Empress Shepard

Bioware/EA own all, done for my own amusement.

A/N:

A tale based on a renegade/control (extended cut) ending.

Shepard/Liara romance, do not like then don't read.

Thanks to "Just a Crazy Man" for the idea.

This is only slightly left of cannon.

P.s.

Shepard saved the Council and the Rachni (ME1).

Forced peace between Geth/Quarian and cured the genophage (ME3)

Chapter-1: Transcendence

"You must choose one of the options to end the cycle, if you refuse the reapers shall win and the cycle will begin a new."

The catalyst told Shepard as she looked at the three options, then she turned her attention back to the ghostly image of the catalyst. Shepard narrowed her eyes and she thought about the option of 'refusal':

'If I refuse, the damn reapers will win, I'll be fucked if that happens, I will not let Liara die. She, beyond anyone, deserves to live. Nothing will ever hurt her, so help me god if anything or anyone so much as lays a little finger on her, I'll kill them I'll kill their family hell I'll even kill their friends. So the reapers have to be stopped.'

Shepard then looked towards the right, and the has red light of 'destruction'. She cocked her head to the right as she pondered the thought of destroying all synthetic life in the galaxy, she said to herself in her head:

'Yeah destroying that asshole Harbinger, sounds like a right blast. But no. No fucking way, I worked to damn fucking hard to sort out the mess between the Geth and Quarian. Hell I even hooked EDI up with Joker, so fuck no, I AM NOT destroying all my HARD work. So this won't do at all.'

Turning to look straight ahead, she faced the soothing green light of 'synthesis'. The light looks so warm and comfortable Shepard to a single step towards the green beacon, just as quickly as she stepped towards the light Shepard realised and stopped herself. Shaking her head she thought to her self:

'What the hell was I thinking. I maybe evil but even I draw the line at forcing such a monumental change on everyone, especially Liara. The idea's nice, but no fucking way in hell will I ever make such a crappy choice and force uniformity on everyone. So fuck no to screwing with everything's DNA.'

The last light was the empowering blue light of 'control' that would allow the commander bend the reapers to her will and use their power for her own ends. Raising her right hand, she pressed the Carnifex heavy pistol too her lips as she pondered the possibility of such power:

'Me, controlling the reaper. Could I handle such power, would I use it or would it use me. Bollocks cause I could handle it, shit I'm far to fucking stubborn to be used, by anyone, except Liara maybe.'

With that thought Commander Shepard started the long left walk towards the bright blue light, each step brought intense pain. As she reached the ramp for the final solution to end the reaper war, she chuckled and said to her self as she took the final steps;

"hmm, blue was always favourite colour"

With one final look at the twin handles, she reached and clasped her hands onto the controls. The mere contact brought a new meaning to the word agony, it was so intense Shepard was forced to realise her grip, she grit her teeth and lunged forward again too seize the light. She did not scream or cry or whimper, as her body was torn apart cell by cell. The only thought in her mind was the image of the one true love of her life, Liara T'soni; with her intense sapphire eyes, her cute facial markings, her beautiful purple lips, the perfect swell of her breasts, the sensual curve of her hips and even the elegance of her crest.

As her body was turned to dust her mind was freed to be an Eternal; Infuriate; Immortal; being, in the truest meanings of the words. Shepards consciousness reach out from the citadel control center, through the Crucible, and touched the minds of all the reapers in the Sol system. It wasn't a gentle merger, she forced her way into their minds, she broke their will, smashed their resistance, shattered their minds, scattered their remaining consciousness to the endless expanse of the cosmos, The Shepard feed upon their knowledge of countless races of the previous cycles. After the Sol systems reaper forces were hers to do with as she pleased, she reached out though the relays to conquer the reapers in the rest of the galaxy.

It could have been a moment or an eternity; every single reaper, husk, and even the poor souls that suffered the curse of indoctrinated. Were hers to control, the very first thought that crossed The Shepard's new mind was:

'Liara'

A/N: (2) sorry to stick this in at the end but, I know the grammar's not that good I just don't understand some of the principles of it. But I'm sure i got the spelling down right, any comments (good/bad) welcome, I'm old enough to take bad comments, so don't hold back :-)