Authors note: hello, first-off thank you for clicking this story. Now more pressing matters this will have NO SEX, A possibly LARGE AMOUTS OF BLOOD AND GORE, with a chance of BAD STORYLINE.
Lore: main story takes place 500 years after the ending of ME3 Synthetic life destroyed ending. most of the species are left in disarray; most governments (the council is almost completely destroyed) are in serious debt and have very little military left, so most of the money is left to private company's (and Aria) the Turians were almost gone entirely, the Krogan were booming, but had to wait for new ships to be built.. And the Humans were all but destroyed. Only the Quarians and Asari had made it through with any amount of population left. And not ten years after the end of ME3 GFE is created by business lords, and lead by none other than Aria herself. after 20 more years DSE Dichotomization Sequestration Engines are created, and GFE starts mapping out the now easier-to-explore-universe, not five years after DFE's are created the galaxy's first united "first contact war" starts when the newly founded GFE Navy, sends out the GFEN Normandy (named after THE Normandy as a tribute to Shepard) and she comes out of the rift right next to a military outpost, after a few minutes of gibberish coming from both sides, the station attacks the GFEN Normandy, she replies by destroying the station. Long story short GFE sent more ships in and had to kill of the entire galaxy it took 60 years, because there was no way for them to communicate(nothing was ever learned of the species of that galaxy) . The next galaxy GFE goes to is much younger, and did not attack GFE, they treated them as gods only after another ten years of learning to communicate (because they were willing to teach and learn) the GFE had found allies. After that GFE continued to grow at an accelerated pace, and only 395 years later everything GFE worked for changed.
Takes place Onboard the GFEN SpitFire A dreadnought that is an exploration vessel as much as it a fighting vessel, Jarud Ukairn is the Commander in-charge of her, as she was sent out to investigate a gas giant completely made up of living organisms.
This is what she looks like- art/WIP-Archangel-class-Dreadnought-340545547
Ch. 1 orders to follow.
Disclaimer: BioWare owns everything… nuff' said?
So, what's the moral of the story? Don't join a company based military when the, palaven military denies you. Yes I am a Turian, one who lost his honor because I failed to join the navy, I don't want to go into specifics but, I joined the galactic federation of enterprises instead who are a Mega-conglomeracy of many top-dog companies. These companies had decided that they were more powerful (money wise) than most government initiated forces…. So they became more powerful force-wise as well, like Cerberus but bigger, smarter, and made of many different species, and not as evil.
GFE, has moved to controlling at a universal scale (since the creation of Dichotomization Sequestration/rip rifting, a form of going through folds in the universe was created this became possible) and was very successful mostly GFE mined asteroids and, mineral rich desert planets, but occasionally they had to go to war with some "galactic-big-boy" who was top dog in there galaxy, and figured that, GFE was some sort of civilization. How wrong all of them were…
Today GFE controls a whopping 15% of the known universe that's a few hundred galaxies, and GFE controlled all of them with peace.
But today is the day that all of that changed.
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Jarud's Omni-tool crackled to life… and promptly spit out static into Jarud's ear piece, only until he slammed it on the corner of his work desk.
"Sir, this is the COMMS room, were getting orders from high-com to get to Cirtainus Galaxy-" the soldier on the other end paused Jarud Ukairn heard some chatter on the other end.
"It looks like, the kirshain are trying to attack a science facility near thetes, their home world." Jarud was astonished the Kirshain were never war-like to begin with, much less did he expect them to start a shit-fight with a science facility.
"Thank you COMMS, let High-Com know were going to Rift and be right there." Jarud still had no idea why High-Com was sending the second largest ship in the GFEN fleet, to stop a little snowball fight.
"Engineering, this is Commander Ukairn, High-Com has wired orders to get to the science station in Cirtainus, near thetes. Does it look like you can handle that? Or are you too busy calibrating the Fusion reactor?" Jarud joked to engineering who were all concerned with the output performance of the ships nuke.
A few seconds later Engineering pinged back "this is engineering; the DSE is ready to jump on your command." Jarud still needed time to eat breakfast and get up to the command room.
"Keep the engine running I'll get back to you" Jarud said on his way out his cabin door.
As he made his way the he mess hall Jarud was made wary of the high tension of the crew members, many times privates and low ranks would immediately drop, quite literally, whatever they were doing and would salute, he said at ease enough times that he himself stopped being comfortable around the crew.
When he got to the, now empty, mess hall he went straight to the coffee machine. Being able to eat levo acid foods was a perk most Turian didn't have, and he was lucky to be able to scarf down hot-dogs and coffee like an American.
Jarud liked how no one was in the mess hall at 0800 like he was, but it was a double bladed sword he didn't know what the crewmembers knew, he had level Zilch on access to the ships gossip.
As Jarud made his way up to the command chair he called up Engineering and let them know to hit the rift as soon as they could.
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Not much longer than it took Jarud to make it into his chair before the ship headed to the nearest jump site as they left orbit of an living gas giant. "Can anyone get me an ETA for our jump to Thetes?" the mid-age Turian Commander asked his crew taking a swig from his wonderful black coffee.
The navigation Officer, an asari by the name of Leyte, responded off the bat "Commander it will only take us fifteen minutes to get from here, jump, and stop at Thetes. As long as nothing gets in the way, sir"
"Thank you, Leyte, what's our core efficiency right now? Can we bump it any higher? I think the science station needs help faster than fifteen minutes." Most of the souls in the command room started bustling and typing faster into their consoles.
"Spirits, I hope this doesn't turn into another alpha centari incident…" Jarud said for his own ears, he was always afraid of anything fighting.
The Alpha Centari incident was a routine training exercise until a local thought that the ships were ACTUALY fighting, he unleashed a salvo of nuclear warheads into the midst thinking he was helping the losing side. They lost an entire destroyer with no survivors, after that they made DMZ's so that training exercises can be distinguished from real fights.
Of course he probably just jinxed himself.
"This is engineering; were jumping in ten seconds, brace." Jarud's Omni-tool spat through his headset.
Jarud guessed that the Scientists weren't in too much trouble as the Kirshain were at a time of tranquility for almost 300 years (Jarud planned on keeping it that way), and if they could help it the Kirshain tried to stay as un-advanced as possible. Rumor had it that they would start throwing rocks instead of grenades.
There was a sound like the entire ship decompressed followed by, a bright flash, and the feeling like you're going so fast your face is going to peel off, that is symptom of entering the Rift.