Alger Birkhead

Alger Birkhead was assigned to the the batarian front of the human domination mission. His duty was to subjugate the entire barbarian race to humanity. So that may be if use when humanity stood against the reapers. Honestly Alger didn't really see the point in it as the batarians weren't that powerful of a people.

As far as Alger was concerned the batarians had only shown to be good as thugs in criminal syndicates. Hell the only time they'd ever been a threat to humanity was when they pooled all their money into a single pirate fleet and raided a colonial capital that bordered their home system. Though the counter attack had been so fierce from the earth federation that they'd never done it again and had become hermits in their little part of the galaxy.

So yea the species used as low level thugs in gangs through out the galaxy didn't seem to him like a proper war potential. Especially as they had limited time and resources which they could be using on more powerfull species that could be be a better return on investment. But it wasn't up to him so he did his duty and went into the border zone of humanity colonies that the batarians raided from time to time.

Alger had come to this border area with a small fleet the size of which that was a small patrol fleet as to not draw too much attention from any eyes of the alliance. As he was to take the batarians under humanity hopefully without drawing the wrath of the alliance council and if he could they batarians should be subjugated without the alliance ever being aware of the change in the batarians leadership.

Though in order to accomplish his task his small fleet of a few smaller patrol ships were far more advanced than ships of their class would be. In fact his personal flag ship had an advanced lab for research into how to best adjust batarians for their new position in the galaxy. Alger brought up the local map from the command deck trying to to figure out where their target was.

As Alger looked at his map of the local system trying to figure out where who he was looking for was he heard a call over the comms. " Sir the fleet's advance scout ship has picked up our target." The comms officer said through his comms link startling him with how quick it was considering they hadn't been in the system that long.

Though Alger supposed he shouldn't be too surprised as this was an advanced fleet with the lastest in equipment. Which was vastly different than the usual patrol ships that wouldn't have half the range of the sensors his regular ship were equipped with much less the ones on the advance scout ship that has found their target so quickly.

"Well you have your target then transfer the coordinates to the rest of the fleet and we will began pursuit." Alger said with a firm tone over the speaker as the comms officer responded with a yes sir before the fleet turned as one and rocketed towards their target. A dozen small patrol cruisers racing across the stars towardw their query.

For a while Alger just stared at the map as he felt the rumble of his ships engines beneath his feet. He was contemplating to himself considering what he would have to do to assure the survival of the human race and the fact he would have to do horrible things and his prize for doing such atrociotious acts in the name of mankind was to be able to bring back for his trouble would be the batarians.

" The universe most be laughing at me. I'm going to be haunted by war crimes probably for the rest of my life just to get the four eye wannabe failed mob bosses to soak up blaster fire." Alger said to himself before letting out a mocking laughter at the absurdity of having the need to demand an apology from the batarians for being a horrible war prize.