Author's notice: For people wondering why I'm rewriting chapter five. I'm doing it because it felt like I rushed this chapter and left some major plot holes in the chapter. I decided to revamp the chapter because of dru'id the druid's criticism. I am keeping several past elements of the previous chapter, but I'm going to be mostly removing, changing or adding things. Please rate, review and fav if you like this story. Also, the Azura's code isn't Elder scrolls canon. I created it just for this fanfiction for whoever is wondering. I have deleted the old chapter five
The elder scrolls: Chapter five and the city screams and shouts.
The insanity bomb," Williams informed showing an image of a weapon not of death or destruction, but of chaos, terror and madness. The crowd murmured in shock at the mere thought of the insanity bomb being used. They all knew the insanity bomb isn't meant to stop wars, it's meant to invoke panic and fear in people making it a terrorist weapon. Also, the notion that who ever is caught in the blast is rendered permanently insane for the rest of their life only further increased the crowd's distaste for the weapon. "One of the turian's major cities will be the perfect place to drop the insanity bomb and they would have no other choice, but to surrender and-."
"Are you insane? You can't use the bomb. Millions will be killed." yelled Jana angry at the general's willingness to use such a terrifying weapon. The crowd looked back at half of them agreeing with the elf and other with the imperial. She felt like punching the man straight in jar furious by what she assumed he was planning. Unfortunately, her moral code prevented her from even laying a finger on him and she remained somewhat calm.
"Shepard, I understand your concern, but it's an action that we must take to ensure the Empire's existence," he explained hoping she'll be willing to compromise.
"And in what way is rendering millions of people permanently insane. Sent to insane asylums, considered an act of peace," she asked aggressively as she walked towards him.
"Shepard you have to be willing to compromise at least. At least look at the situation from my viewpoint and I'm sure you'll do that right thing," he replied hoping she'll back down.
"I will. You won't. Don't do this, Williams. It will not work, only do harm," she warned. She started to remember of the last time the insanity bomb was dropped. It was twenty years ago when terrorist extremists got a hold of an insanity bomb. They decided to drop the bomb in the middle of the overcrowded crime filled city known as Riften. Two-hundred people were rendered permanently insane right when the bomb hit the ground. Those rendered insane attacked anything or anyone in sight without any regard for personal safety. It took nearly two days for the empire to stop the rioting and the city still haven't fully recovered. She did not enjoy remembering that her hometown had been bombed once. Still, the attack hasn't made the city any worse then what it once was.
"Williams, you must remember the last time the insanity bomb was used? You know what the consequences are, don't you dare make them," she warned hoping that remembrance of the dreadful incident would change Williams mind. It did not.
"Shepard, there's no need to worry. The bomb has been modified to be much less dangerous."
"How so?" She wondered why a few big or small changes could make a difference.
"The effects are less extreme and slower to develop. To make up for this, the range has been tripled from five to fifteen kilometres," he explained hoping the changes made will cause Shepard to sit down.
"And how are a few simple modifications going to change anything? It's still wrong to use it no matter," she explained still seeing the bomb's use as a moral crime no matter the circumstances.
"Shepard, I don't understand why you're so opposed to using this weapon. You practically cast fury spells on every single enemy soldier you see," he replied. It seemed rather hypocritical of the Dunmer to be fighting him when she herself had casted Fury on over a thousand people in her lifetime.
"I only use fury on evil and enemy soldiers, not on innocent lives," she replied annoyed by the accusation of being a hypocrite.
Williams knew she wouldn't back down and he was soon going to need some back up. He looked over Anderson who was still sitting in the back of the room watching the argument without making a sound. "Anderson, out of all the people here, you must be the one who agrees the most with me," he said trying to nudge the Redguard to his side. He knew Anderson was willing to make sacrifices for the greater good; how big though, Williams didn't know.
"Sorry Williams, but… I'm going to have go with Shepard on this one. We can't use the bomb, it will go against everything the Empire stands for; defending the freedom of life," he argued unexpectedly siding Jana or expectedly siding with his close friend and showing know sign of backing down.
Williams did not expect the simple act of asking for help to blow up in his face. He needed to find another to stop the argument before it escalated any further. Perhaps he could use their morals against them. "Shepard, what will your goddess Azura do?"
"She'll stop the bomb from being dropped and don't bring religion into these," she replied believing Williams was trying to take the focus away from the bomb.
Williams plan to use morals against Shepard quickly fell flat.
"The Supremes do they know," asked Anderson. If they knew then they would be the ones responsible if the bomb. If not, then that meant Williams could be labelled a terrorist. Both answers were upsetting and neither of them were something he wanted to be told.
Williams tilted his head away from the two in silience knowing that they won't enjoy what he was about to say.
"They don't know? Do they," asked Jana believing that Williams was now a terrorist.
"No, they do know and they're the ones who wanted to use the bomb. I'm just a messanger," he explained begging that they would stop bickering with him.
"They- they actually are the one's who wanted to drop an insanity bomb on crowd of innocent people," replied Anderson surprised that the three saints would be willing to do such a thing. In fact, he almost wanted for them to not know then that way whoever had an insanity bomb could at least be thrown into jail. "Oblivion, I never expected the Supremes to be willing to do such a thing. I mean have they even considered the risks," he said incredibly surprised by the three top heads could such a thing and coming into acceptance that they will.
Shepard had the same negative feelings for the Supremes as Anderson. They were no longer defenders of the people and only making sacrifices when Armageddon is an hour away. They were now defenders of their people and making sacrifices even when Armageddon is a thousand years away. Still, she would defend the empire to her last breath despite what the Emperor was willing to do.
She started to walk out the room intending to contact the Emperor and change his mind about dropping the bomb rather passively or mildly forcefully if she had too. To everyone else it looked like she was giving up much to the surprise of everyone who knew her. Williams felt relieved to have the elf off his back before she stuck a knife in his back. "Going to contact the Emperor. Convince him to not use the bomb," she announced as she walked out the door. Anderson took suit. "Don't need any help," said Shepard not wanting anyone to back her up. However, this did not stop David from following her. "I thought I told you I didn't need any help. I can handle myself with the Emperor." she said as she and he walked towards the radio station. She was starting to feel like David thought that she couldn't handle herself; it made her feel some slight hate towards her friend.
"I just want to know what the Supremes say," he lied; he really didn't think that the elf could change the Emperor's mind and will need some help. She wasn't weak by any chance; in fact; she's one of the most useful nightblades in the military and probably one of the most powerful mages out there. She just wasn't good with changing peoples minds unless it involved violences, torture or at least some threats.
Shepard knew that Anderson was lying and felt offended by anyone even slightly babying her no matter the problem. However, she decided to play along and act like she couldn't see past David's fragilely constructed lie.
They approached the radio station and immediately contacted the Supremes. An image of an argonian, dark elf and an imperial soon popped up on of the screens. "Hello Jana, David, did not expect to receive a call from you. Now what is it that you want? I'm in a hurry so make it quick," Muan El ordered acting casually ignoring them while he pretended to be in a rush. Maganus and Mary stood there completely still pretending to go along with it. His fake hurriedness wasn't very effective as both Shepard and Anderson knew that he avoiding being told about the insanity bomb.
"Don't drop the insanity bomb. Millions will be killed. All we ever stood for will be destroyed in an instant," she demanded hoping that Muan-El will be weak enough to submit to her demands. However, she knew it would take more then a few words to convince the Emperor to change his mind.
"I can't do that," he replied sounding very regretful like something bad has happened.
"What do you mean," asked David getting a bad vibe from what the Emperor was hinting at.
"Because we already detonated it twenty minutes ago," he replied feeling incredibly guilty for what he has allowed to happen. Shepard and Anderson's eyes light up in Shock.
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Saren stood in the Council chambers, the three councillors Tevos, Spartanus and Valern overshadowing him with their power and their silver podiums. They made him feel almost small; almost. He had been dragged to them just fifteen minutes after he got unto the citadel and forty-five minutes after he had learnt of his brother's death. He felt slightly overwhelmed being demanded to be brought forth to the citadel so quickly after his brother's death. He probably should have revealed his brother's death to his friend, Garrus. They have not told him why they demanded him to come, but he assumed it was because of his brother and the fleet.
"Do you know why we called you here," asked Spartanus his fury towards Saren slightly dripping from his mandibles.
He took a quick peek to the clock near his left, two-forty-five; he hoped he wouldn't be here for long. He looked back at the councillors. "I assume you wish to know why my brother is dead, why I'm missing an arm and why an entire fleet is missing," he replied not wanting to be here and wishing he was at his apartment so he can be at peace. Yet, he knew that saying No to the Council was like trying to say no to a Krogan. He decided to try to keep the unfortunate death off his mind for the mean time.
"Desolas is dead, but how," demanded Spartanus deeply upset by Desolas' passing. He was one of their best men in the army and it was a shame to see him pass away at only thirty-five. The artecus family seemed to have a history of moving quickly along. He wished he had known soon about Desolas' death, otherwise he wouldn't have been so harsh on the young turian.
Valern and Tevos, did feel sympathy for Saren, just not to the extent of Spartanus; neither of them know Saren or Desolas as well as Spartanus.
"He… he was killed in action, just recently," replied Saren trying not to show any sign of emotional weakness. He did not want to appear fragile in front of the council. "Now, what do you want with me," he said calmly hiding that reluctances to be here.
"Right," said tevos. She was surprised by how calm Saren was despite his brother's recent passing (Valern was surprised and Spartanus was impressed), through she could pick up signs of the detest to be here. "We haven't received any reports from the fleet and we're getting very much suspicious of what you were up to," said Tevos quite suspicious knowing that something was up. She did not know why no one on the now destroyed fleet took even the slightest bit of time to send in they're reports; she knew they were trying to hide something and she intended to find out. "We want everything that has happened so far and get leave out any of the details," she demanded.
"It started when my brother Desolas was guarding relay 314 along with the rest of the fleet. We didn't expect anything to pop out of the dormant relay, but something did. It was a small incredibly ugly ship that belonged to an alien race," he informed then describing every detail of the ship's design from its blocky geometrical design to its ugly gray makeshift form.
"Do you have any pictures or video footage of the ship," asked Valern wishing for the chance to analyze the footage.
Saren checked his omni-tool to see he still had it on him. "Actually, I have some footage on my omni-tool, but I don't know if it will work or not since I was electrocuted. I'll get to that part later," he replied much to the joy of Valern. Saren pressed the power button on the damaged omni-tool attempting to turn it on. "Come you stupid thing, work," he demanded frustrated as he hit his omni-tool several times. After several more hits, he eventually gave up when he realized it wouldn't work. "Shit, damn things busted. I don't think the footage is obtainable, there's some crazy stuff on there" he announced disappointed to being unable to show the extraordinary things he has recorded. He knew that the council would need to see the incredible power of the new aliens if they going to believe him or even have the slightest chance to defeat them. He had been in both awe and fear as soon as he witnessed a race he believed to be weak and spineless to turn out to be practically gods. Next he felt jealously, the desire to find a way to obtain their power. At first he had believed they're using some sort of technology to use these strange powers. However, he was proved wrong when he checked one of the god-aliens to loot any tech from his body. He was shocked when he couldn't find a single piece of tech on the lizard man; he came to the startling realization that their powers were natural.
"Just take it out and we'll try to retrieve the footage and what do you mean by crazy stuff," replied Spartanus leaning forward with keen interest to what Saren meant by crazy.
"You'll find out soon enough." Saren pulled out the hard-drive in his Omni-tool and walked towards Spartanus nervously along the thirty inch thick glass floor suspended three stories high. He really thought that the council chamber needed a complete redesigning so somebody doesn't accidently kill themselves will giving one of the Councillors a muffin or something. He handed the hard-drive to Spartanus and quickly yet carefully rushed back to the podium to the other side. He felt relieved to be off a glass floor. The councillors were confused by his fear of his glass floors and why he even decided to run across it in the first place.
Spartacus lifted the small black chip into the light looking at it eager to see what's on it. Valern looked at it too with the same thoughts as Spartanus "How much footage is recorded on it," Spartanus asked curious as a Salarian to see what was on it.
"A lot, now then let's get back to the story. When the ship came out of the relay, we laughed at its design thinking it was about to fall apart any second." He paused for a second. He tried to think of a lie that would show his brother in a much more positive light. Unfortunately, every single lie who could tell would be quickly rebounded if the footage on chip proves to be accessible. "My brother fired and shoot it down, I don't know why. But, I think my brother fired it on as an act of upholding the law," he told lied. He had been on a different ship at the time and wouldn't know why his brother ordered the shoot.
"Good, I would have done the same if I was Desolas," replied Spartanus proud of the Dead General's lawfulness. He didn't even take the time to consider rather or not Desolas' action was right or not; nor did he think of the consequences that will soon follow.
"Do you know if Desolas tried to make some contact with them," replied Tevos. She was more careful then Spartanus, asking if Desolas may have fired on innocent people while trying to uphold the law.
"I don't know. I was on a different ship then my brother," he replied much to the disappointed of Tevos. It would helpful for them to at least know what Desolas actions were in the ship appeared in front of them. But atlas, they would have to prepare without that small, yet perhaps valuable information.
"After that, my brother ordered the fleet to go through the relay and enter one of the aliens' systems. We then invaded one of their colonies to steal their technology, force them to become a client race and unlock the secrets of their powers," he replied much to the confusion of the council. What did he meant by unlocking the secrets of their powers and what technology could they have that could be of worth?
"What kind of technology," Spartanus asked intrigued. What kind of technology these newcomers possessed that Desolas would demand half the size of a full scale invasion full scale invasion of a planet? The fleet carried at least four-hundred soldiers on each ship and was made up of fifteen ships; that meant six-thousand men invaded half the size of a full scale invasion. If Saren has returned then where were the rest of the fleet? He was considering that they may have been killed, but six-thousand men, killed? It seemed completely crazy for six-thousand turian soldiers to fall in less then a weak. Although, Saren did mention technology that sparked his interests and he had some strange interesting power. He assumed these powers were some short of advanced form of biotics.
Valern was having the same interests to Saren's words as Spartanus; although, his curiosity was much of a scientific interest. He greatly wished for the chance for the salarian union to study their technology and the strange powers Saren has mentioned earlier. He was wondering if they had similar telepathic abilities like the asari only on a much stronger level. "What kind of power," he asked wishing for a first hand description.
"They're technology is well… how do I describe it? Their both laughably behind us and unbelievably more advanced then us," he informed much to the keen interest of the salarian councillor. "They're shields are about as strong as our weakest shields, they're mass effect weapons could use some work and some of their ships look they were designed by a five year old. They also still use books, papers and pencils unlike use; through, they could just really like books and writing," he informed recalling the almost sad way the newcomers had such pathetic technology. Although, their strange god-like powers and other tech that is unbelievable easily outweighed their weaknesses.
"In terms of advancement, their armour is made out of something that is both five times lighter and stronger then ours. They have energy possessed weapons; have found a way to defy the laws of physics. I'm pretty sure they have teleportation technology and you know how I said their ships are like crap; well, some of their other ships are as powerful as they are beautiful as their cities," he told in awe and wonder of the things he had witnessed.
Even though they have both killed his brother, countless other turian soldiers, took his arm and destroyed an entire fleet; the newcomers did deserve admiration for what they had. He recalled that pretty much everything he saw on the alien world was magnetically beautiful like it design by professional sculptures.
He was surprised by how he was in awe of these newcomers despite what they have done to him. Even the council was confused by the way he described the newcomers.
"Did you manage to recover any of their technology," asked Valern begging for the chance to study anything of these newcomers.
"Yes…" Valern lightened up. "…But, we lost it all when the fleet was destroyed." Valern scientific excitement dropped.
"That is most unfortunate. Is their anything else you'll like to tell us; like the strange powers they have," asked Tevos becoming intrigued by these newcomers. The way Saren described them was surprisingly favourable despite what they have done to the man. She was most certain that the newcomers were responsible for his brother's death and Saren's loss of his left arm.
Saren stirred in his head all the different ways he could tell that these newcomers are like something out of a fantasy book without sounding crazy; zero. "They're practically gods," he slowly replied completely serious as to not make it sound like a joke. Although, it sounded like he may have been hallucinating to the councillors.
"What do you mean by practically gods," asked Spartacus curious to why Saren would use god to describe them. The asari republic, turian hierarchy or salarian union has never been described at as god-like; ever. So, why would Saren describe the newcomers like such?
"They… can… use… magic," he reluctantly told nervously not wanting to sound like some joker. All three of the councillors wondered what he meant by magic as they all had a different idea of magic. Magic to Tevos is something defies reality itself. To Valern, magic is something we don't understand yet. To Spartanus, magic is something that doesn't exist.
"Magic? So they can use wand or spells like out of those books," replied Spartacus mocking Saren thinking that he have been hallucinating while serving with his brother. "Saren, have you ever taken any drugs before in secret?"
"No, no, no, not at all, I'll never take drugs in my entire life and I'm really telling the truth, they do use magic," he replied completely serious not wanting to sound like a fool.
"Then what do you mean by magic and be more descriptive," demanded Tevos. Her eyes were light up annoyed by Saren telling her that magic is real. He was a spectre candidate for crying out loud, yet he believes in magic. Through, perhaps these newcomers really could use magic and Saren was not exaggerating.
"They can control the elements, mess with your emotions, raise the dead, turn invisible, create force fields, shoot bolts of fire, lightning and race, heal major wounds within seconds, summon beings from thin air, teleport, transmute basically anything, and I think one of them destroyed a tank, no wait; seven. Before you even ask if it's because of technology, it isn't. I checked one of the wizards bodies and couldn't find even the slightest piece of technology on them, not even nano-technology." he informed calmly and serious. The council was utterly baffled by how Saren told them such wild things in such a calm and serious tone. Even Saren himself couldn't believe what he had just told the council; that magic is real and a bunch of newcomers had found it first.
"Saren, are you serious? Because these better not be some kind of joke. Magic? For the entire history of the asari race not once have their even been a single report even close to magic. We have biotics, but that can hardly be counted as 'magic'," replied Tevos. She did not believe a single word Saren said believing he was just imagining things. She did felt like discussing the possibility if magic is possible or not.
"Is there anything else you will like to tell us about this 'wizards' like their appearance, estimated military strength, culture and anything else that doesn't involve magic," she asked not wanting any mention of magic.
Saren looked at Tevos, she was completely rejected even the slightest shimmer that magic may exist. He did not expect Tevos to be so opposed to him telling that magic is real, even if it did sound crazy; it was the truth. Although, if they can use magic, then why can't they; it didn't make any sense. He knew Spartanus wouldn't believe in magic and I will say that these newcomers are just trying to scare them. Saren wondered if perhaps they were trying to scare them or just incredibly more advanced then they are. Valern, well, he'll just keeping on acting questions; thank the spirits, he didn't ask, which was quite surprising considering he just a salarian that magic is real.
He wished the footage on the strange alien world would be at least retrievable. The council must believe in magic to stand a chance against these newcomers if they decided to invade. He didn't think the council was weak only that they were unprepared for an invasion of these newcomers even they didn't believe in the power they possessed. On the other hand, he didn't want the council to see what was on the hard drive. He had done terrible things without questions because of orders. At the time, he believed he was doing it for the greater good, but would the council believe that. He did not wish to lose the chance to become a spectre. Fortunately, he thought it was best if they knew the truth.
"These newcomers, they aren't one race, they're an alliance between six different races," told Saren trying to warn the council to approach these newcomers with caution. "I believe that since its an alliance, their military size would be around ours."
"Are they are military race or not," asked Valern. It was always important to be prepared when facing an unknown threat; the salarians know these the best.
"I don't know. They have a powerful military force from what've seen, but I learnt no signs of them being nonviolent or violent. But, don't make the possibility that they are weak, they have a military powerful if to destory the turian hierarchy. Maybe even rival the council itself?" For what the turian hierarchy is worth, Saren knew far too well that it would take the entire citadel army to defeat this alien alliance which may almost be as old as the council itself.
"Are they are a threat like the rachni," asked Spartanus. The last thing they needed was another war on their hand especially between alien alliances. If they proved to be anything similar to the rachni, it would be a nightmare for everyone, just worse. Although, an alliance between six different races; how come they haven't discovered the citadel yet. An alliance that big must exist for a long time and that can't both be under the radar yet powerful enough to rival the citadel itself.
The most important question on the young councillor's mind is should we fire and pray or should we lower our guns and welcome these newcomers with open arms? Spartanus didn't think the latter was an option as he knew they struck the first blow first. No matter what way he wouldn't to look at it, even if these 'newcomers' killed six-thousand; they alone are responsible for their deaths and had spilt blood themselves. However, even the knowledge of responsibility did not quell the thirst he desired for vengeance. He wish for the heads responsible for spilling the most blood.
"Don't know, but I'm thinking yes," he replied carefully, hoping that his words aren't taken out of context. Just because they weren't hostile, didn't mean they weren't a threat. Spartanus pondered in his head of what Saren has just told. Saren hoped that Spartanus didn't mistake his words for charge and attack.
"Can you describe what they look like," Valern asked curiously.
Saren then described the six different races that made up the recently discovered alien alliance. He described all of them having two arms, two legs, and the body shape of an asari or batarian, having two genders: male and female and almost all of them being around their height. He first described them the lizard-people, telling them of their pale light brown to lush tropical green scale, of their snouted faces and sharp teeths. He told of the various horns and feathers at the back of their heads, each different for every single one had faced. He told them have their clawed three fingers hands and feet and their long muscular tail. All in all, he described these lizard people looking similar to them, the turians only more reptilian, with tails, without mandibles and more colourful.
He then told of the cat-people. He told of their fur covered skin, the colours and fur pattern being much wider and unique then that of the lizard people. He explained their feline like appearance, long pointy triangular shaped ears, and their narrow slender long tails and of their clawed pawed hands and feet. This cat people had the attention of the council, they have never heard of sapient races with fur across their bodies. There're rumours of volus or quarians having fur somewhere across their bodies, which neither has anyone seen outside of their environmental-suits save outside of their own species.
He then told of the little-blue midgets. He told them of their waist high height, blue furless skin, long pointy triangular ears, sharp teeth and generally funny appearance of these little-blue midgets. It was almost too easy when coming across these midgets in combat. Saren wondered if they were a client race or just not a species built for combat. Even, the council found these midgets funnier, then threatening.
The council were in shock when he described the next race. He told them have large muscular bulky fifteen foot giants that easily towered above them all. He couldn't tell them of their appearance as every single giant he had come across was wearing heavy metal armours. He was greatly shocked when he first saw these giants in person; they looked like they could give the krogan, yahg and vorcha a run for their money. Surprisingly, these giants and unsurprisingly, the midgets were the only two races he had not witness using any short of strange powers.
He described the next race, hairless half-monkey looking people. They had fur on top of their heads and face, round curved ears and having the appearance of an asari expect with turquoise, or brown skin. Tevos was shocked by how so alike these half-monkeys looked like them. If she was surprised by how much these half-monkey looked like them, then imagine what she'll be like when she hears of the blue half aped-people.
Finally, he described the hairless, half-ape people. He described them as being similar to the half-monkeys only skinnier and having a bonier appearance with a normally slender muscle build. Almond shaped eyes either pure red, white, purple or yellow, a narrow boney looking face, long triangular pointy ears and skin that has either tanned turquoise, pale yellow, ash blue or dark green. Tevos compared the description of one of the blue half-apes to that of an asari, the similarities were quite noticeable from the shape of their body and the colour of their skin, an asari's lack of visible ears, facial structure and head fringe was the only noticeable differences between the two.
"So, you discover not one, but two races that look a lot like us," asked Tevos shocked by the recent discover. She could fathom our three different species across three different worlds could be so alike. The odds for such an event to happen are incredibly low, yet it had happened.
"And a race that is three times the height of an elcor and five times the strength of a krogan," said Spartanus impressed by the giants. If he could gain these giants as a client race, they'll prove a must valuable fighting, much better, then their short little blue counterparts. "If this alliance between six different races from different planets, then how come we haven't meets them. Nor have they discovered the citadel yet," It didn't add up, an alliance that big doesn't go under the radar and still be powerful enough to rival the citadel. Either Saren was lying or perhaps they weren't as old and as powerful as he had thought before.
"I honestly don't know at all," replied Saren, even he couldn't add up how come they haven't meet them yet, yet they were powerful enough to kill six-thousand turian soldiers with ease.
"Then what happened," asked Valern. Saren scratched the back of his head, tilting his head down in disappointment. Valern could tell it was going to bad.
"It was a complete disaster. Out of the six-thousand and two-hundred turians, probably less then one-hundred men came back. That doesn't include my brother," he replied angry at the world, upset by his brother's death. He checked up on the clock, it was four. He could not handle the fake smile and cheap act any longer, he needed to get out. "Look, I really got to go so I'll give it to you short. My brother found an alien race, invaded one of their worlds, lost, over six thousand men were killed, an entire fleet was destroyed and they'll probably coming our way. Everything important is on that hard drive," he summed up briefly in a hurry to leave.
Tevos was not impressed by the quick summary that Saren gave them; she needed a much more detailed summary. "Could you be more descriptive, we-."
"Thank you Saren, you may leave. If there's anything else important that you may have forgotten then email one of our secretaries," interrupted Spartanus in defence of Saren. He could tell that Saren couldn't handle to be here anymore.
Saren walked slowly out of the council, he expected something to force him to tug back, there was none. As he passed through the door, he glanced back, thanking Spartanus for the simple act. He walked out of the room and out of sight. He was going to like Spartanus.
Tevos turned her head towards Spartanus, she was frustrated by Spartanus letting Saren go so quickly, Valern for not doing anything; through he was probably siding with Spartanus. She was more angry at herself for letting him go so easily. "Why did you give Saren permission to leave? He might have information that we'll need," she asked quite angrily.
"Tevos look, his brother has just died and he was humiliatingly defeated along with thousands of other turians. Can't we give the poor guy a break?" His pity on Saren was high enough to be unable to see from Tevos' viewpoint.
"Spartanus, you can't let pity distract you, we need every single bit of information we can get. Call back Saren," she demanded vigorously. Spartanus would not budge.
"No, Saren needs rest. We'll call him by tomorrow and I'm sir he'll send any important information to us right away," he replied slamming his fist against the railing. He too was getting frustrated. He turned and faced the salarian councillor. "Valern, what do you think?"
"I'm not quite sure. We do need as much information as we can get-." Tevos leaned her hand towards the console. "But, it may be best to allow Saren to recover. Then the information would be much more satisfying." Tevos moved her hand away from the console.
"I see," she replied regrettably. "What about the strange powers that Saren had mentioned earlier, none of you don't actually believe in that? Do you?" She was most certain that magic or whatever it is; is just some technological feat
"Magic? No, I don't believe in magic. Nor supernatural powers," he replied appearing to have zero faith in Saren's first account of magic. "Through, it may be some sort of nano-bots or gene-mods. That could explain what Saren described," he offered.
"What about the teleportation? And raising dead? And manipulating emotions? And summoning creatures out of thin air," asked Valern. Spartanus idea was reasonable, but not without a few mistakes.
"I don't think those rely on nano-bots or gene-mods, probably something else" replied Spartanus. His theory was in the bag with them. It explained these strange powers without the answer being "magic". "I wonder why we haven't met them yet," he asked pondering the answer in his head.
"Their empire could be uncharted territory where mass relays are not present," offered Tevos. The galaxy was a big place. There had to be some places without mass relays present.
"Unlikely, if they did formed an empire without mass relays. We wouldn't have made contact with them," rebuffed Valern.
Tevos opened her mouth and quickly closed it. She could not think of a reply that could defend her theory.
"What if they're not from our galaxy?" Tevos and Valern turned towards Spartanus. "I mean there's like over one-billion different galaxies in the universe, maybe even more. There are twelve sapient races currently existing in our galaxy. So there're probably around twelve-billion different sentient races in the universe. We'd eventually make contact with them one-day. They probably teleported their ships here" Spartanus unexpected theory was quite impressive, yet simple. It explained pretty much everything. It also meant they were going up against an opponent far more different then them on a technological scale. They might prove to be the most difficult opponent they have ever faced.
"How do you think we should handle this," asked Valern towards his fellow councillors.
"I think we shou-." An incoming message interrupted Spartanus' sentence. Tevos pressed the button on her console. "What is it? We're in an important meeting." she asked calmly, yet showing some sign of aggression.
"Check the hierarchy news. There's something you have to see," replied the volus secretary on the other end of the line.
Tevos activated her omni-tool. She searched for the hierarchy news. "I don't see what's so important that- goddess," she said watching several news broadcasts at once. They were all shocking, unbelievable and horrifying.
"There have been over fifty-thousand public suicides in Vallum in the past two hours."
"A pregnant woman cuts herself open in public. Killing herself."
"There have been over ninety-thousand accounts of public violence, most of them ending in death."
"A cop went insane and killed seven civilians and injuring eleven more"
"There have been reports of random acts of violence occurring around the city."
"The police are unable to stop the acts."
"Half of the police force has been infected due to this madness flu."
"A turian by the name Fatuus killed two people then jumped out of a ten story building, killing himself."
"It is expected for mass riots to soon occur in the city."
"One-hundred people have been sent to mental hospitals."
"A kindergarten teacher is wanted for murdering her entire class."
"The Vallum mall was destroyed in a recent act of mass violence that resulted in a fire erupting."
"Four-thousand dead at the space ball game."
"Over two-thousand deaths have occurred do to this unexpected act of violence.
"We don't know."
"What is the cause of this madness?"
"All attempts to stop it have failed."
"By the spirits," said Spartanus horrified by the unexplainable acts of madness. The accounts of violence would send terror down any men; even Tevos and Valern were incredibly shocked by shuch atrocities. "Why haven't you told use sooner," he demanded quite angry. The volus could feel the councillor's fury seeping through the line.
"I… I just learned about it five-minutes ago. I was trying my best sir. Honest," he replied nervously, breathing heavily even for a volus.
"If something happens, we want to know about it. Next time, don't be so slow," he threatened. Valern looked at Spartanus; his fury was incredibly visible, thank god that the volus couldn't see Spartanus' fury, he would surely have fainted if so.
The volus nervously gulped. "Ahh… yes sir…. It won't happen again. Promise," he replied.
"Is there anything else you'll like to tell us," he demanded threatening.
"Umm, we picked up… one-hundred and seven-teen ships heading your way. There're… there're really, really big. That is all I know sir."
"You may leave," replied Spartanus; it sound much more like and aggressive demand then permission. The volus quickly disconnected from the line. Spartanus turned and faced his fellow councillors. "They are we. Let's go say hi,' he said deviously, a turian grin formed around his face. Valern looked slightly nervous at Spartanus; that was the same grin he has when ever he wishes to fight. He hoped Tevos wouldn't side with him.
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Codex: The stars of Azura.
The stars of Azura are a religious order who worship the Daedric prince Azura and the prophet Nerevarine. The stars of Azura are made up of mostly dark-elf, khajit with a few other Azura worshippers. They obey an incredibly strict set of religious and moral code called Azura's code. Breaking any of the nine laws of Azura while in effect is punishable by suicide. There have been reports of the Azura's code resulting in a followers imprisonment or discharge from the army. They believe that Azura and Nerevarine are the two daedra or dadrea prophets that should be worshipped. Every other Daedric prince is shunned by the stars of Azura. The nine divines are a different thing entirely, while there is nothing against worshipping one of the nine divines, pretty much all of the stars of Azura don't due to religious reasons. They believe that Azura is the judge of good and evil, dusk and dawn, day and night, and that Nerevarine is her enforcer in great times of need. They believe that all stars of Azura should punish evil, protect innocence, and never compromise, not even in the face of Armageddon.
All of the stars of azura are incredibly religious and would defend their faith to the death.
According to the Azura holy book, it says that Azura changed them from the chimer into the dark-elfs as they know to day. They had been given free-will has a reward, yet could know commit evil and be judged for their crimes. All of the stars of azura believe that their change from chimer to dunmer is a gift rather then a curse, unlike others. It is also stated that Nerevarine is reincarnated in times of great need and chaos.
The stars of Azura was formed sometime during the late fourth century somewhere in morrowind, the founding figure of the small, but highly known religion has been discovered even to do this day. The ideas of the stars of Azura slowly spread across the planet, eventually they were around a million stars of Azura on the planet and they show no signs of slowing down.
Codex: Azura's code. The most important laws are on the top, least important on the bottom. If any laws conflict with each other then the superior law wins.
I will obey Azura's word no matter what. Even if it goes against everything I know. If an imposter tricks me into thinking they're the goddess Azura then they must be killed or I must commit suicide. Failing to obey results in suicide.
The prophet Nerevarine's word is next only to Azura. If an imposter tricks me into thinking they're the goddess Azura then they must be killed or I must commit suicide. Failing to obey results in suicide.
All relics associated with Azura or her prophet must be protected no matter what. I will not others or myself to steal or use a relic of azura or the Nerevarine, unless it is used to defend said item. I will not worship or use a relic associated with another Daedric prince. Doing so is to evoke her wrath. Failing to obey results in suicide.
A nearby known star of Azura must be protected with my life, only if I am aware that if they are. If an unknown star of azura dies, then it is not my fault. If I am aware, it is my fault if nearby follower dies. Failing to obey results in suicide.
I must defend or free innocent people if I have the power to do so. If something happened that was outside of my power, then it is not my fault. If it is, then it is my fault. Failing to obey results in suicide.
I must never commit an act of evil, doing so is to betray Azura. Failing to obey results in suicide. Murdering, harming, enslaving, toturing innocent people are acts of evil. Stealing precious valuables from innocent, raping, vandalizing, dealing illegal drugs, lottery, and willful prostitution are also considered acts of evil. However, I can enemy soldiers while on the battlefield if I am a soldier myself, despite them being considered technically innocent.
If I am a solider, I must obey the will of my superiors unless it conflicts with the above laws. I can object to any order if it upsets me. If my superior wins an argument then I must obey that order unless it conflicts with the above laws.
Good must be rewarded and protected. Evil must found and punished, never compromise, not even in the face of armaggedon. I must kill anyone who commits evil. Failing to obey results in suicide.
Author's notice: Chapter five rewrite is done. I hope you enjoy it, I hope it's better then before. I can't wait for the next chapter. For anyone who is wondering why I made Shepard a religious devote, it give her a weakness and make her a morally absolute hero like Samara, a generic superhero or Rorschach, god I love watchmen.
Speaking of which, if Rorschach was a squadmate on ME2, how long do you think he'll last before be kicked off or attacking one of the other squadmates and what squadmates we'll he actually like. I give it six hours. He'll probably only like Samara, Garrus, maybe grunt and legion, and Shepard depending if he or she is renegade, paragon or a mix between both.
I should rewrite a quick story about Rorschach being on the Normandy just for fun. What do you guys think?
I'm getting off track. Please fav, review and follow if you enjoy to this fanfic and wish to see more. I also made a few changes to the earlier chapters.