Alright, here's Chapter 1 as I promised. I know it's smaller than what you expected, but this is just a teaser since I want to show how I write and see if you are comfortable with it. If you think something is not right, please send me a PM and we'll discuss about it.

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Chapter 1: First Contact

Shanxi-Theta Mass Relay (Relay-12)

October 11th, 2580

SFV Nuaque

Second Commander Grey of the Beta Fleet looked through the windows of his bridge as he admired the sight of the scientists working on the relay. Back in his time when we was a newly-constructed Reploid, he never imagined he would see mankind venturing in space, much less dealing with alien technology like they were doing right now. Yet, here he was, administrating all the effort both humans and Reploids were putting to the activation of the mass relay.

In the past, it was a rare sight to see a human and a Reploid working together, much less enjoying a common friendship. Hell, even both races had been at each other's throats for quite some time, which were starting points for great wars such as the Maverick Wars and the Elf Wars. Thanks to the Legion, the differences between both races have diminished over the years, now that humans could implant mechanical parts to their organic system and Reploids were given lifespans to simulate a human one. Another example that demands being noticed is that Reploids now had the same rights as humans do. With these and several other modifications, they have reached a point where they couldn't be separated as distinct races and were merged as one called Humanoids.

Thoughts like that made Grey remind how truthful they were since First Commander Aile, which was in fact a human, and him, were actually married. As far as they knew, history deemed them as the first couple whose relationship transcended the mere concepts of man and machine. In other words, the first organic-synthetic relationship to ever blossom. Even right at that moment, he was thinking of her.

"Aile, I wish you were here with me to see this." He said mostly to himself as he eyed the engineer vessels go to one end to another at the relay. Of course, he had seen several other activations with her by his side, but he always thought those beautiful blue lights made a perfect romantic scene when they were at their cabin at the Hexagon.

"Getting lovey-dovey again, partner?" Grey smiled at the joke and turned to look at his good friend Model A who floated just beside him. He was found by Grey back when he had just woken up from his stasis, back when he was still an initiate in the Hunters. At the time, he was assigned to escort a supply train which contained a Biometal, namely Model A, that had to be transported to the Legion's HQ, but in the middle of the mission, it was attacked by Mavericks led by Prometheus and Pandora. Seeing no way to properly defend himself, Grey received Model A's power and became the Megaman Model A.

"Can't help it, A. It has been weeks since I last saw her." He answered, still half concentrated in his thoughts.

"At least mind my presence, will ya? It keeps giving me the chills." Grey chuckled at him. He knew he was only joking since he hated when Grey was silent in his thinking.

"Commander! We have confirmation from the engineers that the ice is completely off the relay and are ready to activate it. They're waiting your orders, sir!" His navigator officer warned. Like the others in the bridge, he wore the same armor design as the Guardians did in the past, though they were now in orange color since SolForce was named after the Sun.

Grey nodded. "Alright, let's get this thing up and running. ETA for activation: one minute!" With that said, the crew returned to their work in a steadfast rate.

Model A slightly turned to Grey who was back already to his thinking. "What do you think we'll find this time?" Model A asked.

Actually, Grey's current thoughts were sailing into that matter. However, even with his high-tech positronic brain, it was difficult to guess what the future held for them. "I don't know, but I pray to Lord X we don't end up meeting the Protheans. From what I could see in the data extracted on Mars, I can plainly say that they are incredibly powerful and very technologically advanced. So, I don't think our civilization is ready to deal with them, well… unless they're friendlies."

"Yeah, I'm not really expecting they will be most pleased when they see us messing with their toys, so there's that." Grey slightly agreed with that, though without relays the Humanoids wouldn't have gotten this in space exploration.

And in case they meet a hostile alien race, his fleet was already ready for that occasion. His dreadnought was a kickass battleship packing 106 plasma cannons at each side of the ship, a particle beam main cannon located at the front for fast-dealing with supercapital ships and two hangars for fighter and bomber support. Aside from that, he had two Cossack-class battlecruisers, a Einstein-class plasma torpedo cruiser, 6 Lagoon-class assault frigates, 5 Cinque-class beam frigates and 3 Moscow-class missile frigates.

Grey shrugged that thought however. He had brought someone special in this venture to Relay-12 and, for his safety, he wanted things to go smoothly as they have been for 48 years. But soon, he would learn that Lord X wouldn't grant him his wish.

Relay 314

Local Turian Scout Party

TNS Zethus

Captain Aktis Learchus was having a rather boring day in the void of space that made up nearly all the galaxy. It had been 2 months, according to his personal agenda, since the last shore leave and he and the rest of his crew were looking forward for the week to be over and being able to return to the Citadel. He wasn't a bad Turian by any means. He knew his duty and so did his crew and they were, as usual, performing with an air of professionalism and ease that would put any other race to shame. Yet despite this, scouting from Batarian and Terminus space begging for a slim opportunity for a little action was notoriously dull work and sometimes, he often wondered how he didn't end up slamming his head on his desk out of madness.

All of this was dispelled as soon as he heard the voice of his Executive Officer. "Sir the primary relay in this system, it has gone active!" The sensor officer nearly screeched.

Atkis paused for only a second before replying. "Send a message to the Hierarchy. Also, call in for reinforcements. We don't know what we're dealing with here." The sensor operator nodded then headed to the comms officer to issue the order. The entire crew knew the dangers of opening a mass relay without the knowledge of where it lead, especially primary relays that could theoretically link to dozens of secondary relays. There could be a race as war loving as the Krogan or as peaceful as the Hanar out there. Despite this, he smiled and nodded to himself. Perhaps today won't be so boring after all.

SFV Nuaque

"The relay seems to be working on nominal conditions, sir!" The Comm Officer reported the engineers' analysis the device's systems.

Grey nodded. "As per procedure, all civilian ships shall step back to safety. We don't know where this thing will lead us, so every caution now is important. Once they are out of the way, send in the probe."

"Right away, sir!"

TNS Zethus

"Captain, we have arrived at the relay." Came the harsh words of the Turian navigator forcing Captain Learchus from his thoughts.

"Good, are all ships accounted for?" Aktis asked.

"Yes sir, all ships coming out of FTL speeds and forming up around the Resolute." He replied.

At this, Aktis paused to look over his fleet from the tactical holographic display where the galaxy map would usually reside. After he sent word to his superiors announcing his discoveries at the relay, they had supplemented his patrol fleet with several vessels from the nearest turian occupied territory. Now his patrol was at a nice 14 frigates, 5 cruisers, and his own dreadnaught Resolute. It was a bit overkill if it was just pirates or slavers desperate for a hideout, but none in Citadel space would ever risk another Rachni incursion. He felt rather confident he could handle anything the galaxy threw at him. The only thing he truly was unhappy about was that excuse of Captain who was leading the Resolute, by the name of Lykon Titus, had the nerve to arrive and demand command over all the frigates from the scout patrol. The only reason Aktis agreed is because he didn't want to risk the other ships from other defense fleets. So now he had to deal with that ignorant ass telling him how to be a true captain. Damn asshole!

Sighing, Aktis prepared communications to deliver a fleet wide message. As he sent the hail to all ships the tiny figures of the captains of the various vessels started to appear on his holopad. Clenching his mandibles slightly together in a Turian show of distaste as he noticed that Lykon didn't even bother to show up to listen to him. The idiot had instead sent his XO to listen to Aktis' orders.

"Alright men, I don't expect this to be anything more than slavers and pirates. If it is, you are authorized to blast them or disable their ships just like the law says. But, and this is one damn but, if they are our unknowns of any kind, you stay the HELL away and let the Resolute do the talking. Above all do not for the love of the spirits attack until the order is given, am I understood?" Aktis finished with great emphasis.

"Yes sir!" The Turian officers roared in the proper show of respect and difference required to a commanding officer.

"If that is all, let's move out and show why no one disobeys the Council, and by extension, the Hierarchy!"

SFV Nuaque

"Sir, all civilians ships returned to Shanxi. Also, we have closed this area as a military operation sector." The navigator reported.

Grey replied shortly. "Good. Send in the probe and keep alert, gentlemen. We might be making history today."

It was then that he noticed a familiar Reploid entering the CIC. Instead of a usual bridge officer, what he found was a familiar Reploid he had the pleasure of calling son a year ago. But, he was no normal Reploid son anyone would see nowadays. He was around 6' 1" and wore white armors on his leg, chest, hips and shoulders. His main coloration, blue and black, was outlined on his body skin. His helmet was blue and adorned with white stripes, which went from his yellow crystal on his forehead to the back forming an elliptical shield. His ear pieces were also white and had spiked protuberances that lengthened to each side of his cheeks. But, his real signature was the synthetic wool that covered slightly covered the sides of his face and completely his upper back. His green eyes gave away his sense of a warrior spirit that few dared to mess with.

As for his specifications, Grey brought up a holopad containing a rotational display of the Reploid's body and his details.

#Holopad#

Albion

Height: 185 cm (6 ft. 1 in.)

Weight: 72 kg

Base A.I. age: 17 years old

Armor:

Interior Skeleton: The Reactive Super-flexible Armored Skeleton was reworked and modified with stronger materials which are capable of reducing damage with 98% efficiency.

Body Skin: The Titanium-X alloy was upgraded into a stronger and lighter alloy which was dubbed as the Alpha Alloy.

Armor Shift System: Albion comes with this prototype attribute to adapt his combat efficiency to his needs. As the name says, his armor is able to shift into three different ones with also different combat styles.

Synthetic Wool: It's just a decorative part the scientists thought about. They think it makes him cooler.

Head :

Broad-Range Optics: Standard Reploid equipment which lets Albion see in a higher framerate than a human eye.

Ultra-sensitive Voice Recognition System: Standard Reploid Equipment. Can hear a far broader spectrum of sounds than the normal human ear can.

Voice Generation Device: Standard Reploid Equipment. It's similar to the human organic mechanism of producing a voice.

Arm:

A-Gauntlets (Mega Buster Mark 21): The X buster was salvaged from X's body at Neo Arcadia ruins and redesigned with far more efficiency and firepower compared to its predecessor. Currently, it has a tenfold firepower compared to the X-Buster mk. 3.

Energy Amplification Device: Salvaged Part from X's buster, it became compatible with the WF-Gauntlets quite nicely.

Body:

Accumulative Energy Generation Device: Standard Reploid equipment. Stores solar energy and can generate the necessary energy to fuel all of Albion's systems.

Ultra-Compact Eezo Reactor and Energy StorageTank – Standard Reploid equipment. After several attempts to adapt the Element Zero energy source to the Reploids power system, scientists and engineers came up with a small-scale reactor. Refined Element Zero is stored in the tank to be processed in places

where solar rays are not accessible.

WF Control System: A secondary brain designed specifically for Albion. It's in its prototype phase, though it's assured that Albion will be able to adapt quickly to any environment in space. It also controls his shift abilities.

Leg:

Gyroscopic Stabilization System: Standard Albion Warrior equipment. Albion can land cleanly in any area, from any kind of state.

Emergency Acceleration System: Standard Warrior Reploid Equipment. Albion can accelerate in a blink of an eye and he can dash at enormous speed and at any direction.

#End of Holopad#

As he kept looking at the small computer, he remembered the moment when Aile gave the youngster his name. It was as if he had heard it yesterday.

Flashback

"So, did you come up with a name for him?" Grey asked as he held his wife tenderly in front of the youngster's capsule at the Hexagon's science lab. He was completed, but still offline.

Aile replied with a soft kiss on his cheek. "Well, I have this name on my mind, but I'm not sure if it suits him as I think it does."

"What's it?" Grey asked.

"Albion. It's an ancient Greek word for white and since his armor is white, I think it would fit him. What do you think?" She smiled.

"I think you have been reading far too much ancient history information." He joked which made Aile giggle slightly. But he had to admit though, Albion was better than anything he could come up with. He wasn't good at giving names anyway.

His real reply came shortly after. "I think it fits quite nicely. Albion… our son." He held her tighter as they continued to stare at the new member of their family.

End of Flashback

Grey left out from his trance as he heard steps coming from the stairs that led to his desk. It was his son.

"Hey dad."

"Came to enjoy the view, son?" Grey asked.

"Yeah. This is the first time I see one with my own eyes. It's just like you said, beautiful." Albion said before taking of Model A's presence. "How are you doing, Uncle A?" He considered Model Z, X and A as his uncles since they were always near his parents.

"Aside from a bad feeling towards this whole operation, I'm well and kicking as always. And you kiddo? How is your training faring so far?" Model A asked.

"Piece of cake actually. The instructor never had the chance to inflict a single damage on me in the sims. He even asked me to teach him some moves in another session."

Grey chuckled. It was hard to see his son so agitated like he was now since most of the time he stayed inside his cabin doing whatever his mind planned for him. "Good to hear, son. Shadow is one of our best damn soldiers we have here and with you winning against him, I feel sorry for those who stand in your way back at the Academy." He was pretty amazed himself as Albion had only a few weeks of combat experience, though they were all just in simulators. This will certainly make Aile happy when she hears the news.

Just as Albion was about to continue the conversation, a warning alarm took over the bridge.

Getting up from his seat, Grey, followed by Albion and Model A, walked down to the CIC. "What's happening?" He asked.

"Sir, we're detecting massive energy spikes coming from the relay! Looks like it's fully activating!" The navigator answered with a worried tone.

"Is it the probe?"

"No sir, it's still five kilometers away from the relay. It isn't spiking from our end!" The officer dutifully replied the fear in his voice very apparent.

"But that means…" Just like his son did, Grey's eyes widened as both realized the implications of what was happening. He dashed as fast as he could to the communications officer and nearly threw the poor man out of his seat. Quickly inputting the FleetCom code, he sent a wide message.

"All ships, form up defensive positions and get weapons ready! Something is coming through the device!" Grey felt faint as he shouted the last part, he could only imagine terrible beings a thousand times worse than the Mavericks rendering his fleet into scrap metal.

A loud and blaring alarm began to sound on the ships fleet wide. A general call to arms and battle stations. Father and son grimly stood at the viewing platform looking as the massive rings in the center of the device whirled faster and faster. The blue hue got brighter and brighter and just as suddenly it started it ended with a blue flash and with new ships in the void.

Only two words came out when he saw the unknown ships. "Oh shit…"

I know some of you are wondering who the hell is this guy (or maybe you have already guessed it). Well, there is no point in hiding, right? Yep, Albion is OVER-1! Figure I could place him here (though the specifications were based on X with a few tweaks here and there...)since Capcom insulted our fandom with its 25th Anniversary Megaman Game. And also, I'll use his ZX style which was done by Tomycase at deviantart. Again, the use of his work is only illustrative, I do not own his drawing.

I'll be posting some pics on my profile about Humanoid fleet designs and their specifications. Next chapter, we'll see the full-going of the First Contact War with no interruptions whatsoever.

Thanks for your time reading this story!

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