. They seemed happier, more alive than before. Then again, Shad had only known the quarian pair for a week, so he could really only speak for Damon. "Knock, knock," Reni deadpanned, dressed in clothes that better fit her. Hannah had loosened and lengthened their clothes to fit their unique figures, and Reni was dressed in jeans and a tee.

"Hello, Reni," Shad greeted her, his eyes unmoving from his work. "Need something?"

"Answers," she replied, sitting on his bed.

"Most people ask before coming into another person's room, but whatever," the thief sighed, continuing his work.

"Can it. And now I have two questions. First, why are you even doing this? Second, what are you even looking at?"

"I have a target here on Mindoir, might need a hand with it actually. It's a party being hosted by someone I personally think you'll want vengeance on."

"I don't know anyone here. How could I already want vengeance?" She asked the thief condescendingly.

"How about the guy who pays, funds and protects the thugs that attacked you and Ali?" He asked with a small smile.

Reni was silent for a moment as she processed who his target was. "I'm listening," she deadpanned.

"It's a masquerade charity party, couples only. I have the blueprints, forged invitation, calling card, and the tools. All I need is someone to help me with the initial infiltration and cause a distraction. I'd call in a favor with my brother's friend, but Damon made me swore not to involve her when he found out about my... hobby." Shad showed the quarian the items in question. The datapad was displaying a blueprint of the residence, including the location of a personal storage. "From what I pulled from his terminal, he keeps his prized possessions in this area. Locked up tighter than a chained up clam, but I've had to deal with far worse. From an inventory check I got with the cameras, I found a variety of guns, chits and priceless pieces of art. I plan on lifting all of it on that night."

Reni looked over the pictures with piqued interest. "You realize you'll never be able to move all of that without being noticed, right?"

"Trust me, I have a plan." He opened a drawer and pulled out a small orb. "This is one of my more... heavy duty tools. It's basically a compression unit that reassembles inorganic matter upon release in the same condition as it was going in. Downside, it doesn't work on anything organic. Learned that the hard way. Long story short, I had to toss the unit from all the blood left inside it."

"How did you even make this?" She asked, inspecting the orb in his hands. It looked almost like geth technology in texture and design, except there were a few distinctions that said that wasn't quite the case.

"Lifted the blueprints from Thessia and built it myself," he explained. "Parts and cost is no object to a thief. I actually found some rather controversial shit in there too. For example," Shad pulled out another blueprint and handed it to her, "this would have caused multiple wars if released. No amount of regulating would have prevented it."

The braver quarian's eyes widened seeing what was on the datapad. "Keelah... a 'longevity device'? If this research is accurate, anyone would be able to either live alongside or even outlive and asari!"

"The intent was to give it to their partners so they wouldn't have to go through the rest of their lives missing them," he explained. "In the wrong hands however... well, prothean tech would not be able to save this universe."

"Care to indulge me and explain?"

"If this was made public for everyone, and trust me, it would make it to the black market somehow, people would not die of old age. Think about that for a second. Even with advancements in colonization technics, we would be forced to kill people to keep the population down. Reason why? It's a big universe, but we only have so much space to work with until we find a way to leave the milky way. Meaning, even if we populate the most inhospitable of planets, we'd run out of room, resources, everything. There'd be a never-ending war for deposits of minerals, land, even food and water at some point."

"So why is this still in existence?" She asked him, handing the pad back to him. "If it's so dangerous, why not destroy it now?"

"Better to have it and not need it," the thief shrugged. "Besides. I can just build it, use it on people closest to me and we'd all fade into obscurity. Go out for supplies now and then, but that's it."

"And by closest to you, you mean..."

"Damon, future lover, children, close family... you get the idea. But yeah, still think about saying fuck it and destroying this," he sighed, placing it back in his drawer. "But, I think we've gotten off topic. To reiterate, I need help with this heist. I was hoping you'd be willing to help me with it."

The quarian thought about it for a moment. The men who hurt Ali and her were dead, but the man who encouraged them was wide open for vengeance. "I'm in," she nodded. "What do I need to do?"

"First thing's first; can you dance?" The question made her freeze.

"What?"

Shad took out a datapad and started to scroll down it. "It's a formal charity party. If we're going to nail the performance, we'll need to dance at least once before you give me the distraction I need." He tapped the device and handed it to her. "You'll also need to pick one of these out to wea-"

"What the actual hell?!" She nearly screamed, looking at the pictures on the pad. There was a variety of dresses that could be easily integrated into her suit, even a few potential ideas for what the final product would look like.

"It's either these or reveal you're a suitless quarian," he shrugged. "And if you're reaction to my dancing question was any indication, you'll need lessons."

"Y-you can't be serious!" Reni seethed with an air of nervousness.

"Dead serious," Shad replied, waving off the hand offering the datapad with the dresses. "Keep it, you need to pick one out still."

"… You're absolutely certain this will work?" The quarian asked him.

"I've taken pretty much everything into account, including a certain agitated rival gang, so yes."

"… when do we start the lessons?" She sighed, pocketing the datapad.

"I'd say whenever you're willing, but that's begging for disaster. We start after dinner tomorrow and we'll be practicing in the store house. That way I can work on your suit on our breaks and be relatively uninterrupted. Speaking of your suit, I'll need you to pick a dress modification within two weeks so not having to rush the alterations will be in the realm of feasibility."

"… I'll see you then," she muttered, a blush on her face.

Dancing... it had to be the one thing Ali exceeds me at physically...

Tenth Street Reds – Mindoir- Commercialized district of patriot city.

Two guards in front of a warehouse wearing red dyed armor and clothing, a figure marched towards the entrance. "Whoa, Whoa, hang on man." The left guard stopped the figure. "Let me past, muscle head," he growled, showing the Reds emblem to them discreetly.

"Let the Red biotic in..." The guy inside the shadows ordered. "Whoa this is Red?" The guard on the right asked. "You heard him man let him in." The masked guards dispersed as Damon moved in to the compound. "Heard those assholes made a move on your home, Red... that is unacceptable..." He sounded very... irritated to Damon.

All around him was hundreds of members stocking on materials, weapons, mods, Red sand, credits speeders, and shuttles.

"Good to be back home..." Damon sighed, while one gang member threw him a red clear bottle of bubbling soda.

"Sup boss?" His second in command greeted him.

"Sifting red sand now Cal?" Damon asked One of the Tenth Street Reds Generals.

"Oh... fuck... hey Damon," he said awkwardly. "Yeah... a bit... I think the boss wanted your input on our next hit..."

"Who ever sent these fucks...we need to hit them hard.." Damon growled as that shouldn't have happened.

"I agree completely," a gruff female voice said from behind him. The overpowered biotic whipped around to see one of the other generals, scowling at their next target. One of the wealthier people in Mindoir, he invested in the colony and moved there not long after. The moment he did, crime rates jumped. "Boss has me doing background. Bastard has a party at the end of the month. We were thinking of hitting it then, right when things are winding down."

"She isn't wrong," their boss said coolly from his office door. His face was shrouded by a red and black mask, but he was easily the second strongest person in the Reds, only beaten in raw biotic and physical power by Damon, and second in planning and such to the biotic's power. "I have a few of our guys scoping it out. Apparently, he keeps his valuables in a room."

"They should be hauling pretty serious tech, and hardware in that party..." Damon mentioned as he finished off his drink.

"Don't forget the rich guests," the female general cackled. "Ransom money alone is going to set us up for months!"

"There is something that concerns me, however," the boss informed them, drawing all attention in the room. Not much worried or concerned their leader. "As an avid 'fan' of Phantom, I've been looking through his past targets for any idea on if he would attack this guy. As it turns out, the people who started shit on our turf tried to get frisky with a couple quarians. I can almost guarantee a calling card soon." There was a hushed muttering throughout the members of the gang.

"What's the big deal?" The sand sifter asked. "Doesn't him showing up make our job easier?"

"That depends. The higher guard detail is troublesome, but they'll be on the interior, lookin' for him. We'll need to do a sweep of the area, but outside of that, there should be no problems."

"Unless of course, he steals everything from under our noses," Damon reminded him.

Shad what the fuck are you doing?!

A week later...

"Ack! … again," Shad sighed, tapping his now sore foot. He ignored the scathing look Reni gave him and got back in position. "Your hands here and here... my hand here and here... and now..." He started the music and the two started their dance again.

"This is humiliating..." The quarian muttered with a blush.

"It would be much more fun if you'd stop stepping on my feet," the thief chided, guiding her through the movements with years of thieving and practice. "Swallow your pride for a minute and let me teach you for now. You can lead when you won't trip up." Reni grumbled under her breath and loosened up a bit, the two beginning to glide with a bit more grace around the floor of the storehouse. "See? You're starting to get it," Shad smiled at her. For some reason, it made her feel a bit safer. Giddy even.

"Where did you even learn to do this and why?" The bold quarian asked, an iota of shyness in her tone.

The thief laughed lightly at the question. "Do you feel how fast we're moving around the floor? How quietly? Ballroom and more sophisticated dancing is all about being graceful and fluid, yet it can be all but silent if there's no music accompanying it. It wasn't a matter of why I learned it." Shad dipped his partner slightly as the song came to an end. "It was a matter of having to."

To the girl's credit, she didn't freeze up like her friend would have in that situation. "Who did you practice with?"

"A mech I programmed to teach me. I would have used that on you but it has a tendency to blare an alarm when it takes too much of a pummeling."

"You dick!" Reni gave him a punch to his shoulder, ignoring the fact it was a bit more playful than usual. "Anyway... I found a dress to use."

"Perfect, mind if I see it?" Reni handed him the datapad, the thief looking it over with a critical eye. "Hmm... near transparent emerald green, bronze trim on the lacing... I can make this work." He gave her a nod and went over to his work table. "Take five while I start getting fabric in order."

The quarian sat down on a crate, rubbing her slightly sore feet. Despite being a fighter, Shad put her through the wringer more than her trainer on the fleet. "Keelah... I'd be lying if I said he wasn't good," she muttered to herself. A small press to the joint near one of her joints forced out a loud crack and a pop as the bone realigned. "Ancestors... that felt good," she sighed.

"I'll be sure to sit you down and give you a massage after then," Shad joked. Reni shrieked a profanity at him while a part of her actually wanted it.

*Knock, Knock, Knock*

Shad sighed and stowed away his work. "Yeah?" He shouted to the person at the door.

"Shad it's me Ali..." Ali spoke through the receiver at the door.

"What's up?" He asked, helping Reni to her feet.

"Damon wants to talk to you in the Garage... he says it's important." She said to him, through the receiver again.

The thief thought of what could be important enough to need to talk in the garage before it hit him. "Fucking hell... alright, I'm coming," he sighed, unlocking the door and passing the shorter quarian. "We'll pick this up tomorrow, Reni!"

Ali looked at Reni. "…...Reni...I've been... keeping a secret from you..." She said, in a nervous tone.

"Do you want to tell me, or do you need to?" Her friend inquired. "Because you don't have to tell if you don't want to. I respect and trust you enough... hell, I'd be worried if I didn't."

"….Need..." She squeaked out.

"Ancestors guide me..." Reni sat her friend down and took a seat next to her.

"R-rem-remember when we first took a shower here, and I said I'd go thank Damon for saving us, from certain death after helping us with our immune system?" She asked Reni.

"I recall. It's only been half a month."

"…. I slept in his room..." She started to say.

"I'm aware."

"That's not all... I..he...He made me his... I doomed our species..." She whimpered out.

Reni had a dark look over her face. "I'm going to castrate him. With a rusty fork."

"H..he was... bigger than any of the Quarians' on our biology reports, you know the old data pads, showing Quarian physiology? " She asked Reni. "He...he was nine... maybe ten inches." Ali shivered remembering that night.

Despite not wanting to, Reni ended up questioning how his brother stacked up. "Hold up. You're making it sound like he raped you. How do you know his exact size?"

Ali swallowed her dry saliva shaking her head rapidly."Because he went up in to my...errm, womb... Oh Keelah.." She had trouble breathing. Ali nearly collapsed again just remembering Damon.

Reni took out her knife and started to stalk to the garage. "I'll be back."

Ali's eyes widened trying to stop her best friend. "W-wait, don't do that! He saved us!" She cried out attempting to dissuade Reni, but Reni was ignoring her making her way to the Garage.

In the Garage, Damon and Shad were talking to each other. "Phantom really? You're going to hit a fucking party, with my associates who are about to hit the same fucking place... Shad, this is too close to home." Damon tried to Persuade his brother to not take this operation.

"I already have my plan set, I even accounted the fact that you guys might drop by," Shad sighed, hating that this was happening. "I just wish I didn't have to."

"Listen, the crew here is looking to hit this gang and annihilate it, wipe it off the fucking planet, they don't intend to go empty handed." He tried to warn his brother that the Tenth Street Reds were hoping for the motherlode of treasure hits.

"Damon... I want to pull out, I really do... but there's a couple problems..." Shad pulled up the vid feed for Mindoir's news network. There was currently a story that a calling card was sent earlier that day. "I literally sent the thing this morning. Second, I might have promised Reni vengeance on the fucker if she agreed to help me with this. Killing him is easy, he isn't exposed that way. My way? I expose him and leave him penniless to the media sharks."

"Yeah but it's going to be bloody, I'm just fucking warni—" The door swung open. "YOU!" Reni pointed at Damon, with Ali on the ground dragging her feet. "Damon I'm sorry!" Ali cried out. "….Uh... Shad do me a favor... get Ali out of here, because I feel like I'm going to get my head chewed off..." Damon wanted Ali out of the Garage quickly.

"On it," the thief nodded immediately, picking her off the ground and carrying her out though the house door.

"You...uh seem mad?" Damon asked Reni.

Reni planted her knife in the wall next to his head. "Give me one reason not to castrate and kill you right now."

Damon blinked several times in confusion... then he began to chuckle. "Oh...hahaha! That's cute!" Damon held his sides hearing that.

"You raped my best friend!" She growled. "Nothing about this is funny!"

"I did what?" Damon asked her, in confusion.

She started to play the conversation between her and Ali. "You took her against her will and impregnated her... I should kill you where you stand."

"What?" He asked her. "I did no such thing! You little uh... I got nothing with a nick name..." Damon stated trying to think of something.

"Forget about that... she is totally broken because of what you did," the aggressive quarian seethed.

Meanwhile...

Shad was massaging Ali's shoulders. "So... and I was like saying to her, that she shouldn't kill him, as she misunderstood the entire thing... and... I'm rambling here aren't I?" She asked as he was getting the stress out of her shoulders.

"Fucking hell, Ali... you need to grow a backbone or something," he sighed. "You realize one of us needs to talk them down before things get ugly, right?"

"I don't think it's going to escalate to something like that, Damon isn't going to attack her." She mentioned.

Shad looked at her with a skeptical look. "I was mainly talking about your friend. I've known her for all of two weeks, and I already know she's out for blood right now." The thief sighed and removed his hands.

"Then we shouldn't worry, it's not like she's going to hurt Damon right?" She asked him.

"No... but I expect her to have a broken arm because of it," he sighed, heading back to the garage.

"Wait Shad... I need to tell you something...I haven't told Damon yet...to scared..." She whimpered as he turned around to face the shaking Quarian.

"What?" He sighed, stopping short of the door. "Did he get you pregnant or something?" Ali remained silent for a moment before nodding to his guess. "Oh, for fucks sake."

Back in the Garage...

Reni tackled Damon against the wall. "Hey ow, quit it!" Damon snapped trying to pull her off of him.

"You will die for taking her innocence!" Reni shrieked.

Damon groaned as he picked her up, holding her up in the air. "Easy girl!" Damon said shaking her as he held her up in the air with his strength.

"Reni, calm down," Shad sighed placing a hand on her shoulder. The quarian shrieked at his sudden appearance and dropped his brother.

While distracted and to prevent any more attacks on himself, Damon quickly grabbed two zip ties tying it around her wrists together in a make shift hand cuff. "There..." Damon said to Reni so she wouldn't attack him unprovoked.

"Let. Me. G-"

"Ren, please calm down," Shad soothed, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"No! He raped my friend!" She snapped at Shad. "I did not!" Damon barked at Reni.

"He didn't," the thief confirmed. "Ali said it herself. "

"B-Biased! He's your brother and your defending him!" She accused Shad of being biased.

"I could say the same for you," he countered. "Ali is practically your sister, and in your eyes, anyone who takes her is at fault for raping her."

Reni attempted to ram her head in to Damon's chest, while Damon moved his right hand on top of her head. "Jesus..." Damon groaned seeing she wasn't giving in.

"Ren!" Shad shouted, an authority Damon didn't hear before present in his tone. "Calm the hell down already."

"Shad! For fuck sakes take her over your knee!" Damon barked as he picked her up throwing Reni to Shad, nearly throwing him over the work bench.

"Look, I'll talk it out with her, but getting into some kink you might be into is not on my to do list," the thief sighed.

"What spanking works, as discipline..." Shad could see the troll face on Damon even if he was a master at hiding it.

"Not happening. Come on Reni, we need to talk this out... and you," Shad pointed at his brother as he dragged the quarian to the door, "need to have a talk with Ali before she has a panic attack."

"Wait, wait! We're not done talking Shad!" Damon remembered the raid on the thugs who were hired.

"With Reni trying to attack you the entire time?" The thief questioned.

Damon threw a stasis on her. "Now?" Damon asked him.

"… Tough, but fair," Shad nodded. "So, what is it you need from me in regards to... that?"

"I'm going to be straight with you, you need to back off, it's going to be bloody and I doubt it's going to be a get in and get out, there's going to be chases, shootings, and explosions." Damon warned his brother.

"Don't tempt me," Shad joked before adopting a serious look. "Damon. I'm going to level with you. We both know I've faced tougher odds and circumstances."

"It's just a warning..." Damon patted his brother's head, before turning to Reni. "I wouldn't recommend following me to my room and trying to kill me, I will 'Punish' you for it, or just call Shad in to punish you for attempting to kill his favorite brother." Damon warned Reni.

"Go to hell..." She seethed.

"Oh gee willikers, thank you mighty human for saving me, so I didn't choke on my own mucus and drown because I got sick, Thank you both for saving me from certain doom, I love you Shepards! Thank you for giving me and my friend a house, food in my belly and a warm bed to sleep in." Damon rubbed the facts in her face, in a mocking tone.

"Alright, both of you, calm down," Shad sighed. "Damon, I know she's being a bit difficult, but swallow your pride for like... ten seconds like I get her out of here. Please?" He picked her up like a bride or princess, forcing her entire face to turn red.

"Nighty night Ren." Damon said as he snapped his fingers taking off her stasis.

"NEVER! Call me that..." She growled. Shad raised a hand to silence his brother, well aware that he himself called the quarian Ren more than once.

"I'll see you in a bit, bro," the thief sighed, bringing her back to the storehouse.

"No problem, I'm going to grab some pizza, thinking about grabbing Nikki, what do you want?" Damon asked his brother.

"Small cheese."

"What does Renny want? " Damon chuckled waiting for a reaction from her.

"I feel like you said that differently... but I'll have a 'burger' since I've been told its pretty good," she responded.

"I'm getting pizza, unless you want me to change the whole routine and get burgers tonight?" Damon asked his brother, opening the Garage door.

"Get her hamburger or sausage pizza," the thief responded. "Hell, just get a half cheese half... you get the point."

Damon huffed putting on his biker helmet, turning on the radio.

I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell

Damon gave his brother a thumbs up, as he started the engine and gunned it. "Erica, contact friend list Nikki Wong." Damon told his VI as he sped away from the ranch.

"Acknowledged," the VI responded, calling his best friend.

"Hey, Damon," the woman said, answering the call almost immediately.

"Hey so you should be closing the store for the night, I'm getting dinner for the Fam, want to come over?" Damon asked Nikki.

"Fam? When did you start talking street?" She laughed. "But since you're offering, yeah. I'm down. What're you getting?"

"Well a while ago, and it looks like pizza tonight." Damon said over the comm.

"Oooo, you're getting my favorite, right?" As she asked him excitedly, there was a sound of a lock engaging.

"You know it, now be by the front of your store, I'll pick you up." Damon ordered her as he turned a corner nearing her street.

"Just locked up," she replied. "I'll just be here. Sitting on the curb. Alone. In the dark."

The roaring mass effect engine could be heard as Damon slowed down the bike. "Catch!" Damon said tossing her a bike helmet. The clothes shop owner caught it almost flawlessly, fumbling slightly as she tried to get up in the process.

"Thank you," she chirped, taking a seat behind him on his bike while she put the helmet over her dyed purple hair. "Now let's get some dinner!"

Damon gunned the engine again as he sped off. "So... what do you think with this situation with our new house guests?" Damon asked Nikki, keeping concentrated on the road.

"They look a little weird, but not bad on the eyes."

"Weird?" Damon asked his friend.

"Not every day you see a suitless quarian. And you're damn lucky I'm your best friend. Anyone else would have brought this straight to the media."

"…. Yeah... uh listen... One of the Girls... Ali came to my room the night I saved her... Well one thing led to another..." Damon tried to explain.

"Let me guess, horn dog. You two bumped uglies?"

"If that means we fucked then yeah..." Damon retorted.

Despite the dull pain in her heart, she kept her cool and responded. "Well hey, just make sure you remember to give me a bit of attention if you two actually hook up."

"Well about a relationship... I don't know if it was serious or not, but it was what it was... besides I just met her two weeks ago, it's not like I knew her my whole life like you." Damon pointed out.

Nikki smirked and poked his arm jokingly. "Like a certain purple haired babe?"

"Possibly..." Damon smirked as he heard her mention herself.

"Hey, you ordered beforehand, right?" She asked as they pulled up to the place.

"Nope." Damon laughed as he pulled over to the parking lot.

The shop owner dismounted the bike and pulled off her helmet, staring at him with unamused green eyes. "I'm pulling up a hologame to play if you aren't joking. And I'm not letting you play with me."

"Well I was hoping we'd talk for a bit, while we wait for dinner. I'm getting the garlic sticks and sauces with it." Damon reminded her.

"Hell yeah! Alright, I'll find us a seat, you order!" Nikki rushed in and took a booth for the two of them.

Parking the bike Damon locked in place, hopping of the bike and placing the helmet on the bike. Damon moved in to the Pizza Palace. "Welcome," the store VI greeted him as he walked through the door.

"Hey Damon," the employee greeted him and began to tap at his console. "The usual?"

"We're feeding a household plus this time, so make sure you get one cheese for my brother." Damon asked. "Extra Large, Garlic sticks and dipping sauce, Combo, meat lovers with extra sauce. And you guys still do that special?" He asked the employee.

"Technically no, but I'll make an exception," the employee replied, tapping his console a few more times. "Done. We'll have it ready in ten."

"Thanks Kay." Damon gave him a pilot's two fingered salute as he made his way over to Nikki.

"So, what did you wanna say?" She asked him, drumming her fingers on the table.

"….I, hmmm..." Damon thought of something... "I'll have to talk to you in private for it..." Damon winked his left eye to her.

"So... games for the next ten minutes then?" She asked with a giddy tone. "I got a deal or no deal sim if you're up for it."

"…. Nikki, what's with that Notice thing on your window for your store... what's going on?" He asked her.

"Which one? The sales one or did you see something else?" Nikki asked him. "Because we are doing personal pattern things for about... thirty percent off?"

"Pending Investigation..." Damon said as he grabbed her hands.

"… can we talk about this later?" She asked him. "Or never? It's a personal matter."

"I just want to know, if it's financial, I can help you.." Damon encouraged her to tell him.

Nikki sighed and looked him in the eye. "At your place. In private. I could get in a lot of trouble."

"Alright... You know I'm just worried for you.." Damon rubbed her hands.

"I know," the shopkeeper smiled. "But I could be in serious trouble if someone overhears it."

"Alright, my room later tonight." Damon said as he sat quietly in the corner seat by the window.

"Pizza's done!" Kay shouted to them, placing their boxes on the table.

Damon activated his Omni-tool which lit up a bright orange. "Thanks Kay, I left a few extra for a tip." Damon said transferring the credits to the store.

The two chatted about other nonsense as they made their way home. Shad cracked the front door open as they approached, looking a bit more flushed than usual. "Took some fighting, but I calmed her down enough that she won't murder you. Can't help any venomous looks she gives you though," the thief reported, nursing a nasty gash on his arm. "She got me good though."

"Well I got Pizza, so hopefully she won't stab me in the back..." Damon joked as he was carrying the boxes of pizza into the house.

"I'd offer to help but blood doesn't go good with pizza."

Damon laughed hearing that. "Oh, what happened to your medi-gel?" Damon taunted placing the several stacks on the table.

"I was about to crack the regular stuff open when I saw you coming back in... it took that long."

"Hey Shad..." Nikki said to Damon's younger brother.

"Hey, Nikki," he waved, heading upstairs. "Save a couple slices of cheese for me. And a soda." Shad shut the door to his room a moment later.

Seeing that Damon turned to Nikki, reaching for the plates on the countertop. "What was that?" Damon asked Nikki pulling out the plates.

"Shad... well, he knows about what's happening, but I asked him to not go to you about it... I'm not saying much, but it involves the Reds. You know him. He's a mini Shadow Broker, only he doesn't sell his info."

Glass shattered in Damon's hands causing blood to leak from his right hand. "Come again?" Damon asked Nikki.

The shop owner sighed and finished setting the plates. "I guess now's safe enough. The Reds have been selling shit around my store and the authorities think they've been paying me to keep quiet. They've been going through my accounts and what goes on a bit closer since then, and if they get evidence... I think you can finish that ugly picture."

"So how does Shad fit in this?" Damon asked seeing she was now under pending investigation.

"He's the one who explained what was going on with a little digging. At first, I didn't know what the hell the notice was for myself. I asked Shad to investigate and, well... here we are."

"He's not doing this for free is he?" Damon asked her with skepticism.

"No, he's not, but his price was a little weird this time. He wanted some cloth for some reason, not even close to what he usually wears, so maintenance is out. The most expensive thing he asked for was a suit of all things."

"So he's not making you target people and raising prices?" Damon asked her.

"… No, he's not," she answered honestly.

"…." Damon remained silent as he saw holes in her story. "Fine." Damon said dropping it for now, as he sat at the table.

"The hell is that?" Reni asked, walking in to see what the smell filling the house was. She was sporting multiple bruises on her arms and even one under her cheek.

"The fuck happened to you?" Damon snapped approaching her as he cupped her cheeks looking at her face.

"I'm assuming Shad told you he had to fight me down to keep me from killing you?"

"He hit you?" Damon asked her.

"In his defense, I cut him first."

"In his defense he shouldn't lay a fist on you..." Damon retorted.

Reni suppressed a scoff, remembering how most social ques went. "Look. I get where you're coming from. But it was more of sparring it out and things got out of hand."

"It doesn't matter I could neutralize you with out giving you bruises and blood leaking from you." Damon explained.

"Blood?" She asked. Damon gripped his napkin on the table wiping her nose. "… he hit me in the cheek to prevent that. Apparently, he has a better right hook than I thought."

Nikki turned to Damon. "You can Neutralize her with out hitting her?" She asked seemingly interested in that ability.

"I'm with Nikki on this one. I was freaking furious," Reni nodded.

"Look, just hit me and I'll show you." Damon sighed as he looked down at her.

"I'd rather not. I'm tired and hungry. Besides, I've worked out most of my agtression."

"Trust me you don't even have to throw a real punch." Damon egged her on.

"Fine," Reni sighed and threw a half hearted punch at him.

Damon grabbed her right arm moving behind her, as he ignited his red aura moving his right finger up her spine causing her to fall back in to his arms. "Neutralized." Damon said to Nikki.

"That works. But is that specific to you?" Nikki questioned.

"Biotics can mess with the neural receptors of the spine, heart, lungs, and muscles. I only … numbed out her muscles."

"That doesn't answer my question. Can Shad do that too?"

"Yes, that's why I said 'Biotics' not my biotics." Damon said seeing his biotics were more raw and unhinged.

"Huh. I thought a 'the' at the start of that and... You know. Assumptions."

Damon moved his right hand back up Reni's spine with his red aura reversing the tampering. "All of that felt wrong," she shivered.

"Same effect, less blood... Now hold still." Damon said as he moved his right hand over her face, the aura reducing the swelling, and ruptures of skin from contact.

"I think the point of doing what he did was for me to work things out," she sighed. "Doing that technic when I was like that probably would've gotten more pissed."

"Hold still..." Damon reminded her, as he was healing her wound.

"Fine..." The quarian sighed. "Where'd your brother learn to fight? If I'm going to sit here, I might as well listen to something."

"I don't know, but that move was intended to hurt you..." Damon said moving his hand lower to her neck.

"Good. I was shooting to kill. Anything less wouldn't have made me stop."

Damon moved his left hand, summoning a red electrical dagger, plunging it in to the table. "Now why did you have to bring that in to the conversation?" Damon asked Reni.

"Because I was being honest," she answered unperturbed.

"….You tried to shoot my brother?" Damon asked her.

"No gun. Knife. He... I'm actually not sure if he'd be able to get in close or not, he's fucking fast."

"Let me give you a little piece of advice... you come at me... or him with a knife, I'll paralyze you for a week." Damon warned her.

"Relax, I doubt it'll happen again," she sighed. "I was pissed off because Ali explained what happened poorly. To be fair, you would've been worse than me if Jane made it sound like someone raped her."

"… hate to pick sides, but she has a point," Nikki winced.

Damon's red eyes began to dim to a slight glow. "Please leave my family out of this, thank you..." Damon asked Reni.

"There really is no difference," she replied. "Ali is basically my little sister. The only thing separating us is blood."

"There is... big difference... I asked you to leave them out of this conversation." Damon warned her again.

"And I will. It was just an example." Reni fingered at where her wound was and found nothing. "Nice. Good substitute for medi-gel."

"It was a poor example." Damon said bluntly as he dished up his pizza waiting for the others to get down.

"But it got the message through none the less."

"Tell me in a world where I just saved you two, why in Hell? Would I rape you? Where does that make sense?" He asked Reni, pouring himself a drink.

"I'm a paranoid bitch. I was half tempted to sleep in a damn box when you two gave the offer to sleep here."

"I'm a paranoid bastard, with people hunting me and wanting to take me to Thessia to live there to be researched and experimented on." Damon retorted.

"Fair. Rougher than a krogan's skin, but fair. My point is, there was a number of scenarios that went down in my mind, only one of them good. And I got angry. I'll own up to it."

"Heads up, you're looking at one Human who loves your people and sees you were wronged by the Council... If I was some foul Mercenary I would've taken you both and enslaved you like those fucking Batarians." Damon poured Nikki a glass of his Pepsi.

Reni sighed and popped open a pizza box, taking a slice with meat on it. "I'm not some philosophical nut, but what part about sentient life is rational? The majority of us were brought into existence on random chance. Our minds? Even more complex."

"Pffft Team Humanity for the win, bring it in Nikki.." Damon said as he brought up his right fist.

As Nikki brought her own to Damon's, Reni only had one question. "Umm... what and why?"

"A lot of us humans think we have psychology to a tee, that might have something to do with it," Shad droned, taking a seat next to Reni and a slice of cheese. "Outside of that? No clue."

"Yeah we're nothing but Adaptable, you got some Turian fucks that thought they could beat us to submission, then got their asses handed to them." Damon pointed out.

"He... Isn't wrong," Shad nodded. "Honestly, the closest race I can equate to humans is the quarians and krogans adaptability wise."

"Krogans, Humans, and Quarians, wronged by the fucking council." Damon lifted his drink up. "Pampered assholes, in their ivory towers, looking down on the lessers, I say fuck' em." Damon drank his pepsi. "Our time will come, when the Galaxy will be in our grips."

"Amen," Shad grinned, thinking back to the majority of his heists.

"Praise Jesus!" Damon added.

"And every other thing out there," Shad smiled, as Reni looked confusedly at his brother. She knew the basis of Christianity, but not everything.

"Damon, you better be praising Jesus in a prayer!" Hannah yelled from up stairs. Damon flinched hearing his mother. "I am! …. You fire breathing dragon..." He murmured to himself.

"You know, I always questioned... why do you say gods instead of God?" Nikki asked Shad.

"He's a Heathen! .. uh I mean Agnostic..." Damon joked.

"I just think every species has their own point," he sighed. "Think about it. If God were the only power and they didn't believe in them, where do they go? Striaght to hell over something they have no control over?"

"I'm traditionalist, God created everything including the Galaxy and made us in his own image, laws were established, his son died for our sins... all that stuff, and how do you deny the evidence on Earth? I mean remember the leak you found of the Arc of the Covenant, that they stole?" Damon asked Shad about the Arc of the Covenant in the Citadel Archives.

Shad nodded and continued to eat his pizza. "Thankfully, I believe in God regardless. I'm not about to doubt occult stuff."

"Our God is merciful...but scary as fuck... you should read what he's done with his wrath..." Damon remembered all the punishment the story has told him.

"Plagues, a deluge, other things..."

"Famine, Floods, wars, burning sulfur of hale." Damon added on.

"I'm not trying to diss the guy, but didn't his son have to rebel to give us free thought?" Shad asked. "Or was that the snake?"

"What? No Adam and Eve bro, Eve tricked Adam in eating the fruit of Knowledge and power." Damon replied.

"Wasn't that Satan who tricked Eve who convinced Adam?"

"The Snake in the garden was cursed to be legless and armless." Damon added on.

"I'm lost," Reni sighed.

"I don't blame you, you weren't raised on Christianity," Nikki nodded, patting the alien girl on her shoulder. "How's the pizza?"

"Good," the quarian smiled. "Way better than shit nutrient paste. Probably not as healthy, but to hell with it."

"Yeah but the stories still keep going, and going, and going... shit I'm just waiting for the fucking end times to happen... or go on a fucking Crusade, Deus Vult mother fuckers!" Damon cheered eating his food.

"Is your... brother... an uh... extremist?" Reni asked Shad.

"Borders on it," Shad nodded. "He isn't about to slaughter in god's name like the romans."

"If by extremist, you mean God fearing, Pro Human, all that stuff... Then yes.. Haha..." Damon raised his glass, while Ali came down stairs next.

"Honestly? What makes the other races so different from us?" Shad asked.

"Besides their Heresy?" Damon joked again.

"They have their assholes, their good people, beliefs and everything. The only thing about us is that we are harder to predict at times."

"I don't know, hey Reni, how many Turians came to your aid during the Morning War?" Damon asked Reni.

"I'm not adding to this," she replied, raising her hands.

"Okay, see? Neither the Asari, Turian, or Salarian, lifted a fucking finger... Apathy." Damon grabbed his necxt slice.

"Neither did humans," Shad pointed out.

"Uh... we weren't here... that was three hundred years ago... so your argument is invalid." Damon threw a plastic cup at Shad's head.

"All I'm saying, is that I'm treating any alien like a human until they prove I shouldn't... except batarians. Fuck the majority of them."

"Humans are the best, in all ways and merciful and very vengeful creatures, which we will be reminding a Galaxy of snobs, and pricks." Damon added into his point of theory.

"Then riddle me this, Damon. What about present company?" Shad nodded to Ali and Reni. "They sure as hell aren't human. Where does that leave them?"

"Oh sure, you mean the outcasted, wrong species who were left to die, and unable to colonize because they were threatened, beaten? Called racial slurs? against he very fuckers who were their allies?" Damon asked.

"So... you're saying humans are the best, yet defend the quarians and krogans at the same time?"

"We're the underdogs of this Galaxy, welcome to the mile high club." Damon stated.

Shad sighed and tried to think for a moment. "I'm not saying that we're not the best. I'm saying there's exceptions."

"Then riddle a question ye Riddler, Turians tried to Subjugate us, Batarians are trying to enslave us, Asari, are acting like stripper bitches who think they know more, and Salarians are still wanting to spy on us." Damon gave his point of view.

"But did they all want to? Hell, we've been doing that amongst each other for centuries. What makes us so different other than a motive and means?"

"Hello Human History 101, ever hear of the atrocities that never made it after the first launch? Nazi Germany? USSR? The Collation of Corporate Mercs?... well sort of I mean Mercenaries are still around... But the fact of the matter all I'm saying is we have advanced way more in a civilized manner, then these yahoos ever could, all I see is how to stab their friends in the back, and murder their associates." Damon mentioned the Geth rebellion and the Krogan Rebellion.

"Fair. But that doesn't mean they can't too."

"How long are they going to argue philosophy?" Jane asked, sitting between Shad and Damon.

John sat down next to Reni. "You know the two, they tried to prove one point or another, Shad shifts to Damon's opinion but Damon's opinion keeps expanding..." John explained to his twin sister.

"Well, this is something I don't intend to budge on," Shad replied. "This is one of my core beliefs."

"All I'm saying once the Parliament gets its ass together, and Terra Firma takes over, independence from the Citadel Council... Freedom." Damon put emphasis on the word Freedom.

"But that'll take a while, and I'm not about to shut myself off from a friend, no matter the race... okay, maybe not batarian."

"Batarians suck!" Damon snapped. "Amen to that." Alan agreed as she sat down in his seat.

"Hey, I said it too. Don't know why you're fighting me on it," Shad chuckled jokingly.

"I just got in." Alan grabbed a bud lite. "Mom what's your opinion on the Council?" Damon asked his mother.

"Philosophy and politics again?" She asked nonchalantly.

"Well not really, just your mindset on them, I mean the Alliance has no purpose sacrificing our own fleets to make them feel safer and dictate terms." Damon explained to his mother.

"It's what humans have done for a while, with or without the discovery of mass effect."

"Yeah but think of it like this... do you think it's smart to put a collar and leash on our necks? We ain't dogs... " Damon argued.

"But aren't we?" She asked. "We just got mass effect ourselves. … think of it like this. Would you trust a dog that just came into the house right off the bat? No. Why? You don't know what it'll do."

"Hannah you didn't just say that..." Alan sighed as he was a cold warn torn Marine.

"I'm just saying, I can understand the caution. The measures taken are a little rash though."

"Okay kids, history lesson... World War Two... we dropped a bomb on Hiroshima and Nagasaki were the two cities were dropped the first Nuclear Bombs, we thought we would've ignited the Earth's atmosphere... we didn't, we take risks and keep going and going, and going... God's watching out for us and he's not going to abandon us to well the Galaxy... I don't believe it."

"I remember that," Shad recalled. "Building on your point, it was because germany was so oppressed in the first place that Hitler was able to sway them so easily. People were desperate and looked to him since he promised a better life."

"Nazi Germany was actually building the Hydrogen Bomb, luckily we got a Atom bomb first and blew up his facility, with Commandos, funny story." Alan reminded him.

"Yeah, trust me, I know that much. I've been revisiting some old games and picked up Wolfenstein. Not a bright future."

"I just think the Systems Alliance needs to take a more... sneaky approach and build up our forces away from their eyes, Fleets, defenses... I mean raise of hands how many do you think the Turians on the Council is doing that behind their backs, and they're turning a blind eye?" Damon asked everyone.

Shad's hand shot up immediately. "I uh... Know a few things. Whether it's for us or someone else is up to debate, but you aren't wrong regardless."

Hannah's next were to rise with her Husband. "No doubt." Alan agreed with his sons. "I bet they're going to 'Orchestrate' some sort of expansion in the Attican Traverse, and force the Batarians to fight us to test us, and with our forces decimate... the Council will offer 'Help'." Damon pointed out.

"Yeah, um... Batarians aren't as strong as you think on their own," Shad chuckled.

"No they'd bring in the Pirates, Slavers, mercenaries, Warlords... they're all with the Hegenomy." Damon added.

"Like I said. On their own. I said nothing about outside groups. But we have as good a hand in those areas as them, so..."

"How are you aware of this, Shad?" Hannah asked curiously.

"I keep an ear to the extranet, things get leaked all the time," he answered. "Bottom line, if we hit their home, they'd be a paper tiger in a hurricane. And not the eye."

"That's... A rumor, you think they'd actually let that happen, and not bribe for intel to 'leak' out, and give it an excuse for an invasion?" Damon asked his brother, seeing the Batarians were tenacious.

"Things happen," Shad shrugged. "Corporate espionage, spys, all that stuff."

"Mom?" Damon asked his mother. "There was an...operation, the Batarians found a... derelict ship, they called it Leviathan of Dis." Hannah informed them.

"Oh yeah... that." Shad discretely tapped his omni tool, writing down an idea for his next mark.

"If that black operations ever got out to the Council... we could face serious repercussions." Hannah mentioned to the family.

"I'd bet money on them asking us to help," Shad laughed. "Seriously. I'm all for giving other races a chance, but our military is already recovering from the best in the galaxy. The one we repelled."

"Pfft Neutered, we didn't stop after Shanxi..." Damon reminded his brother that the Alliance struck to cripple, before the Council intervened.

"Point. But they aren't sitting on their asses either," the thief countered. "Now enough about boring stuff. Let's get to actually enjoying or food. But, I will end with this. If the Council is the worst of the races in it, what will that say about the human that joins them? If Udina, I'm pretty sure I'm going to throw up."

"I don't know, Udina seems to be doing a good job, trying to get our colonies away from slaver eyes." Damon added in.

"Power does shit to people. Trust me, he gets on the council, he'll get too ambitious and do something rash."

"Hey as long as he gets us somewhere, but we're not even in that area, we just have a fucking embassy... I want out." Damon said as he put his dish in the sink.

"… I didn't say anything wrong, right?" Shad asked the table a little nervously.

"But have you asked yourself, what if the Power corrupts absolutely was all crap, and the people were just insane?" Damon asked. "I mean look at Hitler? He blamed the Jewish, the Europeans, the anyone he didn't like."

Shad let out an internal sigh of relief. His brother wasn't pissed off at him. "That's true. But still... don't like the look in his eyes when he talks politics. Too... eager."

"It's his job, he's an ambassador... Well I hope you all enjoyed my generosity, of Pizza." Damon told everyone before washing his hands.

"Thanks, bro! Next time, I'm buying!" Shad shouted after him.

Gods know I have more than enough to feed us fancy crap for a decade if I quit now. Along with getting us a mansion. And anything we want.

Talk about a prologue! Hey Demon Shepard fans, Starknight'Renegade here! Now I'm probably going to be yelled out for this... but yes... this is the Official remake of Chronicles of Demon Shepard. Much more jam packed action, lewdness, a new beginning for Demon and his family. As you can see we're up by 24 k words. Hell of a start huh? Well anyways sit back and enjoy the series also a huge round of applause for my co-writer, as he recently became a fan of the series.

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Heya there everyone! Been a bit since we updated, huh? Well between hecktic scheduling at my own work place (no set hours), other fics and another co writer whos availability is less so than Starknight and I, it's been a bit harder to finish up chapters. But, from what I understand... well, know since I helped with the revamp, Damon has a new brother, the second eldest, Shad. His strategy is more trickery and tactics based rather than brute force with tactics like Damon. Biotics for him will be explained further, but to be frank, he is the smartest person in the family. Hands down. And that'll show in his biotics. Also, a bit of a self-loathing, sadistic mad man, but that's for another chapter. But, despite that, he does have morals and standards. They're just slightly more refined that Renagade. But hey, you'll all be learning about that soon enough.

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