Disclaimer: I don't own EVE Online nor do I own Mass Effect and its series, nor will I ever. Although that would be awesome.
Wow, you know, I never saw myself as like writing a continuous story like this, ever. I wrote a lot of backstories for characters for Roleplay servers in Garry's Mod sure, but I never wrote stories like this before. But hey, here I am. Well, dot my eyes, cross my tees and hope for the best cause that's all I can do.
I got the idea for this story one day when I was a few weeks into waiting for December because my subscription for EVE Online ended and I had to wait for my birthday to get any money. Life story for high schoolers everywhere there. At the time I was also reading a crap ton of ME crossovers, Halo, LoTR, more Halo, but not a lot of EVE Online ones. Well over time and reading even more ME crossovers a plot for this story just popped into my head so at night I would just think it over, how would it start, how would my EVE Online character be introduced, which ME game should I start out in. Well, here's what I got.
Btw, I'm gonna be changing some bits and pieces on the EVE ships for reality's sake. I'm still keeping the base components so don't worry about a huge change.
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Unintentional Meeting
"So Ange, get the plan? Get in, find whatever's in there, get out. Simple."
"Hai, hai. This isn't exactly the first time I've done this so you know Jack." Ange replied.
"So? Doesn't mean I can't be repetitive." Jack's voice crackled over the comm.
"Whatever, I'll be back in a bit, keep the comms open so you don't shoot me when I come back." Ange said.
"Hey, not my fault the comms broke down that day." Jack replied, sounding all innocent.
"Yes, of course, EVERYONE'S comms broke down at the EXACT same time." I replied, starting the engines on my Curse.
She started moving towards the gate, my engines flaring in the dark of space in front of the assault fleet from my corp. Again, inside the pod, she reveled in the information she receives from all the sensors all over her ship. An Amaar Curse Combat Recon vessel, none of her other ships can even come close. Coming up to the gate, starting the activation sequence. She once again activated the comms with a thought,"I'll be back in a flash Jack!" And jumped in a flash of light, receding into the far distance.
All of a sudden, the ship started to shake and rumble. The ship itself seems to still be enroute to its destination, although it should have been more or less instantaneous.'Shit, what the hell?' She thought to herself. Checking all her sensors and running checks on her systems, she finds out that a star on the way to her destination went supernova, the radiation interfering with her jump. Suddenly the ships started to creak and groan, like its being pulled every which way at the same time.
'Shit, shit, shit, shit. Why the hell am I still in jump? Its near instantaneous!' She exclaimed to herself.
Then, just as quickly as the problems started, it stopped, and the jump tossed her out into real space. Mumbling angrily to herself, she started sensor sweeps of the system she was in, activating her cloak. Her mind was still a bit fogged up in anger, but something cleared all that in a heartbeat. 'Where is all the ships?'
She expected to have come out in a staging point for the enemy of her corporation, it should be full of ships they were about to hit, yet there was nothing here. Then something caught her attention, a couple of ships orbiting a nearby planet, a garden world. Jumping there, and activating her sensor sweeps again. 'Weird, those ships aren't any models I know, and I haven't even seen them on the market. Hmm, lets try a conversation.'
"Get the supplies and Shepard's body down onto the planet, we need to hurry up, The Illusive Man wants this done as quickly as possible."
"Yes ma'am."
"Excuse me Operative Lawson, I still have my doubts that this project will even work, Shepard has been dead for too long of a time to be able to be brought back from the dead."
"That's not my problem, The Illusive Man put you in charge of bringing him back from the dead, so its your problem not mine, you will complete this project or else." Replied Miranda.
"But-" Started the doctor.
Miranda turns around, staring right into his eyes."Do we have a problem?"
"No ma'am." The doctor shuffling off, mumbling some words Miranda couldn't hear as he walks away.
Then the comms officer called her."Ma'am, we're being hailed by someone."
"Who is it, The Illusive Man isn't supposed to call in for a few more hours." Miranda said, turning back around to face the holo map of the system.
"That's the problem, we don't know who it is, there is also no ships-"Replied the officer till he was interrupted.
"Ship uncloaking to our starboard!"
"What?! Get me eyes on that ship, no one is supposed to know about this. Warm up the guns, I want firing solutions on it." Exclaimed Miranda.
"Copy that, warming up the driver, GUARDIAN systems active, turning us about. Ship is on the viewport." The weapons officer shot back.
Miranda then walked to the viewport, looking out towards the unknown ship. Normally she would be able to know what class and race the ship belonged to, but this ship doesn't even come close to any she knew. The ship itself was twice the size of her ship at around 600 meters. It doesn't look like there was any weapons on it, but Miranda could see some closed ports around the ships, all of them placed in rows and evenly spaced.
"Ma'am, its hailing us again." The comms officer spoke up.
Miranda, pondering her options, decided to open a channel."Open a channel, I want to know who this is."
"Copy that, opening a channel now."
The channel open, all they got was static, then suddenly, it cleared up on its own. Showing a blond European woman, her hair reaching her chin, a wide smile on her lips. She looked around 6 feet tall, her arms and legs lithe, but showed some muscle. She was dressed in a hoodie with an unknown symbol on her chest. Her pants was a black pair of jeans flowing down to black combat boots. All this without a single hint of fear, instead she oozed confidence seemingly out of her pores.
"Good work comms." Miranda quickly commented.
"Uh, that wasn't me ma'am." He shot back quickly.
Narrowing her eyes at the woman,"I see." Then to the woman,"Who are you, this is restricted space belonging to the Alliance, identify yourself or we will fire on you."
Ange looked at the woman standing on the platform, all her movements and body language seemed like she demanded immediate respect from those around her. She was clothed in a skintight full body suit, showing off all her curves. Smiling, Ange replied,"Hello there, I'm Ange, it seems that I got kinda lost, do you mind telling me where I am?"
Moments earlier she utilized her ship's impressive electronic warfare capabilities to silently hack in to the ship's systems, already she's reading all the information stored in the databanks and reading all transmissions to and from the ship. All this from the open channel that the woman in front of her opened. There was some interesting stuff in here, Cerberus, Project Lazarus, Shepard, Reapers, these guys have problems don't they.
On the other ship, Miranda narrowed her eyes even more, crossing her arms in front of her chest."Well Ange, that information is classified, now if you don't leave we will be forced to fire on you."
"I see, but the thing is Operative Miranda Lawson, I don't want to. Plus, that Project Lazarus of yours sound really interesting, need some help?"
Onboard the Cerberus flagship, Miranda and the crew was stunned speechless. Who the hell was this person? Immediately, Miranda motioned to her weapons officer to open fire,"Fire everything, destroy her ship."
The weapons officer tapped on his console, but only got a red alert on his display saying that its not possible. He tries again, but still isn't working."Uh, ma'am, the controls aren't responding."
Right now Miranda is absolutely FUMING, looking at Ange looking all smug. Then making a gesture to the comms officer, closed the channel."Contact the other ships, have them open fire on that ship, then salvage anything you can find."
About to walk out, all the power on the ship suddenly died, then a voice came over the intercom,"I can't let you do that Miranda, Not that you would win fighting me anyway. Plus, it seems that you could use some help waking up the dead."
'Ange….Who the hell is she.' Miranda thought as she fumed."What do you want."
"Well, for one thing, this Project Lazarus of yours sound really interesting, mind if I join? This Shepard person sounds really cool."Ange replied back through the intercom.
"Thats it? Thats all you want? To only join in Project Lazarus?" Miranda was incredulous. In only a few minutes someone in an unknown ship uncloaked near her ships and already hacked into her's and already looked through everything in the database it seems. And she only wants to join Project Lazarus?!
"Yep, thats about it really." Ange replied back, before the power all came back, and a channel reopened, showing Ange again. "So, do we have a deal? I'll help you with Lazarus, and in return you'll let me stay around, I need some data about this place anyway."
Miranda was faced with a tough decision. Normally she would ask The Illusive Man about this, but she assumed that her transmission were being tracked and read, and she couldn't let his location be compromised. "Fine, you'll be allowed to stay for the time being, any suspicious activities and we will destroy you ship."
Ange looked at her, all smug,"Yes of course, well, to a good partnership that is well endowed! I'll see you on the ground at your base."
The channel closed and Miranda couldn't get any angrier. Immediately, she signaled for a shuttle to be ready for her to take her down to the base.'Lets see how long this deal goes. I better contact The Illusive Man soon about this, he'll be furious.'
Well there ya go, chapter 1 of my story. Review and what-have-yous please! Hopefully I can get the next chapter up in a jiffy.