"text" Speech understandable from the POV
"text" Speech not understandable to POV
'Text' Thinking
'Text' Quotation
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"Sir, looks like the unknown forces are evacuating, shall we let them escape?" A Turian gunner asked.
"Shoot them if they fly towards the Mass Gate" Sparatus replied.
"Roger," The gunner replied before continuing the order to the other gunners. Watching the screen in front of him he inspected the damage, they had lost around 27 fighters to only 3 of the 4 enemy fighters destroyed. The enemy fighters had somehow done rapid jumps from place to place, much similar to a FTL drive but able to be utilized in dogfighting. One of the fighters had even managed to fire a barrage of missiles at a bigger ship causing extreme damage to the outer hull. Sparatus was surprised by this, it bypassed their shields? Continuing to read the various reports he found one done by one of the boarding teams, what he read next got him choking. Several mechanized infantry was found in the structure, some not being much bigger than 1.8 meters, a few towering up to a little more than 7 meters. Dragging a picture up from a folder in the report he got a picture of one of them. The robot was at least 8 meters with a hulking body, written on the armor of it was some sort of text. 'IMC - OGRE'.
The few translator that were in the fleet had already begun translating what they could, and they had to do it quickly. In one of the reports done by a Turian Combat Specialist, or TCS. Had captured several unknown soldiers and presumably scientists. And by everything, they looked just like Asari in terms of body structure and so on. But there were a few key differences, one of them was that the aliens did not have blue skin, but instead varied between a whitish color and a brown to dark color. Another difference was the fact that this unknown race had hair. But by far the most important one, was the fact that this species had males.
Some of them had robotic arms, Sparatus could only think of one reason for something like this. This was a species that opted heavily into Military structure judging by the advanced gear they had captured from the unknown enemy.
Pressing a button on his commpad on his chair, he was answered with a voice. "Yes General Sparatus?"
"I would like to see some of the prisoners as soon as possible." He responded.
"Yes sire, we will notify you when we have a decent understanding of their language."
/
Chatter… Was not having a good time. He had gotten separated from Venom and the others when an explosion knocked over a wall preventing him from going through without exposing himself to the outer space. Now, he had been captured by some weird ass looking aliens. They talked in some sort of strange language. One of the 'Metal faces' as he had heard one of the other captured IMC units call them walked over to him and grabbed his shoulders.
"HANDS OFF MOTHERFUCKER." Chatter yelled before headbutting the alien in the face sending it scrambling backwards with its nose bleeding. Another one ran towards Chatter with some sort of electrified baseball bat swinging it towards him. Just dodging it he kicked the alien between the legs and did a quick spin kick to the side of its head knocking it unconcious.
He felt a shock in his sides and felt two arms grip around him, yelling he cast himself backwards into the wall squishing the alien that had tried to grab him. Another one charged towards him but a simple uppercut took care of that. The remaining aliens had obviously gotten the lesson that it may be a bad idea to attack a generation 10 Titan Pilot relatively unarmed… Scratch that, they may be getting the idea that it would be suicide.
"ANYONE ELSE FEEL LIKE GRABBING ME WITHOUT MY PERMISSION?" He yelled angrily at the aliens who were now chatting through their commlink. Not sooner four aliens bursted through the door, shooting at Chatter. He felt the four projectiles hit him before he felt a shockwave raze throughout his body.
"T-tazers? Not fair…" He muttered before he fell unconscious.
/
The evacuation ships broke out of the jump, the few medics they had were attending to the wounded. Venom was pissed, beyond pissed. One of his teammates had been captured by those aliens, he had lost his last squad in a horrible way, not this one, not over his dead fucking body. They had to warn the colony, Shanxi could be in grave danger if not. Walking up to the cockpit he found the commlink.
"This is callsign Venom, designation Cobra Africa seven four nine six." He said, "Colony Shanxi do you copy?"
A buzzer was heard over the radio before a young female voice was heard, "This is colony Shanxi, we copy Venom."
"Roger, you should be advised, hostile alien forces attacked the research base we were stationed upon. We believe they may try to gain a foothold in the frontier by capturing Shanxi."
"You're serious aren't you?" The female voice answered to which Venom responded with a short yes, "Alright, I'll get the colony commander, you should speak to him."
The line then again did a buzzer signalling that the colony had cut the signal. "Call me when they call back, alright?" The pilot responded with an affirmative nod. Walking away from the cockpit he found his two squad members, "You two alright?"
Cypher looked up at him, "Yeah, my Ogre took some accidental fragmentation, but otherwise I'm fine… Can't say the same about KitKat here though."
"What's wrong with her?" Venom asked as Kitkat whimpered.
"She got shot by one of those aliens when she tried to help out a grunt," Cypher asked, "The doctors say she is okay for now, but she still has a bit of pain."
"Do we have any stim?" Venom asked.
"No," Cypher responded sadly as she looked at Venom.
"Damn," Venom said.
/
"General Sparatus?" A voice asked over the commlink.
"Yes?" He responded.
"One of the prisoners single handed knocked out four of our men, the prisoner was unarmed." The voice said.
"What?" Sparatus asked.
"The prisoner is unconscious at the moment and have been taken to the research labs here to find out more about the species. The prisoner also shoved extreme agility and brutality while yelling angrily in his native language."
"Very well, make sure the other prisoners are secured as well, I don't want anyone of my men or the prisoners to die before we can interrogate them." Sparatus answered back
"Roger," The voice responded back, "Also General?"
"Yes?" Sparatus asked.
"The translators have translated a video package left back at the unknown station"
"Send it to me."
/
Chatter slowly began to wake up, his head hurt like hell. His vision was blurry and fuzzy, coughing he raised his head. He felt a hand press down on his chest, the hand belonging to a metal face. Snapping his eyes fully open he began to struggle in vain. They had given him some form of sedation. His struggles slowed down and he let out a yawn before letting himself be laid back into whatever he was laying on.
"There we go," The metal face said, not that Chatter could understand him, "Nice and easy."
Chatter just did a semi aggressive grunt as he laid down. His mind was still cloudy and head hurt like an Ogre decided to use him as a bouncy castle. The metal face walked up to him and began looking at him, picking up a device of some kind the metal face began fiddling with it. Eventually the metal face spoke again, "Do you understand me?"
"You speak english?" Chatter asked shocked.
"Hmm, translators did a good job with our limited information on your language primitive." The doctor said.
"Primitive?" Chatter asked.
"You don't use Mass Relays." The doctor replied simply.
"Mass Relays?" Chatter asked, "You mean the Gate?"
"Is that what you call it?" The doctor asked.
"The Gate itself is only known as the Gate, what you attacked was Shadowbase, an IMC research station." Chatter replied.
"IMC?" The doctor asked again.
"It stands for 'Shut up, I think you've heard enough." Chatter replied as he sprung up grabbing a chair and slammed it into the doctor's head sending him to the floor. "Never underestimate a Titan Pilot, much less a generation 10." He said to the doctor before punching him in the face knocking him out. Looking around he found a vent, punching through it he climbed into it. He had no other way.
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The video package was received not much later. The other high ranking officials had gathered around the meeting table, each Turian looking at the screen.
"So, during our assault on the alien base we managed to recover a video package from what we assume were the barracks. Our translaters have finally translated it, you have all been called here to view this video and then after this we begin our assault on the planet which we believe that the aliens fled to."
The other Turians agreed, Sparatus began the video.
[ORIGINAL TITANFALL OST COSMOLOGY]
The video began with what the high ranking officers assumed to be the homeworld of the new alien species, peaceful music played alongside with various clips of people minding their own business. It then clipped to be some sort of rocket, which was being launched into space. Video clips of satellites passing planets the peaceful music playing alongside. The video then cut to some sort of lab with a giant metal cylinder laying in the middle.
"After decades of setbacks, scientists have finally found a way to fold space and time…" A male news reporter said in the video. The Turians did their version of raising an eyebrow at the statement, folding space and time? It would certainly explain the lack of Mass Cores in the few ships they had recovered from the space station.
The video cut to a spaceship of an odd design. The three giant engines in the back lightening up before the ship entered jump. They saw the ship pass numerous stars before finally exiting jump in front of a planet. The video cut to two fighter planes of some kind scouting the planet. Cutting again they same a few spaceships fly by a planet and several moons.
"Space explores have found a dense zone of habitable planets and everyone is calling it a new frontier!" A female voice said.
The video cut to the surface of an unknown planet before a roaring like sound was heard and a massive spaceship jumped in over the surface blowing up dust. A single spaceship flying towards a planet with skies circling in. A giant spaceship flying over a rainforest with fighters escorting it.
Numerous spaceships flying with even more fighter support. "Doctor Hammond, now as I understand it, the IMC's Demeter station is vital for travel between the core and the frontier." The video cut to what appeared to be a planet wide military station responsible for refueling ships.
Video cut to massive ships readying guns, music amping up in tensity. Zooming in on a planet. Before zooming out and seamingly half of the planets surface lighten up in a series of explosions. "Decade long tensions exploded into all out war on the frontier today." Military ships flying over a city bombing the military infrastructure. Numerous weapons being loaded, "The group calling themselves the Frontier Militia have conducted numerous raids on IMC garrisons." A male voice said while machines of some sort seemed to load another machine up with gear, its shape still not identifiable. "Vice admiral Graves, you and McAllan have a history of succesful operations against the Militia, what do you think made him betray you?" The camera again cut to the giant mech being loaded, a split second showing an IMC Titan Pilot climbing into it.
Various cuts to spaceships shoot it out. Fighters performing some of the most advanced dogfighting maneuvers. More ships jumping in front of a planet, "Short on fuel and supplies, the First Militia fleet is unlike to survive its next encounter with the First IMC Frontier Fleet also known as the Remnant fleet housing millions of soldiers deployed on hundreds of worlds to protect IMC resources." A female voice again said. The camera again cut to the mech, the floor opening up, light shining through. The music began to reach a climax and the video clip cut out.
Sinking some spit in his throat, Sparatus turned to the other officers, "We may have attacked a species in the middle of a civil war, and we attacked the ones winning it."
The Turians remained silent, their heads all thinking the same. 'Spirits, what have we done?'.
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Hi everyone, I am sorry for the shorter chapter and I will try to make up for it in the next one where we will hopefully see IMC forces and Turian forces battle it out Titanfall style! I am also aware of the new titanfall BR and I'm just saying, I really like the lore. So, you can consider the outlands cannon for this story. Now let's get onto the reviews.
R: Johnwolf234: IMC the good guys? Okay, seeya.
A: I made the IMC the more good guys in this story due to me wanting to set it during TF1, and let's just say it, the IMC are way better in titanfall 1 than in titanfall 2.
R:guest woah, woah, woah!
several thousand ships if not including fighters?
that is a ridiculous amount of ships for both an IMC fleet or for a small Turian fleet.
you may wanna change the numbers to make it closer to lore (unless of course you going to go make the number equivalent to basically Warhammer 40k)
A: As I said, I ramped the size of the frontier up a lot, we are talking thousands of class 1 garden worlds under IMC control, and the Frontier isn't fully explored yet. And if you didnt guess this is a HUMANITY FUCK YEAH story.
R: ChaosGodLizea: I love it.
May Chaos Guide You,
Chaos God Lizea
A: Thank you very much.
R: Crescent Glaive:
The only race in ME to have what might count as a super dreadnought by ME standards, is the Asari made and owned Destiny Ascension. And even that near bankrupted thw whole economy of the Asari as a whole... So that's a no no to Turians having SUPER DREADNOUGHTS.
In ME the bigger the ship, the harder it is to make a ME core for the vessel. So again, Super dreadnoughts, are a big NOPE
A: Thanks for explaining it, I will make sure I do not make such a mistake again. But for the IMC super dreadnoughts are possible due to them not using Mass Effect tech to power their ships.
R: Th3DarkAngel:
I've really gotten into this, I can't wait for when the Mass Effect people learn that these are not your run of the mill smugglers. Keep up the good work!
A: Yeah, this aint your usual smugglers… heh heh, thanks mate.