Here's the 7th chapter.

Y'all may have noticed how I partitioned the story into Act 1, Act 2 and so on,

To better keep track of the story and basically the acts will be like sub portions of the general story.

Like Sokar is still around in this story as Apophis never usurped him in this timestream.

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. ACT 3, THE LILIN RISETH….

.…. Secret location, somewhere in North America…

A couple of months after the Tau'ri civil war and the exchange of nuclear weapons.

The world had slowly started to collect itself from its temporary insanity, though there were still riots and occasional military clashes.

Adriano, Consul of the House of Romulus was sitting in a small darkly lit conference room at the short end of a table, on the opposite side sat Eoin O'Reilly the Brenin of Clan Tuatha De Danann.

In the room the windows were covered by black curtains the dim lighting shone upon artworks that had seldom if ever been seen by a Kine, artworks telling of the history and lore of the Lilin and their creator.

One painting in particular portrayed Adriano's great grandfather Scipio, who was known during his time as Interfectorem lupini which meant Slayer of lupines, he had been the one to potentially finally drive the Fenris Brood into extinction.

Adriano preferred to work with the Tuathans despite the two lineages turbulent past.

As both Lineages had been jointly controlling North America for centuries, with the Romulii in the USA and Mexico and the Tuathans controlling Canada including Alaska and Greenland as well as some of the Caribbean islands.

"We can't just have Canadian armies marching around in US territory, the risk that some patriotic Kine is going to cause trouble increases with each day." Eoin protested calmly in his noticeably Celtic accent.

Adriano didn't seem to hear him as he was studying the computer screen showing the ruins of Washington DC.

By some Miracle the White House was still standing more or less, though it looked more greyish now, surrounded by all that devastation, the lawn was littered with debris and the street around it showed small craters from artillery blasts and expended ammunition from the heavy fighting that had occurred merely hours before the city had been all but destroyed by a small nuke fired most likely from a British submarine in retaliation for the destruction of London… Or maybe an EU submarine?

They had almost lost control over the situation…

On the computer screen that was a live feed he could see heavy APCs that were protected against radiation with people in radiation suits digging through the rubble for whatever survivors that might have made it inside bunkers and nuclear fallout shelters, all to a strangely beautiful sunrise due largely to the ash and smoke in the atmosphere.

"Roma Nova, this was to have been a second chance, now it lies in ruins." Adriano thought sadly.

"are you listening?" Eoin asked.

Adriano looked up and gently pushed the lap top computer away.

"Yes, I heard what you said." He answered wearily.

"So, how do we go about this." Eoin asked.

"I need your help in order to recapture both Cheyenne Mountain as well as Area-51 where the Prometheus was built." Adriano replied.

"I suggest you go for the former as I'm quite sure those paranoid Kine occupying Area-51 would use this as an excuse to try and rally what's left of the Kinsey loyalists in some childish act of patriotism." He noted.

"And there is a risk of them exposing the hand of the Lilin." He added.

Eoin nodded in approval.

"I agree, but how can we be sure that the stargate wasn't destroyed by the nuclear blast as well?" He queried.

"Had the blast been strong enough to actually destroy the gate then the gate would likely have increased the blast at least a hundredfold if not more and there would be nothing but a huge crater where Cheyenne Mountain is. The nuclear device used for the self-destruct at Stargate Command was only strong enough to level the complex and bury the gate not destroy it." Adriano explained shaking his head, the Tuathans had always been warriors not scientists like the Archimedeans.

"And unlike the Archimedeans the Tuathans at least have a personality despite their fondness of war and revelry." Adriano thought amused.

"By the way, how are you faring in Oceania?" Adriano then asked casually even trying to sound friendly.

"It has gone well above any expectations; the people fully support the new resolution to form a new political entity." Eoin replied enthusiastically.

"Good, then all there's left really is crushing what's left of the Kinsey loyalist armies here and then that quagmire in Europe to sort out." Adriano noted smiling as he could see Eoin clearly seemed really anxious.

"Let me guess, you'd rather be out there risking your life in combat than here? You do know it is wiser we do this from behind the curtain." He noted.

"Bah! Let me be in the middle of combat with my foe's blood on my tongue, and I have all the wisdom I need." Eoin stated with fire, his lineage had always preferred combat to diplomacy.

Every lineage had their speciality… Adriano reminded himself of as the World order of the post-World War III had already been decided among the Lilin.

Elsewhere in the US, the orders were relegated to the commanders in the field as the civil war in America was approaching the end.

Agents were activated and given their orders, assassinations were carried out.

But all was not as well as the Lilin would like, for from hidden bases in the fallen superpowers of the Earth other organisations made plans to resist the Lilin World Order, some of these were ancient societies that even had knowledge about the Lilin's existence…

Orbit of Delmak, Capital world in Sokar's domain…

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Sokar sat on his throne musing about his plans to get back at the system lords.

His throne room was huge with polished stone pillars with his most elite Jaffa guards standing at attention behind each and every one.

Among the ranks of the System Lords Sokar was never spoken of other than in hushed whispers, not as hated as that insignificant little bug Anubis, but still…

Sokar had spent centuries building up Delmak's industries as well as the Jaffa population, he also had a number of worlds were the human slaves produced mostly farming products to feed his ever-growing numbers of Jaffa.

His fleet would maybe in a couple of decades outnumber the combined fleets of the System lords as Delmak was the most heavily industrialised world in Goa'uld space, something of an oddity for a Goa'uld as it was now home to over a billion Jaffa, such numbers were all but unheard of as standard Goa'uld practice was to keep populations at a controllable level even Jaffa populations so as to avoid rebellions to break out or at the very least be more manageable.

The planet's orbit also housed enormous ship yards that could easily churn out Ha'taks at an impressive rate making Sokar's fleet the largest of any single Goa'uld.

Suddenly he was interrupted in his thoughts when one of his more trusted servants came hurrying in bowing at least three times before Sokar raised a pale white hand with the golden looking Kara-kesh.

"My lord." The servant huffed out of breath, it was unusual for him to be hurrying like this.

"Yes." Sokar answered in his amplified voice, thinking if he should simply execute the man or have him tortured to death like his predecessor, but he decided to listen.

"My lord, a Ha'tak of unknown origin has come out of hyperspace." The man reported while bowing keeping his eyes firmly down at the polished stone floor of the extravagantly decorated – and not to mention huge throne room.

"Have it made any contact?" Sokar asked his servant.

"No, my lord, it simply went into orbit and has not answered any of our calls. It just remains in orbit." The servant noted.

Sokar frowned which made him look even more intimidating as the veins in his host's extremely pale face showed.

He activated a hidden panel in his jewel encrusted golden throne and a computer control panel appeared as well as a hologram of the near orbit also appeared.

The Ha'tak looked different than other Ha'taks.

Then he remembered the destruction of that advanced human world Tollana by Anubis he had heard about.

He had actually been making a plan for a potential future assault on those upstarts himself, but had then heard how that old reptile Anubis had beat him to it, which made him boil inside.

If this was one of Anubis's Ha'taks… then he wanted it – no matter the cost.

"Send a large boarding party and secure that Ha'tak." He ordered and the servant shuddered in fear at his master's gaze and scurried off bowing every ten feet as he did to carry out his commands…

When the boarding party reached the advanced Ha'tak they were met by an eerily silence.

The commanding Jaffa smiled as he and some of his party came in through one of the hangar bays and beheld rows of what had to be equally advanced Deathgliders just hanging in their positions as if ready to launch, their god would no doubt order production of the advanced vessels, the master could almost imagine how it would be like to command this ship and dispensing righteous fury upon the enemies of his god Sokar.

But where was the crew?

The ship was dark all over so they had to use hand-lights in order to find their way.

"Master!" One of his subordinate Jaffa warriors called out.

"What do you have for me?" The Jaffa master replied.

The warrior did not have to explain further as he shone his light on the blood splatters on the deck near one of the Deathgliders, could the crew have been forced to abandon ship perhaps?

A poisonous leak maybe?

A mutiny? That would explain the blood, it was well known among the Jaffa of Sokar that the other gods were weak on discipline.

The blood splatters, the mysteriously abandoned ship, these questions would have to be answered at a later date as by now the remaining boarding party had arrived, they realised that the communications system was apparently also offline.

The Jaffa master summoned his junior officers.

"Our first priority is to take command of the pel'tak, so that we can re-establish shipboard communication as well as communication with the surface." He explained.

"Jaffa kree!" He then ordered and the boarding party split up into several teams with his own personal team would go directly for the bridge while the rest secured the ship.

All of a sudden, the blast doors to the hangar closed, shutting the Jaffa of Sokar inside.

In the darkness of the formerly Goa'uld warship dark figures begin moving…

Over an hour later and Sokar was getting impatient, when suddenly he was notified by a servant of communication with the Ha'tak in orbit had been established.

"Finally." He thought as he wondered if he should have someone tortured to increase expediency.

"Report!" He thundered.

"My lord Sokar, we have captured the Ha'tak and are ready for your orders." The Jaffa master said in a rather stale voice.

"Bring it down to land at my palace at once!" Sokar growled impatiently, he wondered if he should have the Jaffa master tortured for not putting enough respect in his tone.

"The prize is far more important, I will study its secrets and advance my technology." He thought.

On the Pel'tak of the former derelict Ha'tak the Jaffa master dropped to the floor – dead with his throat ripped out and Smythe wiped his mouth smiling, he had used an old psychic blood technique where a Lilin could by biting its victim actually take control over their actions.

Around him and his Enkidu – Which was the warrior caste among the Lilin – The rest of the Jaffa lay dead. Around the ship similar fates was handed to the rest of the boarding party.

Sokar stood up utterly delighted at the news.

"Order them to land the ship at my palace." He ordered.

And an hour later, the Goa'uld warship landed at the massive palace of and Sokar watching from a window as the ship came down smiled evilly at the plans he was dreaming up.

"As soon as I learn the technology of this ship, I will build an armada and then the council of System Lords shall feel my divine wrath." He thought as he beheld the ship – HIS ship – lowering down through the atmosphere and unto one of the landing platforms on top of his palace.

Sokar returned to his throne room and sat down on his throne when suddenly the transport rings was activated and there was obviously something that was transported but… nothing.

"What is the meaning…" He started when all of a sudden two of his guards dropped down dead as something had seemingly slit their throats.

Another one fell screaming to the floor – by now the rest of the guards had started wising up and ran to form a defensive ring around their god to protect him from this unseen foe.

Sokar tried to call for reinforcements but to no avail as one by one of his Jaffa warriors fell seemingly killed by blows from thin air.

Then as the last of the terrified warriors fell the rings activated again and an object that looked almost exactly like an ancient cry pod appeared.

And now Sokar could see his assailants appearing as they deactivated their cloaking devices, he could not sense anything from them that would have indicated other Goa'uld or even those cursed Sodan shol'va that were almost legendary nowadays.

These warriors were dressed in Tau'ri looking uniforms as they appeared Sokar quickly activated his personal shield, this shield was indeed powerful but had two major faults, the first was that they could be breached by something moving slowly as long as it had mass the other fault was that while active, the user could not use the offensive function of the Kara kesh.

"Who are you and how dare you come before me in this manner?" Sokar thundered but was ignored.

A member of these strange warriors with almost white hair and seemingly red eyes wiped his sword and sheathed it into the sheath strapped to his back and while some of them still pointed their primitive Tau'ri weapons at him the others fell to their knees. But Sokar suspected somehow, they were not kneeling to him but to whomever – WHATEVER – was resting in the coffin like pod that were now opening with a hissing sound and slowly releasing a cloud of condensation that formed a small temporary mist as it exited the capsule.

"Behold, the Supreme Voivode of Clan Lucifer who bear his name." The warrior declared as he now knelt in front of the capsule with his back towards Sokar totally ignoring him.

"Lucifer?!" Sokar thought and now for the first time in thousands of years he felt utter dread.

Now the capsule had opened fully and at first a hand dripping with what looked like blood was visible as it gripped the lower part of the capsule and the fingers that looked long and bony and ended in nails that looked more like claws.

And now a figure slowly rose from inside the capsule and Sokar knew who it was and felt true fear.

"Impossible!" Sokar exclaimed forgetting to distort his voice as he recognized the naked blood covered figure that rose from the ancient capsule…

Lucifer stood in his full height when he slowly stepped out of the specially designed ancient cryotube and approached the would-be god.

His eyes looked glowing red which was normal for a Lilin of such advanced age.

Lucifer smiled while the blood – from hundreds if not thousands of victims that had been sacrificed in order to keep him from aging throughout the centuries he had spent in torpor – dripped off of him as he still weakly stepped up the few steppes up to Sokar's throne.

"I told you so many millenniums ago, that we would meet again old reptile when you slithered off into the garden while I drank the lifeblood of your warriors and you then current host." Lucifer said in a low almost demonic sounding voice.

Sokar involuntarily grasped his own throat as he remembered the feeling, he nearly didn't get away then – but he was safe for the moment within the shield he had activated through his Kara kesh.

Lucifer simply stepped up to him and slowly extended his hand through the forcefield and then deactivated it despite Sokar's struggle, in desperation Sokar tried to run but it was already too late as the ancient Lilin grabbed him by the shoulder and the top of his head, Lucifer smiling and revealed his fangs fully extended.

He despite the Goa'uld's struggling carefully bent Sokar's head to the side so that his throat was exposed – and then he struck sinking his fangs deep into the jugular of the host that Sokar inhabited.

From his place behind at the foot of the steps to the throne, Smythe smiled as his master drank from Sokar's host,

As the host was dying the parasite Sokar tried one desperate avenue of escape and left his host.

But, a sharp nailed hand shot out and grabbed the parasite that screeched.

Lucifer dropped the dead host and brought the parasite so that their eyes met, Lucifer's eyes glowed a reddish colouring as he glared tauntingly at his ancient enemy.

"Not this time." Lucifer hissed in a low tone while blood from the host dripped from his mouth down on the bloodstained floor just in front of the throne.

"There will be no garden for you to hide in OR Ancients to protect you." He continued menacingly, saying the word ancient with utter contempt.

He then grabbed the Goa'uld with both hands at each end.

"Let the death cry of your entire pitiful race begin here!" He growled and sank his teeth into the parasite and devoured it while Sokar screeched in agony, bitterness and terror.

He then dropped the husk of Sokar next to his dead host and turned towards first Smythe that had found a cloak that Lucifer draped himself with and then with a hand with long and clawed fingers gently touching Nicholas's cheek he then turned to the rest of his minions smiling fatherly.

"For centuries I have guided you from torpor." He started standing before them.

As he then slowly sat down on the throne.

"I have awoken, and from here we shall go forth and finish what we began thousands of years ago." He finished…

In the Pegasus galaxy a small group of people exited the stargate on a forested planet known to its inhabitants as Athos.

"Doesn't look like anyone's even around here." Kono said despondently.

Jim nodded, they had been basically going nonstop looking on a number of potential addresses after Ben's disappearance.

The stargate after the power surge and the computer had had some issues that made one address into twenty as the tech that had panic dialled out in order to have the power go somewhere.

So, they had been forced to check every one of the addresses from any stargate that was close to Atlantis.

Flashback

Jim in shock at what happened said to Kono who was nearby "We're going after him."

Kono nodded and yelled out at the technician at the Gate controls "Dial it up!"

Taylor said "Belay that! Gentlemen I understand you both want to find your brother. But we have no way of knowing what's out there and what kind of planet the boy is on."

Jim said "Then myself and Kono will go alone and look for him. We're going to find my little brother and bring him home."

Alicia then said "I'll go with them sir. We'll find him."

Taylor thought it over before finally nodding and said "Go get him back home."

"Wait, I will come with you as well." Doctor Ayani Taylor shouted as she came hurrying over to where Jim and the others were standing near the stargate.

"What? Hell no!" Taylor exclaimed.

"Please, Nathaniel I need to go with them as there are things about Benjamin that require special attention." Ayani explained cryptically which earned her a stern glare from Doctor Tashaya Radcliff.

Taylor seemed to mull it over a few seconds and then nodded though still with a I require some explaining later expression at his wife.

Flashback ends

As the rest of the squad that Commander Washington had brought fanned out in the standard search pattern.

This Admiral Taylor's wife Ayani seemed to know something she did not tell anyone else despite Kono's constant nagging, but there was something about this woman and how she seemed to know so much about Ben and Jim's family.

Jim was losing hope about ever finding Ben as this had to be the fourth or fifth planet they were checking with no trace of Ben, the damnedest thing was that they had encountered actual humans on most of the planets or at least ruins that showed signs of human habitation.

But nowhere had they found any trace of Ben, no one recognized his description.

Then the stargate opened yet again and after the usual kavoosh Commander Washington stopped what she was doing and gestured for everyone else to stop as well as she was receiving a transmission.

After a few minutes…

"Yes sir, but we can't just…" She started and was obviously interrupted and slumped her shoulders.

"Yes sir." She then acknowledged and then turned to the others.

"Listen up people, we are to rig up a beacon with a message just in case he might show up. She started before Jim and Ayani almost in unison protested.

"What? I refuse, we can't just abandon him out here!" Jim protested.

"I agree, there's no telling what the…" Ayani started protested before almost biting her tongue as if she had almost said something that she didn't want the rest to know.

"Look, Mister Shannon, Mister Lao and Doctor, we're not abandoning him but we have been ordered back to Atlantis urgently." Washington explained and gave a stern look at them all to prevent more dissent.

Kono and Jim looked did not look happy and Alicia could understand why.

"Admiral Taylor must have a good reason for ordering us back to base." She said while kindly putting her hand on Kono's shoulder as he were standing closest to her.

After a few moments both Jim and Kono and even Ayani relented while the squad of Marines that had accompanied them started setting up the beacon, and half an hour later they all returned to Atlantis via the stargate.

Jim turned around as if Ben might actually be on the planet.

"I promise little brother, we won't quit until we've found you." He thought despondently…

Well, finally that was the 7th chapter of the story.

Sorry for having taken this long as I've been in a serious rut.

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