Authors Note:
I felt kind of bad starting the story out short, but I saw I had a few good responses and decided to add on too it. As I said, each chapter will start to get longer. I should be able to get the next chapter out in a couple of days. Also, I have played this series many times, but I think the hardest part of this story will be trying to talk like the Geth. I'll try it and perhaps someone can offer assistance if it is needed, but we will cross that bridge when we get too it. Enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: The following story is not used to make a profit or advertisement. Mass Effect was created by EA/Bioware. I take no credit for any original characters, possible dialogue, story, or elements I may put in this story.
A few minutes after Contact
Unknown System, Near Relay 314
MSV New York
Lieutenant Pual Jackson had just stubbed his toe on one of the beds in the crews couters, but he barely registered the pain. He had just been promoted to 2nd Lieutenent prior to the mission and was a man in his late 20s with blond hair and blue eyes and was doing well in the military. He already had several metals he had earned back in the old US Army. He never did let the acomplishments get to his head and understood what it meant to get the job done.
He couldn't believe what he had just heard over the speaker. First Contact. He saw a clock by one of the beds show it had been about an hour since he had laid down and began to get his gear on, since he knew he would have to be on the bridge with his captain at once.
Once he had his armor on, he went up to the bridge.
Captain Trenton had just got back to the bridge from his courters in his Phoenix armor.
"Have you asked the crew to have our ship emit a signal, as well as all the other ships?" he asked his pilot
"Yes sir," Davis answered. Trenton took note of how pale she looked. " I know how you are feeling right now, but we need you to have a clear head if things go south."
"Don't worry captain, I will." She wiped some of the sweat from her face and continued to look outside. "How ironic, right?
"Quite" he murmered.
Finally his XO came up behind him. He noticed how his eyes were glazed and a little red from exhuastion. He would make sure he was allowed a reprieve once the situation had was a long silence that was eventually broken by Jackson.
"This is insane."
Trenton chuckled, "Your telling me, but humanity knew it couldn't be alone and knew the risks venturing deeper into space."
"How's our friend responding to our emissions?" Jackson asked Davis.
"About what we would expect, no response," Davis answered.
The ship was shaped like a tad pol and looked to have the color of purple. The ship was indeed active, as they saw it emiting helium-3 out of its thrusters.
"Could be a threat. That would be our luck," Jackson said.
"If it is a threat, the Alliance has our backs. That ship is the size of a cruiser at most and it may be their only ship for all we know," Davis said more to herself than the other two.
"Lets not jump the gun just yet, they probably do not undertsand what our patterns mean. Just give it a few moments," Trenton said, feeling more on edge the closer the ship got and the longer time passed.
They waited in great anticipation. The wait was intense and they continued to stare out at the ship.
Finally, Davis broke the silence.
"Captain, I think the ship is responding. Its corresponding to our pattern."
"Trenton got on the comm. "All frigates, stay put. The MSV New York will attempt to dock with the vessel." "Don't fire unless it does." "Stay alert."
"Are we really going to try docking? We don't even know if its brodcasting those emissions to lure us into a trap," Jackson said with worry and disbelief in his voice.
"I don't like it any more than you do, but it hasn't fired on us yet and this could benefit humanity greatly. We don't have many options. We don't want to start a worthless war and we have no idea how much faster this thing is compared to us and if it could track us if we try to escape. We can't risk spooking it and have it follow us back to one of our systems. We need to be cuatious and deal with this here and now."
"Understood sir." Jackson replied.
The frigates finally turned off their drive cores, but continued broadcasting the same emissions while the New York crept forth.