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Underwater (Piper)PiperUnderwater (Piper) by FallenAngelInaYasha
The battle was now nothing more than a distant memory. The physical aches and pains had faded away with the passing of time like most do. But it was the emotional one that hurt the longest, that took the longest to heal. For others it would take longer still.
Piper walked along the familiar ground of Camp Half Blood, circling the training grounds that were eerily quiet for the time of day that it was. Right now young demi-gods were meant to be training, honing their skills to defend themselves when the quest or need arose. But today, the ground was untouched and the equipment abandoned. But not today, today was a day of remembering what was and what could have been. The sad faces of the older campers framed the dining room while the younger ones merely kept a respectful silence. Even Mr. D was wiping away a tear or two as he heavily drank his diet coke. After the silent meal had finished, Piper headed away from the crowds. She didn't want to dwell on the past, all the pain
Fox Shadow chapter 16Disclaimer: I do not own Mass Effect. This belongs to Bioware. Please enjoy.Fox Shadow chapter 16 by FallenAngelInaYasha
Chapter 16: Fighting for...
The vibration ran through the ship like the blood that coursed through his body, like the dull ache that ran through his mind. The presence of another, the flickering image that would always be in the corner of his eye, was just as familiar to him as his own breath. Saren sat in the chair that sat within the centre of the singular room. Walls of metal and cable were the only things that decorated the area. Only the chair existed in this room, this chair and Saren. It was there he would sit, receive his orders, plan his strategies and delve into his own thoughts. The ship would provide him with the necessary equipment needed to plan his attacks and to order the Geth into position via hologram maps and holo computers. But for now, he needed to think. The course of the events appeared in his mind. The council gathered in their usual places, his previous student Anderson standing next t
Fox Shadow Chapter 15Disclaimer: I do not own Mass Effect. This belongs to Bioware. Please enjoy.Fox Shadow Chapter 15 by FallenAngelInaYasha
Chapter 15: First Steps.
The events of a few hours ago still had not settled with Vixen. Her life as a Spectre was now in the public view, she knew the Alliance would now try and use her to their own advantage. Everything was falling into the place where she didn't want them to fall, but she knew that now she had no power to stop anything. As she stood looking out across the skyline of the Citadel, Vixen thought of what might now happen. If the Alliance were nice they might give her supplies to help with the mission given to her but it was more likely they'd give her a pat on the back and tell her 'good luck'. Either way, she was alone.
Huffing, she turned away from her window and walked over to her suitcase that she gave up on trying to pack after she found out the limit of shotguns she could carry was only two.
“I suppose I could buy more and have them shipped to me while I'm...away” Vixen spoke
When everything is wrong, you are right chapter 20Disclaimer: I do not own Mass Effect. This belongs to Bioware. Please enjoy.When everything is wrong, you are right chapter 20 by FallenAngelInaYasha
Chapter 20: Search for the Reaper Killer.
Shepard stared out into the empty blackness above her bed. The twinkling of stars of far off galaxies became nothing more than small dots of fading light as the blue haze of the FTL dust dance across the glass. The effects of the last few battles had taken their toll on Shepard's mind. The 'talk'- if you could call it that - with the Reaper on Rannoch didn't yield much information about the true intentions of the Reapers reasons for 'harvest'.
But also the reasons for Cerberus' involvement, in some ways it made sense in others it didn't. Shepard knew The Illusive Man had his own plans for the Reapers, in wanting to control them, but the attack on the Citadel just seemed random. The questions still bubbled in her mind but she was too exhausted to try and figure out the answers.
She had j