So, I have gotten a lot of flack for my first ten chapters in my old version of Users and this is my retort to all that. I started rewriting them and in turn it caused the first ten to turn into seventeen. That lead me to decided to do a rewritten version and here it is.

Well, weather you are an old fan or new. Get ready and tell you friend, your dog and your psychiatrist because Users is back.

Ty:

I opened my eyes groggily as the sound of the "Imperial March" blasted from my phone. With a quick swipe I grabbed it off the counter and looked at the caller ID. A groan immediately escaped my lips as I saw it was seven in the morning and my boss was on the ID.

My thumb moved to the end button but I decided against it and hit talk. "Hello?"

"Ty, Dillon called in sick. You are the only one on call this weekend so I need you down here in five minutes." My boss' voice was gruff and he sounded pleased with himself for calling me right now.

Then again, he had been looking for a good excuse to get rid of me, like how he'd wrote me up two weeks ago for taking my lunch break when I was the only one at the store. Though I just wrote down the thirty minutes on my time card and ate while helping people, he still wrote me up for it.

Now, up until a week ago, I couldn't tell him no even if I wanted to. I had saved my money up for a while to buy something for my girlfriend that I had been dating for four years. At this point it was lucky for him that she walked out on me.

"No. I'm not the only one on call for this, there is Sam and Kathy. Second, I'm not on call. I never wrote my name on the list and this is my first day off in four months." My words were steadfast but at the same time I knew that I was throwing everything I worked for there away.

"Your severance check is in the mail." He sounded happier than he did in the entire time I worked for him.

I hit end on my phone and sat it down on the table, no longer able to sleep. "Well, shit."

Pushing myself up I grabbed some of my blue jeans off the ground and put on my "The Flash" t-shirt. As I did, my mind drifted off to when things were simpler. Back about eighteen years ago when I used to actually enjoy life.

I always told myself that I would be a superhero just like the Flash but then I got a reality check. Standing up, I walked out into the living room, taking in the sight as I stepped into it.

White walls, brown carpet, crappy couch, a red lazy chair, a doorway to the kitchen and then not a foot after it was a island where I ate with my friends. It may not have been perfect but it was mine and I couldn't help but smile when I saw it.

So, as a celebration of my recent unemployment, I decided to play Mass Effect one through three. A feat made simpler thanks to the fact that I now owned them all and they were downloaded on my hard drive. I sat down and popped the first disk in starting up a new game.

Usually, most of my Shepard's green eyes and that was pretty much all that tied them together. At this point, I was feeling like doing some real combat not fashion design so I went with the Shepard from the cover. After all that, I had the rest picked out.

He was going to be the ultimate paragon of supreme goodness. He was going to fall for Ashley and stay with her. Although, I had to admit that I might go off track and have him go with Tali.

I started off quickly, feeling a blood lust or a oil lust as I blasted apart Geth after Geth. Nothing stood in my way marching through Eden Prime, the Citadel might as well have bowed to my awesomeness and soon I was crushing Geth beneath the tires of the Mako while on the search for Liara T'Soni on Therum.

Within forty-five minutes of entering Therum, I was in the cutscene where Shepard is talking to the team and welcoming Liara to the team. It was at this point that my stomach growled and I looked at the clock. I had been playing for three hours without food.

I sat my controller down and hit pause on my game to go make something to eat. Figuring it was a day to treat myself, I began cooking over easy eggs, hashbrowns, toast, a glass of orange juice, some waffles, and added in some apple slices to give it extra flavor. Soon, I had the perfect breakfast and sat at the island to eat.

I dug in and began eating until something caught my eye in the other room. There was a warning like you get when you can't connect to xbox live. I just shrugged it off and finished the rest of my food with a smile on my face.

Sadly, I finished my orange juice before the rest of my breakfast was done and had to go to the fridge to grab the jug out. In reality, the act of getting up and walking the three feet to the fridge wasn't bad but it was what was on the fridge that killed me a little bit.

My girlfriend or ex-girlfriend now walked out on me a day ago and all she left me was a note that said only "goodbye" on the fridge. She didn't even sign -Layla at the end but I could tell it was her's by the hand writing. Most people at this point would have called the cops but you probably guessed it, I had been left like this plenty of times.

Now, even if I didn't look at it, it still killed me a little bit inside. Just knowing it was there seemed to make my heart feel a bit heavier.

In the end, I decided against the orange juice and just finished my meal. Within minutes of finishing it I was back in my living room and checking out the error message. Though, I grabbed a bag of funions and a six pack of coke along the way.

Warning: Due to tampering, a new character is being inputted into game. Do you wish to proceed? Yes/No

After that it was just a boring User Agreement that probably promised my kidney if I tampered with the game. I didn't read it though, I was just so overcome by anger and just how everything had gone so far.

I threw the controller and screamed. "First the note and now this?!"

The controller neared the TV and was immediately repulsed backwards as the magnetic barrier kicked in and hurled it back at me. Another thing my ex did since she was an engineer and always had to experiment with my stuff.

"Fanfukcingtabulous!Now, my xbox is acting funky, I am scared to go near my fridge, and now I can't get angry and throw stuff at my TV!" I retrieved my controller from where it landed and I hit yes to see if that would fix my console.

My vision began to pixelate and everything froze for a second. Not long after that the pixelation left and I must have moved closer to the TV because everyone was looking a lot better than they did from the couch. I could have sworn that I was looking at them though Mass Effect 3 not Mass Effect three.

Something weird hit me as I looked around at them, they were all looking at me. We seemed to stare at eachother for a few minutes until Shepard finally spoke.

"Who they hell is he?"

"It looked like he teleported on board." Tali observed from her chair.

Wrex stood up from his chair and began walking toward me. "I'll go toss him out the airlock."

I stood up from where I was and put my hands out still a bit dazed from what I was experiencing. "But... uh… I'm your creator."

"Ha, right." Wrex got a devilish grin like he did when someone was about to die.

"Stay away dude!" Wrex came closer and closer and I put up my arm to defend myself. "I said stay away!"

"Yeah, and I'm just not listening!" Wrex reached down and pulled a knife out of his boot.

My mind began to race as I thought of stuff to say or ways to fight back something. In the end Wrex pulled his knife up and came down in a chopping motion. Instinctively, I put my arm up to block in a closed my eyes ready for the pain but something happened. I search my mind and thought of an omniblade.

A chain reaction happened after that and a bright red eruption came as an omniblade erupted from my arm and blocked Wrex's shot. In that instance, his knife melted right where it struck the blade and broke it in half.

The sudden action gave me a false sense of confidence as I began waving it around, threateningly at everyone. "That's right you bastards, back off or I'll-"

I was cut off when Liara locked me in the stasis. What followed was utterly horrible as Wrex bitch smacked me across the room and into the railing. The world went black after I realized that I bent the safety rail.

Shepard:

John stepped into the medbay and looked over at the boy on the table. Immediately, his blood boiled and all the anger he could keep down, even around the council came out. Luckily, he managed to swallow it all when Chakwas came out of the back room.

"Commander, here to see the stowaway?"

Shepard clenched his jaw as he stood over the guy. "How is he doing?"

"He is recovering already. I had to use the last of our supply of medical nanites to reattach his spinal cords and fix the broken vertebrae. Luckily, we will be able to pick up some on Noveria."

He moved from him over to Chakwas's datapad with the man's charts. "So, what's it looking like for him."

She quickly snatched it out of his hands. "I have yet to figure out and at this point his diagnosis would just confuse you."

"Okay, well, we need to figure out a place to put him so he can't get out."

She pointed to the back of the medbay. "Well, we could put him in the lab and remove everything from it and lock the door."

He gave a nod and began to walk to the door. "I'll have some of the crew come in and take care of moving the contents of the room."

Something suspicious was going on with that guy and Chakwas was keeping it from him. Now, if there was one thing that he hates, it's being out of a loop.

Ty:

I felt a cold chill on my cheek and when I opened my eyes, a cold metal floor graced me vision. "Did I get thrown in the drunk tank again?"

"No, you just snuck aboard one of the most important vessels in the galaxy and somehow biotically teleported without having biotics."

I pushed my sore body off the ground and looked over at who was talking. Garrus was sitting in a chair and looking at a datapad with a not so friendly look on his face. In fact, it was more angry and ready to kill anything that looked at him funny.

"So, want to tell me why you are on the Normandy?"

"I thought it was a taxi." I joked.

Garrus retaliated by grabbing me up and slamming me against the wall. "Funny guy, last funny guy that I met also got to meet the unpleasant end of my gun."

I began to panic and pulled the omni-blade out but Garrus was too quick and he scanned it. Within seconds he reconstructed his tool into a blade and it was at my throat. I panicked, closing and brought my omni-blade up, wishing it was a tazer-blade.

There was a blue flash, so bright it lit up my eyelids and an electric pop sound. I immediately dropped from the wall as Garrus's arm left my throat. Refusing to open my eyes I just took a sniff of the air and the smell of fried chicken filled my nostrils.

Opening my eyes just a crack, I saw that the omni-blade that was on my wrist was now an omni-tazer, Garrus was on his back and his armor was smoking profusely. Sinking back, I fell on my ass and leaned against the wall. I was not only stuck in a videogame but I also just fried my favorite character.

After a quick facepalm that was a little too hard, I looked over at the omni-tazer. "So, can you turn into an omni-tool or do I need to figure that out myself?"

Electricity just continued to arc up the prongs in response.

"If I don't make some friends soon then I am going to go crazy."

The omni-tazer dissolved.

"Yeah, I hope that isn't an omen for my sanity."