Disclaimer I do not own Mass Effect or Stellaris they are owned by Bioware and Paradox respectively.

This is a fic me and a friend have been thinking of making for a little while.

Hope u guys enjoy and please leave reviews but no flames.

Gargantua, a black hole of interesting implications. Long ago a machine orbited it calculating infinity. It was known as the Infinity Machine. It was a peculiar machine sentient but not with its cryptic answers.

Discovered by a young Humanity; finally united under a single banner. They assisted it in achieving its near impossible goal. Upon completion the Machine entered Gargantua and in the process opened a portal to another Universe.

Now Humanity under the banner of the United Nations and Planets with its ally united in the Guardians Council, the Draconic Star Authority, a thriving religious empire based on a polytheistic belief of the Gods Agnota Goddess of Life and Beginnings and Isokhu Lord of War and Machines.

Hovering outside the event horizon beside the Arcturus Refuelling Station is the Guardian Council 1st exploration fleet, commanded by Admiral James Anderson of Earth, commanding from the 2 Km battlecruiser Oracle. Accompanying the fleet is a mixture of UNP and DSA ships ranging from corvettes to cruisers with the Oracle being the only present battlecruiser.

Alongside the fleet stands the DSA Science vessel Stellar Cartographer commanded by the Scientist Sensei Borkaz, also known as the teacher hired from one of the many Curator outpost scattered around the Galaxy.

They stand at the turning point of Galactic History as they prepare to enter Gargantua and explore a new Universe.

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Streaking through the void; a Vulture Dropship carrying Captain Gerard of the UNS Bonaventure along with 2 marines as escort. (For the Vulture think halo pelican but with longer wings that can fold into the hull.)

Captain Gerard a Frenchman from Nouvelle Gascogne, a core world of the UNP with a dominant French culture. Gerard is 34 years of age, light brown hair with grey eyes, high cheek bones and a stern face. Rarely does he smile and he can give a look that makes you feel as if he is judging your soul.

The marines clad in standard combat armour composed of a body glove with an attached chest piece, light shoulder pads, arm and leg guards with an enclosed helmet with a polarised visor and a removable rebreather. All armour components are a dark grey coloured Nanocomposite material.

As for Captain Gerard, he was clad in a white Navy Captains uniform over a black body glove. At his hip is an emergency rebreather.

"1 minute to touchdown." The pilot's voice flows into the troop compartment.

"So captain what do you think we'll find on the other side" asked one marine in a filtered voice making it impossible to know if they are male or female.

Gerard frowns and furrows his brow. "Well obviously we hope to find something of interest if we are sending a battlecruiser through. It's almost as if Command is expecting trouble." He said the last part as an afterthought.

"Can we even fly through a black hole?" Asked the same marine.

"Well DSA use wormholes to get around and aren't black holes similar. I say we'll be fine." Says the second marine.

"All I know for certain is that the moment we get through we should hope for the best but be prepared for the worst possible scenario." Replied Gerard.

"Coming in for final approach." Was heard over the speaker.

"Pilot remain on station we won't be here long." Spoke Gerard as he was stepping off the exit ramp. Not waiting for an acknowledgment.

Standing in the Oracle's hangar the Captain and his escort made their way across to the passageway passing F-404 fighter interceptors.

The Oracle carries a wing of 404's that is 2 squadrons of 20 fighters each. And 30 Vulture dropships.

Entering the corridor the captain and his escorts made their way to the conference room nearest the hangar where the admiral awaits them.

Entering the conference room, there are 17 captains of varying species present and seated in the room. The table is round and of about 6m diameter.

As Captain Gerard enters he takes the final seat nearest the door, Admiral Anderson stood. The admiral was a human of African descent with graying hair and glowing green cybernetic eyes. "Now that we have all arrived let us proceed with the briefing. As you all know as of 3 months ago this task force was created with the intent to traverse the Gargantua Anomaly. At 1100 hours the Lancelot, Percival and the Galahad interceptor Corvettes will proceed to enter Gargantua and scout out the other side. Once they have secured the area the rest of the fleet will proceed through. If we have no contact with the scouts within 5 hours then we will send a squadron of fighters through. Are there any questions?"

"Sir what if the other side proves hostile? What are our options?" Asked the Captain of the Lancelot.

"If you encounter a hostile force, no matter its strength, then you are to proceed back through the anomaly into friendly space where we will reconvene. No heroics this is a scouting mission." Replied Anderson.

"Now on to other matters." Says the admiral.

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Several decks below inside of an amphitheatre like room 1500 marines gather along with 4 squads of Gene-Warriors of 5 men each and a squad of 10 Draconic Psi Commandos. 3rd Commander Eildrion of the Draconic NavSpecWar (Naval Special Warfare Division) commanding the Psi Commandos. Being a Dragon, Eildrion stands at 8ft tall with black scales with an orange glow coming from under them. He has 4 horns coming out of the back of his head with glowing orange tips, and one pair of wings with a lightly glowing membrane.

He is clad in black ornate armour with a white trim to designate him as 3rd Commander, with his helmet lying in his lap. The helmet was also black with white trim with a silvery yellow visor and slots in the back for the horns.

Sitting in the middle row with his squad facing the podium where 2nd Commander Gyndrai, The Death Lady of Qurum, Protector of the Citadel and many more titles she has accumulated over her carrier. Gyndrai is a well-respected commander across Council Space. Many a Dragon would seek her as their mate, so far she is undefeated.

Gyndrai Has white scales with some patches of green and blue and 2 horns with green tip. Clad in Black armour with golden trim signifying rank.

Once everyone had taken their seats with the Gene-Warriors in the back 2nd Commander Gyndrai commenced the briefing.

"Good evening I am 2nd Commander Gyndrai, I will be your commanding officer for the duration of this mission. Now once the Navy boys secure the entry point, they will be sending us Ground Pounders to do the dirty work of establishing an outpost the nearest habitable planet. Once the base is setup, we will begin setting up infrastructure for when the colony ship comes in. While we're doing the heavy lifting the navy boys will begin forming a sensor net until we can establish a space port. We will have regular patrols of the surrounding area of the outpost due to the possible hostile nature of the local lifeforms. We will have weapons free for the duration of the planetary deployment so watch for friendly fire. I'm talking to you in the back. You will be divided into squads for patrol purposes. Now are there any questions." Spoke 2nd commander Gyndrai.

"Hey we haven't shot anyone yet." Shouted one of the augmented Gene-Warriors.

A draconic smile showing much fangs drifted across Gyndrai's face as she responded. "You just admitted you might be shooting someone in the future."

"Not one your kind." The warrior said dismissively.

"So you would shot your own?"

"Well… Now that I think about, no I wouldn't shoot another Human unless they got in my way."

And so the Gene-Warriors famous attitude has entered the stage the bane of all their commanding officers existence. Too good to be discarded but with too big of a mouth to be used in civilian environment.

"Does anyone have any relevant or constructive comments?" Gyndrai asked the crowd.

"Sir what is your equivalent rank in UNP standards?" One of the Marines asked.

"Did they not cover this in the academy? In any case I would be one of your Colonel. Any other questions?" She replied.

When she received no answer we were dismissed and we proceeded to turn in for the night for tomorrow would bring change.

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At 1300 hours shipboard time the fleet received the all clear from the scouts and proceeded to enter Gargantua alongside the Stellar Cartographer. Once across the portal the fleet took up formation and headed towards the nearest system where they detected a habitable planet designated Gaia.