Hey guys Shepard'sFlock here! This is my first fanfic so reviews and tips would be greatly appreciated ;D Probably won't be much dialogue in this first part but it'll get better I swear and thanks for taking your time to read this humble writer's story!
ALSO I own nothing from Assassin Creed or Mass Effect (shocker I know) only my OCs!
Prologue: The Coming Storm
An old turian by the name of Silas Metius sat in his office going over various intelligence reports. With a weary sigh he gathered them all and stood from his chair smoothing his white robes with his talons as best he was able. Silas made for his office door only to meet a short female human with her blonde hair in a bun and blue eyes looking up at him with a friendly smile on her face.
"Ah, Silas my friend I was hoping to find you here. Have you read the reports yet?" asked the human.
Silas bowed his head in respect to his old friend as was custom in their order before replying, "Yes I have Sarah and to be honest they aren't exactly what I was hoping for."
Sarah's smile faltered and she replied with haste "That is unfortunate, our fellows were hoping for a good outcome, come we can discuss this with the others at the meeting," before promptly turning on her heel and walking down the hall with Silas right on her tail.
The building they were in wasn't exactly fabulous, but that's how they liked it, it was fairly plain with a white walls and red banners with a white lining providing the splash of color. Looking around Silas noticed the various species that he had come to trust over the years, there were asari, fellow turians, quarians, humans, drell, krogan, volus, elcor, salarians, hanar, even a few batarians and vorcha of all things. The humans, batarians, and asari all wore white robes with plain boots; the salarians wore similar robes, but with a few differences to account for their species anatomy; the quarians wore their enviro-suits of course, with a primarily white coloring accented with various red marks. The krogan had no need for robes and instead wore red armor with white accents, Silas vaguely remembered asking why they had red armor instead of white and his answer was that since krogan were a primarily violent species, they red was to hide then among their own, since white was considered weak by the krogan. The hanar wore...well they wore nothing, while volus adopted the quarian style suits, drell wore whatever they desired since they spent most of their time away on contracts as it was, and the elcor wore a style of white pants with red. Every species had a red sash or belt tied around there waist, each one with a symbol to dictate rank from masters to novices, Silas himself proud of his master assassin badge(earned from every success in his training and career and unfortunately every failure he learned from.
Silas counted every one in his chapter as a trusted brother and sister, respectively, and he was aware of the irony of it all, humans and batarians got along like old friends, while krogans and turians treated each other like family. Silas's mandibles flared ever so slighty, his species equivalent of a slight smile, in the galactic society all of these species were at odds with one another at some point and how you were treated usually depended on what species you were, but here Silas could only smile at how every species got along, untied under a common goal, a common belief, and a common creed. People here weren't just turians ot asari or even quarians...they were people and more importantly they were family. The thought at how easily they could get along while the rest of society squabbled over land and resources made Silas chuckle to himself.
"Something funny Silas?" asked Sarah with a slight mischievous smile on her face.
"No, just some good memories is all" replied Silas, smiling back.
"Yes well save the reminiscing for after the meeting, can't have you zoning out in the middle of your report now can we?" said Sarah with a wink.
They turned into the great hall and Silas could never see enough of it. It was a large room with a high ceiling and a balcony that overlooked the area. A pair of matching stairs started on either side of the bottom floor, slowly turning to meet at the top of the balcony. From there they met a matching set of wooden doors, sure they could have placed an automatic door like everywhere else, but if the order valued anything, it was respect for the past and these doors stood as a symbol stating how long ago the Assassin Brotherhood started and look how long their pursuit for free will had lasted. On the other side it was a typical modern conference room, a long table with chairs situated around it and directly across from the room was a window replacing the entire wall with a perfect view of the arms of the Citadel. Of the people gathered, it consisted of a human, asari, a male drell, and female quarian. Including Silas and Sarah, these people were the "big cheeses" of the Assassin Brotherhood, with five master assassins, the other three Silas recognized instantly, the drell, with the common green scales of his people and white hooded robes, by the name of Kylak Trit stood overlooking the Citadel arms crossed in front of his chest, the asari a common blue of her people and nearly old enough to be a matriarch, Elara T'mion, and the quarian one of the first quarians to join the Brotherhood, Risa'Meenor vas Brotherhood (she was told that the last part was not required, but she did it anyway to represent her dedication to the Brotherhood) stood to the side conversing with Elara. The human, a.k.a. The Mentor, was Mike Rast, a middle-aged human of about 47 with strips of gray in his black hair and matching stubble, Silas respected the man greatly after all he himself had recruited Silas after the Occupation of Shanxi nearly 30 years ago, though young Mike had proven to be a capable warrior and earned Silas's respect after beating him in hand-to-hand combat. After Silas had bowed his head in respect and after a quick handshake, the meeting was underway.
"All right Silas you said you had the reports from Eden Prime but that it was of extreme importance, did something happen to the beacon?" Mike began with a firm yet inquisitive tone.
"Yes Mentor, I'm afraid the news from Anderson was distressing at best, turns out geth attacked the colony and-"
"Impossible, the geth haven't been seen outside the Perseus Veil in the last 3 centuries!"interrupted Risa'Meenor, clearly agitated about the geth.
"Peace Risa"Mike calmly said then returning to Silas, "Silas are you sure it was geth?"
Silas quickly responded with a side glance at Risa, "Yes, but Anderson said it was more than just geth, he said they were being led by Saren Arterius the Spectre, or rogue spectre now.
"Wait, why would a Spectre side with geth to attack a human colony? Granted Saren's distaste for humans, but to just attack Eden Prime without reason unless..." Elara trailed off with realizing dawning on her face, but before her thoughts could be voiced Kylak spoke up, "Unless he knew about the beacon."
Mike just ran a hand down his face while saying "And here I was hoping the Prothean beacon would've actually turned out to be nothing more than a glorified toilet...Alright so what happened with Anderson's Alliance team, and wasn't another Spectre there?"
Silas sighed tiredly as he continued "Yes the other Spectre was a turian, Nihlus to be specific, but he's dead, according to the report of a dockworker, Saren's appearance as a "friendly" got Nihlus to put his guard down and Saren promptly put a bullet in the back of his head, as to Anderson's team no Assassins were present, it consisted of Commander John Shepard, Staff Lieutenant Kaidan Alenko, and Private Richard L. Jenkins. Jenkins didn't make it, multiple shots from geth drones penetrated his armor and killed him. Shepard then picked up a stray, a Gunnery Chief Williams who's entire unit was slaughtered by geth, but here is where it gets interesting, apparently the geth were gathering surviving colonists and impaling them."
At this everyone sat up, "Why were the geth impaling colonists?" asked Sarah. Silus touched his datapad and brought up a holographic image of a small structure, sleek and four-legged with a flat top, images of geth carrying a colonist appeared and when they straddled his back across the structure a spike shot up effectively killing and impaling the poor colonist. Shocked murmurings quietly broke out until Silas swiped his pad and a similar image appeared, but the figure on the spire looked different, it looked human but it was grey skinned with eyes devoid of life. When the spire came down, the creature jumped off and acted almost animalistic. The Mentor just stared in horror with everyone else before asking in almost a whisper, "What the hell was that thing?"
Silas stood up straight and said "This thing was the very same human you saw before but after a few hours these spikes somehow managed to remove nearly every organ, and all blood from the body before replacing it with some type of synthetic material stored within the spire." Mike turned to the Brotherhood Council's resident quarian and asked, "Risa, do you know if this stuff is of geth-make?"
Risa studied the image a moment longer before replying "What you must understand is that since the geth exiled my people off Rannoch 3 centuries ago, we have not seen any past the veil, so this means they have had to make their own means of reproducing themselves and maintaining their platforms, the geth, from what we have learned on occasional incursions into geth space is that they have their own trademark materials, geth structure is usually focused on performance and function, any luxuries we organics use are useless to the geth, when they make something they have a particular function for it. I have never seen the geth using anything like this and the creature it creates is certainly not geth they haven't changed their looks since they were created, so no I do not believe these are of geth make."
"Alright thats a mystery for later. Silas, what happened with the beacon?" said Mike hoping for a happy ending.
"The beacon was secured by Shepard's team, unfortunately the Gunnery Chief Williams went to close and some type of force from the beacon began to draw her in, Shepard managed to save Williams but at the cost of being sucked in himself, afterwards the beacon just exploded, probably system overload, and knocked the Commander unconscious. Now here's the part Anderson couldn't stress enough to me, the Commander had some type of vision."
Elara spoke up intrigued by her knowledge of the varying results that using a beacon could cause, "Few beacons have ever given the user a vision and most of the time the vision is to incomplete to make any difference, I'm assuming this vision would prove Saren's interest in it?" stated Elara leaning froward on the table hands clasped together and resting under her chin. "Correct. Shepard reported that in this vision he saw some type of synthetics slaughtering organics, screaming, war, annihilation, the whole ten yards, but this isn't the end of the report, I just wanted to get the most believable bits out of the way, the most distressing part is this..."stated Silas as he brought up another image, this time of an object shaped like a cuttlefish but pure metal. Silas rested his hands on the table and looked around the table before speaking, "This is a ship Saren escaped in, reports claim it was a couple kilometers tall and made a screech that could immobilize all the soldiers in fear and before we ask...I'm pretty sure this isn't geth made."
Silas spoke back up addressing Mike himself, "The plan Anderson has so far is that he, along with the ground team of Eden Prime, are going to a hearing with the Citadel Council to put Saren on trial, right now it's the best he's got but without evidence the best we can hope is the Council giving him a slap on the wrist and sending him on his merry way".
Mike sat for a couple of seconds thinking until he looked at Silas and said, "What about these images we have can't we use those?".
"No sir we have the images, but without any way to link them to Saren they may as well be myths, but no worries, as usual we have a contingency plan, our moles within the Shadow Brokers' ranks say Saren recently had business with a small-time thug named Fist, yeah I know stupid name, but Fist upset the Broker and now there's a contract out for Fist it was given to a krogan named Urdnot Wrex. I've already instructed Anderson to let Barla Von's name slip should Shepard need evidence. C-SEC had a detective investigating Saren, but it hasn't turned up anything and a C-SEC detective wouldn't be able to get near Fist, he's hold up in Chora's Den, down in the wards, we could send a group of assassins down and get info-".
Mike suddenly raised his hand politely interrupting Silas before speaking, "No this is a delicate situation, I believe Shepard can handle Fist and I want discretion on this no need in tearing up a bar ourselves, I'll send a pair of assassins to offer assistance in this investigation and throughout the mission for Saren ,Anderson will watch them, until further notice this is the plan of action...every one agree?". A bunch of nods and thumbs up gave him his answer, alright Silas let me know when Anderson arrives and I'll send the assassins with instructions. This Council is dismissed."
Bam first part done, oc's will be introduced next chapter and if anyone has any thoughts, ideas, suggestions,etc for pairings or anything, I'm taking all considerations!
