<div align="center">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/243/b/2/b2842823f80880d9528a2d1471e855e3-d48hnt4.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">A small ship was sitting not far from the prison, watching and waiting.  Aboard were several men and women, mostly Turians, Humans and even a Krogan.  All were armored, all were ready to go.  The leader, a Turian named Horin, made sure his thermal clips were ready.  "Everyone remember.  We're after a prisoner named Townsend.  Female human, tattoos on her back.  Kill everyone else, but don't kill any human females until we get a positive ID."  Everyone else nodded. They would be ready.  Each checked their weapons, before the pilot announced, "60 seconds to dock."  The ship came in and docked, the ramp extending to latch onto their airlock.  The airlock cycled open, and the troops marched off.<br/><br/>Up in her office, Warden Flame was working on paperwork when she got the call of a ship coming in.  She took a look at it, then reviewed their reason for coming.  Something about seeing a prisoner, Townsend.  "Strange," she said to herself, and kept an eye on them as they docked.  When the men began to file off, there were too many for a simple visit.  She pressed the alarm.  Across the ship, alarms began blaring, and prisoners were ordered to immediately return to their cells.  Guards were being ordered to back-up those at the entrance, and the armory began grabbing heavy weapons to fight with.</span><br/>