And what sounds like a little kid's voice saying, "Uh-oh...SHIT!" :D
"I'm here for your boss, not you." Valeria speared each of the three males with a brief scowl. One human, one krogan, one turian, none of them armored but each carrying a huge, serrated dagger. The blades were easily the length of Val's forearm. She was carrying a similar blade, still sheathed--so far. "Stay out of my way and I'll pretend I never saw you."
The three exchanged a glance and snorted. The turian stepped over to her and raised his knife.
"We know you're here to arrest him or take him out. Can't let that happen." He traced the tip of his blade over the side of her face and down the length of her left mandible. "Not that we can't have a little fun first."
Val swatted his arm away, head-butted him, and gave him a shove that sent him staggering into his buddies. She pulled her knife out while they regained their balance. The turian shook his head, focused his glare on her, and strode forward.
"Just for that, I get the first turn at you. Preferably while you're still alive, but if not, it'll take a while for your body to cool off." He tapped a control on his Omni-Tool. "In fact, I'll record this and send a copy to that pathetic human you married, so he'll know that his seed wasn't the last you ever had inside you. And then he can watch my friends take their turns. And then he can watch us kill you."
Yeah, that'll happen. Val prepared to strike and waited for him to make his move.
He lunged suddenly and thrust his knife straight at her. She deflected it with a swat to his forearm while dodging to the right. He recovered instantly and slashed at her. The blade hissed through the air and came within a centimeter of her throat. She twitched backward and pistoned her left leg into his chest. The kick sent him reeling and knocked her off balance. She threw herself back, picking a direction before she ended up in an uncontrolled fall. Her back hit the floor and she lifted her legs and brought her knees up to her chest. Then she kicked up and forward, the motion snapping her back upright, and landed in a crouch. Her feet planted firmly and she held her left hand out, ready to block another strike, and cocked her knife back, ready to thrust it forward again.
The human blinked, shook his head, and stared at her, as if unable to get his mind around what had just happened.
The krogan laughed and walked over to lean against the nearest wall. "I'm next." He reached down with his left hand and rubbed his crotch slowly.
Oh, yes, you are. Val kept her glare on the advancing turian. He growled and slashed at her again. She parried with her right arm, whacking it across his wrist and forcing his arm up and to the right, exposing his side. She drove her left fist into it and he staggered away again. He released a frustrated growl and lunged at her again. She knocked his arm aside and drove her foot into his knee. It bent sideways with a sickening crunch and he howled and slumped toward her. She leaped to the right, lashed out with her left foot, and swept his legs out from under him. He flailed his arms as he hung in the air for a split-second before gravity pulled him down.
Valeria flipped her knife over and plunged it straight down into his chest just as he began to drop. At the same instant, she yanked his knife from his right hand with her left, whipped it around so she could throw it, and spun to face the krogan. His eyes had just started to widen and his jaw drop.
She cocked her hand to the right, whipped it back to the left, and released the dagger. It spun through the air and drilled the krogan in the softer tissue behind his left eye. The blade punched clean through his skull, out the other side, and into the wall.
The turian's body hit the floor and he cried out and clutched weakly at the dagger in his chest.
The krogan's roar of pain faded into moans, whimpers, and incoherent muttering as his twitching body hung there, supported by the blade in the wall. Over the next few seconds, he stopped moving, let out one last breath, and dangled silently.
The human drew in a series of rapid breaths and backed up until he bumped into the wall behind him. His dagger slipped from his fingers and clanged to the floor.
The turian continued moaning, though each one was fainter than the last.
Valeria glared at the human, braced her left foot on the turian's chest, and ripped her blade out, tearing his carapace wide open and yanking one last scream out of him. She stood and focused her stare on the human. His face twisted up and tears flowed from his eyes as he scooted along the wall.
She took a step toward him and he whimpered again. One more step, and he sobbed and held his hands up.
She raised her dagger and lunged at him.
The human shrieked and collapsed. A dark stain spread across the front of his pants.
Val watched him for several seconds. He remained motionless, his breathing deep and steady.
Huh. He fainted. She glanced at the blood dripping from her knife and tossed it aside with a heavy sigh. They never learn. Why don't they ever have brains enough to just stand aside? Why does it always come to this?
She shook her head and walked on toward her destination.So, that's something I came up with in about forty-five minutes. It'll need quite a bit of work, but I'll find a way to fit it into the story at some point. Might as well see if I can get some mileage out of it. XD