The Asgard Conundrum - Page 2

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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 01-09-2007, 12:22 PM

Hello!

Glad everybody likes the story. sitting on my behind isn't fun, but i'm applying that spare time and the stories are the result.
Dallidas, you mention some of the dialogue is weird? you mentioned this before....which parts and which character? am always looking to improve...

more coming up!

thanks

satnam

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By satnamboll on 01-09-2007, 07:12 PM

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By satnamboll on 01-25-2007, 10:14 PM

Update time!

hello again! I have been busy, but have managed to put something together..please enjoy, and give me some feedback!

satnam

“Well, I paid several children twenty bucks to watch the car.” Daniel laughed quietly, and looked at Vala. Her face was expressionless. The smile dropped on his face.
“I’m sorry Daniel, but I don’t understand. How would paying several children to watch the car increase my security and decrease the chances of me getting kidnapped again?” She put her hands under her chin, and looked at him in that way.
“I’m sorry Vala. There are several people watching us as we speak. They are the extra security that I have asked for.”
Vala looked around, her gaze sweeping all over the restaurant. It lasted only a few seconds. “Well, I count four so far.” She looked back at Daniel.
Daniel seemed surprised. “That’s almost all of them. How do you know?”
“Well, do you see the usher by the door? He has a bulge in his left trouser leg. Indicating possibly a small gun. It’s actually very well concealed. The majority of people would miss it, but to a trained eye like mine, I spotted it. And there are those two ladies over there, sitting almost out of the way. They have plenty of alcohol at the table, but there glasses are still almost full. And of course the fact that they are carrying concealed weapons on themselves. And the other one is the waiter.”
Daniel couldn’t believe it. She had made almost their entire security team. “Well, you forgot about the last one.”
“It’s you Daniel. I saw the gun earlier.” She smiled.
“How about we just eat? It’s been sometime, and I’m getting hungry. What about yourself?”
“Okay then darling. Let’s eat. I’ll have something with chicken. Very nice and tender. With some fries.” She put the menu down.
Daniel didn’t bother reading the menu. The waiter came over. “Two of the same please.” The waiter nodded. He picked up the menus and left the table.
“I told you he was one of the security guys. How else would he know what we ordered unless he was listening to our conversation?” Vala was smiling.
Daniel couldn’t answer that one. She was right. He put his head in his hands, before taking a deep breath and looked up at Vala. She did look nice. He smiled, and carried on with the evening.

Some time later, aboard the Asgard warship
The group had finished the first film, and the Asgard were talking to each other.
I have not heard of this galactic empire. It seems so real.
Darth Vader is indeed a larger than life persona. I would compare him to Jack O’Neill.
I do not recognise any of the technology. Perhaps we should study this further?
According to my knowledge, there are still many more films from this area. A total of six.

“What do you think they’re saying sir?” Cameron asked Jack.
“Oh I don’t know, probably talking about how much they like the film. I don’t know.” Jack shrugged his shoulders.
“They are more than likely speaking about Darth Vader. I must confess, when I first saw the movie, I was struck by his darkness, and power.” Teal'c stood a little straighter.
“Well, now that we are on a break, how about we go for a test flight in those new 302’s sir?” Cameron put his empty ice cream tub on his chair.
“That isn’t a bad idea. Teal'c?” Jack looked at Teal'c.
“Indeed. A break would be refreshing. But we must return, so that we may continue the story to the end.” Teal'c seemed to be in another world.
“Okay. No more movies for you tonight.” Jack walked over the Asgard. “Hey guys, sorry to interrupt. You doing okay there?”
“O’Neill, you did not tell me how deep the story of Star Wars is. I must confess, I am motivated to watch the rest of these movies.” Thor looked at Jack.
As Jack focused, he realised that the rest of the Asgard were also looking at him, which surprised him. “Okay. The DVD sets are over there. Watch em when you like. I’m sure Forseti has converted them all to holographic format. I just came over to ask if you could take us to the moon base, so we can test those new 302 craft.” Forseti moved one of the stones, and Jack could hear something. As he looked out of the side, he could see that they were pretty near the moon base.
“Oh well. Guys, it’s been fun. I hope you enjoyed yourselves, because I know we did. And besides, if you ever need to see some good stuff, you know where to come.” Jack was smiling. Thor and the others were expressionless.
“Okay, I think it’s time we said goodnight. We will be testing those new 302 craft. Meanwhile, I’m sure you will enjoy the rest of the movies. Forseti buddy, could you beam all the other stuff back to the places you got them from please? And of course, beam us to the base?”
“Will you be requiring transport back to earth O’Neill?” Forseti asked.
“No thanks. We’ll more than likely take the craft back to Area 51 once we’ve played around with a little. Besides, we’ve taken up enough of your time.” He turned around to Teal'c and Cameron. “Ready guys?” he asked, and both nodded in agreement. Jack turned back round to Forseti, but he was already moving the stone. Before Jack could say anything else, he was beamed off the ship onto the moon base, along with Teal'c and Cameron.
“Now, we should be able to watch the movies without interruptions.” He moved around the holographic projector, along with the other Asgard, as the next movie started. There was utter quiet in the room.

The moon base had almost been completed, but it still lacked complete power generation. A series of portable Naquadah generators were placed throughout the whole facility. The engineers were making the final changes, before switching over to the new system. The facility went dark completely, as they turned off the Naquadah generators, one by one.
“Prepare for system power up.” Siler was on the base, overseeing the installation. He was the one with the most experience, apart from Carter. He checked everything on the screen, and hit the switch.
The system switched over seamlessly, and the base began using power directly from the new Naquadah reactors which had been specially designed and built for the base. Siler smiled, as he spoke into his radio. “All readings are in the green. Reactor output is nominal. System is working perfectly. Detach portable generators, and store them in emergency areas. Thanks for all your help guys. I think that’s it for today. I’ll see everybody in the morning.” He put the radio back in his pocket, and closed the door of the reactor room. As he walked down the corridor, he decided to pass by the canteen to get something to drink. As he walked in, there were only a few people around, and he said hello to the people that he knew. He walked towards the coffee machine, and got a hot chocolate. He suddenly noticed a white light, and as he turned around, he saw General O’Neill, Teal'c and Colonel Mitchell. He immediately saluted the general.
“At ease Siler. What are you doing?”
“I’m just getting a hot chocolate sir. We installed the new reactors to power the base, and put the portable generators away for emergency usage. We’ve all finished for the day sir. I was heading to my room for some sleep.” Siler looked awkward.
“Well Siler, I think another ten minutes before everybody goes won’t be too much of a problem will it? Especially when you say that General O’Neill is here. Right?” Jack looked at Teal'c and Cameron. Teal'c was expressionless, and Cameron didn’t know what to say.
“Ah hell. Let’s go. Siler, get moving. I want to be out of here in ten. Make sure everybody else knows. We’ll be flying the craft back to area fifty one, so don’t worry about us coming back. Get us some suits. You know the drill. And next time, I’ll drop in and do a surprise inspection. Understood?”
Siler was always very easily rattled. “Yes, yes sir.” He put his hot chocolate down, and picked up his radio. He informed the others.
Minutes later, technicians scrambled to the launch bays, where the new 302 craft were being temporarily stored. Only four had been produced so far. The autopilot had been programmed to fly the craft here, where they would be inspected by several technicians, and have their systems tested by hand. As the first batch had only just arrived, work was scheduled to begin in the morning. However, with the general on the base, they jumped into action.
“Hey john, I heard the general would be testing these babies like now.” He was smiling at the other tech.
“Well, you heard right. He surprised Siler in the canteen, and said he wanted rooms, suits etc for him, Teal'c and Colonel Mitchell, and that he wanted to test the craft like right now.” He was busy connecting the diagnostic computer to the terminals inside the cockpit. All were in the green. They didn’t have enough time to do a full and complete check of the craft to be used in the test flight, but they would check the others in the morning.
The second craft had been checked just as quickly, and it wasn’t a moment too soon, as general O’Neill walked into the bay, with Teal'c and Cameron in tow. The technicians quickly moved the ladders into position, awaiting the group.
Jack walked to the craft, and took a moment to look at them. No more fuel issues, as these babies used different engines. Carter called them reaction minus, or something. They worked just like the death gliders, only better. At least that was what she promised. He walked around the 302 in front of him. The new designs seemed sleeker, with a flatter cockpit area. And they looked so much cooler. These ones had new armour built in from the beginning, which made them jet black. Carter also assured him that the armour would dissipate the energy from Goa'uld weapons fire no problem. And that also went for energy weapons fire in general, although they had yet to be tested in a major battle. He put his gloves on, and as he turned round to call for Teal'c, he was surprised to see him standing there.
“Ready buddy?” Jack smiled, as did Teal'c.
“Of course. Are you?” Teal'c smiled. Jack moved around to the side, and motioned for Teal'c to go up first.
“Age before beauty.” He smiled. Teal'c was not smiling so much as he went up the ladder and into the second seat. Jack followed and jumped into the pilot seat. As soon as he buckled himself in and secured his position, the displays came to life. There were no hand operated controls that he could see apart from the control stick. The screens basically ran through standards checks. He couldn’t hear anything, as it was that quiet.
“Teal'c, let’s run through some basic checks. Power.”
“Check.”
“Air.”
Teal'c took a deep breath. “I am breathing normally.”
Jack smiled. “The new engines.”
“According to this readout, we do not have any engines.”
Jack stopped. “What? Carter said we wouldn’t be using fuel anymore, so that means no engines.”
Teal'c smiled.
“Weapons.”
“Weapons appear to be fully functional.”
“Cool. And check. Okay, I’m tired of checking everything out. How about we fly?”
“That would be a good idea O’Neill.”

Cameron was already in the new craft, looking around. He needed a second pilot, and luckily there was somebody on standby. Turned out she was due to go back to earth anyhow, and this would be a quick way to go back.
As Cameron looked around, she walked into view. Tall, jet black hair. The sight of her made Cameron catch his breath. She tied her hair up, and put her helmet on, walking towards the new craft. As she came closer into view, she caught him looking at her.
“What’s the matter? Never seen a woman before?”
“Oh I’ve seen plenty of women. You’re the first that has struck me breathless, speechless etc. I’m Cameron Mitchell, SG1. Call sign Shaft. ”
“Svetlana, call sign Striker.”
Cameron smiled. “General O’Neill and Teal'c are in the other craft over there. Were gonna be testing these babies for a little while, and then head back to earth. We might even get to shoot at the general.” He smiled.
“Well then. I guess I’m all in. Shaft.” She smiled, as she stepped up, and into the second seat. Within minutes, they had run through the checks, and began to taxi the craft towards the exit, after Jack and Teal'c.
The craft slowed down, as they approached the exit launch bay. Jack and Teal'c were first, and they slowed down, waiting for the light to change colour. As soon as it hit green, the new 302 increased its speed, and launched from the base.
Cameron and Svetlana were next. They taxied into position, and completed their final checks, whilst waiting for the light to change. Once it hit green, Cameron hit the throttle, and the craft sped up, shooting through the shield protecting the bay, and hitting the vacuum of space. He came up behind the lead 302, and took position on the wing.
“Boy, these new babies sure fly a whole lot better. Did you check out the acceleration on this thing? The dampeners must have been improved, I couldn’t feel a thing.” Cameron was smiling.
“Well, I’ve been checking out the systems. It seems like the array is actually building these babies pretty nicely. All systems are reading as normal. Dampeners are at maximum, Inertialess engines are working, power core is stable, armour is online, life support is working very nicely, and we also have a full complement of missiles, along with the new energy cannons.” She smiled, looking at her screens.
In the lead 302, Jack didn’t seem very happy. “I can’t hear anything. This doesn’t seem right Teal'c.”
“When I piloted the death gliders, there was also very little sound. It was quite disconcerting for many pilots. So it was decided to artificially create some sound, as though it were emanating from the engines. The complaints were never made again.” Teal'c looked at his screens. They were telling him that everything was working fine. He checked again anyhow.
“How about we do some creative testing of these babies huh Teal'c? Send Mitchell a message and tell him it’s time to have some fun.” Jack smiled.
“I’m receiving a message from Teal'c. The general wants to play.” She almost laughed.
“Okay. Define play?”
Suddenly the 302 that Jack and Teal'c were in hit the brakes, shooting in reverse past Cameron and Svetlana. The craft opened fire on the 302, striking it full force with its weapons.
The craft shook, but its armour held. The energy seemed to dissipate.
“Oh man! That wasn’t fair!” Cameron performed evasive manoeuvres, taking the 302 out firing sight.
“I think that pretty much defines play. All systems read nominal. The armour is holding, energy dissipated within normal parameters. This stuff is cool. Well shaft, let’s play.”
Cameron liked the sound of that, as he armed the cannons, and went after the general. This was going to be fun.

The Asgard warship was still in orbit. Forseti was manning the chair, when his sensors warned him about some activity.
“Sensors are picking up two 302 class vessels. They appear to be fighting each other.” Forseti looked at Thor. The group had decided to take a break, to rest. Thor moved towards Forseti, who transferred the data from the sensors onto the screen. Thor could see two craft, and they were attempting to shoot each other, weaving in and out, performing complex manoeuvres to attempt to gain the upper hand.
“I believe that is Jack O’Neill, Teal'c and Colonel Mitchell. They did mention that they would perform some testing of the newly designed and constructed 302 craft. I do not believe they are in any trouble. However, it may be a good idea to monitor their transmissions, just in case there is a problem. Shall we get back to the matter at hand? Darth Vader is attempting to destroy the rebel base. We should watch very carefully.” Thor moved back towards the other, and soon so did Forseti. The Asgard warship maintained a full sensor lock on the two craft, throughout the duel.
Neither could gain the upper hand, although Jack was a very savvy pilot. He had almost pinned Cameron in several engagements. He and Teal'c were having fun, and he was sure that Cameron and the other pilot were also having fun.
“Hey Mitchell, I’m getting bored shooting at you all the time. I’m gonna call it a night. How about you?”
“Thanks for the info sir, but I have one more trick up my sleeve.” With that, Cameron began performing evasive manoeuvres, as Jack was right behind him. However, this time, he turned the entire craft around, looking at the space just below the lead 302, and then hit full reverse thrust. The 302 responded, and shot through the space, and seconds later, Cameron was looking at Jack and Teal'c, directly from above. He could almost see the surprise on their faces. He opened fire with the cannons, smiling as he watched the energy bursts hit the craft, and dissipate harmlessly.
Jack was looking at Cameron. “Now that is a cool manoeuvre. Teal'c, have you ever done that before?”
“I am afraid not O’Neill. It would appear that a much longer period of time is needed to test these new craft.”
“Yeah.” Jack disabled the cannons, as he was getting tired. “Mitchell funs over. Let’s head back to Area fifty one. These new babies are gonna need more testing time.” He headed towards earth, and moments later, Cameron followed his lead.

“That was totally owning the General. Beers on me when we get back.” Svetlana was smiling.
“I’m good for that. Although you do know that it’s like almost midnight right?” Cameron disabled the energy cannons. He was happy with the testing done so far.
“Well, I’m off duty for another week. Have some sleeping to catch up with. Come on, I know a good bar near area fifty one.”
“Okay. You got me. But I have to get back to my apartment. My dad is coming over tomorrow, and I don’t want to be late. Unless you wanna hang out at my place? It’s not the best, but it’s clean, and I have beer in the fridge.”
“Okay. Deal. But why can’t we land anywhere near the SGC? It’s night, and I’m sure your apartment is close by.”
“Let me ask the general. Mitchell to General O’Neill.”
“Go ahead Mitchell. Everything okay?”
“Yes sir. I was just wondering if it would be okay to land near the SGC. My dad is coming tomorrow, and area fifty one is a little while away. Besides, me and Svetlana would like to finish the beer that I have left in the fridge, sometime tonight. Sir.”
Jack glanced around. “Okay, sounds good. But you owe me and Teal'c a six pack when next we go testing. Right Teal'c?”
“Indeed.”
“Thank you sir. What about you? You still going to area fifty one?”
“Nope. May as well go to the SGC. I’m feeling kinda peckish.”

The craft both headed back down to the SGC, under the watchful eyes of the Asgard warship.

After the weekend, Monday afternoon, at an undisclosed location

“We must launch a full scale attack on earth! That way, we can take revenge on the planets population and smash them before they have a chance to retaliate!” Baal wasn’t very happy at this point.
“I don’t care what he says; we should send a ship straight on a collision course with the SGC inside Cheyenne Mountain. That will take care of the problem once and for all.” Another Baal spoke up. There was disagreement in the group.
Baal was sitting at the counter of the bar. It was something else they owned. He actually liked living on earth, even with all of its little flaws, and imperfections. There was always something new, and there was always a new drink. So many places to visit, so many things to see. So much pleasure, and so little cost. The billions that they had managed to accumulate were just sitting inside many bank accounts, gathering interest. They had made many investments, and profits were up, better than expectations. They had several incredibly expensive, but extremely effective legal teams. The SGC knew where they were, but wouldn’t go after them. Not yet. Hamilton technologies, the company that they had acquired, would soon produce completely clean energy, using earth technology enhanced with Goa'uld tech of course. They had factories all over the world, through the trust, which they now controlled, producing the components needed. This new market push would see them at the top, leading the way, and the only company that could actually produce the parts that earth needed for their burgeoning fleet. Perhaps they would be open to a deal?
“What about you? What do you think?” Baal walked ahead, asking Baal at the counter.
He put down the drink. A non-alcoholic juice, from England. Made by a company called innocent drinks. A very nice mixture. He was thinking about buying the company out. “We should stop scheming and look at the bigger picture.” The other Baal’s stopped what they were doing and looked at him. “Look at the long term. The Ori will most definitely conquer the galaxy. We have no means of escaping this galaxy. No way to stop the Ori. And what are we doing? Arguing amongst ourselves. Petty scheming, stupid ideas, and we still don’t have any safe havens. Our plans are nothing but paper schemes. We should stop what we are doing, and join with the SGC.”
The others started talking, all at once.
“No. We should approach the SGC. Offer to make them everything they need with our factories, at excellent prices. We can deliver everything no problem. Our Goa'uld technology can be made here on earth. We can give them a real head start. Our price will be to leave us alone. We all know that they are pretty much the only ones who can actually resist the Ori. Let’s not forget, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Get the rest together. I’m tired of watching my back all the time.” He drank up, and got up. He straightened his suit, and looked at the others. They were all quiet, and expressionless. They knew he was right. He walked to the other side of the room, and opened the door. It opened out onto an empty floor. He walked across to another door, on the other side of the room. When he opened it, he could see at a glance, all the operation of the trust. Money laundering, bribes, fraud, illegal trade. You name it, they did it. He picked up the phone, and began speaking. “Prepare a jet. I’m going to Washington.” He put the phone down, and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. He’d had enough.

Back at the SGC
Sam just got back onto the base, through the gate with the professor. They both looked completely dishevelled, and tired. General Landry was there, waiting to greet them.
“Carter, I think this is probably the first time that I have ever noted you being late for work.” He was smiling.
Carter saluted, although it was slow. “I’m sorry sir. It’s just that the professor and I were working pretty much all weekend on some stuff.”
“At ease Carter. I’m not bothered. I know you well enough to know you always tell the truth. Well, unless you’re ordered to say otherwise. Just make a report, and go home. Professor, please can you make sure she gets back on time, and not so tired?”
The professor could just about keep his eyes open. “My apologies general. But we were working on some really interesting Ancient technology. Once we’ve managed to figure it out, we’ll show you. I’ll help Sam with that report, and bring it to you General. May we go now?”
Landry almost laughed. “Go on, both of you. Make it quick and get some rest. But Carter, please be here tomorrow morning. Jack is coming in, and he has a mission for SG1 and some other teams. This is a priority. Make sure you sleep when you get home. No computers, no games, no phones, nothing. I want you at your best for the mission. Understood?”
Carter stood straight. “Yes sir. I’ll make sure I’m well rested. But about the computers”-
Landry just pointed straight at the doors, and carter and the professor shuffled out of the gate room.
As they moved out, they bumped into Teal'c in the corridor. He bowed his head to the two of them. “Colonel Carter. When I did not see you earlier today, I was worried that you were unwell. It would seem that you had some fun over the weekend?” Teal'c smiled and looked at the professor.
“Actually Teal'c, it’s not what you think. We were doing some real good work on some ancient technology.”
“Precisely what I meant. You had fun. I must go and see General Landry.” He bowed his head to both of them, and moved on. Sam and the Professor looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and went to sort themselves out.
Ten minutes later, Sam and the professor were going over the report to give to General Landry, and they had hit a snag.
“I’m telling you, he knows about the facility. If we put down in the report that we found some fully functional, intact ancient ships, who else do you think will know? The SGC secure network has been compromised. Let’s just put down that we were researching ancient technology, at one of the SGC off world bases. And then tell him verbally.” The professor was out of breath. He was gaining weight, and it was starting to affect his health.
“Oh man, I need to get into shape. I’m getting so bloody fat.” The professor stretched his stomach, and Sam could see that it was a little prominent.
“Now that is something that I don’t see everyday.” She smiled and looked at the professor, who quickly retracted the prominence.
“I’ve heard enough fat man jokes thank you very much. Besides, I don’t really get the opportunity for exercise to be honest. I really need to get into the swing of things. Besides, being asthmatic isn’t a very good thing either.”
“You have asthma? You’re pretty lucky that you don’t have to run everywhere. We have to do that day in and day out. I know some people who might be able to help. And it’s free.” She began nodding her head.
The professor saw the nod, and his smacked his belly. “Well, bought and paid for I say. It’s about time I got rid of it. I’ll take up exercise once I get to Atlantis.”
“When do you go? The Daedalus isn’t due back for a little while. They’re on extended service in Pegasus for the moment.”
“Basically, when they come back. Hopefully, by the time they come back, we will have some new toys to show them.” He smiled. “Okay, the report is finished. I’ll take this to General Landry, before heading out. You might as well go darling, I’ll finish up here. Anyhow, I’m sure you’ll be a regular visitor to the facility over the weekends, unless you have some other plans.” He picked up the tablet pc, and walked to Sam.
“Nope. I’m going to get as much time as I possibly can on ancient technology. I might not get the chance again. Besides, I’ve got reports from research done by the Atlantis team, on the Aurora and the Orion.”
“Oh yes, those warships. Pity the Orion didn’t survive. If only we had the capability to send large numbers of scientists to study its systems more closely. What we have from the aurora isn’t much, but it’s a start. Anyhow, have fun, and I will see you perhaps tomorrow.” He smiled, and walked to the door.
“Take care smarty pants.” Sam picked up her jacket, before walking to another exit, and out of the base.

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By satnamboll on 02-26-2007, 02:53 PM

An update at last!

Sorry about the delay, have been trying to get back into shape...not easy..but i am slowly getting there...here is another installment, please enjoy and give me critique!!!

satnam

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By satnamboll on 02-26-2007, 02:57 PM

Sam went home, and as soon as she got through the door, she threw her keys onto the kitchen counter. She picked up the letters from the floor, filtering through them, and putting them aside, before walking into her bedroom. She quickly got ready to have a shower. While the room was heating up, she sat down for a little while. Her new cat, Seth, was walking around. He moved towards her, and she picked him up, stroking him for a little while. She put him down, and walked into the bathroom. She relished the heat from the shower, massaging sore muscles, and distressing herself from the weekend. She stayed in the showed for what seemed like hours, but when she walked out, towel wrapped around her body, it had only been twenty minutes. She was surprised. She dried herself, and put on a pair of woolly pyjamas. Something to keep her warm, as it was going to be a cold night tonight. She put on a pair of socks as well, as she walked out of her room, and into the kitchen. She glanced at the clock. It was only four pm, but it felt as though it were late evening. Well, she had been working most of the weekend. And she had definitely had fun. The ancient ships were marvels of engineering. Perfect almost. She had learned enough to theorise about certain systems, and she began thinking about improving current SGC ship systems. Too bad she needed the rest. She walked over to her fridge, and took a look inside. Nothing much there, so she rustled herself up an omelette, and she sat down in front of the television. There wasn’t anything interesting on, so she switched it off. Four thirty in the afternoon, and still nothing really to do. The heating went on automatically, just like she had programmed it to. She got up, having finished her food, and began washing up the dishes. The glanced at the photos near the counter. There was a picture of her father and her, together at the SGC, just after he was joined with a symbiote. She missed him greatly. The tears filled up her eyes, as she finished washing up. It was still hard, not having him here. She stopped herself from crying, and took a deep breath. She walked into the bedroom, and glanced at the clock on the wall. Five in the afternoon. She decided she might as well go to bed. She turned around, and saw Seth already lying on the bed, as if he sensed what she wanted. She smiled, and walked towards the bed. She took off her socks, and set the alarm for seven in the morning. She also checked the digital readout that she had placed under the mattress. It was connected to her home security system, one that she had designed herself. Cameras in many places, jamming signals of many different types, and a force shield to protect her bedroom. All powered by a Naquadah generator from the SGC. Jack told her to take it, and do something productive with it. So she did. No more taking any chances. She checked everything on the readout. Nothing at all, which made her more suspicious. She checked the cameras, all clear. Checked everything. Silence greeted her ears. There was still a feeling that she couldn’t shake, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. She typed in a code, and the force shield activated around her bedroom. She could see the field power up, and then it became invisible. She checked under her pillow, for the gun. She made sure it was unloaded, and that the magazine was where it needed to be just in case. All good, she felt relieved. She turned around, and got into bed. Seth curled up to her, and she drew him in close.

Down the street, an unmarked vehicle was keeping watch. Old eyes looking through the binoculars. He breathed a sigh of relief, happy that she was safe. He put down the binoculars, and started up the pickup truck. He made sure the road was clear, before pulling out and driving away.

Sam heard the engine start up, and turned over to pick up the readout. She switched the camera views to the front, and used the camera near her door to check the vehicle. As the vehicle drove past, she zoomed in, and cleared the image. She smiled when she saw jacks face, looking at the camera, and smiling. Her hand touched the screen, and the put the readout near her. Seth looked at the readout, but his attention was soon diverted. Sam smiled, and soon dropped into a deep sleep, unaware of her surroundings. She saw her father, Jacob, and they were walking in the park together, eating ice cream.

Cheyenne mountain complex, the next morning

Teal'c was sitting in the mess hall, at the table, with bacon, eggs, sausages, juice, cereal, tea, coffee, bread and some butter. He always believed in eating a good meal to start the day. Besides, you would never know when you might eat again. He looked at the clock. It was only seven thirty, and he was alone. He smiled. At least he would be able to eat in peace.
“Hey Teal'c.” Cameron spoke out as he joined Teal'c at the table.
Teal'c grimaced. He was hoping to eat without being disturbed. Especially as Jack had a mission for SG1. “Good morning Colonel Mitchell. I was about to eat breakfast.”
“Morning Teal'c. I was hoping to join you, but I have a few errands to run. Catch you later.” He smiled as he walked away. Teal'c was relieved. He didn’t like being disturbed when eating breakfast. He began tucking into his food. No rush, just taking his time. The briefing was at eight thirty. He had plenty of time. He ate steadily, finishing off his cereal first, then attacking his morning fry up. He enjoyed drinking tea at this stage. The juice had already been finished with the cereal. His bread was already gone, and within ten minutes, he had finished his breakfast. He was contemplating what might happen today, as he drank his coffee. He was very happy. Breakfast was good, the food was, as always, excellent. And coffee seemed to make it all go down very nicely indeed. As he finished the last of his coffee, he took another deep breath, and thought about today. A few moments later, he got up, and deposited the tray into the appropriate part of the mess hall, and then walked out. He noticed that the clock said eight am, and began making his way towards the briefing room. He decided to go and check up on Sam, along the way.
A few minutes later, Teal'c arrived at the lab. As he looked inside, he could not see Sam anywhere. He thought she may have already gone to the briefing, so he went. On the way, he bumped into Colonel Mitchell.
“Hey Teal'c.”
“Colonel Mitchell. I was on my way to the briefing room, when I decided to stop by the lab to see if Colonel Carter was here. It would appear that she has already gone on ahead of us.” Teal'c looked at Cameron.
Cameron didn’t know what to say or do. “Shall we go then?”
“Indeed.” Teal'c began walking with purpose towards the briefing room, with Cameron in tow.
As they reached the briefing room, they saw Sam at the table, reading some reports. Teal'c felt relieved, and walked towards the table. Sam looked up and smiled.
“Hey Teal'c. What’s the matter? Is everything okay?”
“Indeed it is Colonel Carter. I was not sure of your whereabouts, as I walked past your laboratory. Are you well rested?”
“Yeah. I feel pretty good actually. I have to admit I did go to sleep early yesterday, and it seems to have done the trick. What about you?”
“I did not do much. I attempted to play God of War on the Playstation two, but I did not get very far.”
“No? What happened?”
“The controls did not respond fast enough. And I died a most gruesome death. After that, I decided to study the history of Sparta. Very interesting.” Teal'c moved around Sam and sat down. Sam nodded her head sideway.
“Hey Sam. You look well rested. Any idea what the mission is today?”
“How would I know? I’ve been here reading reports on the progress of the Ori. Not good. The Jaffa are slowing down the advance, but not by much. We need to deploy more troops against them.”
“I thought we had a working anti-prior device? Didn’t you figure out a way to calibrate it properly so that they couldn’t adapt to it?”
“Yeah, but it still hasn’t been field tested. Besides, we don’t have enough troops for an engagement with the Ori. We could just ambush them I guess, but for what reason?”
“To test your anti prior thing, to make sure it works.” Jack spoke out from the adjoining office, and everybody got up. Jack greeted Teal'c first, before moving on to Cameron and then Sam. “The IOA wants more testing to be done on this device of yours that doesn’t seem to work properly. The last time it was used, it seemed to work, and then it didn’t. Care to comment on that Carter?” Jack sat down, and so did everybody else.
“Well, I don’t really know. It might have something to do with not being powerful enough, which means that we might need to take a Naquadah generator along. Or it could be that the device wasn’t calibrated properly. Maybe they found out a way to get around it?”
Jack looked at carter. “Wasn’t calibrated properly? I thought you already did that?”
“I did. The first one wasn’t calibrated. That’s how I think the prior managed to adapt so quickly to the device. The second one has been calibrated, like I was saying to Cameron, but it hasn’t been field tested yet.”
“Well, today is your lucky day. It’s time we all went out and tested it.” Jack was smiling.
“All of us, sir?” Cameron queried.
“And yes, by that I mean me as well. Well be taking along several other SG teams, and we also have a meeting with Bratac, who will be coming with us, along with many other Jaffa.”
Teal'c was intrigued. “Master Bratac? Does this mean that we may engage the Ori troops in a ground attack O’Neill?”
Landry walked in. “Yes, you will.” Everybody except Jack made to get up. “Stay in your seats please. We’ve received intelligence reports that a new Jaffa stronghold will be attacked sometime in the next six days. Thor and the other Asgard have mentioned that it would be an excellent time for a joint mission between the SGC and the Jaffa, to bolster relations, and not to let the Jaffa think that we are letting them take the brunt of the invasion.”
“The SGC sir? But we don’t have that many troops. Especially to field those kinds of numbers for a major engagement. Where do the extras come from?” Cameron had a point.
Landry looked at Jack.
“What?” Jack responded.
“I think it’s best that you tell them Jack.”
“You mean you don’t want to say anything right?” Landry smiled. Jack pulled out a card. “Okay, as per ratification of the gate treaty, the SGC is the foremost authority on matters of the gate. As such, each country signatory to the treaty will contributed troops to the SGC, for use by the SGC as it sees fit. There’s a whole lot more, but I couldn’t fit in onto the card, so I thought that should be enough for you to think about.”
“You’re kidding?” Carter exclaimed.
Cameron and Teal'c seemed to have missed the meaning. “What? What’s going on?” Cameron looked at Sam.
“Well, basically, each country is donating troops to the SGC as part of the treaty. This means that they will all be under the command of the SGC. We can finally bring the fight to the Ori and the Goa'uld. Not to mention the Wraith, the Lucian Alliance-”
“Okay, we get the picture. We don’t have many friends out there at all. But this operation will go a long way in rebuilding our relations with the Free Jaffa. We need to do this. Carter, make sure your devices are working. Check, double check and triple check everything. This one has to go by the numbers. I will be going along on the mission, being the highest ranking earth person, with the most stargate experience, blah, blah, blah. Within twenty four hours, the gate will be beamed over to the Antarctic base. We will regroup there, and begin our mission. Okay, get your things, and let’s go in by this afternoon. Dismissed.” The others got up from the table, and Jack and Hank were the only ones left in the room. There seemed to be an uneasy quiet.
“Jack, we still have other matters to discuss.”
“I know what you’re going to say. We can deal with Baal when we come back. Well, we can deal with all the ones that we captured.”
“There’s something else. You remember Hamilton technologies?”
“Yeah. Not something I want to forget.”
“Well, Baal, or one of his clones, made a public statement, talking about going after some advanced military contracts.”
“So?”
“We don’t have any advanced military contracts. We suspect that he wants to talk.”
“And why would you suspect that?”
“Because he offered to talk to the pentagon, and mentioned special gates. That got our attention quick enough. We made contact, and he wants to talk to you personally. He has agreed to meet anywhere we like, as long as he can talk to you. He has a proposition for the SGC.”
Jack thought about this. “Anywhere we want right?”
“That’s right.”
“Okay, let’s bring him to the nearest base to Washington. And then I’m going to surprise him with a little magic trick.”
“Let me guess. You’re gonna greet him with a bullet with his name on it? Jack, we can’t afford that.”
“Oh no. I won’t shoot him. Just get the message through. I’ll deal with the rest. And let’s make it in the next two hours. We have a timetable.”
Landry smiled, and went into his office, where he picked up the phone.
Jack was sitting on his own for a few moments. He was then beamed up. General Landry noticed the light, but didn’t pay much attention to it.

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By <ORI> on 02-26-2007, 09:05 PM

Kool Update!

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By Wilson359 on 03-11-2007, 12:31 PM

Great work so far, keep it up. I look forward to the next update.

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By satnamboll on 03-12-2007, 04:21 PM

Glad to hear it..here is another update, courtesy of the the dark lord..
enjoy, and please do keep the critique and feedback coming..

satnam

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By satnamboll on 03-12-2007, 04:22 PM

Washington DC Air Force Base- three hours later

There were several personnel in the room. Baal was sitting around, waiting. He had a cocktail in his hand. Something called the Kiss of Death. Very nice, although it went down hard. He enjoyed it nonetheless. He had been waiting for a meeting with General O’Neill for almost an hour now. He was supposed to be here on time. So much for punctuality. All of a sudden, the room was enveloped in a white light. Baal was gone. The air force personnel weren’t very surprised, and remained where they were.

On board the Asgard warship, currently in orbit

Baal reappeared on a ship. It was completely unfamiliar to him, but from the looks of it, it appeared to be Asgard. As he turned round, he saw General O’Neill, and an Asgard. Who, he wasn’t sure. He walked forwards slowly.
“The sensors are not picking up anything suspicious O’Neill.”
“Thanks buddy.”
Baal smiled. “General O’Neill and Thor, Supreme Commander of the Asgard fleet I presume?”
“You presume correctly. O’Neill, you are free to talk. The force field will nullify any attempts made by Baal to escape.”
“And you did say that I could have my way right buddy?”
“Yes. But please do not kill him. It would not be good.” Thor looked back at the console, and the whole thing moved away. Jack stepped forwards, and a shield activated around the two of them.
“Greetings General Jack O’Neill.” As Baal moved forwards, Jack surprised him with a massive uppercut, flooring Baal. He was shocked.
“That’s for killing me and bringing me back to life so many times. Okay, now were good to talk.” Jack stepped back, and sat down on one of the chairs in the shielded area.
Baal was nursing a split lip, and he spat out a tooth. There was quite a bit of blood. He was incensed at the attack, but he bit his lip. If the roles were reversed, he would have done the same thing. Baal got up slowly. “Nice shot Jack. If I were you, I would have done exactly the same thing.” He managed to get to the chair. That was a solid hit. He sat down, facing Jack. “I am not here to fight you Jack. I am here to make you an offer that will be mutually beneficial.”
“Really? You mean you’re going to kill yourself and your clones? Because that would be great for everybody.” Jack wasn’t pulling any punches.
“You humans are fighting a war against not only the Ori, but also the Wraith. Yes, I also know about Atlantis. You need weapons, materials, technology, and you need it now. I am in a position to give you virtually everything that you need for this war. As we have taken over the trust, we have also taken over their operations. Quite a number of them involve factories, and production of various technological items. We have our routes to bring in Naquadah, which you need for your own war effort. We can make staff weapons, staff cannons, shield generators, zats, personal shields and many more. Here on earth. We can provide you with everything that you need Jack. Of course, at excellent prices, and there are a few conditions.”
“Now why doesn’t that surprise me?” Jack took off his jacket, and pulled up his sleeves.
Baal was surprised. Perhaps he had made a mistake? “I can get you all the technology that you want. The conditions are to leave me alone. No arresting me, no surprising me, nothing. I will make no move to take over earth, or to leave earth. All my ships can pass through your checkpoints, after you search them if you wish, bringing in what you need. We can discuss pricing later. If you tell me what you want, I will arrange it. However, taking into account your hostility towards me, I would rather meet with somebody else to discuss pricing.”
Jack was thinking. He did say leave him alone. He had to restrain himself from moving over there and beating the man to a pulp. “I tell you what. Carter can talk to you about what we need. You will of course be monitored at all time, through some kind of implant. Just in case we need to beam you out. Pricing can be discussed later. I doubt that we’d pursue you anyway. Of course, the other clones would have to go. All of them.” Jack pulled his sleeves back down.
Baal was thinking this over. He would have to give up all the clones and pretty much agree to be a walking prisoner. But then again, he wouldn’t have to put up with the others. He smiled. He would get his own way. There were no more other clones in the galaxy, apart from ten who were on deep space missions. They could be tracked easily enough. “Agreed. I give up all the clones, you put a tag on me, so to speak to keep track of me. I make no attempt to do anything rash like killing people, taking over the planet, that sort of thing. In return, I get you whatever technology I have access to for your war effort, and I am allowed to make profit. I live undisturbed. In fact, I might even help your planet.”
“Really? By doing what, going all glow eyed? Making a new cult?”
“I have my skills Jack. Yes, I made mistakes in the past, but I am willing to change. Surely you can see that?”
“You mean selling out the other Baal’s, saving your ass?”
“I could help you in your battles against the Ori and the Wraith. I am several thousands of years old Jack. I have lead military campaigns that you could not even imagine. Taking part in the destruction of entire planets. I know how to fight a war. You need my skills and my abilities jack.
“Excuse me? Could you repeat that last part again please? I didn’t quite catch that.” Jack moved a little forward, cupping his ears.
“I said you need me. I still have bases across the galaxy. Secret bases. Places where the Kull warriors were made. I know of several planets where they are currently in stasis. Thousands of Kull warriors Jack. You know how formidable they are. Just imagine what will happen when they engage the Ori troops. I’m sure you remember how effective they were against the Jaffa?”
Jack took a moment. He remembered all the bodies. And of course, he knew how Carter felt when that lone Kull warrior went after her. “No. That’s certain death for them. They might be mindless automatons, but we’d be no better than the Ori. We’d be sending them to their deaths, and I won’t support that.”
“They will die anyway. In stasis they have a chance. When activated, they will last mere weeks, perhaps even a few months before they are dead. At least give them the chance to die honourably.”
Jack was surprised. “The chance to die honourably? Have you been using the sarcophagus? Maybe taking some hemp? Let me guess; you smoked but you didn’t inhale? What is all this sudden care for your troops? Trying to make an impression? Weaselling your way out of another death trap?”
Baal stood up. “Whether you believe me or not Jack. I am honest in this. I have changed. The constant bickering of my clones has given me pause for thought. I made a mistake in creating them. The Kull warriors are the only measure that I know of to engage the Ori troops, and make them pay dearly in numbers. I have fifty thousand who can be activated in under twenty four hours. Enough to help you in your battles for the moment. After that, maybe another fifty thousand, and then you will have to start praying. Because unless you can field larger troop numbers against the Ori crusaders, you will not be alive for very long.”
Jack thought it over. Even with the additions from the other countries, and the additions from the Free Jaffa, they would draw up short. The Kull warriors would tip the numbers game in their favour, and until they could begin production of the armour en masse, they were going to go down very fast. “Well then, I guess we have an agreement. For the moment. Lets get your buddies off earth now, while were here.” He turned and looked towards Thor, who took down the shield. Jack walked towards him, and spoke to him. Even with his enhanced hearing, Baal couldn’t really make out what they were saying. He got up, and walked towards the two, until he faced them. They looked back at him. “What? I’ve agreed haven’t I?”
“We are about to beam the rest of you onto this ship. Be aware, that there is no way that you can commandeer this vessel.” Thor spoke and then looked at his console.
“I have no intentions towards the vessel Supreme Commander Thor. If you would kindly beam the rest of me up, and me onto the surface, I will be most grateful.”
“Actually, were not beaming you down just yet.” At that, there was some commotion. There were several flashes of light, and many troops appeared. They took up positions around Thor, the general and the outer boundaries of the room. They had their weapons trained towards the centre. Baal looked at Jack.
“You can’t kill them? Surely not?” He seemed worried.
“Why not? The less of you the better.” Jack looked at the soldiers. “Ready weapons!” The sound of weapons being cocked for action reverberated throughout the room.
“Jack, please don’t do this. Why can’t you just take them into custody? Interrogate them, torture them. But please do not kill them. You have rules that you have to follow.”
“Well, technically, were at war with the Goa'uld. And that includes you.” He was about to turn around.
“Wait! What do you want? Just name it, and I’ll do it. Just don’t kill the clones. Please.” Baal was genuinely honest.
Jack looked at Thor, who looked back at him. “You passed the test. Okay let’s go.”
Baal was confused. “What test?”
“I had to know if you had really changed. Walk with me.” He looked at the troops. “Make sure you guard Thor, at all costs. If the other Baal’s move, or do anything that you don’t like or find suspicious, like talking or looking at you funny, please shoot them.” The sound of yes sir echoed throughout the room.
Jack walked towards another room, and Baal was behind him. “I thought you weren’t going to kill the others?”
“Just to immobilise them. Nothing more. Okay, here we are.” Jack stopped when inside the room. It had silver walls, with purple or violet traced lights around the edges of the room. In the centre was what appeared to be a table.
“What do the Asgard need the table for?”
“It’s not for the Asgard.” White lights appeared, and several people beamed in. he recognised members of SG1, and some other personnel. He also saw Teal'c, who was looking at him the way a hunter looked at their prey.
“Don’t worry Teal'c wont bite. Teal'c has volunteered to interrogate and question personally the Baal’s that were captured from the fleet, and your other clones, once they’ve been transferred to our moon base, and when this mission is completed. Such a selfless act Teal'c. One day you will have to teach me to be so generous.
Teal'c gave a very evil smile, whilst still watching Baal.
“Exactly why are we in this room?”
At that, the holographic display activated. It showed what appeared to be the Milky Way galaxy, before zooming in, to a solar system, where it showed an Ori mothership heading towards a planet.
Carter moved forward. “We’ve been tracking the Ori movements from a distance. The Odyssey has been watching this ship from extremely long range. They are heading towards this planet, where there is a Free Jaffa stronghold. We intend to intercept and engage the Ori forces on the planet, whilst they are invading. Pinning them down, and crushing them in several pincer movements.” The display changed, zooming in on the planet. It was mountainous terrain, and there were many bodies of water. Baal was thinking deeply and hard.
“If I could interject a moment please Colonel?” Baal stepped forwards. “The Ori only have three ships in the galaxy at the moment. Correct?”
“That’s right. We managed to destroy one using the unstable vortex of the supergate.” Carter looked round to him.
“When leading any kind of invasion, it is most important to bolster an already stretched supply lines. If this were me, I would find a planet, and begin using it as a base for producing materials for my war effort. Somewhere, the Ori have colonised a planet, or even several planets, and they are busy working. I’m sure they work very fast.” He looked at Jack. “They could be building more motherships. And these are already proving more than a handful. If you are going to do this, then you need to push the attack on several fronts. Teal'c, do you remember the engagement between Apophis and Cronos the first time round?”
“Indeed. A single ship attacked a planet under the control of Apophis. It was a distraction, allowing Cronos to commit a much larger fleet to attack a completely different planet of another system lord. Needless to say, there was much bloodshed.”
“This is a distraction. Why waste a single Ori mothership on a small Jaffa outpost? It’s not even a stronghold to be perfectly honest. The Ori have another target in mind.”
“How can you be so sure?” Carter queried.
“Because, quite simply, I know the systems in that sector of the galaxy. May I?” He motioned for the tablet pc that she had in her arms. She looked towards Jack, who nodded his head. She gave him the machine, and stepped back.
“If we zoom out and look at the star systems here.” The display changed, showing the view from a great distance. Several systems were highlighted. “I have several mining operations in these areas. Several planets have immense natural sources of Naquadah, and more importantly, Neutronium”. The display changed. “The Neutronium is extremely important. From the destroyed remains of Ori fighters that I have studied, Neutronium plays an extremely important part in their technology. I suspect that the attack on the Jaffa outpost is merely a distraction for the main attack. And I believe this attack will focus on the planet in question.” He moved the stylus on the screen, and the display changed, showing a single planet. “This planet has the largest deposits of Neutronium that I have ever seen or heard of. It is several times larger than your own star, and resides in a trinary star system. The planet is habitable, but only just barely. My teams are on the planet right now, mining it for everything we can get. This is the target for the Ori. Not the Jaffa stronghold. I would recommend abandoning the outpost, and leaving.” He looked around the room.
“The Free Jaffa have never retreated from battle” spoke Teal'c defiantly.
“Not retreat. Abandon. Only for a little while. Leave a cloaked Alkesh nearby, and just watch what they do. I am positive that they will leave without doing anything.”
“We could set a trap for them, and hit them both at the same time.” Cameron spoke out, looking at Baal. “If we hit them with a number of small groups, and surround the crusaders, we can pin them down for quite some time. They will have to ring in troops. Meanwhile, if they are going to attack this oh so big super massive planet, then we can ambush them using the Kull warriors. Right?” He smiled at Baal, who was put off by it.
“Good idea. We need to get some 302’s over there as fast as possible. Carter, how many swing wing 302 craft do we have available?”
“I have absolutely no idea.”
“What is a swing wing 302?” Baal queried. He was ignored.
“Good. Could you find out please? Like now?” Sam walked out of the room, and went to speak to Thor. As she walked in, she saw many Baal’s. They were in the centre of the room, behind a shield, and the troops were surrounding them. The clones didn’t move, but when they saw Carter, then began to complain. She ignored them, and looked at the troops, who moved forwards with their weapons. She walked to Thor.
“Hello Samantha Carter. Is everything okay?”
“Hey Thor. Can you tell me how many new swing wing 302’s we have? General O’Neill asked me to find out.”
Thor moved the stone over the console. “There are exactly fifty swing wing 302 craft available for usage. The array reports that all testing has been done. By this time tomorrow, fifty more will be available.”
“That thing sure does build them fast. I thought it would be a couple of days at least before we could get anymore.”
“Forseti made a guess that you would need the 302 craft first. Since that day last week, the array has been building those craft exclusively. The swing wing capability has not yet been tested, to my knowledge. Building larger craft takes more time, but for something as small as the 302, they can be made far more quickly.”
“We might need the craft for a major operation.”
“Which would mean that you will be needing all of them.” Thor moved the stone on his console, and the screen changed. A number of Asgard were visible.
“Yes Thor.”
“Forseti. It would appear that you were correct in anticipating that the swing wing 302 craft would be needed first. The array will need to increase the speed at which they can be built.”
“Coincidentally, we were about to modify the array. From observation so far, we have been able to ascertain areas which can be improved. The new updates have been implemented, and currently construction is continuing at a faster pace.”
Thor turned to Sam. “When will the operation commence?”
“In about five days.”
“We will do our best.” Forseti spoke and the screen switched off.
“Thanks Thor. I’ll see you soon.”

Sam walked back into the room. “Sir, the array has been reconfigured to build them faster than before. We should have enough for what we plan to do.”
Jack was chewing thoughtfully. “Okay. Baal, you can go back to Earth. Carter, go with him and discuss the finer points of what tech stuff we need. Not to mention fitting you with a special implant to track you. Right Carter?”
“Yes sir. I’ll make sure all the bases are covered.”
“Good. Now take him into the next room, ask Thor nicely and he’ll beam you back down to the surface. When I see you again in a little while, I want everything to be finished okay?”
“Yes sir.”
Sam motioned Baal to follow her, and they walked into the next room. As Baal walked in, the clones began clamouring over each other, shouting curses, swearing profusely, and threatening to kill him if he did not release them. Baal calmly ignored them, and walked with Sam to Thor. Sam said a few words to Thor, and moments later, Baal found himself back in the room, with the air force personnel and Sam. She motioned for one of them to come forward.
“Orders from General O’Neill. We need to get a dermal implant injected into Baal, and it needs to be done right now. There’s a kit in the back of my truck. Could you get it for me please?”
“Yes maam.” The airman moved quickly, to Sam’s truck.
Sam turned back, and checked on Baal. “Looks like the General gave you a good shot.” She looked at his blood stained mouth.
“Nothing a series of good cocktails, and a healing device won’t cure. I have to admit, I was taken by surprise.” He rubbed his mouth.
“Well, I’m sure you can piss him off a little more.” She smiled. She was wondering when Teal'c would take up the post of getting the information out of the Baal’s. Daniel wanted to be there, claiming it would be stressful for him not to watch. He actually mentioned bringing along some popcorn. It was no secret that he wanted revenge for the death of Sha’re.
The airman returned, with a small medical kit. Sam thanked him as he brought it to her. She went to the table, and opened it up. Inside were the standard first aid bits and pieces. However, there was a single large syringe, already sealed. She took it out, and checked it, before walking over to Baal. He looked at it with trepidation.
“The needle is a little long isn’t it?”
“All the better to prick you with.” She motioned for him to pull up his sleeve, before taking the plastic cover off the needle. As she moved forwards, Baal seemed to pull back.
“What’s wrong? Scared?”
“No. I just don’t trust you with that thing. You might decide to stab me with it.”
Sam grabbed his arm, and injected him. The grimace on his face was evident. Sam finished quickly, recovering the needle, and placing it back into the first aid box. Baal was obviously unhappy, as he rubbed his arm. He looked at Sam with an evil eye.
Sam looked back. “I could always tell General O’Neill that you’ve reneged on your offer.”
Baal’s face quickly changed. “No need” he smiled, as he straightened his shirt. “Right, lets negotiate what I can get for you, produce and other stuff. At excellent prices of course.”
Sam looked at him. “Of course.” She retrieved her tablet pc from the table, and sat down opposite Baal. “Right. Naquadah and Trinium are the most important on our list. Agreed?”
Baal smiled. “Agreed. I can deliver twenty thousand tonnes by tomorrow. Let’s say one hundred dollars per kilogram”-
“By tomorrow? That means you’ve got a stash somewhere on earth. I tell you what; give me the exact locations of all your Naquadah and Trinium storage facilities on earth. We’ll just beam it all up.”
“Then that will equate to about three hundred thousand tonnes altogether. One fifty for Naquadah and Trinium. As I was saying, one hundred dollars per kilogram”
“You want thirty millions dollars for all of it?”
“I believe that is a very fair price. One hundred dollars per kilogram is an excellent rate.”
“More like rip off. Fifty.”
Baal stopped smiling. “I am not running a charity here Colonel. Seventy five.”
Sam pursed her lips. “Sixty. Last offer.”
Baal pursed his lips. He waited a moment. “Deal. I’ll get the locations for you if you don’t mind waiting a moment.” He got up and moved to the table where he was sat previously before being beamed away to meet Jack. He picked up his briefcase, and opened it up. He took out an odd looking device, and walked back over to Sam, and sat down.
Sam was looking at the device. “What is that thing?”
He looked up. “It’s my version of your tablet machines. Far better, easier to carry, and no problems with batteries. A micro Naquadah cell keeps it running. I assume you have wireless on your tablet?”
“Of course.”
“I’m sending you the data now. There you go.”
The machine in her hand beeped. “Confirmed. I have the locations for your deposits.” She looked up at Baal.
“Excellent. And when can I expect payment?”
“Once we’ve checked it all out. The Odyssey will beam all the material out later today. We still have a little way to go. I also want personal shields, portable healing devices, staff weapons, staff cannons, a Naquadah based hyperdrive, zat weapons, Naquadah reactors, cloaking technology, fusion reactors, about fifty of those tablet machines and a sarcophagus.”
Baal smiled. “You certainly don’t leave anything out do you?”
“The list will be subject to change at anytime. With regards to payment, just give me the account details, and I’ll see to it.” Sam put the stylus back into the slot of the tablet pc and turned it off.
Baal didn’t look very happy. “What happens now?”
“Well, you give us all the stuff, we leave you alone, but we still track your whereabouts. That way, if something goes wrong, we just beam you up and beat you. Well, Teal'c beats you. The rest of us just sit and watch.” She smiled back at him, before getting up. She looked towards the airmen, and told them that she was leaving. And also to escort Baal out, anyway they liked. She walked round to the other side of the table, before retrieving something from her pocket. She pressed a button and disappeared.
Baal looked back at his watch, before getting up, to find himself being manhandled by the airmen. They grabbed him, and dragged him outside. Another airman grabbed his stuff, and went after the trio.
They took him outside, to where a car was waiting. Baal thought he was going to be thrown into the back seat, however, the boot was opened, and they consequently threw him in, with all his gear, and closed the door. The airmen looked at each other and laughed, before getting into the vehicle, and driving off.

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By Wilson359 on 03-29-2007, 02:42 PM

All I can say is more more.

I'm going through withdrawals here.