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Traveling through Omega station streets was a nerve-wracking experience.

On every cornel, I could feel eyes that were watching me from the shadows of alleys or windows, but for me, the more dangerous was what these gazes were conveying, like vultures they were waiting for someone to confront her just for them to loot my body when it's all done and said.

The sole savior for me was her new and already most loved terminator rifle that I held in her hands, ready to kill the first idiot who would confront me.

Fortunately for me, nobody wanted to be the first death, so I was able to get to the lower docks without problem, and what greeted me was her future home.

A 145 meters long an ugly looking frigate of Batarian Hegemony that was built into a blocky triangle that looked like an arrowhead and as the ship type was named Yu Garr, but for me, it was a godsend gift just ripe for taking as the two sole guards were waiting outside playing what looked like galaxy equivalent of poker.

I looked around and was relieved that the docks were almost empty with just some aliens walking around.

I looked at my Omni-tool and once again thanked gods that the previous Mera was genius even to quarian standards when it came to engineering as her private Omni-tool was the more customized hacking computer that had numerous build-in options from Mera.

Looking at all the options, I found what I wanted, the table on which two guards were playing was nothing more than a crate that could be hacked given enough ingenuity.

Smiling under my visor, I started to work, first I timed my path that would be the most secured from praying eyes.

Then I walked as if I was head for a different destination without alarming anybody.

Walking around the two playing batarians who threw me nasty looks filled with greed and disgust, I counted in my mind.

"3. 2. 1."

I said quietly for myself as on zero the table started to spark and malfunction, making the two batarians curse and look what's happening, giving me ample of time to send to ship the codes I looted from death batarians making the ship open the doors on distance.

And the moment I saw the doors open, I quietly run to them, making it almost inside until one of the batarians looked at the ship.

"FUCK! STOP!"

The batarian screamed at me, making the other look at what is happening, and at that moment, I was inside the ship and started to hack the panel on the door's locking system.

Fortunately, the batarian designs almost never added antihacking systems as most of the work could be overwritten manually, so I closed the doors and blocked it from my side as I made the ship into lockdown.

Still not wanting to risk my fortune, I made my way to bridge in a little amount of time as the batarian designs just liked a simplicity.

After I get to the bridge, I quickly started to work on powering the ship up, and the most helpful thing was that batarians built their ship that it could be driven from the captain's seat to take over the helm in case of rebelling subordinate.

As the engines lighted up, I could see from video feet how the two batarians tried to get through the doors, completely forgetting that their species built it very resistant in case of slave rebellion.

"This is Omega control! You don't have permission to fly off!"

Said voice through the speakers, repeating the same line, but for me, it was just what I needed.

"Im sending you my permission right up!"

I said as I quickly worked upon powering the ship engines and at the same time working on the way to make sure I would get from this cursed rock in one piece.

"There you have it!"

I said as I sent one of Mera's experimental hacks that she created to fight the Ghets, in short, it should mak-"

"BOOOM!"

Yes, just this, I said as I looked at one of the Omega sectors that was probably Omega central control of flights that is now in flames and explosions that were work of hack that is built to send externally to any machine which would then send it to another and then self-explode if it could.

Taking the chance, I flew the ship out of docks and activating defense systems just in time to feel tremors from kinetic batteries that shot on me.

"Bye-bye FUCKERS!"

I said to myself as I flew the maximum speed this piece of crap could without tearing it apart and made my way to relay as other ships were too busy looking on the Omega explosions. Well, Im sure there would be some who would try their luck and use this distraction to loot everything they could as the bitch queen Tevos...

No wrong, Tevos is a councilor, so the bitch Queen Aria would be too busy to put down the flames and try not to let different gangs use this distraction to tear each other apart or even try to overthrow Aria...

As the relay was on the range, I sighed to myself as the adrenaline started to leave my system and slumped on the chair, wholly drained up.

A lot happened in this little time, a lot of things I thought were impossible, at least until now...

Like th-

/Sssss/

Wha?!

"Die suit rat!"

There was a shot followed with me jumping on the side as much as the quarians enhanced legs could as I took up my own rifle to kill batarian that was not supposed to be there!

The batarian died after being riddled by hundreds of grain-sized shots to his body, giving me time to look at myself just to see blood on my suit.

"Great..."

I said and quickly made my way to the medical bay and was careful enough to look around for any other possible surprise.

How was that fucker there?!

He was not supposed to be there...

As I was making my way, I saw one of the doors that were previously closed opened up.

Looking where it led to, I saw a fucking toilet.

Great, I was shot by fucker that stayed on the ship because of taking a dump at the best fucking possible time.

I cursed to myself as I arrived at a medical bay that looked more like a torture room, which it could be as the four-eyed bastards had these fetishes.

Quickly sealing the part where I was shot, I then sealed my suit and thanked God again, which was this day for numerous times for being shot through that didn't damage any of my vital organs.

But there is a problem.

The quarian biology that is so screwed up will kill me if I don't find a medicine that could help me as I was sure that the shot let numerous viruses to my very weak immune system.

Still, if my plan or rather wish it would pay off, I wouldn't need to fear the fewer that could kill me in near days.

The hours fly by as my ship sailed through infinite space to my destination and making sure to avoid any contact with anybody.

My fear was proven true as I already felt fewer that started to make my thought process very sluggish.

But finally, I arrived at my destination and sent out my pre-recorded message and, for the last time, prayed to God to help me.

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Mera was sitting on the captain's chair completely unconscious as the fewer started taking a toll on her weak body, but as it seemed that the transmigrated person would die, there was a beeping sound of a message.

"The Geth consciousness received your message, creator Mera. If you don't respond, we will board your ship."

There was a silence that was followed up be.

"As you requested, creator Mera, the Geth take care of you."