--> We’ve
hit a Cerberus research base. They’re studying Reaper tech in
earnest. Despite playing into the Reaper’s hands at almost every
opportunity, despite captured intel on “integration” of their
personnel, it appears that Cerberus is not directly allied with or
under the control of the Reapers. It’s still possible that the
Reapers are influencing them without their knowledge.
Besides
detailed diagnostics on volatile Reaper tech, the base's databanks
also held, among other things, significant intel on the nature,
composition, and dispersal of Reaper forces. This information should
prove quite valuable.
Admiral
Hackett has a certain cruel pragmatism to him. Due to the advantages
of Reaper technology and the hazards entailed in studying it, Hackett
ordered us to leave the research base intact, bugging the systems
rather than blow everything up. Cerberus will continue studying
Reaper technology, and we will learn everything they do with none the
associated risk. Clever plan. Brutal, but clever.
Now
that we've a small breathing space, I can spare Councillor Valern his
requested time to look into Udina's dirty laundry. Bloody waste of
time.
At
least this gives me the opportunity to visit Ashley. She should be
almost back to normal now, and if I know her, chaffing at the bit to
get back in action. There's Reapers out there that need killing, and
she's been stuck on the Citadel with nothing to shoot at but targets
in a gun range.
--> Emergency.
The Citadel is under attack by Cerberus forces. There’s no signs
of ship combat, only infantry. They completely bypassed perimeter
defences. Both their purpose and means of entry are unknown. C-Sec
is in disarray and the Council uncounted for.
All
official channels are scrambled, but we’ve got radio contact with
Thane. The terminally ill Drell is out and fighting Cerberus. He
lost sight of Ashley; she eluded his care and ran off to protect the
Council.
Thane
Krios, the best assassin in the Galaxy, lost Ashley. She’s good.
The
team's ready. We’re going in.
--> Situation
secure: the Citadel is cleansed of Cerberus infestation and the
Council is safe; minus one half-witted numbskull of an idiot. Turns
out Valern was right to be concerned about that gormless skunk Udina:
he was the one responsible for smuggling Cerberus in. Without him,
Cerberus would never have gotten past the patrol fleet. I’d have
far rather taken him alive, but he panicked when confronted, and
moved to shoot the Asari Councillor; a fatal mistake.
And
here I’d thought Valern was making mountains out of molehills about
Udina’s back-room dealings. It seems fairly obvious in hindsight
what he was doing this for: he'd appealed for aid to retake Earth,
and been overruled by the rest of the Council. So, to save Humanity,
Udina sought to use Cerberus as means to stage a coup. With the
Citadel under his control, he’d have launched an immediate
joint-species attack on the Reaper forces occupying Earth.
This
demonstrates not only foolish desperation, but complete disregard for
the decided strategy of Alliance military. If we were to move on
Earth sooner rather than later, the time has long passed. All
large-scale resistance on Earth has been wiped out; all that’s left
is a mobile network of commandos under Anderson’s command carrying
out guerilla style hit-and-run strikes against the Reapers, doing as
much damage as they can to local reaper detachments before scrambling
to evade the retaliatory Reaper bombardment. To retake Earth now
will require us to finish the Crucible, and attack with the combined
power of all fleets at once. Even with a successful coup, Udina
would not have control of all fleets. He would have spent the bulk
of our forces prematurely in an almost certainly disastrous attack
that would only deplete our strength and all but guarantee our
eventual defeat.
I
strongly suspect that, had he succeeded in the attempted coup, Udina
would have found himself just as quickly thrown aside, having been
but an unwitting and convenient puppet for Cerberus (assuming they
even let him live). I don’t think Udina meant for things to get
out of hand as they did. I suspect his idea was to capture and take
the other Councillors prisoner, secretly if possible, or to be killed
if necessary. It seems highly unlikely that flooding the streets of
the Citadel with Cerberus assault troopers, shooting civilians and
C-Sec alike, was actually part of his plan: he was clearly not in
control of the situation as he’d thought. Deal with the Devil, pay
the price.
More
people than Udina paid a price today. A lot of civilians died at
Cerberus' hands, and a not-inconsiderable portion of C-Sec died
trying to defend them. Thane too is now numbered among the dead.
He
was stabbed while defending the Salarian Councillor from a Cerberus
assassin. The doctors did what they could for him, but the blood
loss combined with his illness rendered all treatments moot. Thane
died in peace, his son at his side. He died a hero’s death, having
spent his life to save another. His passing was soon to come anyway,
and the Cerberus attack afforded him the opportunity to die nobly.
Thane
spent the last years of his life trying to wipe out the red in his
ledger, to counterbalance the sins of his past as an indiscriminate
killer for hire. I trust his efforts to achieve redemption were not
in vain, that whatever gods he worshipped, the God of mercy will
smile kindly upon his contrite soul.
The
assassin who spearheaded the attack, the one who killed Thane, is
well known to Anderson. Kai Leng, ex Alliance, achieved N7
designation, top performance record, evaded disciplinary action for
theft on account of excellence of service, eventually was
dishonourably discharged and imprisoned for murder. Cerberus broke
him out of prison, and he became an augmented agent of the Illusive
Man. Anderson thought he’d killed Leng on one occasion, only for
him to return with cybernetic implants. This is one tough bastard,
and likely only failed to kill the Councillors through miscalculation
born of hubris. We haven’t seen the last of him.
Things
were tense, to say the least, when we cornered Udina. With C-Sec in
disarray and scrambling to remember up from down, Ashley had swooped
in, effectively neutering Udina’s immediate plans by whisking him
and the Turian and Asari Councillors out of immediate danger and
rushing them to a shuttle. But the shuttle was disabled, and my team
found them grounded and cornered.
I
admit it looked pretty suspicious. Cerberus attacking the Citadel,
clearly with inside aid, and me, the soldier who had worked with
Cerberus, pointing a gun at a Citadel Councillor.
My
mind stayed low, refusing to acknowledge the fact that Ashley and I
were one twitchy finger away from killing each other. Udina loudly
insisted that that I was the traitor working with Cerberus, then
immediately [without meaning to] defended me by declaring that my
accusations of him being the traitor were outrageous and without
proof, as always. I couldn’t have said it better myself. For
years, I issued warnings that our superiors ignored, and Ashley had
been right by my side through most of that.
Ashley
took a risk and chose to trust me, then turned to arrest Udina.
That’s when he panicked and got himself shot.
Despite
the narrow cliff edge we passed, I’m glad the issue of Cerberus,
the mountain of doubt between me and Ashley, came to a head. Until
it had been truly tested, that matter, even if shelved and suspended,
would always have been an unspoken wall between us. The worst that
could occur was made an immediate possibility; everything hung in the
balance. When it came down to it, when everyone's life hung on her
decision, Ashley chose to believe in me, and her trust was proven
justified. It is a debt I will always owe her.
Cerberus
really shot themselves in the foot with this attack. They bungled
their seizure of the Citadel, and instead accidentally did the
Alliance a favour. Such a sudden and dangerous attack upon their
impregnable fortress, so nearly successful, has shaken the Council.
The Asari have begun sending scientists to assist in the Crucible,
and have promised us their fleets when we launch it, including the
Destiny Ascension. A powerful symbol, that beautiful ship. Despite
its heavy armaments, its effect on morale may be even greater than
its tactical impact.
Ashley
has been medically cleared for duty. She has officially, and
unofficially, requested reassignment aboard the Normandy. Ashley's
been missed, and not just by me. I don't think there's a single
member of the crew, from Garrus and Liara to Adams and Chakwas, that
won't be happy to see Lieutenant Commander Williams back in action with
us.
It
means more than I can say to once more have her by my side, without
doubt, without complications. The air is clear now. We are free.
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