Red Dawn
Chapter 1
Red Dawn: Rewrite I
Helltanz's notes: The base storyline is partially inspired by the movie Red Dawn, O'neill and the rest of SG1 are obviously present not just the Goa'uld. As with most of my fics there will be other showings, and even references to my original works.
Though its not nearly as depressing as Red Dawn, at least initially, certainly more science fiction, it is Stargate, though the device in question won't be used for a while, well unless the Goa'uld bring another Gate to Earth, which will probably happen later on.
Disclaimer: This is Fan Fiction… I am growing tired of writing these blasted disclaimers.
Story begin
Introduction: the Opening of the war
"The war began unexpectedly, the Goa'uld attacked, they under estimated, humanities resolve, the fact… the fact we as a race and people are stubborn and would fight even if it meant dieing, as long as we took them with us. In a final act of defiance, we enacted Failsafe protocols we activated Project MYST. We hit their fleet with everything we had, every nuclear missile we could launch at the time, it wasn't enough… it wasn't supposed to be, the combined electro magnetic pulse knocked out the Ha'tak fleet just long enough to for us to deploy the nanomist. The pulse was more than sufficent to hold the enemy fleet at bay for the four minutes for it to spread across the planet. The same day they tried to bombard the planet… the mist worked, the energy barrage failed… so began the brutal ground war… the onslaught of Jaffa on Earth, of house to house fighting. They awakened that day… Humanities only true hope… the Children whose creator we had ridiculed… it was their abilities we had to depend on. Project Aesir… they didn't realize what they were… and it was likely that we would not survive to pass on the information-" Area Thirty Nine final base recording 2001-11-01 17:58:35
Day two of the invasion
Introduction: The History of the 21st Century
The beginning of the 21st Century began on a high note. There was the promise of understanding, and of peace after generations of a cold war. These fleeting dreams died before the first year had ended.
Rather than a new era of prosperity mankind and all of earth was plunged into a century of warlordism, and the carnage of war the likes of which had never been seen before. The Third world war was not fought between nations. Petty regional strongmen fought against aliens, and other humans for their own gain.
This was the twenty first century. As the year 2001 approached its end Earth was invaded by a coalition of System Lords, who were as much prepared to fight each other as the inhabitants of earth. Humanities future would be shaped by those who had power. Democracy died a painfully agonizing death in the west, as militias, and military forces established primarily by force bastions of human survival. This was the greatest tragedy of the 21st Century
Charlie Monroe, Doctor of Political Science and Anthropology, University of Southern California
Introduction: Cohabitation with the Goa'uld
The Goa'uld invaded Earth because it teemed with humans. As with all wars there was "collaboration" with the "enemy". Not all the Goa'uld were brutally oppressive, unlike the traditions of the brutal relgious fanatics who have taken control in Southern Europe. The greatest example, and still thrives today is the Dominion of the First Emperor on Earth in what was China.
Yu Huang Shang Ti came as he had when the Goa'uld first found earth. His landing in China was met with a herald of nuclear missiles. These ballistic missiles were, as all were during that time completely useless against the shields of the Goa'uld. The ancient Goa'uld proclaimed his return, and "accepted" the Forbidden Palace as an acceptable offering. Where the likes of Heru-ur used force, the "Chinese" System Lord brought a return to old values, and mixed the new. He encouraged industrialization, because it allowed him to produce weapons.
The First Emperor of China was not the only one to win the hearts and minds of the people, but is the greatest example that modern society can survive with the Goa'uld, and bring a new era of prosperity.
Xander Lind, declared Arch Heretic, and Enemy of Humanity by the Department of the Inquisition of the New Papal States 2014 for the crimes of Heresy and Crimes against Humanity (collaboration and treason)
Chapter begin
United States of America Military base Appalachian Mountains
It was cold, the air was bitter, yet every man and boy was sweating like they it was summer instead of the end of winter.
Staff weapons and gun fire consumed air of the streets. The Jaffa burst into the room only to be hit by a burst of bullets. As it stood the Jaffa were only making progress because there were thousands of them.
"Damn it you kids get up to the mountains, finish loading up the supply trucks. We'll hold these damn Klingons off." Grunted the old man loading a fresh magazine into his M16. "Get to Ellis's house, and use the caves. The following is classified information there is suspected to be an alien ruins under the mountain."
"James he's right." Stated one of the seniors of the local high school clutching a Romanian made, and imported, AK with one hand. "We have to get out of here."
"We can't leave them here." Protested the younger gesturing to the old men.
Giving a brief growl of impotence at the situation, another spoke "Like it or not we can't stay here either." Stated one of the football players angrily as he tightened his grip on the barely legal M4 in his hand. "We have to move, we have some time before the next wave, you should head up there as well."
The facts still weren't out in the open but there wasn't time to explain. "No we got to cover you kids. We've set up a line of claymores, just to keep them busy long enough. Now get moving." Shouted the old man. Orders were orders, soviets, or aliens, who cared enemies of the US, if enemies changed it didn't matter orders stayed the same.
Where he'd found the time to get the mines, and set them up wasn't really important right now. "Come on. We don't have much time."
The youngest teen blinked… "Ragnarok we can't leave them." James all but whimpered gesturing to the adults.
"We have no time to argue." The blue eyed teen responded in a low voice.
"Get moving." The old man ordered again. Genetically enhanced or not they were still kids, but Johnson was getting impatient.
"Major, good luck."
"Thanks get out of here kids." He gave a one handed wave his eyes and more importantly gun trained on the door. It would take the jaffa another half hour before they made another push, and the Goa'uld in charge wasn't having much luck.
The journey up the Appalachians was slow, James stared at the small town below. It didn't make sense for the aliens to invade such a small town, but from the news, or what little they could get after the EMP blast, this was going on everywhere. Old man Ellis was the town eccentric there was no telling what kind of booby traps they were looking at.
The sound of gun clicked. "You boys turn around real slow."
"Ellis put the damn AK 47 down its us."
"OH yeah how do I know you ain't an alien." Stated the sixty something old man tightening his grip on the soviet built assault rifle again.
Someone snorted disbelievingly. "Because If I was an alien old man I would have shot you already." Grumbled one of the linebackers, a big burly but generally amiable black teen of eighteen. Even as he said this he made sure to keep the shotgun pointed at the dirt, and away from anyone else.
"Paul the day you can sneak on me is the day I've been in the ground for couple hundred years." Grunted the old man. "Ragnarok whats my favorite color?"
"The fuck." Demanded Paul and a few of the others spluttered at the inane question.
The blue eye teen gave no indication of being surprised at the very, very strange question being posed at a time like this. There was an invasion going on after all. "It is grey." Came the voice completely devoid of emotion.
"Tch true enough, who do I hate more than carpet bagger Yankees?" the old man barked again
"Communists." Responded the blue eyed genetically engineered super human in exasperation, now was hardly the time for this nonsense.
"Damn straight." Grunted the old man. "I suppose y'all can come on up lets go." The man didn't lower his weapon though.
Ellis Hamilton's house was more appropriately a bunker in the mountain, stocked with a number of fallout necessities, which was rife with large natural and very sturdy caves.
"Heimdall what are we doing?" Nolan asked, a third generation Irish American, though he was a protestant.
The red turned around. "Any chance the old nut has a nuke lying around?"
"I doubt it." Remarked the teen in response, seriously that was so utterly absurd why would one even ask that.
Ellis laughed at the teen, "Well then that's one bet you would lose." The old man grunted with a smile that bore no trace of warmth.
"How do never mind I don't want to know."
"You could by damn near anything on the black market. Damn Yankee ATF can't find the point of the compass standing right in front of 'em." Muttered the man snidely. "Well come on you lot." That wasn't how he'd gotten the nuke though, the local military installation had received very explicit orders following intel reports from Cheyenne about a possible invasion.
On paper Ellis lived in house built into the side of the mountain, this was mainly for the IRS's benefit of course. The 'main' bunker house entrance was well concealed and you would walk right by it but still old man was paranoid enough to run patrols.
"Paul this is for you." He remarked handing over a more than likely very illegal squad level fully automatic weapon. "Any of those aliens and you let em have it with this machine gun." Stated the old man. "Ragnarok I don't think I need to remind you how to use a rifle, or you Heimdall." No body in this town needed to be taught to use a rifle, most having started shooting high powered loads as early as ten.
The hawk eyed teen, Heimdall, scowled. "Tch I'm not senile old man." He growled.
"Nice attitude Heimdall save it for the aliens." Barked the old man giving the teen a hard clamp on the shoulder. Heimdall flinched a bit.
"I'm going to the blinds." Commented another of the teens.
"Tyr hold your damn horses and take some body with you boy." Shouted the recluse after the retreating figure.
"I'll go." Stated the football teams kicker, Sammy, short for Samuel.
"Alright then Tyr will show you the way. Ragnarok you and the others come with me we need to store those trucks, also I need to talk with you about you know what."
Ragnarok nodded solemnly. "I understand sir." Unloading the crates proved a bother even with the twenty or so people helping. The supplies they had brought was just a fraction of what had been stored at the base.
"I take it you brought that stuff with you."
"Yes sir." Responded the blue eyed teen, Ragnarok lifted his rucksack.
"Good seeing as you might need it. I'd suggest you wear it more, Heimdall might be a right smart ass in need of a serious thumping of some sense, but might be a good idea to give him my set, I am getting on." The old man snorted. "What happens, happens. You still knife training?"
"Yes sir." He answered.
"Good then you won't mind me evaluating your progress will you?" the old man flicked a knife out and in the same moment lunged.
"You are getting old." said Ragnarok his left hand holding a knife a few centimeters above the subclavial artery.
"Damn straight, you are getting better though." Commented the older one right before he knocked the teen on his ass.
"The dawn is red." The 'twilight of the gods' remarked staring up at the sky, it had after all taken them most the night to get here.
Colorado, Cheyenne Mountain, SGC
The United States SFs did there best exploiting the nature of the labyrinth like bases construction to hold out, in fact the Jaffa had continued to enter through the main entrance and were only two levels underground.
"Once the jaffa pierce this line of defense we will activate the self destruct." Stated the aging and balding Texan general. "It was an honor to serve with all of you. All of you with draw to the emergency exits as soon as possible." He said over the intercom of the base that had been the Stargate command.
"Major Davis if you will come with me to activate the Self Destruct when the time comes?" Asked the general.
"Certainly sir, but if I may inquire what about SG-1?"
"Major, by now Col. O'neill has likely gone to ground, he was trained in the event of this occurring, except we expected it to be the Russians. No offense Colonel Chekov." He said glancing at the Russian team leader
"None taken General Hammond." Responded the Russian inclining his head. "It has been an honor to serve with you."
"Most of the SGC has been evacuated once the missiles were launched, the more troops we can get out the better off we can help." The old Texan stated. "You should leave as well."
The Jaffa were quiet determined to take this facility, it showed in the number of troops they had on the ground, but no it was proving a bad thing the number of corpses were starting to clog narrow passages.
Air force personal had already begun moving supplies days earlier when it had been clear that finally the system lords had had enough, and would be invading earth.
Colorado springs
Jonathan 'Jack' O'neill was not having a good day. As a testament to this fact were the many bodies of the Jaffa who had attacked Colorado springs. Of course the two punks in suits didn't help his mood either.
"We are from the NID" Stated the first flashing a badge, "colonel we need to brief you on something of utmost urgency." The Suit number 1 said.
The leader of SG1 growled at the man, "In case you didn't notice we are being fucking invaded." Jack shouted.
"We are aware of that Colonel." Stated the second suit as O'neill continued to load his various assortment of weapons. The man remarked, "This is however a matter of utmost priority to the continued fight against the Goa'uld.
"Approximately twenty one years ago," The first man began, "the military and CIA initiated Phase two of the Aesir Project."
Aesir Project had been a military program geared towards fighting the soviets, particularly in the realm of black operations. In other words things that didn't officially happen, in this case super soldiers. "They What!" Demanded O'neil hefting the suit up by his throat.
"They proceeded to phase two," the special agent continued unconcerned. "The NID is dispatching agents to attempt to contact all Phase One operatives, this is of utmost importance, Col-"
The door to the house exploded, and Jaffa stormed in.
The two NID thugs, both of whom were standing in the doorway quickly got killed by staff fire. O'neill rolled back and sprayed the first group with a high burst of automatic fire, courtesy of a HK he'd taken from the SGC's armory.
"O'neill of the Tauri you are admittedly a skilled warrior," the gold branded alien stated loudly entering with a swagger, O'neill had dropped the empty gun in favor of a Fox shotgun.
The colonel sneered and with surprising dexterity hurled a spike through the Jaffa's hand. "Get out of my house." The leader of SG 1 growled firing the over under shotgun, the tungsten slung dropped the Jaffa commander like a rock, and blew a sizable chunk of his chest out.
"Very Impressive," complemented a quiet voice the faint shimmering of a cloak deactivating blurred the air.
"Snake head." O'neill grumbled, one bullet left he thought wondering if he could pull off a kill before the hand device could drive him into the wall.
"I mean you no harm Colonel O'neill, my mistress Lady Bastet would very much like to meet you." The woman stated. She bowed. "I was instructed not to make contact until you were ready, but I was unsure if you desired assistance."
The Goa'uld Invasion Historical Excerpt
The Invasion of Earth and the resulting nuclear counter attack used to stall while the nano mist of Project MYST, this caused the Goa'uld to not only fight amongst themselves but against the fractured Human resistance groups.
This was the largest invasion ever launched by the Goa'uld of course it should be, given the number and level of technology. This coalition of system lords was the first and last time it would happen. In the future the System lords would be far too busy with their own infighting to ever both another joint invasion again.
In the air planes proved more effective against their counterparts than the nukes had against the Ha'tak vessels, which eventually entered the fray lowering themselves to act as massive mobile infantry bases, this proved a critical flaw when various groups took control of these Ha'tak and turned them against their former masters.
Baal and Heru-ur encountered one another and frequently fought one another on the east coast of the American continent, while certain Goa'uld carved expanses of territory out of the planet attempting to desperately to control the rebellions that were erupting, for example in the Middle East, where rival factions united against a common enemy.
Surprisingly the Vatican, a major secondary target was a major location of resistance, deployed an alien artifact which defended the city via a powerful energy shield.
With out the Ha'tak ability to bombard from orbit the lynch pin of Goa'uld invasion strategy to remove and cow the population of the invaded world into submission was removed, so thus began the war.
In individual regions began the battle street to street fighting, combat in the forests, combat in the desert, combat in the marshes, even on the sea. This resistance was the norm, early on, but all too soon collaboration began between the human survivors and the invaders.
Technology was taken from the invaders. Naquadah reactors started to be used to power cities, manufacturing of weapons, and development of an anti Goa'uld serum. Biological weapons, were useless but in some cases chemical weapons were of use, though an aerosolized form of the serum saw extensive use against not only the Goa'uld but the Jaffa. In response the Goa'uld adopted these advances as their own, and used them against each other. In response they developed anti toxins against chemical weapons, which all intelligent Goa'uld took regularly.
The Ismail'ii rose to prominence in the middle east their long thought dead assassins taking out Goa'uld and Jaffa commanders with Holy Zeal. The Mossad of Israel went to ground like other black ops to attempt to protect their Nations people.
It was these black operators who committed terror attacks against the Goa'uld. They would also form some of the first successful organized resistance groups.
In the mid west the personnel of the SGC deprived the snake heads of the Star gate, and fought as the principle resistance in that region of the United States. In the East of the Former United States the Red Dawn made a name for themselves finding the closely guarded secret which brought them victory against the Slave Armies of Jaffa and their Goa'uld masters.
More than four hundred million of India's civilian population died with the first eight months of the ground war. While in India Kali turned her hordes on millions who refused to accept, something even the Hindus who didn't agree thought her actions were merely that as her as the Destroyer.
In China Yu Huang Shang Ti brought the first Collaboration Government into form. This government would establish stability in the region only threatened occasionally by the likes of Kali, and terrorist attacks. Yu was amongst the oldest of the system lords, and his hand was firm with justice established in very clear edicts written thousands of years previous.
Major cities suffered heavily in the early years of the invasion. New York, LA, Tokyo, Shanghai, and many other cities lost on average fifty to seventy percent of their populations during the conflict with the Goa'uld. Starvation was rampant through out, not just third world countries. Food production dropped dramatically, and even with those that still produced surplus produce transporting it had become impossible.
As the borders of the world shattered, national identities lost, they rose from the ashes the varying some former gangs, others had been militias, the military and some just learned.
Aesir, and other by products of the super soldier programs run by varying nations, engaged in regular urban combat where the goa'uld had little experience, but refused to back down because of their ego. Phase One and Two of the Aesir, those that had survived of the first generation, such as Jonathan O'neill, as well as the side project of the Aesir; Les Enfants Terribles rallied together forming a loose coalition based on shared heritage.
In this period of unprecedented scale of conflict and blood shed, technology changed, new things developed out of necessity, because of the discovery or acquirement of alien technology.
This would be the beginning of the unprecedented period of warlordism across the globe. Humanity would not unite as one to fight off the alien menace, such was merely the dreams of a forgotten, lost, and burned era of prosperity. Humanity would however fight.
Chapter Conclusion
Helltanz's notes: All Phase Two of Project Aesir are named after varying points from Norse Mythology, and O'neill is in trouble, well maybe.
I had originally planned, in the First Draft, to use Yu as the Goa'uld who makes contact with O'neill.
This takes place sometime during season 4, before that everything is canon for galactic affairs, at least modern affairs.