The Star Gate Program (Hetalia/Stargate SG1 X-Over)

Author: Ashynarr

Summary: It was the discovery of the century. A device older than human civilization, capable of transporting people across the galaxy in an instant. But things have a way of quickly becoming complicated, pushing America and others to their limits as they find themselves embroiled in galactic politics and intrigue throughout the stars.

Disclaimer: Hetalia's not mine. Stargate isn't mine.

Warning: Alterations of the Stargate timeline/canon and Hetalia canon

[Inspired by Stargate Reopened; I recommend reading it if you have the time.]

[Chapter 9]

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[November 1993]

Matthew couldn't believe how different everything in his life was for a mere four months ago, back when his main worry had been trying to minimize the number of wars he got dragged into because of his brother. Now he was in what was quickly becoming the highest tech research and military institute in the world thanks to the steady funding from two countries who were more than willing to invest in reclaimed alien technology and engineering.

He could understand, a bit, why the US and Alfred were still so hesitant about bringing this up to the rest of the world - there was a power here, a knowledge that every day they held onto this they gained more traction in what would be a cascade of economic upheaval once this technology stopped being used here only and started making its way out into the wider world.

(Though the governments believed they could keep it under lockdown indefinitely, it was impossible to believe it could last forever. It never had, and it never would.

Something would have to break eventually.)

The sirens went off, with the speaker system quickly coming on after it. "Incoming wormhole; coded from Heliopolis Base. Clear the Ring room for incoming payload."

He still wasn't used to the sheer magnificence of the Ring, watching the entire formation sequence without blinking until it settled into its ethereal blue pool, both only disturbed when the first of the trolleys with the latest batch of alien goods emerged.

It was almost impossible to see from here, but the metal locks holding the Ring in place had been altered slightly, now capable of opening and retracting if necessary. In addition, the space directly under the Ring had been bored into, leaving a long, narrow, and deep hole that would just fit the alien object if it were dropped into it.

That was Code 01-4713, the first line of defense. After all, why waste the ammo of the turrets placed around the Ring and the lives of good people on defending if you could just prevent the enemy from getting in at all? It would also, as happily noted by more than one engineer, make a lot of weapons with less energy than a nuclear bomb utterly useless, as the energy would be more likely to feed back through the wormhole due to lack of impediment than blast up into the room.

Of course, there were a dozen other defenses just for the room itself, not to mention many of the soldiers (and civilians) had started to be trained in fighting within the corridors and stairwells of the rest of the base. If there was one thing agreed upon, it was that nothing that came through that Ring was going to ever see Earth's sun unless it was approved by Command first.

Actually, that reminded him…

Matthew turned away from the Ring and his musings, making his way down some now familiar hallways into a large room that had only recently started seeing serious human traffic again.

The coverstone, the reason the Giza Project had even been started up again in the first place, and now the focus of more intense research now that the scientists who had gone through to Heliopolis were now able to return and apply their new knowledge to the task. It was a shame Dr. Littlefield and Dr. Langford were going to retire once it was decoded, but after all they'd been through, he figured they deserved it.

(Alfred had already stealthily arranged the paperwork so that - should they still choose to get married after all - they would have no issues with bureaucracy. He was such a sucker for happily ever afters, the dork.)

WIth the new knowledge of Ring addresses from their off world base, many had been guessing that the central markings, as clearly separated from the rest of the work as they were, were themselves an address of some sort. Which one it was hadn't been determined yet, as the symbols were still being compared to those on the Ring.

There was also the matter of the seventh symbol, and what its significance was to the entire sequence. The current most popular theories were that either it was some sort of Ring-unique symbol that told the other Ring what address was incoming, or else it took a broader set of coordinates (should several Rings be in close stellar proximity) and told the system which one it was interested in connecting to. The only clue they had was when anything other than the correct symbol was put in, the system locked and wouldn't open for almost a minute.

Matthew privately thought that that meant it was a safeguard of sorts, to prevent other technologies from intercepting and possibly disrupting Ring traffic. But he didn't have the degree of knowledge in the technology or the physics behind them to really say one way or another, so he kept to himself.

Still, the symbols in the center did seem strikingly familiar, like the answer was just out of reach. Alfred had mentioned the same issue and how frustrating it was, though he'd all but forgotten about it in the thrill of Heliopolis and actually seeing another world.

Shaking his head, Matthew turned away from the coverstone to look over to the last relic from the Giza dig - the fossils. Enough tests had been made that it was fairly settled that whatever they were, they had been alive, and had possibly lived on whatever other world the coverstone had led to. With that in mind, it wasn't hard for some of the more mythologically read to guess that perhaps there were other similar beings on that world that were similar in looks to the other Egyptian gods, with enough contact between the two worlds that the beings had made their way into the Egyptians' way of life for millennia.

Matthew frowned, tracing along the contours of the fossils with a finger until it hit the odd protrusions of what could have been nothing or else something very important.

If the ancient Egyptians had been in contact with possibly advanced aliens...

Why did they bury the Ring in the first place?

He really didn't want to acknowledge the sudden sinking feeling in his chest that told him he didn't want to find out.

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AN: Almost to Abydos! Which I promise will have a lot more action than Heliopolis has so far. I still have things planned for that place, but those are down the road just a bit so yeah. I'm actually still thinking about where the story's gonna go after Abydos, but since I have a few chapters planned for that arc yet I figure I have time to make more solid plans.

Man I really want to write for that other Stargate AU I saw on the KM where the Nations were actually Goa'uld (only not evil ones) because that'd just be hella interesting to explore. Sadly that is not this AU, but having the Nations around still has its own interesting implications in the long run.

Also, how okay would everyone be with me bringing in my other America and Canada characters (the nyos and 2ps and all that) as sort of side characters for certain arcs? I might do other nyos and/or 2p characters as well if I'm in need of OCs that are more than mentioned in passing, but as I'm trying to minimize that for the most part…. yeah.

(A last note, but did you know constellations drift and change over just a few thousands years as the stars move around? So why do the stargates have constellations familiar to Western astronomers when they were created more than fifty million years beforehand? I smell shenanigans, or perhaps laziness.)