The Renegade Adored
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Category:
+M through R › Mass Effect
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
39
Views:
16,186
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Mass Effect universe and I do not get any money for this story.
Memory: "Fais ce que tu veux"
Memory: "Fais ce que tu veux" (Something heard once, a long time ago.)
"What the fuck is wrong with you people? Stop questioning me! Set the goddamn charges! Now!" she shouted into her headset.
"Lieutenant! They're trying to come out again, position Beta!"
"Keep them pinned down! Heavy weapons, cave the fucking hole in on them." Hayden headed west. "Have you set the charges, Sunjeet?"
"Yes, Lieutenant." The Marine sounded like he was going to start crying.
"Good, fall back half a click and keep position Gamma pinned down. Heavy crossfire, don't let up for a second."
"Yes, Lieutenant."
"Shepard out." Hayden snarled to herself. Useless, weak, stupid soldiers. All they had to do was follow orders, was this really so hard? She raced up to the Beta command center, and watched with satisfaction as the Batarians were driven back into the caves. "Keep hammering them," she commanded to the gunners.
"Lieutenant? Position Alpha here, we have a situation."
Hayden gritted her teeth in irritation. "Go ahead." She checked the timing, and the last status updates coming in from the units stationed at position Gamma.
"They want to parley, Lieutenant."
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear that," said Hayden coldly.
"They want to parley, they have a white flag."
Hayden rolled her eyes. "I can't hear you, Corporal. Position Delta, status report?"
"They're trying to surrender, Lieutenant! Are you just going to ignore them?"
"No, you fucking idiot, I'm going to bomb them into next month! Now cut the goddamn chatter so I can get an update from position Delta."
There was silence on the radios for a second. "Delta here, we just took out the second weapons platform, but it looks like they've gotten reinforcements from somewhere."
"That would be the ship the Major let in," snapped Hayden. Why was everyone so stupid here? Kill them all, that's what the mission parameters said. The brass had been very clear about that. They wanted a message sent back to the Terminus Systems, a clear unmistakable message about what would happen if the attacks on Human colonies continued. They didn't want to deal with months and years of appeals and diplomatic red tape. She had sixty men in her mission command and five hundred body bags. "Sunjeet, blow it." Surely this math wasn't that hard?
"You can't do this, Lieutenant!"
Hayden took a deep breath. "Corporal, you better save a bullet for yourself because if you are still alive when this is over, I swear I will kill you myself if you question my orders one more goddamned time."
The earth rocked under their feet, indicated that the demolitions expert had finally obeyed his orders. She could hear the screams of the trapped slavers from here, and wondered if there were vents nearby.
"I'll see you in Hell, Lieutenant," Sunjeet choked out, and then there was the loud report of a standard issue firearm.
"Not likely," quipped Hayden quietly. "You'll be in the nosebleed section. Me, I'm gonna have box seats." Hayden knelt down next to some plating in the side of the walls, ignoring the white, set faces of the remaining soldiers under her command. She unscrewed the plate, to reveal some kind of ventilation shaft. "Preston, bring those gas grenades over here. Let's toss down a few."
"What the fuck is wrong with you people? Stop questioning me! Set the goddamn charges! Now!" she shouted into her headset.
"Lieutenant! They're trying to come out again, position Beta!"
"Keep them pinned down! Heavy weapons, cave the fucking hole in on them." Hayden headed west. "Have you set the charges, Sunjeet?"
"Yes, Lieutenant." The Marine sounded like he was going to start crying.
"Good, fall back half a click and keep position Gamma pinned down. Heavy crossfire, don't let up for a second."
"Yes, Lieutenant."
"Shepard out." Hayden snarled to herself. Useless, weak, stupid soldiers. All they had to do was follow orders, was this really so hard? She raced up to the Beta command center, and watched with satisfaction as the Batarians were driven back into the caves. "Keep hammering them," she commanded to the gunners.
"Lieutenant? Position Alpha here, we have a situation."
Hayden gritted her teeth in irritation. "Go ahead." She checked the timing, and the last status updates coming in from the units stationed at position Gamma.
"They want to parley, Lieutenant."
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear that," said Hayden coldly.
"They want to parley, they have a white flag."
Hayden rolled her eyes. "I can't hear you, Corporal. Position Delta, status report?"
"They're trying to surrender, Lieutenant! Are you just going to ignore them?"
"No, you fucking idiot, I'm going to bomb them into next month! Now cut the goddamn chatter so I can get an update from position Delta."
There was silence on the radios for a second. "Delta here, we just took out the second weapons platform, but it looks like they've gotten reinforcements from somewhere."
"That would be the ship the Major let in," snapped Hayden. Why was everyone so stupid here? Kill them all, that's what the mission parameters said. The brass had been very clear about that. They wanted a message sent back to the Terminus Systems, a clear unmistakable message about what would happen if the attacks on Human colonies continued. They didn't want to deal with months and years of appeals and diplomatic red tape. She had sixty men in her mission command and five hundred body bags. "Sunjeet, blow it." Surely this math wasn't that hard?
"You can't do this, Lieutenant!"
Hayden took a deep breath. "Corporal, you better save a bullet for yourself because if you are still alive when this is over, I swear I will kill you myself if you question my orders one more goddamned time."
The earth rocked under their feet, indicated that the demolitions expert had finally obeyed his orders. She could hear the screams of the trapped slavers from here, and wondered if there were vents nearby.
"I'll see you in Hell, Lieutenant," Sunjeet choked out, and then there was the loud report of a standard issue firearm.
"Not likely," quipped Hayden quietly. "You'll be in the nosebleed section. Me, I'm gonna have box seats." Hayden knelt down next to some plating in the side of the walls, ignoring the white, set faces of the remaining soldiers under her command. She unscrewed the plate, to reveal some kind of ventilation shaft. "Preston, bring those gas grenades over here. Let's toss down a few."