1837: The Lone Wolf Of The Normandy — Chapter 11Posted: August 22, 2017
Hello hello all you patrons! Welcome back to The Lone Wolf Of The Normandy!
Last time Six and Co. cleared out the merc base on Xawin, where Six brutally murderated a krogan battlemaster for no real reason and then whined about the fact that an Alliance Navy officer had been somewhat less brutally murderated beforehand. Then back aboard the Normandy he assaulted a few more hapless crewmen and got out of any punishment by waxing whiny about how ‘orrible his life had been up until that point. Oh, and the good news is that Jorge has managed to be brought up to speed and integrated into Citadel Space without causing anybody any grievous bodily harm, but the bad news is the people he’s not causing any grievous bodily harm to are Blaze Shepard and his special snowflake brigade.
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Chapter 11, then, is called “Mavigon”, which would normally give me some hope that it would be less filled with whining than those “SSV Normandy Part Whatever” chapters if it wasn’t for the fact that any sense of coherent organization or theming is rapidly leaving the ‘fic altogether.
It had been a few hours since Jane’s “confrontation” with Noble Six and since then she had made sure to stay away from him after seeing the…other side to the silent Spartan
“What other side? It’s not like he’s ever stopped being an asshole.”
and learning a bit about his history from Noble Three. She was still trying to come to terms with 290 other super soldiers like Six dying…from what Chakwas had told her before about his augmentations, then the others were child soldiers as well.
“The phrasing of that makes it sound like Six was not a child when inducted into the Spartan program.”
So, basically, Six is the black-ops equivalent of that that one fifty-year-old man who’s always trying to participate in Pokemon matches at the local baseball card store.
However the question remained were they still children when they died or was it only recently?
His parents, friends were all slaughtered in front of his eyes when he was only a child then losing the others in Beta-company, being used as an assassin for whoever his handler was, his entire team aside for James died and all she and the others of the Normandy had done since he had arrived was treat him like shit despite everything he had done for them.
Everything he had done for them, like… treating them like shit.
He had gotten them new weapons,
Which he insists are better than their own in the most condescending way possible even though exactly the opposite should be true…
“… and which are still pea-shooters compared to the gear he’s hoarding for himself…”
hell he had even got them custom armour that had never been seen before and even had her name engraved on it.
“I love how the fact that it’s customized is the big deal here and not how it actually performs in a firefight. Because apparently Shepard never thought to scratch her name on her helmet before now.”
He had helped them all on Eden Prime
By… beating them senseless, mostly.
and all of their missions so far and still she and the others on the Normandy treated him like the plague…
That’s a bit of an unfair comparison. The plague, at least, didn’t have deep-seated issues with women.
her father would be ashamed to call her his daughter.
“Considering that her father had a hand in producing Blaze Shepard, that may not be such a bad thing.”
After putting her ODST armour back on, Shepard left her room getting a salute from the soldiers on the ship that saw her
“Oh, instead of getting salutes from the soldiers on the ship who didn’t see her?”
with Jane nodding back at them as she continued walking through her ship until she reached the elevator, pressing the button, Jane waited until it reached the hanger where she saw Six back at the weapon bench with Three standing by the wall.
“Wrex, Garrus! Suit up you’re coming with me on this mission.”Jane announced to the Krogan and Turian
“Wait, there was a mission?”
I mean, I’d assume there’s a mission because the chapter title is a planet name, but this is the first any of the characters would be hearing about it.
making them both look at her from their places by the wall and the Mako respectfully.”Grab your gear and meet me by the Mako.”The spectre ordered the two before she walked over to the Spartans.
“Noble Three. I would like you to come with me on the mission, I need to evaluate your skills in the field.”The commander said to the sniper of Noble team who moved away from the wall, grabbed his sniper rifle and snapped it to his back before walking over to the Mako, leaving Jane and Logan to themselves.
“Why would she select two dedicated snipers to go on the same mission? It’s not like she knows they’ll be engaging entirely at range or something.”
“Lieutenant.”Jane greeted the Spartan-III commando who continued to clean the pistol he was working on, making Jane release a deep sigh.”Okay…I’ll talk then. I’m sorry for comparing our lives when I known next to nothing about or what you’ve lost in your life….I’m sorry about your family ans Beta-company…”
“So apparently it’s wrong for Shepard to compare her life to Six’s, but it’s totally fine for the story to compare Six’s life to anyone and everyone else’s.”
“You didn’t know them…why would you be sorry?”Six asked blankly to her as he continued to clean each part of the pistol to ensure all of his weapons were in working order for the mission.
Actually, that has always bothered me.
“I-I know, I’m just sorry for what you’ve lost and it wasn’t right for me to compare our lives. Perhaps you could tell me about Beta-company one day?”
“No.”He told her.”Their dead, what would be the point bringing them up?”
“It helps to talk about it….you shouldn’t just bottle it up inside. It not healthy.”
“There nothing to speak about. Their dead and have been for a long time, just drop it.”Six told her blankly. Alpha and Beta-company were all gone now, she nor the others on the Normandy would even know what it was like, just like the Spartan-II’s would never understand what it was to be a Spartan-III. How they got better augmentations, longer training and Mjolnir power armour compared to “their” shitty SPI armour that was crap compared to the Mjolnir power armour.
Oooh, sounds like someone doesn’t want to admit to being a cheap knock-off of the Master Chief…
Oh he could imagine Doctor Halsey face once she found out about “his” program…most probably would look down on them for being inferior to her Spartans, most probably make some snide comment about “her” Spartans being able to survive more then “one” mission.
Or, you know, she might just be angry that the program she masterminded was duplicated by a bunch of stuffed suits without any thought to the serious ethical implications involved in every element of it.
He envied the Spartan-II’s at times, never having to deal with seeing their parents slaughtered in front of them and was simply “taken” instead. In time they would forget about their old lives…the III’s however never forgot, they couldn’t forget something like that, it was an image burnt into their minds, they used it as a focus for their anger and hatred for the Covenant.
But they were taken at the same age! If the IIIs remember being orphaned, the IIs should remember being kidnapped.
“Six?”Jane asked in concern after he was silent for a while after she mentioned Beta-company, maybe she went to far with the questions again.
“Don’t you have a mission, commander?”The lieutenant asked blankly and in a hollow voice making her look at him in concern but knew that he was right and relented.
“You’re right, I should go…maybe we can speak later.”Jane asked him a little hopeful that he would, she didn’t want him to hate her because of what happened earlier between the two. She just wanted to get to know him as he intrigued the first human spectre.
She wanted to show him that he had simply caught the worse side of the Alliance after he attacked their crew members.
“As one typically does.”
The crew of the Normandy saw each other as family, you attacked one of them then you attacked all of them.
“Yeah, and he attacked about twenty, so I for one would not rule out the deployment of an orbital MAC platform.”
Sure they had asked him to hand over all of his equipment but he didn’t need to attack them all so violently even if he was following the orders of Hackett.
Six didn’t say anything to her making Jane frown slightly didn’t say anything else to him and turned away from the lieutenant before she headed towards the Maki where her three crew members were waiting for her with Noble Three and Garrus talking about something.
“Shepard. Beginning you forget about me down here.”Wrex said gruffly to the Commander
Yes, and you accidentally a number of words.
who smirked slightly at the Krogan battlemaster.
Looks like Cerbie’s moving up in the world.
“Sorry, Wrex. I just wanted to see how Noble Six worked in teams….
“Not well, as it turns out.”
I was under the assumption that all his team had died in the Terminus system.”Jane told him.”As you can see that is not the case as we have Noble Three with us now…the Sniper of Noble Team.”
Why does everyone keep calling him that? I mean, yes, that’s his job, but why the capitalization and everything?
“Sniper eh? I’m a decent shot myself?”Garrus said to Jun
Although he doesn’t seem to be very sure of his abilities.
making him turn to look at the Turian and was slightly surprised when he spoke to him due to thinking he would be like Six…a loner.
“Well maybe we’ll just have to see who’s the better shot, Garry.”Jun said in a bored tone getting Garrus to stutter at the name.
“It’s Garrus Vakarian, not Garry.”
“You look more like a Garry if you ask me.”Noble Three commented.”Garry Vakarian, Normandy Turian.”
“Well that‘s… really kind of racist.”
“It’s Garr…..your going to keep calling me that aren’t you?”The Turian grumbled to himself.
getting an amused smile from Jane and a small smirk from Wrex.”Well as nice as it is talking to you all….don’t we have a mission?”
“Yes we do, James.”Shepard stated.”All of you in the Mako, we’ll be approaching our drop point momentarily.”Jane told her team as they all climbed into the Mako,
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Wrex took the gun, Garrus and Jun took 000000the seats on the side and Jane took the wheel as they all waited for the signal from Joker.”Are you prepared to do a Mako drop, James?”Jane asked the Spartan-III.
“Well it’s a little fucking late to be asking that now!”
“Never been in a Mako before.”Jun admitted to the red haired Spectre making her emerald green eyes widen before snapping her head to the sniper of Noble team.
“Never? But there on all Alliance ships….”
“Well we use different vehicles for our operations in the Terminus, such as Warthogs, Scorpions, mongoose….”
“What are they?”Jane inquired never hearing of any of those vehicle names before, nor had the other two by the looks they were giving the Spartan-III.
“Warthog is a Jeep with various guns on the back…depending on which one you use.”Jun told the emerald eyed Spectre.” Most have a M41 light anti-aircraft gun, nicknamed the “Vulcan”. It fires 500 12.7×99 mm armour piercing rounds a minute.”The sniper told the group.
“That’s a weirdly specific piece of information to just be able to spit out whenever.”
Gosh, it’s almost as though the characters’ memories function like some sort of fan-run wiki!
“Bullets again? Why don’t you ever use Mass Effect technology?”Garrus asked his fellow sniper.
“Bullets have more mass…more damage.”Jun said in a bored tone.
“Okay what about the Scorpion?”Jane asked as the group continued waiting for Joker to give then the go ahead.
I guess the wiki didn’t load in time.
“Like the Mako?”Shepard asked him.
“No. It’s bigger…much bigger but slower then your Mako, as it’s top speed is around 33 mph…but what it lacks in speed, it makes up in fire-power…which is always nice.”
“Wait, he admitted that something from my universe wasn’t better than everything from this universe in every conceivable way?”
“Boys and their toys huh?” Jane asked in amusement.
Manchildren and their fanfiction…
“Commander, we’re approaching drop location, opening hanger doors now.“Jokers voice came across the comms, preventing Jun from replying to Jane question.
“Understood, Jeff.”Shepard replied back as she powered up the Mako.”Keep the ship safe for me.”
“Hey! The Normandy’s my baby…not your Commander.“Joker shot back to the first human Spectre
Which makes sense, because having a ship commanding its captain would be weird and raise uncomfortable issues about the role of artificial intelligence. And possibly summon the Department of the Department of Recursion again.
…happy hunting, Jane.”
“So, after this we get another crack at Kat’s driving- because Jun’s is so much better- and we get a point-by-point replay of the fight to recover the outpost there. And for whatever reason, the only one who does anything at all is Wrex.”
Oh, and ‘Alliance heavy turret’ is now not only capitalized and bolded, but also italicized and underlined. At this point, I can only assume that this is because the guns are slowly growing in some sense of cosmic importance, and that the final boss of Mass Effect 1 will not be Soverign but rather an Alliance Heavy Turret flashing every color of the rainbow and accompanied by embedded MIDI and GIFs of fireworks.
“That, and Jun claims their original assignment was…”
to hunt down the Batarians, Krogan, Turians and Asari that threaten humanity and her colony’s.
“… which honestly seems less racist to me than it does weirdly faithful in the good intentions of the salarians, volus, elcor, hanar, and quarians.”
We worked together during our time in the Headhunters.”Jun told the Turian sniper.
“Headhunters?”Jane questioned him never hearing about an organization known as the Headhunters….then again she’d never head of the Spartans until recently.
“Classified.”Three told them all
“Then why did you fucking bring it up?”
So, after that, it’s more pointless breach-and-clear minutiae as they blunder through the mercenary-occupied complex. They loot the facility (and yes, that is the exact word the author uses because apparently we were all in grave danger of forgetting that Mass Effect is, in fact, a video game). Then it’s back up to the Normandy without so much as a how-do-you-do and time for a talk between Logan and Jun about what a crabbypants the former is being.
“And how would I do that?”Six shot back at him.”This entire ship is filled with fools. What did they think I would do when they tired to take my equipment from me?”The Lone Wolf told Jun sarcastically.
“I don’t know, let them look at it like a normal person?”
“I know, I’d of probably done the same thing if they tried to do the same thing to me.”Jun admitted to his fellow Spartan.
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“We’ll just have to try and get along with them until we deal with this Saren.”
“I could care less for this crew.”The Lieutenant scoffed slightly to himself.”If they try to take our equipment from us then I will naturalize them.”
Considering the current political climate, yeah, the threat of becoming a United States citizen would be a pretty effective deterrent for anyone with half a brain.
Six said blankly to him. What did the crew of the Normandy think he was going to do we he walked onto their ship? That he would just had over his equipment instantly? Stupid fools, if he wanted to he could slaughter every single soldier on the ship easily.
Can we nominate a protagonist for the awesome-Mc-Evil award? Because I now realize that beneath that helmet there is in fact an eminently twirlable mustache.
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None were trained to kill an ODST trooper let alone a Spartan super soldier.
“Except for all of the Covenant soldiers who have taken down countless ODST troopers and two-hundred-and-ninety of your fellow Spartan super soldiers.”
Also, ‘Orbital Drop Shock Trooper troopers’.
[BLARING ALARM BLARES]
That damn soldier that kept getting in his way on the damn ship was beginning to get on his nerves, all of them were. Then Shepard pissed at him for defending himself from Luther, tried to make him look like “he” was in the wrong. What right did any of them have to judge him? Demand anything from him?
After everything he had done for humanity? After everything he had sacrificed for humanity!
You know, not too long ago I read a ‘fic that turned out otherwise to be fairly good that I left a review on mentioning that characters giving this sort of monologue came across as shallow and hammy.
The characters in question were Cerberus operatives.
His brothers and sisters all dead….and not a single person cared about the loss of the III’s. The loss of Noble Team. Carter and Emile had died so they could get a damn package to the Autumn! An expectable loss, ONI would declare. The only good thing about being trapped in an entirely new universe was not being a slave to fucking James Ackerson any-more.
“Calm down, Logan.”Dot soothed her partner after seeing his body release a few compounds and pheromones that indicated he was angry or annoyed about something.”Everything will work out in the end…I promise.“Dot reassured him.
“So apparently she needs to check his adrenaline levels to figure that out, and can’t just listen to the conversation with Jun were he threatened to fucking murder everyone.”
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A few hours later, Jun was waiting in the elevator and headed up to get something to eat. Six had said that he would eat when he was hungry. Finally reaching the next level, he walked out of the elevator and headed over to where the ships chef, Sargent Brunner was standing.
“Evening, Chef. What do recommend for the evening?”Jun asked Brunner sarcastically as he approached the counter where Brunner was standing behind.
“What would you like? A four course dinner? Lobster? Turkey? Chicken perhaps?”The chef grumbled in heavy sarcasm.
“No need to spoil me, Chef. The others will only grow jealous if I dine like a king.” came Jun witty remark.”I’ll just have the standard MRE.”Three told the Chef of the Normandy who reached below the counter and grabbed the tray for Jun and handed it to him.
“Why is there a chef if all he does is hand out MREs?”
“Thanks, Brun.”Jun thanked with a nod before he turned around to look head back towards the hanger to eat, until he saw a spare seat next to Ashley
and walked over to her and the others where he saw Jane, Kaidan, Tali and Garrus were also sitting.”Room for a small one?”
“No.”Ashley imminently answered as she glared her brown eyes up at the Spartan-III’s visor. She didn’t want the damn annoying Spartan sitting next to her.
Ashley Williams is a fine judge of character.
“Blah blah he spends literally three paragraphs taking his goddamn helmet off, and then… a ‘conversation’ happens.”
“See something you like, Princess?”Jun voice snapped her from her thoughts making her scoff.
“Don’t get your hopes up, Mendez.”Ashley informed him with a very unladylike snort.
Oh. How scandalous.
“I’m just surprised as you look as stupid as you sound is all.”
“With an attitude like that it’s clear while you’re so sexually frustrated.”Three replied blankly to his fellow Gunnery Chief who snapped her neck at him
“Did… did Ashley Williams just kill herself?
I mean, I can’t really blame her, but still.”
and glared at the bald Spartan-III with such womanly fury that a lesser man would of crumbled.
It was only womanly fury, though, so he was fine.
*AdmiralSakai is struck one after the other by four black-leather fedoras ejected from the innards of the ‘fic.*
“Do you, uh… think we should do something about that?”
Yeah, maybe put up some chicken wire or something.
“Of course it’s not surprising with that whole dominatrix thing you have going for yourself.”He said with a bored sigh as he dug into his meal.
Ok, seriously, what about Ashley Williams makes the author think she’s a dominatrix?! Because so far all we’ve seen of her is the vague outrage and pissiness that the story assigns to all of its female characters.
“Why you!”Williams sneered at the Spartan.”You best sleep with one eye open, Mendez. Because when you least expect I will be coming for….
“That’s filthy language, Miss Williams.”Jun chastised the Gunnery Chief with a wag of his finger.”The kid here probably hasn’t even heard about the birds and the bees from her people yet.”
“Wait what kid?”
Presumably Tali, I guess.
“That’s not what I meant you-you pervert!”Ashley screeched at the Spartan who had a bored look on his face, however if you were to look close enough then you’d see in his eyes that they held amusement behind them.
I have to give credit where credit is due here. Jun does come across as a legitimately infuriating person in these conversations. That’s not how he acts in canon and I have no idea if that’s what the author was going for, but at least it’s a personality and that’s more than I can say for basically any of the other characters.
Of course, in a sane universe that means Ash Williams would just deck him in the mouth and be done with it, but something something hyper lethal vector additional mass fedora.
“So…what are those arrows for? Do they hold any sentimental meaning behind them?”Jane quickly asked at how awkward this conversation was going between the two….Tali was blushing up a storm,
How could you tell? She’s completely encased in an envirosuit.
Garrus was looking uncomfortable as was Kaidan.
“Dad was a hunter.”Jun stated as he looked at Shepard.”When I became a Spartan I took up the sniper rifle because it was natural to me, as a boy we would go hunting together and I would get to shoot rats in the distance. In time snipping was as natural as breathing to me, so why waste my talent?”
That’s… actually minorly interesting character development.
“Although it does make me wonder why his old man was taking a six-year-old hunting.”
“Sorry for your loss.”The red haired Commander said sincerely to the Spartan-III who shrug his shoulders.
“He’s been dead for over twenty years now. I’m past his death now.”Jun told her, he had more then enough time now to get over his family’s deaths. Sure there wasn’t a day when he didn’t stop and think what his life could have been like if he didn’t lose then and become a Spartan. But this was the hand that fate had handed to him and there was nothing he could do to change that now, he would do as the Spartans always did…move on and protect humanity.
See, now this is what a well-balanced character with a tragic background sounds like… Logan.
“What’s going on?”Blaze Shepard questioned the Spartan-II commando as he, Phantom and Drax walked up to the Command centre where they saw a large image of an Alliance ship in the middle of the room.
It had been a few days since they had met Jorge and began their trip back to citadel Space. In that time they had been allowed to explore the Covenant Corvette that would be their home for a while until they reached the Alliance HQ. Blaze wasn’t sure how to feel about being on board a ship that belonged to the Covenant, a group that had slaughtered trillions of humans in Jorge’s universe.
Reach, considered to be the biggest non-Earth colony, has only seven hundred million people on it, so to have a population totaling even one trillion (much less having multiple trillions of people available to be killed by the Covenant), the UNSC would need to have a bit more than one thousand four-hundred Reach-sized colonies.
I know big numbers can be confusing, but if you want to include them in your ‘fic at least do some basic back-of-the-envelope calculation to make sure they are reasonable.
They made the Batarian’s seem tame in comparison, what his humanity had suffered in their first contact made the first contact with the Turians seem like a joke.
The three were blown away by the Slip-Space that the Covenant ship used compared to having to travel to a Mass Relay to get across the galaxy like they did.
I’m not sure why they would care, since the Relays are much faster than slipspace, but whatever.
For the monsters that the Covenant were, they sure had amazing technology.
The Huragok or at least one of the Huragoks that were on the ship had improved all of their armour and weapons to their peak. A real living super computer that was apparently created by what the Covenant worshipped as gods. The three had helped Noble Five to round up all of the Covenant that had surrendered
“As the Covvies are known to do.”
Also, didn’t they kill all of the Covenant on the ship?
“According to the narrative, I think they killed all the Covenant on the ship three times.”
and placed in the holding cells on the ship.
“We’re picking up a transmission from in the area.”Jorge told the shortest member in their group.”Putting it through now.”
“Th…Hannah..epard of…e…SSV Kilimanjaro. .f any shi…..area, com…in.“A broken up transmission came over the ships comms that made Blaze’s heart rip out of his chest or at least feel like it was going to, reconsigning that voice anywhere, even when broken up.
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“That’s my mother!”He exclaimed to the others.
“Gosh, what are the odds?!”
“You sure, Kid?”Drax questioned his best friend as he crossed his arms over his chest.
“I know what my own mother sounds like, Drax.”Blaze told the Krogan hotly and a low growl but it was to be expected, this was his mother after all who he loved and always would love unconditionally.
“But apparently didn’t love enough to stay in the Marines and not go running off to the ass-end of the galaxy to commit war crimes.”
“Can you clear the transmission?”Five asked the group of Grunts that have agreed to follow the Spartan-II due to being treated better by him then they would by the Covenant. After all they had never wanted join the Covenant in the first place but had been forced into the Covenant after the Sangheili had slaughtered their people.
“Yeah, the little bastards are so reluctant to serve the Covenant they make suicide charges as soon as their squad commanders are dead.”
“Okie dokey” One of the Grunts said as he began to try to clear the transmission up for the demon.
“This is Spartan-052. I hear you SSV Kilimanjaro. Come in if you’re still out there.”Jorge spoke over the comms once the Grunt had declared that they had cleared it up.
“This is Captain Hannah Shepard. Please send help, Spartan-052. My ships captain is dead,
“Wait, isn’t she the ship captain?”
we were ambushed by a small group of Slaver ships when they sent out a distress beacon. My crew are injured or dying, please I beg you, please send help!“Hannah’s voice shouted over the comms that made Blaze’s heart ache at hearing his mother in such distress.
“We’ll be at your location momentarily, Captain.”Jorge told the Captain of the Alliance.”Are you injured?”The only Spartan-II of Noble team asked her.
“My crew are more important at the moment.”
“Are you hurt?”Jorge repeated once again with more force to get his point across. He heard a small sigh on the other end indicating that she “had” suffered an injury of some kind.
“Just a broken leg, I’ve had worse.
The state of my crew is more important to me at the moment.”Captain Shepard finally relented.
“Then just hold on, Captain. We’ll save as many of your crew as possible.”Jorge promised her getting a soft laugh in return.
“I hope your right, Spartan.”Hannah muttered before the comms went dead and Jorge turned his attention to the Grunts, Human, Asari and Krogan.
“First things first.”
“What?”Phantom asked the giant human.
“Figure out her location and get the ship heading towards it?”
“Time to go see our prisoners,
Also, they have a visual feed of her ship, so aren’t they already right next to it?
if we’re lucky then a few may consider helping us out.”Jorge said as he walked past her and the others and headed towards the holding cells.
“And if they don’t?”Drax questioned as he followed after the Spartan-II to help him encase the Jackals, Hunters and Elites tried anything.
“Then they will remain in the cells and we’ll need every bit of luck and skill we can mange if we want to survive and save the Kilimanjaro from the slavers.”Jorge told the son of Wrex.
How does Jorge know how big of a threat these slavers are, anyway? He’s been in this universe for a grand total of twelve hours or so.
“Actually, why are slavers bothering to attack a military ship, anyway? And why didn’t a response to the distress call just scare them off?”
“Really wished Noble was here…um no offence.”
“None taken.”Drax waved off knowing that he would feel the same if he was cut off from Blaze and Phantom.
“Blaze!”Jorge said loudly snapping the blonde from his thoughts and saw the 8’0 giant rest his hand on his shoulder.”We’ll save your mother….I promise.”Jorge reassured him.”Head to the armoury and get equipped for the mission, any weapon that you see is yours to use. This is personal to you, so you’ll need all the help you can get.”
“Any instruction on how to use these weapons will, of course, have to wait until we’re in the middle of a firefight.”
“Understood, sir.”Blaze muttered as he quickly sprinted off to get his weapons from the armoury. He was meant to the one in charge, he was meant to keep a level head in combat but this was his mothers life on the line. He had already lost his father. He couldn’t..no he “wouldn’t” lose Jane and his mother, they were all he had left in the world aside from Drax and Phantom. He would save his mother or his name wasn’t Blaze Shepard.
I really, really wish his name wasn’t Blaze Shepard.
And cut! FINALLY! A new chapter for this story, been a while I know and the next update will hopefully be quicker. Anywho,
I hoped you enjoyed this chapter. Jun had his time to shine instead of it being Six on the mission all the time, Jorge will be having his own moments to shine next chapter
“So… when are the crew of the Normandy going to get their moment to shine?”
They don’t deserve it by fault of being xeno-loving scum, silly!
when the battle for the Kilimanjaro begins with the help of Blaze, Phantom and Drax taking part to save Hannah Shepard.
I hope you enjoyed Jun and Ashley little conversation, I find it entertaining making Jun a troll to Ashley.
That would seem to indicate that he is making Jun deliberately annoying. Which is still uncanonical and a terrible way to build up a relationship, but I suppose it’s better than Logan and Shepard.
I made Jun remove his helmet as I believe he would have no problem with people seeing his face just like Jorge wouldn’t. Six and Emile are the ones who would feel conflicted about removing it in public.
Should any of the Covenant races that are in the cells of the Corvette agree to work with Jorge or not? Let me know what you think.
How can we come to a proper conclusion on that when we don’t even know what they are?
Anyway please Review.
Don’t worry, the reviews are getting progressively more negative and I really suspect that The Lone Wolf Of The Normandy is not long for this world.