I wrote this when all these thoughts were forming in my head while commuting to work. I change a little bit of actual dialogue to fit the story. Let me know if I should continue. My english ain't that good, so go easy on me, grammar police.
I frowned as I looked upon the datapads laid out in front of me. A headache is slowly creeping onto me.
Just how much data do they need me to run through for the System Alliance Council to be convinced that the Reapers are really coming? And how long are they going to ground me? Every second that I stay here locked in this room could have been used to gather forces to prepare for the impending reaper attack.Innately, I understand that keeping me under strict surveillance is for the sake of protecting me from possible Batarian assassins,not to mention the suspicion that I’m still working for Cerberus. I sigh as I toss away the datapad onto the floor and lie down onto the bed. I close my eyes to try to ward off this headache.
These headaches seems to get more frequent, the high pitch noise that no one seems to be aware of
kept buzzing in my ear. What’s wrong with me?As if to confirm my thoughts, a high pitch beep from the datapad forced me to open my eyes.
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Maybe Miranda managed to sneak an email through and trying to bust me out?’ I smiled. ‘
how can that even be possible?’I fumble for the datapad and tab for the inbox.
‘Hey Commander. Thought I might come down to see you today – if they let me. Here’s hoping.
–Kaidan’I immediately got up from bed and I reread it many times to ensure that I’m not hallucinating.
Kaidan…I haven’t get to see him at all ever since I got incarcerated when I landed on Earth. They took away Normandy and everyone else from me and locked me up here. The top brass even refused to let anyone whom I know to visit me; not even Anderson, for fear that I passed along any type of information. As I reminisce the old times, the difficult decision on Vimire, the night before Ilos, even the painful encounter at Horizon, I walk towards the floor length window and let my eyes absent-mindedly wander upon a young boy playing in a backyard.
Kaidan… I wonder if he could be as carefree as the boy if he wasn’t born a biotic? Hell, if I’m just a normal civilian and not out-to-save-the-galaxy Commander Shephard? I really miss him.
My train of thought immediately got interrupted by the beep from the door and James walked in. He mentioned about the council finally wanting to see me and led me to Anderson. I feel so relieved. Not to say James isn’t a good man and all, it’s just good to finally see a familiar face.
“Major Alenko.” I overheard Anderson calling when I was shaking hands and saying goodbye to James. When I turn around, I see the guy that I cared the most in this galaxy. As I walked towards them, I took in every little bit of detail of his face. I frowned a little as I notice how his hair has turned a little white at the side. Has stress taken a toll on him?
“Major?” I enquired.
“You hadn’t heard?” Anderson replied.
Kaidan looked at me with his beautiful brown eyes, “…Sorry,Shephard. It’s being… well.”
Feeling a little hurt that Kaidan didn’t tell me himself, even over the datapad, I managed to shake off this dull ache in my heart. “It’s okay, just glad... to bump into you, Kaidan.” I managed to say.
The secretary then walked over and informed me that the council is ready to see me. Both me and Major Alenko nod towards each other to acknowledge each other’s presence and I walked away.
This matter can wait.I steeled myself as I walked into the council and tell them the same thing time and time again. It irks me that it takes a true reaper attack to hit Earth for them to finally listening to me.
Does stopping Sovereign and the collectors all being in vain?Before I could finish, a flash of red light beamed towards our direction and I ducked as fast as I could. The impact was huge and I was stunned momentarily. As Anderson pick me up and hand me a gun, my immediate thought went out to Kaidan and the Normandy crew. Luckily, Anderson was with me so he could radio in to check their status. When I heard Kaidan’s voice that he’s safe and on his way to the Normandy, I feel relief washed over me. Now it just remains for me to concentrate and survive.
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When I have ran out of ammo and getting overwhelmingly exhausted from the usage of biotics, hearing Joker’s voice and the familiar engine sound of the Normandy was a godsend. The Normandy fired upon the remaining reapers and Kaidan use this chance to reached out his hand,grabbed it and hopped on. I turned around and try to clear the way for Anderson, but he was adamant not to come on-board.
It pains me to have to leave him behind. As I stared out into the open before the cargo door closed, I chanced upon the little boy I saw earlier getting on-board to the shuttle. When the reaper beam shot it down mercilessly, all I could do was watch…helplessly.
This only helps me to steel my resolve. I must bring back forces to stop this from happening to…everyone. When I walked into the cargo hold, James was immediately berating me for leaving Anderson behind. It took all my strength to restrain myself from hitting him. How could I have not want to stay behind and fight alongside Anderson? I noticed Kaidan looking at me apprehensively, as if he agreed with what James said. The familiar pang of pain that I felt on Horizon.
He still doesn’t believe me? Admiral Hackett’s call came before I could say anymore.
Honestly does it matter if I justify myself to anyone anymore? I have never felt more alone in the world. I laughed at myself innately. If I don't believe in myself now, who will?I willed myself to listen to Hackett and prepare for the mission ahead. I grabbed my N7 armor and proceed to zip myself up.
Mars for the Prothean device. No matter. Whatever it needs to be done to give Earth a fighting chance. With or without their trust.
Modifié par Ilexias, 19 mars 2012 - 12:19 .
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) got some more fluff, huh? 
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