A/N: Sorry it took so long, but I sliced my right hand while making a Gundam model and was unable to type for the longest time... That and I had the bane of all writers... Writers block (or in my case Imagination Block). So to make it up, I shall reveal the Enterprise's specifications at the end.
O'Neill: Took you long enough.
Syn: What?
O'Neill: I was waiting so long, my hair started to turn gray.
Daniel: It was already gray Jack...
Syn: On with the story...
"You know what," Jack replied with a grin, "There is no place like home." With that, another bright light filled the room. When it died down, the room was empty.
"What the hell..."
A bright light filled Admiral Hunters eyes, which he shut on instinct, as a warm glow enveloped his entire body. Then just as suddenly, it was gone. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that he was no longer in the room with an unconscious General Chard Kinsey. Instead he was in a room with a very large window in front of him. Glancing around, he saw General Jack O'Neill wait for a slightly younger woman than him to get up from a chair near the center of the room. "What just happened?" He asked, "Where are we?"
"You are on the bridge of the BC-305 Enterprise." Mitchell said as he walked up to Hunter.
"How did we get up here. I mean one minute we're in ... the next we're... I need to sit down." He mumbled as he slumped down in one of the chairs by the CIC.
Mitchell, Jack, and Daniel looked at each other; Daniel, with a worried look, Mitchell, with a grin. Subtly, Braze shut off power to the station in which Hunter had slumped into, just in case.
Jack just sat down in the chair, activating a hologram in front of him. The image of a ship, slowly spinning, appeared before him. With a start, Hunter recognized it to be the same ship that he saw appear over the harbor just over one hour ago. "Carter, if you will." Jack gestured to the hologram.
"Yes sir." The woman now identified as Carter stepped up. Gesturing to the image, she started to explain. "This is the BC-305 'Phoenix' class ship Enterprise." Hunter waved his hand through the image, making it ripple. Jack smiled, seeing him do this. "It is 250 meters long and has a beam of 110 meters. It's draft is 85 meters, with a total of 11 decks (1). It is the third variation of battle-cruiser that we had employed in 2012. The Enterprise can carry 28 fighter of the F-302II and F-312 class as well as 4 Jumpers."
"Jumpers?" Hunter interrupted.
"That is the kind of vessel that you saw us arrive in." Daniel explained.
"Ah... please continue ma'am."
Grateful for the interruption, Carter turned to Jack. "Sir, should I tell him about the weapons?"
"Not everything thing, you choose."
Turning back to Hunter, she continued, "One of the many weapons that we have on board are called 'drones'". She closed down the hologram of the ship, and brought up an image of a squid-shaped projectile. "The drone weapon is about 3 feet long with 6 long tails that extend to the rear of the weapon, which taper to a point when fired. It is an extremely powerful guided weapon. Using an internal sensor for guidance and a powerful energy barrier for defense, a drone can penetrate and burrow through even the thickest of armor with ease. When active, a drone emits a high-temperature energy field capable of burning through all forms of conventional matter. This not only renders a single drone capable of causing severe damage in a single strike, but allows it to make multiple attack runs on a single target before running out of energy and exploding." Carter stopped when she saw the glazed over eyes of Admiral Hunter. "I think I broke him sir."
Unbeknown to Hunter, Lt. Haley had slowly eased the Enterprise away from Pearl Harbor. Heading east, the Enterprise started on a silent interception course with the Enterprise CV-6 or Big-E (2) as her crew called her.
As the Enterprise ghosted away, the MP's (3) that broke down the door to the conference room were trying to revive General Chard Kinsey. Groaning, he slowly sat up shaking his head. Unfortunately that just made his headache worse, causing him to loose his lunch all over one of the MP's polished boots. "What happened?" he croaked as his twin brother Robert Kinsey, one of the local politicians, handed him a glass of water. Robert Kinsey had followed the MP's, even knocking one of them out, when he heard that his brother had been shot.
"We are not sure... What can you remember?" Robert asked his brother.
"Last thing I remember was that O'Neill devil picking up a handgun and shoot me in the chest..." His hand quickly shot to his chest. Looking down at where he was shot, he was amazed that there was no bloody holes in his chest. "Did you manage to arrest them?" He asked one of the MP's.
"Sorry sir. We managed to break down the door once we heard the shots but once we made our way in, everyone but you disappeared."
"Focus on getting a message over to California. Let them know about what happened here."
"I can handle that." Robert Kinsey said. "I can use some of my contacts in the senate to make it happen, not too mention I am a good friend of Edgar Hoover."
Admiral Hunter was amazed. The amount of fire power that they told him about was astounding. It had more firepower than that Japanese battleship Yamato, and that was just with a weapon that looked like a squid. He was a little leery at the amount of power that the one called Samantha Carter carried. He had never seen a female get way with ordering men around, other than a certain nun at the Pearl Harbor Hospital (he shuddered). Right now he was sitting in a lounge looking out at the sea with Dr. Jackson, O'Neill, and Samantha Carter. Turning to O'Neill, he brought up what was weighing heavily on his mind. "Are you sure that Ms. Carter here can win over the science community in California?" He still had trouble calling her by her given rank. "There are no females that can match minds with Oppenheimer or Einstein."
Jack glared at Hunter, who blinked. "I'm positive she can do it. Let me give you an example or two. In 1998, we were trapped under a glacier in Antarctica. Carter here wanted to build a nuclear reactor out of belt buckles, shoe laces and a piece of gum (4). Not to mention she has blown up a sun."
"Sir, I may have destroyed a solar system by blowing up a sun, but McKay blew up a solar system by destroying a planet, which by far was a greater explosion."
"Ah, who are you talking about?" Hunter was flabbergasted. This woman in front of him had blown up a sun and she said that it was nothing?
"Oh sorry. A co-worker of mine, a Canadian by the name of Meredith McKay (5)." Carter said trying not too laugh. It was even harder for Daniel, whom was taking a drink of water when she said Rodney's true first name. Needless to say, he snorted causing said liquid to come out of his nose.
"Sorry..." he said sheepishly, as Hunter looked at him.
Millions of light years away through time, space, and dimensions, Rodney McKay sneezed. Glaring at John Sheppard, he said, "That had better not be orange juice. You know what my allergies are like when I am around citrus."
"Calm down McKay, its just coffee... or rather the local equivalent to coffee." he said peering into his cup.
The intercom chimed. "Surface contact detected. Heading 265 (6)."
"That would most likely be the Big-E. Shall we head to the bridge?"
Standing up, the group made their way to the bridge. Sitting down in one of the auxiliary communication stations, Carter brought up a general frequency. "Okay sir," she said to Admiral Hunter, "you can go ahead and talk."
"Are you sure you're on the correct channel?"
"No, that's why its going to broadcast over the full spectrum. Just trust me." She added seeing the look on his face.
"Okay then." He replied, never knowing that the radio was already turned on and broadcasting.
Inside the radio shack on-board the Enterprise CV-6, Thomas Sliver was board out of his mind. Manning the radio in the middle of the Pacific ocean between Hawaii and California had to be the most boring shift on the entire vessel. Thomas was in his mid 20's with hazel eyes and dark brown hair. Unfortunately, he needed to wear glasses that were so thick, you could roll a plane over them and nothing would happen. He knew this from experience, seeing as how a F4F Wildcat rolled over them on his first day on the Big-E. He was about to take off his heavy headset when a female voice came on over the radio. " ...zzz..an go ahead and talk." A male voice this time "Are you sure this is the correct channel?" "No, that's why its going to broadcast over the full spectrum. Just trust me." "Okay then." Thomas turned up to gain on the radio. "Attention Enterprise, can you hear me? This is Admiral Hunter. I repeat..." Thomas raced out of the radio room and ran directly to the bridge where he knew that Admiral Luxer was. Gasping for breath, mainly due to the fact that he was out of shape, he saluted to Luxer, "Sir, there is an Admiral Hunter on the radio."
"Did you say Hunter?" Thomas just nodded. "I haven't heard from him for a while. Go ahead and pipe it up here."
"Yes Admiral." Running back to the radio shack, he quickly transferred it over to the bridge. Once that task was complete, Thomas just slumped down in his chair. The last time he ran that much was when his neighbor caught him pinching apples from his orchard.
On the bridge, the radio crackled, "...peat, This is Admiral Hunter calling the Enterprise, please respond."
Picking up the radio mike, Admiral Luxer said, "James, it that you?"
"Douglas? Nice to hear your voice."
"James, whats going on? We were ordered to turn around because of an attack, but we haven't heard anything since."
"Basically Pearl Harbor was attacked by a Japanese task-force, but they were driven off before too much damage was delivered."
"WHAT? Is that what happened? No wonder we were turned around. Where are you anyways?"
There was a pause on the radio. Then, hesitantly, "On the Enterprise..."
"Huh?"
"It will be easier to show you..." a different voice replied.
A few seconds later, shouts came from just outside the bridge. "What the hell?" "Where did that come from?" Holy SHIT!" Rushing out of the bridge, Admiral Douglas Luxer looked out to the port side of the ship. Less than 500 meters away and slightly behind them a vessel just shorter (but noticeably wider) than his own ship (7). The thing that made it stand out was that it wasn't even touching the water. "What the?..."
"That, Admiral, is our Enterprise."
Author's Notes:
(1) Since I am Canadian, I will be using mostly non-USA measurements (ie. Meters, Kilometers...), seeing as how i could never get the hang of feet and miles.
(2) I'm going to try to refer to the Enterprise CV-6 as Big-E from now on.
(3) Military Police.
(4) This came from a prank that Amanda Tapping did during the production of Solitudes, where she poked fun at Richard Dean Anderson's character of McGyver aka McGadget/McGimick.
(5) I had to do it...
(6) I don't know if this is correct but I'm going to use true north as heading 000, east as 090, south as 180 and west as 270.
(7) Via Wikipedia, the Enterprise CV-6 is stated to have an overall length of 251.38 m , and a beam of 33.38 m.
I am so evil... Chard may be infertile, but his brother... lets just say Robert Kinsey Sr... Next chapter we will be going back a bit further (and won't be as long as this one).
BC-305 'Phoenix' Class Specifications:
Length: 250 m (836.95 feet)
Beam: 110 m (368.26 feet) Not including wings
Height: 85 m (284.56 feet) Not including wings
Crew Complement: 200 (1200 max capacity)
Sublight Enginges: 125,000 km/s (200,000 km/s with ZPM)
Hyperdrive: 15,000 ly/hr (35,000 ly/hr with ZPM)[62,500 ly/hr with Time Dilation Device]
Powerplant: Asgard Power Core, 2x Naquadah Generator Mk II (back up), ZPM (optional)
Hull Composition: Naquadah/Trinium Alloy
Defense: Asgard Shield System
Armament: 8x Asgard Plasma Beam Cannons, 30x VLS Missile Tubes, 40x M-995 Glaive Kinetic Impact Weapons, 200x drones, Horizon Weapons Platform
Aircraft: 26x F-302II, 1x F-312, 1x F-302 custom, 4 Puddle Jumpers
Other Systems: Ring Transporter, Escape Pods, Asgard Beam Teleporter, Asgard Matter Converter, Asgard Knowledge Core, Landing Gear, Time Dilation Device
To View the 305
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