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Chapter 36

Dealing with a Psychopath

Killing Wraith

Saving Shepherd's Son

Meanwhile:

An emergency has arisen in Pegasus, Eldred's planet is under attack by the Wraith; there are five hive ships and ten cruisers in orbit of this world. This faction has decided to travel in packs, avoiding the lone Ancient warship that is obliterating their brothers and sisters at an alarming rate. Fifty hives and two-hundred sixty Cruisers had been lost so far.

Carter has taken the newly rebuilt Pacifica class city named Brugon to stop this vicious attack. It looked like the whole planet would be lifeless when with this culling, leaving it open for this space vampire race access to what is left of Borealis an Atlantis class city-ship. It looked like it had crash landed leaving a trail of wreckage still strewn over the surface from ten thousand years ago.

This would be a bad thing for the Wraith to have access this technology would allow them to develop an intergalactic hyperdrive, their current drives were local galactic types limiting them to Pegasus. Teyla using her Wraith DNA could sense this faction's eagerness for a new richer feeding ground.

"Carter to Shepherd, is your ship still able to fight?"

"We are glad to see you Governor; I thought we were goners', there are just too many for us to handle alone. Our drive systems are a mess, the ion drive is about to fail leaving us stranded.

That damn Arcturus power supply stopped working. The shields are at seventy percent"

You could hear Rodney yelling in the background.

"I knew O'Neill couldn't make it work!"

Shepherd started yelling at him.

"McKay! Shut up and fix the damn thing! Stop complaining, this is a life and death situation here."

"John, land on the east pier our shields' will cover you."

Beckett is currently in Brugon's interface chair.

"Carson, its Sam I know you are a doctor and taking a life is in your moral code. Please fire our drones at the hiveships, our Grodin beams will take out the cruisers."

"Aye Samantha, your' right all life is sacred to me… as much as I hate to do this firing drones."

You could see the strain on Beckett's face trying to control the systems of Brugon; the Doctor had bonded with Atlantis as its main pilot not with this vessel. This vessel is still in need of a pilot that could be comfortable in its interface chair and could bond with the cities VI.

Carson had the highest Chair interface aptitude of any human alive even after Jack and Carter transference to clone bodies.

The struggle to control this ship is draining the doctor's strength and concentration at an alarming rate.

"Beckett to Shepherd, I am going to scoop you up, have the crew of your ship take positions for a possible crash landing. John, please come to the chair room after you land."

Shepherd is curious as to why he is needed; Carson has a natural talent for flying the Ancient ships. His ship the Elizabeth Weir has to perform a crash landing on the east pier there are many severely injured, they are beamed into Brugon's infirmary.

It's a doctor's nightmare in the medical ward seeing compound fractures, lacerations, concussions and metal sticking out of people's bodies from the attacking Wraith and the sudden stop on the east pier.

Shepherd ran as fast as he could to help his friend in the chair room.

"OK Carson I am here, what's wrong? You look like death warmed over."

"John, aye it's good to see you, I must head to the infirmary to help treat the wounded. It seems this city does not like me as a pilot, maybe you'll have better luck."

Unknown to them Brugon is a fighter type city; it does not like the doctor in its control interface chair. The VI has a real brute of a personality if it was a human, the personality contained in its matrix crystals would be considered a bully always wanting to fight.

This is because of the first Lantean that had sat in his chair; he would have been considered to have a psychopathic personality in this day and age. Having had committed many acts of atrocities before being caught and exiled, unfortunately it had left an imprint on this city's personality crystal matrix.

"This is Shepherd; I have the control chair now: Carson is heading to sickbay. Wow the power this city has, if we had this seven years ago the Wraith would have been history. Colonel Carter please fire the anti-fighter weapons against any darts from the control tower."

Even John had difficulties controlling Brugon, he decided it would be a good idea for Sam and himself to look at the records of who was its past pilots; it would take some digging into this city's archives to find that information.

With Shepherd in control it did not take long to destroy the Wraith ships in orbit. It left over four hundred darts full of humans in their storage devices, John realized destroying them would kill this planets civilization, BUT by using the Asgard's beaming technology it would be possible to capture them into this ship's crystal storage units. This would be an ironic justice considering the Wraith culled humans and John is now doing the same to them by scooping the darts out of the sky and into a storage matrix.

"Shepherd to Carter, do not fire I repeat: do not fire on the darts! There is another way by capturing the darts it will allow us save this world's inhabitants. Beaming them into storage, have several teams of marines go to the west pier's cargo hold. I intend to release one dart at a time there. Once the pilot is killed we can reverse the culling process, my son may be in one of the darts."

What no one knew; Lady Mara now had a six year old boy he is John's child, she had become pregnant after the night she jumped his bones. Mara was afraid Tavius might of have had her killed so he could inherit the throne. Without having to worry she might to the same to him. By having a child with someone who's ATA gene is stronger that it has been in the royal family for over ten generations. Mara figured she would be safe and her child would be the next in line for the throne. Then Rodney McKay ruined all of the Royal's plans by draining Borealis's almost depleted ZPM. No one could be the Lord Marshal without being able to control its interface chair; this piece of ancient technology is in the main tower instead of a separate chair room. In the long run it's a good thing the Ancient had built it there; all of the other buildings had collapsed centuries ago.

Once Taggert had found the military outpost and invited a team from Earth to use the base, Shepherd had gone back to reestablish contact with all of Atlantis's former trading partners. It was quite a shock to him finding out he had a six year old son now. He dreaded the idea that his son might be dead because of this culling.

"Carter to Shepherd, we have started beaming one dart at a time into the west pier cargo hold, the marines are ready and there is a medical team standing by to help the people who are rematerialized from the Wraith storage device."

"Thank you Sam, My son's life is in their hands. Our scanners are registering a massive footprint in hyperspace heading this way. I estimate they will be here in twenty minutes.

There are twenty hives and their support vessels; the Wraith must want Borealis real bad, this is no normal culling they are after the intergalactic technology."

Brugon how are we on our drones?"

"There are fifty storage crystals of one hundred thousand drones each and enough material to make and fill the racks four hundred times."

"Oh wow, like I said, the Wraith would have never stood a chance with this technology. Sam if you can still hear me when we finish this mess lets go completely destroy these damn space vampires!?

"Sorry John, I need to get back to Atlantis. Tell you what when we finish this mess up we'll talk about it."