And done! This is the last of my 'Fragments' style introduction to this universe. My original idea was to show the world as it is from different points of view, short, sweet, and to the point. You know the major players point of views, you know the weapons they use, you know what their political motivations are, and now you get to see a major Citadel players viewpoint.

There won't be any more 'Fragment' chapters after this, they'll be standard length, 3-5k, and I just wanted to thank you all for being patient as I experimented with this.

On a side note while I prefer, and aside from one play through, always played as FemShep, would you guys prefer BroShep? Anyway, please do enjoy!

Spectre Saren Arterius was a Turian dedicated to his job, that is the duty of maintaining the stability of the galaxy at large and doing so with as small of a footprint as possible. That was why he hadn't said a word about his current assignment when it was passed down to him, it was why he didn't complain about the inanity of tailing a slaver party, and it was why he had simply done his job without an further input.

Better to just file the reports later on and let the Salarian Special Task Group take the fall for whatever idiocy they found themselves in after all, they were rather good at that. He couldn't help rolling his eyes at that thought but he did manage to remain standing stoically silent without uttering a breath, so none of the manic creatures scurrying about him noticed the show of emotion.

Salarians were, probably, his least favorite species after Batarians, although on that note most people hated Batarians on principle if nothing else. Apparently being ruthless, amoral slavers was bad for your public relations, who knew?

Salarians though, they were too short sighted, too 'in the moment' to make proper decisions. Like for instance developing the Genophage while thinking it would never be used to subjugate the rampaging race it was tailored for.

Really? They went through the effort of developing something that would stop the Krogan cold and they thought the Hierarchy wouldn't use it to end a losing war? Salarians and their thought experiments, seriously.

Still, this mission was...harder than most. They'd tailed the slaver fleet in their stealth ship for a time, sending out limpet drones by the hundreds to adhere to the hulls of the rogue fleets vessels while running on low power. Their plan had been to find some sort of consistency in the Hegemony's recent actions, what the STG unit had run into was a first contact situation gone all wrong.

These 'Humans' did not fuck around, they had sent literal hundreds of nuclear fusion warheads at the invading slaver fleet, and while their own defense ships had only held the line for a few hours their ground forces more than made up for it.

With Energy Weapons no less.

The humans were, for the most part, built like the Asari, but unlike the Asari they were not mono-gendered which honestly was a bit of a relief. Asari tended to look down on men simply because they were different, which was frankly, annoying as hell.

That being said if he were to compare the human defenders to anyone in the galaxy it would be the Krogan, and frankly that was scary as hell.

Seriously, if the histories they translated from captured omni-tools was true these people had nuked themselves to oblivion, rose from the ashes, and decided to take the galaxy on because fuck it, why not?

They liked fighting, they enjoyed the challenge, and even burning their own home world to the ground hadn't kept them down for more than a few centuries. They were tough, powerful, and ultimately terrifying in their desire to survive.

The Batarians had clocked a sleeping giant on the head and would now have to deal with the befuddled, and annoyed creature as it fully awoke form it's slumber.

Saren couldn't help but feel the idiot slavers had bitten off more than they, or any other civilization could chew. His thoughts were soon derailed as the sensor officer quickly spat out the newest upheaval to the status quo.

"Oh dear, new contacts detected, forty-seven vessels in total, unknown make and models. Largest is 1.6 kilometers in length, four such vessels are in this range. Outside of the the Dreadnought analogue there are twenty-one vessels in the 800 meter range and the rest are between 100 and 500 meters in length."

By the spirits, what kind of monster had the Batarians angered?

"Alien vessels opening fire!" The sensor officer squawked this out as a beam of white light burned its way across the distance in seconds and impaled the Batarian flagship. It exploded in a single moment, the human fleet seemed to pause at that, as if they hadn't expected this to happen.

"So...you're out of your element as well...yet you have the upper hand...what will you do?" As Saren mulled this over the alien fleet broke up and charged the Batarians, the frigate analogues pulled in close to the Batarian ships and began spitting out waves of liquid like green light that literally boiled their targets hulls away.

The cruisers shot out their primary light beam weapon while launching waves of fighters, and the dreadnoughts simply picked off anything that drifted in their field of fire.

What had been a one sided slave raid had become a complete slaughter for the Batarians, and Saren realized quite quickly that they needed to get the hell out there immediately.

"Self destruct all the probes, then make for the relay. The Council needs to know about this yesterday."

One of the Salarians actually spoke up, in a whiny tone at that, "But the data!"

Saren resisted the urge to shoot the idiot while shaking his head slowly, "The Batarians riled something they never should have even approached. They initiated first contact with an isolated species with the sole purpose of enslavement, and the unknowns won. The Council needs to know what happened today."

The STG crew exchanged glances a moment before returning to their work sending the small vessel back to the Mass Relay, all while Saren wondered what the hell he was going to tell his bosses.

He honestly wondered if there was something wrong with him when he had to resist the urge to break out laughing.

Humans...how...interesting...