Mass Effect: Devotion RP

The two reach the door to the docking bay. The shrouded man stops Tyndareus before they exit.

"You go ahead to the shuttle, I've got some unfinished business to take care of."

Tyndareus' suspicions are off the charts.

"...Alright, but hurry..."

The shrouded man heads back down the corridor as the turian heads outside for the shuttle.

Noticing the other man coming back to him, Ferron readies his equipment.
shit
HE steps out slowly into the middle of the corridor where he can be seen.

Tyndareus waits patiently in the shuttle, as the shrouded man confronts Feron.

"...Listen Spectre... I have a proposition for you..."

Ferron widens his eyes as this person already knows so much about him.
"im..."
He secretly put his hand on his pistol.
"...listening."

"I have the turian you are the looking for. The last remnant of your past sits just outside that door, in a shuttle rigged with N-Class mines. I'm sure you're familiar with their destructive power."

The shrouded man's commanding voice rings out through the corridor.

"What I'm giving you... Is a chance to erase the last person who stands in your way. Call it... A last chance for true happiness."

"You have tyndareus!?..."
His mouth is left open as he think about what to say next.
retrieve the last remnant on sanity, or burn it all and forget the past.

"Yes... And I will give him to you, for the right price."

The shrouded man's sinister words pierce the darkness.

Ferron begins to strut around the hallway.
"Listen. I want to see the detonator."

The man scoffs and pulls out a small metal cylinder with a bright red button under his thumb.

"Satisfied?"

He smirks.
"Very."
And quickly pulls out his pistol, and at the same time, uses his bio to pull the detonator, and shoots him with one laser right in the head.

The cloak flies off, revealing a mech with a voice changer and a transmission range enhancer. Suddenly it begins to beep as if sounding off something.

"a mech!"
Ferron begins to shoot it more, then take cover.

The mech explodes, filling the corridor with flame and metal flying everywhere.

Ferron manages his way outside the door where tyndareus went.

Tyndareus explores the shuttle and soon realizes he is locked within it. He attempts to use his omni-tool to reach anyone.

"No signal. Damn..."

He notices figure come out to the docking bay from the corridor.

That must be that shrouded asshole.

He sits and waits in the cockpit.

(btw forgot to add, ferron picked up the cloak that the mech wore.)
Ferron pick the hood over his head, and walked in the ship. and walked to the cockpit.
He changed his voice.
"Are you ready to go?"

"...Yeah...What took you so long?"

The turian's suspicions were off the charts.

"had some business to do..."
Ferron recognizes the ships controls, and takes off to the C Sec section of the citadel.

"Where are we going now?"

The turian slowly reaches for his pistol.

Ferron quickly places his pistol on tyndareus' forehead.
"keep your hands up, or you die."
Still shrouded, Ferron begins engangeing the autopilot.

"What the-"

Suddenly the lights in the shuttle shut-off, replaced by a purely red light. The man in shrouds voice comes in over the shuttle's computer system.

"My, my... Look how things have turned out for you two. Brothers born through battle, then torn apart by a rather meager and easily planned twist of fate ...it's a pretty tragic tale if you think about it."

A tense silence fills the shuttle.

"...But you know what the funny thing is? Both of you, have got blood on your hands."

Tyndareus body jolts with despair.

"Anyway, I promise I won't blow up the shuttle with the bombs I rigged them with if you promise to play nice until you land, alright?"

The shuttle's auto-pilot begins to switch coordinates.

"Shit!"
Still holding the pistol to his head, Ferron tries to work past the man prgramming, but cannot. BHe looks at Tyndareus and the hood falls off his face showing him.
He looks at him, slowly taking the gun off, and putting it back on him as he now tries with both hands to rehack the ship.

Tyndareus feels a rush of emotions.

"...It's you..."

Rage, regret, sorrow all flow through him like the blood in his veins. His voice is trembling, barely keeping these emotions at bay.

"...Why..."

"i cannot bgein to explaini why my old friend..."
He continues pressing buttons.
"Damn! what is this! Explain yourself!"
He yells at the ship.

"Oh my dear subjects ...did I forget to mention this was an overnight flight?"

Suddenly, a light mist begins to pour out of the ventilation system of the shuttle. Tyndareus immediately begins to feel drowsy and disoriented.

"...Fe...ron..."

Before going unconscious, the turian attempts to grab the drell spectre only to collapse halfway through. The mist covers the entire shuttle.