I kicked in the door and in the three seconds of sight I had before shots were whizzing by me, I ducked down to one knee, lined up the sights on one of four men, three Quarians and a Krogan and squeezed the trigger. Then, without looking to see if I hit, I ducked behind a nearby couch. I knew how long to wait. "Three, two, one." I counted in my head. BOOM. I heard the shot, which was designed to stick to it's target before exploding. But there was something else. "Oh my god, Sari!" one of them called out. And I knew I'd hit my target. He was probably dead. If he wasn't, his ears were ringing, his ass was on the ground and he was probably missing a chunk of himself. Worst of all, though, his blood was probably all over the carpet.
"So are you guys just retarded or what? I mean, you know daddy wants me alive, right?" I called out from behind the couch, for no other real purpose than to piss them off. Angry people make bad decisions. Especially when their buddies are missing guts. "You BITCH!" I heard one of them yell. "Marco!" I say, not expecting them to understand what I'm talking about. It's an earth thing. Like so many other things. "You... I'll kill you!" one of them said, all full of angst. So, I used my amps to generate a biotic grenade. They call them lift grenades. I just focused and it was there in my hand. I threw it off somewhere in the direction that asshole number one had called out from. "Jarel, no!" I heard another call out in a shrill, cowardly voice, as he saw it land. Clearly, I wasn't far off. "AAAAAAAAAAH!!! OH MY... GOD! HELP! HELP ME YOU FUCKNU-" He started screaming as soon as he was floating helplessly in the air, surrounded by biotic energy and I could see him in the air, even from behind the couch. I threw him with biotic energy, pushing out with my hand, visualizing him being thrown and then a window shattered. Ouch. That window lead out some fifty stories above ground. Not a pretty way to go.
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