Chapter Seventy-Three
"Did you already help Liara acquire the Shadow Broker's information network?" I asked abruptly, as Jane entered the infirmary, while fiddling with my Omni-Tool.
"And good morning to you too Brain-Daddy," Jane drawled out. "And yes, yes I did."
"Does she have the coordinates of the Cerberus' main base?" I asked.
"I don't think she has," Jane commented. "But-"
"Tell her to move her sensitive data elsewhere, Cerberus' going to come knocking eventually and they'll tear her place down," I remarked offhandedly as I kept working on the Omni-Tool.
"All right, but would it bother you to look me in the eyes when you're talking to me?"
"Just a moment," I remarked dryly.
And soon I was done.
"All right," I looked up at her. "What is it?"
"What did you just do?" Jane asked.
"I cleared my browser history. Can't have my daughter see the porn sites I visit."
"Why do I not believe you?" Jane replied with a sigh. "So, that said, what now?"
"This is where it gets sketchy," I replied. "There should be one last mission, but of that I know it's only about an asteroid hitting a mass effect gate, purging an entire solar system, and committing genocide on much of the Batarian race."
Jane blinked. "Oh, I did that. I had to rescue Doctor Kenson from a Batarian outpost, and then we crashed the asteroid into the relay to prevent the Reapers from arriving," she said. "But then she betrayed me, so I had to stop her, and then it was quite the countdown from there to the end."
"Oh," I blinked. "Well...then all I've got is that the Systems' Alliance is going to keep you shackled in jail for a few months or years or until the Reapers actually invade, and when they do, well, Earth's going to get hit hard, and you'll have to leave it in a hurry on the Normandy."
"So it's time to go to Earth and face the music," Jane sighed.
"Well, for you maybe," I remarked dryly. "I'm not coming."
Jane narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean you're not coming?"
"I mean it, Jane. Think about it. When they'll take the ship, what do you think they'll do to me, or to Yui? Yui's an artificial intelligence, I don't have any papers, any identification, and while I'm sure Yui can forge some documents, it's better not to risk it. No, I'm getting off on the Citadel or at the nearest spaceport."
"You'd be an invaluable help in the fight against the Reapers, you know that?"
"I'd be shoved aside abruptly and shot dead in a back alley," I replied calmly. "No proof, Jane. Of course you know who I am now, and what I know is real, but..." I waved a hand in dismissal. "It's not like the others do. Bringing me up will just make you look like a madwoman."
"And what do you intend to do once you reach the Citadel?" Jane asked dryly.
"I intend on doing a little something called preemptive warfare. The Citadel's the final solution against the Reapers. Once you acquire the weapon, the Catalyst, it connects with the Citadel and forms a galaxy-wide electromagnetic type of weapon that can stop the reapers. But the options are, right now, locked. There's Control, where you sacrifice your life to acquire control of the Reapers. There's Synthesis, where you use space-magic of sort to integrate humans and synthetic life forms, and then there Destruction, where you destroy all of Synthetics, Geth included."
I exhaled. "As Yui proved, it can be reprogrammed to only harm Collectors and Reapers programs, sparing the Geth."
"You're going into the Citadel to reprogram it," Jane said. "With an artificial intelligence. How are you even going to get inside without documents?"
"I'll ask for refugee status as a colonist from Freedom's Progress, come up with a convenient lie, they'll drink it up."
"Well...when the Reapers come, I'm recruiting you again," Jane said calmly. "So you better not get too comfortable."
"Don't worry, when the Reapers come, I'll be there," I remarked. "Can't let my daughter have all the fun now, can I?"
"You think you're funny, but you really aren't," Jane drawled.
We lapsed into silence after that.
My Omni-Tool beeped suddenly.
And I grinned. "Have I ever told you how much I love the Geth?"
"Yes, yes, you have a synth-boner, all right," Jane grumbled. "Well, what are you planning?"
"While you go and face the music, I'm getting myself a taxi across the galaxy."
"A Geth taxi? They'll shoot you down," Jane remarked dryly. "Geth aren't liked anywhere, you know?"
"Oh, I know, I know. That's why..."
"Commander, we're receiving a transmission from the Illusive Man," Joker's voice cut through. "He wishes to talk with you."
"Yui," I said in the Omni-Tool. "Track the call."
I stood up with a whistle, and a light wince from the bullet wound in my side. "Do you mind if I come too?" I asked Jane with a light grin.
"If you're thinking of doing what I'm thinking you want to do," Jane began calmly, her voice growing threateningly. "I'm coming along," Jane said. "I can always face the tribunal later on."
I shrugged. "If you say so."
"And you can't trace quantum communications," Jane continued as I followed her. "It is impossible."
"Not with that attitude, of course, but you see...Yui and I act on more than one separate layer of reality. So trust me, when I say that Yui can track it down, it means that she can."
We stepped through the ship, and reached the holographic display of Jack Harper, who was apparently seated already at his 'chair'.
"Commander Shepard, I asked to speak with you alone."
"Well now Jack," I drawled. "I thought you'd like to meet me in person. And you didn't follow my counsel, did you?"
Jack took a long draw of his cigar.
"I don't have time to waste. Shepard, I hope you are happy with the knowledge you destroyed a valuable cache of technology and weapons we could have used against the Reapers."
I received a beep-beep from the Omni-Tool.
Quietly, I checked the message.
-'Yui-Tan-Is-Best'= Found the other Quantum Bit, I've got his coordinates.
"We don't need that base to fight the Reapers," Jane said firmly.
"Maybe I made a mistake," Jack remarked dryly. "But nevertheless, the Collectors' threat on humanity is over."
His eyes turned towards me. "I hope another threat will not show itself before the Reapers arrive."
"Don't worry Jack," I said. "If I'll ever become a threat, you can rest assured of one thing," I took a deep breath and narrowed my eyes. "That you won't see me coming for you. Last warning, Jack. Renounce all Reaper tech and implants, and you can still be saved. Persist, and you'll become their puppet. Indoctrination's a scary thing, and you don't even know how deep you are in it already."
Jack smirked. "So we should fight the Reapers with stick and stones?"
"No, you should fight them with humanity, not with Reaper Implants," I replied calmly. "You're just following their game this way. By playing alongside their technology, you're no better than Icarus aiming for the sun. You'll crash, Jack. You'll crash and burn and no one will come to save you when you do. And when you'll realize it, standing on the shattered remains of Cerberus, when you'll realize how deep you've been played, how badly you fucked up, you will aim your gun at your head and pull the trigger, begging for forgiveness as you watch Earth burn," I hissed. "I know that, Jack. And mine are not empty threat or beautifully stringed words. Ignore me if you prefer...but I refuse to let humanity pay the price of your ignorance."
Jack remained silent, and then closed off the communication.
"Do you think he'll change his mind?" Jane asked.
"I don't think he will, but it hardly matters," I remarked. "I've got his station's location. I forewarned the Geth, and they'll help. After I take care of the Citadel's problem, they'll come fetch me and we'll get to the bottom of this. And tell Liara that if she ever needs a secret place of operation, she can come to the Collectors' base. Megan has more than enough space for her."
"Megan?" Jane asked.
"The Geth that once was in my Omni-Tool. I named her Megan and gave her control of the station."
"So you're that type of guy who gives a name to his comfort androids?"
I glared at her. "You understand she's a living being, right?"
Jane shrugged. "Fine, fine, no need to get all defensive. So my destiny is in the brig, then a dashing escape from Earth, and yours is among the stars. Can't we swap?"
"Sorry," I said. "If it can make you feel better. I'll spend most of the time walking around and generally having boring days."
Jane began to walk through the corridors, headed off towards the galactic map.
"I'm sure. You'll be taking Yui with you?"
"Course I will," I replied. "I don't know when the next dimensional shift is going to come, but at least I know that we'll go together."
"Well," Jane sighed. "What if you can't reprogram the Citadel or something like that?"
I scratched the back of my head. "Eventually I'll manage. Hey, if I happen to appear in your cell, you can always claim I'm a visitor."
"Sure," Jane drawled.
I stepped away from her, and headed towards the infirmary.
"Out of curiosity, Edi, where's Yui?"
"She and Legion are in the AI core," Edi beeped. "They are having a talk."
"Oh," I blinked as I stepped inside too.
Well, it was quite the 'silent' talk since they were apparently connected with a cable.
Yui saw me enter and blushed quite vividly, but I just raised an eyebrow.
There was a moment of awkward silence, before I inclined my head to the side. "This isn't what it looks like, I suspect. Or if it is, it's the tamest thing I've ever seen. Are you playing pokémon and exchanging them?"
Soon, Yui stopped and pulled the cable free, just as Legion rebooted.
"We checked each other's Artificial Intelligence systems and programming," Yui said calmly, coughing slightly. "Legion was curious."
"Indeed," Legion beeped. "The complexity of Big Sister Yui's code is astonishing. I barely managed to extrapolate the most basic of functions for the Geth Consensus to utilize, and yet there is so much more we could learn from her."
"Big Sister?" I asked.
"Well," Yui said, and fidgeted slightly. "I am more technologically advanced in both hardware and software than them, and I didn't want to be referred as 'The Advanced One', so...big sister was better, wasn't it?"
I chuckled.
"That's not something to laugh at," Yui bristled, fists clenched.
"It's adorable, actually," I said. "Well," I remarked. "We're getting off on the Citadel, unless we dimension-shift earlier."
"Oh," Yui blinked. "The Citadel has laws against the AI doesn't it?"
"You look like a girl enough, and Geth do not intentionally infiltrate."
Legion flapped its flaps in a puzzled expression. "I do not understand."
"You'll see, that is, if you ever enter the Citadel. As it is, Yui, you ready for a bit of reprogramming?"
Yui frowned, "I'm downloading the Extranet currently. By the time I'll be done I'd probably be able to take on anything."
I emitted a very low but quite appreciative whistle. "Just how much space do you have inside of you?"
"I write the data acquired on the electromagnetic currents of the black holes themselves," Yui replied calmly. "It's...ludicrous how much power I have. It's...daunting."
"From great powers, come great responsibilities," I said with a knowing nod. "Use your Battle-Loli powers for the greater good, and never for personal gain, for there lies the Dark Side of the Force."
"When you're done mashing up quotes from various movies, what's our plan?" Yui asked, arms crossed and an adorable pout on her face.
"First we reprogram the Catalyst from within the Citadel. It should be hardware locked, but you can probably create an emulation of the actual hardware or at least fake it enough...unless it's mechanical, but I doubt it. Once that is done, we reach the final stage of the Citadel's power and reprogram the Catalyst to allow for a more variegated plethora of options. In that way, we save the Galaxy, the Geth, and deal a blow to the Reapers."
"And what if it's in a separate network?" Yui asked.
"Then we hard-link to it. Or, worst case scenario, I have you spit plasma until we reach the core of the Citadel."
Yui frowned. "That's our plan?"
"Well...in a nutshell, yes."
"It's never going to work," Yui said firmly.
"Oh, I think it will. We have the superior firepower."
"Superior firepower doesn't mean much," Yui said. "This...Catalyst could be on a separate network, or outright unreachable, there could be mechanical blocks, circuitry could be of a completely different format."
"Yes, and I have an Omni-Tool that can fabricate anything, and you are capable of probably infinite calculations per second. I'm an IT Engineer, and you're an AI. Trust me. We'll get to the bottom of this even if we have to solder the entire Citadel and build from scratch a data-jack large enough to fit inside whatever hole the Catalyst has."
Yui blushed again.
"Pervert."
"Why do I have the feeling you said that in that tone just to rile me up further?" I asked.
Then I shrugged. "I thought you'd like it. We're getting a vacation after all. Not like assaulting the-"
It was mid-sentence.
Mid-sentence.
"Illusive Man's base." I finished.
Yui blinked and looked around.
We were on the back of the Eva-2.
We were on the back of the Eva-2 being held above a bubbling volcano.
We were on the back of the Eva-2 being held above a bubbling volcano, about to be plunged inside, and as I came to the realization that indeed, this was a shitty place to be in, all that I managed to say was, once more, the core definition of my emotional status.
"FUCK. YOU."
Yui had a more pragmatical approach.
She clutched on to one of the helicopter's chains that held the Eva up, and I mimicked her, cursing loudly.
When the Eva fell, the chains would snap and hopefully, we'd fly away with the helicopter...
But until then, I began to climb my way upwards.
I hated climbing.
I could do it, barely, because climbing on rope was something funny to do at the local park when I was young, but I did not like it.
At all.
"Hate you." I snarled. "Hate. You!"
HATRED SHALL FEED ME.
"You're a fucking bastard, that's what you are," I hissed. "A fucking, childish, bastard."
... . ... . ... . What's this? ... . ... . ... .
... . ... . ... . Why are you doing this? ... . ... . ... .
... . ... . ... . This is wrong, stop! ... . ... . ... .
... . ... . ... . The Corruption is claiming you! You'll fall if you keep this up! ... . ... . ... .
... . ... . ... . Villains never win, please, listen to me! ... . ... . ... .
... . ... . ... . Why won't you listen? ... . ... . ... .
... . ... . ... . I don't want to be alone, please, listen to me! ... . ... . ... .