Responce to Glaziola: your right I do need help, Grammer is not my foretay to butcher french I think. Sorry to all my readers about that I work tripple hard on that.

Retcon: thanks for the imput I take you sugetsion and work them into the chapter.

Responce to Aline1: Read my time line a bit, the Orders takeing over Cerbrus job in the plot. imagine Marinda in plate mail. Now thats a thought.

New chapter, the Allies, Soviets and Empire plan a attack, Bonus points and you choice of Codex entry if you can name whats going to be unleashed upon the Turians.

disclamier: much of the Codex entry was copyed from the Pardox wiki on both the Chronosphere and Chrno tech.


The three commanders of each faction video conferenced with each other.

Allied high Commander Blake Jackson stood before the camera in the back ground was his office with a flag with the white eagle on blue that was the allied symbol behind him. He wore a plain Allied air force uniform.

Emperor Kiyoshi Shigekazu stood in a small pagoda in the Imperial garden behind him was a small table with three chairs. On the table was a pierce of paper and a ink well. Clearly he had been doing calligraphy. He had some robes like what was worn during the Third world war by the Emperor.

Boris Spyridon Premier of the Soviet Union was sitting behind a thick oak desk with sheafs of paper on it in the back ground were large window stretching out over Moscow. The Primer wore a army uniform save it was colored pure white.

"First I like to think both the Allies and the Empire for such a prompt response to the unprovoked attack at Shanxi, were it not for you the colony would have been subjugated."

"Thank not Premier for I feel the battle has only begun." Blake said.

"Agreed." Boris said his voice like iron "if they attacked twice there will be a third time."

"have we any useful data from there ships?" Blake asked

"yes we have." Kiyoshi answered "one of are engineers lifted something called the Codex off there ships, a galactic encyclopedia the Turians are just the start." he took a breath to gather his thoughts "They are members of what is called the Citadel Council, not unlike the Allies which is a organization for galactic understanding and peace, the Turians themselves appear to be the warriors of the Citadel, the peace keepers." he said with a smile at the similarity in name to the iconic troops of the Allies.

"There are three Council races, and a number of lesser races that just have embassy's."

"so if the Turians are peace keepers, then we broke some galactic law." Blake said

"Or they know of the Atomic Kingdom and they are working with them to attack us." Primer Boris said.

"it could also be they have a problem with the Atomic Kingdom and took it out on the nearest humans around, anything on the Codex about them? I don't see the Chinese laying silent on the galactic level."

"Nothing, this is first contact between humanity and the Council races." Kiyoshi said.

"next step what do we do? Appeal to the Council to intervene?" Blake said Boris scoffed.

"weak willed Allied, they struck us with out warning, provocation or clear message of intent, Council or not we respond to that with force!" he slammed his fist down on his desk.

"Primer I know you emotions are running hot here, mine would too if a Allied colony had been hit, but theres more then just Turians in the galaxy. We could easily be over whelmed by the sheer number of ships and troops we need to think this though and not start a war with the whole of the Citadel." Blake said back.

"I agree." Kiyoshi said.

"to who?" Boris said back.

"both, we can't not let the attack be unanswered but we can not start a war with the citadel. I propose a single massive attack on the world that was the staging point for the attack and then we open diplomatic channels, if they do not themselves."

"a joint attack,between all of us?" Boris asked

"of course all of us." Blake said putting his hand behind his back. "Humanity must present a strong front to any and all alien. I am making it Allied policy that any attack on any human, with the possible exclusion of the Atomic Kingdom should we find them, will be attack on us."

"Agreed as of now it is the policy of the Empire of the Rising sun, for now." he said they all knew that the policy would extend for first contact and a few years after that then they would go there separate way so to speak.

"Soviet policy too." Boris said "and I agree with the plan of attacking the world responsible we will crush them and then we will drink over there graves." he said with a smile.

"not how I put it but sure, do we know the name of the planet?" Blake asked

"yes the engineer got that as well the planets called Syglar. Well with in range of you galactic Chronospheres." he said with a smile.

"That and we deemed Shanxi important to human interest, and the Allies enough to warrant a new galactic Chronosphere. Shanxi-011."

"good, but what do we have planed for the ground troops all reports say the Turians fought tooth and nail the whole time never giving a inch and every retreat was a fighting one." Boris said.

"that is no problem. During the last war we fought we built a weapon to clear the heaviest defenses so that other troops could follow, a weapon so powerful that it could not be destroyed." Emperor Kiyoshi said with a slight smile.

"what is this weapon?" Blake asked

"do you recall the city of Odessa" Kiyoshi said they all did and they all smiled.

At the same time as the video meeting Specter Alinas came to in a interrogation chair, aside from the shackles on her legs and arms it was actually quite comfortable.

She looked around the room was plain and bare save for a table just in front of her with three chairs on the other side.

She tried to activate her biotic powers as a test and her head seemed to split open in pain. That was a Soviet Mind Jammer using high grade electromagnetic fields it jammed psychic powers out as soon as they were sensed and shorted them out, but it was painful. It took the form of a metal head band with a band of red lights on it let out so it could take her head tentacles.

"I wouldn't try that again comrade." a Commissar walked into view flanked by a Allied spy and a Empire Tsukumogami a agent of each faction. To the Asari eyes all she saw were Soviets.

"you psychotic powers won't work here."

"were am I?" Alinas said as he looked around.

"I believe the victors get to ask the question." the Spy said "suffice to say you have not left the Shanxi system."

"tell us about the council." the Commissar said.

"what about them?" Alinas said.

"politically, we need to know more about the council races and the non council races, how they interact, economics."

"basically everything you find on a codex page, the copy's we lifted were incomplete."the Tsukumogami said

"Why should I tell you?" Alinas said.
"because the Turians won't say a word and the fact that translator of yours only goes between Russian and Turian if we want to make a deal with you people, which we do at some point, we need more information." The Commissar said Alinas weighed it in her mind.

"If we are to speak civilly then take the the shackles off."

"The head band stays on." The spy said, he did not like the idea of flying though air any more then a Soviet.

"Seeing as how it keeps my from my biotics," she watched there faces, the word clearly did not translate, "then fine."

The Commissar turned to piece of one way glass and nodded the shackles popped off the chair, they still trapped her arms but she had full movement, "going to take these off?"

"no, should you escape the magnetic bracer's will hold you in place." As if to demonstrate her right hand slammed into the chairs right arm pulled by the Iron bracer and the powerful magnet in the arm. The Commissar frowned and yelled into men behind the one way glass in Polish hoping some one back there understood. Then turned to the Asari.

"cute, what do you want to know." she said

"lets start with you, who and what are you?"

"I am Alinas, species Asari, age 842," she stopped when at the look of shock on there faces she smiled. "not as old?"

"only forty." the Commissar said with a mutter the shock his head "keep going."


Three days latter

Turians were gearing for a full scale war.

When the fleet limped by to Syglar with word of what had happened the Turians armed themselves troops were called up and ships called in to Syglar both to defend and counter attack.

Verden was on his Dreadnoughts bridge, he had not left it since he arrived he knew a counter attack would fall on them and his ships had the most experience fighting all three of alien races. A good gesture, and a pointless one.

His Dreadnought Dawn of Battle was ripped apart, great holes had been ripped into its side by Coliders and bore many scars of the fighting. It was a wonder they manged to escape at all with that Allied Dreadnought but they did. Only his Dreadnought and five cruisers made it back home highly damaged.

"anything on the sensors?"

"No sir, sir you should get some sleep you been here five hours."

"I know, I can't sleep till I know Syglar is safe."

"yes sir." the Officer went back to his scanner looking, waiting. He did not wait long.

"Sir! Spatial anomaly! There here!" Verden watched as the spheres of white light appeared and faded leavening the fleet of the Allies.

"Sir more anomaly's!" two more balls of light came into existence and the Soviet and Empire fleets emerged.

"so it begins." Verden said his ship was the only one who noticed the Ships appear as his was the only one watching for spatial anomaly's the other Admirals said it was a trick and they did not just teleport in existence.

Well they had.

"All Turian ships the Enemy is here all ships scramble the crews." Verden said over the communicator.

"how the hell they get here?" a admiral asked.

"They teleported." Verden said not adding "like I said they would."

The fleets started to close when sensors flared once more. "sir more spatial anomaly detected on the planet!"

"what!" Verden was in shock they could transport army's, why could he not see that! more then that who the hell were these Soviets they had technolgy even the Prothens would be envius of. what were the odds of it, not to mention it happening three times with three diffrent alian races.

"sir transmission from the surface." the technician played the transmission.

"Its huge! And it won't die! We need orbital bombardment!"

Verden paled what could be so powerful it need a orbital bombardment to kill?"

"what is it!"

"I don't know I,," the transmission died as what ever it was killed him.

"Shit." Verden said "what is going on?"

-Codex:Chronosphere-

On October 28th, 1943, the US government transported the USS Eldrige 200 miles away and back starting the long history of Chrono technology.

The Chronotechnology was initially an idea thought out by a German physics scientist called Albert Einstein, who mysteriously disappeared after a speech at the Solway International Physics Conference, Brussels, in the year 1927

The Chronosphere is, so to say, the most brutal use of the Chronotechnology. It rips open a path in the space-time continuum at two defined points in space, and transfers any material, energy and everything else from the first point to the other. The actual physics behind this would take books to explain in detail, however aspects of the superstring and multiverse theories play important roles in using the Chronotechnology in an acceptable (and safe) way. Thousands of modern computer devices are needed to calculate each possibility, and a network of transfer methods exists just for the purpose of sending data and electrical energy to a Chronosphere.

Early Chronospheres could only transport raw materials any real distance as it was found that movement while chronoshifting faded the object or person off it's original position in space-time and into other objects. While further computing on the Chronosphere could prevent such affects that could easily be predicted (as in the case of machinery like clocks), a living being will always do something that cannot be predicted.

Tactical Chronosphere used for many years solved this problem by useing smaller amounts of energy and are generaly more precise allowing men to be transported, though they had to be with in armored vehicles.

A formerly popular method of use of was on infantry in the open. Unable to prevent themselves from moving, they'll fade into the ground below them or any walls nearby, fusing them to the material and killing them instantly. Peacekeeper's were trained in corpse removal after a battle by freezing the corpse and shattering it, preserving the original material. This is now a capital war crime by Allied law and any commander found using this method can expect war crime charges.

Master Chronosphere, of which one is on every Allied planet, can transport matter from side of a planet to another.

Grand Master Chronospheres are used on star ships as a form of FTL and can transport a ship in three light year hops. Any transport longer then that is taken in multiple hops so a trip can take days as ships recharge there Chronospheres between jumps.

A Galactic Chronosphere can transport a whole fleet up to 38 light years and like the earlier Chronosphere can only transport men if there are within the bulk of the ship. The increase in range is a direct response to the increase in computing power with more computers the more able the Chronosphere is at transporting humans as they are able to predict what a human can do. That said when Chronoing, (the act of being teleported) crew still need to be strapped down to prevent movement and all crew were tight "Chrono vests" to aid in transport a staple of allied uniform Chronovests allow infantry to be transported with the aid of a Chronosphere.

Yet, meddling with the causality is a dangerous play, and several Allied Scientists regularly get headaches when the use of a Chronosphere brings unexpected side effects. The device has a flaw and sometimes showed weird behavior, which ranged from malfunctions and overloads to sometimes lethal results. One such malfunction happened in the test phase of the new device and trapped an entire tank platoon in time - they came back 10 seconds later, at least for us, because for them more than 2 months passed, and only a third of the personal made it back. There also have been alarming archaeological findings - in the desert of Egypt a team found parts of a Guardian Tank, but seeing how the tank parts are over 4000 years old, this should be impossible. The only explanation is a failed chronoport. All these risks are a real threat, because at one point or another they disturb the complex fabric of time and space. Hence the Chronosphere technology is a dangerous toy to play with.