Homo Proximus: The next step of Man (Avatar/Ixion/Per Aspera/ Mass Effect crossover)
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Mass Replay... XD
So far enjoying the story, but the kinda racist attitude towards the Na'vi is starting to be a bit bothersome. Too much repetition.
Small nitpick
Is this a military patrol or a fuel for cars petrol fleet
Mgunh1
Not an AI, honest!
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- Northern Luna Base, Module 5, Sublevel 15
I think its funnier if it isn't corrected; its not even a combat fleet, but a supply fleet that's shredding the Batarians
Fixed and fixed. I don't know what's up with my auto-correct but it keeps changing the spellings of a few words here and there. Previously it autocorrected Charon to Chiron and now this.
As for the racism issue. The Homo Proximus is an extremely long lives species with the higher-ups in the power being the first generation who lost their homo sapiens parents to radiation poisoning, various biological weapons, famine, and many other such things caused by WW4. A war for which the Na'vi and the humans on Na'vi were directly responsible by denying Earth any chance to get the resources necessary to save itself.
Now granted, the humans were also at fault for what happened, in fact, I think both sides made stupid decisions in both the Avatar movies, but it is in the nature of humans to ignore their own faults and cling to grudges, even if they are an evolved version of humans.
That is what's happening here as well.
Chapter 6
As the drop pods landed with a thundering explosion on the Batarian base, the pirate group panicked and immediately open fire with their mass accelerator rifles and hydra launchers on the drop pods even before they opened.
Unfortunately, the projectiles that were the size of a grain of sand from the rifles and the low-yield explosive rockets from the hydra were completely useless against the 60 cm thick Titanium-tungsten high entropy alloy that could withstand a nuclear weapon.
As the Batarians continued to fire uselessly, they completely missed the arrival of thousands of Combat drones equipped with close-range laser weapons that took out the resistance around the drop pods, allowing them to safely open.
The drop pods slowly opened to reveal the massive 10 feet high, armored forms of the Homo Proximus holding portable railguns and the 13 feet unmanned AMP suits that their AI companions used carrying coil guns and shoulder-mounted missile launchers.
The marines looked around at the dead bodies that were already being carried into an outdated Valkyrie drop ship that had arrived with them by the drones to be studied by Cerberus to find any weaknesses in their physiology.
Unfortunately, the UEG could not deploy its latest generation of dropships, the Einherjar, with the fleet since Pandora's dense atmosphere and its lower gravity would cause their fusion engines to produce too much thrust and cause extreme difficulty in its maneuverability on Pandora.
The marines did not get much time to look at their surroundings as over the other side of the base, Batarian aircrafts and their heavy artillery were detected converging on their position along with a considerable infantry.
"Well, Major. Shall we get to work?"
"Corporal Jenkins, don't make jokes while we are in the middle of a fight"
"A fight Major Williams? This is more like a massacre"
Major Ashley Williams grunted but did not reply since she knew well that the Batarian forces of this world did not pose much of a threat to her marines.
She simply sent the drones a telepathic command to attack and leisurely walked into the base as her marines followed her. Relaxed yet ready to act.
"Insertion team, with me. Rest of you, form a perimeter and don't let anything through"
"Yes mam"
The marines formed a perimeter around the central pre-fabricated building of the Batarian camp as the insertion team led by Major Williams headed in.
"Insertion team to UEG Ares"
"This is UEG Ares, go ahead Major"
"We are at the Batarian base. Multiple air vehicles and heavy artillery were detected along with a higher number of infantry than predicted. Threat level is estimated to be minimal to moderate. Proceeding with Operation:Black star"
"Copy that Insertion team. Proceed with caution. The objective is of unknown design and might pose a significant threat, keep at least twenty drones with you all the time to act as shields in case of an unexpected situation"
"Affirmative. Insertion team out"
The team slowly walked into the Batarian pre-fabricated facility using their scanners to make their way deeper. Soon, they arrived at an entrance to what appeared to be some kind of a natural tunnel that was lit up with electrical lighting.
The Insertion team walked for a few minutes and they soon arrived at a massive opening in the cave. At the center of the cave was a strange metallic sphere that their scanners were unable to make any sense of.
Ashley ordered two of the drones to approach the device and use gravity repulsors to take it back with them as the insertion team rushed back to the surface.
"Insertion team to UEG Ares. We have the target secured, awaiting extraction"
"Good work. ETA to extraction 3 minutes"
But just as Ashley received confirmation for the extraction, the northern side of the base surged with activity as the rushing Infantry of the Batarians got into enough range to be seen through naked eyes.
But for all of their pomp, they fell like flies when the thousands of combat drones fell upon them like a swarm of angry bees. Within seconds, the last of the infantry was dead, leaving behind the aircraft that now took to even higher altitudes in the hope to escape the drones while the heavy artillery started to back up while taking potshots at her marines.
While their 155 mm Mass accelerated cannons dealt some damage to her marines and the AMP suits, it was relatively low compared to what the combat drones were doing to them.
She commanded the drones to take precision shots with their lasers to kill the Batarians inside but leave the vehicles intact for the sake of studying them.
Within minutes, the drones took out the Batarians inside the artillery using their inbuilt life sensors. While this was happening, the AMP suits deployed their Ion thrusters and took to the skies, chasing the enemy aircrafts and taking them out with their missile launchers.
Within minutes, the entire base was cleared just in time for another Valkyrie transport to arrive as the drones deposited the alien artifact inside for extraction. The only survivor was the leader of this particular band of Batarians that the drones had identified during their assault and imprisoned with gravity repulsors and transported into the Valkyrie with two of the Marines to act as escorts for the prisoner.
"Ground team! We are detecting a massive swarm of native fauna headed your way. Based on their movement, we have concluded that it is a herd of Direhorses and a few Banshees. ETA to contact is 5 minutes"
"Valkyrie 02 lift off immediately, we will have a swarm of drones cover your retreat!"
"Affirmative Major. Preparing for take-off"
The Valkyrie ship immediately started to hover in the air as a swarm of drones formed a literal layer of armor around it. Within seconds, the ship took off into the atmosphere along with the drones to safely transport the artifact to UEG Ares.
Once the ship was gone, the Marines organized themselves into a formation as the swarm of drones formed a protective wall, followed by the AMP suits providing cover for the marines to hide behind.
"Oh boy, here comes the hard part"
"Can it, Jenkins. This is why we were officially here anyways"
"…I still can't believe we are helping them, the higher-ups were close to literally spitting fire in rage when we left Sol"
"….Not exactly"
At the telepathing transmission of his confusion, Ashley sighed and elaborated.
"While the official reason for an entire fleet of military ships to arrive in this system was given as a helping hand for the natives, the real reason was for that artifact that we just found and the chance to gain additional information on the Batarians, and by extension, the Citidal council"
"….Then, we are really not here to help?"
"Oh we will help, if they agree to certain conditions"
"And what are the conditions?"
"That is up to high command"
Jenkins transmitted his incredulousness at her words.
"Since when did you start keeping secrets from me, Ash?"
"Call me Major when we are on the job, and no, I am not keeping a secret. It is literally up to my the council to decide the terms for the natives"
"But why though?"
"Partly because the high command is not even sure what to ask from the natives in exchange for our help. From what the scans have shown, the western part of the world, where large quantities of Unobtanium are located, has been scorched with nukes by the Batarians, making it so that we don't even need to ask the natives for permission to mine it if we wanted to, which we don't by the way. The Northern and eastern parts where our records state to be the densest populations of Tulkuns are located are also similarly dead, making it impossible for us to get a sample of Amrita to synthesize an artificial version. As for any resource that the Na'vi or the old humans can provide, they are of no use to us"
"Then why not just help them and call it day? It's not like it will be that much of a task for us"
"And have more than half of the UEG civilians, soldiers, government workers, and companies protest the actions of the UEG in assisting 'The enemies of Humanity' for no reason at all?"
"….Damn. I didn't know the situation was that bad for the natives"
"Hah, serves them right for what they did"
At the words of one of the oldest marines in the group, the younger marines started to radiate more uncomfortable emotions as more of the older generation nodded in affirmation with the one who spoke and Ashley sighed.
While the peace the UEG brought with its creation did wonders for humanity, it also caused a slight rift between the first generation of Homo Proximus and the rest of the generations.
The younger generations understood the reason for the first generation's anger for anything related to Pandora, but that did not mean they condoned the frankly extreme action proposed by the older members of their society. This problem became even worse when considering that most of the high command of UEG was made up of the first generation, causing friction between the lower spectrum of UEG and the higher-ups.
Thankfully, the existence of Telepathy allowed for any such friction to be resolved peacefully most of the time.
Ashley stopped thinking about the awkward situation between the older generation and the younger generation when she heard the shouts that her suit's computer identified as Na'vi calls for attack followed by the eastern gate of the base being blown off by some kind of a rocket launcher followed by a cavalry charge of the Direhorse mounted Na'vi.
But the Na'vi came to a screeching halt when they realized that there were no Invaders in sight, only the slightly familiar looking AMP suits and unknown machines that were definitely of Sky people's make.
The two Banshee riders in the sky faced the same dilemma as instead of multiple Invader aircraft doggedly attacking them, they found the skied to be largely clear except for the swarms of flying machines that were the size of an average Sky people in their camp.
Ashley started walking forward to greet the natives and inform them about the situation but was cut off when, suddenly, she was surrounded in a protective formation by the older members of the marine corps who had their railguns pointed toward the suddenly nervous Na'vi. Well, one Na'vi in particular.
"Captain Conners! What are you doing??"
"With all due respect, Major, we are making sure that the enemy does not initiate a sneak attack on you"
"Enemy? What enemy?"
"Him!"
At the Captain's shout, Ashley looked towards the direction where he was pointing to find a strangely familiar face that was looking at them with apprehension while the surrounding Na'vi were slowly drawing their bows.
It took her a moment to realize that it was none other than the most infamous traitor in recent human history, Jake Sully.
No wonder the older generation covered her from all sides. For the first generation, he was nothing short of evil incarnate that directly caused WW4.
She really had her work cut out if she had to juggle between managing her overtly hostile marines and the skittish and dangerous natives to reach a relatively peaceful conclusion for this disaster of an expedition.
Somehow, she knew her grandfather was responsible for putting her in this situation to make her gain more 'experience' in becoming a military leader.
Unfortunately, the projectiles that were the size of a grain of sand from the rifles and the low-yield explosive rockets from the hydra were completely useless against the 60 cm thick Titanium-tungsten high entropy alloy that could withstand a nuclear weapon.
As the Batarians continued to fire uselessly, they completely missed the arrival of thousands of Combat drones equipped with close-range laser weapons that took out the resistance around the drop pods, allowing them to safely open.
The drop pods slowly opened to reveal the massive 10 feet high, armored forms of the Homo Proximus holding portable railguns and the 13 feet unmanned AMP suits that their AI companions used carrying coil guns and shoulder-mounted missile launchers.
The marines looked around at the dead bodies that were already being carried into an outdated Valkyrie drop ship that had arrived with them by the drones to be studied by Cerberus to find any weaknesses in their physiology.
Unfortunately, the UEG could not deploy its latest generation of dropships, the Einherjar, with the fleet since Pandora's dense atmosphere and its lower gravity would cause their fusion engines to produce too much thrust and cause extreme difficulty in its maneuverability on Pandora.
The marines did not get much time to look at their surroundings as over the other side of the base, Batarian aircrafts and their heavy artillery were detected converging on their position along with a considerable infantry.
"Well, Major. Shall we get to work?"
"Corporal Jenkins, don't make jokes while we are in the middle of a fight"
"A fight Major Williams? This is more like a massacre"
Major Ashley Williams grunted but did not reply since she knew well that the Batarian forces of this world did not pose much of a threat to her marines.
She simply sent the drones a telepathic command to attack and leisurely walked into the base as her marines followed her. Relaxed yet ready to act.
"Insertion team, with me. Rest of you, form a perimeter and don't let anything through"
"Yes mam"
The marines formed a perimeter around the central pre-fabricated building of the Batarian camp as the insertion team led by Major Williams headed in.
"Insertion team to UEG Ares"
"This is UEG Ares, go ahead Major"
"We are at the Batarian base. Multiple air vehicles and heavy artillery were detected along with a higher number of infantry than predicted. Threat level is estimated to be minimal to moderate. Proceeding with Operation:Black star"
"Copy that Insertion team. Proceed with caution. The objective is of unknown design and might pose a significant threat, keep at least twenty drones with you all the time to act as shields in case of an unexpected situation"
"Affirmative. Insertion team out"
The team slowly walked into the Batarian pre-fabricated facility using their scanners to make their way deeper. Soon, they arrived at an entrance to what appeared to be some kind of a natural tunnel that was lit up with electrical lighting.
The Insertion team walked for a few minutes and they soon arrived at a massive opening in the cave. At the center of the cave was a strange metallic sphere that their scanners were unable to make any sense of.
Ashley ordered two of the drones to approach the device and use gravity repulsors to take it back with them as the insertion team rushed back to the surface.
"Insertion team to UEG Ares. We have the target secured, awaiting extraction"
"Good work. ETA to extraction 3 minutes"
But just as Ashley received confirmation for the extraction, the northern side of the base surged with activity as the rushing Infantry of the Batarians got into enough range to be seen through naked eyes.
But for all of their pomp, they fell like flies when the thousands of combat drones fell upon them like a swarm of angry bees. Within seconds, the last of the infantry was dead, leaving behind the aircraft that now took to even higher altitudes in the hope to escape the drones while the heavy artillery started to back up while taking potshots at her marines.
While their 155 mm Mass accelerated cannons dealt some damage to her marines and the AMP suits, it was relatively low compared to what the combat drones were doing to them.
She commanded the drones to take precision shots with their lasers to kill the Batarians inside but leave the vehicles intact for the sake of studying them.
Within minutes, the drones took out the Batarians inside the artillery using their inbuilt life sensors. While this was happening, the AMP suits deployed their Ion thrusters and took to the skies, chasing the enemy aircrafts and taking them out with their missile launchers.
Within minutes, the entire base was cleared just in time for another Valkyrie transport to arrive as the drones deposited the alien artifact inside for extraction. The only survivor was the leader of this particular band of Batarians that the drones had identified during their assault and imprisoned with gravity repulsors and transported into the Valkyrie with two of the Marines to act as escorts for the prisoner.
"Ground team! We are detecting a massive swarm of native fauna headed your way. Based on their movement, we have concluded that it is a herd of Direhorses and a few Banshees. ETA to contact is 5 minutes"
"Valkyrie 02 lift off immediately, we will have a swarm of drones cover your retreat!"
"Affirmative Major. Preparing for take-off"
The Valkyrie ship immediately started to hover in the air as a swarm of drones formed a literal layer of armor around it. Within seconds, the ship took off into the atmosphere along with the drones to safely transport the artifact to UEG Ares.
Once the ship was gone, the Marines organized themselves into a formation as the swarm of drones formed a protective wall, followed by the AMP suits providing cover for the marines to hide behind.
"Oh boy, here comes the hard part"
"Can it, Jenkins. This is why we were officially here anyways"
"…I still can't believe we are helping them, the higher-ups were close to literally spitting fire in rage when we left Sol"
"….Not exactly"
At the telepathing transmission of his confusion, Ashley sighed and elaborated.
"While the official reason for an entire fleet of military ships to arrive in this system was given as a helping hand for the natives, the real reason was for that artifact that we just found and the chance to gain additional information on the Batarians, and by extension, the Citidal council"
"….Then, we are really not here to help?"
"Oh we will help, if they agree to certain conditions"
"And what are the conditions?"
"That is up to high command"
Jenkins transmitted his incredulousness at her words.
"Since when did you start keeping secrets from me, Ash?"
"Call me Major when we are on the job, and no, I am not keeping a secret. It is literally up to my the council to decide the terms for the natives"
"But why though?"
"Partly because the high command is not even sure what to ask from the natives in exchange for our help. From what the scans have shown, the western part of the world, where large quantities of Unobtanium are located, has been scorched with nukes by the Batarians, making it so that we don't even need to ask the natives for permission to mine it if we wanted to, which we don't by the way. The Northern and eastern parts where our records state to be the densest populations of Tulkuns are located are also similarly dead, making it impossible for us to get a sample of Amrita to synthesize an artificial version. As for any resource that the Na'vi or the old humans can provide, they are of no use to us"
"Then why not just help them and call it day? It's not like it will be that much of a task for us"
"And have more than half of the UEG civilians, soldiers, government workers, and companies protest the actions of the UEG in assisting 'The enemies of Humanity' for no reason at all?"
"….Damn. I didn't know the situation was that bad for the natives"
"Hah, serves them right for what they did"
At the words of one of the oldest marines in the group, the younger marines started to radiate more uncomfortable emotions as more of the older generation nodded in affirmation with the one who spoke and Ashley sighed.
While the peace the UEG brought with its creation did wonders for humanity, it also caused a slight rift between the first generation of Homo Proximus and the rest of the generations.
The younger generations understood the reason for the first generation's anger for anything related to Pandora, but that did not mean they condoned the frankly extreme action proposed by the older members of their society. This problem became even worse when considering that most of the high command of UEG was made up of the first generation, causing friction between the lower spectrum of UEG and the higher-ups.
Thankfully, the existence of Telepathy allowed for any such friction to be resolved peacefully most of the time.
Ashley stopped thinking about the awkward situation between the older generation and the younger generation when she heard the shouts that her suit's computer identified as Na'vi calls for attack followed by the eastern gate of the base being blown off by some kind of a rocket launcher followed by a cavalry charge of the Direhorse mounted Na'vi.
But the Na'vi came to a screeching halt when they realized that there were no Invaders in sight, only the slightly familiar looking AMP suits and unknown machines that were definitely of Sky people's make.
The two Banshee riders in the sky faced the same dilemma as instead of multiple Invader aircraft doggedly attacking them, they found the skied to be largely clear except for the swarms of flying machines that were the size of an average Sky people in their camp.
Ashley started walking forward to greet the natives and inform them about the situation but was cut off when, suddenly, she was surrounded in a protective formation by the older members of the marine corps who had their railguns pointed toward the suddenly nervous Na'vi. Well, one Na'vi in particular.
"Captain Conners! What are you doing??"
"With all due respect, Major, we are making sure that the enemy does not initiate a sneak attack on you"
"Enemy? What enemy?"
"Him!"
At the Captain's shout, Ashley looked towards the direction where he was pointing to find a strangely familiar face that was looking at them with apprehension while the surrounding Na'vi were slowly drawing their bows.
It took her a moment to realize that it was none other than the most infamous traitor in recent human history, Jake Sully.
No wonder the older generation covered her from all sides. For the first generation, he was nothing short of evil incarnate that directly caused WW4.
She really had her work cut out if she had to juggle between managing her overtly hostile marines and the skittish and dangerous natives to reach a relatively peaceful conclusion for this disaster of an expedition.
Somehow, she knew her grandfather was responsible for putting her in this situation to make her gain more 'experience' in becoming a military leader.
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- Czech Republic
Oh my, is that one of those reaper artifacts (like from Shanxi)? Here's hoping that this version of Cerberus won't end up indoctrinated too.
Makes me wonder, why is humanity so hostile towards batarians? So far, they didn't do anything to them. Yes, there was that scare with Charon exploding, which was a good reason to kill that particular ship, but why attack them further?
I would have expected at least an attempt at diplomacy. We all know that it wouldn't work, of course. Batarians must batarian. But that is something the humans shouldn't know yet.
Makes me wonder, why is humanity so hostile towards batarians? So far, they didn't do anything to them. Yes, there was that scare with Charon exploding, which was a good reason to kill that particular ship, but why attack them further?
I would have expected at least an attempt at diplomacy. We all know that it wouldn't work, of course. Batarians must batarian. But that is something the humans shouldn't know yet.
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Well, after they got their hands on the universal codex that all ships originating from Citadel space have, they have a good understanding of the batarian culture, hence their action.
Chapter 7
Arh'ton Ba'or, the leader of one of the biggest pirate groups of Omega, watched as his men ran around the ship, sorting the new supply of slaves from the so-called 'Na'vi' and the 'Humans' into their cages to allow for easier transport to Omega.
It was a shame that he had to leave behind two of the three Prothean beacons on that planet, but his life was more important to him than whatever he could gain from selling those on the black market.
It was supposed to be an easy job. Fly through a dormant Relay, locate an Exomoon orbiting a gas giant according to the navigational information provided to him by his client, locate the Prothean beacon, and get it back to his client.
Except, instead of a single beacon, his crew found three, and one of the beacons was already discovered by the natives by the time he arrived. That was not the only thing.
The beacons on this world were completely different from everything else that was ever found. For once, these beacons did not appear as large pillars of metal and lights, but rather, as metallic spheres. At first, Arh'ton doubted that they were Prothean beacons, but a thorough scan from his ship revealed that they were of Prothean make. This was exactly the reason why the Natives were able to so easily move the Beacon along with their main force wherever they went.
So Arh'ton did what any Batarian would do in his situation and bombed the location of the primitive tribe that was holding the beacon in their lands to find it.
That was when he saw the first glimpses of the Natives and got tempted by his greed.
Their blue skin, lithe forms, strange and exotic beauty, and their warrior instincts would make them the perfect slaves for the markets. They might even outshine the Asari as the most premium slaves to trade in Omega. Not to mention the value that Humans would have for many a Salarian scientist.
So he ordered his men to start their attacks just like they usually do on frontier worlds of the Citadel space.
Then, he came across the other intelligent species on the planet.
These beings looked shockingly similar to the Asari. The only difference was the skin color, their two genders, the absence of a crest, and the presence of strange fur on their heads.
This planet was turning out to be a treasure trove for him. But his efforts were suddenly being resisted by the strangely coordinated attacks of the native flora and fauna.
He may be a pirate but he is not stupid, so he had his men investigate what was happening. Fortunately, there were a few former STG agents and scientists in his group which made it easier for him to locate the source of his problem.
It was something that he had never seen or even heard of. A worldwide network of plant life that ended up gaining limited sentience. This intelligence seemed to be connected to the natives in some way and was protecting them in what little way it could.
It would have been amazing if not for the fact that this intelligence has no concept of military tactics, making it laughable and easy to destroy the fauna with their large-scale weapons.
Since they were a pirate group, they did not need to adhere to Council laws, so they directly used nuclear devices to destroy all the sites that seemed to be connected to this entity.
For months, Arh'ton and his crew enslaved thousands of the Na'vi and other species of creatures in the world to be sold as exotic pets.
But no matter what he did, the main forces of the natives and the Prothean beacon they held continued to elude his capture teams. He even lost more than ten drop ships on that world.
Just as he was preparing to bomb what little remained of the life on the planet with nuclear weapons, something strange happened.
The gravitation sensors on his Dreadnought went haywire as the power readings in the local star system went through the roof, indicating that something big had arrived in the star system.
With experience gained from being a pirate for more than three decades, he immediately had his fleet consisting of his Dreadnought, five cruisers, and ten Frigates leave through the Mass Relay leading back to the formerly dormant relays of the local cluster and back to the Kite's Nest, home of the Batarian race.
But he did not fail to leave behind a communication device in the system so that he could hear his men on the surface of the exomoon.
His quick decision turned out to be the right one as soon after he left, he lost the life signs of all his men and the signals from his dropships and the commander of the ground forces.
Thankfully, he still managed to get his hands on a Prothean beacon. He just had to be careful not to mention the existence of two other beacons on that moon since his client probably had no idea about them.
"Captain, we are ready"
Arh'ton nodded at his Turian second in command.
"Good, let's get out of this accursed place. We cannot allow whatever took out our ground team to find us"
"….Why are we even running away in the first place? Especially from a bunch of primitives?"
"..First off, we are running because I am not so stupid as to attack an enemy without knowing their weakness first. Second, what makes you think they are primitives?"
"Isn't it obvious? Our scanners did not detect any kind of eezo in the star system even after the anomaly appeared, this means that it is just a bunch of primitives that have no idea about mass effect physics"
Arh'ton looked at the Turian with a strange mix of dumbfounded and pitying looks. He started to wonder how such an idiot even managed to live as long as he did in Omega of all places.
"Let's just get out of here"
His crew complied as they activated the Mass Relay and headed out to Caleston Rift and then head to Omega.
He hoped that his client, an Asari by the name of Benezia, would pay him extra. He needed the extra credits to hire a new Ground crew.
It was a shame that he had to leave behind two of the three Prothean beacons on that planet, but his life was more important to him than whatever he could gain from selling those on the black market.
It was supposed to be an easy job. Fly through a dormant Relay, locate an Exomoon orbiting a gas giant according to the navigational information provided to him by his client, locate the Prothean beacon, and get it back to his client.
Except, instead of a single beacon, his crew found three, and one of the beacons was already discovered by the natives by the time he arrived. That was not the only thing.
The beacons on this world were completely different from everything else that was ever found. For once, these beacons did not appear as large pillars of metal and lights, but rather, as metallic spheres. At first, Arh'ton doubted that they were Prothean beacons, but a thorough scan from his ship revealed that they were of Prothean make. This was exactly the reason why the Natives were able to so easily move the Beacon along with their main force wherever they went.
So Arh'ton did what any Batarian would do in his situation and bombed the location of the primitive tribe that was holding the beacon in their lands to find it.
That was when he saw the first glimpses of the Natives and got tempted by his greed.
Their blue skin, lithe forms, strange and exotic beauty, and their warrior instincts would make them the perfect slaves for the markets. They might even outshine the Asari as the most premium slaves to trade in Omega. Not to mention the value that Humans would have for many a Salarian scientist.
So he ordered his men to start their attacks just like they usually do on frontier worlds of the Citadel space.
Then, he came across the other intelligent species on the planet.
These beings looked shockingly similar to the Asari. The only difference was the skin color, their two genders, the absence of a crest, and the presence of strange fur on their heads.
This planet was turning out to be a treasure trove for him. But his efforts were suddenly being resisted by the strangely coordinated attacks of the native flora and fauna.
He may be a pirate but he is not stupid, so he had his men investigate what was happening. Fortunately, there were a few former STG agents and scientists in his group which made it easier for him to locate the source of his problem.
It was something that he had never seen or even heard of. A worldwide network of plant life that ended up gaining limited sentience. This intelligence seemed to be connected to the natives in some way and was protecting them in what little way it could.
It would have been amazing if not for the fact that this intelligence has no concept of military tactics, making it laughable and easy to destroy the fauna with their large-scale weapons.
Since they were a pirate group, they did not need to adhere to Council laws, so they directly used nuclear devices to destroy all the sites that seemed to be connected to this entity.
For months, Arh'ton and his crew enslaved thousands of the Na'vi and other species of creatures in the world to be sold as exotic pets.
But no matter what he did, the main forces of the natives and the Prothean beacon they held continued to elude his capture teams. He even lost more than ten drop ships on that world.
Just as he was preparing to bomb what little remained of the life on the planet with nuclear weapons, something strange happened.
The gravitation sensors on his Dreadnought went haywire as the power readings in the local star system went through the roof, indicating that something big had arrived in the star system.
With experience gained from being a pirate for more than three decades, he immediately had his fleet consisting of his Dreadnought, five cruisers, and ten Frigates leave through the Mass Relay leading back to the formerly dormant relays of the local cluster and back to the Kite's Nest, home of the Batarian race.
But he did not fail to leave behind a communication device in the system so that he could hear his men on the surface of the exomoon.
His quick decision turned out to be the right one as soon after he left, he lost the life signs of all his men and the signals from his dropships and the commander of the ground forces.
Thankfully, he still managed to get his hands on a Prothean beacon. He just had to be careful not to mention the existence of two other beacons on that moon since his client probably had no idea about them.
"Captain, we are ready"
Arh'ton nodded at his Turian second in command.
"Good, let's get out of this accursed place. We cannot allow whatever took out our ground team to find us"
"….Why are we even running away in the first place? Especially from a bunch of primitives?"
"..First off, we are running because I am not so stupid as to attack an enemy without knowing their weakness first. Second, what makes you think they are primitives?"
"Isn't it obvious? Our scanners did not detect any kind of eezo in the star system even after the anomaly appeared, this means that it is just a bunch of primitives that have no idea about mass effect physics"
Arh'ton looked at the Turian with a strange mix of dumbfounded and pitying looks. He started to wonder how such an idiot even managed to live as long as he did in Omega of all places.
"Let's just get out of here"
His crew complied as they activated the Mass Relay and headed out to Caleston Rift and then head to Omega.
He hoped that his client, an Asari by the name of Benezia, would pay him extra. He needed the extra credits to hire a new Ground crew.
well as another commenter said, Batarian must batarian. It's just their nature.
and turians in fandom thinking if you don't use eezo you are prim
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Hahahha good thing the slaver captain is not dumb.
Well, he is a pirate, hence an idiot in the first place so I decided to make him an idiot racist as well.
Also, I never did get why many writers make turians to be idiotic racists. I mean, it is normal for a small percentage of a race to be like that since that makes sense. Every race will have its own share of idiots, monsters, racists, and bigots. But putting an entire race under the same banner? that never made sense to me.
As for the Turian I showed in this chapter, Yeah, he is an idiot, so much so that I did not even give him a name since he is of no importance.
That right there is going to be big trouble. The first reason I can think of is that she is already indoctrinated and is trying to collect prothean relics for the reapers. The second reason, and the one I find hilarious, is that she is going to make a fake prothean dig site for her daughter Liara, to help boost her credibility as a prothean expert.
Mgunh1
Not an AI, honest!
- Location
- Northern Luna Base, Module 5, Sublevel 15
Considering the Batarian captain's response was basically "This is why I'm the captain, you blithering idiot", I'm kinda hoping that's just a one-off nod to the trope.
Chapter 8
Ashley Williams sat opposite to Jake sully as her older marines still refused to leave her unguarded and stood just behind her, a sentiment that seem to also be present in the Na'vi as several of their hunters were standing behind Jake sully with their hands ready on their bows.
The uncomfortable atmosphere was only worsening by the minute as the wide eyes of Na'vi continued to stare at the form of Homo Proximus with shock, fear, and a whole range of other emotions. A situation that Ashley could not blame them for.
After all, anyone would be shocked to see that the tiny invaders they sent packing back to their home returned as absolute tanks 10 feet tall and muscular enough to wrestle with an elephant and win.
Jake was no exception to this either. At first, he thought that this was a new kind of Avatar program with humans now piloting upscaled human bodies instead of Na'vi but soon realized that was not the case after speaking with Ashley about it. While she had not revealed much about the state of human society in Sol as it is now, she did inform him of the Homo Proximus and how they were born.
After hearing about this, Jake soon started harboring hope that there might be a solution to the problem of the extinction of 90% of flora and fauna on the planet because of the Demons.
But first, he will have to negotiate terms for saving his people and the 'Old humans' as the Humans of Earth are calling them. Something that he was finding great difficulty in accomplishing right now.
"There has to be some way you can help us. With the technology that you seem to have now, you could easily save the Na'vi. So why don't you?"
"….Putting aside that arrogant way of speaking to a Major of the UEG and the selfishness of that statement. There is no way the older generation back home, the same generation that controls most of UEG I might add, will tolerate helping you just out of goodwill. Especially when we consider that the Na'vi and the humans of Pandora ignored our pleas for help just after WW4. We begged you to provide us with residence on your planet until we rebuilt our own. We even promised not to use any of our advanced techs or harvest any resources from Pandora. But you ignored us, left us for dead. So it can already be considered as being too kind by arriving on this planet to just hear you out"
"……But this is your chance to prove that you are better than us-"
"Frankly, Jake Sully, we have nothing to prove to you or your primitive tribe of cat people. As for the old humans, we are willing to take them back to Earth if they agree to it. But make no mistake, they will only be provided with the standards of living that every human on earth enjoys free of cost. That means enough food with enough variety to eat healthily and indulge themselves on the first of every month, free standard clothing. Free water, electricity, and a decent-sized home anywhere on Earth or her colonies. They will have to earn anything more than that by working jobs just like any other human on Earth. They will also be monitored 24/7 by AI companions we assign to them to make sure they don't attempt anything to provide your people with information or technology from the UEG"
Jake's despair started to build up the more Ashley spoke, realizing that his dismissal of their plea for help all those years ago has ended up being more of a problem than he ever thought.
"….I think we will take our chances on Pandora," One of the Avatars being used by the humans in Hell's Gate said as the other two Avatars in the room nodded.
"If that is your wish"
At Ashley's straightforward dismissal, the Avatars were stunned. They had thought that the UEG must have sent her to pick up the humans since they had valuable intel on Pandora as humans that were brought up on Pandora, but it would seem they were wrong.
The humans of Earth really did not care about Pandora or the people on it.
"…..Just what can we do for you to make you change your mind"
"You will have to wait until tomorrow to know the answer to that. I have already informed high command about the current situation on Pandora. They are debating what you can give us in return for helping you and will probably be done by tomorrow morning"
"But that is unfair!! Why can't you just help us? We have children here-"
At his raised voice, the marines around Ashley immediately leveled their railguns on Jake and the Na'vi who in turn raised their bows and arrows.
One of the marines sneered at Jake.
"If you are really that desperate, why don't you call upon that goddess of yours like you did against our ancestors? Traitor"
"BECAUSE EYWA IS DYING!!"
At his shout, many of the Na'vi's bodies slackened slightly in despair as their eyes became clouded with grief.
The marines simply looked at each other with raised eyebrows and shrugged since Eywa's survival had nothing to do with them.
"Then that just means that you will have to learn to live on your own for once and not depend on a nebulous entity for your protection"
Soon, the room devolved into a mix of taunts, jeers, and shouting matches from both sides before Ashley had enough and banged the metal table hard enough to form a massive dent. A show of force that did not escape the keen eyes of the Na'vi who started becoming even more nervous and afraid of this new form of Sky people.
"…. What if we have something that we can trade for your help?"
"That would indeed help with convincing the higher-ups, but right now you have nothing that can do that. We have no need for Unobtanium, all the Tulkun are dead as far as we can tell so no Amrita to trade, that just leaves you people with the other flora and fauna which we have no interest in"
"What about an alien artifact?"
Ashley simply raised an eyebrow at that.
"If you mean intact ships or equipment from the Batarians then don't bother. We have enough of it to study back home"
"What is a Batarian?"
At Jake's words, Ashley gave him a deadpan look.
"You don't even know the name of the race of beings that has been fighting you all this time? You have fallen very far ex-marine"
Jake winced at her words. It was indeed true that he had long since abandoned his humanity and adopted the Na'vi's way of thinking, causing him to forget the basics of intel gathering.
Ignoring the jab, he steeled himself.
"Getting back to the topic, I am not speaking about the machines of the Demons. I speak of the artifact we found at the bottom of one of our oceans over a year and a half ago"
At his words, Ashley's brows furrowed. She immediately connected with UEG Ares.
"Ground team to UEG Ares. Do we have any anomalous reading on Pandora?"
"Negative Ground Team. But there is a chance that our equipment would not be able to detect them if they existed. We only realized the existence of the so-called 'Prothean Beacon' on Pandora thanks to the data we pulled from the computers of the Batarian Frigate that accidentally stumbled upon Sol"
"Acknowledged"
With the conversation over, she turned back towards Jake.
"I want you to show me the artifact before we make any decisions"
"No, I want a guarantee from you that you will help my people"
At his assertive words and the sudden smug look, Ashley Williams's temper flared as she pressed down on him with her telekinesis. The Na'vi leader was immediately pressed onto the table due to her telekinetic might while the rest of the Na'vi found themselves to be unable to move due to the combined telekinetic force of the marines in the room.
"Make no mistake Jake Sully, you are in no position to demand anything of us. Now, show me the artifact to see if it is worth the effort of saving your primitive species. Because if it is not, you are on your own, and trust me, the only reason I am not allowing my marines to crush you and yours like empty soda cans is that I am as hostile towards Pandora as the older generation. Don't force me to change my stance"
Once she was done speaking, she let go of Jake as he started to breathe deeply to regain control of his shaking body. In fact, he was doing very well compared to the rest of the Na'vi who looked ready to pass out.
With the show of force, he has now lost all his bravado and silently guided them to the artifact.
As the humans walked behind Sully through the caves near Hell's Gate, the Na'vi stared in shocked silence at the towering forms of their former enemies.
Two, in particular, stared with their jaws hanging. Lo'ak first thought that the massive beings were Na'vi-sized human avatars, but it was a hypothesis they developed only to assure themselves of their superiority.
As they slowly walked through the caves, Jake walked to the edge of a chasm before jumping onto a hanging rope and jumping across. He looked back at the humans to see their response, only to be shocked when the entire squad of marines cleared the chasm with a single jump while the AMP suits used their ion thrusters to clear the jump.
"Why are you all living in the caves anyway?"
At Ashley's words, Jake gave a cold look towards her.
"You know very well why. The Omaticaya clan's home tree was first destroyed by the RDA, then they returned after we banished them and destroyed the rest of the forests. Then, just as the forests started to grow back after the three centuries of rebuilding, the demons destroyed them again"
The Na'vi following them showed a look of sorrow as Jake's face went blank.
"And as if that was not enough, they destroyed the floating mountains. They used a strange form of Kinetic weapons to directly destroy the floating landmasses from orbit. This method was used repeatedly to destroy all our sacred spots in the world"
Ashley winced at that. Seeing the images and words on a datapad was one thing, looking at the despair of the locals as they recounted the tales was something else.
This also confirms that their information was accurate about the current situation of Pandora.
The rest of the trip was spent in silence as the marines looked at their surroundings. As they watched the injured hunters, grieving mothers and children, and the hollow look in some of the Na'vi as they simply stared at the marines, they started to feel pity. Even the older generation of Marines started to feel a little bad about the situation of the Na'vi.
Ashley did not miss this change in their mental state as she felt the shift in their emotions and inwardly sighed. At least, her marines were not as heartless as she believed, and that was a good thing.
Soon, they arrived at a massive opening in the cave that led to a chamber that held a familiar floating metallic sphere. But unlike the previous one that they had retrieved, this one was glowing with a faint blue light.
"This is the artifact that we found. When we first found it, it was not glowing like it is now. It only started to do that when my youngest daughter did something"
Ashley ordered one of her AMP suits to scan the artifact as she turned to Jake.
"And where is your youngest?"
Jake's expression darkened with despair.
"She is gone. She was one of the first to be taken by the Demons. I have been trying to find her ever since, but I have only encountered failure after failure"
Ashley looked at the artifact again and came to a decision.
"In that case, your daughter has jumped on the list to top priority. I will have to inform my superiors. Get the Na'vi ready for transport"
At her words, Jake's eyes shone with hope just as the handful of other Na'vi with him.
"Does that mean?"
"Yes. We will help you in exchange for the artifact and whatever information your daughter can provide us on the device once we find her"
The uncomfortable atmosphere was only worsening by the minute as the wide eyes of Na'vi continued to stare at the form of Homo Proximus with shock, fear, and a whole range of other emotions. A situation that Ashley could not blame them for.
After all, anyone would be shocked to see that the tiny invaders they sent packing back to their home returned as absolute tanks 10 feet tall and muscular enough to wrestle with an elephant and win.
Jake was no exception to this either. At first, he thought that this was a new kind of Avatar program with humans now piloting upscaled human bodies instead of Na'vi but soon realized that was not the case after speaking with Ashley about it. While she had not revealed much about the state of human society in Sol as it is now, she did inform him of the Homo Proximus and how they were born.
After hearing about this, Jake soon started harboring hope that there might be a solution to the problem of the extinction of 90% of flora and fauna on the planet because of the Demons.
But first, he will have to negotiate terms for saving his people and the 'Old humans' as the Humans of Earth are calling them. Something that he was finding great difficulty in accomplishing right now.
"There has to be some way you can help us. With the technology that you seem to have now, you could easily save the Na'vi. So why don't you?"
"….Putting aside that arrogant way of speaking to a Major of the UEG and the selfishness of that statement. There is no way the older generation back home, the same generation that controls most of UEG I might add, will tolerate helping you just out of goodwill. Especially when we consider that the Na'vi and the humans of Pandora ignored our pleas for help just after WW4. We begged you to provide us with residence on your planet until we rebuilt our own. We even promised not to use any of our advanced techs or harvest any resources from Pandora. But you ignored us, left us for dead. So it can already be considered as being too kind by arriving on this planet to just hear you out"
"……But this is your chance to prove that you are better than us-"
"Frankly, Jake Sully, we have nothing to prove to you or your primitive tribe of cat people. As for the old humans, we are willing to take them back to Earth if they agree to it. But make no mistake, they will only be provided with the standards of living that every human on earth enjoys free of cost. That means enough food with enough variety to eat healthily and indulge themselves on the first of every month, free standard clothing. Free water, electricity, and a decent-sized home anywhere on Earth or her colonies. They will have to earn anything more than that by working jobs just like any other human on Earth. They will also be monitored 24/7 by AI companions we assign to them to make sure they don't attempt anything to provide your people with information or technology from the UEG"
Jake's despair started to build up the more Ashley spoke, realizing that his dismissal of their plea for help all those years ago has ended up being more of a problem than he ever thought.
"….I think we will take our chances on Pandora," One of the Avatars being used by the humans in Hell's Gate said as the other two Avatars in the room nodded.
"If that is your wish"
At Ashley's straightforward dismissal, the Avatars were stunned. They had thought that the UEG must have sent her to pick up the humans since they had valuable intel on Pandora as humans that were brought up on Pandora, but it would seem they were wrong.
The humans of Earth really did not care about Pandora or the people on it.
"…..Just what can we do for you to make you change your mind"
"You will have to wait until tomorrow to know the answer to that. I have already informed high command about the current situation on Pandora. They are debating what you can give us in return for helping you and will probably be done by tomorrow morning"
"But that is unfair!! Why can't you just help us? We have children here-"
At his raised voice, the marines around Ashley immediately leveled their railguns on Jake and the Na'vi who in turn raised their bows and arrows.
One of the marines sneered at Jake.
"If you are really that desperate, why don't you call upon that goddess of yours like you did against our ancestors? Traitor"
"BECAUSE EYWA IS DYING!!"
At his shout, many of the Na'vi's bodies slackened slightly in despair as their eyes became clouded with grief.
The marines simply looked at each other with raised eyebrows and shrugged since Eywa's survival had nothing to do with them.
"Then that just means that you will have to learn to live on your own for once and not depend on a nebulous entity for your protection"
Soon, the room devolved into a mix of taunts, jeers, and shouting matches from both sides before Ashley had enough and banged the metal table hard enough to form a massive dent. A show of force that did not escape the keen eyes of the Na'vi who started becoming even more nervous and afraid of this new form of Sky people.
"…. What if we have something that we can trade for your help?"
"That would indeed help with convincing the higher-ups, but right now you have nothing that can do that. We have no need for Unobtanium, all the Tulkun are dead as far as we can tell so no Amrita to trade, that just leaves you people with the other flora and fauna which we have no interest in"
"What about an alien artifact?"
Ashley simply raised an eyebrow at that.
"If you mean intact ships or equipment from the Batarians then don't bother. We have enough of it to study back home"
"What is a Batarian?"
At Jake's words, Ashley gave him a deadpan look.
"You don't even know the name of the race of beings that has been fighting you all this time? You have fallen very far ex-marine"
Jake winced at her words. It was indeed true that he had long since abandoned his humanity and adopted the Na'vi's way of thinking, causing him to forget the basics of intel gathering.
Ignoring the jab, he steeled himself.
"Getting back to the topic, I am not speaking about the machines of the Demons. I speak of the artifact we found at the bottom of one of our oceans over a year and a half ago"
At his words, Ashley's brows furrowed. She immediately connected with UEG Ares.
"Ground team to UEG Ares. Do we have any anomalous reading on Pandora?"
"Negative Ground Team. But there is a chance that our equipment would not be able to detect them if they existed. We only realized the existence of the so-called 'Prothean Beacon' on Pandora thanks to the data we pulled from the computers of the Batarian Frigate that accidentally stumbled upon Sol"
"Acknowledged"
With the conversation over, she turned back towards Jake.
"I want you to show me the artifact before we make any decisions"
"No, I want a guarantee from you that you will help my people"
At his assertive words and the sudden smug look, Ashley Williams's temper flared as she pressed down on him with her telekinesis. The Na'vi leader was immediately pressed onto the table due to her telekinetic might while the rest of the Na'vi found themselves to be unable to move due to the combined telekinetic force of the marines in the room.
"Make no mistake Jake Sully, you are in no position to demand anything of us. Now, show me the artifact to see if it is worth the effort of saving your primitive species. Because if it is not, you are on your own, and trust me, the only reason I am not allowing my marines to crush you and yours like empty soda cans is that I am as hostile towards Pandora as the older generation. Don't force me to change my stance"
Once she was done speaking, she let go of Jake as he started to breathe deeply to regain control of his shaking body. In fact, he was doing very well compared to the rest of the Na'vi who looked ready to pass out.
With the show of force, he has now lost all his bravado and silently guided them to the artifact.
As the humans walked behind Sully through the caves near Hell's Gate, the Na'vi stared in shocked silence at the towering forms of their former enemies.
Two, in particular, stared with their jaws hanging. Lo'ak first thought that the massive beings were Na'vi-sized human avatars, but it was a hypothesis they developed only to assure themselves of their superiority.
As they slowly walked through the caves, Jake walked to the edge of a chasm before jumping onto a hanging rope and jumping across. He looked back at the humans to see their response, only to be shocked when the entire squad of marines cleared the chasm with a single jump while the AMP suits used their ion thrusters to clear the jump.
"Why are you all living in the caves anyway?"
At Ashley's words, Jake gave a cold look towards her.
"You know very well why. The Omaticaya clan's home tree was first destroyed by the RDA, then they returned after we banished them and destroyed the rest of the forests. Then, just as the forests started to grow back after the three centuries of rebuilding, the demons destroyed them again"
The Na'vi following them showed a look of sorrow as Jake's face went blank.
"And as if that was not enough, they destroyed the floating mountains. They used a strange form of Kinetic weapons to directly destroy the floating landmasses from orbit. This method was used repeatedly to destroy all our sacred spots in the world"
Ashley winced at that. Seeing the images and words on a datapad was one thing, looking at the despair of the locals as they recounted the tales was something else.
This also confirms that their information was accurate about the current situation of Pandora.
The rest of the trip was spent in silence as the marines looked at their surroundings. As they watched the injured hunters, grieving mothers and children, and the hollow look in some of the Na'vi as they simply stared at the marines, they started to feel pity. Even the older generation of Marines started to feel a little bad about the situation of the Na'vi.
Ashley did not miss this change in their mental state as she felt the shift in their emotions and inwardly sighed. At least, her marines were not as heartless as she believed, and that was a good thing.
Soon, they arrived at a massive opening in the cave that led to a chamber that held a familiar floating metallic sphere. But unlike the previous one that they had retrieved, this one was glowing with a faint blue light.
"This is the artifact that we found. When we first found it, it was not glowing like it is now. It only started to do that when my youngest daughter did something"
Ashley ordered one of her AMP suits to scan the artifact as she turned to Jake.
"And where is your youngest?"
Jake's expression darkened with despair.
"She is gone. She was one of the first to be taken by the Demons. I have been trying to find her ever since, but I have only encountered failure after failure"
Ashley looked at the artifact again and came to a decision.
"In that case, your daughter has jumped on the list to top priority. I will have to inform my superiors. Get the Na'vi ready for transport"
At her words, Jake's eyes shone with hope just as the handful of other Na'vi with him.
"Does that mean?"
"Yes. We will help you in exchange for the artifact and whatever information your daughter can provide us on the device once we find her"
- Location
- Germany
I hope they manage to repair Pandora, if only for the challenge
jwolfe_beta
Semi Genre-Savvy Overlord
- Location
- Canada
Nonsense, they couldn't do that. To accept technological help in healing their world would be against everything Eywa stands for.
So humanity takes the beacon, ensures that the Batarians etc won't continue to raid/bombard the planet and that's it. What more could the Na'vi ever need or want?
Chapter 9
Sathor Gressemon, the leader of the Batarian colony on Erszbat hid a cruel smile as he watched the new batch of slaves being dropped off by the mercenaries that he brought them from in Omega.
It was a good haul, facilitated by the discovery of a primitive species in an uncharted world.
These Na'vi were really something else to look at. He wondered if he should take a couple of them with him to his chambers. Then he realized that it would be more trouble than they are worth, what with their exceptional strength that was only below that of a Krogan.
Once again, he felt thankful to his benefactors who provided him with powerful Eezo collars that simulated twice the gravitational pull and only 70% of the atmospheric pressure of their homeworld on their bodies, rendering their agility-based bodies to slow down considerably and causing difficulty breathing, not enough to kill them but enough to reduce them to weaklings that could be easily handled.
But what really interested him was the other slaves that were brought along as well.
Humans, they are called. A fascinating species with an uncanny, almost unnatural, similarity to the Asari.
And it was not just their appearance as well. The females were so similar to the Asari that if their skin was blue and the fur on the head was shaved, they would easily pass for a slightly deformed Asari who had no crest. He knew this because of the fact that some of the mercenaries had been bored on the way back and had….a bit of experiment let's just say with one of the human females.
The males on the other hand were also quite the specimen according to the mercenaries. Denser muscle mass and lung structures seemed to indicate that they originated from a planet with a less dense atmosphere than the Na'vi, yet much higher gravity resulting in their shorter and stronger frames.
But what truly interested him was the multiple tests run in Omega by some of the local groups consisting of various STG deserters and Salarian scientists.
Their DNA was extremely identical to the Asari, so much so that they theorized that the humans were compatible enough to produce children. And not those 100% Asari children that are born when they are with people of other races. A genuine mix-breed, a combination of Human and Asari DNA. They even think that something in the Human DNA allows them to breed with many humanoid races in the Galaxy.
Although Sathor took those theories with some disbelief since they were, in the end, theories. He will only believe these claims when he sees the proof.
He was brought out of his musing when he heard a familiar scream coming from one of the many storage facilities, instantly souring his mood.
The owner of that scream was one of the reasons why he did not want to own a Na'vi yet.
While their translator software had long since figured out the primitive languages of the Na'vi, most of the Batarian guards chose to turn off that function on their Omnitool whenever they are in the general vicinity of the Na'vi.
Purely because they could not tolerate the utter bullshit that this particular group of primitives spewed.
Seriously? "Massive creatures of metal with tentacles destroying all life among the stars?"
Can they not come up with something more entertaining to threaten the Batarians with?
This issue only started when that group heard the words of the youngest Na'vi that the mercenaries caught before their main objective was completed. They showed no signs of stopping no matter what kinds of torture his guards inflicted on them.
In the end, Sathor and the rest of the Batarians decided to simply ignore the primitives. They threw them in with the unwanted trash of slaves that would never sell on the Homeworld. Soon enough, their colleagues from the industries of Erszbat will arrive to take them off their hands and use them for menial labor.
He breathed in and finally failed to suppress his cruel smirk as he watched the utterly hopeless looks on the faces of the two eyes primitives.
The Na'vi group that was loyal to Jake Sully gathered around the little Na'vi girl that lay on the floor, sweating and experiencing extreme pain as their human friends looked over the girl.
"Whatever that artifact did to her, it is causing her body to degrade at a significant pace. At this rate, she might only have a few months. If we still had access to the healing knowledge of the Tawkami clan, we might have been able to save her, hell, even our equipment would have been enough to stabilize her at the very least. But as it is now, there is nothing we can do"
The Na'vi despaired as their hatred for the creatures that they now know as Batarians increased even further.
As the natives of Pandora despaired, another equally blue, but significantly short being approached the group from the other side of the room.
"Any luck?"
The girl that belonged to the race known as Asari asked as the human shook his head grimly and handed back the device known as an 'Omnitool' to her.
"No. While we were able to find out what was wrong with her, we have no way to cure her"
"Thank you, Maels of the Asari for your help"
One of the Na'vi hunters said as the rest nodded in respect to one of their captors who had been helping them in secret all along.
Maels T'kaeri, one of the mercenaries that was part of Arh'ton's fleet. While she had seen and done many deplorable things in her life due to the circumstances, she did not take joy in seeing a young life suffer.
She did not like it when three of her colleagues, one Turian and two Batarians, took turns playing with the Human female that was part of their haul for Erszbat but she had no real power in the fleet. So she did the only thing she could do and put the poor human out of her misery by shooting her when the three went out of the room to get some 'toys' to use on the human.
She did not like it when the Batarians shot some of the Na'vi who tried to protect their females and children, so she secretly smuggled some of the Medi-gel that she had access to on the ship to them.
She did not like it when the little girl, whose name she learned was Tuktirey, was thrown in the 'useless' room along with many of the older and weaker members of their race despite clearly being sick. So she gave sneakily gave her Omnitool to the human who claimed to be Doctor temporarily so that he could help the girl.
She shook her head to dispel the memories and spoke to the human doctor.
"Come, Max. I need to get you back to the Human side of the facility before my superiors catch my lie about 'having fun' with you"
Max Connor nodded and headed back with the Asari towards the other side of the facility where the human prisoners were being kept for either selling or experimentation.
But just as they started heading for the exit alarms blared around the facility as the Batarian military ran about like headless chickens.
"Attention! Unknown ships detected at the edge of the star system. To all ships, mobilize and destroy the intruders"
The Asari and the Human looked at each other before nodding.
This might be the perfect chance to enact their plan.
It was a good haul, facilitated by the discovery of a primitive species in an uncharted world.
These Na'vi were really something else to look at. He wondered if he should take a couple of them with him to his chambers. Then he realized that it would be more trouble than they are worth, what with their exceptional strength that was only below that of a Krogan.
Once again, he felt thankful to his benefactors who provided him with powerful Eezo collars that simulated twice the gravitational pull and only 70% of the atmospheric pressure of their homeworld on their bodies, rendering their agility-based bodies to slow down considerably and causing difficulty breathing, not enough to kill them but enough to reduce them to weaklings that could be easily handled.
But what really interested him was the other slaves that were brought along as well.
Humans, they are called. A fascinating species with an uncanny, almost unnatural, similarity to the Asari.
And it was not just their appearance as well. The females were so similar to the Asari that if their skin was blue and the fur on the head was shaved, they would easily pass for a slightly deformed Asari who had no crest. He knew this because of the fact that some of the mercenaries had been bored on the way back and had….a bit of experiment let's just say with one of the human females.
The males on the other hand were also quite the specimen according to the mercenaries. Denser muscle mass and lung structures seemed to indicate that they originated from a planet with a less dense atmosphere than the Na'vi, yet much higher gravity resulting in their shorter and stronger frames.
But what truly interested him was the multiple tests run in Omega by some of the local groups consisting of various STG deserters and Salarian scientists.
Their DNA was extremely identical to the Asari, so much so that they theorized that the humans were compatible enough to produce children. And not those 100% Asari children that are born when they are with people of other races. A genuine mix-breed, a combination of Human and Asari DNA. They even think that something in the Human DNA allows them to breed with many humanoid races in the Galaxy.
Although Sathor took those theories with some disbelief since they were, in the end, theories. He will only believe these claims when he sees the proof.
He was brought out of his musing when he heard a familiar scream coming from one of the many storage facilities, instantly souring his mood.
The owner of that scream was one of the reasons why he did not want to own a Na'vi yet.
While their translator software had long since figured out the primitive languages of the Na'vi, most of the Batarian guards chose to turn off that function on their Omnitool whenever they are in the general vicinity of the Na'vi.
Purely because they could not tolerate the utter bullshit that this particular group of primitives spewed.
Seriously? "Massive creatures of metal with tentacles destroying all life among the stars?"
Can they not come up with something more entertaining to threaten the Batarians with?
This issue only started when that group heard the words of the youngest Na'vi that the mercenaries caught before their main objective was completed. They showed no signs of stopping no matter what kinds of torture his guards inflicted on them.
In the end, Sathor and the rest of the Batarians decided to simply ignore the primitives. They threw them in with the unwanted trash of slaves that would never sell on the Homeworld. Soon enough, their colleagues from the industries of Erszbat will arrive to take them off their hands and use them for menial labor.
He breathed in and finally failed to suppress his cruel smirk as he watched the utterly hopeless looks on the faces of the two eyes primitives.
The Na'vi group that was loyal to Jake Sully gathered around the little Na'vi girl that lay on the floor, sweating and experiencing extreme pain as their human friends looked over the girl.
"Whatever that artifact did to her, it is causing her body to degrade at a significant pace. At this rate, she might only have a few months. If we still had access to the healing knowledge of the Tawkami clan, we might have been able to save her, hell, even our equipment would have been enough to stabilize her at the very least. But as it is now, there is nothing we can do"
The Na'vi despaired as their hatred for the creatures that they now know as Batarians increased even further.
As the natives of Pandora despaired, another equally blue, but significantly short being approached the group from the other side of the room.
"Any luck?"
The girl that belonged to the race known as Asari asked as the human shook his head grimly and handed back the device known as an 'Omnitool' to her.
"No. While we were able to find out what was wrong with her, we have no way to cure her"
"Thank you, Maels of the Asari for your help"
One of the Na'vi hunters said as the rest nodded in respect to one of their captors who had been helping them in secret all along.
Maels T'kaeri, one of the mercenaries that was part of Arh'ton's fleet. While she had seen and done many deplorable things in her life due to the circumstances, she did not take joy in seeing a young life suffer.
She did not like it when three of her colleagues, one Turian and two Batarians, took turns playing with the Human female that was part of their haul for Erszbat but she had no real power in the fleet. So she did the only thing she could do and put the poor human out of her misery by shooting her when the three went out of the room to get some 'toys' to use on the human.
She did not like it when the Batarians shot some of the Na'vi who tried to protect their females and children, so she secretly smuggled some of the Medi-gel that she had access to on the ship to them.
She did not like it when the little girl, whose name she learned was Tuktirey, was thrown in the 'useless' room along with many of the older and weaker members of their race despite clearly being sick. So she gave sneakily gave her Omnitool to the human who claimed to be Doctor temporarily so that he could help the girl.
She shook her head to dispel the memories and spoke to the human doctor.
"Come, Max. I need to get you back to the Human side of the facility before my superiors catch my lie about 'having fun' with you"
Max Connor nodded and headed back with the Asari towards the other side of the facility where the human prisoners were being kept for either selling or experimentation.
But just as they started heading for the exit alarms blared around the facility as the Batarian military ran about like headless chickens.
"Attention! Unknown ships detected at the edge of the star system. To all ships, mobilize and destroy the intruders"
The Asari and the Human looked at each other before nodding.
This might be the perfect chance to enact their plan.