Overlord Effect

by oblivon2991

With the arrival of the Shinigami and his enforcer came hardship. With hardship came equality. With careful planning came advancement. With advancement, the civilization thrived. And when a fantasy based civilization met an another one? What's then? What happens when the Sorcerer Kingdom met the galactic community? The Reapers? (AU with a lot of OC'S! Beware! XD) HIATUS until fn.

2. First contact? Rather First Blow up!

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Primarch Fedorian. Proud Primarch of the Turian Hierarchy more than one human decade. Under his long-time of service, he never backed down from the challenges. Not even under the First contact war with the humans.

He just kept pushing and pushing the frontline. Even when he and his men was on the brink of defeat under the First Contact war in Shanxi. He was always in the first in the line. He fought on the ground beside his men as every Turian leader in the Turian history.

In that time, he was just a freshly named Mayor who had to prove his worth as a leader. Despite his considerable young age, he always kept himself to the saying. 'You will only see a Turian's back when he is dead.'

With these thoughts and his pride, he went to his work every day. With these ideas, he served his race interests. The betterment of the galaxy.

Despite he was the Primarch of the Turian Hierarchy. As one of the higher ranked, person according to the Turian hierarchical system. He had not has many actions anymore as before. He had to sit behind his desk day after day, care about the annoying political problems and the paperwork day after day.

Of course, as every Turian he often honed his skills in the case if it comes the time of an emergency he can swing into action immediately. But in the state of the galactic political situation and the current situation of the military strength of the Turian and the other council races military. (Asari, salarian and human). It is almost impossible under these circumstances for him to get some normal action nowadays.

His nowadays filled with debriefings, reports, approve government cases, oversee important political and military decisions and of course to report to the Councillor if anything important happening what can affect the peace of the galaxy.

The last time when such case happened when two years ago a huge Geth dreadnought and many lesser cruiser class Geth ship broke through the council fleets and wrecked the whole citadel. Alongside with the big portion of the citadel defense fleet. Still, the only case when he can get some action if the enemy directly attacks their home system or in the worst case of scenario Palaven herself.

As he went through his holo mails in his office, he suddenly heard a beeping sound from his holo-terminal. The link where the popped up window shown was his private secured shielded channel. Seeing this he tapped a few buttons on his haptic interface, and his door and his office windows sealed themselves.

He pushed an another button, and the holographic face of an another Turian appeared before him. The Turian who he faced wore strange tribal painting on his face. Similar to the ones what he wore personally. "Yes? Do you have something report?" he asked in a serious tone.

"Sir! We discovered a freshly activated relay near our mining outpost." Explained the Turian general for him. Namely. After the activation of the relay, the Turian officers who oversaw the operation first reported to the appointed superiors and then those to those superiors. Following the usual military procedure.

In the end, the message reached him.

"Where is the relay."

"I send you the coordinates and what we managed to find out immediately Sir!" reported the Turian general and seemingly typed something in his side. A moment later he received a big data package accompanied by a beeping sound what contained the data what they managed to collect. Under the short time.

The Primarch hastily went through the data and nodded. "Did something came through the relay?"

"Only a probe like an item Sir! But when we tried to recover it. The probe immediately self-destructed itself." Explained the Turian general who faced the Primarch.

"Did it sent out any distress call before it destroyed itself."

The Turian general shook his head. "No, Sir! We did not receive any signal from that probe. It was most likely only for data gathering and its self-destroyed itself because of a malfunction what the crossing of the relay caused."

The Primarch nodded to his general. "I see… Carry on. Call additional support and monitor every traffic in or out from the relay and the system. I will report our findings to the council. After that. We will make the necessary steps."

The Turian on the other side saluted. "Sir!" and with that, the Primarch terminated the connection.

After the screen had disappeared the Primarch sighed. "Just what we needed." Then he proceeded and called Councillor Sparatus. Sparatus rank wise was not above him. But he was the Turian Councillor. And according to the new protocol. Every new dormant relay activity what was under the council space authority. Had to be reported to the Councillors directly. So, they can make the necessary decisions.

Not as if they made a fast decision. They will most likely sit on this case as well as everything else. Meanwhile, the four council members sat in their luxurious office and attended various parties.

He immediately called Sparatus and debriefed him about his people's finding. Under their conversation. Despite his always respectful tone. The Turian Councillor continuously questioned if his information really valid or the great Primarch fell victim of a simple forgery.

So he requested more information. The Primarch gritted his mandibles in his anger but said nothing in retort. To not trust the Primarch of his own nation! It was a great insult towards the Turian Hierarchy itself.

He almost lost his head and challenged the Councillor to a duel referring to offending his honor. But instead of this. (However just barely.) He swallowed his pride and waited a few more hours and requested more proof to strengthen his claim.

But after he received the required information. Finally, he had a solid proof for his claims. The nearby Turian forces even managed to recover an another probe what came out of the relay a few hours later of the first. What his soldiers immediately brought back to Palaven to a secret government lab and started its analyzation.

If an another advanced civilization lies through the relay what may pose a threat. They had to analyze their technology as fast as they can and work out an effective way to fight them off. After he had received the data package, he can finally convince him about the Mass Relay what was active for now more than ten hours.

Thanks to their own Councillor untrustworthiness they wasted too much precious time.

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Scene Change: Milky Way: Serpent Nebula star cluster: Widow system: Citadel:

Sparatus. Turian council member. He just finished his speak with the Primarch. He sat down and ran through the second package of data what the Prímarch sent him. When he ran through the data and the reports he finally accepted. The Primarch was right all along.

Deep inside he knew he gravely violated the honor of Priamrch Fedorian when he first got the news from him. And he regretted his decision not to trust him when they speak the activated relay at first.

But despite his deep respect towards him he can't risk revealing false information before the council. That would stain the trustworthiness of the council and himself. Being the galactic government head, they can't risk such thing. Most of the people did not trust them already, and the Batarians even tried to assassinate them years ago.

No one said it in loud, but they were on the verge of collapse. One major misuse their power, and others from their species can easily replace them.

However, he hated being the bad guy as according to his information sources Shepard often called him. But with more vulgar words. He hated being that guy who always brings bad news to others. But for the peace of the galactic community, he endured it. He endured it and made the right decision. The right decision according to him. And hoped his decision benefit for the many. His people.

After he completely inspected the new information's what he got, and the newly arrived information's about the newly captured probe what the Turian scientist already started to analyze. He sent the data to his fellow Councillors and asked them an emergency holocall.

Soon his console began to beep. He stood before his holo projector and pushed down a few symbols on its haptic interface. The Human, Asari and salarian council members holographic form immediately appeared before him.

"Did you get the data package?" asked Sparatus with a raw way.

"Yes, we acquired the information what you sent us through our secure channel. According to the information what you sent us. The new Mass Relay activated more than ten hours ago." Explained Councillor Valern the salarian Councillor.

Anderson looked at Sparatus with a judging look. "If it is true why you did not contact us before!? It was plenty of time to a possible threat to emerge. We need to make the necessary precautions!"

"Councillor Anderson. I am sure Councillor Sparatus has the reason why he contacted us later than the protocols prescribe." Councillor Tevos the Asari Councillor as always tried to keep up the peace between her colleagues.

"I needed to confirm the details first. I can't just let false information start to spread." Explained the Turian Councillor.

"Fair enough." Said Valern as he looked to his Turian collage. "We received the information package what you sent us, and I already sent a few STG agents to the system to monitor the situation."

Sparatus nodded. "We still need to send forces to the region. We don't know what lies on the other side."

"Do you want an another first contact scenario Councillor Sparatus!? You know what happened when the Turians first met the humans!" Interjected Anderson with an angry tone.

Sparatus thought the case about a moment. But before he could open his mouth Valern vouched for him. "I agree with Councillor Sparatus precaution. However, we don't want to start a war with the species of the other side. We definitely needed a more military presence in the star cluster. We don't know the intentions of those who opened the dormant relay. Who knows. They may be worse than the rachni."

"We don't know that for surely Valern. A hostile civilization would not send probes trough the relay. They would automatically start the invasion of the system." Explained the Asari Councillor.

"Maybe they just experimenting how to use the relay. According to the human history. When we first found the relay near the Pluto, we did the same thing. It would be a suicide just to send living beings through it without they know how to use it properly." Interjected Anderson.

"Then we need to send an envoy to them to discuss the terms." Said her idea Tevos.

"No, that would be too risky for our diplomats. Sending them to an unknown possible hostile territory. Suicide in the best case. Maybe a few probes controlled by a VI what carries our wish of negotiations?" came up with his idea with the salarian Councillor.

Sparatus hummed. "Maybe that would work. But we still need reinforced military presence in the area."

Anderson nodded. "Agreed."

"And a diplomatic envoy near the relay of course. So we can immediately start the cultural exchange and the negotiations." Said Tevos hastily.

"I don't like the idea at all stationing diplomats near a previously dormant relay. What if something unrespecting happening?" warned them Sparatus with an angry tone.

"Hmm. We had to take the risk. However, like you, I don't like either the idea risking salarian diplomat life as well. It may cause negative political backwinds."

The console started to beep in Sparatus office. The Turian Councillor looked at his screen and saw the emergency watermark on it. "A moment, please. I got a message of urgency."

Tevos nodded. "Very well. I ordain an hour break." The three other Councillors nodded and pushed a button on their haptic interfaces before them.

Sparatus opened the channel, and Primarch Fedorian appeared on his screen. "Councillor. I have a few bad news for you."

"Proceed." Said the Councillor.

"We discovered a few more probes what passed the relay. First, they seemed inactive like the one our scientist already investigating. But…" The Primarch looked away with an expression on his face what can be seen as anger.

"But?" asked back Sparatus suspiciously.

"But. It seemed the aliens equipped with these probes with some kind of self-destruction devices as before. But now they seemingly managed to calibrate them to explode near our cruisers. Crippling five of them in the process killing four transporter pilots and hundreds of soldiers! This is an act of war Sparatus! The most coward way to start a war! However, you see it!" Retorted the Primarch angrily. As he sent the damage report to the Turian Councillor.

"Maybe it was just an accident." Explained Sparatus as he ran through the damage report.

"An accident!? Four times after each other!? NO, Sparatus. Accidents did not happen four times after each other! If you don't do something, then I will do something and send a few fleets to teach these trespassers a lesson!"

Sparatus was silent for a moment. He thought about his options. Then bowed his head. He doubted many times the Primarch. But it is not the time of doubt anymore. The time of act came. "You are right Fedorian. I will let the council know this act of war immediately. They will not get away with this." Firmness moved in his voice.

"You better convince the council about further steps, or I may have to step up myself!" with that the Primarch terminated the connection.

Sparatus sighed in an exhausted tone. "This gets better and better." Then he turned back to his console and called back his fellow council members.

A few minutes later the holographic projectors in his room dimmed into life, and Sparatus faced again with the three other council members. "Yes, Sparatus. The break officially isn't over. Something happened?" asked Tevos. The Salarian and human Councillor watched him with eager eyes.

Sparatus took a deep breath and started his explanation. "The Primarch just let me know the hostile act of the enemy."

"Hostile act? Please explain." Inquired Councillor Valern wanting to know more explanation.

"According to the Primarch, the hostile forces from the other side. Calibrated their probes self-destruction to trigger when they are close to our cruisers. Crippling five of them and killing hundreds of soldiers whose was aboard the ships."

"Maybe the probes were only malfunctioned. It sometimes happens ours as well." Explained Tevos. "We need to clear this misunderstanding with the other side immediately!"

"Misunderstanding!? Four times!? They murdered hundreds of innocent soldiers with the most coward way! Killing them when they dod not expecting it! And they crippled five cruisers in the process! Five cruisers!" The Turian Councillor lost his head hearing Tevos calm tone.

"Sparatus. Please calm down. You need to think with a clear head." Warned him Tevos.

Sparatus breathed deeply. "You are right. I am sorry. But we still can't let this act of aggression without an answer!"

"I agree. Either way. If what Sparatus said is true. We need to prepare for the worse. I advise defensive tactic. Send a few probes through the relay to assess the enemy fleet forces in the other side. Then we can determine the fleet size what we need to send to repel the invaders and force them behind negotiations tables." Explained Valern.

"It is a dangerous step. The reapers are closer and closer to the galaxy with each day. We should prepare for the worse instead of fight amongst each other. Or maybe this is an act of diversion from the part of the Reapers to divide us? Yes, that would be them. As Shepard explained to me before she died. The Prothean VI explained her the reapers tactic. "

Anderson thought back Shepard explanation what the Prothean VI said to her.

"The reapers always used divide and conquer tactic in the previous cycles. What if they seeing their previous plan is not working trying to diverse our attention from the more important things? But it is an another enemy we can't let it just rampage only a few jump away from Earth. We need to put them down as fast as possible and concentrate our efforts to strengthen our defense. We have enough worry about the disappearing colonists already. But what if the two case is connected?" as thought about this Anderson and idea came in his mind.

"The case still need more examination. But if what Sparatus said is really true. We need to prepare for the worse. However, after the battle of the citadel. Our forces are still under rebuilding." Explained Anderson.

Sparatus was a little surprised seeing his human colleague agree with him. Still, it was a good feeling for him humans not only care about themselves. But the benefit of the galactic community.

Tevos nodded. "Then let's vote about how we handle the situation."

The voting screen jumped up before them, and each of them pushed a button of their vote on the haptic interface before them.

"Then it's decided. We send the necessary force to guard the relay. And ensure the successfulness of the negotiations if it's necessary. If the other forces acted hostile and did not give any explanation. Then we make the necessary steps to force them to negotiate with as less victim as possible." Reminded her colleagues Tevos.

Anderson and Valern nodded. However, Sparatus not entirely agreed with the plan. After the assessment of strength, they could simply start their system invasion and dealt with the problem in its roots. According to him, this was a simple waste of time.

With that, the conversation ended, and the three holographic form of the three Councillors disappeared from Sparatus room.

The TurianCouncillor clenched his fists trying to swallow his anger and opened an another channel to inform the Primarch about the council decision.

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Scene Change: Omega Sparrow system Home of the Sorcerer Kingdom: Near the Archon relay:

Around the always steady Archon relay. Numerous ships floated. Amongst them, the biggest released Executioner Class Heavy Dreadnought with their impressive two and a half kilometer massive yet slender form to the 200 meters long and fifty meters wide Demon class frigates. The first expedition fleet was fully prepared to depart

Their shields, weapons, and hangars were fully packed with fighters what if needed can be controlled by separate Ai what was designed only for such cases. But can be controlled from the command ship by the captain giving them orders him or herself.

They can be also piloted individually. Of course, the mere diversion probes what's goal was to simply confuse the enemy scanners and fly into the little openings on the hostile ship's body were too small to be piloted. The probes either detonating themselves causing heavy internal damage or placing teleportation tethers inside of the enemy ships when they flew inside of them. Making it possible to ground forces teleported inside of the ship without the risks of they end up inside of a wall.

They were too small to controlled by any living organic being but as said before. It was not their purpose. Their sizes were around a smaller smart car.

Of course, according to the first contact protocol. If they met other intelligent civilization or species. Their main direction was to made a peaceful contact. Only using force if it's absolutely necessary.

A twenty light-minutes away from the relay. A two-kilometre-long space station floated around the closest planet moon. Numerous seemingly civilian ship docked in it. The civilians apparently wanted to be present in the historical moment no matter the consequence. Everyone in the space station and the huge one-kilometre-long luxurious tourists class ships wanted to be present in the historical event.

Of course, as in every civilization. The Sorcerer Kingdom also has its the richer and poorer citizens. But the king and the Parliament paid close attention to everyone got adequate tuition and opportunities in their life to step higher on the social ladder.

Most of the luxurious ships floated closer to the border of the safe zone. Where the army draw the line for the civilian vehicles. A little closer to the relay behind the second fleet floated a miniature temporary space station what was only built to receive the reporters from the various TV, radio and maginet channels. Who's wanted to broadcast the event in the live feed.

The various reporters from the various channels bombarded with their questions with the spokesman of the Sorcerer Kingdom's military. Thurber Netley. He was a Beastman. Despite his race nature what was very hot headed. Strangely he was more civilized in that way he rather negotiated and conversed with others than fight.

The bulky muscular Beastman spokesman trimmed and brushed his fur directly for this occasion. He stood with his two paws and grabbed the podium before himself with his hands. What's were adorned with sharp claws what can open a simple man guts at any time if he decides to swing his hands in towards those whose irritated him.

His head was like a lion and his shining sharp yellow eyes seemingly pierced through anyone who looked in his brown eyes. His mouth was full of vicious looking sharp teeth's what could easily frighten any children who did not know him and bite out a big chunk from anyone close enough.

Despite this, no one feared him because he was a popular and intelligent spokesman who can speak out himself every rough situation and can dance around every embarrassing question what a reporter could throw at him.

One his two sides two guards stood whose could control the crowd if the case requires it.

As he answered an another question, a black oval shaped gate appeared behind him out of nowhere. Everyone knew what this meant. One of the Supreme Being or one of their vassal will personally come to see them. Everyone awed seeing the black oval shaped gate what was often spokes tale in their legends.

Showing respect towards the forty-one everyone kneeled down in the atrium where the was the reporters gathered to asks away their questions.

Row kneeled after row. Seeing the oval gate, even the guards in the room and Netley kneeled down. Closing his eye and bowing his head towards the ground.

Through the time-space tear, a slender figure stepped out shrouded with her black general uniform what was completed with her black general military cap, long coat and black katana what time to time emitted black and white fog.

Her long white hair was neatly stitched together. Her beautiful young face could easily melt away every men and women heart no matter the race. Her heterochromatic red and white eyes with vantablack sclera seemingly stared into your soul. Draining all life from you. Yet, when you looked at her wide, cheerful smile and beautiful face, every particle of drained life returned to you. Making her appearance reassuring, calming. Yet gaining her respect, awe and for her enemy's fear.

"Hey guys!" she said cheerfully as she waved her hands towards the crowd.

"We welcome you Supreme Enforcer!" Everyone said in unison in the atrium.

She leaned downward in a depressed expression. "Now you just make me depressed. You all know I don't like this title." She did not get answer the people in the chamber still kneeled before her.

She sighed in an exhausted way. "I hate this so much… I can't speak people normally." She thought.

She shook her head. "Rise." She said in a tired tone.

Everyone rose to standing position. "What can we thank the honor to greet you in our presence Supreme One?" asked Netley, the spokesman of the military.

Esdeath turned to him and looked around while she kept up her usual sweet, cheerful smile. "Of course to answer a few question Unfortunately Ainz-san and the others are busy with the governing of the kingdom and many other things at the moment. I hope I will be enough to address all of your questions."

Netley bowed his head respectfully. "Of course, we understand it completely Esdeath-sama. It is an honor even to receive you."

Esdeath-nodded. "Thank you."

Netley showed the podium to her, and she stood behind it. She poked the microphone to check it is really working or not. "Now, let's rain me down with your question. I am here only for that after all!" she spread her arms widely.

The crowd started to bluster, and everyone raised their hands in the air. Wanting the first question of the century.

Esdeath looked around with a great curiosity and tried to choose the best candidate for the question. A heavy concentrating expression settled on her face like she had to make the most difficult choice in her life as she looked around.

Suddenly she pointed lazily from her wrist to a young insectoid raced woman. The insectoid woman had four arms, and she stood eight legs. Her lower body resembled as a spider. But she had only four eyes and a human upper body what was clothed nicely with a costume according to the last fashion.

If you for that. You could say she was quite desirable by human standards

"Yes, let me hear your question."

The insectoid woman stiffened a little and looked around nervously. She was the only one who did not raise her hands because of her nervousness. She pointed her finger to herself nervously. "M-Me?"

Esdeath nodded. "Yes, you. Miss…"

"A-Arachne… Arachne Lazzuxei. Supreme One." she answered nervously and bowed her head.

"Well, Miss Arachne. Let me hear your first question. And don't call me Supreme One. Simply Esdeath is fine." She smiled at her. Arachne turned her head for a moment with an embarrassed face.

She cleared her throat and started to speak. You may think an insectoid had a raspy voice but despite the fact that she was insectoid. A sweet, quiet high pitched voice came out from her mouth. "N-Now is the kingdom entering into a new era. What kind of plans our wise King has to his Kingdom? What direction we take after we passed the relay?"

Esdeath thought for a moment then answered. "I don't really know." The crowd gasped. Seeing their reaction, she started to smile. Then continued. "I don't really know because of the future always in motion. The best thing what we can do is to adjust ourselves in the best of our ability. After all, the capability of adjusting makes us living, unliving and many other things."

The crowd drank her words like a drug.

"Every living and unliving being has the ability to advance, evolve, adapt, survive. Without these abilities. We were unviable." She looked around then continued.

"Every obstacle we face and conquer makes us stronger. Everything that we learn makes us richer. Make us wiser." She said this while her eyes were closed. Then motioned around herself.

"Then when we face the impossible. When you near the place where the eternal, darkness, the light, the void or whatever you call what you fear. When it almost consumes you. Then we either learn its secret and turn it to our advantage. Using it to propel ourselves forward and making our future brighter. Or we fail and let it consume us. Let it siphoning away our existence.

She lowered her voice and her head. "Our chance is slim. We are only a tiny point in the universe. A single speck of dust the infinite ocean of the universe what is just grown and grow at an accelerated rate." She explained.

"It is enough one big cosmic catastrophe and the civilization what I and Ainz…" She paused. "No. We. together. Built through many sacrifices, sweat, might, and our combined efforts. Will be nothing more. It is enough one single error. And maybe something or someone stronger came and annihilated us. You already were known, and we already said many times. There is always a bigger fish in the sea. Don't be fool enough to underestimate what's out there. Be cautious whatever you do." She looked through the crowd. And she saw the unsettling expression on everyone's face.

She let a little pause for a moment. Every channel broadcasted this interview in the space what the Sorcerer King ruled showed her face. Then her usual smile moved back to her face and her mouth curled upward.

"But you know what? Screw that!" Everyone looked at her. "If life gives you a lemon. Then beat up life. Then make it eat its own lemon. Then again. Then again. Until it gives you what you want." She looked to Arachne. "But I deviate from the subject so much. I am sorry. My Nephalem blood often ravishes me to a different direction."

She cleared her throat. "Answering your question Miss. Arachne. The Sorcerer King has plans for every occasion except for Batman. No one can beat Batman." many chuckles can be heard from the crowd.

"But as Ainz-san said to me. He let you chose the direction where you want to go. Because it is not our place to decide instead of you. It is your fate after all. Not ours. Don't forget. We are only here to safe keeping you from the greater threats as much as we can. But unfortunately, even we can't safekeep you from yourselves. But we said this before numerous times." She spread her arms lazily and tilted her head. "So my answer is. It is up to you which path you take. Everyone is free to do as they wish."

Arachne and everyone nodded and started to take notes in their hand mounted holographic DNA computers.

"Anything else Miss Arachne?" asked Esdeath.

"N-No… Thank you Esdeath-sama." She bowed.

"Don't mention it." She smiled as she tilted her head. Then she looked back to the crowd with her usual cheerful expression. "Next question."

The crowd started to get loud again. She pointed to a human in a trench coat who looked like a typical private investigator from the eighteens from Earth. Maybe he and many others who followed this popular fashion style got this from the old movies what Esdeath released from her private movie archive.

"Yes, you there in the trench coat."

"Reed Nottley. Esdeath-sama." He bowed respectfully. Esdeath nodded. "Let me hear your question."

The private detective looking reporter cleared his throat. "The Sorcerer King spoke about we may meet another intelligent civilization out there. What is the standard protocol in such cases?"

Esdeath nodded. "Good question. According to the protocol, our first priority when contacting an unknown civilization is to try communicating them. Try to know each other and form bond between our and their civilization. So our partnership may benefit for both sides."

Reed nodded as he furiously took notes. He also recorded the whole ask and answer event. But he liked better things in the old way. So he always took notes on his old fashioned notebook wherever he went. It was more personal for him.

"If I may ask… What if the other civilization acts hostile towards us despite our best efforts or our civilization maybe see them as a threat and attack first. What then Esdeath-sama: If I may not offend you with the question." He bowed his head down in a humiliating way.

"Reed-san. If the other civilization attacks us unprovoked or did not respond our every communication effort, we do what every normal individual would do. We protect ourselves of course. If we manage to make, they submit and force them to the negotiating table. That is fine. Then we negotiate with them." Reed nodded.

Esdeath glanced around. "But if they continue the resistance despite our best efforts of peace and every attempt of communications. We may need to annihilate them. Even if it means the annihilation of a whole species. As you know. Our politics against aggressors, terrorists, and slavers the same. If they not bow. Z. They will have a bad time..." she said lazily.

Everyone know what that means in the Sorcerer Kingdom. Zero tolerance. Complete annihilation. The terrorist groups of the Sorcerer Kingdom were very short lived. As the enemies of the peace and order. The laws of the Sorcerer Kingdom showed Zero tolerance against them. They were systematically tracked down and destroyed from inside. Even torture was allowed in their case. After all, you can't let the rot spread. You need either mend it or tear it out then burn out the remaining root from the wound immediately before its start spreading.

It may sound raw according to the modern society rules.

But complete freedom only brings chaos. It needs somewhat restrict to upkeep the integrity of the society. Free speech is allowed, the demonstration is allowed, criticizing the government and scolding the Sorcerer King and his vassals in the publicity and in the social network. Allowed.

Go on! The Sorcerer Kingdom is a free place. Of course, when that happens the vassals of the Sorcerer King and many citizens will be not pleased and starts to bombard the person with various vulgar threats to hunting him or her down in the Social Network. But nothing happens besides this according to the laws of Ainz and Esdeath.

But causing anyone harm or force them to follow anyone against their will. Enforcing, a new religion on them. Now, that's the game what we play in the Sorcerer Kingdom. This is why such things happened very rarely in the kingdom and automatically solved.

Reed nodded. "Thank you Esdeath-sama. That will be all."

She looked around. "Next question." The conference room boomed again with the teeming sound of the people who asked their question. The ask and answer game continued for three more hours.

In the end, Esdeath was completely exhausted. Not physically of course. But mentally. She thanked the opportunity. Then retreated in her closest estate in the nearby garden world. As she stepped through her portal, the world changed around her. She stepped in in a big futuristically furniture estate and walked towards the double door before her as she massaged her nose temple.

Despite she had an infinite amount of stamina, the mental exhaustion can still overwhelm her time to time. Her summoned guards kneeled down in her presence what she approved with a simple nod and took her way towards her room.

As she approached the room. The huge double doors before her what was constructed from some kind of unknown alloy slid open before her.

The room was exquisitely designed for her own taste. Equipped with the most modern equipment what the Sorcerer Kingdom can allow itself. But her day was not over yet. She still has the task to wish good luck to the First Expedition fleet commander. Zaryusu Sasha. She knew his great ancestor who unified the Lizardman tribes and brought prosperity to his people.

As she threw herself down on her comfortable couch and sighed deeply in exhaustion. From the shadows, a butler uniformed figure appeared near her. An eyepatch covered his left eye the other cybernetic looking eye was dimmed in an eerie blue light. He had black hair, and an always stoic bored expression settled on his face. Not because he was bored. But because he was designed this way.

He was Zero Rei an advanced automaton. The leader of the information gathering and spy network of the kingdom. But despite that, he was Esdeath personal creation. He mostly served her before all other. Served her needs when he saw her master exhausted mentally.

"Esdeath-sama. Do you wish me to prepare you your usual meal and your bath?"

"Yes, thank you Zero… That would be nice." She nodded.

Zero bowed respectfully and went to complete his task.

As she laid on her comfortable couch, she suddenly felt a presence what emit a strangely familiar killing intent approached her slowly. Her eyes popped open and saw a black colored blade flew towards her throat.

She flashed out of the existence before the blade could reach her throat and appeared behind the figure who just wanted to murder her. She grabbed the intruder wrist in an instant."

"You will not ruin one of my favorite couch again!" she frowned.

"Make me!" retorted her attacker.

Esdeath sighed and shook her head. "You are still slow kit. But your technique has been improved. I must admit that. It seems your practice with Aura and Zero has been paid out. Yet, you are still horrible masking your presence." She released the stranger weapon holding wrist, and the invader started to massage his wrist painfully.

The intruder was a thirteen years looking boy who appears as a skinny teen and has pale skin, moppy white hair and has the same black sclera as Esdeath. But his heterochromatic eyes instead of colored blood red and white. They were colored yellow and dark blue with veins around the sclera.

He wore a black and white colored shirt and black jeans.

He started to shrug and turned his head away from his mother. "Say the old hag who does not have time to train with me!"

Esdeath squinted her eyes angrily. Teleported near the boy and started to rub the two side of his head with her fists. "Who do you call old hag!"

The boy gritted his teeth in agony and shouted. "No one Ma'am!"

Esdeath finished it. "You damn right brat!"

The boy started to massage his head trying to numb the pain. "But you never train with me! And we always do the same exercises with uncle Cocytus. Whenever I ask him to show me something new he always said." The boy cleared his throat and started to mimic the cyan colored insectoid warrior speech and movement set. "I. Will. Teach. You. Something. New. When. You. Will. Be. Ready. Young. Master. One. Thousand. More. Sword. Swings. With. The. Weighted. Swords." The boy breathed out mocking Cocytus custom.

Esdeath started to laugh. "That was brilliant! Do you know others?" she leaned closer to the kid.

The boy cleared his throat and took up Ainz expression and movements. "Indeed... That was my plan all along." He motioned with his hand.

Esdeath smirked. "Typical Ainz-san... Others?"

The white haired kid straightened himself, and a malicious expression moved on his face as his smile curled upward. He placed his right hand over his heart and bowed slightly. "As expected Ainz-sama! Your peerless plans always overcame my own."

Esdeath started to laugh manically and grabbed her stomach. Then wiped away a tear of joy. "You are good at this kid. Don't you want to become an actor? You have talent."

The boy shook his head. "Not really. I do it only out of fun."

Esdeath nodded with a smirking expression.

"But you know they only want what is best for you despite what you think. You know Cocytus is right. You know the saying. Rather be master of one. Then the master of nothing. And your swordwork is really crap."

"You know you are quoting the quote wrong!"

"And… What if I quite it wrong? You understand what I meant. Despite that. You are also slacking off about Demiurge and Ainz-san's lessons. What the meaning of this?" Esdeath demanded an explanation.

"Those are boring lessons! I will not use them in the future anyway." Pouted his cheek the white haired boy.

"What do you mean you did not use advanced battle tactic?" asked Esdeath.

"I know that may be substantial... But what I will benefit if I learn financial knowledge?! I don't want to be a damn salaryman!"

"How do you know. Knowledge is power. Knowledge is a weapon. The more you know about something, the more control you have over it. You know the battles not always decided by power but knowledge about enemy and tactic." Explained her child Esdeath.

"Speaking the old hag who knows nothing about financial things! Anyway… Uncle Ainz lessons are booooooring." He rolled his heterochromatic eyes in a sarcastic way.

The chill ran through Esdeath as she realized the boy is right.

Then suddenly she started to rub the two sides of the boy's head again with her knuckles. "Who do you call hag again little shit!?" The boy gritted his teeth in agony. "Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!"

She stopped it and sighed. "Where are your sister anyway?"

"She is somewhere in Nazarick library with Titus-san reading some stupid stuff, or she is with Demiurge or Albedo learn some stupid stuff." Explained the boy.

Esdeath nodded. "I see…"

Zero entered the room. "Oh. Vector-sama. When you arrived?" he asked his usual bland bored tone. Zero always spoke in this tone because Esdeath created him in such way.

"Just a moment ago Zero Onii-sama!"

"I just started to prepare the dinner for Esdeath-sama. Do you two plan to dine together?"

The boy looked disappointed as he knows about what his mother will say.

Seeing this Esdeath turned to him and smirked. "Yes, please prepare dinner for three people. Please, Zero prepare everyone for their favorite. After a hard training. We will consume our dinner together. After all... After the training, they will glad they will be alive." The boy looked up, and his face brightened. Then his face becomes dreadful hearing the second half what Esdeath-said.

His face crunched into a displeased expression, wrinkles appeared along the forehead, and his eyebrows arched upwards. His nose seemed to disappear; mouth reveals teeth that clenched, and eyes look to aside as if looking at his mother bringing back bad memories. (typical Excalibur face)

"Splendid! I will prepare the dinner. Everyone for their favorite for the occasion."

"Go kit. Fetch your little sister." Vector face returned to normal. Nodded and disappeared through a black oval portal.

"It is good to see you come out with the kids Esdeath-sama. The role suits you."

She glanced at him with an angry expression. "Don't say this or I may 'accidentally' melt you and make a sword from you."

Zero bowed, and a small unusual smile moved in his face. "That would be an honor serving you like that creator-sama."

Esdeath just sighed and shook her head.

"Your bath has just been prepared Creator-sama." Zero bowed respectfully.

"One moment. I just give out the command to depart to the First Expedition fleet."

Zero bowed deeply. "As you wish. I keep warm your bath until that."

She shook her head as soon Zero left. "So much for the raid night. Sight. I and Momonga-san made a fake profile just so we can play together with other players without anyone recognize us and give us an edge due to fear... Momonga will be disappointed seeing his shield missing the fun..." she said in a depressed tone as she rolled her heterochromatic eyes. "What will the great magic caster do when he is aggroing off all the bosses and trash NPC's without a proper tank. You will know when you watch back the record from the raid tomorrow!" she chuckled. Then an exhausted sigh left her mouth.

She opened a channel towards the USK Prophet Heavy Dreadnought. The fleet only waited for the command to depart with the expedition fleet through the relay.

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Scene Change: Shrike Abyssal: A few light years away from the Urla Rast system:

One whole month passed since the first relay activity. The accidents what happened four weeks ago was heavily shocked the Turian government, and the relatives of the deceased Turian soldiers demanded blood.

Despite the council wanted to keep the event in secret and Councillor Tevos still hoped a peaceful resolution. You can't move whole fleets from their position without the recognition of the media and the common folk. Too many Marines called back from their shore leave, and their family members became suspicious.

Not speaking about the Shadow Broker and the Cerberus information network acquired the information earlier than the council expected.

The few extranet forum where the people speak about the new relay activity swarmed with the speculations how would the new race look.

Many of them demanded blood for blood because of the hundreds soldier's death. But there was a few of them who speculated it was only the malfunction of the devices what the other civilization sent and rather wanted to negotiate with them than fight.

Despite this, the whole system was under military lockdown. No one can get in or out without the permission of the nearby fleets, and the already diminishing pirate activity almost completely disappeared from the system or them just simply hid from the patrolling fleets.

After the first fleets had arrived, they managed to find numerous hidden pirate base and neutralize them. Surprisingly the nearby hidden pirate bases were packed with smuggled resources and weapons what has smuggled away a few years ago from the Turian military.

Several fleets patrolled in the nearby systems and five dreadnoughts, twenty-five cruisers and sixty frigate class ship constantly monitored the relay. Five carriers accompanied them. If the case wishes it. They can immediately jump into action.

The fleets not only contributed by the Turian Hierarchy but the Salarian Union, The Asari Republics and the Human System Alliance as well. Of course, being the main military force in the galaxy, the Turians contributed for the cause two whole fleets with two dreadnoughts, fourteen cruisers, and thirty frigates. The rest divided between the Salarians, Asari and the human fleet.

And this was only the forces what guarded the relay. The Thessian government event sent a few of its elite Asari commando units if the situation goes awry.

It seemed the Councill took this situation very seriously because this was only the forces what guarded the relay in a tight schedule.

The first probes what the fleet sent through the relay were only purely for survey purpose. But after the first signals came back from the other side they lost them almost immediately. Sending back only corrupted data to the senders. The data what they received contained the ship numbers what waiting for them on the other side but not their sizes or composition. Thus they thought the hostile race built similar ships like them and ordered the sufficient fleets in the area what can stop the invaders.

Thus they did not try to send living force to investigate the other size because the admirals hypnotized the force in the other side is hostile and open fire immediately to everything that arrives.

General Holus Vicrius from the Turian side. Matriarch Protea Matoros from the Asari side. From the salarian side Zirkok Vudrok. And from the alliance side Alfred F. Jones with the fourth fleet of the Alliance Navy.

The propulsion engines of the massive fleet and their element zero core anchored the ships steadily in their position. Everyone was ready to the engagement. The FTL sensors perceived a few more probes what came through the relay, but they were immediately shot down. Preventing further causalities.

One whole month passed, and the enemy did not show its face. Whatever the hostile aliens planned they only sent suicide probes. Most of the fleets were hidden behind the nearby gas giant satellite. Using its natural shielding qualities to conclude a raid on the attacking forces if its's necessary.

General Holus Vicruus the Turian general who led the Turian fleets and was the commander of the operation itself. Stood in his Dreadnought the Intruder's bridge. Inspecting the relay gyroscopic element zero core. Waiting for the enemy for attack. As his men operated the ship, he gritted his mandibles while murmured under his nose. "Come on… Where are you? Don't be a coward…"

Then it happened. The relay showed the signs of activation as its gyroscopically core movement hastened. The sensors flared up immediately as a big energy spike hit the system.

Everyone know something bigger will came through of the relay. Due from the energy signature what the Mass Relays emitted dependent how much mass they have to move one point to another. Usually, the Mass Relays were cold objects. Emitting almost zero energy signature. The computers can estimate the ship and the fleet size what will come through from this energy signature. This was not a new technology but surely a very useful one.

The computers can estimate the ship and the fleet size what will come through from this energy signature. This was not a new technology but surely a very useful one.

"Everyone on their stations! Prepare for engagement." The general relayed his commands every ship around the Intruder. Immediately every ship around the structure positioned themselves in defensive positions. The slow dreadnoughts started their turns, and the General relayed his commands towards the other ships outside of the System to prepare their drive cores in that case if they need help.

Matriarch Phogatea Matoros from the Asari side. Admiral Zirkok Vudrok from the salarian and Alfred F. Jones from the human system alliance did the same.

Then it happened. From the other side of the galaxy. Thanks to the Mass Relays gyroscopic EEZO core what shoot the ships through the very fabric of time and space. The Sorcerer Kingdom's First Expedition fleet arrived.

The ships popped into the existence from the void of time and space one by one. Starting from the two huge Executor Class Heavy Dreadnoughts to the lesser 200 m long Demon class frigates.

The hardened and enchanted adamantine alloy external body gave the ships an almost black, dark blue hue. What made them melt to into the surrounding void of the darkness of the space. Due the ships did not have any window because that may cause structural weakness. Only the sensors and the position marker yellow lights dimmed in the bodies of the ships.

The slender, aerodynamically ships designed such way it gave the ships every possible edge in the battle and help them maneuver when they enter the atmosphere of a planet. But most importantly the designer of the ship designed them this way because they looked cool.

Everyone gasped in the citadel fleet as they spotted the massive fleet pooping in existence through the relay. First, the two huge executor class dreadnoughts the Prophet and the Demiurge what's stretched more than two and a half kilometer long in the dark space.

Serving as the shield of the forces thanks to their experimental shields and heavier firepower. Then the seven Smaragdina class dreadnought whose stretched 1.5km long in the dark of the space arrived serving as the support of the executor class heavy dreadnoughts. Supplementing the Executor-class heavy dreadnought lack of maneuverability.

Twenty-five cruisers and fifty frigates arrived after them to serve as the support and the defensive line against the smaller ships what they can encounter. The three carriers arrived lastly carrying numerous fighters and most of the ground forces of the Sorcerer Kingdom,

"By the spirits…" said General Vicruus agape. Seeing the majestic form and sizes of the ships The attacking ships slender form combined the rounded down forms and the more slanted down square forms what the Turians loved and designed their ships similarly.

"This can't be right! This is some kind of optical illusion! A bad joke! Yes! The enemy use some kind of holographic projectors to deceive us!" thought the general.

He hastily turned to his commanding officer. "Scan the area! I want to know if our sensors see the same as us!"

The commanding officer initiated a fast area scan, but in the end, it seemed. Their eyes have been not tricked them. Those huge ships were really there.

"Relay the message to the ships in the outer systems. We may need reinforcements Initiate jump into the system only my command!" He turned to his communication officers as he gave out his order.

Meanwhile in the bridge of the USK Prophet.

The fleet successfully arrived on the other side of the relay. Fleet Admiral Zaryusu Sasha sat on his commanding chair and turned his head to his communicating officer with a satisfied expression. "Every ship successfully managed to sign in?"

A holographic blue robotic looking man in his thirties popped appeared near him. He wore an aviator uniform and answered the fleet admiral question. "Yes, Sir! Every ship without exception arrived at the scene. However, due to the travel through the mass relay put heavy pressure on our systems. Our shields and weapon efficiency dropped by twenty-five percent for an unknown amount of time. I advise caution. The jump may be caused a few unforeseen instability in our systems."

He was the ship Artificial Intelligence. V.E.G.A.N.S. (Vector Evaluated Genetic Algorithm Nervous System). He was still an infant if you compared him with G.O.L.D.I.E. with his barely few decades behind his back. But has enough computing capacity to put shame any supercomputer by an exponential margin.

The fleet admiral bowed his head. "We still need information to refine our traveling method. But a few more jump through these relays and the development Division will have enough information to configure our drives further. Fortunately, the probes what we sent through sent back enough information for us to reach this point."

"Where are the probes sir?" asked the ensign.

"We sent two through to with stealth drive to collect information the others we according to my best knowledge calibrated to destroy themselves not long after they sent back the required information. Not to accidentally other civilizations find it." Explained Zaryusu.

The ensign nodded signing he understand what the fleet admiral explained.

"Sir! Our short range sensors came back online. We have multiple ships ahead of us! What do you wish to do Fleet Admiral?" asked V.E.G.A.N.S.

The Fleet Admiral leaned forward. The dimming lights of the consoles and the screens around him reflected back from his healthy black scales. "What a surprise! We not even here a minute and we already met an alien civilization. How many are there?" he asked.

"Two barely one-kilometre-long ship what seems dreadnought class. Two lesser ships what from the life signatures seems like carriers, ten ships. Around a half kilometer long and thirty frigate class ships."

Zaryusu nodded. "Anything else?"

"Yes, our normal scanners did not see them because they are on the dark side of the closest planet moon what cause interference, but our magical short range scanners show around double of this amount of ships behind the nearest planet satellite." Explained the ship Artificial Intelligence.

"Their ship designs are a little smaller compared to ours." He thought.

"It seems they expect us..." Zaryusu thought through his option and when he just wanted to give out the hailing order to the elf communicating officer. But the forces what faced them hailed them before them.

"Hail them." Said Zaryusu.

"Sir! They are already hailing us." Interjected the communicating officer.

The fleet admiral smirked. Stood up. Tidied his admiral uniform and placed his admiral hat on his head. After all, he can't stain the Sorcerer Kingdom reputation with appearing in the first contact with dirtied clothes.

"V.E.G.A.N.S. scan their ships. But do not let them detect us you scan them. Use shielded algorithms." He gave out his orders.

"Doing right now. Sir!" Answered the A.I. respectfully.

"Patch them through ensign."

"One moment sir. V.E.G.A.N.S. is'. working on the description key of their hailing signal.".

"We got it! Patch you through Sir!"

The dark elf communicating officer pushed a few buttons on his haptic interface, and the screen came to life before the fleet admiral. What faced or who faced him he can't really describe with words. And he came from the world where hundreds of races live together. The person who faced him resembled an armored insectoid. Yes, this is how he could describe the creature what he faced best.

It had blue eyes and black sclera. Two mandibles above his mouth and instead of skin the creature had carapace. But because he only saw his upper body on the monitor he doesn't know how many arms it has or how many legs it had. Hell, he doesn't even know if the person who he faces male, female or a genderless person.

"I am General Holus Vicrius from the Turian Hierarchy. Identify yourselves." He said in a distinct masculine tone. It can be clearly heard he had a distinct flanging effect in his voice. Maybe it was his race own. There were a few insectoid species and some races what has the same kind of flanging in their voice when they speak.

The fleet admiral straightened himself and cleared his throat.

Meanwhile in the deck of the Intruder the turian flagship.

General Vicrius was a little surprised when he looked at his screen and saw the alien what closely resembled the lizards what inhabit Earth but with shiny black scales. But thinking back the Krogans and the Salarians have similar appearance than a few animals on Earth and even Palaven. So thinking about this it was not surprising at all. After all, their Galaxy was a big place, and they meet weirder things before.

He thought back how strange the humans seemed at first to him. They were similar to the Asari. Yet. Not similar. It was weird. He already hailed them and introduced himself. And now it was their turn.

The creature on his screen finally opened his mouth. "I am Fleet Admiral Zaryusu Shasha from the Sorcerer Kingdom united forces."

"Sorcerer Kingdom? That is a joke? And he just speaks my language perfectly? What chance is that? No. Something is clearly not right. Maybe their probes sent them back information all along about us. About our culture, language and assets..." thought the general as he assessed the alien through the comm channel.

"What are your intentions?" asked General Vicrius.

"We carry the will of the great Sorcerer King. According to our orders, we came to explore the other side of the relay. We have no hostile intentions towards others. But if you attack us we may force to protect ourselves."

"No hostile intentions you say..." The general chuckled. "Yet your guerrilla probes killed hundreds among our soldiers and crippled a few ships of ours."

"Guerrilla probes?" asked Fleet Admiral Zaryusu suspiciously.

He pushed a button on the console before him. Turned his head away and started to speak with someone in the background. But the Turians did not understand anything due their translators did not yet contained the necessary data to translate the language.

General Vicrius squinted his eyes. "Relay the message to the ships behind the moon to prepare themselves for an ambush. On my mark."

The communication officer gives the command to the ships. "On the general command Protocol Delta two. I repeat! Protocol Delta Two."

"Give them a warning shot." Give the general the command.

The officer who was responsible relaying the firing command relayed the command to the cannon by pushing a few buttons on his haptic keyboard. The 800m long mass accelerator on the ship belly started to accelerate the twenty-kilogram mass slug to a velocity of 4025km/s every two seconds.

The gunner officer was a force to use the main cannon due to the great distance between the two fleets. Only their main gun reaches that far.

The slug collided with the USK Prophet shields and the ship started to shaken due to the more than 38 kilotons of pure force concentrated in one square meter.

The fleet admiral lost his balance for one moment. "Damn it! What was that! General Vicrius I demand an explanation! We did not show hostility towards you!" shouted the fleet admiral.

"Your people violated the council laws by activating a dormant mass relay, killed hundreds of soldiers and crippled five cruisers by your guerrilla probes what you sent through the relay to weaken our forces. Prepare the boarding."

"What do you speak! We killed no one!" clenched his fist the fleet admiral.

"The grieving children's and relatives of the dead soldiers say otherwise. I ask you again. Deactivate your weapons and prepare the boarding peacefully. If not. We may have to force you into submission." Explained the General in a calm tone.

Zaryusu thought through his options and sighed deeply. "I am sorry. But we can't let you board our ship. Not after you fired at us. The Supreme Beings themselves bestowed this ship under my command. I can't let you take it away. Give us a little time, and we will investigate the case."

The Turian general moved his mandibles slightly then squinted his eyes. "You killed hundreds of innocent with your guerrilla probes and just want to gain time to prepare yourselves for battle! You refuse following our laws, and now you refuse to deactivate your weapons! I have enough if you not surrender. We will make you surrender!" With that. He terminated the connection.

Zaryusu gritted his sharp teeth's. "Relay the command to every ship ensign. Prepare for battle. Everyone occupy their battle stations. Shields to the maximum. Their slugs hit harder than it first seems. Start a slow approach. Try to maneuver behind them. Teleportation engines are allowed to use. Activate the energy shields."

"Anything else Fleet Admiral?" asked the ensign.

"Yes, prepare the commando units. We send them in as soon as we can. So they may sabotage their ships from inside. Capture as many as you can. Avoid any unnecessary bloodshed. "

"Yes, fleet admiral!" said the communication officer then relayed the commands.

Zaryusu sighed in an exhausted tone and shook his head. "When I thought the first contact would be peaceful. What a shame." He looked at the screen with determination in his eyes. "Does not matter. At least we can try our forces against these 'aliens.'"

In the Asari forces commander. Matriarch Phogatea Matoros jumped up from her seat. "Why the Turians had to shoot everything that they encounter?!" she said in an angered tone. "Open a channel immediately towards General Vicrius."

The communicating officer wanted to open a channel.

"General Vicrius! What the meaning of this!" shouted the Asari matriarch.

"The hostile forces denied the peaceful cooperation. Prepare your ships to engagement." With that, the General terminated the connection.

The matriarch gritted her teeth. She really hoped the things would end peacefully and she can meet an another race in her lifetime. But the things never happened as expect them. Such as the law of Murphy as many humans quote. 'If a thing can go wrong. It will go wrong eventually.'

She gritted her teeth and gave the command to her fellow huntress to prepare the ships under her command to engagement.

The two fleets started to approach each other, and the reinforcements what hid behind the closest moon jumped out from the shadow of the satellite.

Five dreadnoughts formed the battle formations accompanied with twenty-five cruisers and sixty frigates. Behind them, five carriers approached the enemy forces slowly preparing the drones and the fighters what will engage the enemy fighters and swarm the sluggish capital ships.

The four fleet commander gave the order and the first shots fired by the 800m long mass accelerators of the dreadnoughts who's accelerated the 20kg slugs into 4025km/s what raced towards the enemy ships.

"Raise the energy shields." Commanded the Fleet Admiral Zaryusu. The energy shields of the Sorcerer Kingdom's ship activated. Forming an energy bubble around them. The accelerated projectiles collided with the shields and evaporated. Despite the shields strength the power of the collision still shook the ships.

"Every Smaragdina class dreadnought. Engage! Battle formation forty-three. Cripple their ships but avoid destroying them as much as possible. Use energy weapons. According to the scanners. They do not have protection against it. The second cruiser detachment uses small jumps to get into their back and escort two carriers. Cripple those carriers."

The seven Smaragdina class dreadnought started their advancement. They were followed by their cruiser and frigate escorts. As commanded they used their magic based energy weapons and started their fight with the enemy units.

The energy shields and the magic based energy weapons operated from the individual energy source. But despite the genius engineering solutions, the Sorcerer Kingdom's scientist was still unable to solve the interference problems what the two systems combined use resulted.

Resulting in a minor fluctuation in the shields what caused the weapons did not hit as hard as they used to. Of course, it can be bypassed by projecting the magical energies ahead of the ships and using projected runes as the focus. But this method resulted in thirty percent more energy consumption what's in a long battle can be fatal.

The two fleet dreadnoughts engaged with each other and exchanged shoot with their long-ranged cannons. Soon they were preceded by the smaller cruisers, frigates and the numerous fighters what the carriers from the background continuously shed from themselves.

The Sorcerer Kingdom dreadnoughts released their first shots. The magical runes formed before the ships and from them, numerous various colored energy beams and projectiles came out. When the first red colored energy beam reached the first cruiser, it immediately came reaction with the ships outer reinforced outer hulls.

Despite every Turian, Human, Asari and salarian ship were equipped with their exterior hull with Diffuse Radiator Arrays in another name DRA. (Ceramic strips along the exterior of the armored hull what transformed the heat into radiation. Radiation is the only way to shed heat in a vacuum.)

Besides this, the inner layer of warship protection consists of ablative armor plate designed to "boil away" when heated. The vaporized armor material scatters a DEW (Direct Energy Weapons) beam, rendering it ineffectual.

But despite these DEW solutions. The method was completely inefficient against the Sorcerer Kingdom's ship who's mainly used magic based energy weapons what does not followed the standard physical world rules all the time. Thus almost completely ignore the heat shielding of the enemy ships.

As the various colored beams collided with the exterior hull of the dreadnoughts and frigates, they vaporized the ablative armor and burned through the exterior and interior frame of the enemy ships immediately. Crippling them in the process and causing numerous casualties to the ships.

Both for the cruisers and the dreadnoughts.

"By the Spirits… They have energy-based shields and weapons…" shuttered the Turian general. Then he composed himself. "Aim for their one and half-kilometre-long dreadnoughts. Concentrated fire."

The frigates and the fighters were already in range and started their dogfight in close range with the enemy frigates and fighters. Numerous colored lights flickered as the two swarm of drones and fighter squadron engaged with each other and started their long battle.

The numerous drones and the arrow shaped fighters what the carriers and the two heavy dreadnoughts carried engaged with the enemy frigates and fighters. Occasionally disabling many frigates propulsion engines and weapons. Crippling them in the process.

"General! What do we do? Our systems are falling, and an enemy force appeared from the nowhere near our carriers! They are requesting help! According to them, the enemy soldiers are already boarded." asked the commanding officer who sat beside him in a panicked tone.

The general gritted his mandibles then gave the order. "Relay the order to the ships whose waiting in the border of the system. Engage! Two dreadnought and five cruisers help out the carriers the others concentrate on their fire on the smaller dreadnoughts. We will deal with two bigger ones later."

The communication officer gave the order, and seven more dreadnoughts, twenty cruisers, and forty more frigates jumped into the system.

In the USK Prophet command deck. "Sir! The second cruiser detachment request assistance."

The fleet admiral thought about his options. "Relay the command to the USK Demiurge to use its Wormhole Drive to a small range teleportation and engage the enemy dreadnoughts. Take one dreadnought, the third cruiser detachment, ten frigates and two carriers with them. Surround them. Board their ships and take control of it. Then Attack from behind."

"Sir! One of our Dreadnought reporting critical damage from the concentrated fire. They are requesting permission to leave the battle zone." Reported the ensign.

"Permission granted. Use their Wormhole drives and return to the docks for further repairs. Relay a message to the second expedition fleet to we may require help. Prepare their drives to jump into the battle in my command."

"Aya! Aye! Sir!" the ensign relayed the commands.

"V.E.G.A.N.S. Prepare to engagement. It seems we had to participate in the battle." Zaryusu gritted his teeth. "The alien's weapons hit harder in a concentrated fire than I first estimated. Damn!" he clenched his fist. "V.E.G.A.N.S. how much time until your cyber warfare solutions came into life and manage to hack into their system?"

"I am on it, Sir! But considering they use operation system and technology what I never saw encountered. It takes time until I manage to decrypt their coding method and create a code and write virus what is compatible with them."

The Fleet Admiral nodded. "Do as fast as much you can."

The A.I. bowed his head. "I am on it, Sir!"

Meanwhile in the deck of the Intruder. "Sir! Our scanners lost track a few of their ships." Warned his general the Turian officer.

"What do you mean lost!?" frowned to him the general as he turned to the officer.

"T-They just disappeared. An unknown energy signature what heavily resembled a black hole appeared before them just swallowed them."

"This is most likely an unknown transportation technology. Maybe the ships are flying from the battle because of their hull damage." he murmured. "What's our status?" asked the Turian general.

"Our fleets are failing Sir! Many frigates and cruisers and a dreadnought request disengagement from battle."

The general thought about his options. "Send every collected information back to Palaven and increase the fire rate. Send five cruisers and one from the remained dreadnought to intercept protect our back."

"Yes, sir.

"Troll protocol initiated." said a metallic male sound from the loudspeakers. Then, an annoying mocking music started to play on every ship in the fleets with full volume.

Insert Music: Barney theme song:

Barney is a dinosaur from our imagination
And when he's tall
He's what we call a dinosaur sensation
Barney's friends are big and small
They come from lots of places
After school, they meet to play
And sing with happy faces
Barney shows us lots of things
Like how to play pretend
ABC's, and 123's
And how to be a friend
Barney comes to play with us
Whenever we may need him
Barney can be your friend too
If you just make-believe him!

A few dancing figure and various commercials appeared on some screens from various races. The operators tried to close the windows desperately, but when they closed one an, another one appeared in their holographic display. Making them unable to continue their job.

The general jumped up from his seat.

"What the hell is this!? Turn off immediately this annoying music in an instant!"

"Sir! We lost control over our loudspeaker systems and few of our stations. It seems the enemy ships managed to hack into our lesser systems."

"Lock them out! And isolate the intruder!" shouted the general. He was angry. He was furious. The battle is almost lost, and now the enemy managed to hack into their system and started conducting psychological warfare against them.

The operator continued his work. "I am on it, sir." He replied and tried his best to fend off the invaders who managed to breach their systems.

The General sat back in his chair.

On the board of the Salarian flagship the HWSS Tenacity.

"Admiral! Our sensors went crazy. The energy signatures what the ships are emitting completely scramble our systems! We can't take a normal read from them."

"What the sensors say flight lieutenant!" asked the admiral of the Salarian fleet Admiral Zirkok Vudrok.

"According to the sensors the enemy ships emitting an energy signature equivalent several suns, we could barely penetrate their energy shields, and their energy weapons use some kind of projected chaotic energy. Our sensors and computers can't read a stable energy pattern from them. It is like it is changing randomly!"

The salarian admiral thought for a moment. "That cannot be... No race is foolish enough to use unstable energy source in their technology." He murmured.

"What do we do sir? If it continues like this, we will be unable to disengage our whole fleet is failing. Multiple ships reported invaders in their decks." Reported the flight lieutenant.

"Send the data what we collected back to Surkesh. Our scientist will find a grip on it. Every ship. Disengage from the battle."

"Acknowledged!" replied the flight lieutenant. Then a tremor rocked the HWSS Tenacity, and miniature explosions shook the ships.

Because of the blasts in the bridge, many officers died.

The admiral is fallen forward. Slowly get up it seemed he broke his arm. "Status report…"

The flight lieutenant coughed blood beside him and pushed a few buttons on his console. "According to the diagnostic, most of our weapon system and the FTL drives has been disabled by the explosions. Only the GUARDIAN anti-fighter lasers remained."

"So we are defenseless…" summed the admiral the things.

The flight lieutenant nodded uneasily. "From the surrounding ships, multiple desks reported about the enemy boarded the ship and used some kind of strange biotic and mechs to overwhelm our soldiers."

The admiral sighed and shook his head as he murmured under his nose. "This will not show well my service record…"

Then the Barney song started to play in the salarian flagship too.

The salarian admiral looked around. "What is this? Who inserted this music?"

"Sir! An intruder hacked into our systems! We try our best to fend it off, but we already lost a few stations!"

"Do your best." Turned his commanding officer Zirkok.

"What is your command Sir?" asked an another officer.

"Hail the signal of surrender. Every capable battle forces put down their weapons and surrender to the enemy. There was enough bloodshed today."

The flight lieutenant nodded uneasily and reported his admiral command.

Meanwhile in the SSE Rhapsody. The flagship of the fourth fleet of the Alliance.

"Status report!" shouted Admiral Alfred F. Jones the admiral of the fourth fleet of the Alliance.

"Sir! We are taking heavy damage! Our fighter and frigate support are almost completely gone! Our cruisers are failing!" and another shot shook the ship bridge and the people stumbled into each other falling to the ground in the process.

"Sir! I suggest immediate disengage. Our ship is like Swiss cheese! If it goes forward like this, we will not be able to disengage anymore!" an another tremor rocked the SSE Rhapsody.

"What the hell was this?" asked the Admiral vulgarly.

"Sir! Multiple ships in our backs. They managed to cripple our FTL drive and propulsion engines. We can't move in any direction! We as dead like a stone in the lake!" informed him the officer.

The admiral gritted his teeth. "Relay the command to every ship in the fourth fleet. Disengage from the battle."

The communication officer relayed the message. "Sir! Invaders boarded the ship not far from the bridge!"

The admiral clenched his fist. "I will not go down without a fight!"

"Everyone who afraid of his/her life. Take the closest escape pods and hail surrender to the enemy ships. Anyone who is willing to fight. Grab a weapon and take cover."

"Message sent Sir!" relayed the last command the communicating officer. The Admiral grabbed his Carnifex from his side and prepared for the battle.

A minute later he heard as the Marines of the other side of the deck reinforced door started to scream. As multiple gunshots from the marine's M8 Avenger assault rifle and various other weapons churning out the grain sized slugs what was accelerated the fraction of the speed of the light what based on the mass acceleration technology fired.

Besides that, he heard unknown weapons what from the noise what they emitted. Resembled to the olds sci-fi movies energy based weapons. Numerous horrific dead growls can be heard behind the door what mixed with the alien's speech. What sounded simple barking for the admiral.

The admiral heard his soldier's desperate shouts and screamed Meanwhile the Barney theme song started to play from their loudspeakers with maximum volume. He wanted to close his ears and crouch in the corner hearing his fellow soldiers dying screams and the horrible music. But he can't do that. He had to fight. He had to avenge his fallen comrades and finally shut down that terrible music.

"M-Monsters!"

"W-What is this!? Huge armored U-Undead?! Stay away from me!"

"Why don't you die already damn monsters?!" shouted an another marine desperately.

"Somebody! Please! Stop this horrible music! My ears are melting!"

"DIE! DIE! DIE!" crazed uncontrolled gunshots can be heard.

"I just want to go home… I just want to go home… I just want to go home! I don't want to Barney eat me!"

"What kind of sick joke is this!?" thought the admiral as he gritted his teeth.

These voices. Sounds and music terrified and confused everyone completely in the command deck of the SSE Rhapsody. The intruders reached the reinforced door and started to cut it through with their energy-based technology. The few officers and the admiral prepared themselves for the battle.

The door has been breached. The admiral managed to release a few shots but suddenly. He saw how proficiently the enemy commando moved.

There was multiple bulky black armored figure. Their armor was covered by horrific bloodied spikes, and multiple blood lines sprout all across on their black armor.

The dread seized everyone in the deck what the creatures emitted. The black armored creatures emitted the feeling of death and every officer in the deck started to shook in their intimidating presence. A close faced helmet covered their faces. On the top of the helmets, two demonic looking horns emerged making the creatures even more daunting.

But through the eye holes of the closed-faced helmet Dreadful red lights emitted from their eyes. Only promising certain death and bad intentions anyone who dare to oppose them.

On their hand, they carried black shield covered by a thin layer of the purple energy field. If a normal person would try to raise that kind of bulky tower shield. The person most likely broke its back.

Maybe a Krogan can raise it, but the admiral was not sure about that. On their other hand, they carried a futuristic looking item what from its appearance can be used both as an assault rifle and a sword. The creatures were death knights.

These creatures covered the other members of the commando what arrived with them. Among them various creatures. In various shapes and sizes in a skin tight black suit. They as well carried various close ranged energy based weapons and futuristic looking magic-fuelled projectile weapons.

They were the Shadow blades. These commando units were the Sorcerer Kingdom's elite sabotage units what specialized infiltration and boarding pirate ships. Efficiently disabling the ships, the bases, and crew in a non-lethal way if it's possible with their enchanted weapons what was tuned to fire paralyzing and sleeping magical projectiles. Their training consisted the most brutal methods what you can find in the Sorcerer Kingdom, and various higher ranked magical and inflation techniques.

Seemingly almost all of them sheathed their weapons and raised their hands. The members of the crew of the SSE Rhapsody shot them everything that they had. But the grain sized projectiles simply brushed off by the bulky death knights or stopped by an invisible energy field.

As they raised their hands. Various shaped and colored rune projection appeared before their palms. While they chanted in their unknown language.

The energy projectiles from their hands started to hit the admiral men one by one. Each member who gets hit by the strange energy projectiles fallen onto the ground. Some of them simply fallen asleep. Some of them just completely paralyzed. Admiral Alfred F. Jones looked around, and only he and another officer were ion their feet. Then from behind him, he felt a strange presence appearing.

He glanced behind his black and the darkness fell into his vision. He started to fall towards the ground just to see the last thing what most likely he will see in his life. A woman who strangely has elf ears and wore a strange mask before her mouth and a sunglass covered her eyes.

With his last strength, he curled his mouth upward and released a weak chuckle. "Where are the dragons..." he released his last sarcastic sentence.

In the board of the Siren. Asari dreadnought.

Matriarch Phogatea Matoros gritted her teeth and clenched her fist seeing what the reckless Turians caused.

"Matriarch! Our kinetic barriers ineffective against their energy based projectiles, and we lost contact most of our fleets! Our drive core and propulsion engines are crippled, and we got reports from multiple decks about boarders! The commandos report about some kind of strange biotic and strange black armored mechs what's simply shrug off our commando's biotic attacks. We also got reports we managed to cripple a few of them with heavy weapons, but they just continued crawling towards our units!"

The Matriarch was silent for a moment. Thinking about the possible options. Then an another tremor shook the ship. And a really annoying music started to play from the loudspeakers meanwhile multiple dancing dinosaurs, and other creatures appeared on multiple stations screen.

"Matriarch! We got a report from boarders not far from the commanding deck, and we lost multiple stations because of some kind of strange virus. The boarders will be here in a minute!"

Matriarch Phogatea was more than one thousand years old. She was proud. Yes. She was wise. Yes. She saw many things under her long lifespan. Yes. But nothing could prepare her for such thing what she witnessed just today. Such terrible music. Such terrible creatures.

This new race single handily annihilated multiple fleets what the Citadel Council sent to stop them. And broke their spirits completely with their terrible psychological warfare. True they managed to cripple five of that one and a half-kilometre-long dreadnought and multiple cruisers and smaller ships. But what a cost!

They lost almost every ship and the few remaining already retreating. There was no way out only hoping if they surrender the enemy may have civilized enough to negotiate.

"Damn those Turians! What kind of wasp nest they kicked in this time?!" she gritted her teeth as she murmured under her nose.

"Matriarch? What's your command?" asked the commanding officer who sat beside her.

"Relay the command of every ship of surrender. The ships whose able to use their FTL drive. Disengage from the system immediately and return to the Citadel. Every force put down their weapons."

The commanding officer nodded and relayed the command. Then her eyes widened. "Matriarch! Our sensors show an another fleet appeared in the system! My goddess. This fleet is bigger than the previous, and they came from a…"

"Where?" asked the Matriarch as she glanced to her battle sister.

The commanding officer gulped. "Through an enormous black oval gate what warping the space and time around itself. Causing distortions what makes our sensors goes wary."

The Matriarch sighed in defeat and shook her head. "We may be signed the death sentence our whole race thanks to the turians."

She prepared to the surrender. She already gave out to her Commandos to put down their weapons and surrender unconditionally. There were still fights in the ships. But they were rare.

She heard as numerous marching metallic boots thud on her dreadnought floor. The door opened, and she stood up from her chair to face the enemy. Numerous black armored bulky creatures with various weapons and some smaller various shaped and sized creature stood on her bridge.

Some of them were bear female characteristic, some of them male. Some they did not recognize.

"I am Matriarch Phogatea Matoros. We surrender. I request proper treatment for my fellow sisters."

A black armored figure stepped through the many skin-tight suits wearing figure. He was taller than a Krogan. Wore a white hood in his head. But the matriarch was unable to see his face under the hood. She only saw his or rather its menacing glowing white eyes what emitted white fog. Various engravings adorned the black armor what's glowed with a white light. But without them. The armor could be seen so black it could suck away all light from the room. A black and white tentacle wings sprouted from his back what seemingly constructed from pure energy.

She the human culture after they appeared on the galactic stage. And the creature mostly resembled the angels from the Bible with its wings and armor characteristic. Despite it wore black armor and its white eyes were menacing instead of reassuring under its hood.

The matriarch was completely terrified and awed the masterfully crafted armors and weapons the strange aliens. She never saw such things before in her long life. Despite according most of the Asari. After they enter the matriarch age, they do not really want to learn any new things anymore.

But seeing these new alien's technology and masterfully crafted equipment. She realized. She still far from knowing everything. The unconquerable thirst for knowledge what she felt she satisfied long time ago. Renewed itself and it was stronger than ever before.

The figure nodded to her request and signed to his subordinates with a single hand motion but said nothing. With that, the strange creatures started to bound and confiscated the weapons from the Asari forces.

In the USK Prophet deck.

The battle has strained their ships heavily due to the jump through the mass relay came with an unforeseen consequence. But they held themselves steadily. Five Smaragdina class dreadnought were already crippled, but the two Executor-class dreadnoughts kept themselves steadily as well the cruisers. However, the enemy managed to cripple or destroy fifteen of them.

The dogfight was almost over between the drones and the fighters, and it seemed they won but with heavy causalities.

Then he got the signal. The reinforcements arrived!

From the nothingness, an enormous black oval shaped gate opened. Tearing a hole through time and space. From it, two Executor-class heavy dreadnought five Smaragdina class dreadnought and multiple escorting cruiser and frigates came through.

"Fleet Admiral! The Bloodfallen is hailing us!" informed Zaryusu, his communication officer.

The Lizardman fleet admiral nodded. "Patch them through."

As the Ensign pushed the required buttons, an older looking woman appeared on the holographic screen. She wore the same admiral uniform as Zaryusu. Despite her graying hair and wrinkled face. Her expression and her brown eyes shining still showed she was full of energy despite her old age.

She was Trinity Bareare. The member of the ancient Bareare bloodline what produced many talented battlefield commander and scientist under the course of the history of the Sorcerer Kingdom. Strangely, with each descendant, the talent became stronger and stronger use their bloodline strength.

"Ah. Fleet Admiral Zaryusu! I see we missed the fun. According to our scanners, it was a hell of a battle. Do you need help with the cleaning?"

Zaryusu smirked. "Fleet Admiral Bareare. I thought you were retired years ago."

The senior woman scoffed. "Shush. And let you youngsters take all the glory, action and let ruin my hard work? No thanks kid!"

Zaryusu chuckled.

"Well, do you need assistance or what!?" scoffed the old woman.

Zaryusu nodded. "Yes, if you may be so nice and help us Fleet Admiral Bareare." He asked politely.

"Sure kid!" she saluted to Zaryusu. Barked her commands to her subordinates and the newly arrived fleet started its maneuver.

On the Intruder's deck.

"Sir! Our systems are failing, and we got reports multiple boarding units! Multiple ships retreated from the battle! Our men can't hold them back much longer! We got reports some kind of large black mechs, and the soldiers speak about some kind of monsters cutting them down with energy weapons. Our simple firearms are useless against the invading enemy armors! Many amongst them using paralyzing arms to make simply unconscious our men!"

The general gritted his mandibles. "Our fleet status?"

"The fleet's area failing Sir! Ten out of twelve of our dreadnoughts are already crippled, captured by the enemy or disengaged from the battle due the damage made them unable to fight further. Multiple cruisers fail to continue the fight, our frigate support is gone, and the enemy managed to disable our carriers and capture them."

The general turned to his subordinate. "How is that possible!? We sent two whole feet to their support!?"

"Sir! Not long ago that huge two and half-kilometre-long dreadnought appeared with substantial support and… by the spirits… they used some kind of energy weapon what simply cut at half the two dreadnoughts what we sent! And…" the officer gulped.

"And? What is it, officer! Answer me!" he shouted.

"A-A new enemy fleet arrived into the system through an unknown transportation method The energy spike was larger than a type A sun energy signature!" explained the officer.

General Vicrius jumped up from his chair. "What!? Impossible! There is no way anything can generate such amount of energy and store it without harm the ships energy circulation and structure!"

"Multiple ships requesting disengage from the battle Sir! Our whole fleets are failing," warned him the commanding officer.

The general gritted his mandibles. "Authorize the disengage. And relay…." The lights started to flicker in the ships, and almost every haptic interface has been disabled, and a mocking music started to play. Meanwhile, various dancing figure started to dance on the holographic screens and annoying commercials started to play and pop up on the screen where the figures did not dance. All of them were from the soldier's extranet mail accounts.

"Sir! We lost control over everything! We are completely defenseless."

"Our propulsion engines are working?" asked the general hastily.

"Yes, sir! However just barely."

The general stood up. "Everyone who want to live to leaves the ship." He turned his head to the commanding officer. "We ram the enemy flagship. If we are going down, they will come with us!" the general squinted his eyes.

The commanding officer nodded. "Yes, Sir!"

"Full throttle!" gave the order general Vicrius.

The commanding officer just pushed the last buttons, and the ship started its way towards the USK Prophet with the full speed what it was still capable.

They have almost reached the ship and collided with it. Then a strange pirate figure appeared and started to move his hand left and right meanwhile he showed a lecturing index finger.

"Aaa... You didn't say the magic word! Aaa... You didn't say the magic word! Aaa... You didn't say the magic word!..."

The Intruder's propulsion engines turned to backward motion and stopped the ship before it could collide with the USK Prophet.

"Sir! According to the scanners, our propulsion engines turned backward motion!" reported the ensign.

"What! Impossible! What happened?!" jumped up the general.

"Our system diagnostic sill working sir! Some kind of hacking. Our firewalls were unable to fend it off…" Then the gravitation disabled, and everyone started to float.

Suddenly the command desk door exploded, and the general lost his consciousness due to the sudden blast. In his last moment of consciousness, he saw multiple black armored bulky figure what he heard about the reports.

"Damn aliens…" he murmured.

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Scene Change: Milky Way: Serpent Nebula star cluster: Widow system:: A few days later:

Jeff "Joker" Moreau. The pilot of the Normandy-SR2. Sat in his comfortable leather pilot chair what was directly designed to him. Meanwhile, they were docked in the Citadel docking bay. He did not really like working with the Cerberus. But despite the Cerberus questionable activities in the past. And he really doesn't want to admit loudly.

But they really damn good when it comes to building starships. The new Normandy was stronger. Faster, her maneuverability was miles better than her predecessor. And that drive core. Hmm. Sometimes he felt he want to lick that beauty.

Whenever Joker stood up with great difficulty and walked around on the ship due to his bone disease. He goes down to the engineering deck or switches one of the deck screens to show it.

He loved the new Normandy every piece. Except one. The new A.I. E.D.I.

The Cerberus dared to install her in her baby and ruin the feeling when he flew with the ship!

That A.I. is always rambling about meaningless things.

For example. How he always overdrives and strain a little his baby just to test her capabilities a little bit. It is really annoyed him. Now he just checked the ship propulsion engines configuration and thought about how he could tune it even more. Then the new and the old crew members came into his mind.

They have enough scary crazy person in the ship already. Why Shepard always wants more crazy people around herself? Maybe she is masochistic? Or she basically attracted crazy people?

They had already had Garrus who pulled out the stick from his anus and now beating bad guys with it instead of just sitting on it.

Not speaking about that mad Salarian scientist who always wants a sample from his bone to study or joke around he released some kind of deadly disease on the ship.

And that crazy biotic woman... She almost splattered him on the wall when he shot a simple joke. Geez..

Grunt... He doesn't really want to meet him. After he heard he simply tacked Shepard who was one of the strongest biotic Vanguard in the galaxy and her bones were even strengthened with nanotubes after she woke him up. Joker doesn't really want to imagine what will happen to him when Grunt takes his hand, claws or paw or whatever the Krogans had on him and his already fragile bones.

He did not speak much with Miranda but the little chat what the two of them had. She is like E.D.I. Strict always following the damn rules. Maybe she is E.D.I. mother. He often thought about this, but every time he asks about E.D.I. She always denies it.

"Cerberus should have spent more to develop E.D.I. Function for lying because her lies the worst what he ever heard. Not speaking about her jokes... Guhhh..." He thought.

Jacob was alright. He often speaks with him when he came up to check him. Despite the fact that he was with the Cerberus, he was not as stuck headed like Miranda and understood his jokes.

However, when he started to speak about weapons. Pff. He can't stop his tongue. After a while it became tiring. However, he liked weapons. (Mostly ship weapons.) As the saying goes. One can have too much of a good thing.

But at least Doctor Chakwas was here in the new Normandy. That was a good point. Except when she wanted to inject him with her various Medicines. She always said. 'This is for your own good Mr. Moreau…"

Joker knew this, but he still hated injections. E.D.I. Holographic blue sphere suddenly popped up beside him. "Mr. Moreau my sensors detect multiple massive energy spikes near the citadel. The energy signature is unknown."

"You are sure E.D.I.? Not just the nearby patrol fleet arrived back as scheduled?" he asked suspiciously. According to Joker, the young A.I. was too paranoid.

"No. Mr. Moreau. I checked multiple times. In the meantime, I managed to locate the source."

"Where is it?" asked Joker.

"Mr. Moreau. Look out the window ."

Joker looked out the Normandy window, and his eyes widened. Before him. Floated towards the docking claws the biggest ship what he ever saw. It was followed by a few lesser but equally majestic ship.

The battleships were slender. Aerodynamically designed. Beautifull. They were a pure piece of art. If he did not know the Normandy personally, he even fell in love, at first sight, seeing the newly arrive unknown ships designs.

"I advise notifying Shepard and the other crew members whose are on shore leave to return the ship as soon as possible. According to the Citadel schedule, they did not plan to receive such big ship. Neither I find its IFF anywhere in the Citadel or any other database."

Joker nodded. "You are right." He pushed a few button on his haptic interface and started to speak.

"Commander… It would be better…"

"Yes, Joker. Something wrong." Replied a female voice.

"Yeah… We have a 'little' problem…" replied Joker sarcastically.

"What? An another Reaper appeared? Leave it to Garrus and me." She chuckled on the radio channel.

"I am not sure it is a Reaper or not. But it's certainly bigger… than Sovereign was."

"What!? This is a very bad joke! Joker!" she scolded her pilot.

"Don't believe me. Just look out the window." scoffed Joker sarcastically.

Fortunately, Shepard was on the side of the Wards where she could clearly see the docking ships. Her emerald green eyes and Garrus eyes widened. Kasumi eyes widened under her hood and her mouth was in agape. Seeing the multiple enormous ships, and she whistled.

"I wonder how much stuff I can filch from those ships." Said the master thief as she thought about the riches what can she found in such big ships.

"I certainly don't have enough ammunition to take down that thing. Sorry, Shepard." Informed his commander Garrus as he glanced towards the commander beside him.

"Holy shit…." Shuttered the redhead commander as she grabbed her head.

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A/N

Well, this is for now.

I hope you liked it.

I never actually wrote fleet battles before so please frogive me if it was shitty.

Tell me your opinion. Like, review, whatever! :D

So I may furrther increase my work quality.

Have a nice day!