The Battle of Gorgon, the prelude. The multicolored stellar gas parts like water for the Eris as it emerged from the Mass Relay system. The interstellar gas covered the vessel, immediately covering it up from view. There were many stars hidden within the gas, giving it an almost ethereal glow. Meridian West sat at the controls of the Eris, navigating it through the gas to reach a safe point to activate the FTL drive. She's grown far more comfortable with the ship over the recent weeks of being at the control. The lights were all green and nothing appeared out of the ordinary on the horizon. If Jarvis detected any problems, he didn't tell her about it. That was good thing for now. That was a good thing, right? Meridian. I've waited for you. Never in her life had Eri heard something like that. It was like a voice, but it wasn't. That voice, or whatever it was, it was almost beyond comprehension. It was quiet and loud. Soft and harsh. Harsh yet caring. It felt like the universe itself was talking to her. Her biotics flared to life around her as she inspected her surroundings. Probably on instinct, she called out for Aashe, in case it was some sort of joke. Only silence greeted her call. I am the hole in things. The forerunner of your extinction. Eri jumped as Jarvis spoke to Eri over the intercom system. She almost destroyed the half the bridge in one blast, but barely contained herself. "How may I help you, Ms. West?"