Stargate: A New Era

A Stargate and Mass Effect Crossover

A/N: Well then... You guys continue to surprise me. SGANE's hit count jumped to-

Vegeta: ITS OVER 9,000!

Nappa: WHAT? 9000!

DN7: Actually it jumped over to 10,000... *THUD*... Uh... *poke* Well that's just great...

Back to what I was going to say. Some of you asked some good questions and raised some valid concerns about the tech of SG versus that of ME and I will say that I do my best to understand the tech and try to utilize what's given in canon to provide for a more realistic feel. However, some of the things that have been asked should be figured out implicitly.

A great example would be why SG1 gated from the SGC versus from Atlantis when the Atlantis gate would overrule the SGC's. While that is true, would you really want to have to move EVERYTHING from the Cheyenne Mountain Complex to Atlantis? Granted they could just beam everything over, but there are other concerns as well. The SGC is more defensible, the economic impact of removing a military base that size from a relatively small town, etc etc.

As a general rule, if I ever do something like that from here on out, I have my reasons and they will be explained eventually in the story!

Now if you excuse me, I have two rather large unconscious bodies to deal with...

Relay 314-B system

Turian Dreadnought Palaven's Might

08:00 SGC time

With the system declared void of life, Admiral Arterius saw fit to spread the expedition fleets out amongst the various systems connected to the 314-B and C relays to begin in depth exploration and scanning. With the beginnings of a colony started on one of the worlds in the '314-B' system as it was being called for now, and two Salarian vessels scanning the Arcturus (or 314-C) system with two cruisers for escort, Arterius now sat with his dreadnought and five cruisers patrolling the 314-B relay while the last science frigate began working on deciphering its secrets.

Normally a Mass Relay was one of the largest constructed things that could be encountered in the galaxy, to speak nothing of the Citadel. The relay in front of him however was at least twice as small and yet was able to send ships deep into the Traverse as well as connect with what would normally be considered a secondary relay. There were several theories as to why these two relays were so distinct from the rest of the system, ranging from being the Prothean's first prototypes to a now extinct race that had made their own.

Thankfully even with the discovery of the 314-B and C relays, the rest of the expedition was proving to be fairly simple, which was just fine in the Admiral's book. The purpose of this expedition was to both bolster our own reserves for mining as well as begin the first steps in ending the Hegemony's reign of terror. Arterius, who was standing at parade rest looking out one of the few view ports on his ship, slowly flexed his mandibles and clenched his fist. No... I can't think about them right now...

"Admiral!" His XO's voice rang through his comm piece, bringing the Admiral's mind back to the present. "We've just picked up a massive burst of radiation in orbit over the garden world!"

"What?" Arterius yelled out in surprise. "What's the source of the radiation and is it dangerous to Oraka's ground side group?"

What felt like eternity to the old admiral was actually only half a second as he waited for his XO's response. "Unknown sir. The radiation burst was very short lived and well outside the planet's magnetosphere. General Oraka's group should be in the clear."

"Very well... Inform the Salarians that I want them to cease all operations on the 314-B relay and for the entire group to move back to orbit over the planet."

"Aye-Aye Admiral!"

The Admiral let out a sigh as he watched the frigates move away from the relay and he felt the minor changes in gravity flow over him as the dreadnought began to move away from the relay. Nothing is ever simple is it...

While the group was able to pick up the radiation blast, they had no means of accurately detecting what it was that may have caused the blast as far out as the relay was from the planet. Erring on the side of caution Arterius had his group perform a quick FTL jump to maximum scanning range of the planet. Although the ships under his command had received the best tech available for this mission, their long range scanning ability in space was still limited to scanning the dark cold of space for the high end radiation and heat output seen in all spacecraft. Next in terms of distance came gravimetric sensors which were able to estimate the size of a craft based on its mass effect field. Finally came the best in LADAR scanning technology. Of course all of these scanning methods were bound by the laws of physics, so when an astronomical event occurred in the center of the system, it would take time for any scanners at the very edge of the system to even detect them due to the distance.

Once the ships were in position, they had their scanners all pointed to the space where the radiation burst was recorded. It happened to be within range of the planet but a safe enough distance out from the planets gravity well.

"Sir... Scanners show no ships in the immediate area of the anomaly. The Salarians report that whatever caused the burst was short lived as there is almost no trace of it ever occurring." Arterius' XO reported after they spent roughly ten minutes scanning the area, and the anomaly happened 25 minutes ago.

Damn scanner lag... Arterius cursed. "Begin a full system scan."

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On board the Hammond, Sam was trying to regain control of the situation. Their newly patched sensors had detected several dozen dark energy signatures on the planet, ranging from very small to as large as a Daedalus class battle-cruiser. As soon as she had ordered her comms officer to get a hold of Mitchell, the long range scanners picked up a small fleet of ships ranging in size of slightly smaller than the Hammond all the way up to the size of a Wraith cruiser coming in at faster than light speeds with no time dilation effects. As a precaution she ordered the Hammond's cloak to be engaged.

With Atlantis on Earth, they had managed to gather enough technical data on the Atlantis Puddle Jumpers to be able to make several cloaking modules to install aboard the existing 304's. While not perfect (or even similar to the one Daniel made aboard the Odyssey when he was merged with Merlin's consciousness and made a Prior of the Ori), as the cloaked ships themselves could be detected when they either began powering up too many systems or held communications open for too long, it was definitely handy to have.

Just as Sam sent the message to Cameron about there being dark energy signatures on the surface, the incoming fleet stopped outside POG-001's orbit and began scanning the area the Hammond had exited hyperspace. Thankfully enough systems were shutdown for the cloak to engage without having excess power bleeding through the devices concealing envelope.

"I hate cutting it this close..." Sam muttered.

"Ma'am, scans indicate that those ships match no known profiles and are covered in a dark energy field. It would appear that the biggest one is the leading ship based on the number of transmissions going between the ships." Mark's informed Sam as she sat in her chair.

"So we have a First Contact situation on what appears to be a neutral planet..." Sam summarized as she hit her radio ear piece. "Cam are you there?"

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"Cam are you there?" Sam's voiced rang out in Mitchell's ear as he studied the alien pointing a weapon at Hailey. Unfortunately all he could tell was that it didn't have five fingers and thumbs like humans and instead had three claws. On top of that the armor it wore gave the impression of a literal barrel chested creature, and it's full faced helmet indicated that it had some kind of protrusion coming from the back of its head. The weapon in its hand was of odd design as well. It was compact for a shoulder fired weapon and had several smooth looking plates through out it. No where on the weapon did Cam see a magazine or the typical mechanisms seen on Earth or Lucian weapons.

Thankfully, Mitchell's radio mike was voice activated. "Yeah Sam... We're in a bit of jam..." He spoke quietly. "Any chance you could help us out?"

"Negative... We had to cloak to hide from a small fleet that showed up outside of the planets orbit."

Well that figures... Mitchell thought before he felt the barrel of the gun be nudged against the side of his head once more.

""Espesu quisaga vos?" The female voice asked him again, slightly more insistent this time. Hailey adjusted her aim slightly, never took her eyes off her target, and kept a steady trigger finger the entire time. Gotta give the girl some credit... Definitely cool under fire like Sam...

"Mitchell?" Daniels voice came from Cam's radio. "What the hell have you gotten your self into now?"

"Oh... Just the usual... First Contact with an advanced alien species gone wrong... Just another day at the office. Any chance you can help us out?"

"Already working on it..." Daniel's voice rang out from Cameron's front right. The alien pointing the gun at Hailey didn't flinch at Daniel's voice echoing through out the ruins, indicating a well trained soldier. A second or two later and Cameron saw Daniel walking towards him with none of his weapons on him and his hands up.

"Oh for crying out loud Jackson!" Cameron groaned.

"Mitchell... Hailey... If these two wanted too hurt you, they would have already..." Daniel reasoned. "So... Why don't you two put your weapons down so we can try and establish communication with these people?"

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Several minutes earlier

As Alaya and her partner began their search of the ruins, she couldn't help but stop and look at some of the towers in depth. Some of them held inscriptions in their weathered faces. From what she could discern, it was unlike any known alphabet with its 'C and dot' patterns. It appeared to be a very precise alphabet to learn, with the C portions being in only four different positions while the number and locations of the dots inside the C varied immensely.

"Ma'am?" Her Turian partner prodded. "Find something interesting?"

Alaya took off an armored glove and ran her hand across the surface of the metal. Cool and smooth in some areas, rough in the rest. While Asari are an empathic species, meaning they can sense and slightly influence emotions in others, it was an uncommon trait among them for an Asari to be able to glean any information from a non-sentient object. Alaya very rarely could pick up on subtle tones in the objects she touched, and those she could had to have been very recently exposed at a momentous occasion. The metal of the pillar though would not tell her anything.

"No..." Alaya looked away from the pillar, slightly saddened that whatever race once inhabited this world no longer remained. Putting her glove back on, she continued her exploration of the ruins.

As they continued on their way, Alaya could have sworn she heard something echoing amongst the ruins. She signaled her partner to stop as she radioed the other team.

"Sargent... Are you and your teammate talking rather loudly?" She asked.

"No Ma'am... Haven't talked without using our squad comms." He answered. It wasn't uncommon for soldiers in the field to use the communication suites available in their armor to provide for discrete conversation that wouldn't be allowed by using the helmets auditory speakers.

With that fact, Alaya signaled for her partner to get behind some cover as she did so as well. As she waited she could hear two sets of voices speaking in a language she had never heard before. While galactic basic was the norm for all species to learn in school, she had undergone specialized training to learn all the standardized languages of species in Council space. She knew both High and Low Thessian, the three different dialects present in the Turian language, the two major Salarian languages, Vol Common and Proper, standardized Batarian, Elcor, Drell, and even was able to interpret some of the bio-luminescence the Hanar used. By all rights she was a linguist, but it was necessary part of being a Spectre as she often ran into individuals who couldn't speak Galactic Basic if their lives depended upon it.

The longer she waited, the closer the source of the voices came to their position. There were two distinct voices, one lower in pitch, presumably a male, while the other was higher indicating a female. Alaya's position behind a pillar didn't allow her to get a view of the voices owners, so she sent a text message to her Turian partner to have him try and get an image using his omni-tool.

As soon as she sent the message she heard the sound of some stones being kicked accidentally from her partners position. Goddess... She sighed. If this a First Contact scenario please let it occur without bloodshed...

"Yalaih!" She heard the male's voice ring out and the sounds of some sort of weapons priming came with it. Instinctively she came out from her hiding position to see what was happening, bringing her Carnifex out. From what she saw, the male which had his back to her was pointing a weapon at her teammate, who was pointing his Phaeston at the smaller female. The fact that the female looked almost exactly like an Asari, skin shades aside, didn't phase her at this point. The unknown male was threatening her teammate, and First Contact or no she had an obligation to protect him.

So she pressed the barrel of her hand cannon to the head of the male, and asked him a simple question. "Who are you?"

The male seemed to whisper something, so Alaya asked again, "Who are you?" Hoping that he would answer clearly and loudly. Instead he quietly said something else. Alaya took the momentary stand still to observe the two subjects before her. Both the male and female were dressed in a similar fashion, some kind of black clothing with an equipment vest, and held the same weapons. Although the one the female had in her hand was unlike the others. It seemed... Alien. More so than what she was already seeing from these two individuals.

That's when a third voice rang out... Alaya looked to the source and saw another male come out from behind a ruin. This one though had no weapons on his person and even held his hands up to show they were empty. He spoke to the male in front of her, who seemed agitated at what he said. The new male then made a gesture with his hands in a lowering motion.

"Ma'am..." Her Turian partner spoke up over the comm channel."I think that new guy over there is wanting all of us to put our weapons down..."

Alaya looked over the newcomer. It appeared that the males of the species were also very similar to Asari in the overall physical characteristics. This male had something sitting on his nose that was transparent and covered his eyes. When Alaya searched those eyes, she could see that he was being patient and understanding as he made the gesture of lowering his hands.

"Go ahead and lower your weapon..." Alaya spoke out loud in galactic basic. Slowly both her and her Turian teammate lowered their weapons, and thankfully so did the two aliens in front of them. As they did so, the third alien moved in closer to the group and began conversing with the other two.

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"Nice save Jackson," Cameron commented as Daniel joined them. "What's the word on Vala?"

Daniel shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. It was a simple fall and she landed on her backside, so hopefully nothing too serious."

"Colonel..." Hailey warned. "There are two more aliens coming in."

Sure enough, two more aliens looking exactly like the one Mitchell was prepared to gun down walked into view and immediately went towards the... Blue... Alien... Woman?

"Woah..." Cameron breathed, "We finally meet some real aliens and one of them is a blue woman..." He looked at her figure, and besides the lack of ears and hair coupled with the weird tentacles at the back of her head she looked human. The armor she wore screamed high tech, even though it was a shade of purple and was form fitting in all the right places.

"Easy Cam..." Daniel suggested. "You get to talking to Sam, and I'll see what level of communication we can establish."

Cameron nodded and gestured forward with his arms. "Take 'er away Doctor Jackson."

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"Ma'am... Was that the smartest thing to do? Lowering our weapons I mean when we encountered an obviously hostile race." Alaya's Turian counterpart asked as the other team joined them. For now the two groups had put some distance between themselves as they spoke amongst themselves.

"Clearly they are not hostile." Alaya replied. "If they were hostile, I doubt that their counterpart over there would have told them to stand down."

"I'm more interested in knowing how they got here." The Turian sergeant asked. "We've been here for weeks without any sign of intelligent life in the entire cluster, and they just show up?"

"I agree Sargent. However, this is still a First Contact situation. No matter how they got here, if this is their planet or not, we must proceed as such. Now, I want no communications with Oraka or Arterius for the time being. I am the most senior member of the expedition and am most qualified to handle First Contact." Alaya announced.

"Ma'am... I apologize for any disrespect but I thought you were just a Spectre." One of the Turian's stated.

"I am more than just a Spectre, Specialist. I am also a Matriarch." Alaya smiled as she made her way closer to the group of aliens, leaving the Turian squad slightly stunned. Now that they were all standing together, Alaya could see that the female alien of the group was significantly shorter than the two males, she could also see a lot more variance in their facial features than what was seen in the Asari. As she made her way towards them, the alien male who she had held at gun point gestured the other male forward as if he was their leader. Interesting...

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While First Contact was a common mission for SG-1, the standard protocol at this point was all but useless as it was written for first contact to being done through a MALP being sent through the gate and being discovered by a curious member of the planet. Thankfully Daniel being the negotiator he was had already subdued the initial situation by having both parties lower their weapons.

Now comes trying to communicate... He had been able to pick up a few pieces of their language earlier, but was unable to even tell if it used any of the twenty plus languages he knew as a base. We've been lucky... Almost all of the races or humans we've encountered either used one of Earth's ancient languages as a base, spoke English but didn't write it, or spoke Goa'uld... I can count the number of times on one hand where we've had to establish contact with a truly alien language.

As he walked forward, he noticed the blue skinned alien woman also make her way forward. Her weapon had collapsed somehow onto itself and was holstered onto her hip. She walked with the air of a queen almost, but still held the eyes and stance of a trained military professional. Lovely... Daniel sighed internally , but put on a smile nonetheless. When the alien got within a comfortable speaking distance, Daniel put his hands to his chest and spoke.

"Daniel Jackson." The alien gave him a weird look, trying to decipher what he was doing. Daniel then pointed to the 'Jackson' embroidered on his vest and followed by pointing towards himself once more. The aliens eyes widened in realization and let out a rather human giggle.

She pointed to herself as well and spoke, "Alaya S'Tun," bowing her head as she did so. Daniel reciprocated out of respect. As he did so, he couldn't help but feel himself be drawn to her eyes. They were a deep sea blue, which complimented her sky blue skin nicely. The red markings around her eyes though seemed a little out of place, but it did provide a nice contrast to the blue of her eyes and skin along with the purple of her armor.

Alaya reached out her hands and in doing so stepped forward closer to Daniel. When he looked at her outstretched hands and looked back to her with an eyebrow raised, Alaya simply smiled and laughed. Hesitantly, Daniel reached out with his own hands to grasp hers thinking it was her way of saying hello.

He didn't expect her eyes to go pure black and then say "Awsiplectus Infingim!"

A/N: Alright... So who here was expecting Mitchell to be the lucky one to 'Embrace Eternity'? That and the prior DBZ joke aside, you should know not to expect consistent updates. I was itching to get this chapter out and written hence the short turn around.

Now, if you haven't already, chapters 1 and 2 have both been updated which was something I forgot to mention in chapter 3. Go ahead and read those again if you feel, but nothing earth shattering was changed.

Finally, if you want updates on my writing progress for this fic and METUH (as well as any side projects I have), follow me on twitter (without the spaces) twitter. com/#!/ Mitchell_DN7