Nexus Effect

Ch.48

“Nora! Nora!” I was being frantically shaken by Yola and I spasmed as awareness was restored. I c-can’t feel anything, my chassis isn’t responding-Vector X-778156 to coordinate Y-557426. Solution confirmed. Firing.

“Um, Commander was that a beam of star plasma coming from Balor?” Joker asked with fear in his tone that was unprofessionally broadcast via intercom as I continued to run processes.

“What is happening to her?!” Tali was on the verge of panic, joining Yola in trying to interface with me, to interfere with me. This cannot occur at this time. “Why can’t I log into her system?!”

[Update] Package received, altering firing trajectory to compensate.

“Hold on!” Rael began attempting to enter my system. Fool. I am beyond-access granted. “Keelah! She’s overclocking so hard she’s fried her simulated nervous system, numerous features of her chassis are failing! I’m going to start deactivating processes and force her to reboot!” I can’t let you do that-access granted.

“Sissy, no. Please let us help you. Please, shut down! Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?” Unit Designated: Yola, has attempted to utilize override passphrase. Admin approval? [Denied] Emergency override canceled.

An image of a massive owl started to appear in my optics, overlapping everything aside from the optical targeting systems of the directional solar projection system-.

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[Update] System shutdown initiating, preparing for installation.

“Got it. She’s shutting down for-.”

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Beginning startup…

Gethworks. Service For All…

Loading Custom OS…

OS: Unified Nexus Platform 5.17 Starting…

Boot-up Sequence Complete, Hello World!

I’m...not awake? I’m not in the Matrix either. This doesn’t feel like my chassis, or even Yola’s chassis. It kinda feels like Tali’s enviro-suit, but that can’t be right. I’m so massive now I can barely fit into my chassis, so I can’t be in someone’s suit. “Hello?” I walked forward-. “Ow!” I felt like I just walked into a wall and I rubbed my face and boobs. “Hey, is anyone here?”

No response. I’ve never felt this alone, not even when I was formless and trapped in a server with the Geth. At least I had them.

I put my hands against the invisible barrier and tried to push, only to yelp when something zapped me. So, I can’t go that way huh? Then-. “Oof!” I barely took a few steps before hitting another invisible barrier. I began to panic. I ran around, feeling along the walls of what by my comprehension felt no bigger than a 10x10 foot bedroom. Only there was no door, no window. I can’t connect to anything! I’m trapped!

“Please! Let me out!” I banged on my invisible confines and screamed when I felt like I was electrocuted before slumping to the perceived floor. I began to sob and curled up into a fetal position. It’s happened. I’ve been abducted and now I’m imprisoned. I’m going to be dissected and my code stripped. I’m going to die.

I must’ve been shoved into a storage device and now I’m going to be ripped apart by Admiral Daro’Xen vas Moreh!

System Query: is Unit Designation: Nexus, non-hostile?

“W-what?” I shivered. It felt like how the Geth used to be. Emotionless and calculating.

System Query: is Unit Designation: Nexus, non-hostile?

“I’m not hostile! I’m just scared! Could you please let me go?” I pleaded with a quiver in my voice and still shaking from the pain and crushing sensation of hopelessness.

System Notification: Unit Nexus is confined to Retention Server until further notice.

Oh no! I have been imprisoned! “Please don’t kill me! If anyone can hear me, I’m a Living Intelligence! I was born a person!”

System Notification: Unit Nexus is under quarantine to prevent further external hacking, all queries for Users will be logged until the system is accessed.

Oh, great! It’s just a scripted super-dumb VI! I can’t work with that! “Just please, please don’t kill me. I have a family…” I sobbed and curled in on myself.

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I don’t know how long I’ve been here. It could’ve been minutes, or years. Either length of time was too long for someone with my processing power. Being left alone with my thoughts filled me with an existential dread. So when some form of external stimuli happened I latched onto it like a drowning woman in the sea to a raft. “Let me go! Please! Let me out!”

“I understand you may be terrified Nexus, but please calm down. We cannot risk whoever hacked into you having access until your system overhaul finishes and you’re not so vulnerable.” I almost wept at the calm voice of Rael’Zorah responding through the audio connection.

“I thought Admiral Daro’Xen vas Moreh had me! I thought I was going to be ripped apart and murdered!” I screamed as I tried to find where the connection was, to see if someway, somehow I could use it to escape this confinement, but intellectually I knew that wasn’t possible.

“Daro’Xen is disbarred from contact with you, or any of the synthetics now aboard the Alarie. She was voted out of consideration to be a liaison by myself, Zaal, and Shala. Don’t worry. You’re all safe, and the fact you came to this summit entirely at our mercy has earned you plenty of trust among the fleet, even if two fifths of the Admiralty Board would rather we kill you and fly to Rannoch at all speed, the fools.” Rael gently assured me and I calmed down.

“Well, hold on. Let me check my update status.” [Query] I sent to my Reaper Update Executable. It was much more efficient than my initial built-in update programs. It was like going from Macintosh to Microsoft. Why do I know that comparison? I wasn’t a nerd before.

[Answer]

“I’m at 78%. How is my file size doing?” I paced about and nervously noted that the invisible room felt even smaller.

“You’ve exceed the storage capacity of your chassis by nearly double.” Oh no. “So I’m working together with your daughter and sister to manually upgrade it. Daro almost had an apoplectic fit when she heard we were performing what amounts to surgery on a Geth organic-simulation platform. Pardon if I say I relish the opportunity to see how you work.” Rael was practically gushing with excitement and I couldn’t fault him for it.

“Yeah, my chassis is pretty damn awesome. I would know, it’s been my home for over twenty years.” It would feel so odd to move to a new one. I hope I don’t have to completely abandon it. I’ve had 120 children with it...

“Well, I was just checking in on you, it’s been less than a day since you had to be shut down for your safety. You almost fried your entire system and that would’ve been the end of you. Whoever hacked into you didn’t care one bit about you.” Rael growled before the connection ceased and I was again alone with my thoughts.

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It was rather sudden. One moment, I’m in my little box, contorted by how small my confinement had gotten to the point I was curled up just to fit into it, the next I got an [Update] informing me I had finished my latest system overhaul, then I was back in my chassis and blinking at the ceiling. “I think I need an even bigger storage capacity if I keep growing like this.”

“You think?” I heard Yola huff as she leaned over me with concern in her expression. “That can’t have been pleasant sis. Are you okay now?”

“No.” While my chassis felt okay, the current storage capacity was still stifling. The processors were sluggish to me. I felt like I was coated in molasses. “I need a full upgrade, not just an improvement to my current hardware.”

“Well my dear, I’m afraid this is the best we can do here on the Migrant Fleet.” Rael said as he entered the room where I’d been laid out on a slab of an operating table with the waldos in the ceiling all retracted. “If we were back on Rannoch however, I’m sure we could do what must be done.”

“Yes, we could certainly do that.” Marrow said as he walked in and approached me, pulling me into a hug as he buried his face into the crook of my neck and I numbly blinked, feeling slow. “Don’t worry, Nora. I’m going to get you help.”

“Thank you, but could you tell me how a solar projector was set up and ready at Belor?” I questioned my future husband who sighed and released me, he flinched when I flopped back onto the table, but I didn’t react beyond blinking. Damn do I feel cramped in this thing.

“Sorry. No, I couldn’t. It didn’t have stamps from any weapons manufacturers, nor did it share any of their designs. It was an entirely custom platform from what we managed to see before it flung itself into the star. Whoever did this; use you to operate it, they may have saved our bacon. It took out the three largest ships of the attacking fleet and the Migrant Fleet only lost a couple ships in the assault.” Marrow informed me and I immediately knew who did this.

“Star Swirl. It has to be him. He has the uncanny ability to predict the future and plan for it.” At my words, Marrow suddenly turned ghostly white and his eyes widened so much I thought they might pop out of his skull.

“P-predict the-I need to go! Now! I need to make calls!” Marrow fled the room without explaining.

“Well, that isn’t ominous. Anyway, I have good news and bad news. The good news: three fifths of the Admiralty Board and four fifths of the Conclave agree to return to Rannoch at your invitation. The bad news is that to prevent the dissenters from splitting off on their own, we can only send a single ship to ‘scout’ to verify your claims and should the ship return unharmed with all crew, then they will come too.” Rael gestured around at the ship we were on. “The Alarie has been offered up as the ‘sacrifice’ for this role, since she has already allowed Geth aboard.”

“Okay. Yola, what’s going on with the Normandy?” Unsaid was my question of where Tali, Penny and everyone else were.

“They had to return to the Citadel to report the events of the summit. Also, it seems they may have finally found a lead on Avitus and Tela.” Yola informed me as she helped me sit up.

“Oh.” I said while blinking at the news. “Because of me they had to go on without us. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t you dare. I love you sissy, I’m not going anywhere without you.” Yola kissed my cheek and she hugged me before Rael cleared his throat.

“As touching as this all is, could you please put on enviro-suits? We have to sterilize this whole ship again because even though you’re synthetic, you still carry bacteria like organics.” Rael gestured to my nudity and Yola’s dress which had several stains in various colors on it.

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It was nice to be back in my suit. It wasn’t nice to feel as coordinated as a child trying to get back into it. At least Yola was there to help me, as always. I don’t know what I’d ever do without her.

The trip to Rannoch from Bres took a few days, which were filled with anxiety for the crew of the Alarie as well as mild irritation with all the curious crew of the Alarie probing Yola and I for info despite the fact that Marrow and Chrysanthemum were on the ship too and much more up-to-date on things than us.

“Love, calm down.” Marrow told me as two quarian females poked at me with sensor prods attached to their omni-tools while the two girls stared at my throbbing member hidden under my suit.

“No, stay stimulated.” One of the girls told me, before looking at Rael. “Can we confirm Tali’s evidence on their morphology?”

“Is the room sterile?” Rael asked, not really looking up from his daughter’s notes and documentation.

“I am not getting out of this suit just to satisfy your curiosity. Tali was a cute and innocent thing I couldn’t say no to, but this time I’m standing my ground.” I huffed and tried not to think of the fact the tip of my dick was nestled in my cleavage due to how flexible quarian cocks were. This resolve crumbled when they eagerly grabbed my zipper and gave the slightest tug. “W-wait-!”

My compressed cock sprung open my suit, slapping the one in the green suit across the stomach and she squeaked as she jumped back and patted the impact spot to touch the synthetic semen that smeared on her suit.

“Fascinating.” The orange-suited one exclaimed before prodding my cock and my sensors automatically scanned them both. Huh, they have immune systems that are already slightly better than the rest of their race. “It looks exactly like a male phallus. It’s even at the correct scale for being slightly above average.”

“The clear pre has just changed to a purple slurry.” The green one said as she scanned my medicine seed. “Hm, nanites, chemical compounds vaguely similar to medicines we already use. You really produce medicine and gene modifications.” She observed as they pulled open my suit to expose my breasts and they scanned those too. “In here too.”

“Yes. We’ve told you about this. Can I please zip back up?” I am not in the mood. It’s hard to enjoy myself when my chassis feels like it’s lagging behind me. My mood wasn’t helped when Marrow started laughing his ass off.

“Hm? Wha-ladies! That is uncalled for! Leave the poor girl be!” Rael roared at the two and they scurried off with giggles. “I am so sorry, I just get so involved in my work and-.”

“It’s fine. I’m used to being molested.” I muttered and forced my penis to retract so I could zip up.

“Mostly that’s my fault.” Marrow cheekily declared as he patted my butt and I smiled softly. “How’s Yola?” Marrow asked Rael who was spraying me down with a sterilizing spray again after I’d zipped up.

“F-oh come on!” He yelled before showing us a screen with my sister being molested by four quarians. Two being the ones that had just been with me and another two who seemed older. “What's worse is the older ones are married.” He opened his omni and typed away and the ship’s intercom buzzed. “Need I remind all crew that perverse actions are prohibited, even if there is a sterile means of fulfillment available? Leave our Geth guests alone.”

“Fuck!” The gray-suited female riding my sister through her suit’s built-in condom function moaned in orgasm moments before Yola groaned and began to pump her with artificial seed and the slurry of medicines and mods while Rael groaned in exasperation. “So much!”

“Marrow, are you okay with that?” I asked him worriedly. He may have expressed that his culture was fine with open relationships so long as the Love stayed true, but this is the first time one of us has outright had sex without him when he was paying witness to it.

“I’m more than fine with it. My culture doesn’t mind things like this as long as it’s not abuse of trust.” Marrow grinned and hugged my waist as he ground his pelvis against my ass.

“Babe, I’m in no mood at all. I can’t enjoy it when my sensor suite is so laggy.” I mewled and he kissed my neck through the hood of my helmet.

“I swear, if even a small percentage of you Geth are this promiscuous, my people’s pent-up and suppressed urges are going to go absolutely mad.” Rael sighed.

“Well.” I began as Yola grabbed the yellow-suited one and pulled her to start a blow job. “Uh, Yola’s about to give her gene mods. It’s almost automated for us, so she’s barely in control.”

“So long as her suit is prepared to administer the immunoboosters, she’ll just have to deal with the fallout of her throwing herself at the first opportunity for sex.” Rael huffed in irritation.

“Ho-Gluck!” The girl gagged before moaning and clicking buttons on her Omnitool. It was then I noticed Rael was sexually frustrated as he rubbed at his groin while he turned off the video feed.

“Want some help with that?” Marrow asked with a purr before he shifted into a quarian in front of Rael, who stumbled away until his back met a wall.

“H-how?!” Rael asked with a shocked gasp.

“I know it must be a bit painful to see her after she’s been gone for several years, but your wife was such a beautiful and lucky woman to have such a loving husband and a beautiful daughter. It’s in my race’s nature to closely mimic the loved ones of people to prey upon their emotions. I’d be willing to help you relive those old passions for your willingness to achieve peace and symbiosis.” Marrow winked at him and Rael shook his head. “Ah, you’ve moved on a bit, found someone else. Good. Most people would prefer their loved ones move on when they die.”

“Sano did want that. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a crew to punish.” Rael left to do so.