Chapter 9
Operations Specialist Ensign Weylin Chen and other NCOs are hard at work monitoring the subspace, normal space, Naval and civilian ships entering and exit out of hyperspace. His task is to monitor 300 Dominion ship that slipped through the battle with the 3rd Battlegroup at the Dominion lines and somehow they masked their warp signatures.
"Petty Officer Perez, remodulate our sensors to 3.45 variance and cancel out the background radiation."
As soon as the petty officer remodulate the sensors and cut out the background radiation from the terminal, he displayed the result to the holographic display and zooms out the galactic map. Ensign Chen stares at the new contact.
"Thor, extrapolate the Dominion course and speed."
It took a moment for the Asgard AI to calculate the 300 plus Dominion ships course. The holographic display changes to show the Dominion ships on the galactic map and shows a course to Earth.
"Put the station on battle alert."
"Yes sir"
Antarctica became the bedrock of a massive city, a futuristic skyscraper built around the Ancient outpost tower. It's the hotbed for commerce, trade and center of government of the TAURI Alliance, bringing billions in Tau'ri credits to the capitalist utopia.. Poverty, famine and hunger been eliminated with the deployment of food synthesizer; no need for livestock or farms to grow food.
The weather of the planet is controlled and monitored by Oceanic and Atmospheric Agency, a government entity responsible for the perfect weather on Earth. No hurricanes, tornadoes, floods and drought. The control hub is located at the northeast dome, where the power distribution center and communications center is housed.
The changeling is in the promenade of busy marketplace; sitting outside on a warm day. It's actually midnight in Antarctica. Aliens from different races conducting their business, eating their meals and some are taking pictures of the city as tourist would've doing. Being in disguise as a female Tauri Naval officer; attache to the chairman of the joint chief. The benefits of being an attaché is being in a high level meeting and a security clearance to access government and military database. On the other hand, she has been researching, looking for a cure through the Tau'ri medical database for her people. She sent a sample of herself to Tau'ri Medical, falsifying the documents that the specimen is suffering from a morphogenic virus; a degenerative disease that's killing her people.
Tauri Medical alerted state department that they found a cure, the cure for the Morphogenic virus that's killing a species of people; but the state department denies no knowledge or made contact of a species that's dying of the disease. Intelligence official became aware and didn't want to raise suspicion on the changeling spy that the Tau'ri Intelligence is on to her or whatever form the changeling takes. The President is also aware of the spy and gave an approval to send a Re'tu unit to monitor the changeling closely. They even fed her a fake location of a weapon that she been looking for but held the cure as Top Level clearance.
She took out her scanner and scans the area, since the Re'tu spies are impervious to scans. Then her communicator beeps indicating that It's Weyoun on the line.
"We are 2 hours out from Earth, have you located the weapon?"
"I am sending coordinates to the location of the weapon." She said as she tap a few commands on her paper thin tablet and uploaded the necessary information.
"Lord Ba'al will be please." Weyoun said with a smile. "How many vials you have left?"
In her opinion, she doesn't like the idea of siding with Ba'al and his conquest to the two universe but he have the dosage she needs for the illness the great link is suffering from. The problem with the inoculation is that it's temporary for the time. She inoculate herself every week for her to turn into a liquid state.
All of a sudden, she's engulf by a bright light and disappears out of the table she was sitting in. Other people in the surroundings looks and went on there business like it's a natural occurrence for military officers beaming in and out instead of using public shuttles.
By the mere second she rematerializes in the transporter room facing a port side view of earth and a massive space station orbiting the planet; she could also witness navy ship out in the distance forming up in a delta formation as anticipation of an attack coming. As she turn around, she is surrounded by 3 fully armored marines with their weapons trained at her.
"None left." She taps her earpiece to turn it off and said. "About time you got the clue I left."
"Stand down marines."
She recognize the male voice, an elderly Japanese man in his 60s in his battle fatigues approaches her with his hands behind his back.
"Admiral Fusako Sir."
Admiral Hiro Fusako is Co Chairman for the Joint Chiefs and oversees Research and Development in the Tauri Navy. When the intelligence official contacted him that his attaché is not what she claim to be, he wanted to see proof.
The marines lowers their rifle and stood to attention. At the moments notice or any threatening action the changeling makes, they have the authority to subdue her with a specialized weapon created to stop her kind.
"Cut the formality whoever you are." The japanese Admiral said as he approaches her. For an old man in 60s, nanotechnology in his bloodstream regulating his health; he could live 200 years past his prime since medical technology is so advanced that all diseases and deformities been eradicated since the creation of the Tau'ri Alliance.
"I'm sorry?"
"You are a Dominion spy," a female voice said as she approaches. She have black hair, short and Asian descent.
"Who are you?"
"I am agent Sharon Vallerii, Tauri Intelligence."
Admiral Fusako paces around and grabs a cylindrical device with a nozzle on top from his pocket and showed it to her.
The Changeling steps forward but was stopped by a forcefield that's surround her. "I seek asylum."
Sharon is skeptical why a Dominion agent want to aid the Tauri Alliance. "What's in it for you?"
"My people wants freedom and the cure to the morphogenic virus."
"We'll cross that bridge when it comes to it." Admiral Fusako says
Then an alert sounded, the lighting in the entire station dims; alerting the station personnel to man their battlestation.