Slayer Gothic - Wishverse 2
Part 7
The Citadel. Mass Effect Universe.
I hadn't planned for things to work out this way, but in my defence, I hadn't expected the folks who ran the Citadel to so interested in my space ship. After all it just a light freighter, and given the sheer amount of ships around here and the fact that we all looked human, we should have blended in well enough, even Ahsoka as she was covered in a magical glamour that made her look like a human teenage girl with a lot of messy blond hair.
However, as soon as we'd docked we'd been confronted by a group of Asari who all wore matching uniforms of some kind, that were body-hugging suits, and they'd had lots of guns. While I could have opened a portal to allow us to escape we might have all been killed as soon as I tried, and besides, I didn't want to leave the ship behind if I could help it. Sure I could replace it, but I invested a lot in the Outrider, including hiring wand-wavers to expand its internal dimensions.
As such, we'd complied with their demand that we turn ourselves over to their custody, and now we were in someone's office, with armed guards both inside and outside of the room. As we all waited to meet with what must be some sort of boss, we checked out the screens. Well most of us, Morrigan was currently freezing her curvy ass off at the College of the Winterhold as she studied that world's magic.
"You'll have to forgive me asking what are probably really dumb questions" Ahsoka was saying to one of the Asari who in the room "But seriously, what is going on? What are these things? and why do they want to kill you all?".
The newest member of my harem, Kaylee hadn't fully committed yet, was referring to the Reapers. The Reapers are a highly-advanced machine race of synthetic-organic starships. The Reapers reside in dark space: the vast, mostly starless space between galaxies. They hibernate there, dormant for fifty thousand years at a time, before returning to the galaxy.
These giant machines are ancient; their true name is unknown. "Reapers" was a name bestowed by the Protheans, the previous galactic power fifty thousand years before, and the geth referred to them as the Old Machines. In the end, the Reapers showed little concern for whatever labels other races choose to call them, and they claimed that they have neither beginning nor end.
I knew the truth, that the Reapers are the original creators of the Citadel and the mass relay network. These massive constructs exist so that any intelligent life in the galaxy would eventually discover them and base their technology upon them, and this was all part of a scheme of some sort of AI to harvest the galaxy's sentient life in a repeating cycle of purges that had continued on relentlessly over countless millennia. The Reapers would harvest sentient life, and turn those races into more Reapers so that new lifeforms could take their place. This was some sort of solution to the problem of synthetic life overthrowing and destroying the organic creatures that created them.
"You really don't know, do you? How can you not?" asked the guard "The Reapers? The cycle? It was your race that discovered them. Not that anyone really believed it".
Ahsoka just shrugged, none the wiser. Because of her disguise, she looked like a confused human teenager right now, she'd even dressed the part, she wore a t-shirt, trainers, a jacket, as well as some denim jeans, or at least she appeared to be wearing them, she was in fact in her normal outfit.
As for why I'd not told her or any of my other girls about the Reapers, this was because I'd not realised that they were invading as when I popped over to the Omega Space Station before to get a few things there had been no news about the Reapers, as such I'd not mentioned them when talking about The Citadel. I had talked to them about all the different alien races and why Ahsoka needed her to disguise herself because unlike in Star Trek there weren't that many aliens races in this science fiction dimension.
"We're not exactly from around here," I said.
The Asari guard seemed amused by that.
"You must be from another dimension or something because the Reapers aren't attacking just here, they are attacking everywhere," the soldier told us "Goddess, they started the assault on your Earth. I am guessing you haven't been home for a while".
Before more words could be exchanged a high ranking asari, one of the matriarchs I assumed, entered the nice-looking office with the big screens and dismissed the guards, telling them to go join the others outside. This alien woman, who could be reaching a thousand years old, then went and took a seat behind the large white desk, and she seemed to be very relaxed about this whole situation.
I noticed right away that this alien woman actually looked older than the other members of her race that I had so far encountered. The Asari that I'd seen before now were remarkably similar in appearance, differing mostly when it came to slight changes to their facial structure, skin colours, and markings, perhaps they seemed more different to each other, and didn't have much luck at telling humans apart.
Regardless of their actual ages though, aside from the oldest of the Asari, the rest appeared to either in their late teens or in the case of the guards, their mid-twenties. This woman seems to be more akin to an incredibly well kept forty-year-old lady. I figured that for this reason alone, human women must really dislike the asari.
"Which of you is in charge?" the alien woman asked us.
I stepped forward.
"That would be me," I said to the blue lady, "I'm Captain Gothic, and you impounded my ship".
Still, the alien woman seemed calm about all this.
"Hopefully a temporary measure," she said, "I am Matriarch Nyoll D'laris, I head a department of the Council that has never been known to the galaxy, a department meant to deal with travellers from another dimension, and this is the first time in the two hundred years that I have been in charge of this department in which I have actually met people from another universe".
They had a government branch for dealing with extra-dimensional travellers? I'd not expected this and we'd been careful when coming here. Going as far as to use a Mass Relay to arrive, a feat we'd been able to figure out how to do thanks to research done by me in a world where the Internet was much more advanced. Yet somehow they'd known that we weren't from this part of the multiverse before we'd even docked. Did they have some sort of scanning technology that had told about the Outrider not having been built locally?
"So what now?" I asked.
They clearly had plans for us, and I would leave the ship behind so that we could escape, my girls meant more to me than any vessel. I had Buffy, Tara, Fred Harriet, Arya, Ahsoka and Kaylee with me. Lenore too, but she was in her pokeball resting from her work, and I didn't wish for them to be locked and experimented on.
"We did have protocols in place for dealing with extra-dimensional travellers," said Matriarch Nyoll D'laris, "but given the Reaper invasion those are all moot now".
Fred asked about the Reapers, and I realised that it would have been wise of me to mention them before, clearly, I needed to be more careful in the future when it came to our travels. The ease of our trips in the past had made me too careless.
"Nobody knows. From what I have gathered from the intelligence reports, these things dwell out in dark space. The area beyond the edges of the galaxy. Where there are no stars, and so we've never felt the need to go explore" the alien woman told us "It seems that every fifty thousand years, they come back in and spend a few hundred years getting rid of any sentient species that have managed to leave their homeworlds".
She had more to say about the Reapers.
"They tried to start this invasion over two years ago. Just one of them" she was now saying "It managed to nearly wipe out our largest space force and to use this very station to begin the invasion. It also subverted many beings, mostly a race of artificial intelligence called the geth, but some organics too, to serve as an army for it because one Reaper couldn't match the ships we had defending this Citadel".
While I already did know about all of this I kept listening.
"Just one of these things almost brought the galaxy to its knees. But we beat it, and the people in positions of power wanted to put it all behind us" Matriarch Nyoll D'laris said next "As a culture, we weren't willing to listen to the few that feared that it had been just a taste of what was to come".
Not that there was much the people's of this galaxy could have done to stop the invasion even if they had recognised the threat. More than likely it would have just caused a massive panic across the galaxy, and the Citadel Council would have wanted to avoid that at all costs.
"By all accounts, we now have thousands of those things in the galaxy, several hundred of them in Asari space, and soon they will reach my homeworld, Thessia" Matriarch Nyoll D'laris informed me and my group, "And that brings us back to you".
Already I had an idea of where this meeting was going.
"We don't have anything to help you fight the Reapers with," I told the alien woman "This is way beyond us".
The Asari woman didn't seem surprised. I suspected that she'd already removed that possibility from her mind. Any inspection of our ship would have told them that we didn't have any superweapons tech that they could use to save this galaxy.
"Can you eat human food? Do you eat? Are you hungry or thirsty?" we were asked.
Once I'd confirmed that we could she used the comm system to order us some refreshments. Then she started requesting some information about how my ship could be bigger on the inside than it was on the outside. She took my answer well enough.
"For the most part, the Asari race stopped believing in that kind of thing thousands of years ago, and you're saying it's real?" she asked.
It was pretty easy to prove when you had real witches in the room with you. Harriet wiped out her wand a performed few spells that didn't do anything, but they sure looked impressive, and the Matriarch was able to accept the evidence of her eyes when so much of it was right in front of her.
"I'll be honest with you," said Matriarch Nyoll D'laris "Our civilization is about to end, and you might be the only people who can save it".
By now they must have broken into my ship and found nothing to explain how it could travel to other universes so they had no choice but to enlist my aid. I suspected that they wanted me to transport people and supplies to another dimension so that at least some of the races could start again. Not a bad idea, but it would very time consuming and so they would have to offer me a lot. Besides, it might all prove to be a rather pointless endeavour if the Crucible did its job.
"When you leave our dimension, would you be willing to take a number of my people with you to help guarantee the survival of the species?" I was asked "If possible you make a few trips and try to find them a home elsewhere. We'd pay any price, and I'm sure that having a team of my people's commandos at your side would be helpful as you travelled".
I had nowhere to put a whole commando team, sure they could protect the hotel, but it didn't really need protection, but I could think of some places that would accept asari refuges. Transporting them to Federation space made sense as they'd accept some asari and I could offer some Mass Effect tech to sweeten the deal if needs be.
"So you want to start a colony in another dimension," I said, mostly thinking out loud "Given the way your people reproduce I guess this is actually somewhat viable since you don't really need a huge gene pool to start with as most other species would, as long as you have someone around to bond with".
As I understood the matter the Asari did not sexually reproduce like humans, hence the lack of males, and there would be plenty of humanoids for them to bond with while in the Star Trek galaxy. And since they lived such a long time they would not reproduce quickly and therefore wouldn't be in danger of supplanting any other species as they would need tens of thousands of year to reproduce before they could even populate one major city.
"Our method of reproduction is strange to other race and it has many terms associated with it," said Matriarch Nyoll D'laris "the term 'Melding' is the most common one used. As for understanding it, even most Asari do not claim to truly understand the joining of two souls to make a third except in the most sterile and clinical of ways. But as you say we wouldn't need to send tens of thousands. Sadly the other races can not be saved this way, aside from the humans, who must also exist in your universe".
Yes, I could take some humans too to Deep Space Nine and arrange to settle them somewhere in the Alpha Quadrant. As I already figure I could entice this process to move quickly by offering the Federation some Mass Effect technology, which if nothing else would be of interest just to study by Federation types. I explained this to the old alien woman as best I could.
"I suggest sending no more than twenty of your people with me on the first trip" I was now saying "a mix of soldiers and diplomates, as well as the military types to make sure anyone you send is safe and I will introduce your diplomats to some people I know in another universe, and they can make the arrangements. Then I'd come back in a few days with some of your people who can explain to you any deals that are made and how many of your people I'll take on the next trip. That will give you time to plan this all out".
They need some supplies and since they wouldn't want to separate families unless they really had to I might end up transporting children as well as adults.
"We will hold a lottery of sorts within this department to determine who will go, is that is acceptable to you?" I was asked "It will be a team made most of asari with a few humans. Unfortunately, the other races won't be able to join in this endeavour. We have no quarians as part of our staff and their entire species seems to have decided to die fighting the geth. Like the turians they are a dextro-acid species and wouldn't be able to eat the food in this other universe, and if you only have the one ship we'd never be able to move enough of them for a new colony to be set up. Similar problems exist for the other races".
This was sadly the case.
"We will need further access to your craft," the old alien woman said to me as our food and drink arrived, "We need to know exactly how much room you have on the ship, so we can send artefacts of our culture and technology that might prove useful in a new home, and of course people".
Now that we had a deal she didn't wish to offend me and cause trouble so she would ask rather than just keep my ship locked up until needed.
"When would be a good time to inspect it and try to figure out what you will be capable of taking with you?" I was asked.
I figured that we would be here for a while trying to sort out all the details. But I could benefit from this deal. I felt certain that once the Sliding tech was ready I'd be able to buy a much bigger ship and that it would be equipped with some very good technology. It would be a good idea to have some crew for such a ship.
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The Citadel. Mass Effect Universe.
Once the first lot of arrangements had been made we'd come guests of honour here on the massive space station, not that many people knew this, and while I'd let my girls go on a shopping trip without me, Matriarch Nyoll D'laris had them guarded and had given them an impressive sum of credits to spend on whatever took their fancy. I didn't think the guards were solely for our benefit, they didn't want us leaving until the right time, but given what was at stake I felt certain that none of the leaders of the department would allow any of my girls to come to any harm.
Since I didn't care for shopping, and because Matriarch Nyoll D'laris had asked for me to be available to make further arrangements, and when some sort of doorbell went off I knew that it was time to talk to some more people. Not that I enjoyed this, but at least I'd be talking to these people in comfortable quarters, and with a strong drink in my hands.
"Captain Gothic," said one of the asari guards "There is a family of quarians here to see you. They have Matriarch Nyoll D'laris's permission for a meeting".
I'd gotten the impression the department, which was clearly a nearly all asari organisation, didn't want news of my existence getting to other races, and this made sense as if the public found out that I had the one lifeboat out from the sinking ship that was this galaxy they'd step over each other's corpses to try to get on it. Well, at least a lot of the Citadel's population would. The different militaries would be more likely to try to seize the ship in the hopes of figuring out how it worked so that they could replicate the method of jumping dimensions. This would be pointless as the Sliding tech wasn't ready yet so I was the means of accessing another universe not the ship.
"How many are there?" I asked.
It wasn't the guard who answered.
"Five of us," a male quarian said "We have already submitted ourselves to screening measures"
Once I'd opened the door of the fancy apartment the sole male of the group came over to greet me.
"Captain Gothic, my name is Ron'Raelas" he said while putting his hand out for a shake.
I shook his hand and as I did something odd struck me.
"No ship name?" I asked.
Quarian names normally have Vas or Nar before the name of the ship they were born on or served on.
"No," said Ron'Raelas "I haven't been part of the Migrant fleet for over thirty years. I came to the Citadel during my Pilgrimage and made my fortune, then I met my wife, and we have two daughters".
He was now motioning his family forward. The wife was dressed soberly like her husband, but the two younger female quarians were in colourful suits. Somehow I got the impression that they dressed in such colourful manners as some act of teenage rebellion.
"This is my wife Yilu', and my two daughters, Saanu and Jemmu," he told me "My girls were born here on the Citadel so they never had any ship names".
I'd not thought about it before, but there must be whole families of quarians that don't live as part of the Migrant Fleet. Not all of them must return from their pilgrimages, perhaps they settle down and get jobs that they do well at due to their skills with technology, met others who don't go back, marry and have children. If you have enough money it would be possible to live very well on this station despite the view of quarians that we held by other races in this galaxy.
"How do you know about me?" I asked.
"In the past, I worked for Matriarch Nyoll D'laris," the man of the family informed me "You aren't the first person from another universe to be discovered, you're just the first to fly to the Citadel in an alien ship. I have a few friends in the department, and they gave me a chance to come and speak with you".
My success with the space station Deep Space Nine had given the impression that I could travel freely. Clearly I was wrong and next time I tried to dock at a space station, perhaps it would be wiser, in the future to be honest about who I was, and my intentions right from the start.
"I see, well, make yourselves comfortable" I offered.
The quarians youths went and sat on the floor, and I couldn't help noticing how intently they were staring at me felt, I couldn't see their eyes, for some reason quarians hide their faces with tinted masks, but I could feel their eyes on me. They were very, very curious about me, and that made a lot of sense if they knew that I came from another universe.
"So what do you want to speak to me about?" I wondered.
I had a fair idea already.
"When I spoke with Matriarch D'laris, she was able to spare me a few moments, she informed me of her plans, knowing that I would keep quiet about them" the male quarian was now saying "She couldn't make any promises, but she did allow to me with you so I could ask you directly to take my daughters, Saanu and Jemmu, with you when you leave our universe".
Actually this was less than I had been expecting. I had imagined that this father and husband would want this entire family saved.
"Just your daughters?" I asked.
"My wife and I have lived full lives," the father of the two quarians youths said to me "besides we're needed here for the war effort, and I can die content knowing that my little girls don't die with me".
Well, that I could easily understand, and I suspected that both the parents were involved in some government intelligence organisation that involved synthetics as the quarians were well known to be skilled with that sort of technology, and it would explain their connection to the department, the asari who ran it must have been worried about AI invaders from another universe.
"Both Saanu and Jemmu are engineers, and very skilled with starship technology," said their father "they would make fine additions to your crew".
A tempting offer, but I didn't need crew, Kaylee was learning fast about how the Outrider worked and what the astromechs couldn't handle then Ahsoka could.
"I don't have much room on my ship," I told the father "and quarians can't even eat human food. Keeping them fed could be a problem".
Ron'Raelas had clearly prepared for these arguments.
"Please Captain" he pleaded "I know that your ship is much larger than it appears. You have the room, and my girls can look after themselves".
With their skills and my resources, they might be able to set up a safe space for themselves inside the hotel, they must have ways of getting out of those suits if they really needed to. I might even be able to find a way to help with that and as for food, I had a replicator that should be able to provide for them.
"They are both very well behaved" Ron'Raelas assured me "They might not be flotilla born, but they are quarians and have great respect for their captain. They will perform any task you ask of them. Anything, as long as it doesn't endanger them".
I didn't ignore the stress he put on the word 'Anything' and while it seemed odd for any farther to even suggest such a thing, they weren't humans and didn't have human ethics, and they were desperate. Giving the matter some thought I figured that a couple of quarians in my service wouldn't be such a bad thing. I could use their help with all the tech, and Kaylee might like having a couple of engineers who answered to her. I might even get a bigger ship in the future once Fred figured out the Sliding Tech and we could make big portals, then I would need good engineers.
"They'll need to be ready to go within a couple of days," I told Ron'Raelas "Make sure they have everything they need as they might not ever be coming back".
Since the Citadel was taken by the Reapers and moved to Earth in Mass Effect 3 it seemed likely that the two quarian youths would have no home to return to even if the war was won, but if needs be I'd take them to Rannoch. Assuming the quarians won the war and Reapers didn't kill everyone.
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Deep Space Nine. Star Trek Galaxy.
Wisely I'd decided to leave the diplomacy to the Asari Matriarch that had been sent with us on this mission. The woman could be a thousand years old and even the Vulcans ambassadors within the Federation wouldn't be able to match the asari leader for the sheer amount of experience she'd have. I had no doubt that she would be able to get the Federation to agree to settle as many asari as I chose to bring to this galaxy, and save me the trouble of explaining that I could move a small ship from one universe to another.
Perhaps that would draw some attention to my ship and crew, but our trips to the station were erratic, and soon we'd have no reason to return here any time soon, so I wasn't too worried about someone kidnapping part of my harem or stealing the ship as part of an effort to figure out how we travelled so far. Not that this concerned me at all right now as I was in a set of guest quarters with five asari who would be among the first to settle in this universe should everything go to plan. They might soon be on their way to Earth or some other diversely-populated Federation planet.
To humans at least, the asari appeared to be female, with bodies feminine in form and voices that sound female. Even among the asari, many individual asari were referred to as "she" and "her" Asari also made use of feminine titles like "huntress" and "matriarch" and asari offspring are referred to as "daughters", however since they lacked any males in their species calling them females was somewhat wrong. Or perhaps it wasn't since they gave birth and produced breast milk for their young.
One of the differences between human females and asari is that the aliens can mate and successfully reproduce with any other gender or species through a form of parthenogenesis. Although they have one gender, they are not asexual and do in fact require a partner to reproduce. However, asari reproduction is very different from other forms of sexual reproduction. An asari provides two copies of her own genes to her offspring, one of which is passed on unaltered.
The second set of genes is altered in a unique process called melding, also known as the joining or the union. During melding, the eyes of the asari initiating the meld dilate and turn black as she consciously attunes her nervous system to her partner's, sending and receiving electrical impulses directly through the skin, Effectively, the asari and her partner briefly become one unified nervous system, sharing memories, thoughts, and feelings. The offspring is always an asari, regardless of the species or sex of the "father" and in the case that the offspring is of two asari, the father is the one who does not give birth.
To me, it seemed that you couldn't actually be a father to an asari in any biological sense and that they didn't need males at all, as such I didn't dismiss the offer of melding with all five of them, they were apparently eager to get pregnant, so as to start populating this galaxy with more of their own kind. I'd decided to go with it since all they needed from me was to join our nervous systems, and that was it. However, while the melding didn't have to be a sexual this could involve sex, and if didn't work there were plenty of humanoids around here for them to try it with.
"Me and my friends, we've really wanted to try human cock since your race came on the scene" one the asari soldiers in the group of five let me know as she began to undress "and I think you should have the privilege of fathering the first asari to be born in this universe. You might have saved our entire race".
I'd saved versions of Earth before, or at least I remembered doing so, and for sure I'd played a major role in stopping the Sisterhood of Jhe from opening the Hellmouth, and since I did seem to be getting my reward for that good deed, it was nice to know that karma wasn't just good for biting you in the ass. Sometimes you did get rewarded for good deeds you performed.
"What's your name?" I asked
The asari who was now giving a striptease show, smiled at me, before replying.
"Nyayra D'nato" she told me "and I going to show you why the asari rule the galaxy".
To no surprise, this temptress was without panties, and she brought her bare, wet pussy as close to my face as she could while standing before me. After letting me get a good look she went down to my knees so that she could remove my cock from my trousers. Then she began licking and sucking on it. She wasn't going to waste any time in getting to the action.
"How is it?" asked one of her sister.
The other asari were also now undressing, each of them smiled at me as I looked them up and down, and they made sure I got a good view.
"A lot smaller then a Krogan, but that's a good thing from where I'm kneeling and feels nicer than a Turian's," Nyayra told her friends as she began to titfuck me "It's warmer and softer than a turian's. If from what I've heard human men fit inside our cunts nicely, and the women of their race are a lot like us, nice curves and they get very wet when aroused".
She looked at me.
"I wonder if the goddess made you humans to please us," she said.
Considering that I'd read debates on the net about how asari must have started off as a race of sex slaves it seemed odd for one of them to comment on how humans seemed ideally suited to pleasing asari. But since most of my blood supply was elsewhere right now I didn't think on it much.
"Do you tit fuck Turians a lot?" one of the now naked asari asked.
Nyayra ignored that remark.
"We watched some of your planet's porn to find out what you humans might be into," she told me "You have some fun ideas".
I was amused to hear that.
"You watched our porn?" I asked.
"Yes we did," said Nyayra "Now its time to Meld".
She straddled my lap, with my cock now inside her tight, wet, blue cunt.
"Get ready" she warned "Embrace eternity!".
What happened next was something I simply didn't have words for.