AN: I redid the first part of this story and added a prologue. Let me know what you think!
Prologue
The Goa'uld mothership floated silently through the stars, all systems powered down, its master biding his time until the right moment came.
"How close are we Jarall?" The First Prime asked, never taking his eyes off the planet that was slowly coming into view.
"Very, sir," the technician replied, his hands flying over the controls. "It will be ready before we are within range of the planet."
The First Prime nodded and sat back in the command throne. He took a deep breath and pressed the comm button on his chair. "My lord, we are almost ready." He paused. "What are your orders, my lord?"
'Do it,' their master's voice rasped. 'And do not fail me again, Tomas.' The was an abrupt click as the comm shut off.
The First Prime paled and swallowed hard. "Yes, my lord." he whispered, staring at the arm of his chair.
"Master Tomas?" The technician's voice jolted him back to reality. "We are within range."
Tomas sat back in his chair, and straightened his shoulders. "Begin the priming sequence."
"Yes, sir." Alarms began to sound as the young Jaffa activated his master's secret. The lights dimmed as the ship began to demand far more power from its systems. The technician turned back to Tomas and nodded.
"Very well." Tomas took a deep breath. "Fire."
Everything went black as the weapon drained all the ship's power. A small flash against the stars was the only indication that anything had really happened. The light quickly turned and disappeared into the planet's surface. Almost instantly the surface began to boil; the oceans evaporated and continents practically melted as the weapon superheated anything it touched.
"It's working!" Tomas breathed, leaning forward. "Status!"
"The change is holding steady, sir. It should be complete within thirty seconds."
Tomas allowed himself a grim smile as he watched the entire planet become magma. As soon as the surface was completely converted, what looked like large silver wires began to snake upward into space. Materializeing directly out of the magma, the wires stretched and grew at an incredible speed, weaving together as they reached for the heavens. Within seconds, a silvery web encircled the planet. Directly over the equator, the wires twined into a silvery pillar that grew until it hovered directly beneath the mothership.
"Sir, we're ready for the next step." Jarall's hand hovered over the controls.
"Master?" Tomas spoke quietly into the comm. "Shall we continue?"
'Its working?' the papery voice quivered with excitement.
"Perfectly, my lord."
'Yes!' the master hissed. 'Well done. Now finish it.'
"Yes, my lord." Tomas nodded at the Jarall who tapped a single button on his panel. The power flickered and returned as the great ship began to move towards the pillar. Centering itself over the shimmering column, the Ha'tak slowly landed. The silver material immediately crept up the sides of the ship, quickly covering the entire vessel. Within seconds, the only bare spot left was the view port on the bridge.
Tomas shifted nervously as he watched the silvery substance shimmer and slide around the pane of the window. "Is it-"
"Yes, sir, it's safe." Jarall replied, bringing up the data report on the main view screen. "The reaction has completely stopped and we have full control of the entire system." He glanced back at his master. "Now what, sir?"
"Now, you wait, Jarall, while I go inform the Master of our success." Tomas rose quickly from his chair and strode out of the room, his cloak swirling around him.
"Yes, sir," Jarall muttered to himself, turning back to his controls.