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Why did bad things always happen when things were going well. Faltus looked at the men around him. "Lets move ladies, double time it to the mercs position" there were not many things that would make a normal enemy flee the battle field (a severly pissed off krogan being top of that list) but seeing Faltus and the Blackwatch storming throught the vault door, everyone carrying what they could was a sight to behold. "Ghost of Vakarian, we need a hot extraction. send as many drop ships as you can." As more husks converged on the barricades it looked as though they were going to be overrun. That was until a certain stealth ship uncloaked close to them, close enough to fire its Thanix Cannons at the Onslaught of husks and cannibals attacking them and being able to pull up in time. "Ground team this is Black Thorn joining the party! dropships will be with you shortly. Lady Luck we'll cover your dropships. good hunting out there people"
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With a final shuttering the vault doors had been sealed. With a cool whipping sound, purple barriers sheltered them the add extra security, but they would not hold long against a full Reaper force. Alex and his team followed Sha’shi towards the service elevator where the other Keepers had already taken their positions. With a sudden jolt the elevator began to lower at rapid speed diagonally downwards.

“What about the others? While they’re mercs we can’t leave them out there to die.” Alex muttered to Sha’shi.

There was a brief conversation between Sha’shi and another Keeper in their own tongue which couldn’t be understood. After what looked like a slightly heated debate between the two, Sha’shi faced Alex.

“Should they survive another three minutes and twenty-one seconds; they will be safe.” Sha’shi remarked.

Suddenly as they got further down, the architecture of their surroundings changed. No longer were the walls bleak with grey stone, but royal blue and crimson metal, resembling a hive like structure. The elevator then passed a clearing. They we in a changer, filled with what looked like personnel transports. Beside them were hundreds of Keepers, all running pre-flight checks and other maintenance tasks.
“Welcome aboard the Blockade Destroyer Class Carrier, Last Stand, Human-Green.” Sha’shi announced. “We must hurry.”



Before the elevator came to a complete stop, the Keepers jumped off and moved as fast their legs allowed them. Sha’shi escorted Knight and his team through the various corridors and passageways until they arrived into the CIC.

The atmosphere was intense. Never before have so many Keepers been seen collaborating with each other in such an environment such as this. Orders in the Keeper language were barked out. That was until Sha’shi took his place in the centre control console. Then a dead silence fell.
He pressed a few keys in the console and the whirling began. Quiet at first, but soon the entire ship began to shake with an intense force.






Above ground the Reaper forces continued their assault. But Chimera had stopped firing his laser. He knew that something was amiss. He looked up to the sky and there they were. Seven flaming orbs, all screeching the undeniable scream of the Reapers. They have come to investigate why the other Reaper had been destroyed.

But before he had a chance to react the earth beneath him began to give way. The ground torn and the shuddering ripping sound was cast for miles. The husks fell into the chasm to be disintegrated by a biotic barrier that surrounded a large metal skeleton.
However, the allied forces who opened their eyes saw that they had not fallen into the crevices. In fact, they hadn’t even been tumbled. They were surrounded in a blue aura, floating above this metal frame that spanned for miles. And it began to rise from the ground. Chimera had been tipped into the chasm and had thousands of tonnes of earth and dirt fall onto it.



The allied forces felt their bodies move along with the ship and directed into openings within the structure and brought on-board.
A broadcast went out across all channels.

“Attention organics. This the KBD The Last Stand. All ships are to dock in the allocated docking stations. That also includes any vessel of Warship classification.”

As the ship continued to rise, the dropships from the hangers zoomed out, heading quickly towards the population centres picking up any and all organic lifeforms.

Once all the ships were docked, the Last Stand made its way into high-orbit.

However, as they made their way towards the relay, a Reaper jumped from it and made a beeline towards the last stand.
But Sha’shi remained calm.

A wooing sound singled the chagrining of something big...

As the Reaper’s fangs neared, a large rail shot was fired from the bow of the ship that penetrated straight through the Reaper chassis and into its E-0 core. It floated motionless a second before exploding in a spectacular array of blues and purples.

Once the ship was clear, it used the relay to exit the system, its destination unknown.
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The dropships from both The Ghost of Vakarian and The Black Thorn arrived to evacuate Commander Faltus' troops. Among the squad of four which arrived with the dropships Sargent Amy-Lee Martins helped to fight off the husks until everyone was aboard. one that was done they returned to their respected ships which along with the Ad Victoriam boarded The Last Stand. The three leaders of the ships made their way to the lead keeper. "Commander Faltus, Turian Blackwatch"Faltus said saluting the small bug like alien. "Captain Vakarian, Turian 43rd Marines" the Captain said saluting. "Sargent Amy-Lee Martins, Alliance Navy."She said, but didnt salute. she didnt believe in saluting something unless she knew they were her superior.
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William looked around, confused. He had no idea what the hell was happening, but he was dam sure gonna find out. He helped up a few others to their feet, then noticed a few officers gathered around the Head Keeper. He motioned to a few of the other mercs to follow him, and headed in the direction of the Keeper. As he got there he heard the officers introducing themselves, and decided to do what he did best, be an asshole. "Don't even bother telling it your names, it doesn't give a shit who you are or how important you are, so long as you don't side with the Reapers. And since Faltus is the only one I know and remotely like, and who is actually paying us, I'm not gonna bother learning your names either. There is only one thing I wanna know." He turned to the Keeper and looked it straight in its weird eyes, "Do you have a bar on this thing? I promised to get my guys drunk, and I think nows as good as time as any."
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The CIC ran silent. None of the Keepers even acknowledged the Organic presence, almost as if they were ghosts. Tireless tapping and blinking of screens and monitors with the occasional notification sound playing in the distance were the only sounds the Keepers made.
Finally, Sha’shi turned to the rescued combatants with a solid stare. The black beady eyes face them as he spoke.

“Welcome aboard The Last Hope. We trust that your transfer was an easy one. He have never used the gravity lift in such spread scale before. However, it appears you are all live and well.” Sha’shi then turned to William. “We do indeed, you will find that the layout of this ship is very similar the Citadel that you are used to.” He Continued.

Alex just watched from this distance, unsure what to make of all this. The Keepers are the ones that designed the Reapers to be an undefeatable force, with them on their side, their chances of success have just tripled tenfold.

“Can you direct me to the Comms Room? I need to inform Admiral Hackett about our… situation.” Alex asked.
Sha’shi waved his upper right arm and all the Omni tools of those on-board glowed.

“I have updated your portable terminals with the layout of this ship. We are heading to a human controlled station known as Baumer. We shall be there within forty-eight hours.”




Meanwhile on Arcadia….

The earth continued to shift and crack. Glows of red emitted through the small crevices that outlined its body. Suddenly with a great roar the rocks and dirt were blown hundreds of feet in the air.

Slowly rising to his feet, Chimera, battle damaged looked as the other Reapers descended from the skies, mocking him.
“Look at the Great Vanguard… already in his grave.” One spoke, which did not matter.

Red sparks filtered around Chimera’s body. This wasn’t battle damage, it was rage. He had been upstaged by those who he had spared hundreds of cycles ago, and this is how they repaid him? They were to suffer, along with their new allies.
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Amy looked at the N7 who had just asked to report to admiral hackett. "Alex? Dude is that you?"she looked at him a puzzled look on her face
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Alex removed his helmet with a brief sigh of relief, he had been wearing it for over twelve hours and they weren’t exactly designed for comfort of the operator.

“I’m sorry, you are?” He asked.
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William walked up to Sha'shi, "Wait, there's an actual bar on this thing? Do you mind showing me where it is? Also we need to talk about one more thing. Where is everyone going to sleep? But that can wait, for now," he turned to the other mercs and with a big grin on his face, shouted, "LETS GO GET DRUNK!" There was a chorus of cheers from the mercs, and even a few from the soldiers. Everyone was tired, and getting drunk would help them cope with what was happening, in theory.
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"seriously? It's Amy. We went through the N7 training together except I got dropped after getting injured as an N6. Do you seriously not know who I am?" she signed and removed the breather helmet she had been wearing to let her red hair out
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"Sadly faces come and go for me. You a Biotic? I don't remember you in Rio." Alex explained.
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"No. I'm just a regular soldier no special abilities except maybe exceptional accuracy" she joked
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"Jackson!" a voice yelled, snapping Paul out of his slumber. Opening his eye Paul looked around, he was asleep on your standard regulation bunk, to his right he saw the dulled partly rusting surface of the wall. A number of photos and letters were pinned to the wall, a photo of his family, a photo a girl the usual stuff. Paul looked down at himself, he was wearing his Combat armor, normally it would be near impossible to get any sort of sleep in full kit, but he was just so tired. next to his right leg sat his sealed helmet. Turing his head left he saw the interior of a make shift barracks, the walls were made of sheets of scrape metal built against the the side of the colony. As he looked around he saw a few others sleeping, one or two were looking at him. "Jackson?" the voice said sweetly. Paul tensed up as he looked "up" there stood a woman with blonde hair tied in a bun, blue eyes and tan white skin, dressed in combat armor, the bars on her neck were that of a major. Suddenly realizing Paul rushed out of his bunk and quickly stood at attention "Major Mahad! ma'am!" 'Now I'm gonna get it..." he thought as the major looked him over "walk with me Jackson..." she said annoyed as she left the barracks. Quickly Paul followed her out into cool air of the world, the colony had been built on a heavily forested world rich in ores with the crust of the world. The ores from here were vital for ship and weapons production. the world it's self was a pain, during the rainy season it would rain nearly every day and would be cold as hell, during the summer it was fine, were it not for the predators that roamed the forests. For most this would be a hell hole, the on redeeming quality would be the colony. built in the rocky plateau side of the mountain the colony wasn't stuck in the mud,along with being out of the mud the orbital defense cannons that had been built to protect the mines was perfectly function. All three stood along side the colony. since the plateau was huge the colony could expand, Considering the new influx of refugees the fact there was ample space was great for building a refugee camp.
As the two walked the major began to speak "Jackson I got an assignment for you..." the major said as they walked to the CIC. The room was alive with activity. patrols reporting requests for landings, requests by civilians flooded the room. "Jackson...We have contacted Admiral Hackett... Earth is under enemy occupation..." suddenly the room went quiet as every single person in the room stopped and stared at the woman. Paul felt a pit form in his stomach as the news sunk in. "Ma'am?" he said confused. "that being said...Earth isn't lost even now our forces are marshaling to take it back, our little slice of heaven is to be a stopping point for refugees and military ships passing to the front." she said as she turned to Paul "Jackson we have a number of volunteers, who want to help...I know we can't spare it but since being an N7 and all you would be the best to train them...I am not forcing you, I just figured it would give you something to do to break the boredom. Paul blinked once He had become an N7 really by chance because he had survived something others didn't. He had been accepted to villa, he really didn't expect to go anywhere. He thought that he would wash out after the first test, some how he had made it, with a combination of pure luck and to make his mother proud,the first time in in his memory that he took something seriously, his mother had been so proud. officially he had been an N7 for an 12 hours before he ended up in this hell hole, as he was given his certification as he boarded the ship.
Paul swallowed, he wanted to say no, and go back to just patrolling the colony and watching for signs of reapers. The major had been a friend of his mothers, they had gone to school together. When ever she was on earth and had leave she would always make sure to visit, to Paul she was like family. Paul also knew she was play favorites trying to give him something to occupy his time from something other then earth. a first since being assigned to her unit. At the start she had made it clear she was gonna treat him like any other marine. up to this point she had, often yelling at him for skipping on work or for not taking being a marine seriously. After a few seconds more of thinking Paul saluted and said "I would gladly accept the position."
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Alex simply nodded at Amy with a sense of indifference. If the two had met before he clearly didn’t remember.

“Well if you excuse me, I need to report in.” Alex said as he left the CIC along with his squad mates.

Alex, after constantly checking his Omni-Tool finally found a Comms Room. However, the operations of it were far more familiar than he had thought, the layout was almost identical to that of the Comms Rooms on the Citadel. There was no question that these Keepers were telling the truth about being the original architects of it.

After a lengthy discussion with Admiral Hackett, his new orders were finally revealed.

“I trust you can get the job done, Sergeant. Our new… allies may be a bit of a gamble.” Hackett questioned.

But Alex simply nodded.

“It shouldn’t be an issue.”




Meanwhile on the rest of The Last Stand, the number of Keepers seemed to keep growing, and yet there was no indication as to where they were coming from. They continued to constantly maintain various parts of the ship as well as attend to the refuges on-board.
Forty Eight hours passed rather quickly on the ship and was soon in system, heading for the small fortress moon.
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William and the other mercs found the bar, and to them it was like finding the Holy Grail. They all rushed in, pushing past one another in order to be the first to get drunk as a skunk. William smiled and stood at the back, he only drank when he was sure he had time to deal with the hangover, and it didn't seem he did have the time. He motioned to one of his men to follow him, and made his to a discrete area, "Jeep an eye out for anyone passing by. Don't want them to hear what I have to say." The man nodded and stood guard, while William made a call.

"This is William, you hearing me? Good. We've left Arcadia and are heading for a place called Baumer, and will arrive in approximately 48 hours or so. I'll inform you of any updates, just make sure you have some backup on standby in case this goes tits up. Also, the risk has gone up, so has the price for the things I find. I'm sending you some data I collected, I trust that you'll reward me appropriately for it. William out."
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