02-21-2021, 06:44 AM - Word count:
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Harbinger’s new appearance: http://orig01.deviantart.net/3f47/f/2012...4u31kx.jpg
EDIT: Shepard is now FemShep on request of the Itty Bitty Pretty Battleship Kitty.
Jane Shepard stepped up to the gigantic, glowing hologram of the Reaper starship that had appeared over a landing pad.
“SHEPARD.” The thing spoke. The hologram flashed brighter when it spoke in the deep, malevolent tone inherent to all Reapers. “YOU HAVE BECOME AN ANNOYANCE.”
Shepard said nothing. She just kept walking.
Undeterred, the Reaper continued on. “YOU FIGHT AGAINST INEVITABILITY. DUST STRUGGLING AGAINST COSMIC WINDS. THIS SEEMS A VICTORY TO YOU. A STAR SYSTEM SACRIFICED.”
Shepard still paid the thing no mind, any more than she normally did for the purposes of situational awareness anyways. The Reaper’s hologram might as well have been a part of the asteroid for all she cared.
“BUT EVEN NOW, YOUR GREATEST CIVILIZATIONS ARE DOOMED TO FALL.”
Shepard twitched her head to the side. That… that was a step too far. She clenched her fists together, stopped walking forwards, and finally actually looked at the transparent reaper.
“YOUR LEADERS WILL BEG TO SERVE US.” The damned starship actually sounded smug about that.
“Maybe you’re right, maybe we can’t win this,” Shepard admitted. Almost to herself. “But we’ll fight you regardless.”
She started to walk towards the hologram again, resolutely staring the malevolent starship down. And she began to list some things the Reaper probably wouldn’t like to hear. “Just like we did Sovereign. Just like I’m doing now. However ‘insignificant’ we might be, we will fight. We will sacrifice and we will find a way. That’s what humans do.”
The Reaper really didn’t like that. “KNOW THIS AS YOU DIE IN VAIN. YOUR TIME WILL COME. YOUR SPECIES, WILL-”
Whatever it was going to say cut off as the hologram flickered out of existence.
Shepard blinked.
She blinked again.
She took a look around the asteroid, then glanced back at the place the hologram previously hovered. “Will… what?” she asked. The soldier was getting the distinct impression that the Reaper hadn’t meant to do that… so something else was going on.
Suddenly the hologram flickered back on and the Reaper continued like nothing had occurred.
Only… it wasn’t a Reaper anymore.
Not really.
The hologram hovering before Shepard now displayed the image of a human girl. She was fairly attractive, with medium length blonde hair and a decent figure. She seemed to be wearing a jumpsuit of some kind with a glowing, rotating amulet-reactor-weapons port hybrid on the front, nestled above her bust, and the back half of the Reaper that was previously talking to Shepard stuck out of her back like a crab’s shell. The large arm-like tentacles that previously extended out of the place the Reaper’s eyes used to be now wrapped around her waist and hips. They were much shorter and bared her toned, jumpsuited stomach to the world. Her legs were completely bare below the bottom of the leotard that her jumpsuit morphed into.
Shepard couldn’t believe her eyes.
And the Reaper… or, woman? just kept going with no acknowledgement of her change. Her voice still sounded powerful, but had shifted far up into an entirely different octave. If Shepard didn’t know better… she might even call the certainly malevolent being... cute.
The clear blush on the Reaper’s humanized cheeks did nothing to help her avoid that thought.
“YOUR SPECIES WILL FALL. PREPARE YOURSELF-” she stuttered, her blush deepened, and she seemed to catch herself once again. “YOURSELVES, FOR MY-” and once more, “-THE! ARRIVAL!”
Her rapidly deepening blush vanished just as fast as her hologram had.
Shepard just stood there on the asteroid she had directed into the Mass Relay. She stared at the spot where the Reaper once hovered, and then after whatever glitch affected it, stood. Like a human girl would.
…
Shepard had seen a lot in her life. Mindoir, Batarians, Cerberus, The Collectors. Good Geth, bad Geth, evil brainwashing technology and even the inside of a few Asari’s heads.
This… she literally had no idea what to think about it.
“Okay, what just happened?” she asked out loud.
Did the Reaper’s hologram get hacked?
...Could Reapers even be hacked?
That had to be what had happened, right? It’s not like the Reaper suddenly turned into some human girl-Reaper hybrid with no logical reason or possible way for it to occur in the first place.
And yes, the change confused Shepard, but it didn’t decrease her combat effectiveness or her will to fight the Reapers. The possibility that the Reaper had changed its holographic appearance to mess with her was firmly out. Maybe if it had picked a little kid... Shepard knew that was one of her weaknesses. A reminder of what she could never have, courtesy of a few Batarians that no longer existed.
An, admittedly adorable, but still quite mature woman? No. She would kick a woman’s ass same as a man’s any day of the week. Even if she did like looking at the former quite a bit more than the latter.
“Commander Shepard, Normandy inbound for pickup,” Joker’s voice cut in over her comms.
Shepard instantly put the thought of what had happened to the back of her mind in order to focus on what she needed to do. “Roger that.”
A bit of parkour and a flying leap later, Shepard boarded the Normandy. She had enough time to get to the cockpit and order Joker to jump into FTL before the Mass Relay would be hit by an asteroid, causing the entire system to go up.
But it was close. Way closer than she would’ve liked. They could feel the shockwave even in FTL, and Joker had to do quite a lot of piloting gymnastics to keep the Normandy from spinning out of control.
And all because of that Reaper… Did it change its appearance to try and kill her and everyone on the Normandy? It did almost happen, most likely as a result of her slight confusion at the change.
Regardless, something strange had happened. That she was sure of. And she needed to report it to the Admiral.
Even if she ended up sounding totally crazy.
Heh, what did she know? Maybe she was starting to fall to some kind of Indoctrination. Or something similar. Seeing Reapers as cute women hadn’t really ever been reported by those indoctrinated… but it was better to be safe than sorry.
What she did know was that the thought of the machine of death’s drastically altered appearance would haunt her dreams that night. She was unsure just which kind of dreams they would be, though.
Harbinger’s new appearance: http://orig01.deviantart.net/3f47/f/2012...4u31kx.jpg
EDIT: Shepard is now FemShep on request of the Itty Bitty Pretty Battleship Kitty.
The Harbinger of Love
Chapter 1
Diversion
Jane Shepard stepped up to the gigantic, glowing hologram of the Reaper starship that had appeared over a landing pad.
“SHEPARD.” The thing spoke. The hologram flashed brighter when it spoke in the deep, malevolent tone inherent to all Reapers. “YOU HAVE BECOME AN ANNOYANCE.”
Shepard said nothing. She just kept walking.
Undeterred, the Reaper continued on. “YOU FIGHT AGAINST INEVITABILITY. DUST STRUGGLING AGAINST COSMIC WINDS. THIS SEEMS A VICTORY TO YOU. A STAR SYSTEM SACRIFICED.”
Shepard still paid the thing no mind, any more than she normally did for the purposes of situational awareness anyways. The Reaper’s hologram might as well have been a part of the asteroid for all she cared.
“BUT EVEN NOW, YOUR GREATEST CIVILIZATIONS ARE DOOMED TO FALL.”
Shepard twitched her head to the side. That… that was a step too far. She clenched her fists together, stopped walking forwards, and finally actually looked at the transparent reaper.
“YOUR LEADERS WILL BEG TO SERVE US.” The damned starship actually sounded smug about that.
“Maybe you’re right, maybe we can’t win this,” Shepard admitted. Almost to herself. “But we’ll fight you regardless.”
She started to walk towards the hologram again, resolutely staring the malevolent starship down. And she began to list some things the Reaper probably wouldn’t like to hear. “Just like we did Sovereign. Just like I’m doing now. However ‘insignificant’ we might be, we will fight. We will sacrifice and we will find a way. That’s what humans do.”
The Reaper really didn’t like that. “KNOW THIS AS YOU DIE IN VAIN. YOUR TIME WILL COME. YOUR SPECIES, WILL-”
Whatever it was going to say cut off as the hologram flickered out of existence.
Shepard blinked.
She blinked again.
She took a look around the asteroid, then glanced back at the place the hologram previously hovered. “Will… what?” she asked. The soldier was getting the distinct impression that the Reaper hadn’t meant to do that… so something else was going on.
Suddenly the hologram flickered back on and the Reaper continued like nothing had occurred.
Only… it wasn’t a Reaper anymore.
Not really.
The hologram hovering before Shepard now displayed the image of a human girl. She was fairly attractive, with medium length blonde hair and a decent figure. She seemed to be wearing a jumpsuit of some kind with a glowing, rotating amulet-reactor-weapons port hybrid on the front, nestled above her bust, and the back half of the Reaper that was previously talking to Shepard stuck out of her back like a crab’s shell. The large arm-like tentacles that previously extended out of the place the Reaper’s eyes used to be now wrapped around her waist and hips. They were much shorter and bared her toned, jumpsuited stomach to the world. Her legs were completely bare below the bottom of the leotard that her jumpsuit morphed into.
Shepard couldn’t believe her eyes.
And the Reaper… or, woman? just kept going with no acknowledgement of her change. Her voice still sounded powerful, but had shifted far up into an entirely different octave. If Shepard didn’t know better… she might even call the certainly malevolent being... cute.
The clear blush on the Reaper’s humanized cheeks did nothing to help her avoid that thought.
“YOUR SPECIES WILL FALL. PREPARE YOURSELF-” she stuttered, her blush deepened, and she seemed to catch herself once again. “YOURSELVES, FOR MY-” and once more, “-THE! ARRIVAL!”
Her rapidly deepening blush vanished just as fast as her hologram had.
Shepard just stood there on the asteroid she had directed into the Mass Relay. She stared at the spot where the Reaper once hovered, and then after whatever glitch affected it, stood. Like a human girl would.
…
Shepard had seen a lot in her life. Mindoir, Batarians, Cerberus, The Collectors. Good Geth, bad Geth, evil brainwashing technology and even the inside of a few Asari’s heads.
This… she literally had no idea what to think about it.
“Okay, what just happened?” she asked out loud.
Did the Reaper’s hologram get hacked?
...Could Reapers even be hacked?
That had to be what had happened, right? It’s not like the Reaper suddenly turned into some human girl-Reaper hybrid with no logical reason or possible way for it to occur in the first place.
And yes, the change confused Shepard, but it didn’t decrease her combat effectiveness or her will to fight the Reapers. The possibility that the Reaper had changed its holographic appearance to mess with her was firmly out. Maybe if it had picked a little kid... Shepard knew that was one of her weaknesses. A reminder of what she could never have, courtesy of a few Batarians that no longer existed.
An, admittedly adorable, but still quite mature woman? No. She would kick a woman’s ass same as a man’s any day of the week. Even if she did like looking at the former quite a bit more than the latter.
“Commander Shepard, Normandy inbound for pickup,” Joker’s voice cut in over her comms.
Shepard instantly put the thought of what had happened to the back of her mind in order to focus on what she needed to do. “Roger that.”
A bit of parkour and a flying leap later, Shepard boarded the Normandy. She had enough time to get to the cockpit and order Joker to jump into FTL before the Mass Relay would be hit by an asteroid, causing the entire system to go up.
But it was close. Way closer than she would’ve liked. They could feel the shockwave even in FTL, and Joker had to do quite a lot of piloting gymnastics to keep the Normandy from spinning out of control.
And all because of that Reaper… Did it change its appearance to try and kill her and everyone on the Normandy? It did almost happen, most likely as a result of her slight confusion at the change.
Regardless, something strange had happened. That she was sure of. And she needed to report it to the Admiral.
Even if she ended up sounding totally crazy.
Heh, what did she know? Maybe she was starting to fall to some kind of Indoctrination. Or something similar. Seeing Reapers as cute women hadn’t really ever been reported by those indoctrinated… but it was better to be safe than sorry.
What she did know was that the thought of the machine of death’s drastically altered appearance would haunt her dreams that night. She was unsure just which kind of dreams they would be, though.
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