The Mistress
Asari dominion - Torfan re-education facilities
2178 CE
Matriarch Saras was having a pleasant night, the latest transfer of terrains had arrived during the day and had been assigned their ranking.
Most had been classed as level one citizen in the dominion (these one had been considered little more than animals, in need of being broken in) the rest, mostly soldiers in service to the terrain confederation mad been deemed to be level zeros.
These souls would be shipped out shortly, they would spend the rest of their live being worked to death in the mines and fields in dominion space.
The Matriarch looked over the files of the terrain assigned to her 'care'.
"Abominations" Saras whispered quietly to herself as she read the medical report from one of her 'students'.
"Mother?" her young, 98 year old, daughter, turned apprentice perked up with a questioning tilt of her head.
Looking at her child, Matriarch Saras marveled at her daughter. She was smart, beautiful and a strong biotic. In her mother's eyes she was perfect just like the rest of the asari and if the Matriarch believed anything, it was the right of her people to gently but firmly rule the galaxy.
"I was just thinking out loud child"
"About what mother? "
Saras sighed "These terrains, they are unnatural, they've perverted themselves with technology, they're little more than machines"
"But that's why this place exists, to show them the glory of serving us" her daughter replied with a smile.
Before Matriarch Saras could reply alarms started blaring throughout the facility. In an instant Saras activate her omni tool.
"Report" she barked to the bases security forces
"Matriarch" Matron Oranal the head of her security forces, a huntress with over five hundred years of experienced, replied in an instant "A terran fleet has just jumped into the system"
"Numbers Matron" the Matriarch demanded.
"Three of their carriers, fifteen destroyer and forty five frigates with many supporting craft" Oranal replied
"Perpar are commandos, and send a message to the dominion"
"communications are jammed, we are on our own Matriarch" the huntress replied.
Before the Matriarch could reply, several explosion rocked the base and the door to her private chambers blow out of its frame and striking her daughter with a sickening crunch of bone.
A/N:
Just a short teaser of something I've had on my mind after reading a couple asari empire AU's and decided to mix that idea with my like of trans-humanism, not sure if I'll continue this, but thanks for reading.