AN: I've been looking for and failed to find a single Stargate/ME fusion that takes into account even just the big implications of the ME folks actually evolving in a place where naquadah and Eezo coexist, not to mention the effect that's going to have if the Council manages to form and survive in a galaxy dominated by the Goa'uld. Then there are the Reapers if they exist in the first place and heaps of other fun things to consider.

Do you have any recommendations for such stories?

I'm going to start a snippet collection for world building purposes and I might eventually turn it into a full fledged story exploring the topic. For starters, I'm going with a look into the Council and their relationship with the Asgard - something that I'll be expanding later. I'll appreciate any ideas and suggestions on how to mesh the two universes properly together.

Something quite different from both ME and Stargate, the story I'm going to be exploring won't be HFY one. If anything its going to be Turians and a sane Council that isn't a caricature as often portrayed fuck yeah.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Mass Effect games, nor books, neither any of the Stargate TV series, movies or books. They belong to their respective copyright owners. This story is not created with commercial aim. I make no money from it.

A Different Galaxy: Stargate/ME fusion

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Phase 1. Council woes

21.11.2170 SGD /Standard Galactic Date/

Council Chambers

Citadel Tower

The Citadel

Widow System

Councilor Tevos walked in and looked around. Four very different beings – in both biology and temperament – sat around a round table placed in the middle of the room.

The Asari paused until one last scan flashed over her confirming that she was indeed the Councilor representing the Republics and wasn't carrying unpleasant gifts – like a Goa'uld, implanted bomb or something more exotic and potentially even more unpleasant. A part of her wished that such paranoia would be unnecessary. Centuries of war followed by the current uneasy ceasefire tended to disagree.

"Tevos, you're just in time!" Kyris – the Salarian Councilor nodded emphatically at her.

The smallest of the people in the room was practically ancient one as far as his people were concerned. The Salarian was pushing forty five; he was still alive and in good health only thanks to cybernetic enhancements and gene therapy developed in the last decade that finally succeeded to increase his people's lifespans a bit. While Kyris gleefully took advantage of that development, he declined to get his scars removed – half his face was a burned off mess after a close encounter wit a plasma weapon during his misspent youth as an active member of the STG.

At least the largest and most troublesome member of the Council approved. Urdnot Bakara sat next to the Salarian making him look like a tiny child. The Krogan female had her scarf laying on the table next to a big cup chock full with some steaming rotgut that would likely kill a lesser being who dared sniff at it much less take a sip. Bakara gave Tevos a toothy grin and waved her to join the other Councilors.

"Finally, someone sane!" A familiar modulated voice came over a slim woman's helmet microphone. This was the newest member of the Council - admiral Shaala'Raan. The synthetic overtones did nothing to hide the Quarian's relief. "All those bosh'tets want to go to war. Like right now!" Raan waved her hands for emphasis. "Because it worked so well in the past." The Quarian grumbled.

"It's just a mater of time before the cease fire ends anyway!" The last being in the room snapped. "We all know the worms are bidding their time and expanding their military!" Councilor Spartarus' mandibles flared in exasperation. He rubbed his face just above the paint proudly declaring his birth of world within the Hierarchy.

"Of course they're!" Raan snapped. "We're doing the same and have the advantage in the long term. The more time we have to fully upgrade our fleets with newly developed technology, the better off we'll be. We know the System Lords can't compete economically with us without breaking their system, not after our last round of expansion is complete anyway! If we act now, more of our people will die for nothing!"

"The humans might disagree." Tevos pointed out amicably.

"Rightly so, however they can't do much." Bakara's deep voice rumbled. "There are only a handful of advanced human civilizations we've encountered. Only the Optricians and the their System's Alliance really counts and they're all busy cleaning up messes back home."

"The Bedrosian resistance is still stirring up a lot of trouble." Kyris nodded. "STG believes they're receiving aid from the System Lords. I've sent teams to investigate."

"Langara isn't much better. Uplifting and well, keeping their three powers from killing each other is going to be a net drain for years to come. At least the Council is doing it the right way this time." Bakara sent a dirty look at the Salarian.

"I'm not going to apologize for what my ancient ancestors did. It was his idiots who actually deployed the Genophage anyway!" Kyris grumbled and pointed his thumb at Spartarus, who groaned.

"Am I interrupting?" A new voice asked from the middle of a flash of light.

"Supreme Commander Thor, its good to see you again." Tevos smiled at the newcomer.

She had to suppress a smirk when she saw her Salarian counterpart face palm at the Asgard's entrance. Kyris had been so sure that the new scramblers would be able to prevent an Asgard from teleproting anywhere near the Presidium, forcing Thor to come in a shuttle like everyone else.

"Councilor Tevos, its a pleasure as usual." Thor gave her a small nod. "Councilors." He looked at the people sitting at the table.

"Supreme commander." Spartarus actually stood up and gave the Asgard a Turian salute – which was display of the respect the Hierarchy held for Thor himself. There weren't many other Asgards who had earned such a place in the Turian's hearts. In fact, Tevos could think of only two more.

When all the pleasantries were exchanged, and everyone was sitting around the table – with Thor simply moving his throne like command seat closer, it was time for the serious talk. The Supreme Commander of the Asgard Fleets rarely just dropped by for a chat, not now with his people fighting a bitter war against a synthetic enemy, a war that had been a bloody stalemate for more than a century.

"One of our AIs monitoring the Goa'uld networks got an important piece of intelligence. Ra is going to be vulnerable in a month or so." Thor stated calmly.

Those simple words had the same effect if he had dropped a planet-cracker somewhere important.

"Ra's the one who kept the Goa'uld a credible threat all this time! If we can remove him..." Spartarus warbling laughter echoed through the room. The Turian pointed at Thor. "It was you and your people who allowed us to survive the initial onslaught. Ra did the same for the Goa'uld when we upgraded our space combat technology with your aid. Without him the System Lords might very well turn on each other."

"Ra held them together all this time." Bakara muttered. "He is the sole being responsible for their society changing as much as it did so they could oppose us more efficiently."

"A race they're losing." Raan pointed out. "Is it a good idea of going after Ra now? Time works for us. Give us four to five years and we'll be ready to end this war once and for all. If we remove Ra now, if this is what the Supreme Commander suggests, we might find ourselves fighting another drawn out conflict."

"You're correct, admiral Raan. It is a suggestion. Nothing more, nothing less. We won't be in a position to offer material aid if the war between the Council and the System Lords begins anew. The majority of our own Council is against providing you with any advanced weapons. You actually have a better read on the System Lords at this time. I'm merely presenting you with the data. It will be up to you to decide what to do with it – use it, file it away..."

"Thank you anyway, Supreme Commander Thor. Your gesture is appreciated. What kind of vulnerability are we talking about?" Spartarus asked.

"In thirty two standard days, Ra will be retreating for a short period of rest. As you know, the Goa'uld still control hundreds of worlds they either saw no benefit in industrializing or deemed the expense too much for what they were going to get in return, especially places far away from their centers of power and connected just by the Stargate. Ra's engineers had figured another approach and he'll be overseeing how well its going to work in one of the primitive worlds in his personal domain. A desert planned called Abydos. It has a tiny human population and a single thing of note – a mine producing low grade Naquadah."

"He'll be there in person?" Kyris stood up and began pacing. "Need to think. Consult STG and Spectres… A fleet action? No, no… Infiltration team? Assassination… Might work..."

"Calm down, pyjac." Bakara sighed.

"We'll need to consult our intelligence people and think about the consequences of removing Ra. I can't say for sure what we'll decide. Where exactly is this Abyddos?"

Thor pressed a rune and a sharp holographic image of the galaxy appeared in front of the Councilors. A single dot was blinking green in the galactic south.

"No currently active relays nearby. If we're to do anything, we'll have to dispatch people in the next week to get there in time." Raan said after examining the map for a moment.

"This is my understanding. Please inform us if you decide to move against RA." Thor pressed another rune and vanished.

"You owe me a barrel of ryncol, pyjak." Bakara laughed at the Salarian.

"The new scramblers should have stopped him from doing this!" Kyris whined.

"Asgard." Spartarus shrugged.

Really, that one word was explanation enough.