Prelude to Destiny

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Sega of America, Team Sonic, MGM nor anything else associated with any franchise mentioned within. The only thing that I own is the name Kerra. It is mine and if anyone steals it I will not hesitate to get creative on the torture. Also I do not own the original idea for the Mjolnir armor, that belongs to Microsoft and Bungie. That's how Kerra got the idea for her own version of it.

Chapter 8

Unseal The Hushed Casket

Four months into my second tour of convoys and absolutely no action. Not even tracers flying out of random buildings. Not that I'm wanting to get hit, but I need something to spice things up a bit.

"How y'all doing up there Tails?" My convoy commander called over the radio.

"We're doing good up here Buffalo. Just bored out of our fricking minds."

"I hear ya on that."

My crew found out about my obsession with Sonic the Hedgehog, and more importantly how big a fan I was of Tails, making that my call sign. I was fine with it since my friends in high school took to calling me that because of my bangs and my sapphire blue eyes.

We were on our way to Mosul, even though the battalion said that we wouldn't be going any farther north than Balad. Hmph, another reason not to trust the Army to get their shit straight and creating more work for us grunts down here on the roads.

My appearance hasn't changed much since high school. The only difference that you could see if I showed you were my tattoos. My mom was a little upset about me getting inked, but hey, I'm an adult I can make my own decisions.

Oh yeah, my tats. On my right shoulder I have an ankh, the Egyptian symbol of life and fertility. On my left shoulder I have a Celtic protection symbol drawn by a close friend. Those a lot of people have seen. There are two others that very few have seen. One is a howling wolf and pentacle on my left breast and the other is a set of black and gray tribal wings that stretch from shoulder to shoulder.

The ones on my shoulders I got done to commemorate graduating from basic and tech. The wolf was to commemorate coming home from my first deployment and the wings are a silent memory for a friend who was killed in Afghanistan. I was thinking about getting Tails's trademark signet on my right breast to symbolize the namesake of my call sign and nickname.

Anyways, back to the mission. We were driving down Tampa towards Camp Victory. We were about half an hour out when I saw a massive flash of light and then darkness.

"Sgt. Halsey! Where are you?" My driver, A1C Amy Jones, screamed frantically. She was almost on top of me when she yelled.

I was about to tell her to keep it down due to the massive headache I was nursing. I was betting I had a massive concussion. Then she tripped and fell on top of me, her face landing between my furry breasts.

Wait, furry breasts?

What the hell happened?

I began to try and figure out what the hell was going on until my headache got worse and the floodgates to my memories broke open. The abuse, the beatings, the rape, the recovery, meeting Sonic and the friends that would later become known as the Freedom Fighters, the coup, the end of the first war, Chaos Control, the Ark, going home, Cosmo, the Metarex war, the depression, that gateway, the training, the surgery, the demonstration of my powers. Everything came flooding back as I writhed in pain on the ground.

Then, as suddenly as it started it stopped. My memories, my body, my powers were all restored. I stood shakily and began to look at my surroundings as Amy began to slowly back away from me.

"What are you?" She asked quietly, almost a whisper.

"A good question Ames, one that I shall answer once we get through this. Just to let you know, I might look different, but I'm still the same person. I said as I looked around the blackness we were surrounded by.

I suddenly felt a familiar presence behind me and I saw Amy's eyes go wide as she let out a gasp.

Turning around, I knelt on one knee and said, "Hello Walkers. To what do I owe the abrupt summons?"

"Please rise Chosen One."
"Yes, we do not ask such things of you."
"We merely saved you from certain doom."

"Wait, I almost died?"

"In a sense you are dead."
"Yet in another you are not."
"And in another..."

"Wait just a hot minute." I interrupted, my southern accent coming out. "I know its never a good idea to interrupt an omnipotent being when they are speaking, but since you three do owe me one for the whole Mammoth Mogul thing, I might as well collect."

"The Chosen One is correct."
"Indeed, we are indebted to her."
"We are agreed. What is your boon, Chosen One?"

"Send us back to a couple of minutes before the blast and leave a marker for me to see the point of impact while leaving my abilities intact. I can get us out of the kill zone in one piece and alive. Then I will work on getting back home to Mobius."

"Very well."
"We will grant this request."
"Yes, there is still much you need to do to fulfill your destiny."

"Thank you Walkers. May You walk in the light." I replied as we disappeared in a flash of light.

Suddenly we were back in our truck and fully clothed once again.

"Okay genius, what's the plan? I hope it involves us keeping our cloths on." Amy said as we quickly gathered our personal items from the dash and stuck them in our pockets.

"Oh, trust me it does. Though face planting is a real possibility." I replied as I called on the powers of Chaos.

I saw the marker, an orb of light floating a couple of feet over the road.

I closed my eyes and focused on the room where I first came to this world.

"Chaos..."

My eyes snapped open as the orb passed under the front of our truck.

"CONTROL!"

Stargate Command

Everything was running smoothly in the SGC today.

SG-12 was briefing General Hammond on the results of their last mission.

Dr. Alexis Halsey was in the control room discussing the program that was aligning the addresses found on Abydos.

Techs were going through their checklists making sure the gate was functioning properly.

The gate was sitting idle at the moment, its protective iris closed.

Suddenly, the sounds of the iris opening could be heard.

Chief Harriman looked up from his console to see the iris opening. Thinking he had nudged the control with out realizing it, he toggled it.

The iris remained open.

"Dr. Halsey?"

"Yes Chief?"

"The iris opened and now I can't get it to close."

"Hmm, that is strange. Have some one in the gate room try the..."

Dr. Halsey was interrupted by the site of a white portal materialize inside the Stargate.

Then she saw two bodies and all manner of equipment come flying out of the portal before it disappeared and the iris closed. One of the bodies was strangely familiar to the doctor.

Tails's perspective

So far this was a pretty eventful day. I got killed, had the Ancient Walkers pay up the favor they owed me, and now I had a girl lying on my chest, her crotch inches from my nose. I normally didn't mind this position, but there were a few things that I could do without.

First, we were fully clothed.

Second, we both had seventy pounds of body armor on with about ten pound of additional gear on the vests.

Thirdly, Amy was unconscious.

Oh, and my arms were in awkward positions, so I couldn't roll her off my chest.

Have you ever been caught in one of those awkward moments that just seems to happen for no apparent reason?

Well I think that this qualifies as one of those times. So I did the only thing that I could think of at the moment.

I took a deep breath and motor boated the shit out of her pussy.

Have you ever woken a girl up by putting an ice cube down the front of her panties? I have and I have never heard a girl scream that loud or jump that high from a prone position.

Unfortunately for me I started laughing and had her land back on my chest.

The next thing I heard killed the laughter more effectively than having a ceramic composite plate slammed into my chest.

"MILEY!"

I looked around the best I could and saw Alexis, my surrogate mom for the past decade or so, standing over me.

"Hi mom." I said with a wry smile.

"Don't 'Hi mom' me young lady. What the hell happened and how the hell did you get here?"

"Give me just a minute and I'll explain." I replied before returning my attention to the girl on my chest. "Amy?" I poked her with the hand that I got free before she landed back on top of me. "Ames?" I poked harder, on her ass this time, right there where at the meat where ass meets thigh. You know, that really ticklish spot? Again no response. "Amy Jones!" I yelled, smacking her ass this time. This got a response. Just not the one I was expecting.

Put simply, she motor boated me before rolling off me laughing.

"Paybacks a bitch huh?"

"Yeah, especially when you did that in front of my mom." I replied as I sat up and jerked my thumb over my shoulder towards Alexis.

Her laughter died in her throat as she looked around for a rock to crawl under and die of embarrassment.

"You were saying Miley?"

"Oh yeah. Umm, lets see, there was a massive IED that went off under our truck, we technically died, went to limbo, my memories were restored, talked with the Walkers, they sent us back before the blast and marked the point of impact, and I used Chaos Control to bring us here." I said as I ticked off the events of the past about half hour or so on my fingers.

"You have got some of the best luck I have ever seen."

"I know."

"What in the hell is going on?" a male voice said.

"General Hammond you remember daughter Miley?"

"I do. What has that got to do with what's going on?" Hammond asked.

I stood up and gave a sharp, crisp salute. "Pleasure to see you again sir."

"Miley is that really you?" Hammond asked as he looked upon my true form.

"In the fur. I think it would be best if we go to the conference room to discuss things." I replied.

"I agree. It sounds like there is one hell of a story behind all this." Hammond said as he led us to the conference room, dismissing the team there saying that they would continue the next morning.

So which one of you two would like to start?" Hammond asked looking at Alexis and I.

"I think I should sir. This whole thing came about because of me." I replied before starting to tell my story from the point where I found the Stargate on Mobius to today, with Alexis filling in some of the blanks.

Six hours, several bathroom breaks, two smoke breaks, and three pots of coffee later the story telling was complete.

"Wow, I was right. That was one hell of a story." Hammond said, finally speaking after the story was complete.

"Yes sir." I replied before turning to Alexis. "Hey mom, is that little thing that I helped you design finished?"

"You mean...?"

"Yup. That's exactly what I mean."

"Yes it is. I have it on cold storage in my lab here."

"What are you two talking about?" Hammond asked, clearly confused.

"Well sir, if you would allow me to join your command and reinstate my commission, I'm sure that we would be more than happy to show you." I replied giving him my best puppy dog eyes.

Hmm, that's a little redundant for this vixen, huh?

Anyways, Hammond gave in after a couple of minutes.

"Alright Miley, I'll make a couple of calls to get everything sorted out. Is Miley the name on your service record?"

"No sir, it's Miles." I said with a look of disgust.

"So do you want me to change the name?"

"Yes, but not to Miley."

"Then what do you want your name to be?"

"Kerra."

"Why that name?" Alexis asked.

"I think it fits my personality better and it's unique." I replied.

"Alright. I'll make some calls." Hammond said before turning to Alexis. "What team should we assign her to?"

"I would have to say Colonel O'Neill's team. They seem to get themselves into the kind of situations that would require her skills."

"Hmm, alright. Kerra you will be assigned to SG-1 when they return from their latest mission. Now shall we head to the lab so you two can show me this thing you were talking about?"

"Of course General." Alexis replied as she stood and lead the way to her lab.

When we got to the lab, she motioned to the chamber. "The honors are yours Kerra. I think you know the password."

Smiling, I walked up to the container and entered the password on the console installed on the lid.

UNSEAL THE HUSHED CASKET

There was a pneumatic hiss as the pressure equalized and the pistons opened the doors.

After the doors opened I got a good look at my new armor.

"What is it? Hammond asked from across the room.

Reaching in, I pulled out a green and gold helmet.

"I need a weapon." I replied.

Pausing to inspect the suit, I added, "As well as some paint and stencils."

"What for?" Alexis asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well OD green really isn't my color." I replied before continuing on another train of thought. "Also can you get my toys sent here from Area 51? It would be nice to be reunited with my babies."

"Sure thing. How long do you think it will take you to repaint the suit?"

"So long as everything goes smoothly and I don't get interrupted, about a week to do it properly."

"Alright, that should be plenty of time for the rest of your gear to get here from Nevada and SG-1 to return." Alexis replied.

"Thanks mom. By the way, can you bring in my stereo? You know how I am when I work. I need music."

"Sure thing dear." She replied.


A/N: That's it for this chapter. There will probably only be a couple more chapters before this story is complete. As always, please R&R. Also whoever can tell me where the password is from gets an invisible Sonic plushie of their choice.