Third person pov
Somewhere in a galaxy one of many species. There lies a human on a rooftop. He wore dark armor boots, his pants had somewhat armor, and an armor chest plate with a dark clock covering his head.
He had military-grade belts with small knives on with ammo.
He was looking at the crowd of people. His eyes landed on a Turian; it was one of many different species. The Turian wore a damaged suit of dark purple with missing mandibles on his face.
He went and grabbed something from his back pulling it out and it transformed into a sniper. He bent down and aimed the weapon at the Turian.
His finger hugs the trigger as he gets more of a clean shot. He goes for the shot but gets startled by a ringing sound causing him to miss.
The Turian looks at the fire shot on the ground. Looking back up at the young man. He started to run away.
???: God dammit!
The young man gets up and chases after the Turian from the roof, keeping a close eye on him.
He clicks on the side of his ear accepting the call that he was receiving.
???: Horrible timing Captain Anderson What do you need?
He aims his sniper at a floating crate and shoots it causing it to fall and block his path.
Turian looks around and sees an alley and runs into it. The young man makes a giant leap nearly missing the roof.
He looks down into the alley and sees him running for the other side. He looks around and sees another alleyway that has nowhere to go.
He aimed again and shot just before he could run out into the opening. Panic he runs down the block alleyway looking back at him.
Anderson: Sorry about interrupting what you're doing but you're just the person I need.
Anderson: I need you to find information on a potential rogue specter who goes by Saran.
The young man jumped down from the roof to the ground. The Turian looks back at where he stood after realizing he has nowhere else to go.
Turian: hey now I'm sure whatever they are paying you I can pay you more just name your price.
???: There is no price for your head and the trash that you are.
The young man grabs a small knife and throws it at him. The Turian moves out of the way dodging it.
Turian: Looks like your luck just ran out
As he turns back to him he sees that the young man has his sniper out and shoots at the knife redirecting it to his head and killing the Turian.
???: On the contrary, yours has.
He heads for the opening in the alley.
???: I will find out what I can.
Anderson: I knew I could count on you y/n
Before heading out he lifted his cloak off his head. Looking around he heads out and blends into the crowd
Timeskip of tali running around on the citadel
Y/n gets off a shuttle looking around to see some of the best that the citadel has to offer: tree, grass, river. He starts to head over to a building across the river
As he walks he accidentally bumps into somebody. Catching himself from falling he turned around to see the person that he bumped into.
Y/n: Sorry about that I didn't...
His eyes land on the nozzle of a weapon aimed at him. The person in front of him was a quarian. Who had some kind of suit damage that had been patched up on her side.
Y/n: Whoa calm down there I'm sorry I didn't mean to bump into you.
The quarian seemed to calm down a bit after he said that to it. The quarian put the weapon away.
???: Sorry about pointing a gun at you. I'm just on edge about some stuff.
Y/n puts his hand out to help her up. She looks at him and then back to his hand. She grabs it and gets pulled up.
She wiped away any dust on her suit and checking, her suit over making sure it was not breach
Y/n: That's understandable especially how the Citadel can look safe but not feel safe. Now you stay safe now
He starts to walk back to the building that he saw earlier. The quarian looks at him for a couple of seconds deciding if she should reach her hand out or not.
She pulls her hand back, grabbing it and pulling it to her chest thinking about something. She remembered that she had somewhere to be and ran off.
Walking into the building he headed to the Volus who was at the reception desk. The volus looks at him as y/n walks towards him.
Y/n: Barla.
Barla: y/n
Y/n: I finished the task you want to be done.
Barla: Oh that's good to hear *heavy breathing* do you have proof of the job
Y/n opens a pouch on his belt and pulls out a photo of the death of Turian and gives it to him.
Barle: Ah yes great work you have done. Here are your credits.
*125,000 sent to your account*
Barle: Is there anything else you need?
Y/n: Yeah there is something that you could help me with I need intel.
Barle: Intel you say what are you looking for entertainment purposes or just information?
Y/n gives a small chuckle and pinchs his nose bridge.
Y/n: As good as that sounds, I need information on a specter named Saren.
Barle:*heavy breathing* Specter Saren you say you are in luck the shadow broker was recently betrayed by Saren.
Barle: he has sent a Krogan after him. Last I heard he was at C-sec Academy.
Y/n: anything else?
Barle: I told you a lot of things and you still want more? Alright, I also heard of a Turian named Garrus, part of C-sec who was looking into Saren.
Y/n: I see then Alright I'll probably look for the turian. How much do I owe you?
Barle: Nothing is on the house because the shadow broker is not happy about him and for finishing the job that I gave you. nobody wanted to do it and you did
Y/n with the information he has now decides to head to the second best place to get information from Chora's Den.
On his way there he stopped by the market area and bought some more supplies he needed. After stocking up he walks into an open car tunnel.
Where the cars fly above you with a walking area to reach other places. Stopping in his tracks he noticed two people blocking the way he came in.
Four more people walked towards him. They all had weapons ready to fire any second. He moved his hand ready for what to happen.
Y/n: Can I help you with something?
Gang members: You sure can to your wallet.
Y/n: Oh I didn't know you guys do donations to the poor.
One of the people who blocked the way he came in was walking slowly toward him.
He makes a loud yell as he tries to stab him with a knife. Y/n moves to the side and reverses the knife swing in the person
He flipped the person over the railing to fall into an empty void of space. Grabbing one of the small knives on his belt he throws it at the last person blocking the way he came, killing him with a headshot
Y/n ran to cover grabbing his sidearm on his leg. Felt a bullet hitting where he stood. Y/n started to slow his breathing, feeling his blood slow down everything going slower than normal.
He jumps up to see the last four shooting where he was there bullets moving slow enough to dodge them he shoots four bullets each hitting the group and killing them.
Y/n: You should have listened to your parents about never bullying a person in a four vs. one fight.
He slides his sidearm back into its hoster. He grabbed their omni tool and took the money they had.
Continuing his way to the den and walking inside he sees the bright purple colors and dancers dancing.
He walks up to the middle which has a bar for drinks, some that he can have and others that would kill his digestive system. He left one of his hands up to signal the bartender.
Y/n: Yo bartender over here
bartender: What can I do for you today, human?
Y/n: You got any human drinks on the menu?
bartender: alcohol, or alcohol-free?
Y/n: I'll take an alcohol-free drink.
He walks over to the side grabs a drink from under the table and brings it over to him.
Bartender: here you go sir, anything else I can do for you?
He grabs the drink and takes a couple of sips.
Y/n: There is something that you can help me with Bartender. Have you heard anything about Spectre that goes by the name Saren?
He grabs a couple from under the table and starts to clean it.
Bartender: can't say that I have. I've only heard rumors about him going rogue.
Y/n: I see how about a Turian named Garrus works for c-sec.
Bartender: I haven't heard of anyone like that around here. Maybe some of the other customers have.
Y/n: Thanks for the tip. Here are some extra for your trouble.
Looking around he goes and asks the other people anything about Turian. He received the same answer from each of them.
Heading back to the bar he put both of his hands on his face showing how tired he was of this.
???: Hey, can I get a drink for my friend here?
The bartender comes back over and drops a cup of water.
He looks up towards the person that asks for a drink for him. It was a Turian. He wore a blue suit with black lines on it and he had a sensor on one of his eyes.
Y/n: Thanks for the drink.
???: It's quite alright. I heard you earlier asking about a Turian that goes by the name Garrus.
Y/n: Yes I have been looking for him.
???: Do you mind if I ask why good sir?
Y/n: Calm down sir I'm not even that old.
???: Ah my bad.
Y/n: As for your question it is because I was asked to look for some information on Spectre called Saren and I heard he might know a thing or two about him.
???: I see it looks like your luck. I happened to know where he was going.
Y/n: I assume that this information is not free.
???: I will happily give it to you since I was planning to go look for him as well. How about we work together to look for him?
Y/n: I see no harm in working together on this so I greatly appreciate this.
???: That's great to hear we should get moving then.
Y/n: Since we are going to work together my name is Y/n.
???: Y/n not a bad name you can call me Archangel.
Y/n: You some kind of bounty hunter?
Archangel: On the contrary, I'm not at all. Come on, we should head out.
Y/n nodded his head agreeing with him. They both get up and head out. Not knowing where to go he just followed Archangel.
They passed by the market seeing the people trading food, water, and tools for different things.
Heading upstairs there was some kind of military person just looking down the stairs. He looked away as if he had no reason to see why to do anything.
Opening the door they enter the high end of the ward—the wealthy shop on this level.
He and Archangel talked a bit about different things going from the weather to what you would do in a situation.
Archangel: All right he should be in the medical shop.
Y/n: you sure he is?
Archangel: I'm not wrong that much of the time.
Moving his hand to open the door he stopped before it would open.
Archangel: What's wrong?
Moving his head a bit closer he listens to the inside hearing some kind of commotion. Hearing a glass break he moves his head away from the door.
Y/n: There are three men in there and one female sounds like she is being threatened.
Archangel: We need to do something then. How do you want to approach this?
Y/n: there is no good way, how about we go in like normal and get a look at the surroundings on my signal you shoot?
Archangel: Alright let's do this.
He was moving his hand to open the door. They slide apart walking in and you see three humans with weapons ready.
Thug1: What the hell
The person grabs the woman and has her turn around towards them.
The surroundings start to slow down everything goes slower. Y/n eyes change to slightly yellow as if they are adapting to time.
Grabbing his sidearm he brings it up to the man's head that is holding the woman hostage. He aims as far as he could do so it would not hurt the woman.
But still hit the man. Shooting the shot it hit the man in his eyes killing him most likely. As his surroundings speed increases. He starts to duck down just as things move back at normal speed.
Y/n: stay hidden miss we will take care of these guys
???: Alright got it!
She ducked over to a table. The two other thugs ran for cover. Looking over his cover y/n sees one of them have a shield on.
Y/n: Yo Archangel you got any disrupter round.
Archangel was using the doorway as cover. Looking at y/n he looks at his round that he has.
Archangel: I don't have any disruptor rounds.
Y/n: Alright then we will have to do it the hard way then.
Looking forward at an object on the table in front of him he sees one of the thugs sneaking up on the left side.
Grabbing his small knife he threw it at an object bouncing it and hitting the man in his leg making him scream.
Archangel peaks from the doorway with his gun and shoots it, killing the thug on the floor.
Thug 3: you fuckers are going to pay for that!
He charges towards them. Y/n getting out of cover runs to the guy tackling him to the ground. He may be protected from bullets but not fall.
Y/n grabs the guy and brings him to his feet as he is delirious. Holding his pistol, he shoots the window. Breaking the glass he pushed him to the window.
When the thug finally realized what was going on it was too late. He was grabbed behind and thrown out of the window.
Y/n: Even a shield can't protect you from death.
Turning around he sees the doctor and Archangel watching him. Archangel gave him a nod of approval and walked over to the doctor. The doctor just stood there from the shocking events.
Y/n starts to head over to the two people in the room.
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Somewhere else a ship was landing on the citadel. As the port side opens revealing three people.
One male and two females. One of the females wore a suit that had words on it.
It spelt N7 on her chest plate along with and red hair.
???: Come on, we got to meet Ambassador Udina at the Citadel Tower.
The two people behind her looked at her as she started to walk away. Looking at each other they jogged to catch up with her.
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