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Mass Effect:Black Phoenix
Chapter One
`Thoughts'
"Speech"
2171 CE
Arcturus Station
Admiral Hacketts Office
Admiral Hackett, Commanding Officer of the Alliance Fifth Fleet, sat at his desk staring at the officer in front of him,
"Are you sure that this information is correct Anderson, because if not I will have you scrubbing toilets at a weather station on Pluto"
Captain David Anderson nodded,
"Yes Sir, the information came from a Prothean Data Disk found in the Archives on Mars, it not only gives the time and date of the event but the location as well. It seems that the Protheans had some way of seeing into the future erratically and infrequently otherwise I'm sure whatever happened to them would have been averted."
"So let me get this straight, in roughly 12 minutes time a portal is going to open up in my office and something is going to come through, and you don't want security here to contain any threat it may pose."
Just as Captain Anderson was about to reply a pulsating sphere, the size a tennis ball, flew into Hacketts office from outside the window and stopped in between the two officers.(a/n the window looks out into space and the fifth fleet) For a few moments neither men said anything as the tennis ball sized object started flashing through the colours of the spectrum. With a final blinding flash, which blinded the two officers, the strange pulsating object disappeared leaving behind an unconscious human being.
When the the two officers regained their vision they were greeted by the unmistakeable form of a tall human male wearing a combat uniform not seen in nearly 200 years and that was last worn by Her Majesties Armed Forces of the United kingdom.
"Anderson"
"Yes Sir ?"
"I think a guest has arrived and early I might add, lets get him onto the couch and wake him up, I want some answers."
Between them they managed to manoeuvre the new arrival on to the couch, which was positioned by the side wall of the office, and stood back.
"Admiral, shall I get security and a medical team standing by just in case?"
"No, I'm pretty sure this person means us no harm and I'm sure he has a few questions for us as well. Go ahead and wake him."
Mentally preying to several different gods in his head Captain Anderson approached the person on the couch and pondered on the best way to wake him without being perceived as a threat when the mysterious persons eyes opened and looked around. When the persons gaze landed on Captain Anderson the eyes widened and jumped up.
"Where the bloody hell am I and who the fuck are you two?" the visitors voice was deep and rough but laced with steel.
"I am Admiral Hackett and this is Captain Anderson of the Alliance Navy's Fifth Fleet, and who are you?" Hacketts voice carried the tone of command that only certain officers ever learn.
Coming to attention and snapping a salute to the two officers the visitor said,
"Q8440332, SAC Gareth ******, 7th June 1990 Sir" (a/n Senior Air-craftsman – RAF rank)
Stunned silence blanketed the office as the now named stood to attention like a statue, eventually Admiral Hackett broke the silence by croaking out,
"You were born when! That can't be possible, you don't look a day over 20, I've got to check this out."
While the Admiral was tapping away at his terminal Captain Anderson turned to the young airman and cast a critical gaze over him from head to toe, the young man stood at around the 6' 8" mark in height with a broad chest that tapered down to a narrow waist and powerfully built legs, his hair was dark brown in colour and shaved short while the face could have been carved from granite, all square and solid, the eyes were a deep mahogany brown with laughter lines in the corners.
At this point Admiral Hackett walked back over and looked the statue still soldier and said
"Airman, Welcome to 2171 and Arcturus Station, 34 light years from earth."
The airman stood there in shock as the words 2171 echoed round his head until finally he shook his head and looked at the two officers and sighed, shoulders slumping as the reality kicked.
"Sirs', I hope I'm dreaming because the last thing I remember was going to bed after playing a computer game called Mass Effect 3 and it was the year 2012, and if I'm not dreaming then I'm up the brown creek without a paddle or a canoe."
"Son, you're not dreaming I'm afraid, I just had a look at the old records and you are down as MIA as of the 16th March 2012." stated Hackett while an idea started to germinate in his head.
"Admiral, Captain. If I'm stuck here nearly 160 years into my future then I need to do something, I've been in the military all my working life and now I've got nothing but knowledge from a damn game."
"Gareth, may I call you that," at the young man's nod Captain Anderson continued,
"Gareth, you mentioned something about knowledge from a game, what do you mean."
Hanging his head Gareth rubbed his face with his hands and spoke,
"We may as well get comfortable as this may take a while."
****Several Hours of discussing the Mass effect trilogy later****
"Damn, that's a lot of information to drop on us Gareth but if you are right then we need to get you prepared and trained up properly, and I think you'll like this idea. We'll create a new profile for you with a new background stating you are a survivor from a Batarian raid on Mindior last year and you've been in rehab since getting over the trauma. We'll enlist you into the Alliance and nominate you for further training at ICT (Interplanetary Combatives Training)or N-School as its also known. When you've finished training no matter what level you reach we will sort something out regards a posting where you can help against Saren and the Geth." announced Admiral Hackett.
Gareth sat looking at the two senior officers and breathed a sigh of relief that they weren't going to lock him up in a padded cell and throw away the key,
"Sir, I accept and I'll do my best not to let you down"
The two officers smiled at the obvious relief on their newest recruit, both thinking along the lines of `We have an edge in this galaxy'
Several levels below the Admirals office at the Alliance recruitment centre a young woman entered and walked up to the desk sergeant and said,
"I'd like to sign up please"
The desk sergeant looked up at her and smiled,
"What's your name miss?"
With a returning smile she replied,
"Shepard, Zoe Shepard"
A/N OK Ladies and Gents this is my first Mass Effect Fan Fic and my first attempt at a self insert :) all constructive and helpful messages will be read and I will try to answer any questions also flames will be ignored :) R&R and enjoy
A/N 2 – All thanks goes to Herr Wozzeck, iNf3ctioNZ, Empeorie, AlexMalix, LycanWolff, Commander Kitsune, Demon Spartan and Gale1243 for inspiring me with their superb stories.