To My Close Friend, Lie Ren, For Giving Me This Idea and Supporting Me
This was it. Either Earth survives or everyone dies. The Alliance was able to ally most species, yet the total amount of forces may not be strong enough to rid of the Reaper threat. The fleets were giving it all they've got. The Crucible has to reach the Citadel, but there is no telling what it will do. It could help finish off with the Reapers, but it might not do anything at all or even be fully functional. They had to take the chance.
What would the Alliance do if the Reapers succeeded? What if they took over the entire galaxy? They have to be destroyed or else they will take over and exterminate all life. At what cost would all of the lives lost count for? The allied forces cannot let the Protheans extinction reoccur.
All throughout the darkness of space, countless ships were firing upon the black shapes. Turian fleets, Geth fighter squadrons, the System Alliance and Alliance Navy vessels took the lead, sending scout ships to find weak points and fire at them. The scouts could easily traverse the masses but stood no chance against the Reapers' beams.
The SSV Defiant shifted its position in order to land safe and swiftly and drop off its passengers. It would also airlift the injured. Captain John Luke stared into the never-ending maze of Reapers was maneuvered. The ship rocked back and forth, knocking the crew from side-to-side. Luke had recently studied everything about the Reapers in the Alliance's database and holos. He even studied indoctrination, which was key in surviving the Reapers. No Reaper will get a hold on me, he thought to himself as the ship moved along. Obviously it had to be important, after Commander Shepard was interviewed and gave a full explanation about Sovereign's indoctrination on Saren.
After all, why would a Spectre betray the whole Council and every species? It made no sense. He couldn't let a Reaper take control his mind. He had too much valuable information that could be used and taken advantage of. He turned to a woman at a terminal. "Ms. Pham," he began. "This is taking too long. We have to get these soldiers onto the ground. Try firing."
Helen Pham sat at her controls, "I'll notify the Forward Batteries immediately." She begins to push in keys on her keyboard and suddenly, an alarm blares on the ship, turning the ship black and activating the Red Alert lights. She pushes in another button and warns, "Everyone prepare for turbulence and trouble." Luke walked back to the galaxy map and hoped for the best.
Karen Diggs worked on her terminal in the Forward Batteries, updating the weapon system's software and preparing the main gun for extensive firing. Pulling down the lever in front of her, she noticed a flash from ahead of her. The gun lowered itself, extending to the brink of becoming longer than the ship's nose. The Defiant vibrated as the cannon fired multiple times, launching loads of blasts into the shields of Reapers. Everything was to no avail, but they still had hope. Karen hustled at her console, trying to make the cannon work better.
"Up ahead. Go faster!" Luke exclaimed as the ship lunged forward, knocking him onto his knees. He stood back up on his feet, grabbing hold of the bars nearby. They finally made it past the barricade. Earth was much closer than before.
"Sir, our radars are going off the charts!"
"What do you mean?"
"INCOMING!" The ship rocked itself, turning upside-down as a Reaper knocked into it. "SHIT!" The ship's shields depleted instantly, followed by an engine implosion. The rear caught fire as it sped up, eventually being caught again in the Reaper's grasp. Luke was thrown backwards, hitting the elevator and passing out. In his mind, he could hear screeches and arguing. We are now taking over. You're time is up.
I know it's not much, but I swear chapter 2 will be twice as long!