Year is 2186 and Earth has fallen to the reapers, while Commander Shepard is off saving the galaxy a group of mercenaries, soldiers, agents and other species that can hold a gun, forged a group calling themselves the 'N7 Special Operations and Tactics Group', these men and women faced the worst of what the Reapers and Cerberus had to offer. As the war went on and lives started to reach staggering heights only one quote was now common within this group, 'Desperate Times calls for Desperate Measures'.

To tell the Truth...we lost, and I took a Reaper blast to the face, and instead of being turned into a pile of nothing I was instead turned into a bloody statue, and in my time as a statue, which was literally so many years that I have clearly lost count after the 35th year, I can clearly say that all hope is lost and that I am most likely the last human alive on Earth, or in my case, comatose, or...something similar since I can't feel anything and I can only see whatever is in front of me and I can clearly hear still so that is a plus. Being found in this underground dank cave is clearly remote, being brought back to life is beyond impossible, but knowing me I will be found...sooner or later....

First Crossover story ever for me so be gentle and truthful/harsh.
Crossover material:

Mass Effect 3/MLP

Rated Teen, for Violence and Language, and something else...

I do not own Mass Effect 3 or MLP: FiM, but I do own my character.
Some of the things in this story are from a few others, simply done a bit differently, they get full credit.
On Hold: Reason: College Work and playing Final Fantasy: A Realm Reborn
Time of Return: When College Work is done for the day or grow bored of game.