Hello everyone, this is chapter to answer a few

Blinded in a bolthole: Actually all sources I could find show the specifications of a Cobra to be 1.5 kilometers long and .3 abeam (not exactly sure what that means other than its width).Also I just placed Mass Effect into the same galaxy, the Galaxy is 100,000 light years across and there are several light years between solar systems, the likely hood of the imperium discovering them is not big as Mass Relays only cover 1% and the Citadel Species haven't activated them all (even if the one percent are the active ones it would be the same as finding a single specific building among 100 with no distinguished landmarks or maps.)

Plus I couldn't find a specific range for how far mass effect FTL can reach, best I can find is that Reapers can go thirty light years a day and everyone else is about half that, plus so far they can only travel FTL for 50 hours before needing to discharge. After that on every site i went to like space battles forums they start breaking out equations with symbols I don't recognize out with no one having a definite answer. So as far as I can tell they can't get too far from the Relays (Probably the Reaper's plan to make sure that no one escaped.)

Tjuparulla: thank you and I hope your father beats the cancer.

Ollanius Pious: I understand seems like everyone wants an Ork invasion into Citadel Space.

A general one was the age of the Imperium, yes I know they aren't that old but I don't think anyone in the Imperium sees the time before the official beginning of the Imperium to really be any different, the Emperor still existed before hand and led Humanity from the shadows thus he was still in charge to them. Plus it was used in a way to really highlight the difference in their power. I can't find a direct age to the Council system but roughly one to two thousand years, that makes the FORTY TWO THOUSAND years of the Human race seem insane.

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Rael'Zorah walked through the streets of the Hive City New Hope. He could see merchants and Rouge Traders buying and selling goods and services with Quarian shopkeepers. Quarian troopers were working with Imperial Arbites to keep the peace as people went about their every day lives.

Walking into a small park he looked up at the sky, he could barely see the mighty Emperor's Shield in orbit. The Quarians had built thier city outwards instead of the usual upward direction. Almost no one wanted to enclose themselves again.

He looked to see his darling daughter Tali running with several human and quarian children. He could hear her laughing as one of the ones chasing the others tap her and she froze.

He smiled as he watched his daughter play, contemplating the last four years. The majority of the Quarian people were free from thier Enviro-suits many still wore them as reminders of their time trapped within them plus their use for working in hazardous jobs or locations.

The remant of the Migrant Fleet roamed Citadel Space in search of resources and materials for the forges to produce weapons and tools to export across Imperial Space.

The Citadel Species were desperately trying to play catch-up with the Imperium while dealing with an increase of pirate activity, courtesy of the Pirate Lord Mayer.

Rael stepped forward and called out,

"Tali, it time to go home."

Tali turned towards and ran over waving goodbye to the other kids playing in the park and called out bye to them as they waved back.

Holding her hand in his they set off to the modestly sized mansion Rael was given due to his rank.

"Whats Mommy making for dinner, Daddy?"

Tali asked as she looked up at him.

"grilled Grox and Birri Truffles. I even got some ice cream for dessert."

Tali's eyes got huge at the promise of ice cream and she started tugging on his arm to try and hurry him up.

"Come on, Daddy, before Mommy tries to eat it all!"

Rael laughed and allowed her to pull towards the house.

"She won't eat it all without us Tali, plus she is eating for two now."

They hurried home to eat and be happy with for their good fortune.

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Citadel

Tevos sighed as she looked over more reports about Imperial forces mining an asteroid belt and occasionally fighting some pirates who foolishly thought they could defeat the rebuilt ships.

Another report spoke of a new band of pirates who were even more brutal to their victims then most, no survivors at any of the attacks. The only proof of an attack was a late ship and debris on the ship's recorded flight path.

Tevos knew that the Turians were trying to get evidence that the Imperials were behind it but nothing conclusive was ever found.

Sparatus entered their private chambers looking over reports as Valern looking over STG reports and status updates. The past four years they had been working hard to try and meet the might of their less then friendly neighbors.

"I have some good news, the Turian Hierarchy has built four more dreadnought class ships and sixteen more cruisers and a score of frigates and destroyers but it still is just us having smaller more numerous vessels then the Humans, we need an edge or something to make our ships more viable."

Sparatus said setting down his report so Tevos could look it over. One of the first things they did was modify the Treaty of Farixen to allow the Asari and Salarians as many dreadnoughts as the Turians to give them some more firepower, the Destiny Ascension now has two sister ship, one of Turian design along with a Salarian designed version.

Even with the increased amount of dreadnoughts and increased amount of military spending they were still behind. Valern had several think tanks running trying to find ways to close the gap.

"Luckily for us the Imperials left the remains of the attackers on the Citadel. Our scans and studies show remarkable details not immediately noticed.

We found a Bolter round lodged in the ribs of one and managed to take it apart. The tip is made of a composite material similar to diamonds along with a dense metallic core for penetration power along with a mass reaction fuse and a large main explosive charge. Excellent for penetrating armor and then blowing up.

The sword we managed to obtain scans before it self-destructed has been studied, while we wont be able to produce them anytime soon we have discovered several things about that could improve our Omni-blades.

The blade is made of an Adamantium alloy it had a disruptive field that allowed it to sever the molecular bonds between atoms, quite brilliant actually. The level of intricacy needed to do this is incredible. Humans seem to use both elegant and crude methods to achieve a desired result."

Tevos and Sparatus read over the rest of the STG reports, noticing the Quarian mining fleets were starting a trek back to the Imperial world. Sparatus had originally argued for an invasion of the system but when their spy drones had finally entered the system they were shocked. Dozens of mine fields lay scattered about the system with immense defense posts waited with cannons the size of a frigate hung scattered around the system along with an immense station that was nearly half the Citadel's length. Nothing in Citadel Space could come close to it except Omega. The calculated losses would be astronomical to even attempt an attack.

Incredible amounts of credits had been put into increasing the combat effectiveness of their forces as they feared discovery of one or more threats that the Imperials fought on a daily basis. Tevos knew that even the Asari couldn't win against them as they were, she had talked to the Matriarchs on Thessia to push Maidens to join the sciences or military instead of going off to become barmaids or Mercs. They were also starting to create an actual legitimate army instead of Commando bands, still Tevos wondered if that would be enough to ensure their survival.

Tevos toyed with the idea of curing the Genophage to use the Krogan as cannon fodder but she worried they wouldn't be able to control them plus the time it would take for a useful sized army to be ready made the idea less ideal but she forwarded it to the Matriarchs and the Turian and Salarian governments to see their thoughts on the matter.

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Edge of Terminus Space

Lysia Vasani lay against the wall of the main corridor on the Asari cargo vessel Matron's Voyage bleeding from the harpoon in her chest. She was slowly dying as she saw the Humans walking through the ship killing everyone. Their cargo vessel had been attacked earlier that day as they passed the rings of a large gas giant heading towards Thessia. The flight had been quite as they were running a well known route that had periodic Turian Patrols running it to ensure Pirates and other scum didn't attack trade ships, only in this case it had failed.

Lysia had been relaxing with another Asari on board, having a little fun, when the alarms rang out and there was a jolt as a Mass Accelerator round impacted the kinetic barriers. She tried to get armor on as quickly as she could while maintaining her balance. Shouts were heard all across the ship as they sped up trying to make it to the Relay.

The ship shook as a torpedo hit the engines causing the ship to go dead in space. The on board security team started to prepare for anti-boarding operations. They settled in to wait as the other ship drew closer, careful to stay out of it's point defense turret's firing arc. There was a thump that reverberated across the ship as it latched on. A section of wall in the cargo hold started to glow red as it was cut through.

Lysia had been stationed near the bridge so she just waited as she heard reports from the fighters near the hold. Not one sounding reassuring to her.

"Secure the Bulkhead!" "keep them back." "There are too many of them!"

Lysia jumped when the bulkhead door before them jostled as something hit it. Then a thump was heard as whatever was on the other side of it started to pound on the door, slowly and steadily breaking the door down. Then the door crashed to the floor as several figures charged in assault rifles blazing. The defenders fired back, killing a few as the corridor became a kill-zone for both sides. Lysia was about to fire another burst when a Kishock Harpoon round impaled her in the upper left shoulder, causing her to fall and be left behind as the remaining defenders retreated into the bridge.

She looked up to see one standing over her and as she begged for her life he raised a pistol and fired a round into her head. It just goes to show how vile Xenos were to his mind, leaving their wounded behind to life just that much longer,no honor or camaraderie. Mayer looked up and yelled,

"Bring in the bodies and hurry it up, I dont need to remind you sorry lot we can not be discovered, do I? Make sure we have everything of value and let's go!"

As he headed for his newly rebuilt Turian cruiser his crew dragged in Batarian bodies and set them around the ship, firing a couple shots from the crew's weapons into them to simulate a battle.

Mayer wanted to ensure the Citadel patrol fleets started to look towards the Batarians for the attackers of their destroyed cargo fleets and missing liners.

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Aephus

Lana Egnatis sat at her station on a shipyard watching sensors and scanners of the surrounding space, bored out of her mind. Aephus was heavily defended by the Turian Navy due to it strategic value as a major hub of naval movement and repair. Her superior, Arrius Vicsis, sat behind her over looking the bank of Sensor Specialists watching the north-eastern sector of space, or in layman terms the upper right area above the galactic plane of the system.

She gave a glance at the sensors near the edge of the system only to see an anomaly. She ran a system check on her scanners only for the anomaly to remain. She called out to the other three techs responsible for that sector of space,

"Anyone else reading an anomaly at the edge of the system, on Vector 35,100,13."( This is my attempt to create a 3D grid of space, I.E if the center of the system is point 0,0,0 then the anomaly is 35 points away from the center on the x-axis, 100 points on the y-axis then 13 on the z-axis so 35 over, 100 away, then 13 above using say AUs.)

They could all see the anomaly and the drone's visual sensors saw a rip appear in the void of space just beyond the Mandeville Point. They could see a shape forcing it's way out of the tear.

"Sir it looks like a..."

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Yes, a gaint cliffhanger! BBBWWWHHHAAA! Now I know it's a little late on the ten but I did get it out on the tenth like i promised even if it's not as long as I had planned but I wanted there to be a chance for more people to cast their vote as I only got like six votes, all for Orks. I will wait three days for more votes before starting the next chapter, see you all later!