This is a crossover between StarGate SG-1, StarWars, StarTrek, StarCraft, Warhammer 40K, Farscape and other sci-fi series. I don't own anything from the sci-fi series I write about. I am just writing it for fun.


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Chapter 29

Three Ba'al clones were sitting around a small circular table. One of the Ba'als, wearing strange clothing obviously a fusion between a robe and a suit, spoke first.

~The three Apophis class Ha'taks are ready, and the fourth one will be ready within the month.~

Another clone, wearing leather armor, nodded.

~We better hurry. As the time passes, the Jaffa are pushing further into our territory. Together we are holding no more than six hundred planets, most of them pitiful human worlds. We only have just over ninty Jaffa worlds, and with both the God Emperor and the Free Jaffa attacking us, we are having trouble defending the territory.~

The last clone, wearing a golden robe, nodded.

~With most of the galaxy ravaged by the Ori, our territory barely produce enough resources to refil our losses.~

The one in the suit spoke.

~It was fortunate that we found this world before someone else. We now only need the Jaffa to crew the ships.~

Others nodded.

~How many ships have been assigned to resume construction?~

~Twenty three. Already eleven has been completed.~

~What about the upgrades?~

~Anubis' upgrades require neutronium, and they are rare. With their destruction by the hands of Tauri and their Ancient weapon, most of Anubis' upgraded ships have been destroyed. We now have sixteen upgraded Ha'taks orbiting this world.~

~Then we are agreed?~

~Yes, this world must remain a secret and we must curb our personal greed for power in order to survive.~

~Agreed. We are Ba'al. We will not fade away so easily.~

They all nodded. When one of the clones moved his hand along the table, the hand went through it, revealing that it was a hologram. They all were. The one in the leather spoke.

~What of the God Emperor? He is a dilemma. He holds one of us. Even if he kills us, Ba'al will live on… but we cannot simply give up. After all, we have the 'plan'.~

Others nodded.

~We must remove this God Emperor from the picture so that our brother may take over. With the technologies and manpower of the 'Galactic Imperium', we can easily conquer the galaxy.~

~Agreed.~

One in the robe spoke.

~I will come up with something. Leave it to me.~

They nodded.

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Todd carefully studied the scan of his cerebral cortex and the nanites wrapped around it. He growled in frustration as he put down the scanner. One of the Wraith commanders, now reluctantly obeying Todd, came up to him. Todd turned his head to look at him.

"What?"

"We are above a planet. It is rich in food source."

"How rich?"

"Enough to feed this ship for a few days… a few more if we drain it."

"Just take what we need. We can drain it when we find a richer food source."

Suddenly, the light flickered inside the Hive Ship and a holographic image of the God Emperor appeared. Todd quickly looked at the sensor reading of the planet and the stargate was open. Todd turned and bowed his head to his new, powerful and hateful master. The God Emperor spoke.

~Warmaster Todd, I hope you are doing things as I have set out for you.~

Todd hesitated for a moment then nodded.

"Yes, master."

Todd felt for a moment that the God Emperor saw through him and the small deviations he made to the God Emperor's plans were noticed.

~Very well. I will believe that you will do the right thing…~

Todd felt afraid. This being could see through his deceptions.

~I have a mission for you.~

"A mission, master?"

~Yes. Do you know 'Michael'?~

Todd nodded.

"I heard of him from both the humans of Atlantis and some of the Hives."

~Beside consolidating your own position among the Hives, I want you to find and capture him… without letting the Atlantis Expedition know that you have captured him.~

"I will do my best."

~You better.~

Then before Todd could react, the God Emperor raised a finger and extreme pain coursed through the Wraith. It stopped after a moment.

~I have provided you with a thousand clean human clones of great strength. They will feed your Hive for a while.~

The hologram disappeared and another Wraith commander came running into the bridge.

"Commander, a thousand naked male humans have just stepped through the stargate."

Todd panted has he tried to calm his healing body.

"Go capture them and bring them back to the Hive Ship. They are a gift to us from my master."

After a while, two Wraith soldiers brought a human before him. Todd was surprised at the obvious strength and life of this clone. It was perfect. Standing 2m tall with strong muscles and perfectly symmetrical body, this was a truly fine specimen of a human. He could truly feel the strength when he began to drink from the unflinching clone. It just stood there, hardly aging. Todd took his fill and the human clone was still standing, albeit with greyed hair, withered muscle and wrinkled skin, but the clone could still be a light snack. Taking everything and letting the clone die, Todd felt full and happy, and he was sure that it was not poisoned.

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"It is not poisoned yet."

I chuckled as I guessed what Todd was thinking. Grazak came up to me as I signed several more documents. The problem with being a real ruler of an Empire was that there were so many documents to sign, and this was very light because the bureaucracy was not established yet. I gestured Grazak forward.

"Speak."

Grazak bowed his head.

"We have intercepted a secret communication from a Ba'al clone to Warmaster Ba'al. They are attempting an assassination of you, my emperor, and to have Warmaster Ba'al to take over the Imperium."

I found it so funny that I laughed aloud.

"That is so hilarious. Stupid snakeheads. Did they really think I was so weak? How is this 'assassination' going to happen?"

"Warmaster Ba'al would alert you to a find on a remote planet. He will claim some importance. When you arrive there, the Ba'al clone would ambush you with everything he has."

I thought for a moment and knew what I should do. It was time to show everyone of my power.

"I will prepare for it then. Make sure there is a large audience."

Grazak nodded.

"I will make the necessary arrangements, my god. Is there anything else?"

"Prepare a Ha'tak with cloaking device and load it with the replicators. I will take care of the rest."

"Yes, my master."

"Ah, what of Shu'nin?"

"She still resides within the palace."

"Bring her along as well. It will be a good show."

"Yes, my god."

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Once Grazak left, I took my Bodyguards and went to Atu'Muc, the name of the planet where the White Palace was built. The Tok'ra didn't know the name but the Jaffa apparently did, which was a bit strange. The replicators were still busy mining the planet, but with the nearby deposits drained, the replicators were looking for other deposits and the increased surface area strained their number. I allowed them to multiply by ten times, and during the multiplication they only need to deliver neutronium. They would use all other metals to replicate. Also, I ordered the modifications to the White Palace and the super drydock to begin. Soon the planet would be drained of any significant deposits of resources, and the White Palace would have to leave. Upon returning to the throne room, I ordered the Asgard core to find the alloy to make replicators out of that would allow the replicators to absorb far greater amount of energy weapons fire. Thanks to near infinite resources, I created enough number of bug-form replicators and beamed them into the storage on my belt. I also downloaded the schematics of Ori beam weapon and the Ancient shield generator and a single ZPM into the belt. The preparations were done. Soon it would be the time to put on the show.

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Dr Lam cocked her head as she told SG-1 and Tomin her report.

"Well, as far as we can tell, the nanites are not controlling him. They are, however, inhibiting the Prior's ability to overcome the anti-Prior device. Also, the nanites are emitting the same EM-frequency as the anti-Prior device. This makes it the perfect anti-Prior restraint, if we were still at war. Since we cannot remove it without killing him, there is nothing more I can do."

Tomin nodded in understanding and spoke to her.

"I would like to see him. He is still a Prior, perhaps he has some ideas."

After a minute, the tired looking Prior came out from the lab, escorted by two Airmen. Tomin worriedly spoke to him.

"How do you feel, Corno?"

"I can feel the evil machine still embedded in my mind. I cannot get it out of my head. It stops me from using my powers to remove it… I… I do not understand. It used to be so clear… When the Ori enthralled us, we saw everything so clearly, but… now… the Priors are terrified. We do not understand, and we are guilt-ridden about what we have done… this evil machine seems to feed upon the doubts and guilt, and won't let go…"

The Prior was almost crying. Tomin patted him on the shoulder as he turned to face SG-1.

"This 'God Emperor' has made an enemy of us, but our galaxy is in condition to fight an enemy who could so easily subdue a Prior. Our internal problems will continue to cause strife among our worlds. I suggest that we destroy the Supergate to cut him off."

Daniel hurriedly stopped Tomin.

"Wait… we were actually going to ask for another one in the Pegasus galaxy. We can't destroy it. We do not believe that Mr Leed is pauses the same kind of danger Ori or the Goa'uld has posed. When he does become a threat, his powers will encompass not only this galaxy, but definitely into your galaxy as well. We must stand together in this. We understand that your galaxy is in no condition to fight but you don't have to cut yourself off. We still have so much learn from you, your cultures and the technologies of the Ori."

Tomin hesitated and looked at Vala for a second. Then he nodded.

"Very well, I will ask other Priors to stand guard at the Supergate in our galaxy. I am certain I can convince them."

Mitchell asked suddenly.

"So what's happening with the Priors?"

Tomin sighed.

"Several Priors have been stoned to death but the Priors did not even resist. They have given up their will to live. Yet we still need them. They are the only ones who understand the technologies. Until the rest of our galaxy is ready, we need them. I have been convincing as many Priors and as many worlds I could to spare the Priors and put them to good use. I believe this threat posed by 'God Emperor' will justify some of that."

"Very good."

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As watched the replicators moving about the White Palace and my Jaffa jumping out of the way light frightened bunnies, I was shoving down French fries with cheese, sweet chilli sauce and sour cream on them. This sudden intake of calories was actually needed. Thanks to the efficiency of my new body, I did feel the need to eat, but I spent too long working that my body alerted me to the need for nutrients. Now that I do not get fat or get disease, I could eat anything and everything I ever wanted but too afraid of the calories to eat, or too expensive to eat. A rare, but hot, filet mignon with black truffle oil with salad from France, fried scorpions, stewed cat and snake from China were merely few of the massive banquet I was devouring.

Braised hallibut Provencal, chicken a la diable, crab quiche, wine-poached salmon with black truffles, veal picatta, lobster thermidor, pierogi with sauerkraut, various Chinese meat, seafood and vegetable dishes, roasted whole piglet, roated leg of lamb, several roated quails, chickens and pheasants, and many many more dishes filled the table. Grazak was the only one eating with me but he was done while I was still eating. Being a god does require a lot of calories. By the time I was full, there were still a lot of food left, but the Asgard beam dematerialised them and stored their atoms. There was no waste to be found. As I belched with satisfaction, Grazak smiled lightly.

"Are you alright with eating that much, my lord?"

I chuckled.

"Of course, my friend. I have a large stomach."

Grazak smiled. As I used my nanite cloak to clean out my teeth, I spoke.

"Is everything ready?"

Grazak smiled wider.

"Of course, my lord. Warmaster Ba'al has found the suitable planet to ambush you. Warmaster Linea, Samanatha Carter, Jeniffer Keller and Goa'uld Shu'nin will join you along with the Warmaster and me."

I paused.

"Bring along Hellac as well."

"Hellac, my lord?"

"He is a Tok'ra spy. I have used him to feed disinformation to the Tauri and the Tok'ra, and I will continue to deceive him."

Grazak nodded grimly. The revelation that his trusted lieutanent was a Tok'ra spy was hard for him. I tried to confort him.

"Do not frown, my First Prime. His time will come when I am ready. Until then, we must continue to deceive him as he thinks he is deceiving us."

"Yes, my god. All will be as you command."

"Yes, I suppose they will. How are the productions of the new Ha'taks going?"

"They will be ready within three months, my lord. The expansions of factories is causing the shortage of manpower, and with all the Jaffa now in military service, the Jaffa worlds may go hungry."

"That won't do. I will create required resources for my people. Eventually, they will be able to feed themselves, but until then, I will have to carry them."

"Thank you, my god. As you have commanded previously, I have ordered several human worlds of suitable climate and geography to turn them into giant farming worlds dedicated to feed the Imperium, but it will take time to grow the crop."

"Yes, and do not forget to buy the the foodstock through the proper channels. Do not take the hard earned crops. Buy them, and that purchase shall become the foundation of the Imperium's economy. Eventually, the whole system shall stabilise and the Imperium would run without the need for my constant intervention. Then we shall have prosperity as I have promised."

Grazak stood up and bowed deeply.

"You are indeed the one and true god for the Jaffa and the rest of the Imperium, and the galaxy. Only you could have such vision of the future and the capability to achieve it."

"You flatter me, my friend. I am merely carrying out what I have promised. All is going according to my plans."