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April 9, 1997: Milky Way: Earth: Stargate Command
"The extent of the technology on board the Hatak is extensive," Sam said happily. "It seems that this ship was Moloc's flagship and contained nearly everything that he knew including weapons systems, shields and life support."
Harry smiled as he listened to Sam explain the ship that he himself had captured. It was only a Goa'uld mother ship but to the Tauri, it was heaven. With some pushing from Harry and Colonel O'Neill (the latter of whom was more annoyed than trying to be friendly), Sam had been allowed to study the ship with the science teams. It had been a few boring missions without the blonde haired scientist (irony abounds) but it was well worth it to stop her complaining.
The briefing consisted of Sam standing before them displaying a slideshow of various pictures of the Hatak in orbit. When she finished, she closed the slideshow and the screen reverted back to the SGC logo.
"We hope that in a few more months we'll be able to reverse engineer any technology that we find on the ship," Sam finished.
"You weren't home by ten," Harry said teasingly. Jack held back a laugh. Sam just smiled. "So, what did they name it?"
"Prometheus," Sam answered. Both Harry and Jack smacked their heads.
"It's a Greek tragedy," Harry said slamming his head on the desk. "I am not flying in that ship. We're all going to blow up in that ship. Enterprise was a better name."
"Enterprise was made by Earth, wasn't it?" Daniel asked. "If it's Goa'uld, Enterprise wouldn't be a proper name."
"That's not the point," Jack argued.
"Colonel," Hammond warned. "Is that all, Captain?" Sam nodded and sat back down. "Now then, I've just received word that there was a terrorist attack three days ago somewhere in the vicinity of London."
"What's so special about that?" Harry asked, almost nervous at the mention of the British City.
"It's the weapons that they used," Hammond explained. He pressed a button on a remote and a different image appeared on the screen. It was a picture of a battle in city streets. A squad of British soldiers was shooting at several robed individuals. The robed people were holding long sticks that were shooting red energy blasts.
"Teal'c," Harry said slowly. "Don't those blasts look an awful lot like Zat blasts?"
"They do indeed, Harry Potter," Teal'c agreed. "But how would humans come into contact with Goa'uld technology?" (Zat blasts are blue but the form of the energy and not the color is what's familiar.)
"That's the question," Hammond explained. "The President had agreed to send SG1 to Britain to investigate the event. This is a top secret operation."
"We can use the Corona for transport," Harry stated. "I may not like to use it for militaristic purposes, but I can't allow Goa'uld technology to go unchecked on Earth."
"Very well," Hammond agreed. "Please leave as soon as you're ready."
April 9, 1998: Milky Way: Earth: London
"So, where do you think these things are?" Jack asked.
"If it's a terrorist attack like Hammond said, then it's only a matter of time before they attack again," Daniel reasoned. "I guess we should just have to wait and see." SG1 was dressed in civilian clothes. Teal'c looked good in a brimmed hat. Jack was wearing a leather flight jacket while Harry wore his normal clothes. Their only weapons were concealed pistols hidden in their jackets but Harry could call down MP5s and his SA80 with a simple thought should a battle be necessary.
"I did a scan before we came," Harry said. "I couldn't detect any Naquadah on the planet at all although I did detect a few hundred strange energy signatures scattered all over Britain. There was a concentration of them in London across the street." They looked over to a normal street corner. To Harry, there was a pub there with a sign called the Leaky Cauldron. "People have been coming and going through that pub for a while now."
"What pub?" Jack inquired. Harry looked at him as if he had grown two heads.
"I've got something here," Daniel said. The other team members looked to where he pointed and saw several robed persons standing a short ways away. They had sticks in their hands. Without warning several green energy blasts shot towards them and others on the street. SG1, being all military, dived away and avoided the attack. The table they had been sitting at and parts of the building behind it exploded.
Harry grabbed his pistol quickly and fired several stun blasts at the robed individuals. To his shock, the blasts were blocked by a flaring blue shield.
"They're shielded, be careful!" Harry cried. Jack made several hand signs to his team. They all nodded and Jack gave the signal to start. He and Harry ran across the street while Sam, Teal'c and Daniel provided covering fire. En route, Harry switched his gun to kill. Two shields of the enemy collapsed to concentrated fire from SG1 and the casters died.
The robed figures spoke between themselves and scattered, firing spells at the Americans. Harry fired his gun rapidly taking down several shields while his team finished them off. A blue spells shot from where the enemy was towards a car near them. The car exploded upon contact, blinding and deafening everyone around it. When SG1's senses were back, the enemy had disappeared.
"Okay, something's wrong here," Harry muttered.
"Indeed," Teal'c agreed. "Those did not appear to be Zat'nik'itels."
"That explains why they didn't appear on the sensor sweep," Harry nodded. Several loud cracks filled the street with noise. Harry spun around when the cracks appeared, gun raised. Several more robed figures appeared, though it seemed obvious that they were not the same figures as before. 'Who wears robes nowadays?' Harry asked himself. 'Not the point.'
"What happened here?" one of the robed figures asked.
"We were attacked," Harry responded simply. "The oddness of their weapons strikes me. Perhaps you can elaborate."
The man waved the question off. "What was their appearance?"
"There were several of them, though I didn't get a complete count," Harry responded. "They all wore black robes and their faces were concealed."
"Thank you, Obliviate," the man said holding up a stick identical to the ones they had seen before. Harry, already prepared for another attack, fired two stun blasts into the man's chest before his wand was fully raised. The man dropped to the ground unconscious. The other three men raised their wands crying something akin to "Stupid." Harry silenced them quickly with his Browning.
"So, what do we do with them?" Harry wondered. Daniel gave him a disapproving look. "What? They tried to attack us so I stunned them. They'll wake up in a couple of hours."
"The question remains," Teal'c pointed out. Several other cracks sounded from behind them.
"Why do they always have to appear from behind?" Harry asked annoyed as he spun around in crouch, his pistol raised. Several figures appeared, equal to the number of cracks. They were all wearing robes as well though the man in front would have stood out regardless.
The man had silvery white hair that reached down to his shoulder and a beard that reached down to his waist. Half moon spectacles adorned twinkling eyes while the magenta robes contrasted to everything else about the man. There was a wand in his hand.
"What do you think happened here, Minerva?" the bearded man inquired. A robed woman who was examining the bodies answered.
"These are definitely Death Eaters," the woman, Minerva, reported. "I can't see how they were killed."
"Headmaster," another robed man said. He sported greasy black hair and eyes that reminded Harry of the void. The bearded man turned. "Those are Aurors and from what I can tell Muggles as well."
"Perhaps they can tell us what happened," the bearded man said approaching SG1.
"Ah, ah, ah," Harry warned brandishing his gun. "Don't take another step unless you want to go to sleep for a couple of hours."
"Is that a threat, Muggle?" the greasy haired man snarled.
"It's a warning," Harry corrected. "We've already been attacked twice today and I'd rather avoid another battle if at all possible."
"Who attacked you?" the bearded man asked.
"Robed figures, just like you," Harry replied. "The guys that are behind you right now were first. After we dispatched of them, the ones behind us attacked. For all we know you could be the third wave."
"They're unconscious, Headmaster," the greasy haired man reported after observing the bodies behind SG1. "The Death Eaters are dead."
The bearded man and the greasy haired man turned away from SG1 and whispered to each other. Only Harry could hear them through Asgard enhancements.
"They could be valuable allies," the bearded man argued.
"They attacked the Aurors," Grease-Ball insisted. "That is an act of aggression. They said themselves that they plan to attack us!"
"They only said that they didn't know if we were friendly," Beardy corrected. "They have not attacked us yet."
"They are Muggles," Grease-Ball persisted. "If they were able to defeat the Death Eaters and the Aurors it was done through their technology. They are nothing compared to us!" Several cracks sounded throughout the street.
"Stupefy!" Approximately ten red spells shot overhead. Harry dived away taking Daniel with him while the rest of the team dodged the opposite direction. He popped up behind a street corner and peered around.
Thirteen robed figures were standing in the center of the street. The appeared to be of the same faction as the 'Aurors' and could be backup. Judging by their gun-ho attitude, they were expecting a battle. Harry eased his pistol around the corner and fired off three stun shots. He was answered by two groans and a blue beam being shot at him. He ducked behind the corner as the bricks exploded. Peering back around, Harry found that the Aurors hadn't moved.
Pressing a button on his remote, Harry beamed a Goa'uld grenade (forget the name) into his hand. Timing the moment correctly, Harry dived out from around the corner and threw the grenade into the center of the Auror formation. The robed figures looked down at the spherical object for a brief moment before the white light expanded from it, sending the formation into unconsciousness.
Harry got up carefully and did a quick head count. There were twelve bodies in the formation of unconscious Aurors. His eyes scanned the battlefield quickly for the last threat. "Get him back to Hogwarts!" Harry spun around just in time to see Jack disappear with a loud crack.
April 9, 1998: Milky Way: Earth: High Orbit: Corona
Harry cursed as he sat down in the control chair. The rest of his team sat down uneasily without the security of their commander. Harry ignored them and brought up a screen that displayed a satellite image of the United Kingdom.
"Harry, what are you doing?" Daniel inquired.
"You may not realize it, but as soon as I brought you guys onto the Corona for the first time, I implanted each of you with a subcutaneous transmitter in case we were ever separated and I needed to find you quickly," Harry explained. "Hopefully, I'll be able to find Jack's signature on the sensors." The screen zoomed in on a blurry patch of land in northern Scotland. "There," Harry said pointing to the blurry area. "That's where Jack is. I don't get it, though. The Corona should be able to see an ant clearly on the ground. Yet this entire ten mile area is blurry. I'll run a diagnostic and get back to you."
April9, 1998: Milky Way: Earth: Hogwarts
"You're not going to get anything out of me," Jack insisted as he was dragged into the sub terrain of a castle in Northern Scotland. "Nothing's going to come of this!" Jack yelled as he was chained to a wall in a dungeon cell.
"You will tell us your secrets, Muggle," one of the men who had carried him said.
"You won't get anything out of me," Jack said defiantly.
"We have manners of persuasion," the man said. He raised an object.
"Is that a rubber chicken?"
"You will tell us your secrets." Screams decorated the night with the sounds of terror.
April 9, 1998: Milky Way: Earth: High Orbit: Corona
"I've got it," Harry said triumphantly. "The area around Jack's transmitter is protected by an Electromagnetic Field. It's what's messing up the cameras. Unfortunately, it's also messing with the lock on so I won't be able to Beam Jack out or us in."
"Is there any other way of getting inside?" Daniel asked.
"Unless you want to beam to five miles away from Jack's position, no," Harry responded. "Don't worry; I have another way of getting to him." Harry beamed the four of them down two levels to the armory.
"Harry, where did you get all of these weapons?" Sam wondered as she looked around. There was at least one of every single modern gun she had ever seen. At first glance, she noted G36s, G3s, M16s, M4s, SA80s and M14s.
"I can take any weapon from the planet at any time since no one else will ever know the difference," Harry responded walking in-between the rows upon rows of weapons. He grabbed four G36Ks, Carbine versions of the G36 and threw three of them to his team. They were unloaded. Harry walked over to the end of the room where several crates were sitting. He reached in and took out twenty G36 Magazines. "The Ancient Weapons Caches held designs to several new weapons. These magazines hold a special type of bullet that I designed for the explicit purpose of killing." He handed the magazines over to his team, four to each. "If one of these bullets hit anywhere on the body, they will kill that person, no questions asked."
"Why are you taking one and not your SA80?" Sam inquired.
"The only reason I lug my SA80 around all the time is that it has Stun functions," Harry explained as he loaded his gun with a magazine. "These weapons don't stun, they just kill. I'm assuming that these rounds will penetrate our enemy's shields no matter what."
"Okay then, back to the first problem," Daniel continued. "How do we get down there?"
"Just a second," Harry stalled. He grabbed an RPG Launcher (Rocket Propelled Grenade for the pacifists among you) and four rockets. "Okay, now we're ready." He beamed them to another room.
The next room was fairly small, about the size of a normal living room. There were no chairs or TVs. The only decoration was a large cylindrical object that had five openings space evenly around the center. The openings were large enough for a human to stand in and resembled Goa'uld Escaped Pods.
"This is something I designed personally for when the beaming technology is being jammed," Harry explained, answering the unasked question in the room. "This is in all actuality a large escape pod. I'll explain on the way. Get in." His team nodded and got into the openings. Harry got into a slightly larger pod that had a few buttons inside. The doors closed. "Launching Reentry Pod."
The Large Pod jettisoned from the Corona, heading for the Planet Earth.
"Entering Stage One Reentry," Harry reported. "Increasing Speed to mach four. When we hit Stage Three of Reentry, we'll be fully in the atmosphere and the five pods will jettison from the main structure. We'll be in the thick of it then. Entering Stage Two Reentry; decreasing speed to mach three." Two more minutes passed. The entire structure shook from the heat of reentry. "Entering Stage Three Reentry, decelerating to mach 0.4, releasing parachutes." The pods shook again as the structure decelerated. "Alright, with the next press of a button we'll be right in the thick of it. Anyone have any last words?" There was a brief pause.
"For Jack," Daniel said.
"For Jack," Sam chorused. Harry smiled.
"For Jack," Harry finished. He pressed the button. "The Heat Shield is jettisoned; Pods are away." There was one last thrust as the five pods shot away from the descent craft. "For Jack."
(End Chapter)
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