My little Shepard

Jack was a biotic. It wasn't a common thing, but it wasn't a very special thing either.

It was her past that made her so…unorthodox would be a nice way of putting it. Jack was a murderous, violent, killing-mechanism.

She had been tested on, drugged, never got to play outside, or ever really. She's killed so many, and as she grew, as she understood more, the guilt grew as fast as she did. Other test subjects came to despise her, though it was never her fault.

She may have stayed that way forever, if Shepard hadn't saved her.

Jack would never admit it, but she'd trust Jane with a lot more than her life. She kept her calm, and helped her blow up her prison. Because of their alignments, the two often argued heavily about things, but she'd always silently forgive Shepard. True, Shepard made her hopeful there was more to life than hatred.

She woke up to tapping. Jack immediately allowed her powers to rev up, ready to fry whatever threat that dared to come near. She backed down when she realized the source was a child. Maybe not any kind of child she'd seen, but still a child. Jack had recently discovered that she enjoyed the simplistic innocence of a child.

She smiled, and the little kid's eyes twinkled when she was acknowledged. She ran into another room happily, bringing back three, unicorn mares. One With a fancy purple mane, one with a cloak and a suit, the last with long, black hair.

Unfortunately, that's when she noticed her new appearance. She blasted the mare with a powerful attack that would've killed most, or at least maimed the small percentage that could survive…

The white mare was simply thrown across the room, but was now cornered.

The black haired one, likely Miranda, Shielded the other three in the room. The suited one, probably Tali', protectively hugged the filly.

Jack put her hoof on the mare's chest, prepared to crush in one motion. "What did you do to me!?" she shouted to her. The mare went pale and mumbled fearfully and incoherently. Jack lifted her hoof, and the mare braced herself fearfully.

Miranda sent a chair in Jack's direction. She easily dodged it and faced her new target.

Jack smiled as she faced the cerberus operative. " I've been waiting a LONG time for an opportunity like this."

" Like what? Stuck in a strange form while beating an innocent mare?"

Jack retorted with a table in Miranda's direction.

The next few moments were an all out war consisting of furniture and biotics, but Jack proved to be far more skilled. She slowly began crushing the air out of Miranda, ravishing in her enemy's suffering.

"JACK! I COMMAND YOU TO CEASE!" a firmly punctuated voice called from the door. Jane Shepard was unrecognizable, but her voice was exactly the same.

Jack instantaneously stopped, she'd never disobey Shepard, no matter what she orderer. Miranda coughed and choked as she struggled to regain her breath.

The two stepped up to each-other, and Jack accepted a sharp punch to her face as a consequence.

" Shepard!" Tali' was happy to see her friend was alive.

" Well, glad to see we won't have to put you through project Lazarus once more, commander." Miranda didn't have her usual sharp tone. She glared at Jack.

A few moments after Shepard explained that the ponies had no intention of harming Jack, AND explaining that Jack attacked because she was confused to Rarity, the element of generosity had made a comforting outfit for Shepard.

Miranda thanked Shepard for her help, and so did Sweetie Belle and Rarity.

Jack apologized to Sweetie, though the apology was less sincere with her sister. Jack told the others to go without her as the group went for well-deserved food at Sugarcube Corner. She needed to sort what had happened to her out in her head.

The only comfort Jack had now was Shepard. She let out a nod of concern towards her, but Jack looked away. Shepard limped to the group.