AN: Well here is the actual new chapter. Not much to say, other than that Atlantis canon is going to take a blow here...and that after this chapter it will pretty much go out the window. SG-1 will stay more or less the same though. Oh, and the only thing on the SW side of things in here is the ISD's at the beginning...Luke and co. aren't involved at all this time.
Milky Way Galaxy
Former Furling Empire
The Fortress (1)
June 30th 2004
Floating in deep space, undisturbed in the pristine Ion Nebula, was a massive space station. It resembled a giant open flower, with its five arms spread wide into the deep blue nebula. At fifty kilometers long, it was massive, though not quite as large as the Death Star I and nowhere near the Death Star II. Despite being un-occupied, lights were shining out from the arms, creating a bright spot in the brilliant nebula. But while it was mostly empty, three menacing white daggers cast a shadow on one of the arms. This was the fleet that had obliterated Horizon, and they had made the Furling space station, Fortress, their home.
But the ships were dark, the crew all in some form of stasis for the last seven thousand years. After destroying the final remnants of the Furling fleet, and forcing the Nox back to their homeworld, the Imperial ships had taken up residence in The Fortress. The space station having been abandoned to transfer ships and people to the Furling homeworld of Arcadia…not that it did the planet any good, since it was wiped out soon after Horizon. Once that was done the Imperials had taken the Furling stasis pods onboard the Fortress for themselves, and gone to sleep. And they had stayed that way, slumbering for seven thousand years.
Of course that didn't mean they hadn't set up some way of waking them if a Rebel ship appeared, or the Furlings regained spaceflight…
"There is a ship entering the nebula," one of the many droids on board the Imperial flagship, HIMS Fiend, reported.
"Rodger that, beginning thawing process on the Captain," the commander droid answered, pushing some buttons on his console, which activated the 'de-icing' process for the Fiend's commander.
After that was done, a flash of green light announced the arrival of the Commodore, since the Star Destroyers had been retrofitted with Furling transporters. After shaking his head slightly, the blonde man walked up to the droid and sent it off to wake up the rest of his crew.
"Report!" he barked out at the lower-ranked droid.
"An unidentified vessel has entered the nebula. Profile matches Goa'uld Ha'tak class mothership, sir!" the droid replied.
The Commodore nodded, and watched as his XO was beamed onto the bridge, turning to salute his Captain, "Welcome back to the world of the living, Captain Malen."
"It's good to see you too Commodore Kitar. If I may ask though, why did you wake us up?" Malen asked.
Kitar nodded and said, "It appears the Goa'uld have finally gotten over their fear of the Furlings and have sent a ship out to explore. Not a smart move on their part."
Malen chuckled slightly while more flashes of green light announced the arrival of the rest of the bridge crew, "No it isn't sir. Shall we head out and show them a reason to fear this area?"
"Of course, send a message to the Ravager and Destroyer first though, we won't be requiring their assistance, one Goa'uld vessel is no threat, even if we have been asleep for a long time," Kitar answered
Malen nodded and gave the order, at which point the massive dagger shaped vessel flew out from the Fortress, leaving the other two ISD's behind to guard it. It didn't take long to get a message from the Goa'uld vessel either…
"This is the territory of your god Ba'al! Surrender your vessels immediately and we may let you live to serve him!"
Kitar smiled at that message…they just gave him an excuse to test out his weapons, "Target the Ha'tak. Show no mercy…FIRE!"
With those words, a flurry of green turbolaser bolts shot out from the Fiend. The Goa'uld vessel's gold shield held out for a moment, before shattering like a mirror, the turbolaser fire soon obliterating the vessel. The Fiend coasted through the rubble, collecting any naquada they could find, since it powered the smaller reactors on board the Fortress. But it didn't notice the cloaked vessel hovering at the edge of its sensor range…the Tok'ra operative having quite the tale to tell once he cleared the nebula.
July 4th 2004
"Man, I wish we had some fireworks. It doesn't feel like the Fourth of July without them," John complained.
"Oh boo hoo, not everyone here is an American you know," Rodney shot back, busy working on a console.
"What is an 'American'? And what are fireworks?" Marek, the Alteran man who watched the recording on the first day asked.
John pointed at the flag on his uniform, "I'm an American. From the United States of America, one of the countries on Earth. And fireworks are a form of entertainment back home. On the Fourth of July we celebrate our independence from our former colonial masters, mostly through use of fireworks."
Marek nodded, even if he still didn't understand. But they were interrupted as a hologram of Thor appeared, the Asgard communicating from his vessel that still orbited Lantea.
"We have finished exploring a nearby world. The inhabitants are primitive, even by Earth's standards. But there is a ruined Alteran city nearby, and it may have a ZPM inside," Thor said, referring to a sparsely populated planet that was in Atlantis' address database.
John nodded, and tracked down Colonel Sumner, the two men setting about getting a team together. They gathered a dozen men and women from the UER contingent, leaving the Alteran's behind to continue refurbishing Atlantis. They watched as the Atlantis gate activated, and instead of the spinning chevrons indicative of a Milky Way 'gate, a blue light ran along the chevron symbols, stopping each time one was locked. And once the seventh was locked, the typical 'whoosh' announced the connection was established. The group then stepped through the Stargate, not knowing what awaited them on the other side.
July 4th 2004
As John and his group stepped out of the Stargate it was to find it in an isolated clearing with a nearby forest. It seemed like even in Pegasus the gates were set up a certain way. But it was dark out, so they couldn't see much in the distance.
"Spread out men! I want a perimeter set up ASAP!" Sumner barked out, the marines complying with typical precision, their M-16's and Mark 1 blasters held out in front of them. The later weapon being a homegrown version of the powerful Coruscan weapons Luke had donated to Earth. They also had highly advanced night-vision systems, so once the masks were put on it was easy to see the forest.
Soon enough, the lead elements of the scout group, led by John, came across the natives. A group of children ran out to the UER group, playing some sort of game. One of them was wearing a mask and chasing his brother. John almost shot them, the bright light from his blaster shocking the kids, who fell to the ground.
"Don't hurt us! We didn't do anything wrong!" one of them yelled up at John.
Said Major lowered his blaster, and watched as Sumner walked up to the group. He sighed heavily before saying, "I won't hurt you, okay?"
But before the kids could say anything, an older man ran out of the woods and shielded them with his body.
"Don't hurt them! They're only children!" the man yelled.
"Relax, we weren't going to hurt them," Sumner said, standing over the man.
"Okay…are you here to trade? I'm Halling by the way," the man, Halling, replied.
"Yes, we came to trade," John answered.
Halling nodded, "Teyla would want to meet you then. Follow me."
Sumner stared after the man, then at John who shrugged and followed Sumner after Halling. They walked into the village, Halling moving to the front, with Sumner and Ford in the middle, and John pulling up the rear with the kids.
"I noticed you have a problem with Major Sheppard sir…what's that about?" Ford asked.
Sumner glanced at him, "I don't have a problem with Sheppard. I have a problem with any soldier who doesn't follow the proper chain of command."
Ford nodded, and kept following Halling. Meanwhile, John was getting in a conversation with the kids.
"What's that mask you're wearing?" one of them asked.
"This? It let's you see in the dark, see?" John replied, handing it to the closer kid.
"Whoa! This is so cool!" the boy exclaimed, looking at the village through a green light.
"Let me see!" his brother protested before he got to look also, "Whoa! This is cool!"
John laughed lightly before taking his mask back. He also asked what mask the kid was wearing.
"It's a Wraith. I assumed you would know that," the kid answered, handing the mask over.
"This is a Wraith? Creepy looking," John, said, before they reached the village and he handed the mask back to the kids.
Halling led the group to a large hut in the center of the village, which had light shining out of its flap. As the group walked in, a woman stood up from the table. She had dark hair, and a very tan complexion. Though not quite as tall as the UER soldiers, something about the way she carried herself made an impression…somewhat like Weir back at Atlantis.
"They want to trade Teyla," Halling said, before moving to the side.
"Trade? Well I am Teyla Emmagan, the leader of my people," Teyla said, introducing herself.
"Colonel Marshall Sumner, this is Major Sheppard, and Lieutenant Ford," Sumner replied.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Colonel. Now, what is it you wanted?" Teyla asked.
"Just to trade some essential things," Sumner started before Teyla cut him off.
"We don't trade with strangers," the Athosian woman said.
"Well neither do we, but we don't have much choice in the matter," Sumner shot back.
As the two got into a glaring contest, John spoke up, "Well, how about we talk and become friends? Solves our problems easily enough."
Teyla nodded, "Our people drink a stout tea right before sunrise, to prepare ourselves for the coming day. Perhaps you would like to join us?"
"I love tea. See you know something about me already," John said with a smile.
Sumner just glared over his shoulder, while Ford stifled a laugh. Soon enough though, Sumner had a question to ask and he didn't care about the tea.
"We were told that there was an Alteran city nearby. Is that true?" the Colonel asked.
Teyla looked up at him, "If by 'Alteran' you mean the Ancestors then yes there is one of their cities across the river. But it has been a long-held belief among my people that if you enter the city the Wraith will come."
"Still, we have to ex…" Sumner started, before a startled cry came over his radio.
"The gates activating sir! We have three bogeys coming for the village now!"
Sumner shot towards the door, while the Athosians outside ran around panicking at the distinctive sound of Wraith Darts. The UER group heard the high-pitched screaming as well, and all of them took up some sort of firing position, ready and waiting.
"Run you fools! You can't take down a Wraith Dart!" Teyla yelled, before John pushed her down.
"Stay down, we can handle them," John said, deadly serious as he raised his M1 blaster.
With those words, the sky lit up as tracers from M-16's and red/blue blaster bolts flew across it. But through this murderous crossfire came the three Darts, their blue culling beams picking up fleeing Athosians, in a manner similar to an Asgard transporter.
Sumner jumped out from behind a tree and managed to hit the cockpit of one of the darts with his blaster, sending it spiraling out of control. But he failed to notice the second dart coming up from behind him.
"Colonel move out of the way!" John called out, Sumner turning around in time to see the blue beam approaching him.
But it was too late; the blue beam sucked the man up into the Wraith Dart, before it joined the other intact fighter in flying back to the Stargate.
As the shaken Athosians gathered up survivors, John helped Teyla to her feet.
"Come on, it isn't safe here anymore. Lieutenant, take Teyla and her people to the gate. Corporal White and I are going to explore that city and see if there are any ZPM's…and before you go, make sure you get the last address, we are going to need it," John ordered.
Ford nodded and started to lead the shaken Athosians off, even if a majority of them refused to leave…Teyla forced them to. For some reason she found herself trusting that the 'strangers' would help them. After all, she had never seen someone take down a Wraith Dart before.
As for John, he gathered up a Corporal and set off towards the riverbank, the newly rising sun giving them enough backlight to see the Alteran city. It was in ruins, and there was only one boat on the shore, but there was the chance the city might have a ZPM, and it was a chance they were willing to take. So the two men hopped in the boat and rowed across the small river, before jumping out and exploring the 'city'. But it was small, nowhere near the size of Atlantis, so it didn't take long to find the power room, which was nearly collapsed.
"Man this place is a wreck. Almost reminds me of the footage of Horizon my uncle sent me from the Liberty," Corporal White observed.
"I know…but this looks like the power room. So see if you can find a ZPM here," John ordered, heading for the central pedestal, which looked remarkably like the one back at Atlantis.
But it only had one slot for a ZPM, and it was missing its cover. But there was that familiar bright light shining up at the Major, which naturally got him excited. So he ran over to the pedestal and pulled at the light, removing a glowing ZPM. But it wasn't at full charge, even if it hadn't been powering anything it was still old.
"Found any other ones Corporal?" John called out.
"No luck sir! Looks like that is the only one!" White shouted back.
John nodded and tucked the ZPM in his bag before leaving the ruined city behind, heading back for the boat. The two men then headed for the Stargate, before heading through the glowing wormhole back to Atlantis.
"I hope you have a good explanation for this Major," Weir said, glaring at John.
"We couldn't just leave them behind, they were at the mercy of the Wraith," the Major protested.
"Still, we shouldn't have brought complete strangers into the city," Weir said, shaking her head.
"They aren't any threat. Besides, we are obligated to protect them from the Wraith," Marek said, having become the de-facto Alteran leader in Pegasus.
"I agree with Marek. We need to protect the Athosians from the Wraith," Thor said, projecting a hologram from orbit.
Weir sighed, "Okay then, the Athosians can stay. Did you at least find a ZPM in that city Major Sheppard?"
"Yes I did. I don't know how much charge it has though," John answered, pulling the crystal from his bag.
Marek examined it, "This ZPM has more than enough power for the shield. But it won't last for long against a concentrated attack; only three full ZPM's could do that. I'll take it down to the generator room now."
With that, the Alteran man left Weir's office, while Teyla walked in. The Athosian woman looked somewhat overwhelmed at everything around her though.
"This is the legendary City of the Ancestors isn't it?" Teyla asked.
Weir nodded, "Yes, this is Atlantis. I'm sorry, but now that you have seen the city we can't let you leave."
Teyla nodded, "I doubt my people would want to leave. This is the safest place in the galaxy from the Wraith."
"That's true. So have you met any of the resident Alterans yet?" John asked.
"Alterans? I don't know who they are," Teyla answered.
John sighed, "The Ancestors. They are the Alterans."
Teyla's jaw dropped, "You mean there are actual Ancestors here?"
"Yes, but only about one hundred. The rest of us are from another galaxy," John answered.
Teyla still looked a little overwhelmed, but Thor interrupted them, "Have you decided what you are going to do about Colonel Sumner?"
"What is that?" Teyla asked, not noticing Thor's shift in emotion.
"He is Thor, an Asgard. They are our greatest ally back home, and the only ones with a ship that was available to help us," Weir answered.
Teyla nodded and let the allies talk amongst themselves.
"We do have a plan. We are going to take one of those 'Puddle Jumpers' in the hanger and raid the planet," John answered.
"Puddle Jumper?" Weir asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Hey, Rodney wanted to call it a 'Gateship'. I like my name better," John protested.
"I have a better solution. The Daniel Jackson can reach this planet in minutes, and from what our Alteran allies have told us Wraith ships lack shields. So our transporter should work provided we can get a lock on the Colonel," Thor added.
Weir nodded, "That is a much safer plan. Go ahead Thor, and thank you."
The diminutive Asgard nodded, "Of course. It is only natural that we help our allies."
With those words, Thor vanished and the Daniel Jackson left orbit, heading for a nearby planet.
An hour later
"I thought Thor said it would only take a few minutes?" John asked worriedly from a Puddle Jumper cockpit.
"He did, so something must have gone wrong. Be ready Major, we may need to get you in the chair," Weir ordered.
"Why me? Can't one of the Alteran's do it? We need pilots in the Jumpers," John protested.
"Yes they could, but none of them know how to operate the drones. They could figure it out quickly enough, but their experts haven't arrived yet. So please, be ready," Weir replied.
"Hyperspace window just opened in orbit ma'am! It's Thor!" a Russian man on the sensors reported.
Weir let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding, "That's excellent news. Hail him, we need to know if the mission succeded."
With those words, a pod beamed down to the center of the gateroom, along with Thor himself. Inside the pod was an old man…barely recognizable as the Colonel.
"What happened to him?" Weir asked in shock.
"We arrived to late. The Wraith fed on Colonel Sumner, and we weren't able to save him. This is just his body, so you can bury him…the Wraith are awake now, and it is only a matter of time till they find Atlantis," Thor answered.
"But didn't you destroy their base?" Weir asked.
"It was a ship, a massive warship larger than even the Redemption. It lacked shields but our weapons could only do so much. In the end we were able to destroy it, but not before a message was sent off to the other Hives around the Galaxy," Thor replied.
Weir sighed heavily, "It's not your fault Thor. We need to get a message to Earth…maybe they can spare the Redemption from the hunt of the Imperials to help us here."
Thor nodded, "That is a wise choice. The Daniel Jackson is a science vessel, not a warship, we can not handle the entire Wraith Armada."
Weir nodded herself, "Well, I'll prep that message. General O'Neill is going not going to be happy."
AN: Well, what do you all think? As for the Asgard...I always felt that for being Earth's biggest ally they helped remarkably little. So expect the Asgard to have a bigger presence here than in Canon. And the ZPM...that is what I meant by SGA canon going out the window in this chapter. Again, let me know what you think...it helps.
1: Here is the note: Yes I realize what you are thinking...no Mass Effect is not in this story. I just like the design of the Citadel (minus the whole 'Reaper Mass Relay of Death' thing...). So don't expect to see the ME races in here.
SDNW5: Republic of Arcadia...Sweden in SPAAACE