A dark figure stood in an isolated room. He appears restless. His right hand moved towards his waist, searching for the handgun that is mysteriously absent and he realizes he is not alone.
: You have ten seconds to tell me what is going on here.
: Or what? You'll collar grab me? Shoot me? Kill off another alien species? Make the necessary sacrifices to save the galaxy?
: You know what I can do, now start talking! *collar grabs*
His hand merely passed through the figure.
: Extreme One, I am the Codex. I've watched you. Studied your nature and despaired at your extremities as well as your lack of consequences from your choices...
: What do you mean? Humanity took a step forward from my decisions. I've made hard choices like the Rachni and don't forget the Council's fate...
: SILENCE! And watch...
The Extreme Incarnation turned around to see a familiar scene...
: Eden Prime ? What of it? I was there. I found the beacon. I did whatever I could...
He stopped as the scene changes to another familiar encounter with a major difference. He wasn't there.
Cole : We're not hurting anybody! Hell, most of the time, I don't even know what's in the packages. I just thought there might be something we could use.
: He's lying, he's a smuggler's aid. A little threatening and he gave me a bit more than a pistol.
Cole : Yeah, there's one more thing. I was going to sell it after this was over. But you probably deserve it more than I do.
: Sounds as if she's begging them for more freebies. Pathetic. I doubt she could get the smugger contact's name out of him. Too soft.
Ashley : Who's your contact at the spaceport, Cole? What's his name?
Shepard : He might have something to do with this whole attack, Cole. We need his name. It's important.
Cole : Yeah, okay. You're right. His name's Powell. Works the docks at the spaceport. If he's still alive.
: HEY CODEX, ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL ME SOMETHING?
: ...
: Are you trying to tell me that no matter how I handled it, it'll turn out the same?
: *smiles* You are learning.
: Bullshit. Roffles. Game over, man!
: Not all choices lead to the same end, yet one cannot help but feel some choices you've made...whether you rely on threats of violence or calming influence, would lead to exactly the same thing. As I've shown you just now. And about to do so again.
Powell : My supervisor's dead. The entire crew's dead. It doesn't matter now, does it.
Shepard : Anything hidden nearby that we could use against the geth?
Powell : A shipment of grenades came through last week. Nobody notices if a small pieces go missing from the military orders.
Ashley : You greedy son of a bitch! We're out here trying to protect your sorry ass and all you can think about is how you can rip us off?!
Powell : I never thought you'd actually need those grenades! Who'd want to attack Eden Prime? We're just a bunch of farmers! How was I supposed to know?
Shepard : Forget about him, Williams. He's not worth it.
Ashley : You're luck the Commander's here, Powell. Hand over those grenades.
: OK, so is she going to give him a blow job or something? Cause I showed him the barrel of my shotgun and he cooperated.
: No way in hell that'll work...There's just no way it'll lead to the same...
: God-fucking-dammit. This is..impossible! It's a trick! It's like I was given fake choices.
Powell : Take it. I don't need it. I didn't want anyone to get hurt. Really. I'm sorry.
Familiar scenes flashed on screen. Saren commanding the geth to set up the bomb, him activating the beacon. And Shepard's timely arrival to defuse the bombs.
Meanwhile, the Extreme Incarnation is having a hard time dealing with this revelation. History is repeating itself, no matter what path this Shepard takes, it's the same path he had walked. Does that mean Wrex would betray her as well? Will she be forced to sacrifice either Kaidan or Ashley in Virmire, too? He balled his hands into a fist and aimed at whatever he could strike at. And pummel the floor he did.
: Motherfucking extreme choices *wham* ...lead to the same..motherfucking end? *wham*
Satisfied, he looked up at his female counterpart standing before the beacon much like himself that day. He knew what would happen. Ashley would fuck up. And he,...
she would have to save the day.
: Wait...something's...
different.
: Whoa. Codex, we need to talk...