Shepherd: Is that it? Those are the only things the Crucible can do?
Catalyst: Those are the only things you can do. Now, you must choose.
Shepherd (paragon persuade):
No, there has to be another option.
There’s always another option. You’re
a part of the Citadel, isn’t there anything you can do?
Catalyst: You have
already been offered a way to end this war.
Is that not enough?
Shepherd (PP): No it’s not! Every choice you offer destroys life or changes it without the will of the changed. This entire war, from Saren to this moment, I’ve fought for freedom, for the right of life to make its own decisions, not have
them imposed.
Catalyst: You fought to end the cycle. This is what I offer you.
Shepherd (PP): You said the Reapers are your solution, your tools – why can’t you give them an
order? Turn them off? Send them away?
Catalyst (pauses): It is . . . possible . . . but . . .
Shepherd (PP): But you’re scared. Afraid you’ll make the wrong choice. Afraid that you’ll fail in
your mission. If I make the choice, it wasn’t your decision, and the consequences aren’t your responsibility. That’s it, isn’t it.
Catalyst: You . . .have changed some of the variables. But the problem still exists. Synthetics and organics will war. Synthetics will destroy organics completely without the cycle leaving nothing behind. But I am no longer certain of the solution. I am . . . adrift.
Shepherd (PP): Do you need more variables? More data? Then take them.
(Shepherd activates his omni tool and, with the last of his strength, plunges it into the hologram.
Scenes flash of EDI on Luna, her evolution, friendship with Shepherd, relationship with Joker. Scenes flash of
the Geth, of Legion, of his sacrifice and the peace between the Geth and Quarians. The catalyst staggers back a
step.)
Shepherd: Do you see now? Organics and synthetics are not doomed to war. They can co-exist. They can make peace, if you allow them the chance to choose it.
Catalyst: I . . . understand. My assumptions may have been . . . incorrect.
Shepherd: Then let them go.
Catalyst: This is not a small thing you ask. So much has been done based on my solution. Mllions of civilizations harvested. Trillions of lives . . . trillions . . . so many . . .
(Pause. The catalyst turns around. The beam flickers and sparks fly)
I have readjusted the interface between the Citadel and the Crucible. The energy wave will now carry a signal, my
signal. It is a kill-switch for pure reaper codes only. I am not certain it will work, Shepherd, but I have
decided that the cycle should not continue. The discharge will still destroy this station, however, and damage the relays.
Shepherd: What about the people on the Citadel? There must be survivors!
Catalyst: I have already directed the Keepers to guide all Citadel survivors to escape transports. A few organic lives had never seemed important before. Now . . . I will save as many as I can.
Shepherd: Thank you . . . (weakly) thank you. (slumps to ground, goes on commlink) This is Commander Shepherd. The Crucible is about to fire. (Cut to scene of Joker and the Normandy crew listening) The Citadel will be destroyed. All ships clear the area around the Citadel. Repeat, all fleet vessels move away from the Citadel.
Catalyst: Shepherd, this area of the Citadel is isolated. Given your current condition, I do not believe you could reach safe transport in time. I am . . . sorry.
Shepherd: That’s OK. (coughs) Sometimes I feel like my life didn’t truly begin until the day I first stepped onto the Citadel. It's fitting that it ends here. (pause) Can you . . . stay with me?
Catalyst: Of course. (Sits down next to Shepherd. As the conversation continues the catalyst’s form gradually coalesces to the child from Shepherd’s dreams) You truly are a remarkable individual, Shepherd. Even though you fought synthetics, you still gave them the chance to truly live when the moment came. You let the Rachni live, gave the Krogan a chance to breed again. You are a soldier, and yet you sought peace even with those who were your enemies. Why?
Shepherd: I was just . . . tired. Tired of seeing people die. Tired of not being able to stop it.
Catalyst: But you did save many, Shepherd. (By this time, the vision and the voice has completely become the boy from Earth, and we are in Shepherd POV) You did the best you could. Get some rest, now. (screen fades white)
(Normandy bridge. Hackett is ordering all ships to clear the Citadel. Joker hesitates, and exchanges glances at the
others. He looks back to his screens, then at EDI. She gives a slight nod)
Joker (to others behind him): Grab onto something.
(He flicks a display to the right. The music shifts – think ME2 “Suicide Mission.” The Normandy dives towards the Citadel, dodging the battle still raging around them)
Hackett: Normandy, what are you doing? You are to retreat from the Citadel. That is a direct . . .
(Joker shuts off the comm)
Joker: There goes the promotion.
(The Normandy flies into the Citadel)
EDI: I have the Commander’s emergency beacon. On-screen.
Joker: This'll be tricky, I’m gonna need you, EDI
EDI: I’m here, Jeff
(The Normandy pulls up to the Catalyst’s platform. The ramp opens, and the squadmates leap out.)
Gareth: Normandy, we see him.
EDI (on comm): Be alert, I am reading Reaper synthetics closing in on the Commander's position.
(They race to Shepherd’s body. Liaria begins to work on him)
Kaidan/Ashley: How is he?
Liaria: Bad. We have to get him to medbay immediately, but I’m afraid of what moving him may do.
(Husks begin to swarm to the platform, climbing up over the sides. At the same moment, the Crucible
begins to power up. Explosions, electrical discharges, pieces of the citadel begin to come down)
Vega: No time for careful. (He picks up Shepherd in a fireman’s carry) Let’s go!
(They run back to the Normandy, as the Citadel begins to come apart. The Reaper troops pursue,
and the squad members fight desperately as they run. They board just ahead of the horde. Scene shifts back to Joker.)
Kaidan/Ashley (over comm): We’ve got him, Joker. Go, go!!
(Joker pilots the Normandy out. Scene pulls back, and we see the Crucible fire a white light, accompanied by the “Reaper noise.” It hits the relay, and things proceed as usual. The beam then backfires into the Citadel, which
explodes. Joker is frantically piloting the Normandy, trying to get clear of the blast wave. Scene blacks out.)
(The screen comes up white, slowly fades into color. We see the Normandy doctor’s face from
Shepherd’s POV, on the left, and then on the right the Love Interest. We see Shepherd slowly sit up, heavily
bandaged, bloodied and bruised.)
Shepherd (voiceover): In the end, I missed it. I didn’t see what we had fought so hard to win. The others told me, though.
(Scene shifts to the sequences where the light flows over Earth and the various species’ homeworlds. Reapers and husks simply drop, as if a switch was thrown, as the defenders celebrate).
They told me how the Catalyst’s signal spread across the galaxy, how the last defenders found themselves delivered from destruction into salvation. How in an instant we went from having no future, to having a second chance.
(Scene shifts to the Normandy Memorial. The crew is gathered, and Shepherd, still bandaged and wounded, holds Captain Anderson’s plaque in his hands, then places it on the Memorial.)
But it was a chance that came at a cost . . . (flash to the faces of the dead, beginning with Anderson, then Thane, Mordin, Legion, etc., until ending with Kaiden/Ashley from ME1) . . . so many who paid the highest of price. We have to prove that the Catalyst was right to end the cycle. We have to show that we can build a lasting peace between all life in the galaxy, regardless of form, regardless of origin, and without the Reaper threat. We owe the lost nothing less.
(Shepherd looks out the Normandy windows at Earth, still burning in large areas. As the VO continues, his/her love interest walks up next to him/her. They trade a look, and Shepherd puts an arm around him/her. The rest of the crew
moves up alongside, and they look out the windows. The scene is reminiscent of the beginning of ME1, only Shepherd now stands with his friends instead of alone.)
And I will be there along the way, working to repair, to rebuild, to raise up. Watching over the peace we
have begun, guarding it against all threats. Doing everything I can to honor the sacrifice of so many. I
owe them nothing less.
END
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