Thread: Ban The Fox Sin and TriniMad in: M.E Chronicles

'It has been two month's since Shepherds death. And while the galaxy mourns in solidarity, it continues to play ignorant to the looming dangers that lay ahead. The Reaper's... Though, not all mourn. Crime continues to unfold in this large galaxy. Filled with lie's, deceit, murder and filth. And no place was there better to find it... Then Omega... When Shepherd died, every one scattered like the wind. Tali back to her people, Wrex to save his own kind from extinction through the Genophage, Ashley grew in rank within the Systems Alliance and Liara became rather aloof. However, this tale focuses on one man in particular... Garrus could no longer stand the red tape, the corruption and ignorance of C-sec. After Shepherds fate he... He went back. He tried, but as usual he proved a disappointing Turian. Especially to the likes of his father... Or rather, so he thought at least. Feeling he had no other choice but to do thing's his way, by his rules. Garrus went to the one place where crime was everywhere. Where all you had to do... Was point, then shoot. He became the one thing he despised, the one thing he never thought he'd be. A criminal. But for the right cause. A man with a skill, purpose and the means to make a difference. He became a shadow over Omega. A renegade to most, paragon to others. Regardless of the tales surrounding the mysterious vigilante. He was soon to be known, as their Archangel.'' Archangel to base, hows my eye in the sky? A voice echoed quietly into the air, it's source a rather tall figure in blue armor. Armor that showed he was unmistakably once a C-sec officer, further that he could only be a Turian. The Turians correspondence into the secure channel his Communications officer created for their little group was met with silence, however the man on the other end, his 'eye in the sky' didn't need to. Far above the Turians head a small drone appeared, cloaking it'self just as quickly as it had showed it'self to him. Good good, now here's hoping our fresh blood can handle her end of the op. The Turrian said so in a serious tone, but he was also noticeably worried. She was a big girl, she can handle herself and he knew it.... But ever since he met her.... Helping her with those Mercs. Giving her the protection that Archangel desired to give to every clerk and store owner on Omega... Well... He would lie if it didn't make him feel naturally attached. Even knowing how tough she is, to him she was still that cute, flirty girl who didn't know what she was going to do. How she was ever going to get the Blue suns off her back as a mechanic. But no ordinary mechanic, one with the chops to make a mech, drone, up to par with any corporation and at a efficient price. Helping her wasn't the first time he took the law in his own hands. But it was one of the first times he literally saved a life as Archangel, even more importantly she was one of the first people to make him feel he really can make a difference... The only other women to do that was well... Now dead... With a low groan, echoing with that typical gruff melodic sound his race was known to speak with. The man finished folding his sniper into action. Perched properly in place several floors above the target zone. This was an op that took ball's. Typically they were quieter, taking out all the thugs and taking their cargo for... 'better' use. However today Archangel needed to make a statement. And his little friend down there, her job was to sneak on by and place the explosive charges their Batarian counterpart made on every single arm's crate. Hopefully, things went as planned. Soon, Archangel made eyes on a gunship, swooping onto the dock post haste. Many merc's inside were dropped off, each making their way deeper into the industrial zone. They seemed to have been taking a careful spread, moving their numbers about to scope the area in case of a double cross. Which was wise. However, the people they were buying from were already hastily disposed of by Archangels little killer on the ground. Ok Eye's in the Sky, do a quick sweep. I have a feeling they are careful enough to think of snipers.... It's kind of cute actually, they already know im the best. As he said so, Garrus pulled back his zoom, scoping the other towering industrial buildings for a snipers glare. As well as checking the industrial equipment, as most seemed tall enough to create a vantage. I completed the sweep Archangel, there's three out there. One directly adjacent to you, sixty eight meters to your left, another eighty nine meters to your right. The last is a hundred or so meters in front, but behind the industrial equipment. Might be a hard shot. With a cocky grin under his helmet, Archangel gave out a snicker. Ha ha, I see them now, Thanks. But try not to be so insulting, I can make any shot and that includes this guy... But best to be on the safe side. Move your drone in on the one a hundred clicks away, I will take out the other two, you go take him out. But only on my signal and Eye, try to be quiet about it . This needs to be synchronized, the second they open up com's we may kiss our friend downstairs a swift good by. She's almost done planting the charges, which means she's still exposed. Count on me boss! I'll use that new trick she added to the drone. The voice in their communications said, as the drone disappeared once more. Ha... Dont get cocky kid, before she came along you didn't even have a drone. And look at me now Archangel?! Im actually useful for a change. Instead of sitting on my ass scrambling frequencies. Garrus was gonna talk back but, he ate his words. As much as he would like to tease the kid, it would not have been in good taste. After all, in his condition he is allowed to take his victories where and when he can find him. I got ya Eye, now focus on the mission. Eye, a shorter way of saying the full thing. Code names were an important part of being in this group, it kept your real identity safe from the very bad people they fucked with. It wasn't the plan at first but, as people called him Archangel and... While it began to stick on him... Well, the idea was a good one. Even if a bit cheesy. And when it came down to it, Archangel was big on giving them their nick names himself. Letting his team earn their own code through hard work, respect and appreciation. In 'Eye's case well, he was a man of little use out'side his computers and Omnitool. A cripple, lost his leg's when the leader of the Blood Pack kicked him in the face and stepped on his spine during a shoot out... Poor Eye was just... In the way. A passerby, just trying to do his job. He wanted to help with this war on crime despite the loss of his leg's. And he did just that. Using his skill's to focuss efforts on communications, hacking and logging their collected data. Used to be that he would simply hack into surveilance feed's and now recently, he even has drones to scout out for them. A useful job that earned him the title of Eye in The sky. But regrettably, it was a mouthful. So most of the time, he was just called Eye. Turning to his left, Archangel took a deep breath. Prepping the shot. In his mind's eye, he also planned ahead on his next target. The man now in his sight's was a easy kill, it was an even shot straight across. Little obstruction, some wind from industrial fans. The man to his right, well, he was slightly tougher. About a meter lower then his current position and with the nearby turbines, wind would likely sway his bullet 3 or so inches to the left. Closing his eyes for a moment, Archangel began to slowly release his breath. Time froze, and in that split second all his training kicked in. Now! He called out, as he fired a shot right between the first snipers eyes. The poor assari flying back against the wall. With quick, military precision Archangel flipped around, unloading his thermal clip and injecting a new one just in time as he veered his sniper exactly seven 3 inches from the right of his targets position. Quickly, he pulled the trigger, the propelling shrapnel veering as expected and right into the Salarians throat! Now it was up to that little drone, looking foreword, Archangel gave a sigh of relief. The Drone quickly dispatched the human with a electrical prod, set onto a lethal voltage. Wow, Garrus. You never cease to amaze. The man on the other end said, a compliment made that much sweeter by the Eye's Austrian accent. As Eye put his drone back into cloak, Garrus spoke with obvious pride. However, slightly annoyed as well. Ya ya, dont feed my ego so much. A certain Batarian we know would probably want to knock your ass off that chair if he heard it. But, since I like the praise I will forgive you for saying my real name on com's. Remember Eye in The Sky, code names. It... It Keep's us all safe. Secure com's is like what you human's call a red hearing, it doesnt always mean secure. Oh! Ha ha, yes right 'Archangel.' I got it. And uh... I believe we humans call it a red haring The man on the other end said. A slight gruff laugh escaped Garrus's lip's, Oh I see. Red Haring. Id have to jot that down on my omnitool next chance I get. You humans have strange saying's, however a lot I think fit the bill on many situations. In all the excitement, Garrus barely realized what was going on below. The Turian quickly panicked as the merc's went from a slow crawl, to creating hasty positions. They couldn't of heard his shot's, it was properly suppressed and the distance was to great.. The sound couldn't travel that distance... Unless.. Shit, Those Snipers were on timed communication's. The Turian proclaimed as he allowed his sniper to fold down. Snapping it into place on his armor, he quickly pulled out his Assault rifle, preparing to make a very bold Jump. What do you mean!? The voice said in com's in a frightened tone. It means they were supposed to send a signal every few minutes! Choosing to leave it at that, Garrus was certain their Eye in The Sky got the idea. The Turian now sprinting to jump off his balcony. Landing just a few meters below, Garrus narrowly cuaght his feet onto the industrial equipment. Quickly sprinting down the narrow machinery as his quick way back down. The op's a bust, get out of there! Garrus called out in an open com's channel. Hoping beyond hope it got to her in time. Before he knew it, the Blue Sun's were firing up on him. The vigilante now in a compromised position with very little cover. However, fortune favored the bold and Garrus didn't lack for bravery. Nor the ignorance it brings! He continued his long sprint down, firing back at his attacker's with controlled, well placed burst's. Quite a few were driven back into cover, but another few weren't so lucky. The Turian shooting down at least three. As he reached a friendly distance from the ground, Garrus stopped running, sliding slightly as he made a quick drop down. Falling at least ten feet right smag dab on top of a squishy little Salarian. Ill take that. He said, as he ripped the Assault rifle right out from his hands. Putting a few hole's in him before the guy knew what even happened. With the salarians Assault rifle, Garrus held one in either hand, seeing as he didn't have very much Thermal clip's to spare. He could have sworn there was a movie hero on earth that did this. Some one named... John Rainbow? Had to be something like that. Regardless, he was in full adrenaline mode. His training and experience culminating together as he pushed on. Giving Eye an important command as he did so. Keep that drone out of sight and keep in contact, I want you to keep track of their movements and ordination. Taking cover with both assault rifles, he can see her... Nyria. Safe, sound, already shooting back more then likely. 'At a girl.' he thought as he moved to closer cover. Well, he tried his best but. Turians were never too good at taking cover. The best most can do was stand awkwardly behind tall surfaces. But hey, it did the trick. She was not very far away now. And... Well, it seemed she got a lot of the merchandise well and ready to blow. Glad to see I didn't get you killed... Ha ha, I may have made a rookie mistake. He yelled out, laughing only to disguise his distress. I don't know what these guys thought they were getting into. But now they gone and did it.... They trapped themselves here, with us. What do ya say? Ready to fight your way out?