Time Effect ( A Mass Effect Fanfiction)

Before going to his base/coumpound, Samael went to his house, entered his bedroom, pulled his bed aside, and opened a kind of door on the floor. Inside was a chest, which he quickly opened.

Inside the chest was a suit of armor, which Samael picked up and stared at.

'No matter what cycle, I always end up wearing the same style...'

In games, like any good RPG, you had armor that was heavy, medium, or light, and each type of armor could only be used by specific classes.

Here there were no such limitations, so the armor Samael had here was of a mix of all types, getting the better out of each, and had lots of protective shields. He always wore the same style and color, so memories of his old fights came flooding back.

He had been making this armor for years, always adjusting the size as he grew, but this was the first time in this cycle he was going to wear it for real.

The armor was also of the highest quality, something the galaxy wouldn't see for another 20 years, so it's safe to say Samael had the edge in that regard.

'... Friend, let's enjoy this last life together once more!'

Putting his armor on, Samael left the house and headed towards his base.

While on his way to his compound/base, Samael said to his AI, ''RR, pass on the information we've gotten to Jaret. Tell him I want the places of everyone involved destroyed today."'

Samael now had information about who wanted to attack them, and basically, it was all the other slums in San Francisco.

' They thought my mother was Tarzan's girlfriend... My God, what idiots!'

But this allowed Samael to clean up the other slums. He was going to do something like that before he left Earth, but he was going to do it in the future. This attempted kidnapping gave him the last push he needed to act. He wasn't a hero or anything like that, but he wanted Valery to stay in a safe place, and cleaning up the other slums, who already attacked his family, was a good start.

He would also increase the security around her, as if even thugs found out about her, the others organization also did. They just didnt act on it for some reason,maybe they thougth it was also a ruse of some kind. It worked in his favor until now, but he could not guarante it would work in the future.

''Don't forget to tell them to film our fight. Let's make use of the opportunity to do some marketing.''

'' Consider it done.''

Samael now had a few options: join the attacks in the other slums, stay with his mother while everything was sorted out, or go and talk to Tarzan about what to do in the future, since all the slums would now be under his command.

'Hmm, I'm not one for staying away from the action.'

'' RR, wait.''

'' What is it, Samael?'' The robotic voice of the AI asked in a neutral tone.

'' Tell Jaret to leave one of the slums for me, get me someone to film me, and put aside a few weapons. I'll deal with one of them alone.''

'' Will do.''

Samael then started to stretch, saying, ''It's been a while since I attacked what could be considered a base. About 20 years now.''

The last time was in the ninth cycle, when he got angry with one of the Batarians, a disgusting race that was racist against humans, and decided to destroy one of their colonies. Several thousand of Batarians died because of his actions, but Samael didn't care, since he hated the Batarians with passion.

' The Batarians weren't the worst race in the galaxy right now because the Leviathans exist. But damn, they are annoying. Ahhhh, I miss the time I killed a lot of them.'

After finishing stretching, Samael finally arrived at his base and saw that everyone was ready to leave.

Jaret then noticed Samael entering the base and went to talk to him, ''What happened that we need all this mobilization?''

''Some idiots tried to attack my mother. I've already taken care of that, but now it's retribution and a chance to advertise ourselves, so make it look good. I don't want any unnecessary casualties.''

Jaret was shocked when he heard that Valery had almost been attacked. 'Now it all makes sense.Idiots have messed with a monster, and now all of San Francisco will kind of benefit from it...'

Jaret replied, ''Don't worry, with people of their level, our men are more than ready. And, by the way, your transporter and camera are ready.''

'' Thank you. And good luck.''

After that, Samael and Jaret went in opposite directions, but with basically the same goals. To wipe out all the other slums in San Francisco.

When Samael arrived in his transport, he noticed that it was a SkyCar, which, from the name alone, you could tell was a car that flew. Which was extremely normal in this universe, due to technological advances.

"Who is my pilot and cameraman?''

Samael's question was answered when Veronica's face appeared in the SkyCar's window, ''Hello there.''

'... That's right, it could only be her.'

Samael sighed, as he knew there was nothing to be done at this point since the base was almost empty and all his forces were ready to attack.

Besides, she needed to prepare herself for the horrors of war and this was a good start.

Although all the members of her mercenary group or army had been trained, some of them had never fought seriously, let alone killed anyone. So this was a first for many people, including Veronica.

By the way, the age of those who were going to attack was over 15, the only exceptions being Samael and Veronica. Those under 15 had to stay behind and train.

"Are you ready? Today, we're going to kill people.'' Samael knew that Veronica must already know the purpose of their mission, as he really didn't hide it and Jaret must have already informed everyone by now.

Veronica's expression changed, but she answered anyway,'' I knew from the start that accompanying you on this whole journey was a difficult decision, so I'm going to answer the same way I did when you asked me if I wanted to be a pilot a long time ago.''

'' Yes, I'm ready.''

Samael nodded and was a little proud of her, 'Peace is born of conflict, and only those who are willing to fight can have peace. She will do well in this life.'

'' Good. Get your omni-tool ready, and let's go.''

Samael and Verónica then left for one of the slums.

That same day would be remembered by the citizens of San Francisco, Earth, and even parts of the galaxy as one of the bloodiest and most one-sided conflicts that had ever taken place.

That day was also the debut of a group of mercenaries who would become very famous in the future.

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VERONICA POV

Ever since I was a child, I noticed that Samael acted differently from the other children. He had no friends and was forced by his mother to leave the house and go play in the playground.

So, I decided to follow him around, to figure him out. It started out of curiosity and now we're good friends. I always knew he was special, but what's happening here is on another level.

With her omni-tool, which served as a camera, Veronica was filming the fight between Samael and the entire slums from a safe place. No, it wasn't a fight, but a massacre.

Samael, who was wearing a type of armor that Veronica hadn't seen before, was killing the bandits left and right. 

While those thugs used the normal guns with thermal clips, Samael seems to use the type of bullets from the last century, and it seemed more effective, as it was one shot, one kill.

Of course, as all the other slums didn't have the same money compared with the one where they lived, they didn't have any good armor, only a few but they were trash compared with the one Samael was using. But, all of the members of the mercenary group had one, so Veronica assumed the other slums weren't in a much better situation than the one they were attacking now.

But she doubted the others had someone like Samael in their midst.

Veronica thought he would use a stealth approach, seeing as he was only one VS an unknown number of people, but no, he went guns blazing, and somehow, he was winning.

Of course, he was getting shot here and there, but the shield on his armor seemed stronger than normal, as it was recharged as soon as it was hit, meaning he wasn't in the slightest of danger.

BANG BANG

Veronica could only continue filming the scene and stare in awe as Samael continued his killing spree.

It looked like it took a while, but by the time Samael stopped shooting, only an hour had passed.

Veronica watched as Samael triple-tapped the others, and after he looked around a bit more, he used his omni-tool to call her, '' It's done, let's leave.''

''OK.''

Veronica then grabbed Samael with the SkyCar, and they returned to the base.

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NORMAL POV

When they arrived there, Jaret arrived at the same time, along with the other team.

'' How are the casualties?'' Samael asked after he noticed a few people injured.

'' None. That Med-Gel that you gave us is good, better than the one in the market right now.'' Jaret could only praise Samael, as he was the one who created such wonder.

Remember, the Med-Gel the mercenaries uses were even better than the one Samael launched in the market. It was exclusive to his group, and he instructed everyone to not say anything about it, at least until they had a few more thousands of people in their group.

Samael smirked, '' Thanks, I only give the best to those under me... I assume you've killed all of the thugs?''

'' Yes, they never saw us coming, and we attacked all of them at the same time, so they didn't even have the time to tell others. But we do have a few injuries, but thanks to your med gel, nothing life-threatening. And, as you instructed, we filmed all of the operations.'' Jaret used his Omni tool to pass the files to Samael.

Samael confirmed it and said, '' I don't know if I edit it or send it to the galaxy unedited. What do you think?''

Jaret didn't hesitate,'' Send it unedited, the effect it gives is better.''

'' Ok. Please send the videos to your contacts in Omega and across the galaxy. Tell them we are waiting for contracts.'' While Samael would not leave Earth for the next 3 years, the rest of his mercenary group was free to do so. So, they could already take missions out of Earth, as Samael had already brought some ships for their transport.

'' Consider it done. By the way, nice armor. Do you think I could get one like that?'' Jaret was a veteran forced to retire because he lost his arm ( even though there's a replacement in the form of a robotic arm), so he knew only by looking how special the armor Samael was using.

Samael shook his head, '' This is only for me, one of a kind. I will eventually give a degraded version for the mercenaries to use though, so stay tuned.''

Jaret could only sigh in regret.

Just as the two stopped talking, they heard a commotion and noticed their army getting ready to attack. Both looked at each other and went to see what it was.

After arriving at the center of all of the confusion, Samael saw Tarzan with all of his thugs. ' So this is why they acted that way. They thought they were here to attack us or something like that.'

Samael immediately acted before things got ugly,'' Weapons down, how come you didn't recognize the boss of our slum? They are our allies!''

Immediately, the mercenaries lowered the weapons, and Tarzan finally let out a breath he was holding. He was also shocked by the scale of Samael forcers, 'I knew I did the right thing by having him on my side.'

Samael then looked at Tarzan and said,'' You're late.''

'' Sorry, but it was difficult calling all of my forces without any prior reason.'' Tarzan was a little embarrassed because of it, but he didn't show it.'' So, what did you call me for?''

Samael tilted his head and said,'' I haven't told you?''

'' You did send a message, but you never told me why.''

''... Sorry about that. But, hey, how do you feel about becoming the ruler of all slums within San Francisco?''

Tarzan paused and opened his mouth to say something, but when he realized Saamel wasn't joking, he could only mutter, ''What?''

Samael then used his omni tool to show the video of his mercenary group killing all the other thugs: '' As of one hour ago, all slums within the city were vacant of people in power, as we killed all of them. Use your forces to capture them all and consolidate your power. And, congratulations.''

Tarzan could only nod after seeing the video,'' We will go there now.''

'' There are various places to cover, do you need a few of my forces?'' Samael offered some help, as there are quite a few places to cover.

'' Please.'' Tarzan didn't hesitate to accept the help, as he needed it.

While Samael killed the leaders of the slums and all of their forces, some courageous people might want to have the power to act, so Tarzan had to go to those places fast.

After receiving the help, Tarzan left to become the new unofficial king of San Francisco.