Author's Note: Sorry about the slow update, I was on a writer's block. Now I am not. :)


Golden Dawn

Chapter 2: Meetings


The Asgard had always kept a close eye on the Astraelis sector, even after we had frozen the Alesians in time stasis. We had hoped to be much stronger in technology and number before we had to face them again, but the war with the replicators has left us weakened, unable to deal with the Alesians when they finally emerged from time stasis. Last time, it took the full might of the Asgard to stalemate the Alesians and stop their war of conquest. Now, they are free and reclaiming their old colonies. I fear they will soon replenish their weakened armies and fleet and take over the galaxy.

-Beliskner Log, Supreme Commander Thor, Earth Date circa 1995 AD


Nine thousand years later…

"Hmm... I will need more slaves. Jaffa Kree!"

The Goa'uld with a blue metal cap on his head barked at his Jaffa. Four Jaffa standing at the door came to him.

"Get me... four young males."

"Yes, Lord Ptah."

Ptah mused as he looked at the wall. A large pod, intricately designed and heavily defended with thick plating contained something that Ptah had been studying for several decades now. It was an important find. Ptah had fled from the wrath of Cronus while serving Ra, and found himself on this forbidden world. He did not know what this planet was until he entered the abandoned pyramid structure some distance from the Stargate. Once inside, and once finding this pod, Ptah abandoned Ra and came here to do research. With the result of this research, Ptah could rule the galaxy with more power than Ra himself.

"My lord?"

"Hmm? Kree!"

"It is I, Oth'mek, your First Prime."

"Oth'mek! Is it ready?" The Jaffa nodded.

"Yes, my lord."

Ptah was excited. The first prototype was almost complete. A Hok'tar soldier that could replace Jaffa while being much more powerful. He even designed a new weapon and new ships to supplement his forces. After all, in the reign of the Supreme System Lord Ptah, there needs to be a new trend of decoration.

"Kree! I will see this myself." Ptah turned and activated the console, displaying readouts of the new supersoldier.

Ptah's new soldier was very much like a Jaffa in terms of it's physique and build. It had broad shoulders and full of muscles. But that is where the similarities ended, for it lacked hairs of any kind, its skin was coal-black, and the eyes were blood red. The tiny reptilian scales on the skin and the short claws were a bonus to the Goa'uld. These creatures could be bred in vats, and with mere months of training, they would be battle worthy. Of course, it would still require at least a decade to produce a fully grown soldier that would reach it's potential, but Ptah was willing to wait.

"Begin!"

At his command, the Hok'tar soldier and five Jaffa charged at each other. Within a few seconds, all five Jaffa were dead. The Hok'tar barely broke a sweat as it killed the Jaffa almost casually. Ptah smiled, the prototype was a success.

"Very good." Ptah said, clapping his hands once. Two more Jaffa came in and began to drag the bodies away.

Oth'mek turned his wrist slightly and touched the device in his gauntlet, scanning the Hok'tar. Unfortunately one of the other Jaffa noticed this.

"My Lord, we have a spy!"

"What?" Ptah turned in surprise. A spy was his worst fear at the moment.

"A spy? Catch him!"

The Jaffa pointed his staff weapon at Oth'mek and activated it, sending a burst of energy along the tip.

"He's the spy! I saw him activate some sort of device!" It was then that Ptah noticed who the spy was.

"Oth'mek? How dare you defy your god! I am your god, and not even the System Lords have granted you freedom from that!"

"The System Lords?" Oth'mek said with a smile, turning to regard the Goa'uld.

"Yes, the System Lords. Who sent you? Ra? Cronus? Yu?" Ptah demanded. Oth'mek merely smiled.

"What makes you think System Lords?" He said with a chilling grin on his face. Ptah narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, it finally clicked as his worst suspicions were confirmed.

"I am Jarud of the Tok'ra. Know this. If we don't destroy you, our allies will." Jarud tapped the forearm of his wrist as the young Jaffa fired, hitting the Tok'ra square in the chest with the staff blast. With a grunt, Jarud fell on the ground.

A loud explosion was heard as the Tok'ra fell, shaking the facility. Ptah turned to shout orders to his Jaffa when he saw something that left him enraged. The Hok'tar soldier lay dead on the floor, it's head blown apart.

"Say good bye to your prototype" Jarud said with a weak laugh, before his eyes went lifeless.


"Unscheduled offworld activation! Defense teams to the gateroom!" Walter Harriman said over the intercom. Alarms blared as personnel scrambled into position. Hammond walked in at that moment, looking toward the master sergeant.

"What do we have, Sergeant?"

"Incoming traveler." Walter said, tapping a few buttons to close the iris. The stargate activated, flooding the room with bluish light. Hammond leaned forward to look Walter's shoulder.

"Receiving IDC, sir. It's the Tok'ra." Walter reported.

"Open the iris." Hammond ordered, turning to walk down the stairs to greet their visitor.

Jacob Carter walked down the ramp, still surrounded by guns pointed at him. It was only on Hammond's orders that they would lower their guns.

Jacob turned as the door opened and Hammond walked in to greet his old friend.

"Jacob, how are you?" Hammond said, gesturing for the defense team to lower their weapons.

"Just fine, George. I am not here on a social visit however." Jacob said, his body language tense.

"Briefing room. I'll summon SG-1 as well." Hammond gestured as the two men walked along, heading up the stairs to the briefing room overlooking the stargate. Both of them sat down once they reached the room. It wasn't long before SG-1 made their appearance.

"Jacob! What a pleasant surprise!" O'Neill said as he entered the briefing room with his team in tow.

"Jack, it is good to see you too." Jacob smiled as he sat down in the chair. The rest of SG-1 and Hammond took their seats as well. It was Hammond that first spoke.

"So what brings you to Earth, Jacob?"

"Well, I'm coming directly from the Tok'ra High Council. It was a full council with every high ranking Tok'ra, including myself. So, when I tell you this, you should understand the importance that the Tok'ra holds this in their regard."

"Sounds groovy." O'Neill said, his tone half-joking.

"Okay, is anyone familiar with a Goa'uld called P'tah?" Jacob asked, placing a small holographic device on the table. Unsurprisingly, Daniel was the one that replied.

"Um yes. He was the Egyptian god of creation, fertility, and the arts. He was said to have called the world into being." Jacob nodded.

"Yes, that is the persona he took for himself. In truth, he is a Goa'uld scientist of the highest ranks. He is the first designer of the current Ha'tak class motherships that the Goa'uld use."

Jacob then continued after a pause. "At the time, he was an underlord of Ra until he vanished a few decades ago, fleeing from Cronus and Ra after he lost an important system. It was only recently the Tok'ra managed to track him down from where he was hiding."

"About forty years ago, Ptah inadvertently insulted Cronus, and Ra took a backseat when Cronus went after Ptah. Ptah fled the known Goa'uld worlds and hid himself. He used to have quite a fleet and army, but they have all but disappeared, though most of them were absorbed by Ra."

"I take it the Tok'ra were able to track him down?" Teal'c said, crossing his hands in front of him.

"Yes, we had no idea where he was until one of my agents came across his trail about twenty years ago, and we had finally managed to plant one of our agents as his Jaffa, and he managed to reach the rank of the First Prime of Ptah. What he found was disturbing. Ptah is on Inoxis, one of the forbidden worlds. Inoxis used to belong to Ra and it is a rich planet with plenty of Naquadah, but the System Lords forbade any Goa'uld from entering the place."

"Why is that?" Hammond asked, his curiously was piqued by the new information.

"We do not know. All we know is that some time around four thousand years ago, the System Lords declared the planet forbidden. In any case, Ptah was experimenting with dangerous technologies on Inoxis, and he was able to produce a prototype."

Jacob used a hologram generator to show a slightly broken and fuzzy image of the Hok'tar soldier who was standing at least half a foot taller than the tallest of the five Jaffa surrounding him.

"This is the prototype."

"What is that?" Carter asked, her eyes widening at the strange creature. Jacob's head went down in a nod and Sel'mak spoke.

"We believe that this creature is a Hok'tar designed to replace the Jaffa. Unfortunately, the transmission was slightly disrupted so we could not make out the exact details, but this creature is supposedly the only prototype. We believe that our agent has destroyed the creature, and that would have set Ptah back at least a few years. However…" Sel'mak hesitated for a moment.

"However?" O'Neill pressed, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

"This is the image of the main research lab that Ptah currently sleeps, eats and stays in."

Jacob showed a shadowy holographic photo of Ptah's lab, where a large vat seemed to be stuck inside a wall. They could not see the inside, but it was clear that there was something there.

"We believe that Ptah is getting his research material from this vat, or something inside the vat. If Ptah succeeds in developing a mass-produced version of such a creature, the galaxy is in trouble."

"He could take over with these supersoldiers." Hammond said after a moment.

"It's not just a problem for the System Lords. We cannot leak this to the System Lords lest they take over the project. Since the Tok'ra can spare no one but myself any time soon, I was ordered to ask for your aid."

"Sounds dangerous." O'Neill said with a smirk. "I'm in."

"What do we know of this planet? Other than it is forbidden to the Goa'uld?" Daniel chipped in.

"There is not much information. Teal'c? The planet used to be under Apophis' domain, do you know any more?" asked Sel'mak.

"I do not. I never heard of this world until now. If this was in his domain, I knew nothing of it."

"I know it is a remote world. It is near the edge of known Goa'uld space." Teal'c said, thinking hard. "It is in a sector of space that experiences strange anomalies. When I was First Prime of Apophis, I would often hear strange stories, rumors about a powerful race that lived on the edge of the galaxy. It was too remote for Apophis to care about, and it was never investigated." Sel'mak paused as a memory came to him.

"Hmmm... Are you talking about the 'Alesians'? I have heard their name being mentioned by the System Lords..."

"I have heard of the name in passing. I am afraid I know nothing about them if that is their name." Teal'c said, uncertain about his recollection of the rumors. Most of his time as First Prime was fighting Apophis' rivals.

"Alesians? They sound latin-like..." murmured Daniel. "What kind of people are they?"

Sel'mak shook his head.

"We do not know. All we know is that the Alesians appear to be advanced, and no Ha'tak has ever returned from exploring into their space."

"What do the System Lords say about these Alesians?" Hammond spoke.

"That much we cannot guess. All we know is that some of the System Lords sent their ships into their space and lost them all. The most information gathered was an incident five years ago. One of Morrigan's worlds was attacked by a fleet of advanced warships. They hailed the fleet of Ha'taks in orbit and identified themselves as part of the 'Alesian Imperial Fleet'." Jacob paused for a moment before continuing.

"Though Morrigan managed to defend it, the planet was devastated and it's infrastructure destroyed. Much of the defending fleet was wiped out. The Alesians withdrew after a few minutes of fighting. Why they did so is unclear, for the battle appeared to be one sided in their favor." A silence dropped over the group, the implications were astonishing.

"So it is a sure bet that Inoxis is remote and near the Alesians if that is who is on the fringe of the galaxy?" O'Neill said after a moment.

"Indeed. We must be extra careful."

"Let's get it done, people. I will assign SG-3 to cover you." Hammond said before getting up and moving to his office. When he reached the door, he turned around and spoke. "Jacob, the President wanted to meet with you the next time you came to Earth to discuss the new terms of the Tok'ra treaty."

"Very well. I will relay the information to Colonel O'Neill before I depart." Jacob said before inclining his head.


Colonel O'Neill stood on the ramp with the rest of his team, adjusting the straps of his tactical vest. He smirked as the eight members of SG-3 came in, Colonel Makepeace at the head of the team. SG-3 had expanded in size after their mission against Hathor, when it became apparent there was need for a larger strike team. The UAV had already been sent through and showed the positions of the Jaffa patrols near the gate, which SG-3 was preparing to deal with. The UAV would deal with the rest.

"Well Colonel, looks like we are teaming up once more." He said, shooting a grin at O'Neill as he saluted.

"Yes, it appears that way." O'Neill returned the salute. Two SG-3 members took the pins out of their grenades and threw them through the gate.

"Try to keep your wing wipers calm, Colonel." Makepeace joked, hoisting his weapon level with the gate.

"Ah yes, but they do it so well." O'Neill said, gesturing for SG-1 to move out into the unknown.