Chapter 4 - The Shadow Broker and Subject Zero

"Mordin. You wanted to see me?" Garrus stood across from the scientist and folded his arms. For some reason, the salarian had called him down here, which was rather strange, considering they never really talked and he didn't think he had any medical problems besides his scars... and even if he did, he'd go down to Dr. Chakwas.

 "Yes, wanted to talk," Mordin paced obviously having a lot on his mind. "Concerned about Shepard's... recent activities."

 "The recent murders of Kelly Chambers and Miranda, you mean?" Garrus never really cared much for Miranda, but he believed killing off Kelly was a bit much. Mordin nodded.

 "Believe she is also responsible for Justicar's death as well..." Ah, yes. Shepard had claimed that Samara had died because she had not survived the battle with her daughter, who presumably had also died. But was Shepard really strong enough to take down a Justicar? "Recent brains scans indicate hers is similar to that of a psychopath."

 "That would explain a lot, but why? Shepard wasn't like this before she died."

 "Indeed. Lazarus Project was a very delicate procedure, too many things could've gone wrong. Something did."

 "So, then what? What will we do with Shepard?"

 "Nothing. Believe she will continue to murder more females on ship, but Shepard is crucial to destroy the Collector base."

 "We can't just stand around while she murders her own comrades!" Garrus thought of Tali... Shepard was going to recruit her soon.

 "Patience. Might be able to treat her psychopathy, actually. I've put pills in her food before her mission, will wait for results."


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 Shepard couldn't control her sex drive. She didn't know why... was it something she ate? That 'Kelly Stew?' She didn't know... but she had to fuck something, and she had to fuck something soon. Unfortunately, however, she was confined in her damn armor. She couldn't even jerk off.

 "Shepard?" Liara gently touched her shoulder. Shepard became startled and suddenly remembered where she was. She had helped Liara take down the Shadow Broker, and it must have been pretty damn important, considering how Liara had started crying just a little while ago. "Shepard, it's over. It's... finally over."

 The Commander suddenly grabbed her throat, preventing any more words from escaping her lips. "Yes. Yes it is." Liara's eyes were wide with terror. Shepard lowered her onto the floor. "You're so smart, Liara. I still remember the first time we met..." Shepard kissed her, but it wasn't like the kisses they had shared prior to her death. It was rough and harsh, and Shepard bit her lips hard enough for blood to flow through. Liara couldn't protest, however, for the Spectre's grip on her throat was almost crushing, she knew Shepard could snap her neck in an instant. But Shepard would release her for a second to gasp for breath, then resume choking her.

 'Why aren't my biotics working?' Liara thought dreadfully. If they were, she could escape from Shepard grasp in an instant; but now, as the human continued to kiss her, she was also removing her armor. Well, not exactly, she only removed her codpiece, which fell to the floor with a clank.

 "So intelligent, Dr. T'Soni. That brain of yours is... truly a marvel." Shepard's words sent shivers down Liara's spine. Why was she talking about that? Liara started to see spots. When will Shepard release her?

 Shepard's large cock grazed her lab coat. She finally let go of her throat and air rushed into Liara's mouth and nostrils, and she had a coughing fit. Wait, no, she had to escape or else--

 The Commander took hold of her head and shoved her cock in her eye. Her left eye went blind as Shepard went farther in, and she screamed as she went back and forth through her eye socket.

 "STOP! SHEPARD PLEASE!" Shepard pulled out but entered her mouth next, and to Liara's disgust started pissing in there. Liara gripped Shepard's legs and struggled to swallow all of the warm fluid. Then, a blade sliced through the top of her head. Liara gasped and fell to the floor as her body began to spasm. Shepard knelt beside her head and touched her brain with the tip of her penis, and pushed her prick further in, creating a hole. Shepard fucked Liara's brains, creating a large pool of blood on the floor. By then, Liara had gone still. Shepard tore chunks off her brain, rubbing it on her armor. When she was finished, Liara's brain looked like mush with globs of semen covering it.

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 "Hold her still, Grunt!" Shepard ordered. Grunt obeyed and held Jack's arms still while Shepard sedated her. Jack shouted in fury as her biotics died down and was left vulnerable to her attackers.

 "FUCK YOU!" Jack roared.

 "Damn, you've got a mouth, don't you?" Shepard mocked. She forced her mouth open with her own biotics and used her knife to slice off her tongue. Jack screamed as the organ fell to the floor, and her mouth became filled with the unpleasant taste of her own blood. Shepard returned to her previous position and grabbed Jack's squirming legs.

 "Go ahead and have fun with over there, Grunt. I'll take her from here."

 "Thanks, Shepard." Grunt grabbed the sides of Jack's head, which fit nicely in his large claws, and put his spiked, krogan cock down her throat. He was rewarded with Jack's muffled screams, and he went farther inside, ripping her apart her larynx. Shepard couldn't have been more proud of her boy. Jack went limp. Shepard reached for her tattered neck, coating her hand with Jack's blood, and lubricated her dick with it. Shepard then slid inside her ass. Grunt continued to ram himself down Jack's throat. The two had a great time raping her corpse.

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"Shepard," the Illusive Man began. "I won't have you killing off your own crew. I had you recruit them for a purpose."

"Why the hell should I care? I never even wanted to work for this stupid-ass organisation."

"Yes, but how do you expect to take down the Collector Base without them?" he blew out smoke from his cigar.

"Fuck off, Tim. This is my ship. I give the orders around here. If I want someone dead, they die. Besides, those dumb bimbos deserved it."

"I'll be watching you, Shepard." Shepard shut the communications off. She walked away, not giving a single fuck.