I do not own Mass Effect. I just love the game and wanted to play in their sandbox. My stories go quickly because I get bored of explaining things. We've all played the game so I will shorten some things and open others to fit my OC in.
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The Irlan were a peaceful people. Ruthless and unstoppable to enemies in war but they would never attack unprovoked. In the age of the Protheans, Irlan were the Police force. The Protheans were an Empire driven to rule but they considered the Irlan equals after a very long and costly war. Both sides lost many citizens, planets, and decided an alliance was the best course for their future... so both sides would have futures.
The Protheans used the Irlan on several science missions to a planet called Earth. The Irlan looked identical to humanity except for their sculpted physique and blue blood, not all humans were sculpted as uniquely. In human history they were often referred to as Spartans. Irlan scientists fit in well with that culture and were spread throughout the world learning about the new Aliens. If the Irlan kept themselves from bleeding, the humans did not know they were from the stars.
Each year the Irlan would all meet home at their home planet Ontarom. They would celebrate their heritage and use it as a basic reflection for peace and family. As the years passed and the Protheans fell to an unknown and unstoppable force, several Irlan civilians, scientist, and governing parties fled to Earth to hide from the Reapers. Because Earth was so young, the Reapers left Earth alone and some Irlan could survive. The Reapers were too confident, that Earth was not a threat, so Irlan citizens were able to successfully escape and migrate into the population of Earth.
Centuries after the Reapers returned to dark space, the Irlan went back to Ontarom. With the Prothean extinction, they tried to rebuild and even though it took another 300 years, they were successful. The Irlan were a lot like the Asari, they could mate with any species but would birth a full bred Irlan, only the Irlan could produce had both sexes. After establishing themselves back into the 'verse the Irlan became quick friends with the Turian race. Unlike the alliance with the Protheans, the Irlan and Turians formed a quick and lasting friendship.
...Years and Years After Prothean Extinction...
Music, laughter, and festivities played for hours as the Irlan race all came home to their planet of Ontarom. Every year, everyone would come back and gather together for a celebration of their community and life. The Irlan and Turians have been loyal friends and battle partners for years so there were several Turians celebrating on Ontarom as well.
The Irlan ran their government a lot like the Greek Senate. Not one person was in charge but a panel and that was the way they preferred it. One of the greatest Generals, Alara Vail, was one of the most respected and loved among all. She walked through the streets of the Capital smiling, laughing, and shared drinks with her fellow clans and Turian guests. She was trying to make her way to her favorite Pub to meet up with her beautiful young daughter and mother for more festivities.
"General Vail!" Major Alibe ran up. "Ma'am, may I have a moment?"
"No." Vail smiled. "I ordered you to have fun and it looks like you bring me unwelcome news..."
"General, I picked up something massive on the scanners. Bartarian signatures..."
"Alibe," She placed a gentle hand on her friend's shoulder. "...relax. Let the A.I. outposts handle them... if they are a threat."
"General," A Hanar floated up and sang. "...may this one have a moment?"
"General..." Alibe attempted again.
"Go. Have a drink." She snapped at the Major but then smiled politely at the Hanar. "Yes, Diplomat."
Alibe looked at the sky and frowned but stayed close to his General and the fiend. He has never liked the Hanar and hated that they are on their planet now. There was just something about them that rubbed him wrong and he refused to leave General Vail alone with one.
"This one wanted to see if you had any submissions for our program?" The Hanar sang.
"You mean children for your assassin school?" Major Alibe snapped.
"Major, you are dismissed." General Vail waited for Major Alibe to leave the area before turning back. "My apologies. The Irlan do not attack unprovoked and do not get paid to murder. I'm sorry but we do not have any submissions for you."
"This one understands."
"Please stay and enjoy yourself, Diplomat."
"This one is grateful. Thank you."
The Hanar floated away silently and General Vail headed to where her mother and daughter were celebrating. As she walked along she noticed that everyone was beginning to quiet down. A lot of people were beginning to fall asleep on the street or in the seat where they were sitting. She then realized that she, herself, was feeling very exhausted.
The General picked up her pace as several Bartarian ships began to break atmosphere. But no alarms sounded and no guardsman were running around giving orders to the civilians. She watched the ships for a moment wanting to move forward but was getting too tired to think properly. When the ships suddenly began burning the city and dropping bombs on distant cities without warning or provocation, General Vail snapped into battle mode. She had to save her people! These ships were meaning to kill everyone! She rounded a corner where her daughter and mother were supposed to be, she slid to a stop when she saw her mother sleeping on the ground. Her daughter shaking her trying to wake her.
"Leahala!" She ran and scooped the child into her arms.
"Mòraí won't wake up." The child stated.
"Leahala, we have to go."
The General held her child and began running to the ports to see if there was a ship she could get Leahala onto. She needed to make sure her baby was safe, then she could worry about everyone else. But with as tired as she was now feeling, she needed Leahala to live...
As the General ran into the docking station she noticed that every ship that attempted to leave was immediately shot down. All General Vail thought was how exhausted she felt and how they were all going to die.
"General Vail." The Hanar Diplomat sang.
"Diplomat! Please! Take my daughter!" She held the child out.
"This one insists that you come too."
"I cannot leave my people. Take her!" She handed Leahala to the Hanar.
"Mommy no!" Leahala screamed reaching for her.
"This one must inform you that if you do not make it..."
"I know!" General Vail let a tear slip down her cheek. "GO!"
The Hanar floated to his ship as Leahala screamed for her mother. General Vail then ran to the tower to control the AA guns. She began firing at the Bartarian ships to make sure that at least the Hanar ship got away safely.
As the Hanar ship broke atmosphere, the Bartarians blew up the AA tower...and took the planet. Before they left they made sure to set several nukes to verify that everyone had died. Not one person was thought to have survived...