Fear Wars Chapter 9: Act 5, a mass effect fanfic

FEAR WARS

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Alpha Base, Planet Altium III, 0850 Galactic Hours, 3rd Galactic Cycle.

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"So this is one of the SNI that we picked up with the deep space radars," said Darek, as he watched the little Quarian that Alex brought with him to this ship through a holographic video that showed where the little SNI, and saw it firsthand Darek can say with certainty that these beings are extremely fragile looking.

There is no other word to describe these SNI, their entire south, their shape, their appearance, and their body only put a sign above their heads that said -I am fragile, be careful with me-.

After Alex had run back to the newly established Alpha base, he had shocked everyone at the base to see him carrying an SNI hatchling. He put the entire base on alert and forced everyone to run first-contact protocols.

Darek who was already aware of the development through the IS Midas went down to talk to Alex and give a new report on the situation. But before she could, Shepard explained that the girl was dying from the gravity of this planet. Darek allowed him access to one of the Midas 3's gravity adapters.

After being able to adapt the girl to the gravity of this planet using the Elxter particles, they placed her in one of the rooms of the barracks, watching her through one of the digital cameras that are in the barracks.

Alex who was behind Darek, with his armor stained with orange blood told the captain of the Midas 3 "That's right sir, so it seems these Quarians were persecuted, from what I can assume they were pirates, slavers, and mercenaries"

"I see so..." Darek turns to Alex and asks him, "Midas told me that you and Matías faced a group of their pirates in the woods"

"That's right sir, sir they opened communications passively, trying to follow the first protocols that we had predicted that the SNI would follow, but then we caught the rest of the group surrounding us through the thermal sensors, and we saw that they had not come in they are from peace, so we made the call, they surrounded us and we had to use flash grenades against them to get out of that situation"

"I see" Darek suddenly received a message from one of the officers operating inside the Alpha base "It seems that Alex arrived, with several bodies of the SNI dragged by him... I will tell him that I sent them to Korak to study the bodies"

"Congratulations to you two, we are officially in conflict with a new extra-solar race," Darek said with weariness in his voice.

"We're sorry sir, we did the best we could due to the circumstances" Alex replied, embarrassed and embarrassed by everything that took place in the previous few minutes.

Darek, sighing, tells him "Don't blame yourself for that, soldier, they did the best they could in the present circumstances... I just hoped that our first contact with an extra-solar race... wouldn't lead us to a possible war against them" he turns and tells Alex with a serious tone "I would like to tell you to rest, but we have a lot of work to do, I want you to go down and inform the rest of the squads of everything you say about the SNI, then they will patrol the area"

Alex nods and greets Darek "Yes sir" and leaves the control room.

Darek turns his gaze to the holographic projection of the Quarian girl, who is sitting on the bed, nervously looking around the room. As much as Darek would like to be able to avoid this situation, he will have to adjust to things. Right now they are alone in this place… they will have to fight if they want to see a tomorrow.

And to do that, you have to know what you're up against.

Which implies going to visit Jaime Korak's laboratory.

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Alpha base examination room, 0852 hours, Altium System, 3rd Galactic Cycle

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" Hmm, Hmm, Hmm" Jaime Korak, the famous scientist from the red room, the person who is infamous throughout human space territory for his biological and technological projects, was humming an old song through his speakers that are integrated into his head. The digital smile that was on his face expressed a sick joy that could be compared to that of psychopaths and insane people.

The room where he is operating, before a silver polished steel with small blue and white lights that illuminated this room, now lies stained with the blood of the being that lies on the operating table.

The blood that now painted the room like a gruesome spectacle from an old horror movie brought no relief to anyone in this place, it was certainly a scene from the mind of someone long gone insane.

All that blood that stained the walls came from an operating table, which serves as a place to dissect, gut, and study the anatomy of a poor Turian who lies with his stomach open, recently cut by one of the cutting tools. linear that is in this room.

The other bodies of the other SNI specimens lay stacked in a row next to Korak, covered with a fibrous conservation blanket for further study and analysis of the body of these strange beings. They were also stripped of their armor and weapons and sent to be studied by the chief engineer of this now resistance group against this hostile SNI group.

Korak was still muttering to himself, when suddenly a drone in the shape of a sphere stained with blue blood, with two small ailerons that produce an adjustable gravitational current and an eye in the center of the small machine body. He says to Jaime Korak "Sir? Do you want me to send all the information I have collected to the Hyperion high command?

"Hmm? Oh yes please if you would be so kind Apollo, but please do it in private Yes, we don't want our momentary allies to know about my tricks right? Korak's digital grin contrasted with the bloody, terrifying atmosphere in the room.

Apollo fulfilling the duty of his creator nods and says "As you say, sir"

The footsteps of the enforcers outside the examination room alerted Korak that someone was approaching the scene, Korak's smile widened a little more than necessary and he said "Apparently the captain wastes no time."

The door to the room he was in opened, revealing a Darek, with a penetrating and serious look on his face. It seems that a possible friendly relationship with these SNIs went straight down the drain.

Korak fully aware of this situation innocently says to the captain "Captain Darek! It's good to see it again finally! How can I be of use to you!"

"Cut the act Korak, I know you've already been studying the lifeless bodies of the SNI, and I want to know everything you learned about their anatomy in these moments" Darek responded harshly, not being subtle with the hostilities between the two people.

Korak had already expected this reaction and still, that digital smile on his face tells him "But of course captain! I can tell you everything I learned from this little specimen I have on my table!" Jaime says as he shows Darek, the naked and gutted body of the pirate Turian.

Darek frowned slightly in disgust at the macabre scene in front of him, he knew all the rumors that were around Korak. But he hoped they were nothing more than exaggerations. It seems that they are not an exaggeration after all.

Jaime walks near the dismembered Turian while explaining everything he found to Darek "From what it seems to be, these beings, as you can see, have shells that contain a large amount of thulium in them, likewise, they share many bird traits with them." which you can see in their physiology" says Korak as he points out all the Turian's dead body to Darek.

"It also seems that these beings have a breathing system similar to ours, but at the same time very different from this, which I have seen place them as Dextro amino acid beings, mainly because of how their body and biology work unlike ours. Korak continued to ramble.

"I can see that," Darek said as he looked morbidly at the open and lifeless body of the Turian, he shook his head to erase poisonous ideas of what Korak could have done while analyzing the body of this SNI "There is something else to highlight, apart from its biology"

"No, it just seems that their armor is not as resistant as the rest there, but compared to the largest specimen in the room, I would say that they would be easy to eliminate, that would recommend avoiding close combat with these beings," he said Jaime distractedly, as he grabbed a linear pint needle and began to pierce the Turian's lifeless eyeball, to have a complete brain resonance of these beings.

"Well... I expect a complete report from all those beings, I want all the details, and don't omit anything Jaime" Darek said completely serious.

Korak giving him that sinister digital smile tells him "As you say, captain"

" After all, it would be foolish to waste this moment to explore... don't you think?"

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Location unknown 0854 Hours, Altium System, 3rd Galactic Cycle

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In the dark forests of this planet, where wildlife was constantly fighting to survive and evolve, a small camp could be seen, which had been recently established.

The owners of the camp were the group of pirates that raided the Quarian ships. Which could be seen hanging around the camp and watching the outside of it for any hostile life forms that got too close to their camp.

forests completely obscured the view of anyone not adapted to see in this submissive darkness, where the occasional yellow light briefly illuminated the interior of these.

There is also the sound of an animal or animal life form being heard in the depths of those dark forests, causing the guards surrounding the camp's perimeter to grip their weapons nervously.

Beasts is a better description of what is heard in the depths of those forests, roars of beings that come from the depths ready to devour whatever is in front of them.

Hungry at best, surely heading out for possible future prey, according to scanners orbiting outside the planet, this region has massive life forms that would be compared to Tresher Maw.

What kind of planet was this many of the pirates wondered, the Asaris with hundreds of years of experience answered that this was just a growing planet, a planet in which life was beginning to flourish.

They want to think that this is the case, they want to think that this is the way things are and that these strange beings do not want to eat them.

Is Pirates Nervous they decided to ignore the sudden roars of pain, fury, and sadness that were heard inside the forests. Distrustful of nature that is hidden in these forests.

To prevent wildlife from approaching their camp, they set up barricades that would function as the camp's main line of defense, with turrets mounted at strategic points on the walls, to offer covering fire against anyone approaching their camp.

Eat or be eaten, was the main law of this planet, all the beings that lived in this place, from the Cramtaurugs to the wildlife forms. Those who did not know this rule were the damned who would suffer the consequences.

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In the trees around the camp, in one of the tallest trees in the area, a small band of 6 Cramtaurugs could be seen, all green-skinned and wearing their armor and garments for battle. Among that group was Joarux'Korm himself, The Green Bleed, who looked at the camp of the invaders with the eye of Plux'Nat.

One of Joarux's packmates tells him "Green bleed, we've counted around 50 invaders in the camp, they all seem to be armed and ready to bare their fangs."

Joarux nods and tells his pack mate "Well, now we can know how many Desf'nex we have near our territory" Joarux said as he looked at the camp from start to finish.

Defensive walls rising some 5 meters above the ground surrounded the camp which measured about 30 by 30 square meters, with turrets wisely placed at important points on the walls. A large metal gate served as the main entrance to this camp and at the far back of this camp, you could see what Joarux thinks are Cages filled with the strange weaklings they keep in their home.

There are a total of 5 large cages, all of which have enough space to collect at least two Cup'rix of Cramtaurugs, all stacked on top of each other. But considering the small size of the other strangers they have in their home. At least a total of Qlin'pan must fit in those cages.

Something that these invaders are taking advantage of perfectly. Taking a closer look at these invaders, many of them look weak, small, and frail, but unlike those in the healing cradles, they appear to have more mass and muscle in their bodies. Making them in Joarux's opinion a threat at least slightly superior to the others they have in the great tree of Izklian.

But the invader that interested him from all the others that are in the camp, is a group of 8 beings, which tower over the others, if he had to compare it with them, Joarux would say that these beings reach his abdomen, with a muscular body and what appears to be a hard shell on their heads. Surely with other parts of his body covered in that same armor.

I would put those beings at a higher level than the rest that are hanging around the place, not so high to represent a serious threat, but something to be considered a danger to deal with quickly.

But other than that, the advanced weapons they carry certainly seem to carry power that might pierce through their battle armor.

Joarux was certainly interested in the power of those weapons, maybe the Holy Blacksmith will be able to disarm those weapons so they can use them.

But forgetting this, it seems that these invaders are a group of different creatures, all of which were working together to capture more of the weaklings found in those cages. For what purpose that is, Joarux does not know.

But they may be trophies for these beings, slaves at best for those who desire these beings. A lot of Kraf-Nax are all such beings, not unlike the black exiles, Cramtaurugs who broke the rules of the three pillars and dared to commit treason on the tribe they swore to fight and protect with their lives.

Joarux's bright yellow eyes changed color to red, and they looked aggressively at these invaders, Joarux barked at his packmates "Get ready my pack brothers, These invaders are not here for Doram-Mak, they are here to show their fangs"

"Yes I bled green"

"Clear green bleeding"

"By-Ranum Bleeding Green"

The confirmations from all his pack brothers affirmed Joarux's resolve, the decision he currently has in mind is clear. These invaders are a threat to him and the rest of the tribe, beings that will only bring destruction to his beloved home.

They will drive them out, as they did the rest of the tribes that tried to dominate their mother's home. Joarux looks at his pack brothers and says "Pol-Ñam Fuztul Brothers, today we are the hunters" With that said Joarux takes out his repeating rifle that was hanging from his waist.

The huge weapon which fires hyper-propelled projectiles is not the quietest, but it came equipped with a whisperer, which can silence the weapon's fire into a kind of hiss that is comparable to that of a habitable flying creature on this planet.

Joarux's pack brothers nodded taking out their battle weapons to infiltrate that invading camp, two of his brothers took out slaughter axes, which were large enough to carry with one hand, and some Kalfex Fangs, which are made of a stone resistant as steel and sharp as the sharpest blade in the world.

Another Cramtaurug which has Plux'Nat scopes attached to its eyes, took out a plasma musket, which featured a large extended barrel that ended in a triangular shape, a focussing scope on top of the weapon, and a plasma store on the bottom of the weapon, which serves as the magazine for the musket.

And the last two Cramtaurugs took out Frangium spits, a short-range weapon that works like shotguns, which has a magazine which is on the top of the rifle, in the form of a bar and two barrels from which the projectiles come out. shot.

Joarux, seeing that all his pack brothers are armed and ready to infiltrate, instructs them, "Barg'poc I want you to stay here and be our Plux'Nat from the heights, the rest follow me while we enter that camp and do not attract attention. until the time is right, Bulax'Nail For Sukmiran" all of Joarux's pack brothers nodded at the green bleeding's words.

"Okay, follow me, Perlok-Mok Teirun." Joarux grabbed onto the branch he was on and with a tactic learned from his earliest days of wisdom, he jumped from the branch to grab onto another, the leaves on the branch shaking before him. the sudden weight of the Cramtaurug.

The rest of the Cramtaurugs except for the one called Barg'poc jumped from the branches they were on, following in the footsteps of the green bleed in the process, hanging from the branches and swinging between the trees around the camp. Without being seen while they advanced in the direction of the invading camp.

Joarux hung from a branch, looking at a series of trees that rise above those steel walls, the branches of this tree swayed above those large metal walls. His pack brothers paused to await their leader's next move.

Joarux told them "Pum'Tak Folp Ñer'Noftirak" he swung back to another tree, taking a path that would take him over those walls, and once Joarux was in the tree that rose above the walls of the invaders. Joarux began to climb quickly, but as quietly as he could up that wall.

And once he saw that he was inside the camp, Joarux hung from the branch using his weight to lower the long branch that was on top of the walls, when his feet touched the ground Joarux looked around, checking that there were no invaders around. the place.

After verifying that he was alone in this area, Joarux held the branch to allow the rest of his pack brothers to climb down from that tree. One by one each one of his pack brothers climbed down from the branch, touching the muddy ground of this place. Joarux, seeing that all his brothers are with him, drops the branch, allowing it to return to the same position as before.

He looks at his pack brothers, seeing that they are all behind several giant boxes, which are big enough for them to hide behind. One of the battle brothers, the one holding the battle claws leaned out a bit, looking with his large, glowing yellow eyes at the general area.

Since they had been able to enter through the southeast area of the camp, they found themselves in a place where there was very little presence of the invaders, the most they could see was a group of three, which were 1 Salarian, 1 Turian, and an Asari. They chatted among themselves in a language that Joarux and his battle brothers could not understand.

Joarux looked at his companions, making signs with his fingers to eliminate those beings, his pack brothers nodded and waited for the perfect moment to attack.

The group of pirates had gotten very close to the containers from which the Cramtaurugs were hidden, Joarux slowly approached those beings, aiming directly at the uptight weakling, pulling a Kalfex Fang from his chest.

And with a single quick movement like thunder, he nailed the blade to the neck of this being, which let out a small cry of pain, which was silenced by Joarux's other hand, which grabbed the head of this being and bent it to the ground. other side. Instantly killing the Salarian.

The other two accompanying him were quickly eliminated as well, the slaughter axes destroying the kinetic shields in one hit, The overwhelming strength of the Cramtaurugs which are 3 times stronger than the Krogans hardly posed a problem for these huge hunters.

"Iz'Palam Mux Far Golu'xum-nep" Speaking in his native language Joarux, he dragged the dead body of the Salarian with one hand, grabbing the foot of the corpse and dragged it back the way they came, where he left it on the ground, hidden from view. anyone who passed by.

Joarux saw the rest of his brothers, he nodded to them and then ran towards another place that was full of tents, the entire herd hid behind a tent which was attached to the wall. Joarux looked at his companions, gesturing for them to wait.

And activating some communicators that he has placed in his ear, he talks to his pack brother who is in the tree "Barg'poc, you have a clear view of where we are."

"Yes Bleeding Green, I have a complete view of where they are currently, there are about 2 packs of 5, all armed and walking around the place, if they cross now they will be able to hide in the middle of two of those structures"

"Well, you can see the cages that contain those weaklings," Joarux asked.

"If I can see her… do you want to get all those strangers out?" asked Barg'poc

"Yes... I want to know what these invaders want in our mother's home, and for that, I have to free them and think of a way to get out of here... I want Ipfiíl to Lupnrekt to escape and tell me how to get to them quickly"

"As you say green bleed, you can take a path to the right once you exit those two structures, use the roofs, and continue forward, around the cages there is a wall with 2 Gurm'paks in which you will have to deal with them to to be able to climb the wall without being seen"

"Okay, thanks brother Barg, Lester, Pillars"

"Lester Pillares Green Bleeding" With that said Joarux cut the communication to concentrate on the task in front of him, he looked at his pack, signaling them to follow him.

His brothers agreed to their alpha's order, Joarux looked ahead towards the two structures in front of him and as fast as a shadow he ran in the middle of them, getting into the space between them.

Joarux looked around the edges of the structures again, seeing that some small groups were walking around the place, just as several beings were inside the structures doing things that only the invaders could understand.

Joarux quickly put his head in to avoid being seen by a group of 2 Krogans who were walking down the path in front of the structures in which they were hidden, the green Bleeding looked at his brothers, motioning for them to climb up the roofs of these structures.

The herd nods and quickly climbs onto the roof of this camp's tents, slowly testing whether this structure can support its weight. Seeing that it could withstand the massive body of the Cramtaurugs, they all began to move with their four limbs across the roofs, trying to stay in the shadows and maintaining a speed similar to that of a bullet.

They gradually approached the place where the cages full of those weaklings were, until they stopped about 6 meters from the wall, hiding in another of the large metal tents to avoid being seen by the guards, which consisted of 2 Batarians who were equipped with arc projectors. Heavy weapons that could pierce the skin of a Cramtaurug.

Joarux saw the guards who were hanging around the high walls of that place, he activated his communicator and spoke to Barg'poc "Barg, can you execute those invaders? "

"I will bleed green, you'll see both of them die faster that they can´t even scream in pain."

Joarux nods and says "Fine, kill them all"

The herd of Cramtaurugs looked to where the guards were hanging around the place, waiting to see how the bodies of these beings fell lifeless to the ground. His wait only took a few seconds, as a yellow electric beam shot out of the darkness of the forest, taking out the first Batarian with a single shot.

The other Batarian looked at the body of his dead partner in shock, quickly regained his composure, and tried to shout that they were under attack, but before he could do so the yellow electrical beam penetrated the Batarian's armor, creating a perfect hole in the Batarian's chest. invader.

Barg'poc, who was still in the same tree as before, watched through his eyes as his herd ran quickly towards the wall and began to climb over it, Once they passed over the wall they jumped off it, entering the area where the cages were placed.

Barg'poc could hear how the weaklings were upset by the sudden arrival of these strange beings, the dozens of voices in an unknown language that those weaklings emanated from those closed helmets, are a little annoying in Barg'poc's opinion.

The camp still seemed quiet, no one seemed to notice the existence of his pack.

"CRACK"

Barg'poc's ears caught something suddenly, the sound of enormous footsteps that could be heard in the deepest part of the forest. Something that completely froze Barg, an involuntary shiver manifested around this Cramtaurug's spine.

The sound of the savages in the forest was stopped so suddenly, by the sounds of heavy footfalls that could now be heard throughout this encroaching camp.

The pirates, who were in the place, began to hear the sound of creaking wood, breaking with each step that made the earth tremble completely. The entire world seemed to freeze at this sudden series of earthquakes, in which everyone was in.

But for the Cramtaurugs who were freeing the Quarians, this was not a tremor or some earthquake that hit this entire region, an earthquake would be much stronger than this.

Of all the beings on this planet, one of them knew that there were only three beings which are capable of creating these small microtremors. And Joarux knew which of those three was the being that could create those kinds of steps. The greatest hunting beast that walks in this world.

One of the most powerful beings that existed for a long, long time, at the top of the food chain, a being with strength and brutality that can surpass the power of the three pillars.

All the pirates could only see the place where the huge tremor sounds were coming from, every one of them stepping back slightly with weapons at the ready, in case something appears from those damned trees. The Quarians, who were already slowly starting to get out of the cages, also looked towards the place where the huge footsteps came from. Frightened by the possibilities of what this could mean.

For them, it is as if a Tresher Maw had decided to leave Tuchanka and had landed on this unknown planet and decided to leave the Earth right now.

But what emerged from the great foliage of reddish-green leafy trees, was something that none of the citadel species expected to find on a planet like this.

A large elongated bone white head sticks out from the large tree line surrounding the camp, a large horn could be seen protruding above the head of this gigantic being. Which looks at the entire camp with three bright eyes without pupils of an amber-yellow color.

A long line of teeth protruding from the lipless mouth of this savage alien shines ominously by the reflections of the lights. In the camp, three tentacle-shaped tongues could be seen coming out of the teeth of the great beast, as if it were savoring the scent of each of the beings in the camp.

Large arms poked slightly above the tree line, the dark red skin barely visible to the eyes of the citadel races, save for the Krogans and Cramtaurugs.

A guttural sound came from the long throat of this huge being, which made anyone who was in the place tremble. The only rational thought in everyone's mind was the same.

A single thought that Joarux said out loud "…shit"

The great Rex Magnus inhaled air.

and roared

"SSSKKRRRRRAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHH!"

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TO BE CONTINUE