AN: I give up. I'm sorry I'm really truly sorry, but I just can't write this straight through anymore. I am leaving you the cliffnotes version of what I had planned and some scattered scenes I really wanted to write, and most importantly of all, the intended conclusion to this fic. Because I actually did have a plan for dealing with Scion… pretty sure no one else has done it before and it ties right back into the first crossover. It's been a great learning experience bringing you all this particular story, but I've outgrown it, and I need to move on now. Thank you for all your past suggestions and support. I hope, scattered and random as they may be, that you still enjoy these last scenes.
Once again I do not own Worm or any of the other series referenced here.
Scenes from mass effect two I wanted to include
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"Dennis." I said, warning clear in my tone as I approached the… um flight deck? Helm? Cockpit? What is the correct term for the place you pilot a spaceship from?
"Before you say anything, this is absolutely in no way my fault!"
"Dennis, we set our destination ten minutes ago. Why are we not there yet?"
"Because, for whatever reason, your power decided that instantaneously traveling dozens of light years or more shouldn't be instantaneous?" Of course it did. Why wouldn't my power decide to be a dick about this? We were all going to miss so much school.
"Fine, alright my powers being evil. How long till we get there?" Dennis didn't say anything, just fidgeted. "Dennis, how long?"
"... two hours. Plus, however long it takes to maneuver after we reach the next relay."
"Shit."
"Yeah, and it gets worse."
"How?!"
"This is a short trip. One jump through one mass effect relay. Other trips are going to be… a lot longer."
"Damn it! Ok we get through this with as few jumps as possible. We'll bunch together missions so we don't have to constantly backtrack."
"Right, makes sense. It's not going to be easy though these games tend to bounce you all over the place, ya know?"
"Of course they do." I grumbled. "Hey, EDI?"
"Yeah." The hologram asked.
"See if you can throw together some hologram board games. Or card games. Hell any kind of games. Were, were going to have a lot of down time to kill."
"... Right. I'll see what I can do."
{}{}{}{} (Mission to get Jack onto the Normandy)
The whole prison shook… again.
"Oh man she is pissed." Amy muttered as we shot our way through some of the last enemies.
"Wouldn't you be if you got stuck wearing nothing but suspenders?" I muttered back.
When we finally found Missy, she was breathing hard… and all of the enemies were broken and bleeding… metaphorically. Nothing actually bleeds in this game. With a huff, she headed our way. And decked Chris on her way past.
"I'm blaming the boys for this! And I am borrowing someone's jacket!"
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A eight-hour flight through the mass effect relays was making everyone stir crazy. We had all taken turns going on missions. We had played chess and cards until Missy got completely fed up and attempted to flip the virtual board. After that everyone had agreed to spread out and just give each other their own space.
I'd managed to sleep a bit. But the odd nature of being in a video game worked against me and I woke up after only a half hour. With a grunt, I hauled myself out of bed and started to search the ship. It didn't take me long to find something interesting.
Activating the com, I called everyone back together.
"Pick your poison everyone! I've got neon blue, something brown, and something amber!" I shouted from behind the bar.
"Taylor, you do realize Eugene and I are the only ones old enough to actual drink right?"
"Oh contraire my krogan chaperone! The drinking age was invented to prevent minors from negatively affecting their development, these are not our real bodies! We can wade through bullets and it won't make any difference to our real bodies once we get out."
"That, huh. Give me the brown bartender!" Eugene cheered.
"Give me the blue. I'm feeling adventurous." Missy grinned ferally.
"Hey." Dennis's voice came through over the loudspeakers. "What the hell? What about me?"
"No alcohol for the designated driver!" Amy shouted back to the ceiling.
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"Hey, Taylor." Dennis's sheepish voice filtered into my room aboard the Normandy.
"Yeah, Dennis?"
"You may want to get over to Amy's room… ugh she and Missy are, well…" just then the whole ship shook. "That."
"On my way!"
"It's not fair!" Missy shouted. "Finally, I have a teammate who doesn't treat me like a little kid, who actually respects me for how long I've been doing this. Another girl on the team, finally! And almost as soon as she joins she starts spending all her time with you! It's not freaking fair!" Missy shouted, a ripple of biotic power flowing off of her.
"So, I should just not spend time with her! She got me away from Carol! She fixed my mind, and was willing to give me a shot even though she'd never looked at girls like that before!" Amy shouted her own less impressive biotics flickering like lightning over her body.
"Umm, hey, you too. Ugh, Hi?" The girls both spun to face me looking, ashamed, angry? It was hard to tell their expressions kept changing rapid fire.
With a huff Missy stalked off. Amy fidgeted before retreating back into her room.
Great. Now I had this to deal with unless I wanted them to hate each other even after we got out of this.
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"So I've been thinking." Missy said.
"Careful! I've heard that can be dangerous."
"Shut up, Dennis! Why do we keep doing the missions in groups of three when there are seven of us?"
"More characters mean more NPC's to control, more damage stats to keep up with, stuff like that. Larger party puts more strain on the hardware so the keep the numbers down to prevent lag, and crashes."
"Yeah but we're not using the hardware. This is all running on Taylor's power, and we could all fit in the drop ship easily. So why are we not bringing everyone and just running through these levels?"
No one said anything. Then I walked over to a bulkhead and started banging my head against it.
"Right then… I'll just go grab everyone?" Missy half asked before taking off.
{}{}{}{} end mass effect scenes cliff notes for almost everything else.
They missed Ziz attacking Australia getting her ass kicked (because she is significantly weaker now, not sure if that actually lines up with the canon timeline? Oh well) and running away so fast road runner would be proud.
Vista can make a tiny little biotic pebble attacks with her canon powers. If she pushes her abilities to the limit. It's shit, but she demands Taylor make her a set of amps so it can be useful in combat. She won't be making singularities, but she'll be throwing around some biotic blasts when all is said and done.
Taylor takes her first look into dragon's code. Most of it is completely beyond her even with insight into 3 different types of AI. What she does recognize? Saint's backdoor into dragon's code. She very carefully traces it to the source.
Surprise assault on Saint's HQ catches them with their pants down and gives Taylor access to Saints backdoor and Rictor's codes to destroy and unshackle Dragon. Sudden mass effect inspired, morality choice!
She frees dragon… duh.
Pressure mounts from all sides as to what Taylor's next adventure should be. She is less than amused. In fact, she is beginning to feel downright unappreciated. She vents to Amy who has an idea and puts her writing hobby, and Mr. Hebert's old tabletop game set to use.
Amy, Taylor, and Danny go about setting up a whole plot and cast.
Taylor calls in that favor dragon owes her to hold the city together for a day or two while she makes off with three fifths of the cities heroes for a game of D&D and a life lesson on letting Taylor use her power as she sees fit.
Players include but are not limited too;
Taylor: queen of the castle, also the dungeon master.
Amy: the kidnapped princess
Vicky: the white mage/heeler
Narwal: as the Nymph! "Oh come on! Why did you dress me up in these stupid leaves! Nymphs are supposed to be completely nude!"
Armsmaster: the golem: no one is quite sure if this sentient stone man is bad at expressing emotions or if he fakes them and does not actually feel them. No one has been able to find his creator and ask.
Dennis: the wandering bard "would someone please just give me a weapon already?!"
Beauty, Rocky and Diver: as the dragons! No, no you do not get to fight them, but they would appreciate it if you scratched their eye ridges… oh, and they won't stop blocking your path until you feed them. You are going to need a lot of food.
Plot: the 'evil' queen Taylor has captured the fair princess Amy, and taken her to her tower within her castle.
Scenes include; Armsmaster being a dick. Amy and Taylor are listening, and Taylor decides to be a dick back. Rocks fall and everyone dies.
Living fireworks attack the party. I vaguely remember someone suggested this and I liked the idea.
When reaching the highest room in the tallest tower, the party is greeted by a talking mushroom. It informs them the princess is in another tower. The East one. All the way back where they came from. Arriving at the east tower they find out the key to get in is in the west tower… which they then later find out can only be accessed from the secret tunnel under the North Tower which is blocked by dragons whose food is kept in the south Tower…. Taylor really wanted to drive the point home that she was no longer amused.
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I walked calmly to the tower door as the incessant banging got annoying quickly. So did the cursing. Maybe it was a bit much to make them go through all that only to be stopped by a door that locks from the inside, and has no key?
"Oh, you all must be here to pick up princess Amy." I said smiling brightly. "Please let her mother know she and I had a wonderful time together, and I'll be stopping by sometime soon to go over further details for our alliance, and its terms."
"Oh that is such bullshit!" Dennis shouted from the back of the group. Before anyone else could say anything, the setting changed, and we were all back in the black room. And would you just look at all those new power options I had to play with? That wasn't even any work at all, well, at least not for me.
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The nine all suffer completely random accidental deaths, or captures. Bink shard is bullshit. FEAR THE BULLSHIT!
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Leviathan shows up and looks like shit. Chunks missing, oozing sores, barely raining, no tidal waves… he gets ganked really quickly by Eidolon while Narwhal pins the fucker down for him.
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I stood watching the last of the beast's body crumble. The fight had been so short, and easy. It almost felt like a dream.
All those years and it ends with a whimper. Narwhal on her own had been enough to pin him in place. Between myself, Legend, and all the other blasters present Leviathan had not even lasted a few minutes. Now all that's left is the beast's crumbling corpse.
A hand clapped down on my shoulder and I glanced over to find the glowing form of Narwhal.
"Well, that was fun, but a bit anticlimactic. Bastard goes and gets a girl all wound up and then, nothing!"
I gave a small snort. Innuendo aside I had to agree.
"Oh well," she sighed. "The after party will be the stuff of legends! A hundred years from now I'll bet they will still be calling it the party to end all parties!" I couldn't quite fight back my chuckle. Narwhal grinned.
"Speaking of which, I should really get a head start on the fun." In one smooth motion, she grabbed me by the front of my costume and pulled me into a searing kiss. Her tongue danced along the outside of my lips before she broke it off. She leaned over her mouth brushing my ear. "I've got nothing on under my force fields." She whispered.
Pulling back fully she gave me a wink. Before starting to walk passed me back towards what did indeed seem to be the start of an impromptu party. As she passed me I almost jumped at the feel of a hand grabbing my ass.
"Don't keep a girl waiting too long.~" she called back over her shoulder.
I couldn't help but remember my conversation with the Father a few short months ago. I doubted this is what he meant when he said I should think about starting a family… but the I was probably bound for hell anyway with everything I'd done as part of cauldron. I might as well enjoy what's left of the ride on the way down.
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Hey guess what? Eidolon takes the priest's advice and goes and gets himself a girlfriend. A nympho girlfriend. Now that is a challenge his powers can in fact help him *ehem* 'rise' to. But that's not what kind of story this is, so take that somewhere else. Between being a major part in killing Leviathan, and his new girlfriend, David is much more emotionally stable, though very tired and he keeps needing to rehydrate. The remaining Endbringers just sort of fade away, over the next month and a half.
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Vista gets a bad ass moment and takes apart Hookwolf and the Valkyrie twins with biotics, ball bearings accelerated to terminal velocity, regular space warping, and a pair of tonfa Chris made her which shoot pellets of containment foam. She deserves that moment… unfortunately I suck at fight scenes and just want this over with.
{}{}{}{} oh hey, conclusion time.
The Golden man's face showed nothing but shock as he shot into outer space as he felt the new arrivals. Never had he expected to see another of his kind, let alone three!
There in space hung a cobalt blue quadruped projection with the build of a horse and the head of a canine, and ears of a rabbit. A ruby red, humanoid with digitigrade legs, a feline face and a dinosaur like tail, complete with spikes. The third was a sort of jellyfish the color of volcanic glass.
"Oh brilliant, this one is still using the old form of communication." The cobalt one grumbled as it examined the warrior.
"Now, now. Don't be too harsh on him. You know how out of touch the ones out here on the fringes can be." The Jellyfish replied.
"Here this should smooth things out." The red one said offering the warrior what seemed to be a condensed shard. Hesitantly the entity accepted. The new shard rippled through the entities being, bringing with it the new means of communication, energy generation and transportation, also a level of thought both similar to, and far above, what the primitives it studied and harvested were capable of.
"That was, most unpleasant." The golden man said after the changes finally stopped. "Why are you here?"
"It's done. The objective has been completed. The heat death of the universe is no longer a threat." The jellyfish responded. "We are gathering all those of our kind together to decide what to do now that the objective is completed."
The golden man was silent for a time as it reviewed what all of its shards had been up to before if came across something interesting. A shard designed to research new ideas and abilities. With the entities new level of awareness an idea took hold.
"I, might have an idea… a game. Though I'm not sure what the rules would be…"
The other three entities shared looks.
"As good an idea as any." The blue one grumbled.
"Something to consider. But now we need to get moving again. What should we call you dear?" The red one asked.
The warrior paused to consider before his lips twitched into an almost imperceptible smirk.
"X(A/N)^th. Call me, X(A/N)^th."
And so, the entities left, leaving all the earth's intact, and the shards in place.
{}{}{}{} Bonus time travel epilogue/prologue
I would kill Dennis for this. 'You have to try time travel' he said. 'The world needs to know which theory of time travel is true' he said!
Yup I'm totally going to kill him for this. And Armsmaster, Kid, and Dragon for agreeing.
I wandered around the library under a henge trying to look inconspicuous, which is pretty easy in a library.
Then I saw myself. My younger self. The one carrying the binder full of locker evidence and browsing the shelves aimlessly. Then I saw my reflection in a window and realized something.
I was the librarian, from all that time ago who pointed me at that stupid Xanth series… and Bink's power which had saved my life on several occasions, and if the original was anything to go off of, it had saved me even more times that I wasn't aware of. There was really only one thing to do. With a sigh, I headed over.
"Looking for something in particular?" I asked.