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June 7, 1999: Milky Way: Earth: Washington D.C.: Oval Office
Harry shifted around nervously in the center of the room waiting for the leader of the free world to enter. After the successful operation in England, the President himself had requested that the Ace come to the White House to meet him… again.
"Lieutenant Colonel Potter," a voice said from behind him. Harry turned around swiftly. The President entered the room with a smile plastered on his face. Harry saluted immediately but the president shrugged it off. "Please, let's not have formalities here. The last time that we spoke you were the commander of an intergalactic battleship and almost threatening me."
"I'm sorry, sir, for anything that I might have said or done before," Harry said formally. The President told him to sit down and he did so. "So, Mr. President, what is it that you want from me?"
"Well, I am aware of your brilliant piloting skills and of your exploits on the Galileo," the President began as he sat down behind his desk. "Your time on SG1 a few years ago was spectacular as well, not to mention your brilliant exploits in Scotland. Your incredible skill warrants much attention from the Joint Chiefs. Since you've made us another ally on our own planet, saved the planet multiple times from Goa'uld attack and provided us with advanced weaponry and technology, we've decided to give you any position you want in the military."
"Any position," Harry said slowly.
"That's right," the President nodded with a smile. "You could choose to be the commander of the SGC or the commander of a battleship in the Navy. Anything you want is within your grasp right now." Harry looked away in thought.
"Well, sir, there is one thing I would like," he said slowly without looking at the President. "When we were in Scotland, I found something in one of Voldemort's Bastions. It was an Ancient Information Crystal, something that likely holds a large amount of information that I've never seen before in all of my travels. I don't know what's on it and I won't know without an Ancient Terminal in front of me." He looked straight at the President. "I've given this a decent amount of thought, sir. Just the fact that this thing exists tells me that there could be others like it throughout the galaxy."
"What do you mean?" the President asked warily.
"The Ancients are the people that made the Stargate, sir," Harry explained. "I remember finding one of their planets in my travels in the galaxy on the Corona. Their technology is extremely advanced and is capable of a hell of a lot." He paused. "Sir, I suggest that we, or rather the government, create a new team of military personnel to hunt down Ancient technology."
"Go on," the President probed.
"When I was with the SGC two years ago, I found that, while reasonably effective, that it may not be the best method to go about things in retrieving technology and weapons to defend this planet. What I suggest is that we create a team that would be off-world for possibly months at a time that would travel the galaxy as a whole rather than probe different planets. Instead of using the SGC as a base, we could move about the Galaxy independently. The information on this crystal could be the key to doing just that." Harry paused at the President's confused look. "Sir, I know this may be a bit difficult to understand. But I'm serious here. If there is another operation to get technology using other areas than the Stargate our effectiveness could double."
"I'm not so sure about this," the President said warily. "It just seems a little off."
"Sir, please," Harry interrupted. "Just let me take a team to one of the planets with an Ancient Terminal and let me decode the information on this crystal." His voice almost sounded pleading. "If I don't find something of value there, I'll scrub the mission itself. Is that acceptable?"
June 11, 1999: Milky Way: M2C-412
Harry Potter and three other soldiers stepped out of the Stargate to find themselves on a dark overcast world. The area around the Gate had several pillars that seemed to be made of metal. The DHD stood ten yards from the Gate just like any other world. Beyond it was a large dark building.
"Alright, let's go check it out," Harry ordered. The four man team started walking towards the building.
"Sir, what is it that we're looking for?" one of the members of the team, Sergeant Joshua Philips asked. He along with the other two soldiers had been Marines on Harry's team in Scotland. They had been chosen for that exact reason.
"When we were in that last Bastion last week, I found a crystal on one of the tables," Harry explained to them as the building grew larger on their approach. "It was made by the Ancients and I assume that it has valuable information inside. I need to get to a terminal inside that building in order to figure out what it is."
The Team approached the building and entered without preamble. Harry had already been to the world once before and found it to have no hostile functions whatsoever. Inside the darkened halls Harry quickly made his way over to a terminal that jutted out from the side of the wall. He ran his hands over the smooth surface and found the slot where the crystal needed to be placed. With a firm push, the clear object fell into place and the entire terminal glowed.
Without warning, a large screen appeared above the keypad. It showed a map of the galaxy along with several highlighted sectors with tags in Ancient. Harry scanned through the information quickly before changing screens to one that was purely text. His eyes scanned down the entire document quickly before it started to scroll down. His eyes widened as the information found its way into his brain. His eyes widened in shock.
"This is…" he muttered. He turned to his team. "Josh, head back to the Gate now and dial home. Tell General Hammond I need an appointment with the President immediately." Josh nodded and ran off. "Guys, we just found one of the most important items in the last five thousand years."
June 11, 1999: Milky Way: Earth: Washington D.C.: Oval Office
Harry once again found himself in the Oval Office for the second time in less than a week. The President entered promptly and the normal greetings were exchanged.
"Now then, I heard that you found something on that crystal," the President acknowledged as he took his seat. "What was it?"
"After examining the contents of the crystal thoroughly I found that it contained the locations of half of the Ancient Bases in this Galaxy," Harry began. "I know that there are approximately eighty bases in the Galaxy from vague references in the Corona's data banks but I never knew where any were, save one." He took a deep breath. "About six million years ago, the Ancients just packed up their things and left this planet. When they did, they left their bases as they were. That means that everything that was there should still be there. Sir, this discovery makes the Ancient Weapons Cache we found two years ago seem like a piece of iron in a gold mine."
The President leaned back in his chair looked out his window, deep in thought. Harry waited patiently for his answer. "Provided that you can get seven volunteers to go with you I will approve of the creation of SG13. You'll need to check in with us every month or your Iris Codes will be locked out of the dialing computer and you'll never be able to get home through the Stargate again." He turned to face the Lieutenant Colonel in front of him. "You'll need to be ready for this. I'll give you a certain amount of leeway in this and only because of your confidence in the success of the operation. I trust that you know what needs to be done." Harry nodded and couldn't keep a small smile off his face. "We'll need to keep this quiet. Only I and Joint Chiefs will know about this operation. If you don't find anything of value within two months, I'll scrub the mission and order you to return home. Is that understood?"
"Yes sir," Harry nodded vigorously.
"Good," the President smiled. "Start looking for volunteer candidates and be prepared to…"
"With respect sir, I already have my team ready," Harry interrupted. "We're already ready. We can leave at a moment's notice." The President's smile deepened.
June 13, 1999: Milky Way: Earth: SGC
Eight men congregated in the Gate Room, each shouldering heavy packs full of supplies. A completely customized weapon was held in each man's hand with a case of extra ammunition in the opposite hand. All wore black off-world uniforms. In the Control Room General Hammond and SG1 stood waiting for the Gate's activation. Walter's statement of Chevron Locked opened the millions-years-old Stargate.
"SG13, you have a go," Hammond said into the microphone unnecessarily. Harry in the Gate Room turned to look at his friends.
"General, I think you're forgetting something," Harry and Jack said at almost the same time. Hammond chuckled.
"SG13, Godspeed."
"Alright, that's better," Harry laughed as the first members of his team entered the Stargate. "Well, see you later," Harry said casually as he stepped backwards into the Stargate.
(End Chapter)
Well, I know I said that I would put the name of the reviewer in the next update but I wasn't entirely aware that I would finish three chapters in the same day. Sheesh, when my internet's down I really don't have much to do. Since I wrote three chapters I expect extra-long reviews from each and every one of you with three sections labeled Chapter 28, Chapter 29 and Chapter 30 with your thoughts on each one.