Ok everyone NotvaderHater here with a new Mass Effect story. This story may take a while for me to get the chapters out because recently I broke my hand so typing is going to be a bit of an issue lolz. Anyway this story is going to be done twice, once with a female Shepard and then with a male Shepard. The pairings would be GarrusxShep and TalixShep. This fic takes place almost directly after 2, barring a few hours. Without further a due here is Mass Effect: Return to Light

Chapter 1

"Course laid in for the Citadel, Commander." came Joker's voice over the Normandy's comm system as Jaina Shepard braced herself for the transition into the mass effect field of the nearest relay.

After fifteen minutes and two transitions later, they entered the serpent system of the widow nebula. As the Normandy started descending into the nebula, several bright flashes lanced across the nebula in front of the Normandy, and without warning thirty-six, five kilometer long sword shaped dreadnaughts dropped out of FTL.

"Holy shit!" yelled Joker from the cockpit weaving the Normandy through the oddly clustered cruisers.

The Normandy pulled out ahead of the fleet and raced on toward the Citadel.

"EDI, can you get any reading on those ships?" yelled Shepard as she stormed up to the cockpit.

"That is a negative Commander; the vessels are emitting a disruption field that my sensors are unable to penetrate. But as the fleet entered the system, I did pick up a large magnetic spikes in addition to the ones from the cruisers that are there." said the AI.

"So you're saying that there could be something out there other than the ships we can see." said Shepard.

"That is the logical standpoint but there is not enough data to support that theory. Also the Citadel fleet is massing in a defensive formation." said the AI.

"Move us into a dock on the Zakara ward Joker, we're in no condition to fight" said Shepard standing next to Joker.

"Would love to Commander, but the towers telling me to land at one of the Presidium docks." said Joker looking over his shoulder at her.

Shepard nodded and headed back to the CIC as Joker moved the Normandy into a flight path that would put them into the designated birth near Citadel Tower.

"Shepard, three shuttles have launched form the unknown fleet and their current trajectory puts them into the hanger next to the one we will be docking in." chimed EDI from the cockpit "Judging by how their fleet is currently formed, there is a high probability of there being a high value target inside the formation."

"Take us in Joker" said Shepard from the command deck. "Commander, incoming message from Councilor Anderson, he wants us to be the first group to meet our 'guests'" "Tell the team to be ready when we dock, I want everyone out to greet them."

As the Normandy closed in on the Tower, the three shuttles came into clearer view. As Shepard looked at them on a view screen, she noticed that they were actually two heavily armed gunships and a heavily armored dropship. The dropship was about four times the size of the Kodiak shuttle. It had a somewhat triangular head with wings that extended out the width of the shuttle on both sides and two engines were mounted on the top of the rear section of the wings.

The Normandy landed in the bay as the dropship spun around backwards, easing its way onto the gangway. Most of Shepard's team was out of the Normandy with their weapons drawn as the back section hissed and a ramp dropped from the back, steam hissing from the broken seals. Eight figures leapt from the ramp with what appeared to be long swords attached to their backs. Their bodies were humanoid, roughly seven feet tall, minus the one in front who was slightly shorter, with long blades extending form, their wrists and shoulders. They wore black, heavy body armor and full face helmets with different types of skulls etched on them, a faint glow of their eyes could be seen through the tinted visors. Three more figures exited the dropship which took off and, escort in tow, headed back to their fleet.

The three other figures were of the same humanoid shape as the commandoes but their attire was different. They were the same height as the commandoes except for the one in the middle who was at least half a foot taller. The middle alien wore large ornate bone wings on his back and battle armor of a red so dark it was almost black. The other two wore much smaller condensed versions of the wings political type clothing, robes instead of body armor. The red clad figure walked over to where Shepard and her party were standing and stopped in front of them, eyes glowing dimly through the visor of the alien's helm. The commandoes behind the alien drew their weapons and held them in a low-ready position. The commando's weapons resembled the great swords of earth's midlevel periods, only they opened up on the sides, faint but visible amounts of green energy flickered under the opened plates.

The aliens moved forward to where Shepard's team was standing, the commandoes bringing their weapons to bear, level with the team, who in response raised their own weapons. The red figure waved its hand down and the commandoes lowered their weapons back into a low-ready. The figure raised its left hand and a blue Omni-tool activated. The Omni-tool looked exactly the same as a normal one except where it was round at the elbow, it was angled and extended back over the alien's elbow and ended into a point. The alien scanned Shepard and her team, finishing the scan with Shepard. "Shepard" the alien said in a calm, definitely male voice. He nodded at Shepard and said something to her before walking into an elevator, his party in tow. The alien's language, Shepard thought sounded like a mix between Russian, German, and maybe a Turian dialect, but shook her head and with her team following her, headed for the other elevator.

When they reached the council chaimbers, they ran up the stairs to where the aliens had gathered on the speaking podium. The red clad figure was at the speaking position, the two followers' halfway out and the commandoes were poised in two ranks at the end, weapons pointed out, one rank standing the first kneeling. The lead alien raised the blue Omni-tool again and tapped it a few times. A shimmering female of their species appeared. "Honorable members of the Citadel Council, I am Savine, eighth generation Ai, and translator for the Millenar Delegation and his Royal Highness Prince Sirion Kaine." The red figure inclined his head. "We have come back into the light to combat the Reaper threat."

Ok so first chapter of a fifteen plus chapter story. So far I've hand written out fifteen chapters. All of which were written down during my free time over the past four months during basic training.