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Trouble on Torfan part 4:
Chapter 7 Riddles of Iron
T-12 hours
Jack Harper, known to the wider galaxy, and increasingly to his own mind, as the Illusive Man, liked to think of himself as one of the best informed people in the galaxy. Such a feat was necessary for the survival of Cerberus, the terrorist organization that he led. He didn't suffer under any illusions on the subject. He knew that in terms of raw information gathering, nothing he could ever build could hope to match something like the STG, or even the Alliance's own N7 program. Their ability to pursue legitimate lines of information retrieval and networks of willing supporters far outstripped his ability to gather rumor and hack major data centers. But he had one major advantage over any other intelligence agency that none could match. Himself.
While there were many people, even in Cerberus, who were to one degree or another more intelligent or insightful than he was, there was no one Jack had ever known who was as good as he was at foreseeing possible futures. While his organization was not as quick as it's enemies at discovering information, his was the fastest to react to what it learned. The Illusive Man considered all possibilities. From every unfolding situation, the Illusive Man considered dozens of possible outcomes and parsed each out fully to determine how they would affect the galaxy and his plans and the dozens of outcomes that could result from those effects and reactions. Jack did not spy on the galaxy to learn what was going on, he already knew what was going on, he was just confirming that he was right.
It took a great deal to throw the Illusive Man off balance. Ninety nine percent of the time he had already planned and prepared for everything that could go wrong. This was not one of those times. This was one of the very, very rare occasions when he had been taken by surprise. This was one of the few situations he had not considered and had not planned for. He was now officially treading unknown waters and he didn't like it.
'The Elysian Giant is on Torfan?!' He shouted incredulously at the two pirate captains on the other end of the Quantum Entangled Computer serving as their communicator. 'You're certain of this?'
'He contacted us by hologram at Mama Grika's,' Genryusai Yamamoto clarified, referring to a rather infamous whore house on Torfan where people could meet in almost total privacy. 'But he matches the description we have of the man. And I have seen security footage of him fighting, no one else of the galaxy could possess such stature, speed and strength.'
'Wait you people already knew about this monster?' The second person in the other room Elanos Haliat demanded to know, 'A warning about something like that would've been nice to know before we stormed Elysium!'
'You were forewarned about attacking the Elysian main military research facility.' The Illusive Man responded, taking a drag on his cigarette, letting the nicotine calm his nerves and lessen his growing frustration with Haliat. 'You wouldn't have needed to know about its contents had you avoided it as you were told.'
'The Batarian army insisted on attacking as many military targets as they could.' Haliat tried to deflect.
'And you insisted you could control them and could be left in charge of this operation.' The Illusive Man pressed. 'You came to us Haliat, you said you could walk the line between hitting Elysium hard enough to suit our purposes, without compromising mankind's future in the region. Perhaps we were wrong to trust you with this, perhaps Yamamoto should take charge now, like he clearly should've from the beginning.'
Yamamoto had been one of the earliest supporters of Cerberus, one might even call him a founding member. The former rear admiral had known how disastrous joining the Citadel would be for humanity. He had known how necessary an organization like Cerberus would be to secure mankind's future. He lacked the temperament to fully join and submit to Cerberus. He still believed in his heart of hearts that the best course of action for the future was to nuke the Citadel and so had little patience for Cerberus more long term focussed tactics. Yet he did support their goals and acting as a pirate he could serve mankind's ends and still get to sate his bloodlust against alien life. He was one of the few men that the Illusive Man genuinely respected.
The old warhound stayed silent on the couch where he was seated while Haliat paced back and forth between him and the QEC. Yamamoto allowed the conversation between the two to continue, but the Illusive Man could just barely see his hands shift their grip on his walking cane. The man was prepared as ever, but for now he would wait.
'I can still salvage the situation.' Elanos insisted gradually getting more and more worked up as he spoke, 'But I do need help. The pirates actually believe that mad giant and his crazy theories about the Hegemon betraying us. They're going to give the slaves the weapons they want. They're going to throw away everything we've worked for! If we don't act soon all of this will have been for nothing! You agreed that the attack on Elysium was necessary! You have to help me carry it through!'
'I agreed that the attack was necessary.' The Illusive Man explained, his tone slightly exasperated, 'And it was. It shows mankind the danger that all alien life poses to us. It forces the Council to side against us and reveal how much they value any alien life, even that of slavers and criminals over humanity. And with some careful guidance, it will reveal how the Alliance military left our border undermanned to avoid 'escalating tensions' with the Hierarchy.'
'But all of these goals,' The Illusive Man continued after pausing for another breath of smoke, 'Were accomplished with the attack itself. I don't see how it's my problem that you can't turn a profit with your ill gotten goods. Especially after I warned you against sticking around for this idiotic auction. You should've taken what money you could get and then legged it, it's your own fault that you walked into the Hegemon's trap.'
'You misunderstand me you robotic eyed piece of scum.' Haliat threatened, sounding just a little over confident. The Illusive Man braced himself for further disappointment. 'You agreed that the attack on Elysium was necessary. You think I don't have that on recording? If you don't get off your ass and help me salvage the situation here then the whole galaxy is going to learn about the human supremacist terrorists who consort with alien powers.'
'You are referring of course,' The Illusive Man dismissed, 'To the recording you secretly hid away on the Citadel, Omega, and Thessia? Those have already been dealt with, the men you sent them to are dead and the data files have been completely destroyed. Oh don't look surprised Haliat. Your attempts at moving that information was as amateurish as your handling of this entire miserable affair. When you came to us with this plan, I had thought I had found a visionary hidden away amongst the true scum of the universe. But now I seems clear that you had just hit upon a single good idea by accident.'
As the Illusive man spoke, Yamamoto at last stood up from where he had been seated. His back straightened, he took his walking cane in both hands and held it sideways parallel to the floor, with the end pointing to his left. With a soft click, the head of the cane separated from the base and revealed a half inch of cold hard steel that reflected a shining soft blue silver glow from the holographic lights from the QEC. Haliat froze at the sound, his hand hovering above his side arm, the only weapon he had on him, as his eyes bounced back and forth from the projection of the Illusive Man and the side of his own head as he tried to catch a glimpse of the older captain in his peripheral vision.
'I'm not mad at you Haliat.' The Illusive man explained, untroubled by the prospect of the violence about to break out in the other room on the other side of the galaxy. 'But I am disappointed. In both you and myself for entrusting this delicate work to you. I fear this will be the end of our little partnership together. I wish you the best of luck in your future endeavors. And your next life.'
Both captains moved in the same instant. The old man lunged forward, his blade sweeping in a wide golden arc. The young man, twisted around and fired twice from the hip. Both shots found their mark. Both shots deflected harmlessly away from that mark as the old man's shield flared to life. The golden blade collided with Haliat's own shield. There was a snap, and roar of sheet lightning. The shield failed, the blade did not.
The blazing golden silicon carbide shell around the steel blade fell away as it powered through Haliat's shield. The blade itself, sharpened to a monomolecular point tore through flesh and armor with little difficulty. The blazing heat left behind by the omni blade that had once covered it, left flesh seared and armor melted easing the path for the sword to cut through. As it ripped through to the far side, Genryusai paused for a moment as yellow sparks danced off his weapon like dozens of tiny flames while the omni fabricator in the hilt bagan to reconstruct the sword's second deadly sheath. After a second, Haliat's body split in two. His head, left arm and shoulder fell one way as the rest of his body fell in another. The old man returned his sword to its proper wooden sheath, the omni blade around it deactivating as it did, and the man himself calmly walked back to his seat.
'An unfortunate business.' The Illusive Man said giving no sign that the exchange had either disturbed or excited him. 'I had some small hope for the man. It is regretful to see it all squandered.'
Yamamoto grunted, neither agreeing nor denying, then moved the conversation on. 'What do you want done about the Giant?'
'What do you think his odds of success are?' The Illusive Man asked.
'His victory at this point in almost certain.' The old man responded, falling back into the calm professionalism of a career soldier. 'He has the security forces outnumbered almost two to one, and that if he only restricts himself to using men of fighting age. Three to one, if he uses women of fighting age as well, and six to one if he gives a gun to everyone who can hold one. The security forces lack the training and discipline to make up for such a lack of manpower, furthermore the guns and armor the pirates are giving the slaves is slightly better than what can be scraped together on the moon. Logistically the fight is already won.'
'The power of Torfan,' The Illusive Man half heartedly objected, there were not many military minds in the galaxy better than the one speaking to him. If he said the battle was lost, then it was lost, end of story. 'Has traditionally stemmed from its significant fortifications and labyrinthian inner layout.'
'Shepherd's army is already inside the base.' Yamamoto explained with the patience of an old teacher, 'Its defenses count for almost nothing. And its layout actually gives him the advantage now. He's had plenty of time to scout it out, and he has offered the whores here freedom if they fight for him. They know this place better than anyone, so with a few of them to guide his troops it will be the security forces who find themselves getting ambushed and blindsided. Unless the Krogan and the Blue Suns side against him, this will be a very short fight.'
'The Blood Pack is always hard to predict, but the Blue Suns should already be in the employ of the governor.' The Illusive Man surmised, 'Even if the fight is desperate, they should hold to their original contracts.'
'One of the leaders of the Blue Suns,' Yamamoto revealed, 'An old acquaintance of mine, came to me just after our meeting with the Giant. He wanted to negotiate for passage off of Torfan. The conversation was guarded, the man didn't want to say anything outright, but if I am reading between his words correctly, it would seem that a Citadel Spectre has contacted the Blue Suns and hired them to help with the slave revolt. The Suns would rather not be caught up in a mess like this, but if I don't give them a way off this rock, then they will likely side the Spectre.'
This also gave the Illusive Man pause for thought, another scenario he had failed to foresee and consider. He had not expected to find the Elysian Giant on Torfan because he didn't think the Alliance would ever risk the political fallout sure to follow any military action carried out by a genetically augmented super soldier in blatant defiance of Citadel law and galactic treaty. What could be gained here, the lives of tens of thousands of civilians, was not worth the backlash and international censure sure to follow. So if the Giant was here, he was likely working on his own, but surely the Alliance would never let the man out of their sight in order to prevent this very situation. Even if he had truly gone rogue, the Council would never accept the idea that he was acting without Alliance support. Blame for everything he did would fall on the shoulders of the Alliance and humanity for 'unleashing' that monster on the universe.
But what if the Council itself had requisitioned the use of Shepherd? They were certainly self righteous enough to turn their backs on their own laws the moment it became expedient for them to do so, as the very existence of the Spectre Corps proved. After all, the laws and treaties of the Citadel were made for the benefit of the Council races and no one else. No. The Giant had acted to quickly for that. If he had moved initially on the Council's orders, then those orders must've been sent to him almost the moment that the attack on Elysium began, which would imply that the Council had known the attack was going to happen. The rest of their response to the tragedy was too slow for that to make sense. The great joint Hierarchy-Alliance fleet meant to storm Torfan was still days away from being fully assembled, surely that hammer blow would've been better timed with the uprising the Giant was preparing if both events had common coordinators. Still though, the Giant acting as the Council's pawn was a worst case scenario for certain and needed to be adequately prepared for like everything else.
'As I told Elanos,' The Illusive Man finally responded after extinguishing the remains of his cigarette. 'Our main goals for the Elysium attack have already been accomplished. Whatever happens now on Torfan can only aid our cause. If the Giant manages to rescue everyone and launch his counter attack into Batarian space then that will greatly further mankind's expansion into the cosmos. If the slaves are sold and carried off into Batarian space that will further spread the enmity we had originally hoped to create. The wise move would be to wash our hands of the whole affair before we risk further exposure, but having someone join the Giant's inner circle to keep an eye on this Shepherd would also be beneficial.'
The Illusive Man paused, and Yamamoto remained as still and quiet as a rock. He would accept what the Illusive Man ordered, but Jack knew what lay in the heart of his old friend. This was an issue the two of them fundamentally disagreed on, but there was no reason to needlessly strain their relationship.
'In the end I will trust your own judgement my old friend.' The Illusive Man concluded allowing things to take their course. 'I would ask you to err on the side of caution though. Especially if there are Spectres involved.'
'Then I will keep an eye on the young welp.' The old man responded with a half smile. 'You won't be disappointed in that one Jack. One of mankind's true ancestors is about to take center stage, and he will show them all what we are really capable of.'
'It does seem that things will turn around this Shepherd for a time.' The Illusive Man prophesied. 'Take care old man, don't go dying on me before the work is complete.'
Genryusia Yamamoto nodded one last time and then cut the communicator from his end. The Illusive Man was left to himself. He turned and gazed out over the sight of the dying star his hidden base orbited around. Events were almost outpacing him. For the second time, the Giant had truly surprised him. The first time hadn't really counted, since it hadn't been anything the Giant did that had surprised him, but rather the very existence of the Giant himself that had shocked the Illusive Man.
Eight years previously, a Citadel Spectre, who of course had later gone on to become a Councillor despite Jack's best efforts to kill the Salarian git, had started cracking down on the various gene therapy and super soldier programs that Cerberus had been running under the Alliance's nose. That wasn't too surprising. The Council stood in the way of every path to human ascendancy so of course they would shut down any attempt at bettering the species. What was surprising had been the determination and single mindedness with which the Spectre had pursued them. It was almost as if the Salarian had been disappointed with merely ruining decades if research and social engineering, as if he had expected to find something much bigger in his hunt.
It had been idle curiosity that had prompted an investigation into why the man was hunting them. And when that curiosity had proven almost impossible to uncover, protected with more levels of security and misdirection than the itinerary of the new pope, that curiosity had grown into an obsession. After months of research, and the loss of more agents than Jack cared to admit, they had found him. A child, who at his heart was undeniably human yet at the same time stood as high over mankind genetically as humans stood over apes. And that child held the minds and imagination of most of Cerberus.
Cerberus discouraged religious thinking as a rule. Religion was a crutch of a bygone age. If mankind was to ascend it would do so through science and single minded logical determination. Yet there were certain convictions that most of Cerberus held with almost fanatic devotion. One of which was to take the geological evidence as face value and accept that the theory of evolution was a load of nonsense.
Of don't get him wrong, things did evolve as old inferior genes died off and were replaced with new and better adaptations to the environment. But nothing could have ever evolved on earth. It simply didn't have enough time to. A basic reading of the geological data made it clear that if the earth even had so much as an oxygen atmosphere more than twenty thousand years ago the Illusive Man would eat his own shoes. All evidence pointed to the idea that just fifty thousand years ago the solar system's goldilocks zone had actually been around the fourth planet in the system: Mars, which is why the ancient Protheans had colonized the now barren red planet. What ever solar transformation had subsequently moved the region of space where life was possible to be around earth likely only happened about twelve or fifteen thousand years ago at most, which was not nearly enough time for life to evolve into even single celled organisms let alone fully sentient life.
Of course if life on earth could not have evolved naturally, then it must've been placed on the planet deliberately. And if not by god, then by some alien race that had risen to prominence after the Protheans but before the Citadel. There was no proof that such a species had ever existed though, and it begged the question of why an alien race would go through such trouble to terraform the earth just for the benefit of mankind. So if anyone seriously proposed such a theory for the origin of life on earth, they would be ridiculed then laughed out of any scientific discussion, and labeled as an 'ancient astronaut' theorist, killing their careers and credibility.
Instead it was assumed that Prothean efforts to terraform mars and not interfere with evolution on the earth had led to solar destabilization and volcanic cataclysm on earth which had destroyed and warped the real geological record of the earth giving it the appearance of being a much younger planet than it really was. This was a somewhat understandable reaction. Science had fought a long and hard battle to escape from the dogma and control of religion. Evolution had been proposed as a theory to explain the origin of life on earth with earth as a closed system. To accept the possibility of outside interference in that system was to accept the possibility of the supernatural, and flew in the face of everything that science stood for. Or at least so it had seemed in the twentieth century when the idea of aliens manipulating human life had first entered the popular consciousness, and stamping down on such ideas had seemed necessary to ensure true science could progress. But now in the twenty second century when aliens were known to be real, when precursor civilizations were known to have dwelt in the solar system, such objection now seemed like the real dogma standing in the way of progress to the Illusive Man. And it need not have been aliens who had place mankind on the earth at all.
There was one race in the galaxy that might've been willing to restructure a whole planet just for the benefit of mankind. And that of course was mankind itself. This was the only theory that made sense of all the data available. Humans had evolved on some other, older world, come to the sol system, saw that mars was a dead world; ruined in whatever disaster had destroyed Prothean civilization, and so had terraformed earth and settled there. Then later some other disaster had isolated human civilization on earth leading to its collapse and loss of technology, and only now had mankind returned to its destined place amongst the stars.
This was the core conviction of Cerberus. The stars were the destiny of mankind. Humans had come from them, and now were returning to them. They were mankind's birthright, and Cerberus would allow nothing to stand in their way of claiming what was rightfully theirs. And this was no idle theory of the Illusive Man's. No presumption made to fit his world view, reality be damned. He had proof of it all. Proof that he now turned his attention to.
The problem with Shepherd, was that he was quite obviously human but even more so. He had all the traits of a human, but cranked up to eleven proverbially speaking. Nothing in Alliance space could have made him, so he must come from outside it. Somewhere out there was another lost branch of mankind and they had made the Giant and lost him. The real question was whether he had been made artificially or naturally. Was it possible that all real humans shared his stature, intellect and power? Some like Yamamoto thought so. They believed that the Giant was a remnant of some ancestral race of humans that modern humans had actually devolved from and that he would lead mankind forward into a new golden age. The Illusive Man was not so certain about that. In fact the Illusive Man was highly suspicious of the Giant and feared what he might actually be. Most of this suspicion was not a result of anything the Giant had done or said, but simply because the Forge Master for one reason or another didn't recognize the Giant as really human.
The Illusive Man activated the receiver to a second QEC that had been transmitting everything that happened in the room for some time. The holographic image of a cramped work space appeared in the center of the room. As always the Forge Master was bent over a piece of technical equipment, a half dozen mechanical tendrils extending from its back to pull, weld, screw, hammer and sculpt the machine it was crafting into existence. It looked like it was working on a gun of some kind, the metal work on the outside was beautifully worked in the image of roaring flames, gilded and stamped with silver turning the thing into a veritable work of art. The Forge Master itself seemed a hunched cloaked figure, like a withered tree complete with a network of cables running from under its cloak away along the floor to various computer banks along the walls like gnarled roots, snaking over or even pushing through the steel plates on the floor.
The Illusive Man made it a point to keep the Forge Master appraised of almost all of his dealings and plans. The thing was tremendously intelligent and insightful. Vp asp shopping cart 5.00 software installed. It was carefully monitored of course, but in the fifteen years Cerberus had possessed the thing, it had never once acted against them in any way. The Illusive Man remained silent as he studied the thing, it would've been alerted to the fact that he was not watching it, and if it had anything to say to him it would do so now.
The first voice, feminine and child like, hesitantly started, 'The mutant can not be trusted. It must be destroyed before it can subvert more forces to its control.'
The second voice, masculine yet high pitched rushed to follow up, 'The people can not be abandoned to suffer at the hands of xenos. You must strike decisively now to rescue them. The mutant can be dealt with later.'
The third voice, masculine baritone, seemed to chose its words carefully. 'The mutant moves against our foes, there is no need to interfere for the time being. Let it rescue our people and kill the xenos. But it must be killed afterwards, it can not be allowed to amass more strength.'
The fourth voice, feminine and seductive, raised its pitch slightly at the end of each sentence as if it were always asking questions. 'The mutants intentions seem harmless for now? And its power would be beneficial for our future plans? Individuals can be sacrificed for the greater good? We should retrieve the mutant and indoctrinate into our organization, then direct its power for our purposes?'
The Forge Master was not run by a single artificial intelligence. Nor was it a truly networked AI. like the Geth. It consisted of a single dominant, central intelligence, on par with the greatest minds of mankind, supported by about a dozen or so lesser AI.s which were restricted in the amount of processing power each could draw on, limiting them to only be about as intelligent as a dolphin or a chimp. When Cerberus had hooked to Forge Master up to the computer banks along the walls to increase its processing power and memory capacity, the main intelligence had allowed its lesser brethren to take up a larger portion of its increased power from themselves allowing them all to grow the point where they had human level sapience.
In this manner the Forge Master not only possessed a deep understanding of any topic thanks to the superior power of its machine intellect, but it also possessed a diversity of viewpoints and could approach any topic from a variety of angles and perspectives. The Forge Master didn't always comment on what the Illusive Man was doing, or what he learned, and when it did it was often one or more of these subordinate voices that expressed their insights. Its opinions were often contradictory, but never seemed to openly reference or condemn each other, and there was no way to tell which AI. had expressed which idea or if any of the other AI.s supported the idea. The voices also only rarely responded to direct questions. Nonetheless, the Illusive Man often found the Forge Master's commentary to be helpful in clarifying his own thoughts, even if he rarely followed its advice to the letter.
The Forge Master was undoubtedly a creation of the first human galactic civilization. It had recognized the Cerberus agents that retrieved it as humans and expressed a sense of contentment to be working for humans again. Frustratingly, it did not consider the retelling of history to be part of its functions and thus refused to answer any questions about mankind's past or its relationship to them. Even more frustrating though was that the thing did not recognize the Giant as human. It referred to him as a mutant and was generally split on the opinion as to whether he should be killed outright or bent to serve Cerberus. This flew in the face of what much of Cerberus believed about the Giant and therefore was a fact the Illusive Man kept to himself for the sake of moral.
The fifth voice, femine and forceful slurred its words slightly, 'Your old friend is compromised, and likely already enthralled by the mutant. He can no longer be trusted.'
The sixth voice, masculine and frightened had clipped tone choppy in its delivery. 'The Alliance must've deliberately released the mutant. If they have become willing to move so openly and in such defiance of the Council perhaps it is beginning to see things our way. We should look for more opportunities to work with them and encourage them in this regard.'
As the voices washed over the Illusive Man he suddenly felt slightly disturbed as if something was off. He soon noticed the source of this discomfort. The background noise of the Forge Master's work has ceased. It no longer worked on the gun before it, but instead had focussed its attention on a monitor displaying part of the security footage of the Giant fighting aboard one of the pirate ships. This was very odd. The Forge Master could simply upload video footage to its data banks and process it as based off its raw code. It had no need to watch any video play out with its own eyes. The voices fell silent. The Forge Master turned and looked directly at the hologram of the Illusive Man projected into its work space.
Its face was a dull silver mask of iron. Its eyes were shaped like human eyes, yet were the pitch black of camera lens. Its mouth never moved, a mere affectation carved into a slightly smug look of sterile steel. Unlike the voices that transmitted their words through the QEC directly to the Illusive Man, the Forge Master itself, the main AI that controlled the whole thing, flared speakers built into its chest to life, speaking to the room at large like a man. Its voice, for lack of a better term, was almost completely robotic. A dull grasping sound like grinding gears, devoid of inflection or emphasis. A voice devoid of life in every sense of the word.
'Hear me oh Illusive One.' It spoke, 'Know my words for truth. My calculations are precise and error free. The soul trapped within me has seen into the void and weeps with fear. The Anathema walks the stars once more. Gods old and new look upon the world full of hunger and fury. They would break all things to satisfy their unending thirst. The Cycle shall soon begin again. Perhaps for the last time. Certainly it will be far worse than ever before.'
'The might of the Anathema is all but beyond comprehension.' It continued, 'The old gods will break their teeth upon his armored fist. Yet his apathy is born from ten thousand years of betrayal. He will sacrifice too much, and as he kills them, the new gods will feast upon their shattered souls. They will feast on untold eons of death, it will give them power that not even He can hope to overcome. Though it is tempting to take shelter beneath his wings, it will only lead to ruin. Salvation for mankind will come from behind a shield of xenos life. You and I must forge that shield and uphold it for the sake of all our futures.'
The central voice of the Forge Master was the most frustrating of them all. It never bothered to explain its terms. The Illusive Man was used to listening to it, but had never found the clues to unlock what it really meant. Save for one thing. The Cycle would destroy all of humanity and everything else in the galaxy. The Forge Master had been made during the first human galactic civilization to serve as a bulwark against this Cycle. The Cycle had been one of the first things the Forge Master ever spoke off and even then it had declared that the Cycle would begin soon. But now for the first time it was actually proposing something be done about this Cycle, and it even seemed to be waiting for a reply.
'If the Cycle is approaching,' the Illusive Man responded, 'Then it will be necessary to increase our military power and combat capability. I doubt any one being would be able to sustain our needs in this regard.'
The Forge Master nodded in response and then answered, 'Send me your most skilled technicians, and I will instruct them in the lore of plasma weaponry and advanced robotics.'
The Illusive Man was stunned to say the least. The Forge Master could create technology that was centuries ahead of anything else the galaxy was capable of. Cerberus was infamous for its plasma guns, a weapon the greatest minds the Salarians had ever produced swore was impossible to create. Yet it had always refused to teach anyone any of what it knew. Even worse the tech it turned over to Cerberus for use was designed to self destruct if any attempt was made to reverse engineer it. In the decade and a half that the thing had worked for them it had only produced a few thousand such guns. Now it was willing to teach. Now it was willing to let its creations be mass produced. Now Cerberus would have a chance to see if the tech could be scaled up and used on warships. Very soon the Illusive Man might find himself controlling the most advanced and powerful army in the galaxy.
'I will make the arrangements as soon as I can,' He finally responded his voice still slightly shaken by it all. 'Clearly we must act as swiftly and decisively as we can.'
'I will await their arrival.' The Forge Master confirmed and then cut its own receiver. Apparently it had no further interest in what the Illusive Man had to say.
The Illusive Man continued to watch the machine as it returned to its work. After a short moment to confirm it wanted nothing else, he deactivated the QEC from his side and returned the room to darkness. Shepherd. It all came back to him in the end. For fifteen years the thing had been content to sit in its workshop and drip feed just enough to Cerberus to keep them interested in it, Then suddenly, after seeing images of the Giant fighting, it finally decided that now was the time to act.
Yet none of what it said had anything to do with the Giant. The three main actors in its prophecy had been: the anathema, the old god and the new gods. The old gods were almost always linked to the Cycle and were either it's perpetrators or its first victims. The anathema was something alive and at work in the galaxy right now that made the Forge Master nervous for lack of a better term. But now apparently it was willing to shelter mankind? The new gods were only seldom mentioned and never in a positive light. But this recent saying had made it seem like they were an even greater threat than the old gods and the Cycle. So which of the three did the Giant remind the Forge Master of? Was he linked to the Anathema which might save them all? The old gods that might consume them all? Or the new gods which might somehow be even worse still.
The Illusive Man considered all of this and even more. He also began to put together a list of who he could trust to study under the Forge Master. A dying star turned slowly behind him and the Illusive Man began to plan.
AN: Short chapter to get back into the mindset for writing. My ever fickled muse has not yet abandoned this story, though life has now long conspired to keep my attention fixed on other things. Namely, I bought a house. Had to get a loan from the bank to do so. Screw banks. They are idiotic bureaucratic nightmares that make one seriously think that communism deserves another go. If you all ever look to buy a house, go with a local mortgage company. One recommended by your family or you real estate agent, but most importantly, one where you can sit across from a real person and slap them in the face when they try to pull some last minute jerk you around hog wash on you of one kind or another. Well anyway.
I had originally planned to write scenes about the pirates meeting with Shepherd and Zaeed meeting with Yamamoto, but they seemed like they would just be rehashing old ground without actually advancing the plot in meaningful ways. So they got relegated to off screen events. Looking back at this story after some time away from it and I'm still frustrated with the pacing of things. It seems like I'm covering the same points from different angles over and over again. I would really like to end the Torfan arc with the next chapter. But I really wanted to end the arc with just this chapter and it seemed like with everything else I wanted to write it would just balloon out of proportion and just run on and on. So instead this scene gets a chapter to itself.
Still introducing Cerberus was fun, upping the ante with what tech exists on the mass effect side of things was fun. It's also nice to start working some of the back story details into the actual story as well and establish the Earth is not the true homeworld of mankind.
On an unrelated note, does anyone know what the appropriate abbreviation is for multiple artificial intelligences? I went with AI.s but that looks weird to me. Would it be AIs. ? or A.I.s? I spent like five whole minutes trying to google search this and couldn't find anything so I'm officially stumped.
Thanks for reading. Feel free to review, constructive criticism is always welcomed, but honestly I just really like getting the alerts it fills me with motivation to continue writing. Special thanks to everyone who still manages to stumble across this fic even after I haven't updated for a few months and thinks to drop an alert or review. You are the people who make me pause in the middle of the day and think I should write more of this.
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YOU’RE A CERBERUS AGENT – GONE ROGUE!
As Commander Shepard battles Reapers across the galaxy, veteran Cerberus agent Randall Ezno procures aliens for illicit experiments at a secret facility. But when the Director of the facility goes too far – Randall fights back and vows to bring Cerberus down!
Can you fight your way off the hostile Cerberus base and deliver their secret research to the Alliance?
As Commander Shepard battles Reapers across the galaxy, veteran Cerberus agent Randall Ezno procures aliens for illicit experiments at a secret facility. But when the Director of the facility goes too far – Randall fights back and vows to bring Cerberus down!
Can you fight your way off the hostile Cerberus base and deliver their secret research to the Alliance?
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Move freely through massive exteriors and a fully realized Cerberus base. Featuring groundbreaking graphics and intensified audio, enjoy a console-like experience that marks the next leap in Android gameplay.
ENGAGE ENEMIES WITH SWIPE & TAP COMBAT
Featuring both manual and assisted aiming, use intuitive tap controls and for fast-paced fighting. Fluidly dive and roll for cover with a simple swipe. Engage in epic boss battles against Cerberus Mechs and twisted experiment victims. Simply disable the “tap-to-aim” function in the Options section to try it.
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IT’S YOU AGAINST AN ARMY!
Harness the fury of high-tech armor and weapons. Unleash biotic powers, stealth cloak abilities and devastating melee attacks. Upgrade your gear and performance with credits – the quicker and more stylish your kills, the more credits you’ll earn. Also, access the bonus Turian mission and escape the medical bay…alive!
Harness the fury of high-tech armor and weapons. Unleash biotic powers, stealth cloak abilities and devastating melee attacks. Upgrade your gear and performance with credits – the quicker and more stylish your kills, the more credits you’ll earn. Also, access the bonus Turian mission and escape the medical bay…alive!
IMPACT YOUR MASS EFFECT 3 EXPERIENCE
Gather valuable intel and upload it to Galaxy at War to boost your Galactic Readiness Rating in Mass Effect 3. Complete the game to increase your War Assets. Improve your chances in the final Mass Effect 3 battle – on the go!
Gather valuable intel and upload it to Galaxy at War to boost your Galactic Readiness Rating in Mass Effect 3. Complete the game to increase your War Assets. Improve your chances in the final Mass Effect 3 battle – on the go!
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