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See Author's Note at bottom
June 20, 1999: Milky Way: Tartarus Near-space: Escort Destroyer Orion
The Orion jumped into the space a few hundred thousand miles from the planet Tartarus. The planet was a small world on the outer rim of the Galaxy. In the past it had been a Goa'uld Base for Goa'uld Sokar but the Devil God had abandoned the complex a century ago after the planet's natural resources had been depleted. It had remained untouched for since then with no activity whatsoever.
The crew of the Orion gathered inside the single briefing room of the ship. The room had a single large table that could accommodate the entire standard crew of the ship, being twelve Ancient Personnel. Inside the table was a holographic projector that could display any information held within or transmitted through the ship. The control interface for the device was housed at the head of the table, where Harry now sat.
The captain of the ship brought up the planet Tartarus on the holographic imager. The planet had a thick red cloud covering that would put Jupiter to shame in an instant. While pretty, the clouds blocked out all possible communication and sensors from reaching the planet's surface. This made recon rather difficult.
"So, Taicho, what are we doing here?" Marcus Argyle questioned. The smart Executive Officer of the ship had the annoying habit of using words from a foreign language at odd times, in this case using the Japanese word for Captain. With a knowing glance, Harry nodded.
"You've all reviewed the data on Tartarus, right?" Harry asked. Each member of the crew nodded. "Well, it seems that two weeks ago the Ancient Spy Satellite in the next system over detected a Goa'uld ship moving into orbit around the planet. Though the satellite was at quite a distance it did manage to detect several ring transport beams being exchanged between the ship and the abandoned complex on the planet's surface. While normally I wouldn't worry about this Tartarus is a rather odd case. The clouds around it have a powerful EM wave that completely blocks out our sensors. That means that there is no way for us to determine what this particular Goa'uld is doing there."
"What do you plan on doing, Taicho?" Marcus inquired.
"Well, considering that we have a considerable force with us I think that we should infiltrate the facility and figure out exactly what is going on down there," Harry smirked. "If it seems that they're doing something… abnormal for the Goa'uld then we'll destroy the facility and make our escape." Harry glanced down at the terminal in front of him that displayed private information. "Four of us will be going down. Since we might need demolitions, Silas, you'll be going with me as Second in Command. Make sure you pack enough C4 to blow up the standard reactor for Goa'uld ground bases."
"Yes sir," Silas nodded, taking that as his dismissal. The Demolitions Expert stood and exited the room.
"Nathan, you'll be coming too," Harry continued. "Make sure that you bring some spare C4 for Silas. You know how forgetful he is." Nathan nodded and followed his colleague out the door. "Lastly, or a change of pace, Marcus will be going." The computer geek gagged on glass of water he'd just started drinking. "We'll need to access the base's databanks and you're the best one suited for the job." Marcus nodded nervously. "Now then, while we're gone I'd like for Taylor to command the bridge as he sees fit. Pixie, you'll standby in the Silhouette just in case the Mothership somehow notices us. Is that clear?" The rest of the crew nodded. "Alright, total mission length should be no longer than forty-five minutes."
June 20, 1999: Milky Way: Tartarus
An unused room flashed as the rings inside activated, revealing the four-man SG Team. The soldiers moved showed hand signals to each other and moved out of the room quickly. The corridors were empty and silent as the Team made their way through the complex. Approaching an alcove, Harry held up his fist in caution. Carefully he peered around the corner into the next room. His eyes widened at the sight he saw.
A large tank could be seen in the middle of the room with a human-like figure floating inside. Three others moved about the tank, using various consoles to manipulate various aspects of the creature. From their clothing and the dark feeling in the pit of Harry's stomach, he wagered that they were Goa'uld.
The Lieutenant Colonel looked back at Marcus who carried an Ancient Life-Signs Detector in his hand. He looked at it apprehensively. The only life-signs in the base were them and the three Goa'uld Scientists. Confirming this fact, Harry signaled the other team members. Nathan and Silas nodded, moving the other side of the alcove. Marcus put the Ancient Device away and readied his weapon, a Silenced Mp-5. Harry held up three fingers, dropped one, dropped a second and clenched his fist.
The SG-Team stormed the room quickly, taking the Goa'uld inside by surprise. Quick bursts from the human's guns dispatched the enemy without resistance. After confirming that they were truly dead, the team moved to surround the tank.
"Taicho, what is this?" Marcus wondered as he stared at the human-like figure inside.
"Hack the consoles," Harry ordered. "There's probably a log somewhere." He stared at the object for a few moments as his subordinate moved to the Goa'uld computers. "So, do we have any bets?" he asked the other two.
"I've got two of those black liquor pints from Elasia on advanced host," Nathan answered, betting two pints of a very strong alcoholic beverage that the team had bought while visiting a planet several systems from Chulak.
"I'll put a Hershey's bar on Alien Super soldier," Silas answered, fingering his weapon, an M-4 Close Quarters Battle Rifle (CQBR). "What about you Taicho?"
"I don't know, those are some pretty good ideas," Harry said, bring his hand up to stroke a barely visible beard. A gasp brought him out of his amused state. "What is it, Mark?"
"You need to see this," Marcus shook his head. The other three hurried over to the console and attempted to read what was displayed. However, with only Harry and Marcus being fluent in Goa'uld, they were the only ones that understood what it meant. The log said as follows:
Day Three
The subject is matching up to expectations. Its muscle mass is far above that of normal humans while the neural patterns have only been able to match that of a normal Jaffa's. We will work to rectify this matter before the Lord returns.
Day Seven
We've done it! The subject's neural patterns are finally resting at 0.3! The only things that it should be able to recognize are orders now. We must begin work on creating more of these Kull Warriors. Lord Anubis will be pleased.
Harry nearly gasped as well. It wasn't the fact that Silas had won the bet. No, it was the last line in the log. He was the only one that knew anything about him but Anubis was a Goa'uld that matched even Sokar in ruthlessness. His crimes were unspeakable, even among the Goa'uld themselves. Fortunately a thousand yeas ago the… thing had been banished and his power stripped. If he had somehow returned then…
"God damn it," Harry muttered as he walked up to the tank. The others stared after him surprised. "Well Silas it looks like you won the bet." He pulled from his vest pouch a block of C4. "Let's just hope the Arnold here won't be able to survive a kiss from old Composition B." He placed the plastic explosive on the glass and attached the detonator. He spun on his heel and walked towards the door. "Nathan, once we get back to the Orion you'll need to hand over those drinks to Silas." The others followed him out the door and along the hall towards the ring room.
Harry idly pressed the detonator in his hand, hearing the explosion behind them. "Harry, did Smilus actually win or are you just pulling my leg?" Nathan asked as they gathered in the rings.
"No, he actually won," Marcus chuckled. "That really was an Alien Super soldier." The rings activated, sending them back to the Orion. Harry left the team behind as he walked briskly to the bridge.
Harry came onto the bridge, immediately drawing the attention of the others stationed there. Taylor got up from the captain's chair and the Captain took his place. "Alright, Josh, bring us around the side of the planet and target the enemy ship with weapons." The Orion started to move as his orders were carried out. On top of the ship, the large cannon activated along with CIWS. The Goa'uld Hatak came into view, its shields down. "Fire," Harry ordered.
A green beam shot across the expanse, dissimilar to other Ancient Weapons systems. The lasers hit the main pyramid of the Hatak and traveled upwards, melting through the hull of the ship. The beam dissipated quickly followed by another and another until the Hatak exploded in a flash of light.
"Sir, what was that all about?" Taylor wondered as they watched the explosion.
"Jump to the next system," Harry ordered before addressing Taylor. "I'll tell you later." Moments after, the Escort Destroyer Orion disappeared in a flash of light.
(End Chapter)
Author's Notes: I wrote that chapter in about an hour around four-o-clock in the morning so any inconsistencies are due to tiredness. It was mostly a filler chapter but that should hold you over for a little while at least.
I know that I haven't updated recently so I'm sorry for that. It's just that I've been busy writing my other story, the Terran Alliance. It's extremely fun to write so I've been putting most of my attention into it. I'll probably do that for the next two weeks at least so the next chapter will probably be a little later. Sorry about that as well. Please review as always and thank you all for your wonderful support. This story had over 100, 000 hits! Thank you so very much for this great honor.
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