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Into the Unknown	By : Spiritwolf71 Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 6761 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Bad Luck
Shepard had been the saviour of the galaxy. She was the hero of the citadel, she destroyed the Collectors base. She had led the Galaxy to defeating the Reapers and she had died. But then she mysterious rose from the dead yet again and defeated another arm of Cerberus. When the smoke finally settled and the rest of the Galaxy caught up to what had happened, she had found what the Omega 4 Relay was really intended for.
Galaxies that were simply so far away one could only dream of visiting them were now sitting on the other side of the big orange relay and all they had been waiting for was a key, a key Shepard had found.
No one had ever thought the Milky Way was the only galaxy that housed organic life. The Reapers had explained to Shepard once that organic life was genetic mutation, an accident, but that never meant the accident did not happen elsewhere. The universe was a giant place where no living being could grasp the concept of its size.
The organic Life in the Milky Way had been pompous enough to think they were the only ones. They were wrong and the Omega 4 Relay proved that. They were arrogant to think they were the only ones worthy of Reaper interference; they took everything the Reapers said and believed that it was all about them. The Reapers never said that they were the only mistakes and the only part of their cycles.
As the Allied forces explored the new found galaxies they had been able to determine that the Reapers had already harvested many of them. The Milky Way was simply one of many, no longer alone. Several of the galaxies visited were still in their infancy, the less evolved species left behind to grow. They would never know the horrors of the Reapers; they would be allowed to grow on their intended path without interference.
Some argued that the Allied Forces should lock the Relay and allow no one in; some argued that it was the biggest discovery since finding the Citadel. Some could only see profits.
It had only taken the galaxy a year to catch on to the mystery of the Omega 4 Relay and just a little bit longer for people to start making money off it. The Council was still limiting how many ships could go through and limited them to galaxies already explored by the Allied forces. That limited the tourism to two destinations: the Parsons Galaxies and the Agamenon galaxy. The council had decided they were going to take things very slowly, especially after what had happened with the Turians and the Human years ago.
Pitne For Industries had been the first to jump on the bandwagon, designing several ships that had been sanction for tourism into the either of the new galaxies. For six months he held the position alone as the other industries scrambled to join in the profit. In those six months only the elite and the Rich were able to make the trips. The price was more than most people could pay. As other shuttle services began to gain entry to the new Galaxies the prices dropped considerably to the point that anyone with a job could make a decent vacation out of a trip.

Both Galaxies had already been harvested, and recently. Most guessed just before the Reapers came to the Milky Way. Neither of them had space faring races but the evidence of the Reapers and advanced civilizations were all over the place. Each galaxy had its own Omega 4 Relay and its own Citadel, all just waiting for the people of this galaxy to find. This time however they would be able to keep it. They would never know of the Reapers, they would never have to live horror that the Milky Way Galaxy had faced and overcome.
Pitne For Industries had three different types of shuttles; there was the Elite, the Limited, and the Econo. The Elite was reserved for the one percent of the population that had too much money. They offered several different options including lap dancers, certain narcotic and even some rare exotic items. They came with larger size rooms and a paid bar and servants, and each customer had their own bedrooms and bathrooms.
The Limited was more for the business class, and blue class families, there was a bar and refreshments were served to a certain degree. There were bedrooms for everyone but not as roomy as Elite and showers and bathrooms were shared.
Then there was Econo where there were no separate rooms, the chairs you sat in folded back into beds and the showers and bathroom were shared and limited. You also needed to bring your own food which was pretty much limited to paste.
The Council had come up with a lot of rules regarding traveling through the relay, most of them to preserve the natural growth of the natives. Of course that was a rule of the Milky Way Galaxy but there were always people who broke rules. They only hoped by limiting the number of ships and keeping track of everyone that went through they could avoid slavers sneaking over. Everyone knew it was only going to be a matter of time before even the Council lost control of the key codes require for travel.
Jorgal Tanith was one who was looking for a fresh start; the only problem was she was not sure where she would find one. She had been on the run for years now and every time she thought she found some where safe some bounty hunter or mercenary managed to catch up to her. She was beginning to think she would never escape her past.
She had not really planned on this trip and like everyone else, she had no baggage or food, just the armour on her back.
She had moved herself to Omega a little over two months ago after a close call on Tortuga. At first it had been so easy to blend in. When she wore her armour it was easy for people to think she was a male, even the many Krogan on the station never graced her with a second look. She had gotten herself a job as a mechanic for one of the shuttle bay operators. The pay was not great but it was enough to get her a room, board and occasionally a good book to read.
Unlike most Krogan, she did not care for fighting and killing. Not that the females of the race did a lot of that since the Genophage had been cured. Now the women were pretty much only good for one thing. They were paired off and expected to start producing offspring. Given the number of males to females it was not uncommon for one female to have many mates either. Tanith wanted nothing to do with mating. She hated children and she just wanted to do what she wanted to do. She had wanted to be a great Krogan leader at one point but that was laid to rest when she realized Krogan women were not allowed to be. It was even worse after the cure.
She had grown up a bit of a dreamer, always wanting to see other worlds and explore. Because she was so different from the other females she had been picked on and made fun of. She had learned how to fight at a young age and could even take on most of the boys. Even now she was more than capable of taking care of herself, she just preferred not to have to.
She had been more angry then upset when she spotted Rell of her clan. He was to be her mate, whether she wanted him to be or not. He had been hunting her down since she escaped Tuchunka on a Turian cruiser. The Trurians had believed her to be Jorgal Stern since it was his omni tool she had stolen. She was getting tired of having to be constantly on the run. Of course that would end the moment the shuttle returned to Omega, if he had seen her duck into the shuttle bay. If he had, her six year run would be at an end. She would not be able to hide any longer.
It was certainly hard to hide when you were a seven foot tall Krogan and looked completely different then every other race in the galaxy. She did well amongst the Council races, wearing armour and deepening her voice, most though she was male and she was more than happy to let them believe that. She had the same bias when it came to the other Council races. All the Asari and Turians looked the same the humans at least had different colour hair but even then most of them looked similar.
The shuttle was rather full, carrying almost twenty people. On Econo class there was no stewardess, just some video they were forced to watch as they took off on their four day tour of the Agamenon Galaxy. There were several vending machines for all sorts of different thing, paste, snacks, drinks and even magazines.
There were all sort of different people gracing the shuttle. Near the front where they pay slightly more, was a human, husband, wife and three loud obnoxious children. There had been a few times already Tanith had almost gotten up and squashed their heads, she hated children. Sitting across from the humans was a group of Volus talking in hushed whispers, like anyone really cared what they had to say. Tanith hated Volus, always trying to sell you something or throwing numbers and stats in your face. They were short and round and she could not help but wonder if they could be used in that human game of football.
In front of her were two Turian which she guessed were Father and son, in the seat beside her was a young Asari, who was already asleep. On the other side of the aisle were two more Asari and some shady looking human. The human she was interested in because he kept looking at her. He was either intimidated by her size or he was another mercenary.
“So they say the Reapers hit here before they came to the Milky Way,” the Asari who sat beside her said trying to look past her, out the window. Tanith had not been aware she had woken.
“Too bad for them,” Tanith stated hoping her curtness would end the conversation before it really began.
“Are you not curious what they were like, I mean, I like to try and think of what kind of relationship the different races would have, would they be like us, did they ally with each other, or was it more like when the Protheans were in charge or was it something completely different.”
“Curiosity is often a trait that gets people killed, didn’t anyone ever teach you that. Talking to unknown Krogans sometimes yield the same result.”
The Asari looked at her for a few moments before staring straight ahead. At least she understood what Tanith was getting at. She wondered how old the little blue alien was, she was horrible at guessing ages of the other species, and all Asari seemed to be young and beautiful, at least with Turians and Humans they started to get wrinkly as they got older. It was quiet for a few minutes as the pilot made some announcement about a world they were circling. Something about it being unknown and they were the first to see it. It was a bunch of crock. She was surprised they weren’t going to land though; he went on about primitive races still early in their evolution.
“Were you in the war?” the Asari asked from beside her. Tanith turned to her and almost growled, instead she glared.
“No, I was unavailable.” She lied. She had been on Illium when the Reapers hit, she had fought them, but not as part as any allied force, just basically for survival. She had been roped in to helping some of the citizens of that planet survive but that was her only involvement.
“I’m an Asari Commando,”
Tanith blinked and somehow didn’t believe her. Rumour had it that Asari Commandos had taken a beating during the war and that their ranks were severely depleted but the woman beside her simply did not seem the type. She looked straight ahead; she had just wanted a little bit of piece before she probably had to fight her way out of the shuttle bay when she returned.
“Yes, graduated top of my squad.”
“Very good for you, do they teach Asari Commandos to shut up?” Again they had a staring contest that the Asari did not win. She could never understand why people always insisted on wanting to talk to her. She tried to look unapproachable and miserable. Hell she was seven feet tall and had a permanent scowl on her face. She was going to have to start carrying a shot gun again.
~Ladies and gentlemen, if you would look to your starboard side you will see an actual satellite, since the natives of this planet are still in a low stage of evolution it would mean this satellite came from one of the races that Reapers harvested. ~ Like she cared about a satellite. Everyone else seemed to though as some of them looked to the monitor in the room and some looked to the event on their omni tool. The two other Asari moved to the window behind her.
Tanith was uncertain of which of them it was but there was a slight scent of mint. Not enough to be over powering but enough to be pleasant.
~Well just take a nice close look and see if there are any marking on it, ~ the pilot said as Tanith moved closer to the window. The young Asari commando was leaning over her to look.
~We are actually going to try and lock on to the satellite and we can bring it back home for further study. ~
Which, when translated, meant ‘we are going to grab a hold of it and bring it home to see what kind of a profit we can make from it’. She sighed and tried to lean back in her seat but the little commando was in the way. She could not help herself anymore and let a growl escape. The girl looked at her for a few moments before sitting back in her seat.
Tanith suddenly realized the true reason behind econo class shuttles as she closed her eyes to wait. The pilot’s job was to show them the required sights as well as collect anything that might prove useful in the process, that old human saying, two birds with one stone theory. Pitne For was pretty much that shallow, she could certainly see him doing this.
“Is this usual?” The Asari beside her asked, even though she did not look at Tanith this time she knew the blue Alien was talking to her.
“I imagine so,” Tanith replied, “it’s a good way to make money. I’d do it.”
The Asari nodded and looked out the window as the shuttle moved closer. “Will we be able to fly with that thing attached to us?”
“I am more than certain this ship is made to carry all sorts of things. The Council won’t allow them to bring in a salvage vessel so I imagine this is the next best thing. Disguise it as a tourist attraction. I’d certainly do it if my motivating factor was greed.”
The Asari rubbed her forehead and made some strange noise. Tanith did not think the woman liked her very much, not that she cared. She looked out the window to where a large arm attempted to grab a hold of the satellite. It appeared dead, for about five minutes, but the second the arm touch it came life.
At first it was simply a flashing red light and Tanith instantly had a bad feeling. She quickly put on her belt and turned to the Asari, without speaking she grabbed the woman’s belt.
“Strap yourself in, now,” she said. The Asari commando obeyed without question. “Strap in,” She said to anyone that would listen. She looked back out the window as there was suddenly an explosion, the shuttle seemed to be jolted closer to the planet. Things got even worse when the secondary explosion hit and suddenly they were in the atmosphere of the planet. People were screaming and bodies were flying. Something bounced off her head.
There was no instruction from the pilots and Tanith had no doubt they were dead or concentrating on not dying. Tanith could not help but wonder if it was indeed an uncharted planet they had stop at, lured there by the satellite and some greedy beach ball Volus’ profit. She felt herself get angry as the ship passed through the thermosphere and the shuttle got hot, she could see the outside metal actually turning slightly red. They were lucky that some of the systems were a still working and the fact they were going in at the appropriate angle made her rethink the death of the pilots, one of them must still be alive.
As they continued towards the planet she wanted to be afraid, or angry or anything but instead she found herself feeling calmer than she ever had. If she died here then her struggle was over, she would no longer have to run or hide or live with her past. It would all be over and she could accept that. Not that she wanted to die, but she could accept it.
Things went from red to green and blue as she looked down to the planet they would crash on. She did not see survival in her future; they would hit that ground and explode. They were heading straight down now, nose first, that was never a good sign.
Just when she came to terms with that fact the shuttle seemed to level, but people were still screaming. The Asari beside her was gripping her arm tightly and Tanith let her. She might not have liked the woman but she didn’t need to die alone.
They hit the ground once and bounced, unfortunately that was not good for those that had not strapped in, and they were getting tossed around the ship. Without thinking Tanith grabbed the Asari’s head and covered it with her own. Krogan heads were made to take a beating; Asari head were more like exploding watermelons. They bounced again and two more times for good measure before the struck something and stopped.
When they stopped it was eerily quiet as everyone that was still alive took stock of their situation. Tanith released the Asari.
The Krogan winced as she realized the family she had spotted earlier were all dead. She looked to the children who had not been strapped in. She hated children but she hated even more to see them like this.
“What do we do now?” the Asari Commando asked slowly, obviously in shock.
“Well, getting out of this shuttle is a good start.” Tanith said released her belt. She stood and waited for the Asari to move. Once she did they both started to help the other survivors get out of their chairs and out of the shuttle.
When they were done only six of them were alive. She had checked the pilots chambers but the pilots were indeed dead with the one that had saved them being crushed by the overly large tree they had hit. She looked to the two Turians, they would not last forever either with their dextro amino acid thing that made them so different.
They had landed on the outskirt of a forest and were lucky to have a large body of water beside them. At the moment though they all simply stood in shock as the implications of their situation hit them, two Turians, two Asari a Human and a Krogan, it almost sounded like the beginning of some horrible joke.

Ok, this story might not make sense if you did not read my last story, Turnabout. It explained how they had access to other Galaxies and such and it took place 18-24 months after. I know who the characters are and I know a bit of the story but it will be an ongoing saga of this group. I have no pre-set ideas for romance or deaths or anything. In saying that I don’t mind to hear who and what people would like to see and if it is feasible I will see what I can do. I will start to introduce the character next chapter. I do hope you enjoy this as much as you enjoyed Turnabout if you read it. This is purely OC’s with maybe mention of other characters.
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