*A/N* Are you all ready for war? (Beta: No) Are you ready to see what happens when you fuck with Xcom? No? Too bad I'm telling you anyway. (Damn…) I don't own Xcom or mass effect. (Obviously) If I did this fanfiction would totally be canon. (thankfully that is not so) Also happy birthday to me! I managed to get a copy of Xcom 2! So now I can actually finish the game! So that's why the chapter is late(and school, but what can you do?) (Nothing) and I apologise because now I feel very bad for keeping you waiting. I may have done some revisions to the timeline so go look at it. (...This is going to be a pain to Beta…) maybe you should beta more so you don't have as much to do. (shaddup…)

Edit: Eyyy. So, I might be combining chapters to just make bigger chapters. And I'm still getting OCs! I feel quite loved.

Also berserkers are male, hence the experiment being the Berserker Queen. Just like how the vipers were mostly female until the viper king came along. Xcom killed off the berserkers because they were engulfed in blood rage and were very unstable.

As for why I said that, well, you know who you are.

Turian Scouting ship; VSS Watchful Eye; June 8th

Tiberius watched the holo screen that showed him the outside of his ship, his eyes widening slightly when five ships that suddenly came into view as his forces came out of the relay. How had they gotten a message out? With a green and red glow from different weapons being the only warning they got before five of his six ships were hit, two being heavily damaged as their eezo reactors were hit. When he said hit, what he meant was that most of whatever they were shooting went right through shields. The red, what he presumed to be lasers passed through the shields with ease, while what he guessed to be plasma took down the shields in a matter of seconds after several quick bursts from the five jaw fell when he realized that this race had energy and plasma weapons! Definitely not primitives!

"Fallback through the relay now! We have to warn the suppression fleet!" He was about to yell into his headset when he realized just exactly what he had lead his men into. An ambush!

"Sir! Our communications are jammed and we can't contact the other ships!" The ensign said, Turian discipline was the only thing keeping the Turian from panicking. Tiberius was being kept steady by the fact that he had men to lead. To each their own it seemed. His own ship was hit, a part of his ship being cleaved off by the deadly red energy that the enemy ships fired.

"Everyone to the escape pods now! Put in the order for the ship VI to scuttle itself!" Tiberius knew they wouldn't stand up to the fire of the ships, especially as two of his own ships exploded from within. Probably either scuttling themselves, or their eezo cores going up.

No-one argued of course, as a turian you could complain about orders but you always did them without hesitation. Orders were orders. This time no one complained but Tiberius wasn't stupid. He could feel the grim atmosphere on the bridge as they followed his orders. Tiberius looked at the screen showing the five strange ships that had decimated his mixture of six ships. Tiberius watched as the other ships under his commander scuttled themselves or got destroyed. Very few being able to send out any escape pods. What had he gotten the Hierarchy into? To Tiberius's credit, he was the last Turian off the ship before it scuttled itself.

But Tiberius already knew what he had done. He had started a war and although he did not know just yet, that war would prove that Humanity was as brutal as it was diverse.

Wayward Burst; Flagship; June 8th

"Escape pods or maybe just sealed suits?" Admiral Karmar muttered underneath his breath as his XO reported that the damaged ships had began to apparently scuttle themselves to avoid capture, yet there were still life signs out in the wreckage. Either way he was probably going to get a few prisoners, in a few other situation he would have ordered his men to fire on the life signs.

But something had caught his attention, mindless slaves or die hard military did not try to escape death. No they fought until the bitter end. He had seen the videos of the old Advent forces like all the military did. No preservation, no care for their own life. But this new race? No, they abandoned ship to survive his own ships' surprise attack. That alone told him quite a bit about this new, unknown foe. Prisoners would tell him a lot more. Corpses would tell the eggheads more and in turn he would learn more. Weaknesses, strengths, and possible targets.

"Get some *VoidRangers out there. I want any usable scrap or living Xrays brought aboard. Use the *SMM MECS to collect them." Less risk of death that way and it never hurts to use a little intimidation "Asap." He ordered as he watched the scrap of the unknown ships float in space through his video screen. Time to learn about Humanity's newest enemy.

He closed his eyes for a moment, taking in a breath before letting it go. Peace was great while it lasted.

Escape pod 7 from the Watchful Eye

The inside of the pod was silent and filled with a dishearten atmosphere, never before had the Turians had to scuttle one of their ships, never before had they been defeated by ships that did not even use Mass effect technology. But these were not the primitives that the soldiers had thought they would be, no this race had energy weapons and stranger ships.

"Energy weapons. Spirits damned energy weapons. If I had only known." Tiberius growled not in anger but in shame. He had assumed that due to the lack of eezo in the ships they had just begun their first steps, he had not wanted to open fire on a new and unknown race. But he had too. If they had opened that relay and something like the Rachni came through…...But now, he was sitting in an escape pod floating listlessly in space possibly surrounded by hostiles with better weaponry than the Hierarchy. Hindsight was always 20/20 wasn't it?

Even though he should be focusing on the task at hand even if he really couldn't do anything, but instead he thought about his two kids. He had no idea what the universe he was going to leave them would be and that shook him up. Tiberius knew what he had to do, he had to make sure he left a better world for his kids. It didn't matter how, just that he did. First thing he had to do, was to get back to them. To do that, he would have to survive this. Something hit the pod, the jarring impact knowing most who were standing to the ground. Someone groaned in pain and Tiberius couldn't help but agree as he had been knocked into a wall. He realized that he could faintly hear machinery. This came as a shock to him, had the suppression fleet dealt with the unknown race or much to his dismay the unknown race was the one collecting his escape pod. Yes, it had to be the unknown race, the suppression fleet wasn't to be here for another day. Which meant he was at best a POW now, and as were his surviving men.

Looking around he realized how under equipped the turians in the pod were, sure they had their side arms, a few even had simple automatic rifles. They hadn't been prepared for close combat. But, maybe they had a chance. Small as it may be.

"We won't go down without a fight, when these damned newcomers open up this pod I want you to show them the might of the Turian Hierarchy. Try to grab their weapons or just kill them, then make way for the cockpit. We might be able to force their pilot to fly us through the relay. We have to warn them that a fleet of twelve ships might not be enough and to warn them of the surprise attack these newcomers have planned." He told the remaining crew. Many looked uncertain but some nodded in excitement, ready to show these unknowns that the Turians were nothing to mess with. That the Turians had been the protectors of the galaxy for a reason.

Soon though, their hopes of escaping would become null...

VoidRanger VR-42 "Recovery"

"Scan that pod, I don't want the techs whining to me if those X-rays pop from our atmosphere and getting the place dirty. I certainly don't want to report to the admiral about a failure of capturing these new X-rays." Kassidy said motioning to the pod, her fellow AI following her orders as they didn't want to be the cause of a mission failure. The squad of MECs designed for space maneuvering had dragged the pod, or rather floated it, back to the Larger than most VoidRanger. One designed for scrap or pod collection.

"Alright." a female sounding MEC to her left muttered after scanning the pod and it's atmospheric composure.

"They won't pop ma'am, or choke to death. So we can open it whenever you order us to." Kassidy nodded to the MEC, who she found out to be Linda due to the black lettering on her chest plate, unless some other AI had jumped in the wrong MEC by accident. Normally they used spectre bodies in combat, but right now it was better to be armored when dealing with unknowns.

"Good. I have the restrains. Let's show them what happens when you attack us. " She ordered as the three other MECs noddedbefore getting to work on the pod. Linda stood at ready with her MEC issued standard LPR-MV (Laser pulse rifle mark 5) laser rifle pointed at the pod ready to shoot if the X-rays tried anything. Though she was going to take limbs off instead of just gunning them down like she could.

Escape pod 7 from the Watchful Eye

Waiting was always the worse thing about any fight, the moment before when you're waiting for it to happen, for the orders to come in. It was just as bad when you were the one in charge. Despite some liking to paint the Turians as fatalistic, those in command did not like sending those under their command to their death. It was a waste of not only resources and manpower, but also a waste of life.

He heard some kind of clanging happening around the pod and filled his chest with a breath of air to calm himself. Of course if they had a different atmosphere than what they had, they were going to die a few moments after the pod was opened, so...there was that to take into consideration as well.

There was one more clang before the sound of rending metal filled the pod and much to Tiberius's shock and horror the end of the pod he was facing was being torn off! "Spirits!" someone yelled. Though he agreed and he could feel a pit growing in his stomach he had men to lead. "CHARGE!" Tiberius commanded as the end of the pod was fully ripped off. And so all seven Turians ran out of the pod to face the enemy.

VoidRanger VR-42 "Recovery" Xcom

"You know, if all of these X-rays are like this I think we'll beat them in no time." Linda said as she knocked one of the X-rays rushing her to the ground. Her leg was raised into the air before coming down on the X-ray's legs. Blue blue spattered out accompanied by the sound of breaking bones and the X-ray's scream of pain. None of which had any impact on the MEC wearing AIs. Kassidy only nodded in agreement to Linda's statement as she shot the arm of a different X-Ray who was attempting to charge her, said limb fell off leaving the avian X-ray with a cauterized stump.

What ever they were shooting at the mecs had little effect, although they were making pockmarks and scratching the armor deeply.

Bringing his weapon's butt down onto the face of an X-ray Hunter grunted at the two lady MECs conversation. Chiming in with his own two cents as he subdued one and applied the restraints.

"What we got here are X-Rays without weapons doing a desperate rush to try to take us out, probably try to force the pilot to get them past the EZ Slingshot. My bet? It is going to get nasty."

"Jesus Hunter you are just an absolute ray of sunshine." The AI said sarcastically as she backhanded an X-ray that had gotten to close to her.

"Wish we had tasers, these x-rays look like they have metal on them, it would be a hell of a lot easier."

"Though it is pretty cool to see how raptors would have evolved if they had been like apes." One of the X-Rays smarted up and raised its hands and stopped trying to rush the MECs. For its surrender it was tossed back into the escape pod relatively unharmed. One of them saw this and a couple of clicks and hisses later and the X-rays who were not on the ground because of the pain or loss of limbs stopped and put their arms up. Kassidy grabbed the one who had sent out the order, obviously he was the one in command, or he was just smarter than the rest. Either way he was more valuable than the rest. The rest of the X-rays were thrown back into the pod, he wasn't. Command had some questions that needed answers.

"Alright. Apply bandages to the bleeders and get the restraints on them." The AI Kassidy ordered as she shouldered herLPR-MV.

VoidRanger VR-42 "Recovery"

To say that Tiberius was not prepared for what was outside the pod was an understatement,as his men ran out to attempt to overtake their capturers he realized how dead they were. Standing around eight feet tall with white metal plating, a smooth narrow with a single sensor going down the front of its head were synthetics or mechs. The guns in their hands were just as big and menacing as they were. Still, to his and his men's credit they did not hesitate in their charge. Almost immediately the three synthetics showed how little they cared for the charge when his men were met with metal fists and lasers. Tiberius watched in horror as an ensign got both her legs crushed by the foot of one of the damned things.

He couldn't move, his body had froze up as he saw one of his men lose his arm, falling down clutching at where the limb used to be. Another got knocked down by the butt of one of the three synthetics weapons. There were three, three damn synthetics were putting down his nine men with almost an air of boredom. It made him angry, it terrified him. He watched as an ensign threw his arms into the air and tried to surrender. Tiberius wanted to berate the man, these were synthetics or mechs they killed organics with little to no feeling, they don't care if you surrender.

But to his utmost shock instead of killing the man, with laser or metal fists, they instead roughly tossed him back into the pod. The puzzle pieces fell into place much too slowly for his liking. They weren't killing his men, not out right. No they were incapacitating them, sure some would die without medical care but they weren't outright being killed.

"Stop!" he ordered "Put your hands up now!" Some seemed too slow to follow the order and received either a laser to a limb or a metal limb with enough force to break bone. Those that did as he ordered were thrown back into the pod. Though he wasn't surprised when he wasn't, he had said something and the others followed marking him as in command. He was sure to be picked out the rest.

Some black collar was forced around his throat and a sharp pain jabbed into his spine. "Spirits!" he cried out in pain when it felt like something was wrapping around his spine and only his spine. One of the synthetics nodded to another and then grabbed him in its three fingered hand and dragged him to what he assumed was the back of the ship and it held him there tightly, not moving.

"Well?" he asked fully away it could not understand him, still it felt good to say something, anything.

"What's the purpose of doing this you oversized heap of scrap metal!?" He tried to struggle against its strength but that prove futile when it just squeezed harder and thus squeezed the breath out of him before it let up enough for him to breathe.

Unknowing to Tiberius his actions would set off a domino effect, it would cost millions of lives, but it would save billions more.

Wayward Burst; Flagship; June 8th

"Recovery has collected a pod of nine X-rays sir, some are in worse shape than others due to the AIs rough handling of them. But otherwise they'll live for now. So far the four other escape pods scuttled themselves leaving no survivors but we have two other pods recovered but have yet to open them. Vigilo Confido Admiral." His XO reported before turning and walking away.

Admiral Karmar nodded and said his own "Vigilo Confido" as he looked over the bridge, it was time to learn about Xcom's newest enemy, through interrogation or dissection. He couldn't care which direction he had to take. He was Xcom, he would do anything to protect humanity. He turned to leave.

"If anything comes through that relay matching those ships I want them reduced to dust in the solar wind." He left with those orders in the air. He was going to give the new X-rays a warm hello. A very warm welcome. However his welcome would only last for so long as he did not have any means aboard his fleet to get information from an alien, so he would have to send to new X-rays planetside for study.

Wayward Burst; Flagship; June 8th

He found himself roughly thrust into a room by the same synthetic that had lead him to said room through the large empty halls of the ship. He quickly scanned the room, the only thing he could see was a bare table and chair. He was no dunce, he knew he was to be interrogated for any information he could provide. This was only a formality however, he knew that much. Even if they did beat it out of him the language barrier would stop any true exchange of information.

Though, more than likely they were going to get revenge for the ships. He might have done the same in their position, if not for his discipline. Idly he wondered what the race that had made those AIs looked like, if they were dead. Tiberius, unlike most people, knew that the geth were not AIs. Not true AIs at the least. True AIs could understand emotion, could mimic organics in some ways. Roughly still he was pushed into the chair, getting the idea he sat down and it felt like the chair was meant for an asari. So, it was rather uncomfortable to him.

Now sitting down in the uncomfortable chair he saw another synthetic walk into the room and take post by the door and the one that had been his 'guide' did the same on the other side of the door. Then his captor came in, causing Tiberius's jaw to drop and his mandibles to flail out in shock.

Shapewise it was like an asari, and it's skin tone was the same pale skin color of a dead asari. While those features alone would shock anyone he knew, it was what could be called it's head that downright horrifying. It's entire head was shrouded in an inky black that flowed and trailed it's head like long fur, two pure white eyes seemed to glare at him with hatred, then the final feature were the afterimages it left behind it. Everymove of...whatever this this thing was had an afterimage following close behind.

It reminded him of what those asari called "Creatures from the Void" Turians just called them the Damned Spirits, who were evil in life and continued to cause misery and strife even in death. And one was standing right. in. front. of. Him. Surely he was dead! His ship destroyed or his pod cracked open in space! Now this was the afterlife he was faced with? The Damned!? Had his actions caused that much damage? What had he done, cause a war?

While not dead, Tiberius's actions did start a war, short as it will be. But that war will start a much colder one that would snowball into a war that would have been slogging on for decades had it not been for a select few.

Wayward Burst; Flagship; June 8th; interrogation room

Captain Tara Omni wasn't one for theatrics, her thoughts and actions were efficient and quick just how she liked. But to say that she didn't enjoy showing off every now and then would be a white lie. Right now? Well she was enjoying the x-rays, from what she could tell, shocked look as she strutted into the room while purposely, slightly, distorting herself.

With the slam of her curled up fists on the table the X-ray scrambled out of the chair it was in and tried to get as far away from her as possible. Her friend Zoey had almost been killed in this x-rays unprovoked attack, though her lover, a human by the name of Jonathan, had been killed. This of course had distressed Zoey greatly and Tara was going to get some simple revenge. Unfortunately she wasn't going to be able to get physical with this one….yet. The admiral wanted to get an up close look at the new X-ray. Thus she could not damage it, not yet that is.

This aggression on her part was something that would surprise those who knew her, it would surprise herself had she been looking at her actions with a critical eyes. She was a "cold blooded" individual, not much earned her ire, nor raised it to such levels of wanting to put physical harm on another.

However what made this case different was the fact that Tara had few people she could or would call friends and Zoey was one of them. To have this unknown race of x-rays come out of nowhere and nearly kill her friend and kill her friend's love interest, well an eye for an eye made the whole world blind but god gave this lifeform two eyes for a fucking reason, and she would have one of those eyes.

*A/N* So to be clear on Codexs. Here's an explanation that might satisfy you. Do note, the Codexs in this story take after their concept art although they have traits of the Codex in game. Explanation: "Codexs are biological and extra-dimensional. They are based off the Outsiders(Who may make an appearance, tell me what you think)from EU: both use a physical device to act in the form of tuning devices, enabling them to generate a biological body capable of manipulating matter in this dimension. Once that body takes too much damage the body will dissipate, leaving only the device behind. This does not "kill" them in the we understand; they simply cannot sustain their body in our dimension. Thus in this AU when a codex is "born" it is basically that device being made and then a Codex coming into our dimension. From there on out they grow as a person. Codexs also do not die from old age.

Past all that I need OCs!

Name:

Gender:(Codexs, Outsiders, and Asari are monogendered)

Race: (AI, Xenohuman, human, turian)

Age:

Family?:

Personality:

Appearance:

Rank:

Combat Role:

Combat Style:

Now they won't be a hundred percent accurate but I can try my best to stay in character. DO note that these characters are almost strictly for the battle of shanxi, though some may pop in later to say hi, shoot some people, or have a drink. Some of them may die, but that is a sacrifice I am willing to make. Enjoy my friends. Again sorry for the wait. Also, no op things please. (Heh, this may have been a pain to beta but at least I kicked his ass in Xcom 2. Edit: I still do) But I won the last couple of times. So Tie (blah)