Well might as well start with a disclaimer. I don't really have the money to hire a solicitor never mind get sued. So, I obviously don't own either the Dead Space franchise or the Mass Effect franchise, those honours go to Visceral Games and Bioware respectively. I'm just doing this for the craic.

First of all, let me get some facts straight about this story.

1. My dedication to this story is based on the feedback and readers of this story. If it's loved I'll update regularly, if it's hated I'll update whenever I feel like it.

2. I will be straying from canon, mostly in dialogue as you will see abit in this chapter.

3. The pairing will more than likely be either IsaacXFShepard or IsaacXTali. At the moment I'm leaning more towards Shepard as Tali is kinda over done. Don't get me wrong, she's great and all but when 90% of male characters seem to get paired with her in Mass Effect stories, some variety is nice. I will probably end up writing the most wanted pairing.

4. I'll try to stick as close to Isaac's character as possible, which includes his lingering insanity and flaws. No Mary Sues in this story, regardless of how much I like a character.

5. The story will contain spoilers, obviously. Their will also be references, both obvious and 'Illusive' XD

6. This story was inspired when I played Dead Space 2 and thought "How badass would it be if Isaac was in Halo" I then realised how quickly he would be torn apart by the Spartans so my mind shifted to Mass Effect. Tobuscus's 'Literal Dead Space 2 Trailer' also helped me write this. I definitely recommend you watch it, it is amazing.

Ok, that's the end of that. You probably don't like reading large Author Notes (I know I don't) so the rest of my chapters will have very small ones.

Now on to story.

*SPOILER ALERT* This contains the ending of Dead Space 2 in it so don't read unless you want to know it.

With a hiss and a thud, the final blastdoor slammed shut, the Ubermorph trapped on the other side. A quick smashing of the door panel made sure it stayed that way. The green hololight flickered orange before dying, leaving the only illumination to the Marker itself and the three blue strips emantating from the figures helmet.

Isaac Clarke, C.E.C engineer, lone survivor and probably the most unlucky man in existance, leaned tiredly against the bulkhead. His Elite Advanced suit was choked with grime and congealing blood, with only some of it being his. He looked as if he had just crawled through Hell and in a way, he had...twice.

"Almost there, come on Isaac" Isaac mumbled encouragement to himself. The last three days had taken their toll on him. The battering, both physical and mental, that he had taken, combined with zero sleep was finally beginning to break him. Med-packs had kept him alive and Stims, awake, but even they were useless when the body reached it's limit. Isaac was rapidly reaching his, standing only on his last legs.

With a groan, Isaac pulled himself up straight and made his way across the bridge. A glowing Nicole awaited him at the base of the Marker. The heavenly light was blinding as Isaac stepped forward to...

"Twang! Thud!" Pain rocked through Isaac's body as he stumbled back, shouting in surprise and pain. The long Javelin had punched straight through his left shoulder, the armour giving minimum resistance to the survey spike designed for surveying extremely dense materials such as diamond aswell as the destruction of asteroids. Groaning in pain, Isaac looked up to see his attacker. Tiedemann had been horribly disfigured, his melted and burnt right side the handiwork of the Marker's earlier explosion. Even with this though, he was managing to slowly reload the launcher, all the while spouting insane rubbish about how this catastrophe was all justified.

With a muffled gasp, Isaac ripped the spike from his shoulder, his RIG already administering localised painkillers to the site. The E.A suit began repairing the damage to itself, advanced nanites filling and fixing the puncture. Spotting Tiedemann's reloaded weapon. Isaac lifted his left hand in a bid to catch the next shot with his Telekinesis module

"Twang! Thud!" Isaac hissed in pain through gritted as he gripped his impaled hand. He had been too slow, the TK module not gaining enough charge to divert the spike before it struck. Diligently, the RIG dampened the pain as Isaac removed the spike. Throwing it to the side violently, Isaac advanced on the distracted Tiedemann.

The Sprawls Director slowly reloaded his Javelin launcher, feeling assured of victory. Lifting the gun, he suddenly felt a titanium grip on his hand as it was diverted to the side. With a sickening crack, Isaac struck the back of his outstretched arm, bending it the wrong way and shattering the joint. Forcing the gun on its master, Isaac glared at the struggling Tiedemann. Wide, frantic eyes met the cold remorseless blue of the helm as Isaac's fingers tightened around the trigger.

"Crunch!" The thick survey spike impedded itself half way through the Director's throat, crushing his airway. Isaac tiredly stepped behind Tiedemann, slowly reloading as his would-be killer fell to his knees, his good arm grasping the titanium spike futilely as he slowly drowned in his own blood. Finally reloaded, Isaac stood tall and raised the gun.

"Fry in hell you miserable son of a bitch!" Isaac spat out, jamming his thumb down on a button to the side of the gun, activating it's alternate fire. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air as 600,000 volts of electricity coursed through Tiedemann, sending his twitching and steaming corpse crashing to the ground.

After it had stilled, Isaac slowly turned to Nicole, the Javelin Launcher falling from slack fingers. Isaac lowered his helm, his head and arms hanging as if they were made of lead. He glanced up wearily at Nicole's radiant face and slowly fell into her warm embrace.

"Thank you Isacc"

He smiled into her shoulder. Nearly finished, soon this will all be nothing more than history. Now I just need to..

"Now...time to die"

"What?" Isaac shouted as Nicoles grip turned vice-like, her visage becoming demonic. She screamed in his face, her glowing eyes and mouth ememating the sounds of torment from a thousand voices. Isaac's eyes rolled back into his head as his consciousness was drowned in a sea of symbols, lights and voices.

With a thud, he landed on jagged rock, solid beneath his feet. Blinking at the sudden darkness, he scanned his surroundings, shaking his head slightly to relieve the stabbing pain in his skull. The wind screamed in his ears, the shadowy fog boiling and contorting like wraiths in it's unrelenting grasp. Yet he felt nothing, as if he was in a void. Panicing slightly, he sealed his helmet, the blue light pushing back the shadows slightly. Then with a muted flash, 'she' appeared.

"Hey! Where am I" He shouted across the 'her', the demonic visage being a glowing beacon in this shadowy world.

"Yours is the last body we need to be reborn! The makers must be absorbed!"

"The makers?" Isaac's memory flashed back to Stross. Him and Stoss had built this Marker, and with Stross dead at Isaac's hand, only he remained.

"You mean me? But Stross said we could destroy the Marker"

A thousand voices growled back "Not if we consume you first!"

Isaac's blood boiled, rage washing away his weariness as he unclipped his trusty Forged Plasma Cutter and aimed it at 'Nicole'. His wrath was not only aimed at the Marker, but also at himself for falling into the exact same trap, twice in a row.

"Goddamit! I trusted you! Fuck you...and fuck you Marker!" He roared, hot plasma scything through the smoke, destroying the Marker's illusion of Nicole. With a flash, an image of the Marker appeared before the red, protective casing shattered exposing a large, yellow, beating 'heart' surrounded by many writhing black tendrils. The 'heart' shared many similarities with weakpoints on various necromorphs.

Without hesitation, Isaac pulled out his Contact Beam, clipping the Plasma Cutter to his hip. After a short charge, the explosive ordinance smashed into the 'Heart' with a bright flash and a deafening roar. Yellow blood splashed out before the outer casing quickly reformed.

With another flash, 'Nicole' reappeared, expect this time she wasn't alone. Dark shadows detached themselves from the mists, sharp teeth and claws of black smoke thirsting for the engineer's blood. Unslinging his Pulse rifle, Isaac open fired, the hot pulse rounds shredding the Shadows as he slowly pivoted.

Finishing the final Shadow, Isaac returned his gaze to 'Nicole' before reflexively throwing a Stasis, a yelp of surprise coming from his lips as 'Nicoles' fingers slowed inches from his head. Jumping backwards, Isaac quickly reloaded, the actions coming as natural as breathing to him. The Engineer gripped the handle of his rifle firmly and unleashed a barrage of rounds into the near-frozen form. Saving his final 25 rounds, Isaac launched a grenade straight into 'Nicole' as she staggered free of the Stasis field.

With a scream of pain, the illusion disappeared as the Marker's protection shattered again. Dropping his pulse rifle, Isaac launched another Contact Beam into the 'Heart'. While badly injured, it unfourtunately still beated as the casing reformed. Suddenly a sea of Shadows formed, blackening the ground. 'Nicoles' form slowly waded towards Isaac as he charged another shot.

Slamming the CB into the ground, a wave of energy flew out in an ever-expanding ring, incinerating every shadow within twenty feet. As 'Nicole' righted herself from the blast, she turned back to Isaac. She was met by a detemined, glowing blue gaze as another beam made direct contact with her torso, vaporising the illusionary form.

Reloading, Isaac stared up at the now exposed 'Heart'. Erratic beats forced blood out of the many wounds, the yellow substance pouring down it's sides and into the void. A thousand voices screamed in rage, pain and fear at Isaac as he slowly charged the CB, aiming it at the Marker's 'Heart'.

"We will not go out like this! We are Immortal! Convergence will be at ha..."

"Just die already" Isaac gladly interupted as he fired. The contact beam slammed into the 'Heart', blowing it apart in a fountain of gore. Blinding light filled the space as black tendrils writhed in pain. The rest of the darkness quickly dispersed as Isaac was forced back into the real world.

Panting with exhaustion, Isaac sat down heavily. His right hand landed on the discarded Javelin launcher which he slowly picked up. With mechanical actions, he clipped it to his back, adding it to his Pulse rifle and Contact Beam, before rubbing his face with weariness. Reaching into one of his many hidden pockets and pouches, he pulled out a small med-pack, his final one. Slotting it into the appropriate receptical on his arm, he sighed in relief as he wounds slowly healed. While it wouldn't fix him completely, it would keep him from from bleeding out as his RIG raised from dangerous red into a more stable yellow.

Shaking his head to hold back his fatigue, Isaac glanced up at the crumbling Marker, a 100 storey behemoth slowly breaking apart piece by piece. Suddenly a flicker of red caught his eye. Standing up painfully, he tilted his head to the side as he watched what looked like red lightening flicker around the Marker, atleast 30 storeys above him.

The Marker's destruction was inevitable. The last bit of sentienance knew this and accepted it. But Hell would freeze over before it allowed this to be the end. The humans of this dimension had proved themselves to be formidable adverseries, with the this Markers destroyer being the most dangerous. This threat far out weighed any possible benefits the race could give. With this in mind, the Marker reached a consensus. It began gathering all it's remaining energy for a last ditch attempt. It would send a shard, similar to the one found on Aegis VII, through a tear in space. The Marker had done this many times, in a bid to spread it's influence across the universe. It was always risky and the destination was never known. The shard could land in the center of a star or even in another universe altogether. Yet this was the only choice.

Red lightning began discharging from the Marker, slamming into the chamber's walls as it circled it's creator. Isaac stared in shock as strips of light slid down Marker, it's intervals shortening with each passing second. Stepping close to one of the walls, Isaac could feel the static in the air, even after he sealed his suit. Lifting his hand, the Engineer placed it carefully on the rough, red material of the Marker, never knowing the true implications of his actions.

Almost done. The remaining intelligence in the Marker thought as it condensed all its energy into its core. It would only get one chance, only holding the tear open for mere seconds. If it had felt emotion, it would have been shaking with nerves. Finally collecting the needed energy, it prepared to send it straight at the Shard. Suddenly the energy shot down, as something grounded the Marker to the floor below. Sending out a pulse to sense what was wrong, it 'saw' exactly what, or in this case, who was responsible right before the energy impacted with him. Only one thought, accompanied with a feeling it never thought it would feel, ran through the fading conscioussness as it watched it's only salvation slip through it's metaphorical fingers.

Well Shit...

Isaac placed his hand carefully on the rough, red material of the Marker. Feeling the hum of energy, even through the suit glove, he tried to pull back. To his growing horror, his hand stayed attached to the Marker as red lightning arced down, straight towards him. Realising he was about to die, Isaac's mind flashed back to all the people he couldn't save. Just before he drowned in a see of sadness, one face gave him a life raft. Ellie. The one person he was able to save gave him peace at heart. He was calm now, ready for his life to end, knowing that he had done his best and that was all that could be asked of him. With a sharp crack and a flash of red light, Isaac Clarke, C.E.C Engineer, Lone survivor and the most unlucky man in existance disappeared from the universe.

The before mentioned woman stared in horror as Titan Station was consumed in fire. Massive explosions rocked the moon as buildings shattered and crumpled. Ellie could only watch, shocked and horrified, as the Marker chamber was annihilated in a huge ball of fire which was quickly smothered by the cold vacuum of space. Nobody could survive that, not even him.

"You bastard" She whispered quietly, her voice cracking as tears rolled down her face and onto the gunship controls. She hadn't wanted this. They should have just gone, left on the ship, both of them. But now Isaac was gone and she was alone...again. Still sniffling quietly, she sent out a distress beacon before setting the ship to auto-pilot. Leaning back in the seat, she allowed herself to cry, for all the people she had lost, her friends, her family and the one person who had saved her. The man who had given his life in fixing someone else's wrong.

And that's that. The next chapter will feature the Mass Effect universe. We won't be hearing from Isaac's universe for a long time, if at all, I haven't decided yet ^^

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