Story By Sinbad

Miranda, your fired!

Miranda Lawson shuffled her booted feet along the catwalk far above the streets of Omega, eager to avoid coming into contact with any Cerberus agents. Finding an open hatch outside the towering slums, the former operative awkwardly hopped inside and fell on her well-muscled back. Stumbling upright, Miranda looked around and saw a cramped apartment. Hearing the heavy thuds of combat boots just outside, she swore under her breath and hugged the wall, hoping its thin layers would muffle the sounds of her shallow breathing. Being a silent as she could be, she finally heard the troopers leave her general area and let out a sight of relief. Opening the door to what she thought was the hallway, Operative Lawson saw instead a filthy bathroom with none other than the Illusive man sitting on the unwashed toilet, a sadistic looking hook and chain in his hands.

Gasping aloud and reaching for her holstered pistol, her ex-boss beat her to it and rushed from his seated position, grabbing her by her hair and smashing her head into the paper-thin wall. Grunting and groaning as the head of Cerberus towered over her bruised form and began a slow monologue. Not wanting to hear his indoctrinated speech, Miranda unleashed a blast of her bionic abilities that sent the spymaster stumbling away. Miranda stood and jumped forwards in a mad dash towards the hatch that she had entered from, only to be stopped as a paralyzing pain enveloped her entire body and held her in place. Looking down slowly, the ex-operative saw a dark glow emanating from her genetically perfect body.

Miranda looked around as best she could and gasped as the Illusive man raised his fist and pulled her curvaceous body towards him, doing her best to wriggle free. Launching a heavy blast of pure bionic power, the ex-operative instantly fell to the floor and gasped from the sudden impact and the pain in her chest, a result of the Reaper’s abilities that the Illusive man possessed. Clumsily rising to a knee as her old boss did the same, the 2 humans locked eyes and raised their hands. As the brilliant blue light burst from Miranda’s fist, her own pistol appeared in the Illusive man’s hands and fired.

The only thing that saved Miranda was the dense ball of pure energy that cancelled out the plasma from her weapon but also left her exhausted. Dropping to her knees as the weeks of fighting and running all caught up to her in that very moment, leaving her open to another attack. The Cerberus head stood over her battered body and grabbed her by her full mane of thick hair and dragged her back to the filthy washroom where his hook hung from a heavy pipe in the open ceiling. Seeing the dirty ceiling appear, her blue eyes shot open as the Reaper’s advocate slid his long sleeve upwards to show a gleaming black and red gauntlet on his arm. “You remember this one, don’t you? It used to be Shepard’s.” Tapping on a small key embedded on the end of the armor piece, the gauntlet flickered to life and sprang out it’s Omni-blade. “I see why she liked it so much, too bad it wasn’t enough to save her life.”

The Illusive man removed a syringe full of adrenaline from his tailored coat and jammed it into Miranda’s shapely thigh, forcing the perfect woman to cry out in both pain and shock. The pain from every bruise, torn muscle and cracked bone was amplified by 10 as the ex-operative withered in pain, only to be mocked by her attacker as he sliced through her leggings, exposing her sex and big sexy ass while lifting her by the throat with his surprising strength. Miranda didn’t have time to fight back against him as the hook’s long, thick shank pressed into her tight but well-used asshole, stretching the orifice considerably and remembering her of a Krogan bounty hunter that had briefly captured her on T’chunka. Crying out as her guts were ripped open inside her slim belly, Miranda could only watch with shock-filled eyes as her old boss made another cut and sliced her top open, cruelly licked her small, hard nipples while groping the perfect globes. Feeling her strength begin to leave her as the unseen internal bleeding worsened, Miranda locked eyes with the hauntingly glowing blue ones of the Illusive man, knowing that there was no way to escape now. Hanging from the hook in a somewhat upright position, she blinked tears away as the glowing orange blade was raised incredibly slowly to her bulging throat.

The Illusive man removed a syringe full of adrenaline from his tailored coat and jammed it into Miranda’s shapely thigh, forcing the perfect woman to cry out in both pain and shock. The pain from every bruise, torn muscle and cracked bone was amplified by 10 as the ex-operative withered in pain, only to be mocked by her attacker as he sliced through her leggings, exposing her sex and big sexy ass while lifting her by the throat with his surprising strength. Miranda didn’t have time to fight back against him as the hook’s long, thick shank pressed into her tight but well-used asshole, stretching the orifice considerably and remembering her of a Krogan bounty hunter that had briefly captured her on T’chunka. Crying out as her guts were ripped open inside her slim belly, Miranda could only watch with shock-filled eyes as her old boss made another cut and sliced her top open, cruelly licked her small, hard nipples while groping the perfect globes. Feeling her strength begin to leave her as the unseen internal bleeding worsened, Miranda locked eyes with the hauntingly glowing blue ones of the Illusive man, knowing that there was no way to escape now. Hanging from the hook in a somewhat upright position, she blinked tears away as the glowing orange blade was raised incredibly slowly to her bulging throat.