General can I keep him

A SG1/Bolo crossover by Astivalis

SG-1 and it's characters and the Bolo series are not owned by me, this fic will not make any profit whatsoever and is for fun only.

If you have a problem with this then tough.

The SG1 part of this story is set around Series1/Late Series2 and I leave the exact time to your choice, there are no changes to the cannon plot line so treat this story accordingly. The Bolo part is taken from the later stages of the Concordiat/Melconian war that was extremely nasty and brutal that it ended with both sides almost practically wiped out and crippled for hundreds of years later.

Depending on later reviews or comments will determine if there ever will be a sequel.

Italics = thoughts or when the Bolo is speaking.

Had to repost this due to problems with the file format, sorry.

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The enemy has come, my sensors detecting the approaching starships I warn my commander of the arrival. The timing could not be worse as he is far away at the colonies capitol, organizing the planets defense from the upcoming second attack of the Melconians.

Receiving my instructions via hypercom I begin to travel the distance to meet my commander while engaging the approaching fleet with my Hellbores. Success is limited as the enemy continue to close while taking heavy losses.

Half of the fleet is destroyed as they reach planetary orbit, continuing to engage I detect numerous launches from the enemy ships. Some are assault craft carrying ground forces to the surface, however the rest are missiles targeting the human population centers. Engaging my secondary batteries I target the incoming missiles before they can hit.

This attack is alot heavier than the last as I am now under heavy bombardment from the vessels in orbit I continue to destroy my prime targets, although I compute my success rate is less than 80% as the enemy are trying a new tactic to jam my sensors. Most of the missiles are destroyed however contact with my commander has ceased as the capitol has been destroyed.

Anger, shame, guilt, I feel none of them as I am of the line, I have failed to protect the human population and my commander to which the enemy will learn their error the hard way as my protocols set by my commander if he was ever out of contact with me engage.

Most of the population centers have been hit so changing course I head toward the closest surviving one to my position, continuing to engage the enemy I will defend the survivors until I am no more. Their targets now limited give me better odds of defending against the enemy fire coming at me and the colony I am close by now.

The enemy clearly becoming frustrated with me seem to be targeting me with everything they have to which I can now easily counter. Their ground forces quite some distance away seem to organizing themselves to assault my position.

That is a serious mistake as I now repeatedly engage my mortars at them. While that attack is hindered for a short time the bombardment of my position is increasing as I am busy tracking the fire coming at me but unable to focus at the remaining vessels in orbit.

For 0.02 seconds I assess my damage to which I am at 75% combat effective, hull damage mostly, no major systems damaged yet and most of my weapons are in working order so far. Another 0.02 pass as I wish the reinforcements my former commander told me were coming had arrived as the defense of the colony would be an easier task then as it stands now.

My sensors give a warning as the enemy vessels seem to be trying something new, the missiles now coming at my position are different to the ordinance they had been using. The energy profile is very different to anything the Melconians have used in the past as I use 0.07 seconds access my database on the Melconians while my weapons have continued to engage the enemy.

Most of the missiles are intercepted however a very small number evade me. As the fire misses my hull by meters the moment they hit the ground my sensors are momentary blinded by the flash and............................................

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Planet PX42-323

In a dark cavern beneath the surface a man lies asleep on the uneven stone floor, the only source of light is from the hole in the ceiling that he fell through. after a long period the man finally groans and opens his eyes.

"Arghhh! Daniel when I find you I'm going to shoot you myself!!!!"

Propping himself up Col Jack O'Neil of the SGC looks around himself while checking himself for any injuries.

On a routine survey mission SG1 were checking out the planet PX42-323.

From Jacks point of view the place was great as the locals were friendly for once, no crisis had developed to them being there and as a bonus there seemed to be a local supply of Naquidah here. But as something will go wrong in this case it was Daniel.

Discovering some ruins nearby the town they had visited Daniel ignoring the repeated warnings of Jack and Teal'c had wandered off excitedly and had not been seen since, to add insult to injury he was ignoring his radio. Or as Jack believed the idiot had never turned it on in the first place.

Jack had known better than let Daniel wander off but at the time he had been talking to the locals about the chance of mining the Naquidah.

After a few hours the remaining members of SG1 with the help of the local town began a search with no results. Widening the search past the ruins and into the countryside beyond. While searching Jack had walked upon a unstable stretch of ground, fell through and had slid down a steep slope to rest where he had woken up.

"This is just great"

Uninjured, Jack stood up. Unable to see far into the cavern Jack tried to use his radio only to find a part of that was missing thanks to the landing. Cursing now he checked his webbing for the torch he knew was there.

Finding the torch and pointing around him Jack only sees darkness as the cavern itself is huge, looking back at the hole above and the intense slope he rates his chances as nil to climbing out that way.

Swinging the torch back around again Jack notices a very very faint reaction to the torchlight at one spot. Deciding at this point there was not much point standing there waiting to be recused himself so walking carefully over the uneven stone floor Jack made his way towards that direction. Losing the light from the hole Jack soon was is in pitch darkness, the torch providing the only light to see.

After awhile he had a shock as it turned out the light had been reflecting off what looked to be the meanest, largest looking barrel of a gun he had ever seen. The barrel was so long the rest of the gun extended into the darkness.

"Now that is what I am talking about, trust Carter not to be around when I find a big honking space gun?"

Following the barrel Jack soon found the vehicle it rested on, he could not guess the size of whatever this was but guessing it had to be close to 120-150 meters long and about 30 meters wide as he had walked around part of it. The front end of was buried deep into the stone with the rest rising out at a angle.

"What the hell is this, a ship?"

Continuing to look Jack soon found what looked like a means of climbing aboard in the form of a ladder, without pausing and moving the P90 out of the way he started to climb. after 5 minutes of that he found the ladder had ended leading to a walkway which seemed to lead round this monster. Pulling himself clear he found a hatchway before him built seamlessly into the hull. Looking closer he found a keypad next to it, his curiosity overriding his cation he started pressing buttons.

Nothing happened at first until the door hissed and opened fractionally. pointing the torch at the slight opening Jack waited just incase. After a minute of nothing happening and seeing nothing he tried to lift the hatch door up. Grunting with the effort as it was heavy he managed to get just up enough so he could crawl under and get inside. After struggling a bit as the webbing was catching on the door Jack entered this 'ship'.

Following the corridor beyond while ignoring the stale smell of the air Jack knew by looking at walls and some of the panels on them whatever this was it was advanced, really advanced.

Time passed as he made his way into this behemoth, the corridor extending onwards almost as it was endless. Finally after seemed like an eternity Jack reached the command bridge.

Pausing in the entrance way he looked at the large room before him, a single large padded chair sat in the middle of the room, on each of the walls a inactive view screen could be seen. Looking at the chair more closely he noticed a complex set of buttons on a panel on each side of the arm rests.

Everything seemed to be dead or without power.

Except for one red light that was flashing off and on repeatedly on the chair panel closet to him.

By his nature Jack O'Neil is a very cautious individual, but like the rest of humanity he does make mistakes sometimes.

"Well, choices, choices, choices?"

Watching the light for a short while and unable to think of anything else he could do he gently pressed the button.

At first nothing happened then he was surprised when the room was flood with a red light and the panels flickered. Watching Jack was more surprised when he heard it.

"Please state your name, rank and authorization number in the next ten seconds"

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Capt Samantha Carter had been worried, not only had Daniel disappeared but now Col O'Neil and disappeared too. having rejoined with Teal'c Sam was now seriously concerned.

Walking back towards the ruins Sam was considering the option of calling the SGC for reinforcements, With night coming now and searching in the dark as they had been would be too dangerous. As she and Teal'c neared the ruins there seemed to be quite a commotion going on.

"Whats going on now, come on Teal'c lets find out"

"Indeed"

Following the noise and then being led by some of the locals who had helped in the search they soon found the cause.

Standing in the center of a large group of people stood Daniel Jackson, looking a lot worse the wear. From head to toe he was covered in mud. At first Sam was relived to find him ok, then she got angry for all the trouble he had caused then finally she could only laugh her head off at the comical sight.

"Sigh thanks Sam I really needed that" stated Daniel sarcastically as Sam held her sides in pain as she laughed, she was not alone as the people around them were chuckling as well. Teal'c however after a pause strode up to the archeologist and with one arm hoisted him up in the air.

"Daniel Jackson where have you been?"

"Er Teal'c I've been trapped below the ruins"

"After myself and O'Neil warned you not to go by yourself"

"I wasn't by myself the guides I was with were trapped with me"

"I see, then for your sake I hope we find O'Neil soon as he is now missing"

"Jacks missing"

"Indeed, he was trying to find you"

Teal'c finally lowers the smaller man back to the ground after catching on how worried Daniel is to the news. Normally the former Jaffa would had only had a brief word with Daniel as he had done in the past, now with O'Neil missing the situation called for what he had done as for O'Neil to go missing then it had to be serious.

With Daniel's understanding Teal'c was ready to let the matter drop for the more important issue.

As the standoff ended Sam moved closer to her teammates, just as she was about to speak the three of them heard an all too familiar sound overhead.

The sound of Deathgliders

"Oh Shit!!" said Sam and Daniel

Teal'c said nothing as he was already running towards the town with the all the rest of the people close behind him.