Disclaimer: I do not own Mass Effect or any of it's inherent themes, or any other theme that is present in this work of fiction that may be present in other works of fiction. This is created without the goal of financial gain.
Authors Note: I would like to start by saying hello everyone and welcome. I thank you for taking your time to read this piece of work. There are themes from Halo, Titanfall and possibly others I am going to put into this. This first chapter is a test run so to speak and if it does well I will continue, if not then I may carry it on either way, depends how I feel about it.
Edit: This chapter will bear close resemblance to a chapter in Eterna1Soldier's Predestined. The reason is because i love the way it is portrayed from the Council's point of view. I was suggested to place this here as well as the end of the first chapter to avoid negative feedback.
Mass Effect: Invictus
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Councillor Morvayn stepped out of the elevator and into his own private apartment on the Presidium. The Monnovian Suite was home to some of the most powerful and influential Salarians in the galaxy. Belonging to many of the previous Councillor's. The design was ancient but nonetheless as beautiful as the traditional Salarian designs before meeting the Asari, there cultural influence was wide-scale. The apartment complex itself had cutting edge surveillance systems alongside C-Sec guards at every entrance or exit, patrolling the perimeter nearby. Such a similar set-up also belonged to the Asari and Turian Councillor's.
The entire complex is a symbol of Salarian prestige through the millennia, many pieces of artwork dedicated to some of the most renowned Salarian heroes, such as the Silent Step who defeated a nation with a single shot, or the Ever Alert who kept armies at bay with hidden facts. These heroes are reminders that Salarian intervention and influence have kept the galaxy spinning and ensured civilisations continuity.
Councillor Morvayn saw his aide sat at a nearby table with a data-pad in hand, his unwavering attention focused solely on the pad in front of him. His whole demeanour displayed concern. The omni-tool on his arm alerted him and stole his attention, causing his frown to deepen.
Morvayn walked up to his aide.
"Are you alright Valern?" Morvayn asked as he closed in
Valern, his aide, looked up and his demeanour brightened like it always did. "Good day Councillor, I trust that you slept well?"
"No worse than usual" replied Morvayn as he took a seat opposite Valern.
Valern was the most dependable individual that Morvayn had ever employed and dare he say it that he had ever met. Only being the age of 15, Valern lacked experience but he made up for that in competence and his increasingly growing field of intelligence. Morvayn had met the young Salarian just two years ago on Sur'kesh. Valern had originally been born to a Dalatrass from the planet Mannovai, after completing his education he planned to move onto working within the STG but one chance of fate saw to it that Valern ran into Morvayn during a banquet at the Dalatrass of the whole Salarian Union. One conversation and Valern was hooked. The prospect of political manoeuvring and manipulation captured his interest. Ever since, Morvayn has become an unofficial mentor to Valern.
The main reason that Morvayn mentored Valern was because, even though he wouldn't openly admit it, Valern reminded him of himself.
"Did you pass along my message?" asked Morvayn
Valern looked back at his omni-tool "I'm afraid not Councillor, the Turian Embassy appears to be extremely preoccupied at the moment" Valern tapped at his omni-tool and begun playing a recording.
"I'm sorry but Councillor Faux is unavailable right now, he has a busy schedule and cannot meet with any officials today. Regrettably we ask that you contact our official Embassy services to arrange an appointment more in line with the Councillor's schedule. We thank you for your patience and hope that this is not an inconvenience..."
Valern ceased the recording. Morvayn sat there annoyed, the Turians were treating him like a cloaca and he didn't like it.
"What sort of nonsense is that?" asked Morvayn
Valern just shrugged his shoulders.
"See if you can contact his direct line, they will keep us waiting for decades and they know I don't have that long" asked Morvayn
"I can't sir, I've already tried that. I'm not sure what is going on over there but the Turians seemed to have become very reclusive and uncooperative lately. I have contacted the Asari Councillor's aide and she reported the same thing" replied Valern, his frustration evident in his voice.
"And what about the Volus? Could you get a message through them? I'm sure we have a few buttons we can press to get the desired response" suggested Morvayn
"Hmm, I hadn't considered that, one moment Councillor" replied Valern as he stood up.
Morvayn observed Valern as he made the call to the Volus Embassy, he begun to pace as he usually does when talking over the line.
"Yes, I'm calling on behalf of the Salarian Councillor, Morvayn..." Valern tapped at his omni-tool putting the call on loud speaker so Morvayn could hear.
"What can I assist you . . (hiss) . . with today?"
"The Councillor would very much like it if you could put me through to the Volus Ambassador, Din Korlack. Is that possible?" asked Valern
"I'm sorry but the Volus Ambassador . . (hiss) is unavailable right now, his busy schedule is currently keeping him from . . (hiss) . . his normal duties. Please contact the official Embassy lines to arrange an appointment more in line with the . . (hiss) . . Ambassador's schedule. Thank you and have a pleasant day"
Valern ended the call and looked back to his mentor, his frustration evident on his face.
"This is just the start Councillor, the Turian and Volus Embassies won't even allow us to plot a shuttle to them!" exclaimed Valern as he takes a seat opposite Morvayn.
"This cannot be a coincidence, something is going on and I'm kept out of the loop!" barked Morvayn
Valern rotated the data-pad and slid it over to Morvayn for him to get a good look at.
"Sir, you have no idea. I wasn't sure before but now . . ." trailed Valern
Morvayn begun to read the data-pad.
"High priority message
The Turian Hierarchy has pulled at least 400,000 soldiers from peace-keeping duties. Hierarchy command has recalled 30% of reserves from all branches into active service. At least 5 million soldiers have been put into stand by status. The 12th, 13th and 17th Fleets have been relocated to the colony world of Hephaestus. Dry-docks have been ordered to up production by 30-40%.
We have observed the Turians beginning construction of at least 3 new Dreadnoughts and the accompanying fleet to support them.
Several of our agents within the Vol Protectorate have gone silent. However we have noticed the re-allocation of a vast fund well over 50 billion credits being used to support the recent actions by the Turian Hierarchy. The Volus have even begun to secure reserves presumably under preparation to hand over to the Hierarchy.
The implications of these movements are serious, pending further investigation."
The Turians are preparing an invasion force, but for whom?
"It seems that the Turians are preparing for an invasion Valern and with no clear target I might add" stated Morvayn "With the Volus being just as dismissive, it makes me wonder if the security of Citadel space is at risk whether from outside forces or . . . inside forces"
Valern understood the message, after all he had spent the entire morning trying to disprove what he had been told. But it all seems to point to an imminent invasion. The likely target being the Citadel Council, with no other obvious target.
"But wouldn't that be counterproductive sir? They could not beat the combined forces of the Asari Republics and that of the Salarian Union" claimed Valern
"No they couldn't not unless they struck first" Morvayn rebuked
Once Valern understood his point, he paled slightly.
"I'm sure that the Union is already taking the appropriate measures Valern, but we are the players on this side of the plan." Morvayn reassured him "Come, we must leave"
Morvayn stood up and started walking to the elevator.
"Sir where are we going?" asked Valern, genuinely confused
"You said that we couldn't get a skycar to the Turian Embassy, so we walk. Get Councillor Tevos to meet with us on the way" ordered Morvayn.
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Councillor Morvayn and Valern were waiting just 5 minutes away from the Turian Embassy. Gathering significant attention from passers by. Morvayn had contacted Sur'kesh in the time it took him to get over to his current position. The Dalatrass had already begun preparing Salarian Naval Forces for pre-emptive strikes across a wide area of Turian space, should their worst fears be proven true. Something that Morvayn didn't want to be true, they had to be wrong.
"How much longer?" asked Morvayn
"The Asari Councillor should be here right about . . ."
"Now" answered Councillor Tevos as she turned the corner nearby.
Morvayn and Valern both shifted their attention to Tevos. She strode up to them both with her personal assistant, Misona, behind her. Her walk filled with confidence.
"Councillor Morvayn, I'm happy we could meet here under such short and uncertain circumstances" Tevos said as she came to a stop just in front of them.
"As am I" Morvayn responded honestly "I hope you government has taken the necessary steps in the event that our fears are realised?"
Tevos looked to her aide and then nodded before returning her gaze to the Salarians. Her aide stepped forward and handed them a data-pad before stepping back again.
"Asari Republic vessels are committed in the event of Turian aggression or the proof of plans as such by the Turian Hierarchy Asari commando's are currently awaiting deployment on the edge of Turian space."
"I trust that you understand our loyalty to old allies my dear" replied Tevos "But now that we have agreed to your request you must also acquiesce to ours"
"Tevos, why do you think I had us meet here" responded Morvayn as he crossed his arms "We have been allies with the Hierarchy for millennia and friends with the Turian Councillor for over a decade, we at least owe the Councillor a chance to explain himself."
Without so much as another word Tevos begun striding off towards the Turian Embassy, her aide in tow. Morvayn and Valern quickly joined her. From this distance it was easy to notice how different the Embassy had become. There were at least 5 more C-Sec patrols moving around the building, with an extra guard at the main door. The window bulkheads were sealed tight. The addition of such methods must have been subtle or they would have gained significant attention. But it was evidently clear it seemed more like a fortified base than an Embassy.
Wordlessly they begun to make their way not to the main entrance but to the privileged side entrance. As they turned said corner they came to a stop directly in front of three C-Sec guards standing at an equal distance from one another before the door. All well-armed and standing firmly still. The group walked up to the guards only for the centre guard to step forward with a hand raised in front of him. The gesture being obvious.
Stop.
"Councillor Tevos, Councillor Morvayn it is an honour to have you both here on such short notice" the C-Sec officer stated, obviously expecting them "I am Lieutenant Felix of the Embassy's Security Force" he place a hand over his chest and bowed, a standard Asari greeting directed at Tevos and then stood erect with his right hand raised above his head with his first finger pointed upwards, a standard Salarian greeting directed at Morvayn.
Morvayn and Tevos both noticed two the other two guards seemed nervous whereas this one was not in the slightest nervous; a seasoned C-Sec officer no doubt.
Tevos returned the gesture and then said "We are here to meet with Councillor Faux, the matter is urgent and cannot be delayed. Please lead the way to him at once"
"I'm sorry Councillor" Felix all too quickly responded "The Councillor is currently in meetings with high level officials from Palaven and must not be disturbed. With his sincerest apologies, the Councillor has a very busy schedule he must see to and cannot undertake unexpected visits. If you would like we could arrange for a meeting more in line with his schedule, would that be suitable?"
"That would not be suitable as I just said, the matter is becoming increasingly urgent and we must not delay" Tevos responded forcefully, her calm posture not betraying her current aggravation.
Councillor Faux isn't the most social creature, even by Turian standards, but he would never deny an audience with another Councillor, not unless . . . . he was ordered to.
The Turians are up to something significant
"Lieutenant Felix, we must speak with the Councillor, so lead us to him or step aside Officer" ordered Morvayn
"I'm sorry Councillor but I can't do that" replied Felix, fidgeting slightly.
"The Councillor gave you an order Officer" rebuked Tevos "It is your duty to follow it"
Appeal to his sense of Turian honour, very smart – Thought Morvayn
Lieutenant Felix looked visibly shaken, looking back to his subordinates for support but they remained in place.
"I'm sorry Councillor's but my orders are to-"
"We do not have time for this, Valern, Misona wait here while me and Tevos go inside" ordered Valern.
Tevos and Valern both moved forward but the other two guards stepped forward to meet them with an arm outstretched each, blocking their path forward.
"This grows tiresome!" concluded Tevos as she met Felix' gaze with a ferocious glare, a biotic aura surrounding her body "Myself and Councillor Morvayn are going to proceed into the Turian Embassy and you will not impede our advance" it was as much a threat as it was a standing order.
Felix struggled visibly to decide which set of orders to follow. Evidently he decided to follow those that were most immediate and stepped aside, forcing his subordinates to do the same. Valern and Misona moved away as the Councillor's advanced, their role finished for the moment. Just as the Councillor's entered the Embassy and the door's closed, they could hear Felix begin talking over his comms.
It had been a great deal of time since either of the Councillor's had to set foot inside the Turian Embassy, but they both remembered their way around. The Embassy, like all Turian architecture was incredibly organized and ordered to the point of being unnerving. Every centimetre of the structure was designed to make the most efficient use of space possible. Plain to the point of being Spartan and completely unassuming, nothing stood out to capture attention. Everything served a specific purpose, part of the greater whole. In contrast to Turian society it must have been intended to resemble.
They turned a corner into the Embassy proper. Being introduced to a new sight. The Embassy proper was filled with extra desks for a great deal more Turians to be working at any one time. What was most notable however were the guards in the room at every exit. Wearing distinct Onyx coloured hard-suits and equipped with top of the line weaponry. Their famous, or infamous insignia displayed proudly on their right shoulders.
"What are Blackwatch soldiers doing on the Citadel?" asked Morvayn
"I have no idea, but we're about to find out" responded Tevos as she gestured to the Turian approaching them with intent.
The Turian came to a stop in front of them and saluted as befitting of a superior officer.
"Councillor's, my name is 1st Lieutenant Corinthus, Councillor Faux has instructed me to take you to him, please follow me if you will" Corinthus proceeded to move past them and back the way they came, leading them away from the elevator to the Councillor's office.
"Where is the Councillor?" asked Tevos
"In a secure room at the back of the complex" came his short but direct reply. Something that Morvayn liked about him.
As they walked further down the corridor, an unseen scanner read Corinthus' biometrics and opened a previously unnoticeable door.
"This way please" said Corinthus
Tevos and Morvayn didn't allow their astonishment to show, but they both made mental notes of this secret door.
As they were walking, Morvayn remembered that the legendary Blackwatch regiment was the best of Turian Special Forces. Utilised only in the fiercest of battles where failure is not an option. Corinthus himself had a recent scar on his face and his hard-suit showed signs of recent wear, mass accelerator markings from shots fired.
Just who are the Turians fighting?
As they walked through the small disclosed corridor, Corinthus input a code on his omni-tool and the door at the end slid open, he stood to the side to allow the Councillor's through. They proceeded through the door and into a large conference room. Whatever was being discussed, was replaced with a lingering silence as their attention turned to the Councillor's. No Turian in the room was not of high rank, each one a high ranking General or Politician. Councillor Faux was sat at the head of the table, tapping away at the holographic controls. Removing the projected star charts, of which neither Councillor recognised, from view.
"This meeting will have to continue later, dismissed" ordered Faux
The Turians all stood up and saluted, before turning to leave. Each of their expressions were neutral, some even seemingly hostile. But none were welcoming. The door slid shut after the last Turian left.
"This is an unexpected visit Councillor's" Faux responded.
"I believe it is, we had begun to believe you had grown tired of us Faux" responded Morvayn
"Nothing of the sort, I was hoping you would have been here earlier" Faux gave a small smile to his colleagues
Neither Tevos or Morvayn returned the smile, Morvayn however allowed Tevos to speak first. Her cold gaze meeting Faux' eyes.
"We have questions that need answers" she pointed out
"Such as?" asked Faux
"Why has the Hierarchy being behaving erratically lately?" asked Tevos
"I'm sure I have no idea-"
"Why has the Turian Hierarchy raised naval production by 30%?" quizzed Morvayn
"As you both know the Hierarchy has been pushing for increased patrols in Citadel Space, which we need as our races expand further into the Traverse" responded Faux "We are merely thinking ahead of course"
"Is that so?" asked Tevos disbelievingly "Is that why your government has pulled a quarter of it's reserves back into active service?"
"Tevos we-"
"And preparing to mobilize 5 million soldiers along a very select region of space" added Morvayn "What exactly became of the 17th expeditionary fleet?"
Faux' mandibles twitched in surprise, even Tevos was caught by that news but did well to suppress it.
"How do you know about that?" asked Faux
"The same way I know that the Volus are moving vast sums of money to support the Hierarchy in it's endeavour to do who knows what" replied Morvayn.
This time Councillor Faux just sat there, silent.
"Councillor, you once told me that deception doesn't work when the opponent knows your lying" stated Tevos
Faux just stared back at her.
"Faux, you do understand how the recent behaviour of the Hierarchy has made the Union very uneasy" claimed Morvayn "We have been preparing to launch pre-emptive strikes against Turian infrastructure should our worst fears be proven true"
This elicited a response from Faux, albeit small scale. He sat up more rigidly, his attention firmly set on Morvayn. It wasn't so much a threat what Morvayn had stated. But the implications were known to all present.
"Very well, I was ordered to prevent you from learning the truth for as long as possible" responded Faux, much to the relief of the other Councillor's "Under the circumstances I think we have withheld the information long enough, to an almost dangerous moment"
Faux straightened himself out professionally and replaced his demeanour with his usual self.
"Exactly two galactic standard months ago the 17th expeditionary fleet came into contact with a small group of five vessels in the Circinius system. They were trying to activate the dormant mass relay number 314 on the edge of Citadel space. The Commander of the fleet assumed they were pirates or slavers attempting to find an alternate route into Citadel space. The Commander ordered his fleet to secure the system.
Their ships, were what we believed to be two cargo sized vessels and three light cruiser-sized combat vessels, did not respond to the fleets hails nor cease their actions. The commander was forced to engage and neutralise the threat. They managed to eradicate all but one of the escaping cargo vessels with the loss of two frigates and their crew. Upon searching the debris of the enemy vessels they discovered that they were not pirates but rather ships belonging to an as of yet undiscovered Alien species"
"Councillor" Tevos started "Do you mean to tell me that the Turian Hierarchy fired upon Alien vessels in a First Contact scenario?"
"Technically yes, but in the Commander's defence he was acting in accordance with Citadel Law, blindly opening relays is not only dangerous but highly irresponsible" came Faux' quick reply
"This is different Faux, this race could not have been expected to know our laws" replied Morvayn
"As I said, the Commander assumed this was a matter of piracy, not a First Contact situation, regardless we have to deal with the consequences now" responded Faux
"And what would those consequences be? As unfortunate as the situation may be, do you think it justifies the large scale military build up we have been seeing?" countered Morvayn
"Unfortunately Councillor's, the situation quickly spiralled out of control" stated Faux "The Aliens sent a rapid reactionary force and decimated the 17th expeditionary fleet exactly one galactic standard day after the first encounter. I'm sure you both know my people well enough to know what their response was"
Of course they did. The Turians have never believed in minor skirmishes. Throughout their history it has always been decimation through overwhelming force and fire-power and remains their doctrine for warfare. It was either peace time or all out total war, there is no middle ground for Turian society.
Faux continued. "What happened for the next few weeks were numerous engagements against small strike forces in unexplored regions of space. Technologically the Alien vessels seemed inferior to our own in some ways while more advanced in others. Surprising, given that we recently discovered that they are relatively new to space-flight and mass effect physics. But they displayed surprising innovations that we have never faced before. We encountered no vessels larger than a standard light cruiser. Even still they showed remarkably surprising degree of naval tactics"
Morvayn was genuinely intrigued while Tevos grasped the bridge of her nose and sighed.
"Faux, for over a month the Hierarchy has engaged these Aliens without once attempting to alert us to the potential threat. Did your people not once consider sending a diplomatic team to open negotiations with these people?" frustration was rising in her voice. The implications of this would be felt for decades, perhaps even centuries to come. Another major first contact scenario turned sour.
"These Aliens had demonstrated an ability to fight Hierarchy forces very effectively and a willingness to do so. We thought it ideal to secure the region first and then push for negotiations. We don't want a potential naval threat to our territory do we now?" rebuked Faux
"You should have attempted to negotiate first" spat Tevos, unconvinced by that line of thought.
"While I do agree with Councillor Tevos, it does seem the logical step to secure the region" Morvayn added, Faux gave a small approving nod to the Salarian.
"What happened next?" asked Tevos
"We managed to push their forces back to their closest inhabited world. It boasted a moderately sized colony with several millions of their people. After a few short but deadly engagements we were able to wrestle control of the world from them. The defences were small to moderate by our standards, they showed a remarkable talent for naval and ground combat in the defence of this planet. We had decimated the planets defences and assumed that it represented the bulk of their defence. We were wrong"
Faux looked dejected, Tevos looked like she wasn't going to like hearing the next part while Morvayn was only ever more intrigued.
"The Aliens launched a massive counter-offensive, catching our forces off-guard. The Commander in charge of the occupation was forced to surrender after they begun a brutal campaign to wrestle back control of the planet. They had everything from small fighter sized craft to large scale Dreadnoughts and new vessel types with new capabilities."
"Dreadnoughts! These Aliens have Dreadnoughts and you wait until now to inform us of this development!? Is there anything else we should know? If they are capable of repelling Turian forces with such efficiency and have Dreadnoughts at their command then this represents a very serious threat to the entirety of Citadel space, not just the Hierarchy"
"I agree, this information should have been passed on. Your governments failure to share information almost doomed us all in a war on two fronts!" barks Morvayn
"I know that Councillor's believe me. I have been no fan of how my government has conducted this whole disaster, that is why we need to put together a diplomatic team effective immediately" responded Faux
Both Morvayn and Tevos knew Faux well. He was an honest Turian who stood by his morals with extreme rigidity. Honesty, integrity, loyalty, selfless commitment, discipline and courage were his morals. Lately they have come under conflicting scrutiny. Orders from the Hierarchy against his better judgement, loyalty to both his people and the Council.
"That would be best" replied Tevos
"Palaven Command was very arrogant in their assessment I'm afraid. They expected a young, inexperienced and weak race that would be easy to subdue. The plan was to take control of their nearest world and force them to the negotiating table. There even discussions of forcing the Humans into assimilation as a client race! Something I strongly disagree with" informed Faux with great shame
"The Humans?" asked both Tevos and Morvayn simultaneously.
"Correct, that is what they call themselves. The last thing Palaven Command expected was for the Humans to fight as well as they did and win a major victory. Since there victory at Shanxi, they have been slowly taking back the ground we have taken from them with large assault forces. High Command is embarrassed, angry and want revenge" said Faux
It was becoming increasingly difficult for Tevos to hide her frustration.
"I'm not interested in the wounded pride's of the Hierarchy's generals. This matter threatens not just your own people, but potentially ours and the rest of the Council aligned races" stated Tevos angrily
"I too would recommend not escalating this conflict, it bears to much resemblance to our galaxy's history" added Morvayn
"Then perhaps we can help one another" suggested Faux "Councillor's, we do not yet fully know the Humans capabilities. Our scientists are certain that they are a young race and therefore their reach cannot be great and neither can their naval strength. If this turns to full interplanetary war we would no doubt emerge victorious. But I would rather it did not come to that. A pointless and bloody war over a simple misunderstanding would be a great stain on our honour. We need to end this. Now"
"And what would you have us do?" asked Tevos "You are the Councillor for your people, not me or Morvayn"
"True" replied Faux "But you two may have more sway with my government than I do. At the end of the day I am a Turian and I follow orders. You do not answer to the Hierarchy. You can coerce them into taking a more sensible approach"
"Through economic persuasion?" guessed Tevos
"And our remarkable diplomacy?" added Morvayn
Councillor Faux nodded, albeit reluctantly.
"If the Armali Council has to threaten an economic reprimand to listen to reason then so be it. And if that does not work then I'm sure that the Salarian Union has a great deal of information that could persuade the Hierarchy to behave politely. My people are still divided on the issue so it shouldn't take much to sway them in our favour. Just what ever you do, do it quietly, no amount of sanctions or threats would overcome Turian pride"
"I will see what we can do" nodded Tevos "I want a full report on everything that the Hierarchy has on these Humans"
"Consider it done" replied Faux quickly
Tevos stood up from the chair she had been seated in.
"One more thing, just who exactly are these people?" asks Tevos
Faux performed the Turian equivalent of a smile and pressed a few buttons on his terminal. The holographic projector displayed a being in a full combat hard-suit as designated by the display. The projection quickly got rid of all other additions and got right down to the being inside the hard-suit.
"By the Goddess" exclaimed Tevos
"Very interesting indeed" responded Morvayn as he raised a hand to his chin and the other to support his elbow.
"I thought you might say that, the similarities are startling don't you agree? Of course DNA tests have concluded that this race, though levo-amino based, has no relation to the Asari race. They are however capable of producing Biotic individuals but are not inherently Biotic." explained Faux
"I'm sure Tevos will agree, but when we heard the reports I assumed that the species was going to be large like the Krogan or possibly even the Yahg. I did not expect this. What else can you tell us?" asked Morvayn.
Tevos was circling the projection, taking note of the similarities but also of the distinct differences. Such as the fleshy cones on the side of their heads. The fur that replaced the head scalps. The different skin tone along with it's texture. But everything else was practically identical to an Asari.
"They are a bi-gendered, mammalian species. They have a very robust physiology. Physically they seem on par with Turians, they are more agile, but not as lean as Asari. They're fast but not as fast as Salarians. We believe they are stronger than your average Asari but not as flexible. We have also believe they have better stamina but are on par with Turians for endurance. A well rounded species to be sure but as for intelligence, we do not yet know." responded Faux
"Your reports seem to indicate a high level of intelligence for their relatively brief time as a space-faring species" noticed Morvayn
"Even more reason to get to work quickly then" responded Faux.
"Okay, I will see what I can get to on my end though I will need support from the Union encase the Turians do not budge." Tevos stated
"I expect Turians will have to swallow some of their pride before this is over" claimed Morvayn "I will begin preparations to assist Tevos, I just . . . want to gather more data"
"Thank you Faux, for your honesty and your loyalty to not only your own people, but to ours as well." Tevos turned and begun to leave.
She begun tapping away at her omni-tool.
We have a lot of work to do.
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AN: So let me know what you think so far. I'm sure someone will recognise similarities with this and another story known as Predestined by Eterna1Soldier. The only reason is because I personally enjoy this as a beginning as a story and in no way claim it as my creation. The little bits I added I don't mind taking credit for but the rest belongs to another artist.
Let me know what you think in the review and I will hopefully be writing to you all again soon.
General Meridius