The Next Great Adventure Edge of the Abyss
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Ch. 2
The Pinnacle Station of Peace.
Normandy 2183
When Grace Shepard began to stir back to conscious thought it was on a soft bed in a dimmed med bay onboard the Normandy. She was dressed in the typical Alliance uniform that was her size. Looking over to her right Two beds over from her was the body of Basilisk. The Spectre was out of his emerald and black armor laying on the bed in a light blue medical gown. The wounds to his stomach and collar bone seemed to have closed up and the Spectre was taking slow deep breaths. The lights to the med bay suddenly brightened illuminating the entire room and reviling Doctor Chakwas who was standing by the door.
"Commander good to see you up and about. How are you feeling?"
"My heads killing me but other than that nothing too serious. How is Basilisk?"
Chakwas's normally content face became a small frown.
"The man is doing very well for having been shot in the stomach several times. But there are a lot discrepancies in his medical treatments."
"Like what?"
"Bones that have been reset in a unique way like the doctor who treated him was unfamiliar with human biology. Also there are extremely strong biotic nodes in his nervous system that seem to be constantly expanding. What really concerns me is that there is no biotic amp in his skull. And there are the traces of elder wood in his blood stream. The blood work is another story, it seems to be extremely toxic."
"That just means he's a powerful biotic. I don't know about the elder wood, maybe Basilisk fell onto a branch of elder wood and it never left his system. Did you get a reading from him that would indicate his age?"
"Yes I did. According to the readings the man is 203 years old."
"Really? That's impossible!"
"It's true."
"That means that he was alive before mass effect technologies were discovered. How in the hell did he get into space before the rest of humanity?"
"I don't know Shepard. Maybe you could ask him when he wakes up. While you were unconscious I detected an abnormal amount of brain waves in the part of the brain used in the dreaming process. What were you dreaming about?"
Shepard looked at the ground uncomfortably. "I don't want to talk about it doctor."
Chakwas frowned but did not press the issue. She was about to say something else but was interrupted by the sound of the door to the med-bay opening. In walked Captain Anderson with a grim face and a data pad that likely contained the missions debriefing for the Council.
"What your prognosis on our commander's health doctor?"
"The commander will be physical fine but I do have concerns over her mental health. She did have an abnormal amount of brain activity Captain. I have asked her how she felt when she awoke."
"I really am fine Captain. I just said to doctor Chakwas that my head was killing me."
"Thank you for the report doctor. Can you give me a few minutes alone with the Commander?"
Chakwas nodded "of course Captain. I do need to check up on Basilisk in a few minutes. Call me if you have any trouble Shepard." Chakwas left the med bay leaving Grace with Anderson.
"Shepard, the doctor is just concerned with you. We don't know what was in that beacon. Did you see anything when it grabbed you?"
"I saw… I don't know what I saw. There were ships similar to the one on Eden Prime. They were throwing some sort of monsters at a planet full of aliens I have never seen before. There was death and destruction on a level that I can't describe."
"We have to inform the Council of this."
"And tell them what? That I had a nightmare. No. we can't tell them anything about this."
"Then what are we supposed to say then Grace? That you failed in the mission to recover the beacon and led Basilisk to serious injury."
"That was not me. It was that cuttlebone Saren."
Anderson stiffened "did you say Saren?"
"I did. Why do you recognize that name?"
"Yes. In fact Basilisk and I had a talk about him before the Normandy left for Eden Prime. But that is beside the point. Saren is a Spectre one of the best. If he has allied himself with the Geth then humanity is going to be in a whole lot of shit soon."
"If Saren is a Spectre then what are we supposed to do about it? The council will side with him and discredit whatever I say."
"What we need is for Basilisk to wake up and tell his story to the council. This is only way we can convince the Councilors of Saren's treachery."
"Let us hope that he can change their minds."
Anderson turned around and headed for the door. He stopped and looked back at Grace.
"Tell Joker to bring us into FTL and get us to the Citadel as soon as possible."
"Of course sir. Where are you heading?"
"Just to my room for a little shut eye. Today's events have made me age six years and right now I need a nap. Good night Grace."
With that said Anderson left the med bay leaving an unnatural silence behind him. Shepard got up from leaning back against the wall and began moving her body towards the door. Once she was out of the med bay the mess hall for the Normandy was laided out for her to see. Several crewmen were eating a late dinner at the large metal table that was the center piece for this part of the Normandy. The sound of the med bay's door opening got the attention of everyone on the deck. Shepard glared at the crewman in doing so frightened them enough to look away. The only two people who did not look away were Williams and Kadien. Both marines were looking at her with curiosity abound. Shepard made a quick follow me signal making both marines fall in behind her. The trio of marines made their way up the staircase that connected the crew deck to the CIC. Once in the CIC Shepard and co marched past the galaxy map where Navigator Pressly was making a series of complicated calculations that were probably important for the Normandy's movement in outer space. Pressly took a second to look up from his work and give a small nod to the Commander. When Shepard and her group reached the cockpit they found Joker piloting the Normandy. Joker's chair turned towards them reviling the pilot. Joker was a medium height man with a brown bushy beard and hair that was regulation standard. The man had a slightly sickly look to him.
"Hey commander, how was your beauty sleep?"
"You make one more wisecrack about my injury Joker and I will break your arm."
"Alright I'll shut up. No need for violence. What do you need?"
"The captain wants the Normandy to enter FLT and head for the Citadel Asap."
"Got it. My baby will take about ten hours to get there you know with all the relay jumps we will have to do."
"Just get going Joker."
Shepard left the cockpit with Kadien and Williams following close behind her once they were on the crew deck the two marines passed silently over to the elevator and the sleeper pods respectively. Shepard eventually came to the XO's quarters opening the door and depositing herself on the room's cot. She then closed her eyes for some sleep.
When Grace woke up and checked her Omni-Tool for the time. She found that nine hours had passed since she had fallen asleep. She got up from her cot and dressed herself in her Alliance uniform and made her way out of the room. She saw Alenko working at his station near the sleeper pods and decided to talk with him. The man looked up from his work and Grace could see the surprise in his eyes as she approached him.
"Commander is there something that you need?"
"Just want to talk to you Alenko. I would like to get to know my ground team."
"What do you want to know?"
"You seemed to be extremely focused on your work. I also noticed that you were rubbing your head during the mission. Why was that?"
"I get migraines every so often because of my biotic L2 implants. It is not a big deal. I promise that it won't get in the way of the mission."
"Where did you get the implant?"
"I received it during my time at Brain Camp."
"Brain Camp? I have never heard of it."
"I am sorry Brain Camp was a little harsh. Biotic Acclimation and Temperance was a great chance for young biotics to understand and accept our statue in life."
"That sounds like your reading that from a script."
"It was the opening speech that was given to us when we arrived at BAaT. I hated it there."
"Why was that?"
"The main instructor at BAaT was a hard ass turian named Vyrnnus. He was a biotic mercenary that Conatix the official head of BAaT hired to hasten the program. He favored brutal tactics to get results."
"What did he do?"
"He loved to deprive us recruits of food, water and sleep in order for us to show biotic potential. When that wasn't enough He then deliberately injured recruits during our training exercises. Someone finally had enough of him and the bastard somehow died three weeks after our last session."
"No kid should have had to live through that sort of shit. What happened to BAaT after Vyrnnus died?"
"Conatix shut down the faculty on Jump Zero. I guess that they didn't want a scandal with the Council. And the remaining recruits were moved into the Alliance military. I lost contact with the other kids from Brain Camp over the years and so far I haven't been able to find many of them."
"Thank you for telling me that Alenko. I know that it must have been difficult to have shared that with me."
"Please ma'am just call me Kadien. Do you think that Basilisk is going to be ok?"
"I'd like to think that he will be ok. What is your opinion about his origins?"
"I don't know what to think Commander. Maybe the old UFO stories from Earth about people being kidnapped by aliens has some truth to it."
"That sounds a little far-fetched Kadien but it is a possibility that we need to consider. Why do you think Basilisk wanted us to contact the Asari Councilor?"
"Probably because he has entrusted the Councilor with his identity. Whatever the reason is we have to contact her when we get a chance. Now if you will excuse me I need to get my Omni-Tool calibrated.
"That is fine Kadien. Maybe we can talk another time."
"Of course ma'am."
Grace then moved away from Kadien's position by the sleeper pods and over to the elevator. The woman then pressed the button for the Cargo hold/garage. The elevator took ten minutes to reach the bottom of the Normandy and during that time Grace was silently fuming in her head about stupid Alliance engineers. So when the elevators door finally opened Grace let out a sigh of relief. The garage was spacious enough to fit the M-35 Mako that had been assigned to the Normandy and have room to spare. Over by the weapons bench that sat near the ground teams lockers was Williams who was working on taking apart a Lancer Assault rifle, the Gunnery Chief was doing this action in a remarkable show of speed and skill. Seeing that she was busy Grace instead went over to the Alliance Requisition officer whose name was Charles Machefie.
"Hey Commander you looking to do a little shopping?"
"I am just looking at your stores Charles. Did you get anything good while we were on Arcturus?"
"Not really Commander. I only have licenses for stuff from Aldrin Labs and Hahne-Kedar. So you won't find many things different from our normal standard issue stuff."
"How can I help you in getting better stuff?"
"If you could buy me some more licenses from the other big manufacturers then that will be a big help. Otherwise we are going to get the same old stuff in each shipment that we get."
"I will look out for some licenses when we get to the Citadel."
"Thanks Commander. I heard from the Captain that our Spectre friend was injured on Eden Prime and I heard the doc talking about an amazing long-lived being. Is Basilisk an Asari?"
"That is none of your business Charles."
"I know it's just the armor that Basilisk was using was custom-built Asari armor. That must of cost a lot of credits to design and manufacture and most Asari are always saving up their money from the earlier years in their life."
"I can't comment on our spectre's species so don't ask again."
"You got it Commander."
As Grace moved back to the elevator the intercom system blared to life allowing Joker's voice to make an announcement.
"Attention jolly good crewmen, we are approaching the Serpent Nebula relay and we will be there in fifteen minutes, so prepare for deceleration from FTL. Fasten your seat belts and keep your hands and feet inside the vessel at all times thank you."
Just as the elevator door was about to close Williams called out "hold the door!" Grace stuck out her hand catching the door and holding it open. Williams entered and took a position on the opposite side of the elevator from Grace. After five minutes of waiting Williams opened her mouth.
"Uh... Have you ever been to the Citadel before Commander?"
"No, Williams never been there before. I have heard that it is one of the most beautiful places in the galaxy. What about you?"
"Sorry, Commander never seen the Citadel or been there. My posting were always on low priority colony worlds in the traverse never had much time for luxury."
"Well the experience will be a thing to remember then. You seem to be a competent solider Williams, why haven't you been promoted by high command?"
"That is a personal issue. I... I am not ready to talk about it."
"Alright Williams you don't have to tell me until you are comfortable."
"Please call me Ashley, Williams makes me think my father is around."
"Ok Ashley. Remember I keep an open door policy with my subordinates. If anything is troubling you just come see me."
"Thank you Commander. If I need anything I'll just tell you."
The door to the elevator opened allowing Ashley and Grace to make their way the cockpit. At the destination the two marine women found Kadien talking with Joker about flying techniques. The Normandy suddenly lurched forward and came out of FTL and reappeared next to the Serpent Window relay. Stretched out before the Normandy was the entire Citadel superstructure. The Citadel space station was a giant structure that began with a circle of metal in the middle. This was the Presidium where associate species of Citadel space maintained their embassies. Connected to the Presidium where five massive arms that helped house 13 million beings. Collectively called the Wards by the Citadel's inhabitants. As the Normandy continued its approach hundreds of starships began to become visible to the viewers in the cockpit. Eventually an enormous ship came into view stunning the humans.
"Whoa, look at the size of that ship." Ashley declared in awe.
"The Destiny Ascension flagship of the Citadel fleet." Kadien said in amazement.
"Phooey size isn't everything." Joker stated arrogantly.
"Why so touchy Joker?"
"All I'm saying is that a ship needs more than size to impress me. You also need a lot of firepower."
"What are talking about, that ship's main gun could rip through the barriers of any ship in the Alliance's fleet."
'Glad it is our side then."
The comns speaker blared allowing a turian voice to be heard.
"Unidentified ship this is Citadel control, please respond or I will get the defense fleet to fire on you."
"Citadel control this is SSV-Normandy, we are requesting a docking bay."
"Stand by Normandy, I just checked the appointment schedule, apparently you are cleared to dock at bay 39 by Ambassador Udina. I am transferring you to an Alliance operator. Sending you a course trajectory. Please note that we will have to decontaminate your ship before we allow your passengers to disembark."
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The Normandy received the info package and slowly made its way through the shipping lanes to docking bay 39 which was near C-Sec's headquarters on Teyseri ward. The decontamination process took longer than Grace thought it would. The process lasted five hours making the crew wait for a new Citadel day before they were allowed to have shore leave. Grace dressed in her Onyx N7 armor and grabbed her Reaper two sniper. At the air lock Grace met Kadien, Ashley, and Anderson before stepping off the Normandy. A few Turian C-Sec officers met the humans at the elevator warning them that if they caused any trouble on Teyseri Ward or in the Rest of the Citadel then C-Sec officers would arrest them. The trip down the elevator into C-Sec headquarters and over towards the rapid transit station took only twenty minutes. Since Ambassador Udina was no available at the time, Anderson had rented a few hotel rooms at the Atheria an Asari hotel chain that was popular in Asari space and had started up on the Citadel after the First Contact War to accommodate large numbers of human diplomats that would arrive on the Citadel for business. Since Grace had slept on the Normandy during the FTL transition she left Kadien and Ashley with Anderson at the hotel. From there Grace made her way to the Bazaar to look around. The place was filled with various aliens who were hustling around to get to the various shops that were open at the time. Grace accidently bumped into a Turian with grey plates and white colony markings on his face. The turian then proceeded to growl at her. Grace to the astonishment of the turian snarled back. This forced the dextro being to back off rather quickly and turn away. A small laughing sound over to her left shoulder caught Grace's attention. Standing in one of the shop stalls was a green suited female Quarian whose mouth piece glowed a pinkish color.
"That was impressive human. Never seen a turian run away that fast."
"Thanks, I haven't seen too many quarians in my life. What do you do here?"
"I run this shop, I know that it's surprising but really I do own this place."
"Not trying to judge. What's your name?"
"My name is Vilina'Melca nar Tonbay. I … live here on Teyseri ward."
"Good to meet you. I am Commander Shepard of the Alliance navy."
"Wait a minute, you are the Commander Shepard the hero of Eden Prime. Oh Keelah it is an honor to meet you."
"An honor?"
"Yes, anyone who kills Geth is good in my books. You know what take a discount at my shop, you've earned it for killing those synthetic bastards."
"Thank you I guess. How did you hear of the Eden Prime attack already?"
"It was all over the news this afternoon. Keelah it was so sad to hear about the colonists that the Geth killed. Any way you will find that the weapons I have were made exclusively by the migrant fleet's research and development corps to fight Geth platforms."
"What sort of weapons do you have? Do you also have any manufacturer licenses?
"Most of the weapons are just ordinary weapons with cryo and disrupter ammo, but if you are interested in a true anti Geth weapon I can offer you a Cel'Pak sniper. The weapon does extra damage to synthetics by using an electric current that surrounds the slug to prevent Geth runtimes from operating in any effective way. As for licenses I have one from Elanus Risk Control and one from Devlon Industries."
"I will take it. much is this sniper?"
"That will be seventy credits for the licenses and Three thousand credits for the Cel'Pak, with discount."
"I'll take it. Send it to the SSV- Normandy at docking bay 39."
"Of course Shepard. The Cel'Pak will be at your ship in two hours."
"Thank you. Any idea where I can get a drink around here?"
"You could try Flux, it just opened a few weeks ago. If you are feeling really brave then try Chora's Den. It's behind the market and next to the back alley way, just be careful I heard that the place is run by a shifty human named Fist who may be connected to the underworld."
"Thanks for the help. If I find anything during my travels that I don't need I will give your store first preference."
"Really? I don't believe that."
"It's true, you seem to be a decent person so I am helping you get a lot of cheap stuff for a good price. Unless you don't want my offer."
"Alright alright I'll take your offer."
"Good, see you later Vilina."
"Good bye Shepard."
Grace marched away from Vilina's shop and out of the bazaar towards Chora's Den. The walk to the night club was only a few minutes long. The walkway leading to Chora's Den split into two separate paths that eventually connected at the entrance to the club. Outside a holo screen displayed a Blue Asari sitting on a chair with a glass of alcohol in its hand. Grace opened the door and was stunned by what she saw. Shaking its ass on top of the bar's roof was a beautiful Asari dancer. Grace was enthralled by the dancer's beauty. The curves of the exotic body, the translucent blue skin and pouty blue lips. The blue eyes that spoke of hidden pleasures that one could have if grace asked for it Grace was interrupted from her view of the dancer by a bartender that was a brown haired human who turned to her and asked.
"What do you want to drink sweet heart?"
"Glass of Noveria rum please."
"Coming right up."
The bartender grabbed a glass from behind the counter and poured a reddish drink into the cup. He then pushed the drink over to Grace.
"That will be thirty Credits."
Grace sent the credits from her account to the bartender's. She then grabbed the drink and downed it in one gulp. She was again distracted from the Asari dancer by the sound of loud head-butt. Grace turned to the sound and saw two Krogan arguing with one another. One was outfitted with a crimson red medium mercenary armor. The other Krogan was dressed in a stylish suit with blue strips.
"I am telling you again Urdnot, leave before I have the rest of the bouncers fill you with enough slugs that your regeneration won't be able to handle."
"Fist is a dead pyjack anyway Jorgal just tell him to come out and I will make his death quick and painless."
"Leave now Urdnot!"
"You just wait Jorgal. I will get Fist."
The Krogan in the red armor turned around allowing Grace to catch a glimpse of his face. The crest of the Krogan was a light orange near the front and a deeper red at the back. His eyes were also blood red that contained cunning and brutal intelligence. In front of one of those eyes were deep scratches that went over the mouth and continued for a ways down. His skin had a rough sand papery look that indicated that this Krogan was an experienced and old warrior. The Krogan continued marching the patrons that fled before him. He moved past the bar and out the door disappearing from sight. Grace set her glass down on the bar and began moving towards the door. She stopped and taking one last look over her shoulder at the Asari dancer before leaving the bar.
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Later that "day" Anderson and Shepard along with the rest of the ground team were in Udina's office watching as Udina made a fool of himself.
" This an outrage! The council would step in if the Geth attacked a Turian colony."
"The Turians don't petition the council to founded colonies at the edge of the Traverse Ambassador."
This was the Salarian councilor Valern stating the obvious.
"Humanity was well aware of the risks when you entered the Traverse."
The Asari councilor Tersa Tevos was cool and collected.
"Then what about your agent Saren? He was the leader of the Eden Prime Massacre and he also killed your top agent Basilisk. You can't ignore the dangers of a rouge Spectre. I demand that you do something!"
"You don't not get to demand anything from us Ambassador. Try to remember that."
The voice of the turian councilor Sparartus declared coldly.
"We are currently having C-Sec look into your accusation of treason against Saren. We will discuss this at the hearing tomorrow. Not before this takes place."
The holograms of Valern and Sparartus disappeared leaving only Tevos image standing before the humans. Just as she was about to type in the controls to disappear herself. Grace stepped forward.
"Excuse me Councilor. I have been told to give you a message."
"Commander as I said to ambassador Udina…"
"Basilisk is alive Councilor."
"What! Your report forward by Captain Anderson said he was dead."
"He is alive Councilor. Although He is severely wounded. Shot in the stomach a few times by a heavily modded weapon. He told me to give you this audio file from his Omni-Tool."
Grace opened her Omni-Tool and forwarded the file to the Councilor's. The Councilor opened the audio file and listened as the conversation between Basilisk and Saren took place. There was the sound of guns and biotics being used before Saren remarked to Basilisk giving his last words before the audio cut. Tevos look extremely pale blue after the audio tape was over. Tevos shook her head in disgust and sadness.
"This audio proves without a doubt that Saren is responsible for the attack on Eden Prime and the assault on Basilisk. I will meet with the other Councilors and we will strip Saren of his Spectre Status.
The sound of the door opening to the embassy attracted the attention of the humans and the councilor. Walking into the office was Basilisk in full armor and helmet. Basilisk continued walking forward and put himself between Shepard and The Councilor's hologram.
"Basilisk reporting for duty Tersa."
The councilor face showed complete shock before she schooled herself.
"It is good to see you alive Spectre. Please make your report."
"Saren tried to kill me as you have no doubt heard from the audio file. His abandonment of his post near the Veil along with his assault on Eden Prime with a ship of unknown make means that he has some sort of bigger agenda that is for more than a single attack on humanity."
"I agree with you Spectre. I was just discussing with the Commander about the revoking of Saren's Spectre Status."
"Councilor that may not be such a good idea. If Saren's Status is revoked for no apparent reason, he may suspect that I still live or that I have provided Shepard with evidence of his treason. I recommend that you allow my death to continue and revoke his status in secret. So that way when Saren tries to utilize Spectre resources he will still be able to access them for a short period of time leading him into a false sense of security."
Tevos's face turned thoughtful for a moment.
"This idea of yours could very well work Spectre. I will convince Valern and Sparartus of your plan. When we address Saren during the hearing tomorrow we will assure him that there is no evidence against him. Is there anything else that you wish to discuss?"
"No there is nothing else. Good bye Tersa."
The Asari councilor's hologram finally disappeared from sight leaving Basilisk with the ambassador and the crew from the Normandy. Basilisk turned to face the ground team but Udina pushed his way into view. He then proceeded to point his index finger at the Spectre.
"You were supposed to be dead! You have set humanity back by ten years thanks to your stunt, the council races don't respect us like they should and now you have made me look incompetent."
"If anyone has made humanity look bad then it is you ambassador. Your constant whining has made humanity the laughing stock of the galaxy."
"How dare you talk like that to me! I will have your head for this."
"You don't scare me ambassador. I have been alive far longer than you. I know how the galaxy and the council works. Don't try and blame your short comings on me. Thank you Shepard, for doing what I asked of you."
"It wasn't a problem Basilisk. Your plan for Saren seems to be well thought out."
"I know how Saren thinks. I trained him for a few months when he recruited by another Spectre."
"You trained that scumbag!"
Basilisk moved his head towards Williams
"I did. At the time he was an exceptional being. The only black mark on his record was his hatred for humanity. I tried to break that from him during the four months that he served with me. But it did not happen. Whatever Saren is doing now he is not the turian I remember."
"What is our next step?"
"We need addition evidence on Saren. We have no idea where Saren will strike next. Will it be here at the Citadel or will it be another human colony world. I will have my contacts here on the Citadel keep an ear to the ground for information on Saren."
"Well let's hope we get some information soon. I would like to discuss several things with you Basilisk."
"Of course Shepard, I am sending you my contact information. You and your team can meet me at this address on Zakara Ward. I will explain everything."
Basilisk turned away from Shepard, Anderson, Udina, Kadien and Ashely and made his way out of the Embassy.
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When Shepard and her team entered Basilisk's apartment they were surprise to see many pieces of Asari art hanging on the walls leading to the living room. The couches and chairs in the living room which were a dark grey color were made from the finest leather that one could get in Citadel space. There was a large window that overlooked the street below which was filled with beings going about their business. The sound of foot step on the hard wood floors attracted Grace and her squad's attention. Behind them was Basilisk without his armor wearing a suit of expansive cloth. The suit was a light sea green color that highlighted the spectre's emerald eyes. Without him coughing up blood Grace could see that the man appeared to be thirty years old but looks were deceiving in this case. The man made his way to one of the couches and sat down. He gestured to the marines to do the same. Once they were all seated Basilisk opened his mouth.
"Shepard glad to see that you and your team found the place. I know that you have many questions for me and I will try to answer them all as honestly as possible."
"I would like to hear your explanation of how you got into space and how you got into the Spectres. Now start talking."
"Very well. Tell me Shepard, what do you know about the mass relays?"
"They were made by the Protheans 50,000 years ago to travel across the galaxy in a few minutes. It allowed modern species the same way of travel."
"True, to a certain point of view. But tell me. Why would the Protheans who built the relays have a research facility dedicated to relay study?"
"They built a what!
"A research facility. On Earth in the nation of Great Britain inside a naturally formed cavern near London resides this faculty. The Protheans set up this base to study mass relay construction and design. The result was a miniature mass relay of immense power."
"How did the Protheans build a mass relay on Earth if there is no trace of eezo on Earth?"
"Correction there is no eezo on earth as of recent human history. Once long ago in our past there was an eezo supply. The Protheans mined it for the miniature mass relay until only small traces of it remained. Unlike Thessia where most animal species developed biotic powers, Earth's species had little to no biotic powers that appeared in their genetics. I don't know why this happened but it did. It was through this relay that allowed me to reach the stars."
"You said that not all of Earth's animals weren't affected by the eezo. What species were?"
"Humans for one, there were also…"
"That's bullshit Spectre. Humans don't have any biotic powers unless they were exposed to eezo in the womb in the 22nd century." Ashley snarled.
"I hope you can control your subordinates Shepard, otherwise something unpleasant may happen. As I was saying early humans were exposed to eezo but instead of instant biotics forming the eezo mutated a select amount of humans allowing them to control biotics in a unique way. The first recorded group of biotics in human history was in ancient Egypt during the Old Kingdom. The Pharaoh at the time gathered together biotics from across his kingdom and forced them to serve in his army. Called the Cult of Heka these biotics were regarded as users of magic and the super natural."
"It makes sense in a way commander. Biotics would have been seen as a magic user by ancient humans, if this is true." Kadien piped up.
"It is true lieutenant. The biotics who made up this cult eventually grew to see themselves as magic users and adopted the word magic to explain their powers. The cult served the old kingdom Pharaohs faithfully until the old kingdom was overthrown by a combination of flood and internal disputes. The cult vanished from Egypt's memory and history. The cult established itself as the protector of biotics everywhere in the Middle East and slowly their numbers grew as the cult continued to gather biotics from their families that usually were about to kill their own children for having biotics. Eventually the cult became a Ministry of "Magic" and governed everything a biotic could do in the Middle East. They became the first government known to biotics in history. In other countries across the world biotics repeated the actions of the first ministry of magic and formed their own ministries. In Europe biotics came late to government but eventual they did form in the various counties. Great Britain's ministry was formed by one of the most famous wizards of all time. Merlin, he found himself four apprentices from the rest of the British Isles who were called Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin. Together the five formed the first proper school of "magic" on Earth Hogwarts. Time passed and Hogwarts grew in power and prestige attracting the best minds from throughout Britannia to its walls. In the year 1980 I was born Hadrian James Potter but you may call me Harry. My father and mother were both natural biotics so the DNA of my lineage made sure I was born with biotic powers. On Halloween of 1981 my family was murdered by a mad man leaving me an orphan. I was sent to live with aunt, uncle and cousin who were non biotics and had a distaste of anything unnatural so my gift was never really understood or accepted. I lived with them till I was 14 then I emancipated myself and bought a home in Wales. When I was 11 I was invited to attend Hogwarts that was the first time my biotics were seen as something good for me. There I spent the next seven years learning to manipulate biotics from several teachers who also taught me some social skills that I later use to gain desirable contracts in the Terminus systems. When I turned 18 I joined the prestigious Unspeakables. There I studied the relay left on Earth for eight months before I was forced to flee from Earth through the relay in a giant airtight metal ball because of some political issues."
"I don't believe a word you are saying Harry if that is your real name. What is your proof?'
Harry looked at the squad for a moment before his eyes began to twinkle. His body suddenly glowed an emerald green. Ashley let out a horrible scream making Grace and Kadien turn towards the sound. The seat where Ashley had been sitting was now gone from its original position. In its place was a vicious lion that was snarling at the gunnery chief. Kadien reached for his pistol and managed to fire a shot into the beast. The lion roared in pain and turned towards Kadien before launching itself into the air towards the Lieutenant. Just as the big cat was about to maul the Sentinel the green glow of biotics surround the beast one more and changed the lion back into the chair Ashley had sat on before. The three marines turned back to Harry who was chuckling at their discomfort.
"That is your proof Shepard. Could a regular biotic have done anything remotely like that. Do you believe me now?"
"Ma'am what he just did… I can't think of any biotic that could change matter from one thing to another.
"How the hell did you do that?"
"To put it in layman's terms, the mass of an object is a certain number. To transform an object into another object you simply have to changes its mass to the number of a different objects mass. Thus the chair an inanimate object becomes a living thing and back."
"How is that possible?"
"I really don't know Shepard. I act on instincts when I transform something. Not very much is known about most natural biotic phenomenon."
"Thank you for telling us this Harry. Have any of your contacts found anything on Saren?"
"Nothing as of right now. I will inform you and your team the moment that I get something. Is there anything else that you would like to ask?"
"Not at this time."
"Very well then Shepard. Now if you would please excuse me I have other important business to attend to."
The team left the apartment and headed back to the Normandy awaiting the next day and whatever Saren would throw at them.
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At the other end of the Citadel on Teysari ward a lone female Quarian dressed in an environmental suit that was colored gray and purple was attempting to find a safe place to hide. This quarian had arrived on the Citadel six hours ago and in that time she had been attacked by assassins twice. Her pilgrimage companion
Keenah'Breizh had been badly wounded and in the end the female had been forced to leave her friend to die in one of the many elevators. The last encounter with the assassins had resulted in the assassins being incinerated alive and ended with the quarian female being shot with
Polonium rounds that were right now destroying her immune systems. She knew that she had to find a doctor soon or she would be another dead quarian. The quarian spotted a sign for a free medical clinic that was on the ward and deciding to take a risk she began wobbling in the clinic direction. Hopefully she could find help there.
Hey guys sorry for the wait I am proud to present the next chapter for my Mass Effect/Harry Potter Saga. Now there are still lots of things about this chapter that I am not happy with so I may remove the chapter for editing. For those of you who don't understand why I keep calling the magic of the Harry Potter world Natural biotics and if the explanation that is made in this chapter doesn't make sense to you then here is a simplified version. In a society that has no inclination or knowledge of biotics it really is not hard for the subjects of biotics to see themselves in a supernatural light. The reason that some humans have these powers is because I believe that Earth once had a moderate amount of Eezo on its surface not enough to change every microscopic detail like on Thessia but enough to do some mutations. This Eezo mutated animals and early humans alike and caused some humans to have natural biotic genes. The Protheans eventually mined all the Eezo on Earth to make the Relay in the department of mysteries that is why there is no Eezo on Earth in modern times. The reason that the biotics of Earth can do many more types of biotic attacks is because of good old fashion human ingenuity and curiosity. That is my theory about magic and I am sticking with because come on the idea of biotics in mass effect was Bioware's attempt to put a system in the games that acted like magic. Again send me a PM message if you have more questions about the biotics issue. Also on the harem issue that I was having I have decided to stay true to my plotline and not have a harem. I repeat Harry will not get a harem in any way. I would like to point out that Crazy Jim 87 you sir are a disgusting pervert. You really think I would have Harry have sexual intercourse with his own daughter? Anyway see you later.
