Few minutes earlier…
Valus Chu'urc was giving the command of the remaining Legion by his superior to hold the outpost for the time being, stood within what appears to be a control centre left by the Protheans while his Psions try to hack into whatever they could find useful for high and mighty without saying a word, not making a sound but listening to the distant noises coming from the battle between his legionaires and the Citadel and the Milky Way commonwealth. He could feel they were fighting a losing battle, the enemy forces were slowly breaching in and only a moment of time shall they take the Prothean outpost and eliminate those who continue the fight. But it matters not, as by the time they even take this outpost without any severe damage it be too late. He and his fellow warriors would rather fight to the end and not let the enemies of the Cabal gain a sweet victory, even if they did they would not know what is coming, not even the now powerful old foe from the Milky Way wont realise what is about to unfold in this galaxy.
Especially the hated and, rare occasions respected Tau'ri, the so-called successors of the ancient Forerunners.
The Cabal were once a great and mighty empire thousands of years ago, expanding their reign throughout the galaxy with few rivals and assimilating the conquered races to the serve them in their way for the glory of the great Empire. Until they fought in a war in which that, unable to admit it themselves: terrified the Cabal and their enemies that it almost destroyed both of them. The Cabal High Command took control and sent their legions into stasis and wait until a few millennia.
Now a remnant of what is left of their civilization, lead by Legions to carry on the final mission by the Imperial senate. To destroy the Citadel and rebuild the Cabal Empire with the galaxy under their rule, prepare potential Client Races for the return of the Great Enemy.
This 'Citadel Council' as they call themselves, the so-called beacon of galactic community: nothing but idealistic fools to even realise the dark secrets of this galaxy they inhabit. But the Cabal do, and have seen what horrors await them, but this time they will prepare.
"The enemy have been sighted within sector 18! Our forces are holding them off but are soon to come to their limit. We cannot hold out much longer if they bring reinforcements." A Cabal Legionaire reported to his commanding officer of the situation.
"We have no intention of retreating like cowards! To die without facing our foe would be a great dishonour to all we have worked so hard for this day!" Chu'urc yelled and turns to the Cabal, having to desire to prevent the enemy from claiming victory by any means. "The Primus has given the order to hold the enemy as they begin the invasion of the Citadel. And if we are to die, we may not fight with our brothers against the Great Enemy, but we shall die an honourable battle and take as many of our foes to death." Bringing his armored fist up and clenched into fist before his fellow Cabal and others who were in the same room to hear his inspiring words.
"For the Cabal!"
"FOR VICTORY!"
The Cabal began chanting those words, howling, stomping their elephant-like feet to the ground and some who held their shields clubbed together with their guns. The Psions also cheered and raised their fists in the air, same for the other Client races who joined the Empire. They never forgotten their duty, whether they were to die in battle or survive it did not matter as they were to serve the Cabal Empire with their very lives.
Grabs his weapons for the battle and waited for them to come if they proved to be a worthy cause.
Keeping her mind sharp and focus, Silvi needed to avoid any distractions while using her telepathy to seek out any potential threats to protect their allies. Armed only by her powers and staff as her main usage rather then a gun despite one of the Asari kindly offered her for combat. With only a handful Vanguards who volunteered for the expedition-now pulled in a warzone they will need to rely the inhabitants' assistance until reinforcements come, despite being the peacekeepers, even the High Foundation's warrior branch have limits back in their home galaxy. This was not the first time she had been in a war, so it was no different to seeing both sides throwing away their lives for the sake of warfare and prejudice, she could feel the emotions swirling from both sides.
The fear of a few who were either afraid of never coming out of this alive, unable to see their loved ones, or failed their duties. Pain and agony were all so familiar to her, and rather not to enjoy such feeling any time in this situation.
A dozen of them sprang out of the shadows, almost caught them by surprise without knowing they were even their and begun to brighten the halls with their weapons firing, trying to prevent them from taking another step whilst inside the outpost after they broke in. With limited space, the armored behemoths could not be able to launch themselves in an aerial assault with their Jump Jets, but the advantage for them is their size would make it difficult to get pass.
"We got to take them out! But they got us cornered!" The Asari commando shouted out trying maintain covering fire, taking a look through the corner without getting shot in the head.
Silvi groaned from the overwhelming pressure, uncertain how long she could hold out against the numerous poundings that try to break through the kinetic shield. Raising her senses to know how many there are and their whereabouts, found only several and two taking the entrance to guard. Little did she realised that a Psion Flayer managed to slip passed her senses, blocking her using its kinetic powers. Knowing what it was by the ring attached to its helmet. Cluttering in it's native language and blasted her with a strong psyhic force, thrown her to the floor, lowering the barrier down, but managed to stay conscious to exchange with a psi-blast against it, raised its own barrier with one hand and continued firing with its slug rifle to weaken or take her out as the primary target. Groggily standing on her own feet, Silvi managed to leap out of the way, but having difficult timing to take it out with nearly everyone wanting her dead. It ran towards her with a battle cry, preparing for another psychic punch but she was prepared this time, blocked it with her staff then twisted the rifle out of its hand, threw a roundhouse kick with her power channelling through her body that threw the Psion into a wall, uncertain if it was dead or unconscious but hardly mattered at this moment.
"Watch out!" The bluennet was surprised when someone called out and a light streak shot passed her, turned her head around and noticed a Kig-Yaw fell to the ground, dead with a hole in the head. The one who took the shot was an Asari as she could tell by the small curved tendrils on her head, wielding a gun in her hand, wearing light armor. Nodding her head as a compliment for the help and returned to the others.
They set up a few grenades before throwing them to their targets in order to take out the opposing snipers, not wanting to use up all of the ammo, only to make a distraction for the Cabal.
Gathering the energy into her body and illuminated in a bright blue aura, one of the Asari spectres used her biotics and unleashed a full blast of kinetic blast onto the unsuspecting Cabal and Kig-Yar, throwing their bodies into the walls and the floor by the immense force of the grenades she used, uncertain if they were wounded or dead, the rest who were not in close range were in disarray and blinded by the flashes, enveloped the corridors with debris of cloud and smoke. Giving the others an opportunity to strike them down while they have the advantage. Some were hit by their kinetic blasts that thrown them a few feet.
Silvi raised her hands and projected a strong telekinetic barrier that surrounded her while running towards the enemy, deflecting a shower of bullets coming straight towards her but hardly taking any damage. The two shield wielding Cabal took their stance and tried to shoot her down and held their large shields to block the bullets from the colonists who were trying to take a shot at their weak points, but the Vanguard was too fast as the woman was but a bluish blue until she teleported herself above the fight for a brief moment to reappear before the stunned allies, making a graceful wall-running, taking a leap into the mid-air and unleashed a full blast upon the unfortunate foes that were her targets, but the shield-bearers managed but barely survived without damage. Returned to the ground, twirling her staff as it illuminated by her light energy in to slam both ends into their armor with such force that made a dent in the two. Slamming it onto one of the Cabal in the helmet and exposed its gruesome face to the air, releasing the black mist the alien breaths in to survive. Twirls her staff in her hand before turning to the group who seemed impressed and awe by her abilities, obviously something new to them as she is one of the first Vanguards they ever seen.
With the knowledge of the interior from the colonists prior to the invasion, it was much easier to navigate their way around to know were the control room was. It would be easier if it weren't so guarded by soldiers made up of Kig-ar, Psion and Cabal trying to kill them so much.
Unable to risk staying in the same place they had to keep moving before the next group comes around. Only lost two of their officers but kept going and unable to think of the fallen comrades for the moment.
"Which way do we go now?" A Turian asked while keeping a look out for anymore hostiles.
Enalny Force used her Omni-Tool to gain access to the outpost, only managed to have the blueprints and schematics of most sections before the Cabal placed some sort of firewall to block them. "We're getting close. Two floors below and 30 meters from the control center and just need to shut down the security systems and turn against the Cabal but we need to get there as soon as possible."
The Turian officer growls while keeping a look out for any hostiles with his trained eyes. If they don't hurry up, there wont be a second chance "Should take an alternative route, they probably blockaded that area."
"Got it!" She said with relief, brought up the screen of the new route to take and already picking up several bio signatures moving from another route but were not one of theirs. "And looks like we're about to have company soon."
"Then we shouldn't stay waste any more time. Come on!" Taken the next corridor and took the one found by Enalny to make their way straight to the control room as fast as possible.
Silvi walked up to the Asari who saved her life back there and thought of saying something to show her gratitude. "Thank you. I was a little careless just then." Although she felt guilty of letting her guard down whilst in a battlefield, the battle with the Psion Flayer must've took a toll with her. But something else was wrong, she just couldn't put it but something about this place was messing her mind.
The Asari smiles at her as they continued onwards. "It's no problem, you were having trouble and I thought I come by. Enalny T'rezor, lieutenant of the Aevannan Defense." Raising a hand to the Vangaurd, returning the gesture with a small smile. "Silvi, Tau'ri, well from my father's side but that's another time being perhaps." Wanting to focus on the mission, not wanting to be rude to the Aevannan colonist who didn't seem offended but understood her reasoning as she shows a calm yet strong focus.
"I know the feeling, I want these oversized beasts off our planet as badly as anyone does."
Leaving a few 'surprises' for anyone try to follow them just to be certain. Silvi noticed how some of the Salarians were holding what she believes to be Old-Covenant PDGs, Point Defense Gauntlets mainly used by the Kig-Yar in the Covenant War, raised an eyebrow of what they were carrying them for.
"Pardon me for asking this, but what's with the Covenant Tech?" The blue haired woman asked the Salarian who looked at her after being asked by the question.
"Oh, not at all. You see since the Incursion, we've been trying to find out how their technology works with no dependence of Element Zero." Pulled out one of the Gauntlets in his hand while they continued onwards. "Obvioussly more advance then ours, and proven difficult to understand them as how some species with… such brutality could have developed such brilliant devices. Unless-"
"The technology was stolen from someone else?" Silvi answered the last part and already knew.
The Salarian nodded his head. "Exactly! They obviously stolen it from another race, or perhaps from your galaxy since it seems understandable they are more familiar to your experience. Far too advance to the Cabal compared to their own, too sleek and smooth for how they behave." Giving a moment of pause after speaking about his theory which he was not wrong the Kig-Yar were given the technology by the Covenant after they first joined as pirates.
"Indeed. There have been technologies left behind by ancient civilizations."
"Misan. Keep it down and safe the talks for AFTER the mission. We don't want to draw any of the bastards here." One of the citadel officers said in a firm tone. Making their way around until the group found the control room, from the look of the place it had been left mostly intact with the computer systems still functional despite most of the place seemed to have been raided, scorch marks, large dents and claw-made tears in the metal clearly noticeable but unimportant, but the strangest thing about this that made them feel uneasy; it was unguarded. Keeping their guard up and weapons armed on the look out for anything.
"Ok, we're in the control room. Now just have to get the data and sent them to oblivion."
Silvi felt something was wrong and uneasy about all this. "Wait. It doesn't feel right. This place is the most important part of the outpost and should've been heavily fortified. Why would they just leave this place?"
"Maybe they already got what they wanted and left?" Enalny thought out loud, thinking they must've found what they were looking for.
"No, she's right, if they did this place would've been blown to hel-" The person who was talking was cut off by a rocket launch that killed two of the unfortunate soldiers, their bodies peppered by rapid bullets. Forced to scatter about when a large object plummeted into the solid ground, causing a great tremor to the room that made them all loose their footing, Silvi pulled Enalny by the arm seeing the 'object' closer it was actually the Colossal Chu'urc standing within the small crater beneath his heavy boots armed with a Heavy Slug Thrower, smoke coming out of the heated barrels after it was recently active.
The Colossal slowly stepped away from the crater, moving towards the intruders. They soon hear his voice through the translator. "You will accomplish nothing from all this! Even if you claim a victory in this war."
"We thought against foes worse then your kind, Cabal. The Citadel Council is the strongest galactic power in this galaxy!" One of the soldiers proclaimed with high confidence. Firing their weapons which did little after he pulled out a broad shield then tossed it straight at them, forcing the soldiers that were in the way to disperse and one of them took a blunt to the shoulder after a rough landing. Picked his target and ready to take the unfortunate victim to his grave, however, a Commando took a few shots in the ceiling, cuaisng a few loose debris to fall on the Collosal to make him loose focus, giving her comrades time to take cover.
Chu'urc was annoyed of allowing such a foolish creature to make him loose focus and miss his target.
"Your so-called council is weak! Nothing but scavengers who claim the legacy of the previous cycle of a dead race and limiting the strength of others and grown too soft over the fear of a war. Cabal shall claim their rightful place in this galaxy!" Let out a metallic roar as the Slug Thrower's barrels twirled, aimed at the chosen target, heavy fire filled the air and caused everyone in the room to scatter, taking cover as they can to avoid the bullets.
Silvi along with Misan and Enalny took cover behind a wall for covering fire, while everyone else used what they can to protect themselves, Spectres and Commandos using barriers to shield themselves from the bullets. "Gotta take him out!"
"Somehow I don't think asking him to kindly surrender is going to happen." Enalny thought out loud as that would not happen. Drawn her gun and fired from the side at random.
Misan shook his head upon the subject. "Cabal culture more closer towards Turian and Korgan pride of a soldier as proven from many battles no matter the cost."
"Obviously trying to keep us from completing the mission. We just got to hack into the core manual, our omni tools cant breach it without breaking their security systems." The Turian officer grunted, keeping his head low from the heavy firing.
"Then allow me to use the distraction and you extract the data while taking down the shield." Silvi gave the suggestion of volunteering herself. Thrown into the battlefield, running and leaping over the bullets before throwing herself to the side to avoid the giant metal fist that was intended for her. Blasting her psionic blasts directly into his armor that only made him tumble back a little
Chu'urc roared and attempted to stump his huge foot on her but she tumble rolled aside to avoid the impact. Taking more from a few kinetic bullets that were fired by Enalny and a few soldiers, holding out her rifle. "Got your back!"
"You don't know what your doing, Vanguard! You have no idea what is coming!" Spoke through the translation of his helmet.
"Only thing that is coming is your end, you have caused countless lives both this galaxy and my home. What is the point of doing so when your armies are defeated? Why this galaxy of all in the known verse?" The blue haired Vanguard was appalled of how they could believe their way of life was through war and nothing else.
"We chose this galaxy, known to you as Halo… because it was where we came from! From the era of the Protheans!" Firing his heavy cannon at his targets, chasing them around and leaving a trail of bullet holes.
"You met the Protheans?! But that can't be! No one has even seen or heard from them in 50,000 years!" Enalny couldn't believe it, nor did anyone who heard the words from a Cabal. There were no archeological evidences of any civilizations that existed beside the Protheans or at least reached their technological capabilities. Silvi pushed them to take cover, shielding them with her barriers.
"Well, we have little to know about them." Hearing a grunt from one of the Citadel officers.
"We are the descendants of a great empire, rivals of the Protheans and were their enemies for control of the galaxy, until those of our ancestors survived were forced into exile and waited for our return. And take our rightful place in this galaxy."
"This is not your galaxy, it belongs to them. If what you say is true, then your time has ended." Turns around and there before him was the Vanguard, holding tight to her pole with a strong determination on her face. Accepting her challenge, the Colossal let out a battle roar and charged at her using his slug thrower as a battering ram to knock her out. Easily saw it coming she hopped off a debris and let out a side kick on the helmet which forced him to take the side and immediately recovered, threw his weapon and fired a hundred bullets.
For him and others it was fast, but for a highly trained Warlock such as Silvi, time moved so slow she used her powers to slow the movement and ran towards him, dodging the coming bullets and took a leap on the next wave, taking a high chance of gaining speed that gave her the chance to reach the roof and now exposed in the air.
Thinking he had the chance before the Vanguard could use her powers to defeat him, in need to grab the shield he threw earlier to take the assault only to be blasted in the back by a surprise attack, realized she was distracting him for her allies to take their positions to fire and he fell for it so easily. Feeling slight pain through his back and realized they were all going to converge on him. Seeing a Turian aimed what looked like a rocket launcher, aiming right at him.
"Say hello to a good my little friend, asshole!" Pulled the trigger and fired the rocket, straight at him. Torn his armor and threw his body across the room with a heavy thud.
Misan was already hacking into the mainframe of the computer, using this as the perfect distraction for him in hopes to shut down the shields to fully take the outpost and defeat the Cabal. But after a few minutes, despite the battle going on and the loud explosions… "Got it! Shields shutting down, accessing security systems to regain control!" The Silurian was excited with joy that he done it. Turns around and find the place a wreck and everyone tired, exhausted and a large Cabal beaten. "Such devastation really necessary?" Thinking they might have gone over their heads and did more damage to the room then he did.
"You can thank us now it's finished. Just send the data to the fleet and we can leave this place." The Turian with the rocket launcher made an annoyed response of how they had to defeat him. Turns to see if Silvi was ok after her part and amazed by her skills.
"Did good out there, ma'am. Those were some fine skills, they must've trained your people well." Giving a compliment to her on her abilities and the role she played.
"Thank you. And you as well considering you now no longer have to worry about them." Smiles warmly to them but suddenly felt her head became light and almost collapsed, caught by a pair of arms and looked up to Enalny who pulled her arm over her shoulder.
"Guess you need a break, we'll carry you back to the settlement and rest up. Least we can do to repay you."
"Lay her down and patch up the wounds, we'll contact our people and report of our success. Misan I want you to find anything the Cabal have stored or find any files they have." The Commando gave her instructions so they can ease up a little. But were surprised that the Cabal, despite taking such severe damage, was still breathing, at least for the moment.
"It wont… matter if who will succeed. Uhhh… we shall continue to hold our ground… for the… Great Enemy."
Silvi was curious and confused by his dying words. 'Great Enemy? What does he mean?'
"What do you mean? Who is this foe you speak off?" The Asari Commando approached him, intended to dry out any information he has to report back to her superiors.
"You will find out." Gave out a blood gurgling laugh. "Be-Beware… for the rea-uhhhs" Unable to complete his sentence as Chu'urc succumbed to his wounds and died. Leaving them confused by his last words, possibly a warning or something to scare them.
"Huh, weird but doubt it be important. Least now we could-"
"Oh no! No this is terrible!" They all turned to Misan who suddenly looked paler then his natural. "I had successfully gained access to their data files and came up to the plans for the final assault." Brought up a mini screen of a five prolonged pillars connected to the circle.
"What is that?" Silvi never seen anything like it before, from the look of the scale it appears some sort of space station.
"This is the Citadel, the very core of our galactic community and the seat of the Council. The Cabal have been planning this from the beginning! They are planning a full-scale attack within the heart of the Council itself! Must warn them immediately!"
As the battle rages on and coming close to the end, a squad of Valkyries flew over the mountains with the Aevannan Skyfighters, a military organisation whose role is to protect the colony that was established by the Council. Since the invasion they fought with courage, never giving in to their fear of how outmatched they are to the Cabal, even if they were to die in battle but they carried on fighting. Then when an unexpected help came, known as the Interstellar Commonwealth the battle changed in their favor and were awed by the incredible firepower the alien fighters possessed, but they were more shocked that they can transform into bipedal machines for ground combat against the Cabal heavy tanks and wiped out a whole battalion.
A number of them volunteered for a mission to search for any Cabal forces within the area while the fleet in orbit were recovering from the battle, the other reason was to see them in action and learn about their capabilities, and perhaps know about these aliens.
"This is Silver 1 to all squadron, have them in sight." An Asari pilot spoke through the comm. Brining up a screen up to show a group of Piranhas and small group of enemy soldiers that appear to be making their way towards the battlefield. It
"Let's give them hell." One of the pilots spoke through the channel. They took formation and swooped down, peppering the landscape with missiles on the unsuspecting Cabal soldiers who didn't see them coming until it was too late.
"That'll teach them not to mess with us!"
"Cut the chatter, we need to make sure there aren't any still around if they try to make another attack on the colony." The leader of her squad told them but spotted a Banshee fighter coming at her. Mentally cursed in her head for not seeing it come about before she swayed her fighter to avoid the plasma bolts.. She was not gonna let it take another chance and decided to make a few holes in it's armor, one of the bullets hit the engines and exploded in the air. "Close, but too slow."
"You took my kill. You trying to make a score?" Hearing one of her pilots making a tease made her chuckle.
"No, just don't want them on our planet any moment longer, unless those Commonwealth ships got the rest of them."
"Seems a little easy doesn't it?"
"Their fleet made a run for it and making their final stand in the Outpo-wait hang on, getting a transmission from HQ. This is Silver Squad, receiving you loud and clear."
"Silver Squadron, you are to return to the colony we just received word that the outpost has been taken. The Cabal on this planet have been defeated. The planet has been cleaned up. Now return to base ASEP." She could hear her fellow pilots cheering through the channels of the best news they had since gaining a new ally in the war. All thinking there may be a brighter future for the galaxy yet.
Unknown Location
"My lord, we are receiving a transmission from Theras." One of the cloaked followers informed their leader.
"Wonderful. Put him through for me." His eyes stared at the platform where a life-size hologram brought to existence, the bottom was blurry but clearly a tall figure, like all the others this one wore a hood over his face, all but his hair and helmet that covers the face was seen.
"It is so good to see such familiar faces, even if it's for security purposes from where I am. And it is pleasant to see you, my master." Bowed his head in respect and obedience to his leader before giving his message. "By now you aware of the Lucian Alliance establishing an embassy within the Commonwealth while in a matter of crisis. Some in the council seem displeased, but that hardly matters. By then, we should be able to expand our influence to this galaxy much easier with the gates established. And the Lucian Alliance just made it simpler."
If he could see the look on his master's face it would look like a grin as he gave a short and soft chuckle. "That is excellent news, and it was a surprise when we discovered a Mass Relay, in the Milky Way of all places. It must've been there for such a long time." Complimenting him on his report.
"I have made certain that no one but few know of it's existence, so far our researches believe it must've been placed there by by someone beyond the Milky Way. Doubt this would've been the work of the Iconians, unless they were aware of the coming threat of the Darkness."
"Wether or not it was their doing is unimportant, be certain it remains under our use. Continue your assignment and return to base to continue your training until then. We have a long way to go and cannot afford to lower our guards."
Theras nods his head a little. "Yes, my master." The hologram faded away. Taking in the thoughts of his plans that have begun to take root, with the galaxy focused on the Cabal they would begin take their positions in a slow and steady pace to avoid drawing attention. The region in the Halo Galaxy, the Terminus Systems would make a suitable choice to prepare their forces and out of the Council's reach if they live through this war. But they would not survive the coming storm.
His eyes shot up when he felt a strong powerful presence. Ancient. Powerful. And malevelont. "He is here." Before them, a non-corporeal entity took form of a demonic head, two large extensive broad horns. And three illuminating eyes staring at them in a menacing gaze, staring directly into their souls.
Before them was ancient dark lord, known to legends of a few as Oryx, The Taken King.
"I sense all is according as we foreseen?"
"Indeed. Though the Cabal may be attempt to invade the Citadel but with the intervention of the forces of the Light, I am quite certain they will not destroy our plans." Unfazed by his astral presence with a calm expression.
"Good. I have begun to gain control over the machines that may serve my purpose. Soon the Light will be devoured by the Darkness."
"Yes. And the galaxy will be ours to take, those who survive will serve us and you shall gain your vengeance on your son's death."
The Taken King let out a low growl, restraining any attempts of unleashing his rage. "Crota's death shall be avenged. But we must have patience and then."
"I know what it feels to lost someone, betrayed and taken someone close to you can bring out such rage and anger." The leader of the group grumbled, raised his fist and tightened his grip. His teeth grind together and around him pebbles floated in the air and blue sparks of electricity sparked around him for a moment. "I wanted revenge, to become stronger and surpass the one who trained me as his apprentice, only to be discarded. But the price was too great and cost me so much. But then you came and I owed you a great debt."
"Indeed. The Darkness saw potential in you, greater then those who knew so little of true power. I brought you to the Milky Way and gave you a new purpose and indeed brought many under your guidance. Let them enjoy this moment, for when it is time. I will take them all."
Halo Galaxy, Kit's Nest
Ever since the day they came across the Cabal, the imbecile of an Admiral went straight into death's door and started a war with a species they knew nothing, many refer to as the Cabal Incursion. Despite his warn the Hegemony of the danger they are in, the Batarian government continue to dismiss them as simple upstarts and primitive for no use of Eezo, so they sent many in an attempt to force the Cabal into submission before it gets out of hand.
By then, the majority of the Batarians were fighting for their lives, losing the majority of their territory until the Cabal left them in ruin to move on to the rest of the galaxy, the Citadel Council.
The ambassador tried to use his version of the story of how the Cabal invaded them for no reason until a rebel faction rose up and told the truth, causing the entire civilian population who were unaware of the true reason by propaganda to riot and many insurrections running amok within the Hegemony, given the enemy a great advantage to cripple their forces by ambushing their fleet in orbit of the gas giant Uza. With the Council's hands tied the Batarians were on their own after the Cabal
Knowing they can't defeat them, he gathered many who were wise enough to retreat, and save many Batarians as they can to one of the remaining sanctuaries the Cabal had not attacked. Even the slaves from the colonies he and his supporters promised of freedom if they make it out alive as very blood of their culture was what brought them to this devastation.
"Divert power to the engines! We can't afford to slow down until we reached Mass Relay!" Garthos gave the order to his navigational officers to increase the ship's power to escape the Cabal ships. He gripped tight on the board when focusing the lives his people onboard the Shadow Sun.
"Sir, we're taking hits to on deck 14!"
"Then close it and seal up the vents so we don't loose oxygen! We got to make it for the sake of the people on board! Them and the former slaves we promised freedom if we make it through!" Barking his orders to his officers, ignoring the circuits rupturing around him when taking hits by the Kig-Yar pirate ships closing in on them. They were not going to go down so easily with no one to protect them out here, no military or pirate ships to help them out. They were on their own now the government had fallen.
Taken another hit by the plasma bolt, causing the dreadnaught the shudder violently. Afraid they may not make it in time.
"Commander! Seven anomalies detected port side!"
In front of the Relay several blue vortexes opened, and what they saw coming out were large ships with designs they never seen before. "Are they Cabal?!" Garthos wondered, hoping they weren't and didn't want to die in vein.
"No, I never seen anything like them-wait they're charging weapons!" The alien ships fired greem energy beams directly at their targets, only for the Batarians it wasn't them but the Kig-Yar and Cabal ships. Hitting them so hard they instantly exploded, not even the enemy fighters were spared. The crew onboard watched in shock of what they just witnessed; an alien fleet just emerged out of some sort of dimensional gateway and fired on the Cabal with no mercy. Hoping they would turn their attentions to his people, not when they could just leave and maybe start over with the other free Batarians.
"We're being hailed by the alien ship, they seem to know our language well and ask if we need any assistance?" The Ensign turned to his Commanding officer for a response.
"Uh-y-yes. Tell them we thank them for their help and wish to know who they are, right now I have countless refugees who need help after fleeing our home." Uncertain who they are but just saved their lives, and perhaps could be a potential ally that they could need.
Responding to the message on his orders and later received a reply from them. "They saying they will come aboard to meet with us in person with medical supplies, they call themselves, the Sovereign Nations."
Codex Entry:
Aevanna:
The planet Aevanna is third planet in the Talvan System, located in the edge of the Attican Traverse, first discovered in 2497 and considered a garden world, by the mid-27th century housing hundreds of civilian colonists inhabiting the planet. The Turian military have been deplyed to watch over the colony due to the discovery of Prothean relics and providing top scientists to study them under the orders of the Council as well as to built its own military force through the funding for further protection. In the Cabal Incursion, the military fleet in Aevanna's orbit defended the planet against the Cabal until they evacuated the civilian population safely. But in the timely arrival of the Interstellar Commonwealth, they offered support against a common enemy.
Good to know I got this out of the way, so nearing the end of the war as this will be the first story arc to complete then start a new one. The biggest pain in the butt, was trying to sort out the chapter and decide what goes first, changing a few paragraphs and gramma! So was trying to work on the battles of how the Cabal would face off against the Citadel SPECTREs and Vangaurds by studying a bit of the boss fight. Plans for the for the story of how the universe changes, alliances be made, new factions, the Citadel won't get the milky Way races advance technology for most reasons that will be given in the later chapter.
so I had some ideas and answered some questions for this story and stray it away from the common uses such as Council bashing, but yes the council will remain as their canon selves into thinking they are the best even while there are other more powerful factions and others to watch out, such as the Vorlon Empire, the Shadows or the Minbari Federation exist which would no doubt try to ask them to join (like that would ever happen!), no doubt the Centauri Republic would want to keep a close eye on them while earning membership in the Commonwealth.
The reason why is there are SO MANY fanfictions of hostile first contacts so I thought maybe something different however they would possibly find ways to form alliances, and make rival factions from other governments that either remained neutral, independent or never joined the two major interstellar communities.
Was thinking of any other races that could possibly join the Citadel Council to give it a fair share, have a minor role in the story but any suggestions. I'm all open! And was thinking of either revealing the name of the enemy and the leader, but, nah, the Hive will be a start and thought give you readers some hints on one of the main antagonists if you guess it right, and might offer a character of yours in the fanfic or the chronicle stories. Just thought it be fun if you can come up with something, not giving it away! Spoilers!
Oh, and will fill in more about the High Foundation and the Vanguards as I was making them like the Jedi but a mix of Destiny Guardian.
And also, hope you had some at least some enjoyable times in 2016 and wish this year a good one!