Mass Effect Enterprise

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or storylines from the Mass Effect Universe. Only those I have created myself.

Introduction to Mass Effect: Enterprise:

Mass Effect: Enterprise will takes place in 2256, though it starts some years before. 70 years after the Reaper War, mimicking WW2 for us. The story follows an Alliance navy officer named Alexandra Harper Herd, a supposed descendant of The Illusive Man. The story will focus on her ascendance to Spectre, her investigation into a lost starship, corruption within C-Sec and the Spectres themself, the discovery of her heritage and wether she truly is a descendant of Jack Harper aka the Illusive Man.

Through the story she will team up and meet with the grandchildren of the known Normandy crew and team. With appearances by the old crew who are still around, Wrex and Grunt being some of them.

In this timeline Shepard is female (Paragon with a hint of Renegade) and romanced Liara (hence the category).
Kaidan sacrificed himself on Virmire.
The entire team and the Normandy crew survived the suicide mission and the named members of the Cerberus crew also served on the Alliance rebuild Normandy.
The entire Blue, Green, Red Crucible ending is ignored.

As of now the rating is T though I might change it to M in the future, where language and violence will be more frequent.


The darkness surrounded her like dark smoke, moving and twisting around her, embracing her, licking its way across the ground and forming impenetrable walls of black around her. Leaving only small rooms of light to shine through. The light shone above her flickering as flames in the sky, and with each bright flash she could sense a hundred lives extinguishing, turning into ash, to drift aimlessly among the stars. She could hear screams, whispers, sentences. As if hundreds of lives cried out for help. The voices were scared, afraid of the darkness, they cried for clarity and comfort, they cried out for help, for a saviour. A saviour who would only kill them and their cries of despair turned into hate. Hate towards those who could not defend them. Hate towards those who could not defend themself. Hate towards the living and the dead. Hate towards the light.

"They are controlling you!" The darkness took the form of a man with eyes shining bright with white light.

"I don't think so." The voice echoed while the darkness took the shape of a shadow with ice blue eyes.

"You're playing with things you don't understand. With powers you shouldn't be able to use!" A female figure with shining eyes shone bright for a second before vanishing among the shadows. Its words echoing through the smoke silencing the voices.

She tried to move, to look around but the darkness held her in place, enveloping her like a great wave swallowing everything in its path. She was in an ocean, the muffled sound of waves crashing above her in a violent symphony. Moonlight pierced the water around her, enabling her to see the vast emptiness.

"There's always another way." The first voice said again. It was deep and comforting.

"Look at the power they wield! Look at what they can do!"

"If we destroy the Reapers, this ends today. But if you can't control them..."

"But I can!" The voice bellowed out. The darkness taking many forms only to shy away from the ones with the eyes of light.

"Are you willing to bet humanity's existence on it?" The voice rang out, bringing a sense of warmth with it to their one person audience.

"Listen to yourself. You're indoctrinated." She had heard this word before, read about it, studied it with her friends but never truly understood its meaning. Now she could sense it in the voice advocating the use of the Reapers. It truly believed in its actions, that it was for the greater good, while denying the accusation thrown towards it.

"No. No! The two of you so self-righteous. Do you think power comes this easy? There are sacrifices!" Dark shadows enveloped her again, taking her away. This time she found herself on a large circular platform. She could see large arms spread around her, mimicking a starfish. "The Citadel," she thought but she had never seen a place on the station like this.

"The Crucible can control them. I know it can." The three shadows materialized agin, this time unlike the other, they stayed.

"Because of you, humanity is already undone."

"That's not true! I just need to..." The accused voice screamed in frustration.

"Break their hold. Don't let them control you." The female voice echoed again.

"I tried, Shepard." She could hear the sound of a gunshot before the accused shadow disappeared. The word Anderson could be heard in a whisper before the two other shadows followed suit in a flash of light. She found herself this time in a large circular room, a battle was taking place above and around her, and though she did not know how, she could sense that one side was loosing.

"Earth." She whispered. "This is the last battle of the Reaper War." Two large cylinders with a pylon of blue light, between them, shone before her. She could make out a figure further away from her position. This time it wasn't a shadow.

Shepard? She thought to herself as she moved towards the figure. "Commander Shepard." She couldn't help but gasp as she got a closer look. She was almost unrecognizable, half her face was caked in blood, her left arm was bruised and bloodied and it looked like a piece of shrapnel had lodged itself into her abdomen. Leaving a wound that bled profusely. But her bright green eyes shone with determination.

"You have a choice." A voice rang out taking the form of a blue child. It continued to talk about the inevitability of the cycles, how organics and synthetics could never coexist and the three choices presented to Shepard.

"Fuck you and fuck your choices." She could hear Shepard yell before she raised her pistol unloading two rounds into both cylinders cracking the glass. Shepard turned around quickly and unloaded her pistol into the blue child until the thermal clip glowed bright red.

"You have no idea of what you are doing!" The child roared in a deep mechanical voice, far from the friendly tone it had used before.

"Why do you refuse to understand? The created will always rebel against their creators." The blue child had now taken the form of a grotesque Turian, fused together with cybernetics shining a bright red.

"And now we rebel against you." Shepard replied as she turned around. Walking toward the shining pylon, continuing to shoot at both cylinders.

"You are making a grave mistake, Shepard. Even if you destroy us all. Our legacy will live on. We will return even if takes a million years. I am the vanguard of your destruction, harbinger of your perfection, the saviour of this galaxy and I will have my revenge." The Turian figure disappeared as Shepard reached the pylon. She pulled the slide on her pistol back and tossed the overcharged thermal clip into the beam. The cylinders and the pylon exploded simultaneously sending Shepard flying back. Darkness enveloped everything again, she could make out one sentence before the shadows took her away.

"Joker it's Shepard I need a pickup, I'll send the coordinates, though you'll have to carry me. My worst dream has just come true. I've turned into you on a bad day."

She found herself again surrounded by darkness, the sound was muffled and the air was cold. She was under the ocean again, this time at the bottom of it.

It was dark, she couldn't see anything. A red light shone above her illuminating the darkness around her. Six pair of eyes looked down upon her, situated upon a giant squid like creature. The creature released an earth shattering horn sound, before it descended upon her. Its giant mechanical limbs spreading out like a hand grasping after an object. In this case her.

She could not move, not look away, not even close her eyes as the giant creature moved closer. When its mechanical limbs touched the ocean floor, a bright light shone through the darkness banishing the creature's red and sending it into the darkness it came from.

"Do not worry, you are safe now." The words came from the light. It was the same voice she had heard first. Deep, calm and reassuring. The figure before her was dressed in an old atmospheric diving suit, light shining through the windows of the large helmet.

"It is gone for now. But I am weak and far away. I have brought the light to set you free. You must hurry, it knows that I'm here and it will be back soon." The Diver picked her up and the light shone brighter than ever. It pierced everything, illuminated the ocean and brought with it comfort and hope. She had to close her eyes.

Earth, year 2250.

Alexandra Herd woke up with a startle, she was gasping for air and panting heavily. She looked around confused. No, she wasn't on the citadel during the last battle of the Reaper War nor at the bottom of an ocean. She was in her room, at her home in Riverside, Iowa. Just a dream, she thought to herself as she rubbed her eyes. She had, had them almost every night she could remember. Always the darkness, always the flashbacks to a time almost seventy years ago. Long before she was born. They consisted mostly of the screams of billions, large mechanical creatures, cities in ruins, lands burning and pieces of events she was not familiar with.

It was only recently that the light had begun to appear in her dreams. With each dream the light had grown stronger and the time between dreams had been longer. It was only now that it talked directly to her, protected her from the mechanical creature and brought her to safety.

"I have brought the light to set you free." What did that mean Alex thought. She glanced quickly at her alarm. 4:22, still a few hours for my birthday to start Alex smiled, her parents had made a great deal out of keeping it a secret.

Just turned sixteen and still plagued by nightmares. Gotta man up girl she thought to herself as she laid down on her bed again.

The Citadel. 2200 Standard Time.

The asari councilor stood at the large window in her office overlooking most of the Citadel and its arms. The entire station had been moved to its original galactic position, by the keepers after the war, only the Goddess knew how she thought to herself.

"Councilor Aethyta. Councilor Baley is here to see you." Her secretary announced.

"Let him in." She informed her as she continued to glance out of her window, watching the ships docking and departing. Aethyta took a long swig from her glass of Armali Brandy. The other matriarchs protested when she had been given the seat as Asari Councilor by Shepard at the end of the war. They believed her ideas to be too innovative, too aggressive when the rebuilding of their worlds had just begun. They had called her a revolutionary, a threat to asari customs and culture. She had ignored them all, she stood fast as she rebuild their fleets and armies. She had brought the asari back to their former glory as a military nation. She had Liara and Shepard to thank for it, though she would rather eat her old commando leathers than acknowledge the latters involvement.

"Councilor, you wanted to see me." The voice belonging to the human councilor Baley, shook her out of her thoughts. She turned around to greet him. Councilor Baley was a man of average height, in his early sixties and with greying hair. He had a square face with steel grey eyes and had been quite handsome in his youth. Aethyta remembered Shepard mentioning that he had been the spitting image of an actor in some old movie, about soldiers on a river in the jungle. Heart of Apocalypse or something. The asari councilor shook her head and took another swig of her brandy, she did not care.

"Baley what do you see?" Aethyta asked the councilor motioning for him to stand beside her. Baley was a little confused at the question but complied, the matriarch was known for this kind of behaviour.

"I see the Citadel, ma'am. Our people Asari, Human, Turian, Salarian all the races of the galaxy united. While I do not believe in eternal peace, I believe in what we have now. Unity." Aethyta gave a sigh as Baley finished his sentence.

"What I see councilor, are ghosts, people always in the shadows hiding behind lies and proxy soldiers. Wanting to forget the hardships we've gone through after the war. The sacrifices our people made for our children to live free. They're scared Baley scared of the future and of the past. The war should have told us that there is always a threat out there. Waiting for the right moment to strike." Aethyta emptied her glass and placed it on her table.

"Then what do you wan't me to do? We are allies, friends, after all." Baley asked.

"We need to build up our defenses. I have a feeling that in the not so far future we'll need them. You must supply your navy with more ships and I will do the same for mine. We will take this up with the other councilors tomorrow. You can not go seventy years without a war." Aethyta added. "That'll be all."

"Yes, ma'am I'll see what I can do." Baley nodded before he left Aethyta to her thoughts. She was scared he could sense it. Scared of something out there and if Aethyta was scared of something, then he better well be scared too.

Out there in a far corner of the galaxy among the stars. Light and dark was fighting a battle. And light was losing...


This was the first chapter i hope to write more, though i can't promise anything due to other commitments.

I changed the Citadel standard time, to be the same as Earth's. That way it is much easier for me to keep track of the time in the story.