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Prologue

"All Atlantis expedition members please report to gate room. Embarkation will begin in 20 minutes."

Colonel Sumner entered the locker room as we were all gearing up. Immediately, everyone stood at attention and saluted him. I was the last to pay him that respect.

"Ok people," Sumner barked," double time! We've got scientists to baby-sit."

Approving chuckles resounded. I eagerly laced my boots and stood before the Colonel, impatient for the embarkation to begin. Sumner noticed my enthusiasm.

"Glad to see your ready Lt. Eames, but wipe that smirk off your face: we're travelling across the galaxy, not going to basic training."

I noticed the grin on the fool's face and searched for the memory of my training. "I'm just happy there are no obstacle courses where we're going, sir." Sumner let a low chuckle escape his lips as he remembered the embarrassing tumble Eames – I took through the tripwire course, and then returned to his serious demeanour.

"We have no idea what to expect over there, Lieutenant, so keep your eyes peeled, "he paused and placed his hand on my shoulder, "and look before you leap."

I saluted as the rest of the unit fell into place. Sumner donned his military cap, his ridiculous way of looking authoritative, and we headed out to gate room. I could feel the heart beating in my chest while we moved through the corridors, responding to my own sense of excitement. At last, my patience was about to be rewarded. As we joined the rest of the expedition, I was able to finally look upon the Chapai'ai – I mean the Stargate. I had been planning this moment for years, and now, finally, my machinations were coming to fruition. I watched Dr. Weir step up on the ramp and address the team.

"Can I have everyone's attention please?" she called from the ramp.

I must admit that for a civilian, she showed excellent leadership qualities . . . that is, for a human.

"Alright," she continued, "here we go. We are about to try and make a connection. We have been unable to predict exactly how much power this is gonna take, and we may only get one chance at this –"

"Please, stop!"

Lt. Alastor Eames begged pathetically from the back of my mind. I ignored him and focused on Weir.

" – We'll send in the M.A.L.P robot probe, check for vitality, and go. – "

"It's not your mind, it's MINE!"

Damn, nuisance! The mind belongs to the one with the strongest will! And yours was pathetically weak. It was only because of me that you even became a Lieutenant. Now be silent!

" – You are the world's best and brightest – "

Best and brightest? I couldn't help but grin to myself. Their feeble minds could not hold a fraction of the knowledge contained within my mind.

"I hope we all return one day, having discovered a whole new realm for humanity to explore."

Explore? Or exploit? The only purpose of exploration is to discover new people to dominate. I have had my fill of this galaxy's incompetents.

"I won't let you!"

Fool! It will be with your hands that I enslave a galaxy! You will witness the destruction with your own eyes, and you will be haunted by their screams for eternity. Who knows, you may even learn to enjoy it.

"Bastard!"

Be silent!

"Begin the dialling sequence."

Weir walked down the ramp and the Stargate began to dial the Atlantis address. I checked my equipment, making sure my own personal items were properly concealed. They weren't exactly standard issue with Earth's military. I noticed Sumner approaching Major Sheppard. I didn't know the man, and that made me uneasy. I had familiarised myself with the files of all the personnel on this mission, but he was a late addition. I would have to watch him carefully. I could overhear their conversation.

"You are not here by my choice." Sumner obviously disapproved of this man for some reason, which reassured me that Sheppard could be dealt with if I deemed it necessary.

"I'm sure you'll warm up to me once you get to know me, sir," Sheppard replied. I would have killed him where he stood for his arrogance, but Sumner merely warned him and walked away. This is why humans are weak. They put up with insubordinate personnel for too long. Rule is established with power, not mercy.

"They will stop you."

Stop me? How? They do not even realise their own incompetence! Once they find out about me, it will be too late.

"Chevron eight," a technician announced over the P.A. "is locked."

The Stargate activated. The wake exploded from the centre, then fell back into the event horizon. Cheers erupted around me: they would soon turn to screams of terror. It took every ounce of self-control not to run through the gate while they sent their probe through. I looked to control center and saw O'Neil nod in approval to Dr. Weir. To think they promoted that Cretan to General made me sick to my – well, Eames' stomach. I only wish I could see his face when he realised who he allowed through the Stargate. Dr. Weir left the control room.

"Let's go people," Sumner ordered, "We don't know how much time we've got." I fell into line behind them as they walked up the ramp. Soon, very soon, I would –

"Hold on, Colonel," Dr. Weir called out. I stopped, frustrated. She grabbed her backpack and joined Sumner on the ramp. "We go through together." I rolled my eyes. How pathetic. Sumner walked with Weir, his weapon raised, and they entered the wormhole. The rest of the unit followed suit. I raised my weapon and approached the event horizon.

"You won't win!"

I grinned and dismissed Eames. I would have to get a new host on the other side; this one was too annoying. My eyes burned with excitement just before I dematerialised.

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