Mass Effect: Factions - The Redux IC(Closed)

[The NAR]

CRONOS STATION

The Reaper on Suen was broken up into three smaller pieces, and were transported off of the planet. While they accomplished their goal, Cerberus lost a lot of men, and the survivors will never be the same. The Fighter Squadron, the Cruiser, the Frigate, and the transports returned back to Cronos Station. Immediately upon their return, Cerberus Scientists and Engineers began to study the Reaper parts, eventually finding exactly what Cerberus was looking for: The Identify Friend/Foe, or IFF. The device was immediately locked away for examination while Cerberus continued researching other parts of the Reaper, focusing on ways to mimic the main cannon, as well as attempting to reverse engineer it's shields and it's atmosphere landing systems.

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Michael woke up two days after the raid on Suen, and was informed that while he wasn't too wounded physically, he had suffered major head trauma. Though, thanks to modern medical science, he should be perfectly fine in just a few days. Michael checked out of the infirmary and made his way to the Illusive Man's Chambers, walking into the massive room wearing the typical black, white, and yellow uniform with Cerberus Emblems. The Illusive Man sat in his chair with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette. Michael approached, standing next to the Illusive Man and staring out the massive window. There was no speaking for a few moments, only silence, until the Illusive Man spoke.

"You did well on Suen, as I expected"

"We lost a lot of men..." said Michael, not sure if the cost was worth the product. All those soldiers are dead, for a Reaper. The Illusive Man always had a plan though... always.

"Yes, but they're expendable... what matters is we have the IFF. Now we just need to take the necessary measures to take down the Collectors. We do that... and we have limitless Reaper knowledge"

"What is your plan for the Reapers?" asked Michael.

"Time will answer all of your questions. Just keep following my instructions and everything will soon fall into place"

Michael sighed and nodded. "Alright. What's the next mission?"

"You'll be informed later on. I need to make sure everything's in place"

Michael nodded, patting the Illusive Man on the shoulder. "Keep me updated"

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MARS ARCHIVES, MARS, SOL SYSTEM

The last few days were spent getting everything in order for when the plan would be carried out. John Rolf exited the facility in midday to meet Dr. Stephen Weber, a false named Cerberus Agent who was to help John extract the data from the Mars Archives. Both Agents knew the stakes, and Rolf knew exactly what was in the records: The solution to the Reaper threat. If Cerberus could build this... this weapon, if Cerberus could study all of this information, the Galaxy could very well be saved.

John introduced Dr. Weber to the rest of the research team at the Archives, then showed him to his quarters. There, they secretly discussed via pen and paper the plan that would take place within a few days. It was important that the data be extracted without immediately being discovered by the Alliance. Both men knew what they had to do...

[Lunas Legion]

"Illium Heavy Fleet just jumped through the Relay Admiral-Arbiter." The Foritas's sensor operator suddenly announced, breaking the silence that had settled over the ship.

"Ready to order the Fleet to FTL on your mark." Her comms operator chirped up, before his eyes shifted in annoyance. "Got some comms from the Crescent Claws and Apex Industries. Say they're requesting orders."

"Have them come in as reserves. Chances are the battle should have been won by then." Xen glanced down to the pistol at her waist. "Our little ace in the hole, as the human saying goes, should see to that."

To Apex Industries and Crescent Claws,

Your aid is much appreciated. As we are about to launch our attack run, and to maintain the element of surprise, we request that any forces you have are dispatched immediately. Although I hope to have won the battle by the time your forces arrive, reinforcements will be much appreciated. On your arrival proceed directly to Rannoch. A Illium fleet will be in the Far Rim as a rearguard and reserve.

Admiral-Arbiter Daro'Xen

"And now that's finished, give me a fleet-wide transmission." Her comms officer nodded, hands moving swiftly over the haptic interface, before nodding once again.

"Quarians of the Migrant Fleet, today is a day that has been a long time coming." Daro'Xen began. "For today, we finally put right what our ancestors did wrong! We shall reclaim Rannoch from the Geth and we shall leave none of those mechanical bosh'tets with enough processing power to do anything! Today is the day that the Migrant Fleet ends it's 300-odd year old exile, and the Quarian Confederacy returns to it's rightful place!"

Daro'Xen paused. "I thank our allies in the Illium fleet for their contribution, and we have more allies on the way as reserves, but now comes the true test. All fleets, you have your orders. Jump to FTL."

The blackness of space was replaced by the swirling blue of ME fields just as Xen finished. The Quarians were going home.

[Kinistian]

Apex||Pragia Crontona||CEO Henry Clinton

"Welcome to Apex Director Willhouse. Now if you would meet up the the mining fleet near Sharring,it's two moons will house your first two research facilities"Mr.Clinton said as he stood up and walked around the desk. He walked up to his new head researcher and extend a hand in witch to shake his partner's hand.

Apex Ind||Apex 1st Fleet||Grand Admiral Rodionovich

With the orders from the Quarians received,the admiral gave the order to the fleet to move out. The small fleet went into the mass relay fields and got zoomed off into the dark void space towards Rannock.

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From Grand Admiral Rodionovich of Apex 1st Fleet
To Alliance Command

Hello comrades,This Grand Admiral Rodionovich of the Great Apex 1st Fleet. We know that without a doubt that things between you and the Batarains will escalate beyond salvage. So has from one human group to another we offer our Mech Corps and some engineers to help protect Artacaus Station. You'll find them to be some of the best equipped Mechs on this side of the galaxy. They won't dare mount an attack here unless they want serious amounts of casualties.

As we speak we are also starting the Development of the Royal Marine Army. 200 Marine Divisions are being trained all throughout our colonies in hopes we can help protect in humanity in time. But once they are finished with training they'll need transport and witch we simply can't meet on our own. So we'll need your help next month with transporting them to the Verge and other areas.

My God make this message swift!

[Sertia]

Omega Relay

The Assault fleet of the Cresent Claws shot threw the Omega Nebula Relay, on the path they needed to be on to meet up with the Quarian Reclamation fleet. Tarus stood on the bridge, going over the logistics of the fleet as they went through the Mass relay tunnel.

It would take some time for them to arrive, but hopefully they would arrive in time to provide assistance, and to open up friendly relations with the Quarian Empire. If they could, the Crescent claws would have a very powerful friend they could call upon.

Unknown Location, Cover Operation, "Finding Hades Guardian"

The Blue Slicer Flew at high speed to their location, many special operatives in the ship waiting for their chance to see some action. They were En route to a Cerberus base the Crescent had Uncovered, and with Jack still wanting information, this would hopefully prove to be a profitable venture as they flew through Mass-less Space.

[The NAR]

CRONOS STATION, UNDISCLOSED SYSTEM

Michael had spent the last few hours preparing for his "date" with Miranda Lawson, a woman he'd known and worked with for multile years. Michael liked the woman-- she was strong and intelligent, she could hold her own and was dedicated to the cause that Cerberus fights so hard to keep going. Though, as the years went by, work was too much and the two never had the opportunity to speak as two human beings, instead as co-workers. Now, wearing the typical Cerberus on-base uniform, Michael made his way to the Officer's Mess Hall, where he would meet her.

Michael was surprised to enter the room and see Miranda sitting at one of the tables already, waiting for him. Michael walked over and sat down across from her, smiling. "You got here early, what's the rush?". While he said this, he had a sarcastic smirk planted on his face.

"Oh nothing..." she teased in her British accent. "What took you so long?". Michael shrugged, shaking his head.

"You ARE very intimidating... maybe that's why I drug my feet on the way here". Michael smiled as he poured some water into a cup and took a sip.

"That was quite an accomplishment you pulled of on Suen, Maxon, but was it worth the lives it cost?". Upon her mentioning of the raid on Suen, Michael quickly set down his glass of water and looked down at the table, shaking his head and sighing. There were a few moments of silence before Michael responded.

"As much as it hurts to admit it, men will die. The men who never got off of Suen... they died for something much greater than themselves... for Humanity as a whole. I don't know exactly what the Illusive Man is planning, but whatever it is, it's going to change a lot of things...". Michael looked up to see Miranda nod slightly, then change the subject.

"So, tell me about yourself. I never was able to pull up your background, the Illusive Man had all information on you locked up since you first came here".

"Me? Well... where do I begin? I was born on Earth..."

"Really, where at?"

"New York City"

"So you're an American? Hmm" she grinned and leaned back in her chair, waiting for Michael to continue.

"That's right. Anyway, my dad left me and my mother when I was only a couple months old. She tried her best to raise me, working a a lot of jobs... six at one point. She wasn't home much, so I was usually on my own as far as taking care of myself. So, when I was a teenager my mom wasn't around to say I couldn't leave and go join up with my friends. Ended up in a Street Gang, I sold and down did drugs, yadayada... started rapping in Underground clubs, but I stole ten thousand dollars from the club and skipped town with my mother. We moved into a town in Pennsylvania, but I decided actually help her, and I joined the Alliance Marines. Few years fighting in the Traverse against Batarian Pirates, I was discharged and got a job in C-Sec. Helped my Mom get a place on the Citadel, then I thought everything was good. Though, being in C-Sec, you see the corruption pretty easily. Ended up contacting and old friend, who turned out to be working for Cerberus. He offered me a place, and the goals... I couldn't refuse. And you know the rest".

Miranda listened carefully and patiently, nodding with everything he said. She seemed interested, and it didn't look fake. When Michael stopped talking, she leaned back, uncrossing and then crossing her legs the other way. "What made you want to join Cerberus? I mean, it was drilled into your head that Cerberus is a terrorist organization..."

Michael thought for a minute, asking himself the same question. He cleared his throat and began to speak. "Well... it was the only opportunity I saw to be part of something that... was real. Cerberus has real and present goals, we have the means and the will to ensure the survival of Humanity. It's the only group in the Galaxy not sucked in by politics and corruption".

Miranda seemed to understand what he was saying, still sitting calmly. "Can I ask you for a favor, Commander?" She asked. Michael nodded.

"Yes, always" Michael assured her.

"I... I can't stand being couped up here at the station anymore. It's been so long since I've been about on a mission. The lab, I can't stand it anymore. Would you talk to the Illusive Man, get me a spot on your ship?". Michael pondered it for a second, then responded.

"Ill see what I can do. We're planning to make a strike against the Collectors, since we have what we need to do so. Someone with your set of skills would be... helpful at the least". Miranda nodded, and the two spend the rest of the night chatting and laughing together...

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In another part of Cronos Station, a Cerberus Member types out a message to the Earth Special Forces Task Group, though the message isn't traceable.

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To E.S.F.T.G.

The Agency needs an update on your plans immediately.  We need exact information so my employers know an appropriate timeframe.  In addition, we need those Dreads, and fast.  Do not fail Raven.  We could be your best friend or your worst enemy.  Answer this message IMMEDIATELY. 

-The Agency


[Dixmix]

Apex||Pragia Crontona||CEO Henry Clinton

"Welcome to Apex Director Willhouse. Now if you would meet up the the mining fleet near Sharring,it's two moons will house your first two research facilities"Mr.Clinton said as he stood up and walked around the desk. He walked up to his new head researcher and extend a hand in witch to shake his partner's hand.

Thomson shook his hand and concluded the business. He was escorted back to the hangar with Tuba awaiting by the sky shuttle back to the Mantle.
"Well, it seems like this Henry Clinton guy just gave you the two moons and glamour-encrusted star." Tuba said while they sat in transit back to the cruiser and its father peeling off the synthetic skin.
"Yes, that is quite strange. Something important must be happening to have the need to make me a director with all these bonuses." Thomson pondered as the last of the skin graph was off his cybernetics with a sense of freedom filled his lungs.
" Well, perhaps it has something to do with a large fleet amassing towards Geth space?"
Thomson raised an eyebrow," and you think this has something to do with Apex?"
"Only one way to find out dad. Besides, Apex isn't known for their charity and this would be something that anyone can profit from. I wouldn't be surprised if Illuim would join in the fun for profit."
" It seems that no one is a saint in this galaxy. Let's go tell Shiv of what has transpired for that we are moving in next month on the new theories. "

[The NAR]

MARS ARCHIVES, SOL SYSTEM

Midday at the Mars Archives was always bustling with life, from the Alliance Soldiers guarding the halls to the Scientists and Researchers doing their daily activities. Looking through Records, examining Artifacts, etc. The day was as normal as any other, calm and peaceful. Doctors Weber and Rolf had made their way to the Mars Archives with a group of scientists, who all believed the two scientists were two highly respected, career men of science. There was not a doubt, at least to be seen, that these two men were actually working for Cerberus. Weber and Rolf, which were both fake names with a full set of fake credentials, had the plan completely worked out.

The men would copy the data from the Archives onto a storage chip, which would be known by the other personnel as a simple process to seperate the data from the main device, decrypt it, and make it easier to read. That same data would be copied again in secret, held only by Agent Rolf. Later tonight, a Cerberus Agent will arrive at the Archives with this week's supplies, from food to medical supplies, to weapons and ammo. Doctor Weber will be there with the Alliance Soldiers and sign off on the supplies, smuggling the data to the agent. From there, the information will be passed along through the massive informant network of Cerberus until it falls into the hands of their superiors.

Weber and Rolf entered the Archives with the Science Team and immediatley, Rolf made his way to the main terminal and began to copy the data from the Prothean Artifact to the data chip. It took more than an hour for all of the data from the Prothean Database to be transferred onto the data chip, but in the meantime, the scientists managed to decrypt some of the files. Weber and Rolf were both very aware that this data would most likely end up in a vault somewhere, locked away until it was too late. The data on there could save the Galaxy... and more importantly, Humanity.

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7 Hours Later...


Weber and Rolf had secretly made a copy of the data, then tucked it away in Weber's personal quarters. When the Supply Ship docked just outside of the Facility, Weber dressed Military-issue armor, with the data chip tucked away. He was escorted by 8 Alliance Soldiers, who approached the supply ship with trucks. Weber approached the captain of the tiny supply ship, who he was informed would be his contact. The Captain handed a tablet to Weber, and he took it.

Weber signed the document, making sure to hide the chip under a few pieces of paper, and handed it back to the agent, who nodded and quickly slipped the chip into his pocket. "Have a good day" said the man, who turned to see the Soldiers already unloading the supplies. When they were all loaded onto the trucks, Weber made a slight nod to the Captain and returned inside the Facility. Their end of the mission was complete.

[Nuxipal]

The War of Reclamation has been launched by the Quarians against the Geth. Thousands from across the galaxy flock to their cause bringing ships and supplies with them. Allies from various corners of the Galaxy come together to finish what was started at the CItadel. Meanwhile, with attention on the Geth, the Collectors become active again sending several raids across the Terminus Systems kidnapping whole colonies. While their focus is on human colonies, a small Asari colony was also attacked and its population carried off as well.

In Citadel Space, with the Council seemingly absent and each of the member races acting as if they were not united, there is talk among the civilians living on the Citadel that they soon may find themselves caught between a massive war between two or more of the factions within the Citadel Council over control of the citadel. A small movement has begun to create a military for the people of the Citadel. While without leadership currently, the idea is attractive to several of the gangs and petty criminals which haunt the lower wards of the Citadel.

[The NAR]

Cerberus Expenses- Month 12

420 Credits to Start

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Economy
+1 Urban Area on Intai'Sei (-100)
+Level Two Ground Fortifications (-40)
+Level Two Planetary Defense Guns (-100)
180 Credits Remaining

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Military/Upgrades
-1 Dreadnought (-90)-- 12 Month Construction Time

-Multicore Shielding to both Battlecruisers (-60)

-Enhanced Life Support Systems on Destroyer (-1.5)

-Enhanced GARDIAN Systems (-3.75)

-Advanced Armor on both Armored Divisions(-30)

Other
-Project Crucible (32 Month Construction Time)

24.75 Credits Remaining, transferred to Cerberus' Savings Account.

0 Credits Remaining

[Penguindia]

Things are actually looking good for the Turian Hierarchy.

For once, Kaesus decided to finally go with the SA in their decision. Hopefully, this will be the start of an amazing alliance!

It seems the Heliat Armory hasn't done anything...for the moment.

And on top of it all... more destroyers!

30Destroyers

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