This is different from my other Makuta story as you can see.

If you want to see what my particular Makuta looks like, look up Makuta Antroz. My character looks like that minus the wings, and tridax pod.

Before in this story: I gained the powers and ability of a Makuta, I was granted a companion or guide for training purposes. I am being investigated by the one and only Garrus Vakarian. Lastly I enter into an insane idea that no self insert has attempted before. (to my knowledge, not in this way)

Lastly, I don't own MASS EFFECT 1, 2, or 3. Neither do I own BIONICLE.

So I put my plan in motion. It required a simple audience with the Council that I was more then prepared to give. There ability to receive it was a little dubious to say the least.

I had exited my apartment twenty minutes before and headed towards the Presidium. Along the way I stopped and looked at the plants in the Garden area of the Presidium. I was surprised to see Poison Ivy, (I wonder who tricked them into putting that there. Why is a Krogan sitting in the middle of that Poison Ivy? Hmm, Oh well better keep walking.)

I came to a spot next to a section devoted to carnivorous plants. I found the plants from Tuchnuka very disturbing and quickly hurried on.

By this time I was just outside the Council Tower, (Or whatever the tower is called that the Council is in.)

Teleportation easily got me to just outside the council chambers. As a wall still separated the Council and me I focused on forsaking my human form for the Makuta form. This particular Makuta form boasted the six mandibles and inner jaw of Makuta Antroz, second in command of the Brotherhood. Furthermore, this face was also chosen by the disgraced Makuta Spirah.

I grinned, showing off my mandibles in an eerie grin. Then I activated my Telepathy power and probed the council chamber, insuring that they were alone. As no one was in their except for the Councilors I activated Density Control and stepped right though the wall.

The Asari Councilor, (Tevos) stopped talking to the Turian (Sparatus), and the Salarian (Valaren), as she noticed me. She was easily stunned into silence at my nightmarish appearance.

"What are you?" the Asari said, her voice quavering slightly.

Now the Turian and the Salarian noticed me. The Turian made to push a button on his chair that I presumed would summon security. I defiantly did not desire for C-sec to bust in here and attempt to arrest me. To say the least the end result would be brutal.

"Stop," I said looking straight at him. Peculiarly my voice took on the attributes of Makuta Teridax, which consisted mainly of his grating voice.

Tevos gestured to Sparatus to refrain from summoning security.

Then she said in a less then sure voice, "what have you to say?"

The Salarian councilor appeared to be whispering rapidly under his breath. I only caught a few words, 'Bio-mechanical, unknown species, maybe Prothean, and capabilities unknown.'

I started with a slightly bogus story of course they would never believe the real one, "I am from a race called, Makuta."

"Are you some type of prototype mech?" The Turian interrupted.

I scowled, a particularly frightening gesture, "I. AM. A. MAKUTA."

The Turian momentarily cowed, I continued, "My race is long gone and I am the only one left."

The Salarian cut in then jumping to a conclusion, "Killed by what?"

I responded curtly, "Betrayal, our leader Teridax, tricked the most powerful of us to go to Karda Nui. There they were destroyed when he activated a powerful weapon known as the Cordex, they were killed by the energy storm generated by it activating."

"Surely you were not so naïve that all of you trusted your leader so explicitly?" Tevos asked.

"Of course not, Both Krika and Icarax noticed what the Cordex was for. Though, Gorast, Teridax's most loyal follower, destroyed them before they could warn the others. I was on a pioneer voyage on my own spaceship, which I had designed, during this time, so I was not killed. Teridax did not see one Makuta's absence as a serious threat."

"During my long absence Teridax proceeded to kill off all the other lesser Makuta and seize control of our world."

The Salarian spoke up then, interrupting for the second time, "By killing of other Makuta, none left to rule over." The Salarian shook his head, "No, implies other ingenious species, Yes?"

I nodded, "Yes there was a lesser specie, the Matoran. Teridax wished for them to worship him as a God but the Matoran did not wish for such absolute servitude. Their warriors managed to over-throw and cast down Teridax and his minions, the Rahkshi."

Here Tevos cut in, "Rahkshi?"

"Automated life-forms," I said, "Sort of like Mechs but organic."

"When I returned I discovered that the Makuta had been cast down and the Matoran had set up a democracy. I then decided they were best left to their own decision-making. I then repaired the damage my shuttle had suffered and returned to the stars. I traveled for many years before I attached my ship to a passing freighter and hacked into their databases and consequently gained access to the Codex and extra-net."

"I came here to meet with this Council and ask a favor of you," I continued.

"What favor?" the Turian Councilor asked suspiciously.

I grinned, "As the last of my species I ask to be indicted into consideration for the Special Tactics and Reconnaissance."

Tevos stared thoughtfully off into space then turned to the other Councilors and had a quiet and private conversation.

Tevos then stepped forward after they seemingly met a decision. She said, "We will assign a Spectre to take you with them on three missions of their choosing then they will present their verdict. In the case of you being Spectre material we will formally induct you into the Spectres, if not then you will simply not become a Spectre."

"Thank you," is said, "Who is the Spectre that will consider me?"

"A very well known one," The Turian councilor said then continued, "in fact a living legend, Saren Arterius."

If I still had as little control of my body as I had now my mouth would have hit the floor. As it was I said, "It would be an honor to be evaluated by such an esteemed Spectre, are you sure I would not be a burden to him? From what I have gathered he usually travels and works alone."

Tevos turned to the Sparatus, "He does have a point."

The councilors engaged in another whispered conversation then as they finished the Salarian turned back to me and spoke, "We have considered. You will be evaluated by Asari Spectre Netl' Nasari."

I briefly considered, (Who is she? Never heard of her.). Then I replied, "I am honored, councilors, that you took the time to see me."

The Turian and Salarian nodded, but Tevos smiled warmly.

Understandably she spoke up as I turned to leave, "You will find the Spectre down in the Gardens."

I nodded to her and said, "Thank-You."

I left the chamber paying no heed to the hushed conversation behind me. (They do not trust me, but they will in time.)

I looked out a window on the side of the stairs and teleported down into the Gardens. This time I kept my Makuta form on in the open. Though, I softened the look of the armor somewhat so that it matched the Mass Effect armor more closely.

I inwardly laughed at the stares bystanders started to give me. I noticed several Krogan sizing up how good I would be in a fight and nodded to them but hurried on. At the moment I most certainly did not want to cause any incidents. I settled into the shadows of some otherworldly tree and activated my omni-tool.

Due to my ability to absorb and use life-forms, technology, and scenery, I had a perfect grasp on hacking. The reason for this being I had gained the abilities that an omni-tool possessed. As a result I entered her name and quickly ran a search, at the last second I decided against completely hacking her omni-tool. Instead, I sent her a message on her Omni-tool.

The message consisted of:

Greetings Spectre Netl' Nasari,

As you may know the Council has asked for you to evaluate me for the ranks of the Spectres. You can contact the Council for confirmation on this. Lastly, to be blunt, what is your location?

From Makuta

Moments later I heard an omni-tool at the edge of my hearing go off. I set of in that direction the second I say that it was an Asari's omni-tool. (Hopefully this is the Spectre.)

I jumped as another voice entered my mind, ~you have telepathy, you know~

I rolled my eyes at my own stupidity and activated Telepathy. After just a few seconds I ascertained that it was indeed the Spectre I was looking for.

Nasari was apparently just finished checking my message when she brought a hand to her temple and grimaced. I quickly wondered if my telepathic probes induced headaches if I probed to deep to quickly. I shook of the thought as she pressed a few buttons and started to talk into her omni-tool. With my sensitive hearing coupled with some slight telepathy I discovered she was talking to the Council. I stood idly behind a tree and watched her as she carried on a conversation with the Council for a few minutes.

At the end she nodded, subconsciously and turned her omni-tool to something else as she typed something out.

My omni-tool beeped a few seconds after she finished typing and I rapidly brought the message up.

It simply read:

To: Makuta

I am by the fountain.

Spectre Nasari

I looked at it, then her, than back again to the omni-tool. After this brief hesitation I stepped out of cover. The Asari must have possessed good situational awareness as she saw the movement out of the corner of her eye and turned he head to look at me.

The Asari kept her face neutral but reached out her hand and said, "I am Spectre Nasari, it is a pleasure to meet a new species."

"I am Makuta…Pridak." Inwardly I laughed, for Pridak was the name of a Barraki warlord that fought the first open war against the Makuta. Pridak before he became a Barraki was the lieutenant of Icarax. A former member of the Brotherhood but still not a true Makuta.

~Oh, the irony~ Krika told me, and to my credit I didn't flinch at all at the mental intrusion.

(Find anything?)

~Numerous areas of this 'Citadel' are disturbing~

(Such as?)

~Do you not hear the sound coming from that monument?~ Krika asked referring mentally to the relay monument.

(I knew that. Anything else?)

~Yes, some places whisper~

(Whisper? Sorry have to talk to this Spectre.)

I was still facing the Spectre, but thankfully no time had passed in the physical world, it being mere seconds after our exchange of pleasantries.

"So, you have a ship?" I asked the Spectre.