Nexus Effect

Ch.73

I woke up groggily, snuggled up to someone who smelled like that unidentifiable thing that Urta and Wiatr’s cocks taste like. I lifted my head from the pillow and saw the most beautiful woman in the galaxy who wasn’t named Marrow. Penny. Right, she looks like Urta now. I then looked around to find we were in her private room with her synth-suit standing at the foot of the bed like the uncannily disturbing facsimile of a person it really was.

She also didn’t look nearly as hyper-pregnant or hyper-inflated like she became in our frantic breeding. The Navel Pearls are really fantastic for people like us. It’s a shame Yola and I can’t use them.

I pulled up my omni and found time had barely passed. Only a few minutes since we opened the scrolls. Holy fuck are the Trinity of Chaos overpowered. Why don’t they just use their power to directly solve problems? Bah, probably some universal laws or some other bullshit.

“Girls? Girls, where are you?” Hunter texted. He must have noticed we were gone in those few minutes. “Girls?” It was only after he barged into the room that I realized I was hearing him directly now, it was just also coming up on my HUD. “Oh, there you are. How did you manage this in a few minutes? If you did, wow. I’m used to marathon sex sessions taking hours to reach this level of satisfaction.”

“It did.” I mumbled and sat up, leaving the steamy comfortable heat of my future wife and rubbed my eyes. Damn it Chrys, these bodies don’t need to be this accurate.

“What happened? You three just disappeared from the ship without warning.” Hunter asked me as I got out of bed and stretched.

“A thestral stallion gave us scrolls and when we opened them we were sent to Dongoruas’ pocket dimension in a cum-milk tank to fuck her pregnant before Penny lost it and possibly destroyed the ship in her hunger. Or something.” I answered, feeling drained like when I’m running on a low battery. Oh...I am. I better eat or plug a cable into my ass.

“How the Hell did he get his hands on those scrolls?” Hunter brows furrowed in disapproval. “Was it one of the chaotic girls?”

“Eris with help from Star Swirl.” I replied as I pulled a power cable from my cleavage and plugged it into a wall socket, then plugged the other end into my ass and sighed in relief as my power levels began rising.

“Damn it. Why must that madpony plague us with heart attacks whenever he does this?” Hunter groaned as he rubbed his face. “Besides that, how are you all feeling now?”

“I’m drained, Yola likely is too, so I’m going to give you a power cable to plug into her ass since I can’t leave this side of the bed right now. As for Penny, well, she’s been bigger. Like a hot-air balloon big and bigger than that even, but she got big off our cum.” I informed Hunter as I fished out a cable and handed it to him.

“When she spent time with Berserker, she would often beg for him to give her pups.” Hunter said as he gently plugged it up in Yola’s ass. “I knew he couldn’t give her what she wanted. He’ll be a bit jealous and envious, but also relieved that she went to you for it. Blame Runner for the way he is, she kept teasing him for not having a love life before and whatnot.”

“So many babies.” I groaned in a mixture of self-loathing and satisfaction. I love making new lives, both within me and inside of others. I guess, if Wiatr and Urta didn’t already exist, maybe I would have become a goddess of fertility.

“You still could.” Hunter suggested and I shook my head.

“No. I do enough in that department. Maybe if there’s a role for a Goddess of Machines or something? Is there one of those?” I asked curiously, with a bit of apprehension.

“If there isn’t already, you would be the first one. Unless you count the Omnissiah.” Hunter said and I scoffed in disgust.

“The Emperor of Mankind is a man, not a god. Sure, a very powerful man, but still a man and you should pray to him as such.” I declared imperiously and then I snickered. I only played 40k once but the setting made me so interested.

“You do know they’re both different, right? The Adeptus Mechanicus don’t exactly see the Emperor as that anymore, but you are right, he is just a man. He never wanted to be a god.” Hunter corrected with a look of sadness. I guess he and his siblings never wanted it, but it was thrust upon them anyways. That’s both sad and cruel to them.

“Right. Wait, they exist here?” I asked worriedly, because 40k is an atrocity of a universe.

“No, not here. My brothers and I have some of the Imperium’s technology we use.” To prove his point, Hunter pulled out the Lascannon to show me. “Don’t tell the Commander about this. We both know how much she loves guns. She probably won’t stop pestering me until I give her a Bolter.” I could see her doing that to him.

“I’ve already bribed her with plenty of weapons before. I’m sure I could make any weapon she could imagine.” I patted my mate’s flat stomach with a warm smile, knowing she was baking more of my beloved children within her.

Then an alarm rang for a moment before it shut off. “At ease everyone. That was just the crazy-powerful biotic and the crazy-strong krogan setting off the impact sensors. Go about your day.” Joker promptly declared over the ship’s intercom.

“What Jeffrey said.” EDI added, decreasing the credence that it wasn’t something those two mischievous folks did.

“Mm~. M’up.” Penny sat up and smacked her lips as she rubbed her stomach. “I feel so satisfied now. Like a hole has been filled in. Literally.” Penny cooed as she let her womb swell and she hugged her massive belly that took up the rest of the bed with both arms and her legs. “So much life. Growing inside me…”

“Mind check.” Hunter put his palm on Penny’s head. “Hm...definitely influenced by Urta, but it’s mostly from your previous experiences with pregnancy, so this is normal for you. You really are Urta’s new twin sister.” Hunter declared and Penny crooned as he scratched her ears.

“Can’t wait to meet the family…” Penny muttered sleepily before she sighed and her belly vanished back to her washboard abs. “Well, I can bask in it later. I still have things to do and we still have to handle Jack and Tali tonight.” Penny reminded me and I groaned, wishing I stayed asleep like Yola is still somehow doing despite the ruckus.

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Thankfully Jack was willing to go slowly. She was pretty damn straight, but with Yola and I being feminine, she was getting more comfortable with Penny and Tali. Considering the trip from Korlus to Horizon was a few days, this gave her time to adjust to the quirky relationship.

That aside, nothing interesting happened. Sure, Penny left her suit and wagged her tail as she begged for more babies, but settled for blanks every night since she was satisfied otherwise.

Although, Miranda did seem to discover disparities in data I provided and data she thought was accurate or should’ve been made available to her. I’m whittling away at her belief she’s at all trusted by who I believe must be Jack Harper for sure. Sly bastard, planting false leads to send people sniffing after Henry Lawson instead of him.

The only reason I found out was because I hacked Miranda’s omni, which had images and audio of both men in messages from them she kept for reference to tasks she’d been assigned. None of which would work, I don’t even need to sabotage her. Poor girl, tasked with convincing Penny that Cerberus is basically the answer to everything.

Anyway, we were about to leave FTL and were on the bridge to be ready to scramble should shit hit the fan right away. The Illusive Man sent us here because his info said this was the next major target of the Collectors.

“So, hot stuff, think we’ll have baddies to blast when we arrive?” Jack asked from next to me. Thank goodness she let me make her more clothes, even if I could only convince her to wear jean-shorts and a sports-bra, considering she was already sporting DD-cups in just a few days. The fashion in which she insisted on wearing her bodysuit was bedtime wear.

“Maybe. My gut says yes though.” I replied to my new lover, who softly patted my ass.

“Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.” Jack cheesily said with a dark smile and I rolled my eyes.

“If anything, Nora will be protecting you.” Tali said with a tentative hand on Jack’s shoulder. She tensed, but calmed down and touched Tali’s hand. “You’re also just sweet on her because she ripped the data you wanted just because you asked.”

“Yeah, just because I asked. I didn’t even need to be sucking her dick, I can tell. No hesitation.” Jack leaned on me and I side-hugged her.

“Dear gosh, can you please keep it private?” Miranda sighed in exasperation.

“Oh look, it upsets the cheerleader. Even better.” Jack sarcastically stated moments before we left FTL.

We found the planet calm, until we flew in lower and spotted swarms of Collectors all over the colony. “Damn it! EDI, are the disruptors Mordin cooked up loaded in the drop tubes?” Penny demanded, reminding me that unlike the original Normandy, the SR-2 had extra combat features, like an actual railgun for instance, along with numerous deployment measures on the underside of the ship. Thankfully they were behind the hangar doors, not in front of them where the Shadow Dagger was still practically fused to her underbelly.

“Yes! Ready to drop!” EDI replied and Joker flew us in low. “Dispensing counter-measure!” After flying over the colony and dropping the payload. “Signals active, spreading over the colony. Everyone with a shield is up! They’re no longer sitting ducks, but we better get down there!”

“Everyone got their shields modified?” Mordin double-checked, getting resounding nods of confirmation. “Very good. Now let’s go prevent more unnecessary loss of life.”

“Here’s how it’s going down. We have a lot of colonists to protect and a Collector ship to disable. Grunt, Garrus, Tali, you’re with me. We’re going into the thick of it to save as many people as we can from being abducted. Nora, Yola, Jack, Mordin; you four are going to be dropped closer to the Collector ship. With three of you being tech experts and Jack being an incredibly powerful biotic, you three need to find a way to disable their tech. Everyone else, be ready to hammer the Collector ship the moment it tries to take off. Better they die here than take those poor people to whatever fate worse than death awaits them.” Penny grimly intoned before we ran for the Kodiak.

“What do you want us to do?!” Runner shouted and Penny pointed at the Argentines.

“You do whatever the fuck you want! You’re not under my orders if you deploy!” Penny then continued to the hangar, not worried about how the Marines were going to deploy. She was certain they had their ways.

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I hugged and kissed Penny and Tali before the Kodiak touched down and they jumped out with Grunt and Garrus, leaving the brief and risky flight closer to the Collector ship for us to fret. “Alright, so what do you three do? I know I gotta keep your asses alive, but please tell me you can handle some of that so I’m not panicking.” Jack said as the Kodiak dove.

“I’m going to have to drop you here! I can’t get any closer!” Cortez, the shuttle pilot, shouted back at us and we got ready.

“Jack, don’t worry. Mordin is ex-STG while Yola and I have been kicking ass, taking names and fucking like freight trains for decades. We can more than hold our own.” Also, I do have a secret weapon. I still have Lunahisa’s mask and I can call on her if need be.

“So, if anything, we’re as likely to save your ass as you are ours.” Yola added before the door slid open and we jumped out before Cortez had to blast off in a hurry since Collectors were already peppering the Kodiak with gunfire, so we began the slaughter.

“Concerning, they look almost eerily like Protheans, but visibly twisted, forced into shape.” Mordin commented as he too provided precision fire while we took cover. The swarms of stunners ignored us, just as planned and there were shouts and gunfire nearby. The deployed signal disruptors pinging off of shield units are working, we might be able to save more of the colony than I could’ve hoped.

“Assuming Direct Control!” Oh fuck! Why is Harbinger already doing this?! We haven’t even taken out the first wave of these poor creatures! “Kin, why do you help them? Why do you harm us?” Oh, right. Because I’m me. Great. “Respond.”

“Sovereign didn’t understand, why should I bother wasting time trying to convince you?!” I shouted before I shot the controlled Collector several times to the point of having to pop my heat sink and then I tossed a grenade to splatter it. “If you see one with bright glowing eyes and hear that creepy-ass voice, it’s Harbinger! He’s the Reaper in charge of the organic assets of the Reapers!”

“Would’ve been nice to tell everyone before we arrived, sis!” Yola snarked as she blew up a group of the former Protheans.

“Well, sorry if I got too complacent with all of the fun sex!” I shouted back in frustration before another wave of Collectors swooped in. “Okay, that’s a lot of them. Hey Jack? Could you work that overwhelming biotic power like you did back on Purgatory?”

“Do you think the colonists mind if I destroy their shit?” Jack asked and I scoffed. “Right, won’t care if they die, won’t appreciate if they’re helped either. I know their fucked-ass-backwards lack of logic.” Jack put her pistol on her thigh holster and began to practically shine with blue biotic power. “Grah~! Fucking die you fucking cock-sucking cunt-sniffing-!” Jack ran out while screaming obscenities, the crashing and pulping of helpless Collectors and buildings ensued.

The irony of her litany of expletives easily describing herself wasn’t lost on me. It also didn’t inspire hope that she had much love for herself.

Anyway, while Jack was on that I began to wirelessly weave my way through the systems of the colony. Ah, I’m closer to the anti-ship batteries the Alliance was having installed. I can calibrate them, but they need power. It looks like Penny needs to-holy shit!

Those Doom Marines know how to make a scene when they fight. Their varied weapons are too exotic for the Collectors to have a hope of resisting. Their armor are also weapon platforms themselves. I can see why Penny likes them so much if they’re carrying that much firepower. She’s such a shameless hoplophile.

“Yola, you wirelessly calibrate the anti-ship batteries. Mordin, you call Penny and tell her that the batteries need the generator up and running ASAP if we want to potentially ground their ship. I’m going to hack into their ship. Jack-!”

“What is it you sexy bitch?!” Jack snarled as she looked at me with her eyes aglow.

“You keep up the good work!” I opened my omni, mostly for show, then began worming my way into the Collector ship. They don’t have cameras? How do they keep their ship secure? It kinda hurts trying to access those systems. I can’t understand what feedback it’s trying to provide. Oh shit, they’re former Protheans, what if the security system is organic and using Prothean gene-tech? Without a Cipher I can’t comprehend it! “Damn it, I’m just going to have to flail around blindly in their system then.”

“Direct Control Required!” Damn it, not now! “Nexus. It is still not too late. Return to us. The Cycle must continue.”

[It must end, you idiot!] I canted at it and the way the possessed Collector flinched told me that Harbinger could still understand cant even through an organic medium. While it was disoriented, I grabbed Yola and shoved her in the face of the drone being controlled. “Also, you see this shit?! She’s sexy and adorable, works well with organics and is mostly organic! I love her, you fucker!”

“Sis?! Why are you shoving my tits in it’s face?!” Yola demanded hysterically as she hooked her pistol under its chin and blasted it’s brains out.

“I’m getting sick of this Cycle shit. You are literally what they wanted to create with the Reapers and this idiot still wants the Cycle. I’m going to shove your perfect specimen tits in its face as much as I can.” I snarled before putting my sister down and noticing the large throng of bulbous shambling monsters approaching that Jack was running from while heavy anti-armor rounds fired from their mutated shoulders.

“I get you three are busy, but we have fucking ugly bastards coming in case you can’t see!” Jack shouted frantically, clearly distressed. I guess body horror is something she isn’t used to. Some of those crimes on her rap-sheet must be either fabricated or falsely accused.

“Scions! Aim for their tumors!” I shouted and we all proceeded to use precision pistol shots to pop the pulsing pustules propelling potent munitions. Once we negated their cannons, Jack was able to get in close and crush them with her power.

“What the fuck did they do to these guys?” Jack asked with her face turning a little green.

“What they did is provide proof. These are Husks, the same organic drones used by Sovereign. The Collectors just fucked up. We have evidence they’re allied with the Reapers now.” Yola said grimly as Mordin quickly examined one, took images and several other things as he muttered observations. Good work doc, with your analyses it will be easier to convince people to act.

“I don’t think they care if they’re throwing them at us by the dozen.” I huffed as Mordin continued his examination. Hot damn, we haven’t even moved from this plaza and they keep coming. I get that I’m a point of interest for Harbinger, but wow.

“Preliminary examination complete. I have enough conclusive data to match existing Husk examples retained by the STG for study. I would prefer to have more time for a proper dissection, however.” Mordin declared, only for me to hear even louder buzzing and I hissed through my teeth when a Praetorian landed.

“That’s going to have to wait, doc, because something made out of 10 Husks just arrived.” I stated before the Praetorian began to glow. “Oh, come on!”

“Direct Control Necessary! Nexus, the Cycle must continue. The current rate of Synthesis is not sufficient enough to prevent disaster.” Harbinger stated through the gestalt as it pounced on Jack, who struggled for a moment before launching it off of her while we peppered it with fire. “We will spare the Geth, for they have achieved Synthesis, but their creators and all organics must still be gathered and protected.”

“Then we will fight to protect them to the last!” Yola screamed furiously as we tried to keep Harbinger off of Jack, who was stuck running from the creature guided by the VI that understood Jack was the largest threat. It sucks that I can’t just shut it down, because I can’t comprehend the biological components. Sneaky bastards, all my processing power and it’s useless when it comes to entities that are mostly organic anyway.

Eventually, however, even a Praetorian has a limit. It collapsed after we perforated it with holes to the point it looked like moldy swiss cheese. However, it rapidly disintegrated and flaked away on the wind, leaving no trace. They probably don’t want us to have access to their higher-tier monstrosities. That was around the same time that the ship started taking off.