Running is always an option.

Memory Sequence 5

"GET DOWN GET DOWN!" was all I heard until I felt an explosion on my back sending me end over end onto the main landing pad where a fighter was taking off from its launcher, my body landed right in its path and I knew even if my shields were at full strength the heat from those engines would eat right through them and my armor, incinerating me into ashes in seconds. Getting up quickly I ran my ass off the to the ledge and took a leap of faith off, hoping to land on something...that something was huge and metallic.

"Get that alliance marine off of the Atlas!" so that was what I landed on....

Taking my chance which was already slim enough since I was inside of the chassis of the Atlas and was surrounded by what I presume was maybe fifty troopers, a couple Centurions, a few Guardians, and maybe a nemesis or two. But this was goddamn insane, the amount of troopers was enough to probably fill a cruiser, fully operated and ready to go.

Quickly hauling ass I got moving in that chassis, closed the cockpit, turned that fucker on, and activated my shields as the first grenade blows up near my head and nearly shitting myself since that explosion could have taken my head off and I would be a corpse surrounded in two metal coffins.

Flipping more switches I activated the main gun and turned the left claw until it was ready to be smacked against a soft covered target, IE a trooper. "Hey Katherine! Go suck a dick you bitch these are my kills! Hey trooper! Suck on this!" yelling over the mic I turned my cannon on a Cerberus Trooper and blew that fucker all to hell, his body was no where to be found, except on the floor, the walls, part of his body was glued to the ceiling of the hanger bay. Without even thinking I smacked a grounded Kodiak and for a brick it flew pretty good, that bitch rolled over four times before crashing into a fuel tank and blowing up sending metal fragments everywhere, the door to the Kodiak crashed into my Atlas and finally I took another grenade and my canopy cracked and I nearly lost focus on the missile flying right at me until it was stopped in mid-flight by a gravity-well.

At first I thought that I was gonna be killed by that missile but thank you Satan that biotic lass saved my sorry ass from being blown off, swinging my left arm at a group of troopers I fired off my cannon again, blowing a few more up and watching the body parts go flying off, amusing as hell until I saw another Atlas mech coming in to join the fray but lucky for me that it didn't notice me yet and that it was now firing at my friends. Sometimes it pays to be the person in the giant mobile death machine.

"Hey! Fuck face!" That got the Atlas's attention mighty quickly, "Suck on this!" I fired my rocket at him, that thing fucking did spirals in the air before it impacted on its right arm, blowing that bastard off and leaving it weaponless and making it a melee fighter but with my cannon that bitch was fucked. Firing again I blew its chassis apart and its pilot fell out dead and it later exploded since the damage was to much for its power core to keep in circuit, forcing itself to overload and explode, killing pretty much twenty Cerberus bastards with it.

"And that Katherine, is how you kill in style. Any questions?" I said while thudding over to them, occasionally shooting any Cerberus soldier I could find while moving my way toward them. After stepping on a Centurion that was busy trying to stand up and punting a Nemesis over the edge I laughed as I merrily blasted a Guardian into bits as I got closer to my squad. Looking over at them I saw that they were all shot and not wounded but the marks on their armor was enough to know that they were hit by a few nemesis rounds and that Brahat was giving two pairs of stink eye.

Ignoring it I just tell my team that I still have my old Cerberus authorization codes and I can get us into the base, Katherine gave me the middle finger, Brahat told me to go fuck myself, the other two just shrugged and followed me over to the door as I hopped out of my mech, put the code word in, and watched the magic unfold as the two bulkheads unlocked themselves and slid apart. Quickly hopping back into my mech I closed the window and as soon as the door was fully opened I pointed my cannon inside to see if anyone was waiting for us, the quite sounds was a welcoming change of pace for me.

"Come on lets get going, grab this data, and blow this bitch all to hell." and for once everyone agreed with me and with that we ran as fast as we could since they had to occasionally stop for me to disengage the security lockdown on half the bulkheads but once we reached the heart of the facility I had a sinking feeling.

"Guys...why the fuck is this place so damn empty? We should have ran into at least seven squads on the way here, but not a single soul is here? Why is that?" my response was an explosive sigh, an angry batarian telling me to fuck off about my worries, the quarian saying that we are lucky that it was a patrol shift perhaps, the asari just said that most of the squads moved outside when we started to attack. I guess I just have to believe in their answers.

Going back to the bulkhead we found that it was destroyed and that we had to find another way out, that other way was through the security office and I had to leave my beautiful and yet damaged mech behind. Getting out of it and giving a kiss on the giant cannon I told it 'Later' while rubbing it a bit. I was the first person to walk outside as the blizzard started to get rough, thinking that it was over I spoke up.

"See? Easy as...fuck." I said as I looked down the blade of an old friend of mine.

"Welcome home Delta." go fuck yourself Kei Leng.

Memory Sequence End

Diamond Dog Lair, Old London Ruins, Afternoon

I have been running for three hours now trying to lose them in the ruins of my peoples old city, hoping to lose them in the piles of rubble and bones of the fallen.

"Get back here! Shadowtail, Grace, Golden Daisy, fly up and tell us where he is going!" Fuck I forgot they have pegasi guards...

Turning my head to look over my shoulder I saw that the one called 'Golden Daisy' flew up higher than the rest and was basically acting like a living UAV...what a bitch...should call her Daisy Cutter instead, grunting under my breath I turn a corner and nearly run directly into Shining Armor himself, nearly shouting out loud I turn tail and run in the opposite direction, almost tripping over an M-8 Avenger, kicking it out of the way as it unfolds itself and just lays there armed and ready to be used...if only I could get to it without getting trapped.

Running back I nearly crushed a guard since he tripped and my boot crushed a skull that was right in front of him, sparing him from a near certain death by my boot. Jumping over his back I kept running past the other two guards that were with him as I barrel through another group of guards until I come face to face with Princess Celestia and Luna, both of them staring right at me with stern glares as the rest of the guards surround me like a criminal.

"Fucking hell..."

"Now now...now reason to say such language...please come with us peacefully Roran, you did not need to run from us, we were just trying to help you." Oh...she did not just say that I needed help. Oh fucking no she did not just say that to me.

"Princess...you did not just say that I needed help..." she nodded at me as if I was being hard to get, two can play that at that child's game. "Girl...you have no fucking idea who you are messing with. I have killed hundreds of my own kind that has turned against us during the Reaper War, the Skyllian Blitz, on Omega, hell I even had to kill eight people on the moon...they had to die...every single person that was on the other end of the barrel or blade tip had to die." I said with my rage starting to rise again after the blood bath that I made.

Extending out my omni-blades I took a step forward at the two. "Just because you are royalty does not mean anything to me. Blood is blood, it all spills the same way, in puddles or in fountains, yours will be the same if you try to stop me. This was my peoples home, these buildings, my peoples legacy, these skeletons that litter the floors!" Grabbing a skull from the ground and crushing it in my hand, "OUR DEMISE! I will not be stopped by you, the royal guards, or any pony here. I will watch this place be destroyed by my hands than watch it given to anyone else!" I was losing my fucking mind by looking at all the dead bodies that littered the floor, all the skeletons of my race that are in piles or heaps did nothing to the ponies since they thought those were recent.

Looking into their eyes I saw that Luna has some tears forming up while Celestia was trying hard to hold them in.

"Alaria. Play Ass-kicking Soundtrack Number 3."

"Affirmative Captain Asshat." God damn it...I really need to change that.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KdsPxC5g5Uw&feature=player_embedded#!

As soon as it started I heard the sounds of attempted muffled hoof steps behind me and in a split second I turned around and deked the guard, forcing him onto the ground as a pair of hoof cuffs...hand cuffs? Whatever the fuck it was that shit fell with him, running away from the princesses I ran full tilt and kept on running while avoiding the incoming blasts of magic as it hit the ground near my feet, and turning only my head to see the pegasi guards taking flight again and telling the guards below where I'm going...always cheating...I need to cheat than to make it fair.

Running back around a partially melted tower I saw that the M-8 was still on the floor waiting for me and as soon as I ran by and picked it up I saw that it was modified and that the heat sink was partially popped out, not sure if the sink had to be replaced or just needs to be inserted properly I didn't care. Smacking that clip into its home I read out on its ammo counter that it had 75 shots in capacity which is good for me if I am careful in my firing, and that it had an omni-blade attachment which meant no more punching things and than stabbing em, now just bayonet em and throw them off and keep running.

Taking a left turn and than a random right behind a building, skipping over more bones and reaper soldier remains I ran full tilt while dodging hooves from the guards, not wanting to get caught while searching for the loaded rifle, a way out in case of shit hitting the fan, and lastly to find my old room. While running I spotted a half melted Kodiak and quickly climbed into it, a few of the guards galloped by me while one looked at the front, seeing himself in the reflection until he saw the omni-blades orange glow and started to kick out the windows and after a while he managed to make a whole large enough to fit his head, in which I gently stabbed him on the nose, forcing a yelp out of him and a loud ass laugh from me. The sounds of our little game of hide-and-seek was heard and I resumed my running until I spotted a garage and ran in, closing the door to it behind me, and as soon as I saw the dark blue aura on the door I knew that it was Luna, seeing how she is dark blue or purple it had to be her, so I began to randomly tap on the door controls until it said that I was a thief and it entered locked down, and as it rose a few feet to allow a pony to enter it quickly closed after her, leaving the lone mare against me.

"Wrong place wrong time motherfucker." I said while smirking, my voice was enough to scare her, being alone with me while her backup was outside was enough to make her shake with fear. Laughing loudly I jumped down from the keypad and walked over to her, deactivating the rifle and placed on its respectable slot, and as I got closer to her she tried to find a way out but instead walked into a maze of destroyed cars, power lifters, a few Kodiak's, even a wheel-less Mako which pissed me off since I was gonna use that to get out while I still can get away.

Walking after her I grin under my helmet, slowly catching up to her since she kept trying to climb over the cars and bodies but ends up tiring herself out, slowing down to the point where I can her panting and eventually I hear her body drop to the floor, dead tired.

"Little mare...I know you are tired...I know where you are so don't try to resist me..." I said while stepping over human skeletons and stepping on husks, marauders, cannibals, even a dead brute was lying on the floor. After a few minutes I finally found her, curled up into a ball, shivering out of fear and most likely afraid that I am going to kill her, and stepping closer I saw that she was crying as well and that I can clearly tell that she was trying to make herself as small as possible.

Looking her over I saw that she was a little to small compared to the others, she looked more frail than the other earth ponies and that her mane looked more stylized than the rest, along with the fact that she had a faint smell of perfume that is now mixed with the smell of sweat and dirt. "Little mare...I won't hurt you...I promise I won't...you are an unarmed civilian...on my orders I can not harm a civilian. I will get you out of here...you just have to let me touch you." as I said that she slowly moved her hooves from her face, her eyes are red from all the crying and very slowly she moved a hoof over to me, and by my guess that she wanted me to help her up so she can leave but when I got closer I saw that she hurt herself on something, and taking a closer look her rear right leg was bleeding a bit, helping her get on her hooves again I saw that it was a fragment of a marauder's head spike and that it was at least a good inch or two into her. I sighed deeply as I put my hand on her rear, and suddenly heard a yelp, looking at her I saw that she was sensitive there and looked to where my hand was, and behold that it was on those marks on their asses.

Logical Guess: Ass Marks=Ultra Sensitive.

Stupid Guess: Fun Spot!

Illogical Guess: Marks=What The Fuck?

Shrugging a bit I quickly put my hand back where it was and with my other yanked the spike out and as soon as it came out she freaken mule kicked me in the head, snapping it to the side as she looks at me. The pain it gave me hurt like hell, it was like firing a Claymore shotgun right at my face, trying to use the iron sights on it and not entirely keeping the damn thing in a firm grip.

"S...s...sorry...I...I panicked...the pain...it hurts...." she was whimpering from the pain, and I was moaning from the sudden hard kick to the face but at least my helmet kept my head from exploding like a watermelon.

"It is alright Little mare...and now...since we are stuck in here till they rather knock the damn gate down, I unlock it and raise the gate, or we find a way out....and I am guessing you have a few questions about me than." I said while my lights slowly turn to white for normal status, and at that change the pony stopped being scared by a small amount and nodded at me. "Well than let us go find us a safe place to set up camp for a while...the security office is nice...if its still there." she agreed to follow me but as we got half way there she started to slow down until she couldn't keep going, turning around I picked her up with one hand and carried her like a baby with that arm, she weakly hit my upside the helmet with her hoof, saying that she was not a foal and was an adult, so far doesn't look like it.

As soon as we got to the room I had to set her down on a partially decayed hammock and started to remove dead husks and cannibals, stomping on their heads to make sure they are dead and not just playing dead. After a good ten minutes of head stomping the room was clear of corpses and I went back to the injured guard, tending to her wound by finding a med-kit and pulling out partially good bandages and wrapping them around the punctured flank, which to me sounded so wrong in my head, like how was I going to explain that to everyone else outside? 'Oh yea the mare? Yea her flank got penetrated by a large metal object...no no its alright I helped her with it...' my god that will get me killed horribly if I said that and her brothers or sisters heard that...

Ten minutes after disinfecting and dressing her wound I left her to rest while I explored the building I was in, and from the looks of garage security that this was the first place to be hit, and as soon as I got to the lobby I saw that the windows were somewhat still intact, cracked and missing a few pieces but intact, and taking a look out the window I saw that all the princesses were waiting out by the gate, all the guards hammering at the gate, trying to force it down, looking up a bit I saw that the few pegasi were flying circles over head, thinking that I will try to slip out the back but knowing this building, the only way out besides the front is the roof top landing pad...and I know that is a long shot. Moving around more corpses, bone piles, even a severed arm still attached to a fireman's axe...at least this person died fighting.

The climb to the second floor was simple since their was no bodies on it, and by the looks of it I am in an apartment complex for military personnel and officers...entire second floor is empty, not even a lone weapon left behind, third floor was a bit corpsy, a few used thermal clips, a box of grenades that is covered in a thick layer of dust and blood, and one dead brute that is missing its head. Props to the soldier that blew that thing off.

Fourth floor...

Why are you none existent?

When I got to that fourth floor I saw that there was nothing of it left but support beams and piles of ashes, and when I mean piles I mean fucking piles, I could have jumped on them and create a cloud of it. Sure that would be fun but I respect the dead...well dead of my people, the dead of other species I can give a rats ass, hell I even ripped the eyes of a batarian once, and they said that their eyes are important when they die, so well....I ripped them out and crushed them while they were still connected to his brain. In all I was a douche for doing that while he was still alive. No I just don't give a damn about respecting the dead.

Fifth Floor....

Why must you be so full of dead bodies?

I shit you not, the entire floor was littered with corpses, mostly husks and brutes, but still the amount of dead bodies surprised me. My guess was that they made a last stand here and anyone or everyone fought to the death waiting for extraction but it never came. I saw mothers still holding their children close to them, men still holding their rifles or pistols, fighting to the last man...seeing the ghosts of the dead is haunting as hell...seeing it all happen as I walk into the room was even more haunting...and I knew this happened...this happened during the first weeks of the war...London was an all out dead land. No life on the streets except for survivors running place to place...reaper forces looking for survivors to be processed....

Sixth floor...

What I saw on that floor before it was the roof was...it was hell...I saw bodies...not skeletons or rotting bodies...these are...ashes...the bodies that have turned to ashes on the outside but hollowed out on the inside...I knew that they were alive at some point...but watching them get burned alive in an instant....their was holes in the walls of where the Reaper Destroyers fired...clean through the building and anyone caught was an ash statue...

Walking quietly down the halls I saw more and more holes in the building, looking around only to find piles of dried slag, ash bodies, destroyed rooms...otherwise nothing.

Looking at the doors that were still intact I saw that this building was my old apartment complex before I was shipped to the Traverse Systems...and found Cerberus...so much went so wrong in a few days when I was sent out to Eden Prime...I was one of the few people that was there when Saren attacked it...with those blasted Geth soldiers of his. Him and anyone else that works for the Reapers will pay for betraying us...and killing them has been my main goal for four years before Earth was attacked...and now look at this place...we had every fleet in the galaxy...but from what I can tell that wasn't enough to save us from complete and utter annihilation...we have failed...and we lost everything...

The sudden sound of hooves banging on a door was enough to kick me out of my depressed state of life and made me realize that the chase was still on and that the roof door didn't have any lockdown gates...which meant that they can just buck the damn thing down in a matter of seconds.

And I was right. As soon as I got to take a look at the door I saw it crack inward from a powerful kick to center mass, and turning tail I looked at each door number, hoping to find my room and hide in it till it blows over, knowing these ponies they will respect the dead and leave since their bodies are to long to proper move in these hallways with ease without destroying a corpse in the process.

Without even turning my head I started moving back to the doors, looking at the numbers and silently swearing with each unsuccessful room not being the one I am looking for, and time is of the essence when a swarm of angry ponies that are capable of flying and using telekinesis, and having three ponies capable of doing both is a nightmare...I can only do one and flying...only if I was tossed out cause I consider that flying if I can angle myself just right and not go face first into the ground splattering myself everywhere like a tomato.

After 10 ten doors of wrong numbers I finally found the door to my old room, still intact except that their was a huge blood splatter on it and four bullet holes in it. That worries me...I know that she knew how to use a pistol but the way this looked...it looked like she fell down while firing...like she tripped or was shot herself...either option was bad enough. I knew that she was dead but I want to know how she died...old age...disease...forced to join the battle for humanity....or was she turned into a husk and put down before she killed anyone....so many options of how she went out...but none of them was assuring to me...

"THERE HE IS!" Ah....fucking hell...

Turning my head I saw an armored pony head poking out of a hole in the wall, trying to wedge his way in and get to me but lucky his fat ass couldn't fit or even go further without hurting himself which would be amusing to me greatly. As he kept trying to wedge his way in I tried to get the door to open but it wouldn't budge like something was blocking it, so I did what any sense able man would do when a girl locks a door on him when he needs to get inside.

I fucking blew that door open with a sticky grenade placed at the center of the door, blowing it everywhere while leaving it still attached, making a nice human sized hole large enough for me to fit without as much of room to spare. Throwing my rifle in the hole first before my half-assed bandolier of grenades with it, not wanting to throw grenades in first than myself...that would be silly, putting grenades first than myself, hell if those went off early for some crazy reason than my own ass would explode cause of a pre-mature detonation. Hehe...

"Alaria...play a random soundtrack. Something good."

"Affirmative."

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=uMyamvpFS1Y]

Outside of the Military building

"Princess, we found him in the ruins of an old building. He has no where else to go but the roof of the building." one of the pegasi guards, Golden Daisy, said while panting from the constant flying in the caves.

Without even turning around to look at her Celestia smiles and speaks up, "Good. You may rest now Daisy, and tell the other flyers to come down and rest as well. It is only a matter of time before Roran gets tired of hiding and leaves that building." a loud thud was heard by them and they look to see a small puff of dust fly out of the sixth floor.

"Seems like our friend found a trap and set it off...we need to hurry."

Back Inside

Taking a look back at the pony who decided to put his head in the hole I noticed that he was darker than the rest, and by darker I mean he looked like he got dunked in dark paint and never bothered to wash that crap off his coat, that or he was born like that, first thought is the funny one since I did that to at least three different marines all in the same day. End result was my ass getting drugged and drunk off my ass and waking up next to a very satisfied krogan....my memory was a bit fuzzy but I do know that I did the walk of shame while strangling one of the marines.

Pointing and laughing at him I made my way into the hole I made and picked up my things, taking a glance around I saw that it was the hall, and the room in front of me was the living room, taking another glance around I saw that it was clean, some burn marks but nothing else odd. This was very odd...even for her...

Taking a position by the door to our bedroom I counted to three and kicked it in with a loud thud and a crack from the door breaking and splintering from the force and impact. Looking down the sights of the rifle to see if anything was still or barely alive in the room, not wanting to be ambushed by anything still in there. After my rifle gave me an affirmative that nothing was alive in the room by vibrating the grip twice and with a quick prayer to any god that has my attention at the time which is currently Satan, Chick Norris, Leroy Jenkins, and all time favorite myself.

Looking int other room I saw nothing out of place except a large hole in the wall and nothing else below it so something must have misfired. Not noticing anything else I inch my way into the room, searching for any signs of well...anything at this point.

To describe my old room in its current condition will be a freaking miracle on its own, I mean it is totally a fucking mess that even I would be proud to call it my own except that if I made it, it would smell like stank and shame and I would be the king of the cloths pile with my beer can and pistol, except since it wasn't my pile, I call it a shame and should be burned for trying to be like my pile of crap. From left to right this was my room's condition, books on the floor, shot up window, dead husk, dead marauder, dead marine, more books, a field ration, a half melted corpse that I had no fucking idea what it was, broken vase, a not smoked cigar in which I picked up and added to my collection of smokes, a mass-produced doll from the movie called Halo and I took it and tied it to my waist near a new 'Box of Fucks', another dead husk, and lastly an ash statue sitting on a chair looking right at the door....looking at me.....a familiar face looking right at me.

Oh...my...fucking...god...

The ash remains of my old girlfriend, Alaria.

Back Outside

"Any progress on finding a way inside Captain Armor?"

"None yet...the rooftop is closed off and the basement is still sealed shut...I am sorry Princess Celestia but Roran has officially barricaded himself into that building with one my guards...I will not leave my guards behind for any reason."

"I know that Captain but we can't get in as you said...the only other options are we blow a hole into it or we find a way to destroy the blockage at the roof and the basement...and these buildings look ancient and if we put to much force into it, they might collapse and crush us."

As the two argued about how to get the human out and how to get their pony out safely without causing any damage to either of them until the sounds of a loud yell snapped them out of it.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! GOD DAMN IT NO! NO! NO! WHY! WHY! ALARIA WHY! GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!"

They were silent when they heard that loud outburst until it finally stopped and then the sounds of metal groaning under stress as the unicorn guards finally managed to force the garage door open by putting enough force and pressure at its center, making it cave in on itself.

"Uh...guardsponies...get in there...get our missing guard...get her out now...and if you find Roran...just tell us...from the sound of that yelling...he found someone he cared for...lets just...avoid him at all costs."

But it was to late to avoid the on coming rage train.

Back Inside

""NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! GOD DAMN IT NO! NO! NO! WHY! WHY! ALARIA WHY! GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!"

The ash shell of my old girlfriend, staring right at me, and by her feet was the remains of a syringe and a saddened look on her face. I dropped down to my knees, dropping my rifle and anything else in my hands to the ground. Staring back at the remains of Alaria, tears come to my eyes, my hands shaking as I tried to feel her skin, only for it to slightly leave a dent on her cheek.

"Alaria...why...why...why did you kill yourself..." I croaked out while crying inside my helmet, the tears falling onto the visor as I just stared at the floor, on my hands and knees not even caring about the world around me or outside of the building.

"We promised each other that we would never kill ourselves by our own hands or the hands of others....why....was the fighting here so horrible that you couldn't handle it? Why...why why why....Alaria why...." I slowly got closer to her by crawling to her left side, avoiding the syringe and avoiding any contact to ruin her still form. my tears blurring my vision and my crippling sadness was enough to get me to not even care about who might be watching.

Taking off my helmet for the first time in what would have been 2 years of constant fighting against Raiders, Cerberus, Reapers, and even against my old friend Kei Leng, but only to have myself petrified to stone and to watch my world and my race get reduced to ashes and echoes.

Looking at her body I saw that by her feet was a data disc, covered in a thick layer of dust and ashes, picking it up with a wobbly hand and putting into the data port at the rear of my helmet. Once the disc was placed in the port it began to play an old recording of Alaria started to appear on the wall to my right, the recording was rugged and shaking as whoever or whatever was holding it must have been in a hurry or that they were under attack.

"Roran...the Alliance can't hold on any longer here in London...they are evacuating any survivors to Rio Grande.....they tried to hold the line but the Reapers just....they just annihilate everything in their way...they have already set up harvesting plants...I..I saw my friends get turned into those...those monsters....they are killing everything Roran....please...please come home....get us...get all of us out of here....we can hide somewhere...put ourselves to sleep and wait it out....use your Cerberus connections to get us out...please...just please...." it gets slightly cut off as a loud thud was heard and the loud humming of energy is head in the background as the energy is charged up and than is fired at an object outside. "No...their here...Roran...I'm sorry...but I will not be claimed by those things...sorry but I must do this...I wish I can see you again....but I will not be turned into a Husk to serve a monster that wants all of us dead...good-bye my love...good-bye..." and with that she sighs sadly before picking up a small case to her side, clicking it open, taking it a small syringe before injecting it into her neck, and a few moments later she goes limp, the syringe falling to the floor, and a moment later a loud metallic roar goes off than finally a bright beam enters the room for a few seconds before it stops, the room shakes and the feed goes dead.

"Alaria....I...I failed you....I failed Earth...the Alliance....I failed everyone....if only I was fast enough...if only I was strong enough...if only...if only we were fast enough...if only....if only..." I slammed my fist down on the ground, making a large dent in it, the sound of the floor creaking and groaning, than slamming my fist again, and again, and again until I fell on my back, just slamming my fist down until I couldn't feel anything in my head. Just losing myself to the pain of loss and agony.

The sound of hooves was behind me, their voices loud enough to be heard from my lying position.

"Sir...I hear crying...are you sure this is a good idea to try and spy on him...we don't know if this is a trap or if he is crying because he found something he didn't want to find?

"Oh be quiet Featherweight...who cares, the princesses want him alive so we bring him alive to them. Now come on lets go get him while he is not paying attention."

Wrong move assholes.

I got up off my ass, grabbed my rifle, my grenades, and finally grabbed my last piece of memory of my past and put my helmet back onto its respectable place on my head, and took a step near the door. I counted to three and kicked the door open and found four ponies waiting by the door and each one wore the facial expression of shock as I butted, kicked and pimped slapped my way to the hall way, leaving four knocked on their asses guards, and for added insult to injury I picked up one of the male guards, put him on top of another male guard in the 69 position, and laughed evilly while running to the roof.

Upon getting to the roof I found out how strange my luck system is so far, first I lose my arms and legs, than I get lucky and win the lottery on the Citadel, than I got kicked really hard in the nuts by a pissed off krogan warlord, than I get shot in the foot by the same krogan warlord, after that I got promoted to the rank of Lt. Commander, than I got lucky enough to retire early because of my accident and joined Cerberus, got unlucky when I was paired up with Kei Leng and on our first mission got fucked up, I now have a few replaced organs, and lastly my bad luck stuck to me when I got re-instated to the Alliance Navy and got blasted by a Reaper. In all....fuck my life.

On that roof I was on, I shit you not, was a Kodiak, still in one piece, still looked like it could fly and if I could bet all the money I had on me, could fly on the first time I push the power button. Running to the side panel I tap the button that opens the door, and in that exact moment, I thought my brain exploded from how lucky I was, the door opened up with ease, I get in, close it behind me, went straight to the cockpit, and my luck took a shit on me when it said that power core was damaged and needed to be repaired. I went into a fit of rage, punched the cockpit window, the door, the side panel, and just to try and calm down I throw a grenade off the ledge and it exploded on the roof of another building, making it shake a bit from the small shockwave and explosion, and my luck decided to take a large crap on my head by making it partially collapse on itself, blowing whatever cover I had left.

In a matter of seconds every single pegasus guard flew up to the roof and all three princesses also flew up and landed near the Kodiak, my back facing it. I was once again my back against a wall.

"Okay...I know what you are about to say...'Was this human that stupid to make a building cave in on itself?' Well..honestly yes...I do believe so, but than again...last of my kind, these are my people's structures, my inheritance, so yea...I guess I have the right to do what I want with it...and besides...your guardsmare is fine...she is in the security room in the basement if you haven't gotten to her already..." I said while keeping my rifle at my hip, leaving it pointed at them since none knew if it was loaded or not.

"So are you ready to give up and come back with us? We just wanted to help you." said the shorter pink horned pegasus, still don't know what they are called or what her name is, so for now I will just called her Short Pinky.

"Yea...I guess I am ready...but first let me do one last thing..." and with that I ran right at them, putting my barrier field up, and jumping over them, and with a fast motion jumped over the ledge. To most humans, jumping off a six story building is suicide, for a man with robotic parts, cybernetic implants and organs, and a soft landing spot...somewhat possible and survivable.

The looks on their faces when I jumped over the edge. Priceless.

"Fuck this shit I am out of here!!!" I said as I went over the edge, Celestia had her jaw dropped, Luna was busy trying to figure out what 'fuck' means, and Short Pinky was completely oblivious to what was going on.

Note to self: Jumping off a building while there was pegasi guards in the air and unicorns on the ground was probably not the best idea since they can easily catch me. About half way down I felt four pairs of hooves around my arms and legs, which to me sucked since I was gonna land perfectly fine, but I guess they thought I took the suicide route.

One thing about me. I never, ever, take suicide as an option even if it was my only escape from pain or torture.

Quickly shaking my arms and legs they tightened their hold until I smacked and kicked a few of them, forcing them to let me go, and a four story drop while spread out...yea...that is a very painful belly flop if landed like that, but for me, it was more like I landed on left leg first, than my right, entered a roll, and broke through a window before getting stopped by a counter. Even after millions of years, hitting my head on a hard object while wearing a protective helmet still hurts like a bitch.

After ten minutes of cradling my head and swearing to the point where if I hadn't turned off my mic, the ponies would have thought I was saying all those words to them, and they would not have known any or all of them, and if they knew some of them than I wonder if I was talking in my sleep or they read my mind when I was a statue that night...either way...imma have to explain a bit....or not.

"Are you done fooling around Roran, because this is starting to become silly and a waste of time." my lord...does the short pink one ever shut up....

"Ya...yea yea yea...I would say fully done...but I just landed in an old safe house...a fallout shelter..." which was true since the sign on the back door said 'This way to Bunker #404', and truth be told that sounded pretty fake since most bunkers would have a long serial code not three numbers. "Don't try to stop me from opening it and finding anything inside."

As soon as I opened those doors a pile of skeletons fell over and landed on top of me, which scared the shit out of one guard, made a few gag, and even made Short Pinky cover her eyes, to me I just laughed it off and threw the skeletons aside where they burst into ashes from being so old and fragile.

"Okay...not what I was expecting...but it is a good start. My people got here in time...but something got in and killed them all...gotta clear this out...be back in...oh lets say...an hour?" and once I got up and began to close the double-doors, I heard the sounds of life behind me...and the sounds of a couple hundred or less Husks behind me.

"Fuck." was all I said before a hand grabbed my leg, yanked hard on it, and dragged me a few feet until the ponies entered after me, all three princesses had their horns glowing, my guess that it was like a biotic blast in my books.

I looked down and saw that the Husks looked like they are running on fumes, their energy reserves look incredibly low and they energy lines on their bodies look like they are about to fail at any moment, taking my chances I kicked the one holding me in the face, its head looked like it took a shotgun to the head, just caving in and squirting its black gunk you would call blood everywhere. Turning on my helmet lights, I saw that I was right about a couple hundred or less, it was most likely the hundreds that fled here and turned into a harvesting facility, and these unlucky fucks were the harvested.

"Pony Princesses! Get the fuck out of here!" I shouted while punching another in the head, pulling out my M-8 Avenger and using single shots while aiming, making sure each shot counts. I heard a half-ass response from them before I shouted louder in my mic, "Get your fat flanks out of this god-damn bunker now before I start kicking each and every single one of your flanks out myself!" That got their attention and once I turned that corner my ammo counter ran out, and they were waiting for me to get there to seal it off.

My Luck Counter which is always placed near my small radar symbol near my left eye suddenly turned to zero.

My luck telling me to go fuck myself...again...

I felt my hands grab the handles of the doors to pull myself through and close it behind me, but the grip of 7 Husks was enough to only get my hands on the edges of the door. More and more began to grab onto their comrades and pull, the door slowly closing as slowly got pulled into the hell behind me. Turning my head back I saw some of the Husks trying to claw at me while being held back by the ones grabbing me, looking forward I saw the ponies trying to get the Husks off of me...my decision was suicidally insane.

"Don't look back Princesses." I shouted while slowly closing it behind them, their faces turn to shock as I slowly trapped myself with them. "Don't look back!" was all they heard before the doors were shut and sealed from within.