A/N: Alright, so this is just a proof of concept. I'm not sure whether I'll make this a thing. It really depends on user response.

The World We Wrote

The Legend and religion has been around as long as Humanity. The Four Beta, the Four Alpha, and the Twelve who came before. Together, they recreated the world as they envisioned it. They were the guardians of Earth, and they protect all of Humanity.

General Williams just guessed that Shanxi was not included.

Deep within a cave, hidden from the sensors of those damn aliens, the commanding officer of the groundside Systems Alliance troops was having doubts.

He was in charge of Shanxi's defense, but it had been almost a week, and they were running out of supplies.

Those aliens used orbital debris as improvised bombs, smashing his troops whenever he deployed them. Civilians died every day and his troops barely had any fight left in them.

Maybe he should surrender. At least then nobody else had to die.

As if his thoughts were broadcast, a voice came to answer them.

"General Williams, do not have second thoughts now, of all times."

Turning to seek the new voice, his eyes were attracted to a brightly-lit figure in the damp, dark cave.

A young woman, no older than nineteen, stood swathed in orange robes. Her deep purple eyes contrasted with her blond hair, which was kept up with a hairband.

She radiated a light that seemed to come from everywhere, and yet nowhere in particular.

General Williams recognized this woman.

She was Rose Lalonde, Seer of Light, and one of the Betas. Goddess of Favorable Outcomes, Logic, and Philosophy, Rose was perhaps one of the most revered of the Betas.

Of course, Williams didn't actually believe the Gods were real, so all he was able to say was an unintelligible, "Uh… how did you get here?"

Rose grinned, "I think we both know the answer to that."

"Seer," Williams breathed.

"That's too formal," the Goddess smiled, "Just call me Rose."

"Forgive me, but I don't think I'm on first name basis with the Gods…"

"Just call me Lalonde then."

Williams nodded in agreement, still a bit dumbfounded.

"General Williams," Rose addressed him, "You must not surrender to the Turians."

"That's what they're called?" the General asked, "Sounds…menacing."

The Seer of Light nodded, "They are ruthless, militant, and inflexible. If left unchecked, they will invade Alliance space in a long, drawn-out bloody war that will leave billions dead." Rose's face curled into a momentary snarl, "Billions of Humans. I refuse to allow that to happen."

Returning her expression to one of aloofness, she returned her gaze to Williams, "The Alpha, the Beta, and ones who came before have stood by for too long. It is time we repaid Humanity for its worship."

Rose began to fade away, "Hold out until tomorrow," she whispered, "and watch the skies."

The light faded, leaving General Williams in darkness once more.

Watch the skies?

[CIC of the Alliance Dreadnought Salvation]

Admiral Kastanie Drescher stood before the holographic TAC-map, displaying the entirety of the Second Fleet. They were ready to set out for Shanxi, to liberate them from the hostile aliens.

She made a quick prayer to the Gods. She knew it would do nothing, but it made her feel better.

So she was surprised, when, in a flash of jade-green, the entirety of the Second Fleet was transported, flung across the stars, landing smack dab right next to Shanxi.

This took both the Turians and the Alliance by surprise, shocking them all into inaction.

They were jolted out of their stupor by the sudden appearance of a shining sphere to light. It glowed brighter than the sun, and it floated among the Alliance fleet. Several lances of pure white light shot out from it, skewering all of the alien Dreadnoughts, leaving them dead in the water as secondary explosions tore the hulls apart.

The miniature sun suddenly expanded, engulfing the entire Alliance fleet.

Admiral Drescher shielded her eyes as the fire washed over and through her ship, leaving a warm feeling as it passed through her body.

Suddenly her mind was filled with light, and she could see; she knew what to do to achieve perfect victory.

"Get firing solutions on the alien frigates," she ordered, "ignore the cruisers!"

The Turian cruisers suddenly vanished, their disappearance accompanied by a flash of green. The remaining Turian vessels received transmissions from the cruisers in the next second.

They had all materialized only a kilometer of the surface of that system's star, and only had enough time to send out a single distress call before they all fried within the hulls.

The Turian frigates turned tail and ran in a full rout. They disappeared beyond the Relay; back to the safety of Citadel space.

Only nowhere was safe from the Gods.

[Horse Head Nebula, Citadel, Council Chambers]

"This must be a mistake," Councilor Sparatus snarled as he viewed the after action reports, "There's no way we could have lost an entire fleet to those primitive mongrels."

"Well, apparently you did," Councilor Tevos commented as she read the same reports, "They were annihilated, with apparently no enemy losses."

"Reports of unexplainable phenomena, disturbing." Councilor Valern added, "Could this possibly be some form of advanced weaponry? The strategic potential of being able to teleport your opponent is… unsettling."

"The survivors make note of a thin beam that gutted the Dreadnoughts, was this an energy weapon?" Tevos wondered.

"Quite possibly," Valern supplied, "Although I doubt the accounts that it was fired out of a miniature sun, which then exploded among the alien fleet to no apparent effect."

"Bah, smoke and mirrors!" Sparatus growled, "This new race won purely through trickery and deceit!"

Tevos gave Sparatus a critical look, "'Tricker and deceit' does not immolate Cruisers and skewer Dreadnoughts. The Hierarchy may have just started a war; one that we may not be able to win."

Avina's holographic form suddenly materialized, saying, "Councilors, the Destiny Ascension is attempting to contact you."

"Put them through," Tevos ordered. The holograph switched to show the image of the captain of the Destiny Ascension.

"Councilors!" she urgently reported, "An unknown vessel has entered the Citadel arms! It came out of nowhere!"

Tevos shot a glare at Sparatus, as if to say, "Now look what you've gotten us into."

The window looking out of the Council tower suddenly was obscured by a solid wall of gold. A enormous Dreadnought-sized vessel parked itself right next to the Citadel Tower.

"Fire on that ship!" Sparatus shouted angrily at the commander of the Destiny Ascension.

"We can't!" the flustered Asari replied.

"And why not?!" a panicked Valern asked.

"All our ammo and GARDIAN lasers have disappeared!"

"What?!" Tevos started, "That's impossible!"

"Not so much as you think, lady."

The Councilors turned to find four new figures in the Council Chambers. All of them were Humans.

There were two Human females, and two Human males. One of the males had black hair, blue eyes, glasses, and was dressed in a blue-hooded garment. The other male had blonde hair, wore dark-tinted glasses, and was dressed in what appeared to be old-style plate armor. A particularly gaudy sword was strapped across his back. The brown-haired Human female was wearing a black-twin-hooded garment, wore glasses that outlined her green eyes, and had an odd set of canine ears. The fourth and last Human was a blonde-haired female, with purple eyes. She was clothed in flowing orange robes.

All of them had different symbols emblazoned on their chests, and practically radiated power.

"Guards!" Sparatus cried out in surprise. A dozen Turian soldiers, Asari Commandoes, and Salarian STG agents emerged from the woodwork, leveling pistols and assault rifles at the four.

The green-eyed human looked amused, "Don't bother," she scoffed, snapping her fingers. Instantly, all the firearms in the room disappeared, reappearing outside the Council chamber's windows, floating aimlessly.

A couple of the Asari Commandoes fired Biotic warps at the Human in plate armor. He simply stood still, as the warps slowed, coming to a complete stop a foot away from him. Suddenly, they reversed course, impacting the Asari who fired them.

"What do you want?!" Tevos shouted at them in fear and just a bit of indignation.

"Funny, you ask us what we want now that we have you at metaphorical gunpoint. Did you ask the Systems Alliance what they wanted before your mandible friends attacked them? No, you didn't." the blonde-haired male drawled at the Council.

"We are the Beta Gods and Goddesses of Humanity," the blonde-haired Human female spoke, "the actions of your member race, the Turians, has resulted in the unjustified loss of Human life. We're here to rectify the situation."

"The Humans broke Citadel law!" Sparatus raged at the four Humans, "They had to be punished."

"Oh be quiet, you piece of shit!" the canine-eared Human barked, "Don't you even know how laws are supposed to work?! You punish people who fall under your jurisdiction, and no more than that! The Alliance activated their Relay from THE OTHER SIDE, which means that, technically, they didn't even break any of your laws! They didn't activate any Relays while physically in Citadel space! If you took this much action against Batarian slavers, then maybe you'd earn the respect that you feel so entitled to!"

"You dare?!" Sparatus bristled at the insults, "You think your smoke and mirror tricks impress us?! The might of the Citadel is unrivaled! We shall crush your Alliance to dust, and grind-"

Councilor Tevo grabbed Sparatus's arm, hissing, "You've done enough, Sparatus! Stand down, before you worsen the situation."

The black haired male with glasses smirked, "You really should listen to the Matriarch, Turian. She's much smarter than you."

Sparatus grit his mandibles in indignant rage, but silenced himself.

"What would you have us do?" Valern asked apprehensively, "Pay wartime reparations? Absorb them into the Citadel? Cease all contact with them? Surrender?"

The blonde-haired female shook her head, "No. All we ask is that you end hostilities, and treat Humanity with the utmost respect. We're not asking for you to give them a seat on your Council. We don't care much on that matter. Our only purpose here was to end the war, and prevent further bloodshed. Humanity may be incorporated into the greater Galactic community, in fact, they should be. However, you must not mention our visit here to the Alliance."

"Why? Why go through all this trouble to make such a simple request?" Tevos asked, puzzled.

"A hostile alien race was killing innocent Humans," the black-haired male replied, "that was reason enough for us to intervene."

"You call yourself Gods, but surely that is just a title, not a fact," said Valern, "Deities simply aren't real."

The blonde-haired female smirked, "That is where you are wrong. We created this universe when our old one died. I am the Seer of Light."

"I am the Knight of Time." The blonde-haired male stated.

"I am the Witch of Space." The brown-haired female provided.

"and I'm the Heir of Breath," the black haired male smiled, "nice to meet you."

"Humanity has worshipped since their inception," the Seer looked Sparatus in the eye, "our presence in the recent battles has no doubt stirred up some religious zealousness, I suggest you watch your step."

"Wait a second… your presence in the… that was you?!" Sparatus burst out, pointing an accusing finger at the four deities.

Rose sighed and swooned slightly, "I had no idea blowing spaceships up could be so… exhilarating."

"This is an outrage," Sparatus spat, "are we just going to sit here and take this lying down?!"

"I don't see another option," Tevos muttered.

"Submission is preferable to their implied alternative," Valern added to the muttering, "they came here in force, I suspect their backup plan doesn't involve our survival."

"Perceptive as always!" the Witch laughed, "You're not the Council for no reason. Or maybe you are, I haven't quite made up my mind about you three yet!"

"We must take our leave," the Seer smiled slightly, "remember what has transpired here. We are always watching. Renege on your promise, and the Citadel will become an expanding debris field of corpses and metal. You only Reap what you sow."

In a flash of green lightning, the four figures disappeared. The giant golden starship outside began to move, shooting out the end of the Citadel, and accelerating to FTL speeds in an instant."

"These new developments are troubling," Valern commented, "We must take caution in how we proceed."

"They left, we don't have to do anything they said!" Sparatus scowled, "We will muster our fleets, and march upon the Human worlds! We shall subjugate Humanity, and show them the might of the Council!"

Suddenly, a horrid screeching noise reverberated throughout the chamber. On the far wall, two words tore themselves into the bulkhead.

"Always watching."

A/N: So what do you think? This is just an idea right now, I don't know if I'll continue it. It should go through ME 1,2, and 3. There won't be many differences, except Shepard has an extra squad member, and all Humans worship the Alpha and Beta kids. Although they're not really kids anymore. More like immortal young adults. Review enough, and I might make more of these.

(My ME/Halo and SW/Halo crossovers are being Beta'd right now, so expect the new chapters up in a few days.)