The Asgard Conundrum - Page 13

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satnamboll SFM Nugget Realname: Satnam Join Date: May 2006 Posts: 123 Downloads: 0 Uploads: 0	The Asgard Conundrum The prior had been chanting, for nigh on 12 hours. The robes kept him warm, and he longed to return home, to be amongst his people. But the gods called him to duty, and he would ensure that these unbelievers would either convert, or be put to the sword. Evil could not be allowed to exist, no matter... Click here to read the entire article

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By satnamboll on 09-06-2008, 04:46 PM

The gate had deactivated behind them, and they finally stopped to rest. Three straight gate trips to unused addresses. And no sign of pursuit. The infirm were grateful, at the rest. They had been moving for almost thirty minutes. The sentry devices had been carrying some vital equipment, and this was used to help the wounded. The rest created a perimeter around the gate and the team.
Carter was sitting down, drinking some water. She had checked everybody else out, made sure all injuries had been attended to, and spoke to some of the troops. Afterwards, she had checked out the sentries, and surprisingly, they were working out okay. Some scratches, hiccups in their systems, but nothing that couldn’t be repaired.
She was wondering what had happened to the sergeant. She figured she would find out later. As she put her bottle of water down, the tablet began to vibrate. She took it out, and checked the screen, which indicated that a message had been sent to her. She checked it out; “Look to the skies”.
At once, she got up, and prepared to flick the devices into sentry mode again. The other marines took note of her hasty rise, and prepared their weapons, just in case. As carter looked above, she could see the clouds change formation, colour and the light levels decreased. She knew of only one race who did this; the Asgard. She figured it was Forseti, and it was at that moment, that an Asgard warship dropped from the heavens. Such drama queens!
She smiled as she told the others to lower their weapons. As she moved forward, a number of beam outs took place. The marines who had been there to protect Forseti had been beamed down, in a circle formation, and the last one to beam in was Forseti himself. As the Asgard ship hung in the air, the atmosphere went back to the way it was before manipulation.
She walked over to Forseti, and as she did so, the marines moved away. “Is all that drama really necessary?” she pointed to the lingering clouds.
“When making an entrance, it is always best to do so properly.” He moved another stone on the chair, and the Asgard ship disappeared.
“You’ve installed a cloak?” she queried.
“The ship has been phased. It will not trouble anybody. Now, I must debrief you.”
“Technically you have to be a member of the SGC chain of command to do so, and my superior officer.”
“Well, I confess that I do not know the full intricacies of the USAF chain of command, but I am sure that by proposing this mission, and general Landry having accepted the mission, I was in charge. Could I be wrong?” he looked at her, with his large, black eyes.
She smirked. “Alright, I’ll bite. Let’s get this over with.”
“The transport network was in remarkable condition. There were no signs of deterioration at all, and no failures that I could detect. It was in perfect working order.”
“Okay. Keep going.”
“The device you connected was able to determine the complete status of the network. It was planet wide.”
“The power requirements must be immense. Were you able to get any readings on the power generators?”
“No. I did, however, manage to download the reactor specifications and designs. They are smaller versions of the naquadah generators that the SGC has, though they had a much larger number of them, inserted at key points throughout the network. This removed the need for a central reactor base, and improved resilience. This is ring transportation taken to the next level. Far more efficient, more powerful and a greater range than anything else, including Asgard beaming technology. It has all been downloaded to the device itself. You may access it whenever you have time.”
“Thanks. Anything on Sergeant Matthew's? I just want to make sure that he is okay.”
Forseti stood quietly for a moment, before responding. “It is with sincere regret and deep sadness, that I must report that the sergeant is dead.”
Carter closed her eyes and lowered her head.
“For what it is worth, he destroyed the Ori encampment, along with everybody else. Though I doubt that Adria was harmed.”
Carter looked up quickly. “Adria was there? How did you know?”
“The sensors picked up an unusual energy reading. I believe it is from the necklace of Celestis that she wears around her neck. But aside from that, I do not have any other proof.”
There was an uncomfortable silence between the two.
“I’ll make sure that the SGC knows. Thanks Forseti.” Carter moved away.
“Colonel. I can offer far better medical assistance, far faster, if you were to travel with me. Please, join me.”
Before carter could say anything, the Asgard ship reappeared and they were all back on it. She turned around, and noticed that they were in a different part of the ship, that she had not seen before. She could see some of the wounded being raised in some kind of force field, and then being released again. One of them removed his bandages, showing a completely healed wound.
She walked over to Forseti. “Thanks for this. We were going to the alpha site anyway, to deliver the sentry devices and to finish my report on their effectiveness.”
“Colonel, I have already set a course for the SGC.”
“Fair enough. We can always check them out later. If you could please also give me the details of how you know that Sergeant Matthew's died, I would be grateful. If he has family, we will tend to the matter.”
“I feel somewhat responsible for this. If I can be of any assistance, please do not hesitate to inform me colonel.”
“I will thanks.” She walked over to a display, to watch how fast they were going. She wasn’t there for very long when the ship shuddered. She turned to Forseti.
“We have arrived at earth.” Forseti spoke out aloud.
Carter wasn’t surprised. She had hoped for another minute perhaps, but alas, it was not meant to be. As she walked over to Forseti, her surroundings disappeared, and she found herself in the SGC.
“Carter?”
She turned around and saw General O'Neill.
“Aren’t you supposed to be on that mission? The one that I didn’t sign off on? Where you went, without my permission, with Forseti? How did it go?”
“We got into it pretty deep sir. I’ll make a full report when everybody reports in.”
There was a flash of light, and on the general’s desk, a large, paperbound folder, labelled “Sodan mission report and full debriefing” appeared.
“I guess that means that the report is pretty much covered carter. Disarm, check your weapons in and get changed. Then, go home, have something to eat, unwind, and be back here in two days.”
“Two days? What’s happening in two days?”
Jack picked up a file on his left, opened it up and began reading it. “A large, multinational force of armed forces personnel, from all nations signatory to the gate treaty, will converge on the planet that the Ori tend to claim, and engage them in a ground war.”
Carter was really surprised. She had no idea that things had moved ahead so quickly. “Don’t we have like twelve days left or something sir?”
O'Neill read the report again, and thought about it for a second. “Okay, you’re right. We still have time. It still just surprises me, that’s all. Well, go on home then. I’ll talk to Landry, and see what we can do with regards to perhaps resting a little more than usual. Okay, dismissed.”
Carter saluted and walked out of the office. She could have sworn that Landry was still in charge of the base, but then again, jack loved to come in and take over things for a while.
She made her way to the changing rooms, and got out of her military uniform. She was pretty beat, and yawned. As she finished up, she picked up her keys, and began walking out of the complex.
She actually managed to walk to the car park, with no disturbances, nor any interruptions, which was a feat in itself. She started up the truck, and waited for a few minutes, for the engine to warm up. She thought about the mission, and couldn’t stop thinking about the sergeant, and what he did. She made a mental note to deal with it when she came back. She changed gears, and drove home.

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By ronmcd1076 on 09-10-2008, 09:28 PM

I swear when this is done, I'm going to print all of the pages, and make my own personal book, this story is too good. I'm looking forward to the next update when you have the chance to sit down and write it.

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By satnamboll on 10-17-2008, 10:00 PM

good evening..update time..please enjoy.

thanks for reading

satnam

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By satnamboll on 10-17-2008, 10:00 PM

The Asgard ship was still in orbit. Its corridors and hallways long since empty. It’s former crew, long gone. Forseti was the only one on the ship at the moment, and as such, the bridge was the only place with life support enabled.
Forseti couldn’t stop himself from thinking about the death of the sergeant. He had given him the miniaturised anti-prior device in secret, to test. It seemed most likely that he had used the device, regained control of his weapon and then activated the auto destruct.
He tapped his hand on the console. Something he had seen the humans do, but now he had started doing it. His mind full of many emotions, he cleared his head. He moved the stone on his console, and a few moments later, the ship jumped into hyperspace.

Teal'c had just finished meditating, when he heard the sound of footsteps stop outside his door. He got up and stretched, waiting for the inevitable door knock that came. He opened the door, and jack was standing in front of him, with his hands in his pockets.
“Greetings O'Neill. Please, come inside.” He opened the door wider, allowing jack to walk in and then pick a chair.
“Meditating again huh?”
“Yes. It helps me to clear my mind. I gather there is a problem, and you are uncertain about how to discuss the matter with me?” Teal'c sat down opposite jack.
“I’ve been going over the debrief file, from the mission that Forseti went on. You know where he actually asked to take people and stuff?”
“Did colonel Carter not accompany him?”
“Yeah. She did. It was a trap, and they just about managed to get out. You remember Sergeant Matthew's?”
Teal’c froze. He knew instinctively that something was wrong. His gut told him that the sergeant was either dead, or in real trouble. “I remember O'Neill. Is he in trouble?”
Jack gave Teal'c that look. And it was from that look, that Teal'c knew instinctively that the sergeant was most likely dead.
“How did he die?”
“Well, Forseti said the sensors couldn’t pick up his life signs, after an Ori fighter ploughed into the mountain top, which was his last known position. Forseti phased the ship, and when they got out of the system, he de-phased, and the sensors picked up some stuff, and that’s how Forseti knew that he was dead.”
Teal'c thought deeply. He had become friendly with the sergeant, and was initially weary of his relationship with the female Jaffa. But common sense prevailed, and they had both become very close. Teal’c closed his eyes, and lowered his head. The loss of another good man.
“Thank you for telling me O'Neill. Did the sergeant have any family?”
“No. He was an orphan from Tennessee. I can’t remember all the details, but he basically made his way through the armed forces, and ended up at the SGC. Spotless record. It’s just a shame that he lost his child.” O'Neill remembered Charlie, and the emotions were there again. This time, he managed to quell them.
“O'Neill?”
“Sorry buddy. Charlie just popped into my head. I know how that one feels. I just thought you should know, and that it was better if it came from me, rather than from some report.”
Teal'c stood up and bowed towards jack.
“Thank you O'Neill. I will inform master Bra'tac. Perhaps we should take some time to drink away our depressive states?”
“Nah. You take too long to get drunk. I’ll be fine Teal'c. Just make sure you tell master Bra'tac.”
Jack got up, and left. Teal'c bowed his head a little, and made preparations. Master Bra'tac would not be very happy, as he had married the two himself. Teal'c prepared his robe, and walked out of the room, towards the gate room.

On the moonbase.

Siler was walking around. He had a lot to do. The new facilities that had been switched on sometime ago, were great. But the small things worried the big guys. Slight power fluctuations here and there. He walked towards the mess hall. He really needed to sleep. But there was just something on his mind, and he wasn’t sure how to approach it. He wanted to install more generators, to compensate for any power spikes that might cause power disruption, but that required paperwork, and he hated paperwork.
As he walked onwards, in his own world, he negated to check where he was. He had inadvertently crossed into the part of the base, where the Asgard would occasionally beam down, interface with the systems, stay for a little while, and then go again. Nobody else would come into this area, except perhaps for the usual suspects; general O'Neill, Daniel, Carter, Teal'c, the professor and maybe, if he was really lucky, Mitchell.
The hum that he was used to changed, and he stopped, and looked up. He instantly realised that this was not the mess hall. He looked around, and saw a darkened, gun metal grey room, with lines of blue and violet. Metallic objects graced some areas, and crystals dominated the other areas, with giant view screens throughout the room.
His heart began to beat faster. Was he allowed in this area? He looked around, and tried to find the exit. He couldn’t see it straight away, and began to move around the room. He glanced some windows, and he moved forwards to take a better look. His breath caught in his throat, as he saw the blackness of space. He eyes just couldn’t adjust properly, but he was sure that he could see stars; so many that he couldn’t count them!!! He moved a little closer, and could see the mixture of shadow and glow of the Hephaestus. Such a magnificent piece of technology. He could just about make out the outlines of a line of craft, most likely the swing wing 302’s.
“Are you enjoying the view?” said a voice behind him.
Siler’s heart beat faster, and he turned around. He focused on an Asgard sitting behind him, inside the deep recesses of what appeared to be an enormous chair.
“Hello.” Siler froze.
“Hello. Please tell me your name and what you are doing here.” The Asgard was quite polite.
“My name is sergeant Siler. I was just walking around, going to the mess hall, thinking about installing some new power generators for this facility. I must have missed a turn, and I ended up here. I didn’t know you were here. I was just looking out of the window. Am I in trouble?”
The Asgard moved out of the chair. “My name is Heimdall. I have been stationed here temporarily, to ensure that the facility works to specification. After that, I will return home, to my people. I often come here, to pass away the time, and to take my mind off of other matters. In fact, I am surprised that more humans do not come here.”
“We don’t want to intrude. You scare us.” Siler found himself relaxing a little with Heimdall.
“I see. It seems our reputation for inflexibility precedes us. I can assure you sergeant Siler, that you will come to no harm. Please feel free to enjoy the view, and the peace and tranquillity that exists here.”
“Um, thanks. If you don’t mind, I would like to sit and look outside the window.”
“Of course. You also mentioned something about the installation of power generators. Please do tell.”
Siler smiled, at ease for once. He spoke about his intention to install additional power generation for the base, so as to counter any issues with power spikes, should they occur in the future. He spoke, and Heimdall listened.
“I concur sergeant Siler. Your plan is a sound one, and I will render what assistance I can to help this idea achieve fruition.”
Siler had no idea exactly what that meant, nor what he was in for.
Distressed, he got up. “Thanks Heimdall. For listening. Once again, I’m sorry if I disturbed you somewhat.” He smiled.
“Thank you for the welcome intrusion sergeant. I hope to see you again.” At that, he disappeared in a flash of light.
The sergeant managed to find his way out of the room, and to the mess hall. Instead of a drink, he settled for a good meal, after which he made his way to his quarters, changed, read a little, and then fell into a deep sleep.
He would be thankful he got the rest.

IOA headquarters, Earth.

“Are you sure? Please read the request again.” The Chinese ambassador, who now worked for the IOA, couldn’t believe the request.
“It is quite simple. He wants to do something, and we shouldn’t get in the way. God only knows what might happen if something were to go wrong.” The British ambassador was flustered. And rightly so. Heimdall had requested that the base be emptied for fourteen hours, so he could install additional technology and equipment, and run tests.
The US president didn’t even bother looking at the request. “They are our allies. Friends. And for some of us, almost family. Let them do whatever they want. They are helping us, remember. And we should show that we trust them.” He then got up, and walked to one of the display on the wall. It showed the number of new fighter craft being produced at the new array.
“I have to say though, this is amazing. We are going to have trouble filling them with pilots.”
The British ambassador spoke up first. “That is why I called this meeting. I am putting forward a suggestion of a combined forces academy, where all our personnel, from our various militia, get together, train together, and become a more cohesive team. All under the command of the SGC.”
The surprise showed on the Chinese ambassadors’ face. “And where exactly will we have this academy? No place on earth is safe from prying eyes.” And then the realisation hit her.
The US president was smiling. “I knew there was something to this pushing by the Asgard. It’s a great move. Force us to work together. And of course, there is the fact that the moon facilities also have a new module to be installed next week. A module which just so happens to have the facilities to train our new personnel.” He looked round to the other ambassadors.
The British ambassador smiled. “Yes, it is quite astonishing isn’t it?”
The Chinese ambassador couldn’t help but smile. “We are ready to begin transporting personnel to the module for immediate training. I believe it would be a good idea if all countries were to do the same, rather than at separate times.”
The US president and British ambassador agreed. The Canadian, French and German ambassadors also nodded their agreement, before returning to their respective displays. They all seemed entranced by the speed of the array.
A marine moved to the US president, who pressed his thumb to the screen of the tablet pc. The other ambassadors each took turns at agreeing the resolutions, pressing their thumbs to the screen. The new academy was a go.

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By satnamboll on 10-17-2008, 10:02 PM

here are some images for you to enjoy of the harbinger..tell me what you think

http://www.thelordofeternaldarkness....inger/H2p1.jpg
http://www.thelordofeternaldarkness....inger/h2p2.jpg
http://www.thelordofeternaldarkness....ger/h2rear.jpg

thanks

satnam

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By ronmcd1076 on 10-25-2008, 01:39 AM

Can't wait until you have more time to update your story. You have me really looking forward to it. Take care.

#126 (permalink)

By satnamboll on 12-31-2008, 09:16 PM

good evening everybody

its been a while..a little update..
son has pneumonia..everything stopped and i had to wait till he was confirmed as being okay..
my machine caught this really nasty comanglia virus problem..necessitating a process of writing zeros to the hdd twice (just to be sure) and a complete change of security setup etc..
i've had to get a new machine to carry on the graphics work i'm trying to do..and it all got stuck and left to the side..
now thats it's coming together..i'm going to finish this chapter of this long story..
31/01/2009..this chapter ends..and i promise you..you won't stop reading it..
please bear with me..it will happen soon enough..

take care and thanks for reading..

satnam

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