STARGATE ARCADIA

The story which follows is a crossover between Stargate SG-1 and the Leijiverse (the world of Captain Harlock). It's translated from french - the story is complete in french, now I will try to translate all the 49 chapters...

Disclaimers :

- I don't own SG-1 nor Captain Harlock (if someone knows where I can find an O'Neill or a Harlock just for me, I'm interested)

- the translation is not mine but my sister's one. I'm just here to re-read and check she will not modify the original story

PRELUDE

The fire was progressing from everywhere. The town had become no more than a huge brasero, from where some few survivors were trying to fly. But those were soon to discover that hell was everywhere. The forest was burning. The lakes and rivers were turning into steam. Blinded, clothes and skin ablaze, those who had stayed outside did not survive more than a few minutes. The other ones, who had made to a shelter in time, were forced to stay hidden and knew fear, darkness and hardships. Every attempt at gooing outside ended in death. The law of the strongest ruled the undergrounds and people fought for the last pieces of food, the last drops of water.

Because the sun had gone crazy.

Once, its heat and its light had enable life to appear on this planet. At first it was plants, then animals, and finally intelligent beings. The habitants of the planet had grown, developped, created cultures, each one different, each one original. They had been invaded, defeated and colonized. Then they had rebelled, waiting their hour in the shadow.

And now they were going to disappear, destroyed by their own sun.

The last traces of life went away.

In the squadron leaving the planetary system, a ship stayed behind for a time in order to launch an automatic probe. Her captain was observing the world he had just left. The star would burn everything. Nothing would remain exept for the scars of a planetary disaster.

And when life would finally took its rights again, every traces would have disappeared, and this tragedy would be forgotten.

At least, that was what he was hoping for.

Because if whatever was sleeping in the depths of this world happened to awake once again, it would not be this planet only, but each and every solar system which would be threatened...

There would not be any possible shelter. It would be a chain reaction, spreading across the galaxy. All would be swept away.

All the stars...