Mass Effect : Paragon Lost Page #5

Hey, I know our bosses dont see eye-to-eye,

but werre on the same team for a change.

Cerberus was trying to

cook up an antidote, too...

They wanted me to

figure out the abductions...

Think of all the people

we can save with this info!

We still dont know

who these bastards are.

Cerberus knows...

Knowing stuff is kind of our thing.

Weve taken to calling eem... Collectors.

Bullshit.

Hey, were a group with a

profound distrust of alien species.

We keep tabs on all of em,

even the mythicaI ones...

In stories, they show up,

"collect" some unwitting species,

and take it back home,

beyond some distant mass relay.

Yeah? What for?

Your guess is as good as mine...

They dont leave a forwarding address,

and its a one-way trip

for whatever they grab...

Thats everything Cerberus

knows about eem, honest.

I very much doubt that.

Hey... come on...

I cant help but wonder if these

"Collectors" had anything to do

with the mass disappearance

of the Protheans.

What was that?!

I didnt do it.

Its coming from downstairs!

I remember you...

The Alliance marines who bested the

Blood Pack, and their battlemaster, vega.

Thought they shipped you off to

the CitadeI months ago to stand triaI.

They didnt have the quad.

So they kept me here as a test subject.

Figured it was safer than transporting me.

I know the score, human.

Youre outnumbered and outgunned,

but I can get you off this rock.

All you have to do is open the cage.

Keep on dreaming, ugly.

Youre still a Blood Pack mercenary. I think

welll take our chances with the bugs.

Mmm...

vega? Are you alright?

Christine and April...

They counted on me to protect them.

Do you think I made the wrong

decision back there, Treeya?

I think you did what any

good leader would do...

There was no "right" choice, so you made

what you thought was the "best" choice.

If I were Commander Shepard, I would

have found a way to save all those people.

Well, youre not Shepard: yourre James vega.

You know, its funny-AdmiraI Hackett

gave me some similar advice once...

I know how hard you try to protect everyone...

Sometimes, circumstances

make that impossible...

You cant blame yourself, James.

vega! Doc! I think I found something

youre gonna want to see...!

Ive been looking through

these science files like you told me to,

and I tracked down the latest version of the

antidote. It tested at a success rate of 69%..

How many humans have they

tried this stuff out on, Nicky?

Essex would be the first.

Guess we dont

have much of a choice...

This is the one, vega.

How do we know it wont kill him?

We dont... But Essex is a

stubborn bastard. Do it, Treeya.

Administering antidote.

Metabolic-stasis...

English, Nicky.

Its not working.

That krogan doesnt know when to give up.

vega... We got company... Its for you.

So what is it?

Nothing friendly, thats for sure.

Here they come.

Kamille...?

That you? Kammy?!

Wait! Mason!

Mason!

Sh*t! What the hell is that thing?!

Fall back! Nicky,

find us a way outta here!

That armors too damn thick!

All clear...! This way!

Treeya...!

What about him...?

No time!

Im locking down the security

doors behind us. It should buy us a minute!

Nice work, Nicky!

Hey, hold up!

Whats wrong, sir...? The exit is this way!

Were taking a

quick detour... Follow me!

You said you can get us off

this planet. You ready to make good?

I had a ship hidden nearby:

as far as I know, its still there.

Hes Iying! We cantt trust him...

We have to trust him, Treeya...

Weve got nothing to lose: if he cantt

help us, everyone dies, him too.

Heh. You spared my life two years ago, vega.

I repay my debts. Now... lets hurry.

All clear!

This way!

Get in.

Now... where to?

Anywhere... Just get us outta here!

Whats going on?

Hard to say... Friends of yours?

Keep it off us! Hit it

with everything youve got!

Ahh!

Any better ideas, chief?!

Dont stop! Keep firing!

How many arms does this thing got?!

vega!

Augh!

Nicky!

Ha, ha, ha!

What the hell...? Hey, its Essex!

Outta the way!

Chew on this!

Heads up, vega...! Im comin!

Gotcha!

Nicky!

How bad is it?

That depends, sir...

Does... anyone else see Essex?

Its really me, kid... Still in the flesh,

thanks to you... Your antidote worked.

We did it, Doc.

You did reaI good, Nicky...

Now, you hold on, Marine.

Im... with you, sir...

Wevve still gotta... save our people...

No...

Thats a damn shame...

So... what do we do now? Well be lucky

to get off the ground in this bucket...

Oh, shell get off the ground-I guarantee that!

I just wontt promise how far shell go...

Then how bout the old ruins:

can we make it at least that far?

Its gotta be better than here.

Whats the difference? Theylll shoot

us down the second werrre airborne.

Any way you slice it,

our odds are long.

Collectors dont make a

habit of leaving witnesses.

Do you have any weapons?

Hmph! What kind of a question is that?

Youre speaking to a krogan.

We live for weapons.

Our only reaI option now is

to complete our initiaI objective...

We have to disable the

Collector ships engines...

But well have to do it from the inside.

What? Thats suicide!

The creepy eye thingll

open up before we get close!

Wed be... well... evaporated.

Thats just about the gist of it.

Hell, even factoring out the eye,

wed never break through their shields.

Why not fly directly into the eye?

Take the fight to them and punch

through where they least expect it.

What...? Its an idea.

As crazy as that sounds... I think you

might actually be on to something there.

Way I see it, we can take a chance...

or we can choke to death in this pit...

Good marines laid down their lives

for the people trapped up there,

and Ill be damned if Imm gonna

let their sacrifice be for nothing!

If I go out, Im going out

fighting for their memory...

Anybody here feels the same way,

youre welcome to join me.

Essex, you in?

Hm.

Well, I suppose the fumes these tanks

are spewing out would give us some cover...

This swill tastes of varren dung!

My ships cannon is still operationaI...

If we get close enough,

we can blast our way inside.

Then its just a matter

of reaching the others...

And once we administer the antidote,

maybe then they can join the fight.

Give me that damn thing... But Im

still calling this a suicide mission.

Ill need more than a drink

to change my mind.

Look, Milque... Youve been

right about everything so far...

But you gotta be wrong sometime,

and Id say yourre about due.

Whoa, man... Thats harsh drivin!

Were in, arentt we?

You say that like its a good thing.

Look at all of em...

I guess were the only ones who

made it outta the colony... Lucky, huh?

Yeah, tell that to Kamille and Nicky.

What do they want with

all these humans, anyway?

Ah, I hate bugs on my windshield.

We gotta stop this ship:

head for the drive core!

Lets try a short cut.

Wait-do you even know where youre going?!

No, I just want to smash

a few more walls! Hang on!

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