Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Stargate SG1. But let's be honest with ourselves here; does this story even resemble either series anymore? It's more of a 'Atrum does whatever the hell he wants' story more than a crossover 'Atrum tries to stay in the boundaries of reality' story. Well, quite frankly, I'm surprised the story is even still around. I have no idea how I got over four hundred reviews with my teenage insanity as a fuel. Seriously, this entire story is my beta testing for different writing styles and ideas. The fact that it even has a comprehensible storyline that anyone can follow astounds me. So, I guess that I should say that I'm sorry I haven't updated for over a month. I'll be honest when I say I only just started writing this chapter on… what's today? December 28, I only just started writing this chapter on December 28, 2008. Really, my only inspiration for doing this is a commercial I saw last night that made me break out in fits of laughter. I'm sure you'll enjoy it. Now, since I have nothing better to do with my two and a half week long vacation, I present to you the latest chapter in Emancipation, a story that surprises me more and more everyday.

The bold stuff will just be places now since I'm tired of going back to other chapters just to try and find out at exactly what day that last chapter ended.

Einherjar, Earth's Atmosphere

Slowly the massive ship descended to the planets enormous blue ocean. Seeing a ship the size of the Empire State Building drift slowly down like a feather was undoubtedly a sight to see, if anyone had ever been around to see it. Finally the ship touched the water, sending a ripple crashing into a sea wave. Then, one could quite possibly be the most powerful ship in the galaxy, sank underneath the ocean, completely disappearing beneath the waves.

Harry sighed in relief as he stood up from the control chair. Many people with the Ancient Gene could pilot the ship; only he could land it. From here on the ship would be on autopilot as it found a place to land in the deep blue ocean of the Bermuda Triangle. The ship's resting place was a running gag for the earthlings on the ship who knew the triangle's reputation. Of course, no one else got the joke. Smiling at his team's antics, Harry finally pinned his Lieutenant Colonel insignias onto his shoulders. He hated the small metal pieces with a passion; he hated the fact that he was in the earth military with a passion as well; he didn't like being told what to do. The fact that it was a primitive human race that was the ones telling him what to do only added to his frustration. Sighing, he addressed the bridge crew that would be remaining on the ship while SG-13 disembarked.

"Alright people, you all know what you signed up for so I don't want to hear any complaining until I'm gone, got it?" Harry ordered. The entire crew turned to face him as the Einherjar hit the bottom of the ocean softly. "I don't know how long it'll be before you receive orders again but you will be getting them. Just because these humans want me back under their thumb doesn't mean that we won't be continuing our operations. Is that understood?"

"Yokai!" the all screamed.

Harry stared at them. Then, looking over his shoulder he yelled: "Marcus!"

Einherjar, Cargo Bay

"So I was thinking," Silas said as the suited-up SG-13 walked towards the inactive Stargate. The Gate sat in one of the Cargo Bays alongside a half a dozen Gateships. "We're probably going to be headed back to Earth for a while now. So I was thinking…"

"Uh oh," Taylor, Harry, Nathan and Joshua all said simultaneously.

"Shut up," Silas muttered detestably. "Anywho, I was thinking that we could all head out to my place up in northern New York. I have whole shit-load of C4, detcord, RPGs, you know, the works. We could have a barbeque and light some fireworks up while we're at it. It'll be a blast, an awesome weekend trip!" The group stopped in front of the Gate, staring at their demolitions expert.

"Do your neighbors know what you do?" Nathan asked.

"I don't have any neighbors."

……..

…….

……..

"I'm in."

"Sounds good."

"Napalm!"

Stargate Command

General Bauer stared down at the lazy SG-13 as they walked through the Gate. The NID puppet regarded their leader with a particular curiosity. He'd heard of Lieutenant Colonel Harry Potter's threats against Senator Kinsey. The allegations had chilled him to the bone, especially considering the fact that each one was true. How the alien had come to know such information was beyond him. The only thing that he could do was forcibly recalling SG-13 in hopes of disband it immediately. Their presence in the Galaxy was too much of a threat to Earth's interests in space.

Having already showered before coming, the autonomous Unit walked into the briefing room as soon as they'd deposited their weapons. They took their seats around the table continuing their discussion on explosives. They never noticed the unfamiliar General standing at the window.

"There was this one time that I used a bunch of detcord to blow up my little brother's toy car," Silas laughed, using his hands to gesture how large the car was. "Man, he hated me for blowing up his car and loved me for making an explosion out of it!"

"That's a very interesting story," Bauer said, bringing their eyes to him. "Now, let's get down to business." He took his seat at the head of the table.

"Excuse me, exactly what are you doing here?" Harry asked. "Where's General Hammond?"

"General Hammond has resigned," Bauer stated. The team stared; all of them were quite fond of the General. "I am his replacement, General Bauer. As his replacement I feel it is necessary to meet with every SG-Team operating out of this base and as such I have recalled your team for evaluation."

"Evaluation of what?" Taylor asked. "We've sent back plenty of Ancient Technology through Gate. Hell, we have the President's seal of approval for our operation. I don't think that you're even allowed to recall us without getting his approval first."

"I already have," Bauer explained. "He agrees with me that we can no longer support an autonomous unit from Earth when we are questioning our own interests in the Galaxy. As of today, SG-13 is disbanded." The entire former team stared at him in shock.

Harry stood up hastily. "I resign," he said, throwing his rank insignia at him.

"Then consider yourself recalled to active duty," Bauer stated, placing the insignia back on the table. "You have not yet served you entire term of duty as an officer of the United States of America. You have no right to resign."

"Bullshit," Silas cried. "I resign too." The entire team burst into a chorus of agreement. "If Harry goes, we go!"

"Silence!" Bauer yelled. "Colonel Potter is not going anywhere! His skills are far too valuable as a soldier of his country and I will not let him run away from his duty."

"I don't owe you anything!" Harry yelled. "I may as well be a conscripted soldier. The United States put me into the military when I could barely remember my own name! This country refuses conscription and yet you all but conscripted a foreign dignitary into your military! I've been lenient up until now but this is the last straw! The last thing I would ever do is serve under the NID's puppet!" Bauer stared at him in shock. "You think I don't recognize you? You were in the same file that I hacked when I found Senator Kinsey's associations. You're done. I'm taking this to the President who I know doesn't agree with this." Harry started to walk from the room.

"Guards!" Bauer screamed. No less than twelve Special Forces stormed the room from the spiral staircase, the Control Room and the hall outside the General's office all of them armed with assault rifles and submachine guns. Harry stopped dead, but not out of fear. "Arrest SG-13 and have them taken to a holding cell." Two SFs started towards Harry.

The alien chuckled. "I haven't used these powers in a long, long time. I think this might just be fitting." Energy crackled between his fingers. Harry thrust out his hand. Lightning burst forth, burning the SFs across the chest and sending them flying through the window into Hammond's office. He whipped around. A shockwave burst forth from Harry's other hand sending an entire group of SFs into the stairs. He took that as his cue and ran out of the room faster than any would have thought possible.

"Find him!" Bauer screamed. "Arrest Colonel Potter! Use lethal force if you have to!" The SFs chased after him leaving Bauer alone in the briefing room with seven SG-13 Members.

"Your men won't find him," Larry shook his head. "No one cans top our ace." With that the entire team walked away, headed for the brig.

Stargate Command

Harry sprinted down the hall towards two guards. Bullets flew past his head as he ran forth. Two fists lashed out and dropped the guards to the ground. Harry reached out and grasped a door handle. Rather than turning the circular handle, he simply ripped it off its hinges, easily within his psionic grasp. He stepped inside the emergency access ladder and started for the surface. Within minutes the former officer reached the top. He punched the hatch roughly sending clanging against the metal outside. Harry leaped out of the small tunnel and landed on the earth outside. Twenty guards raised their weapons at him. He was surrounded. The alien ace chuckled.

"You guys have gotten better," he congratulated. "But it's still not enough." Energy started crackling around him. "Because really, you'd be surprised what a guy can learn from watching wizards and mages." An invisible shockwave exploded outwards, forcing the SFs to the ground. When they looked up, the Colonel was gone.

The White House

The President of the United States sighed; his best General had just retired and there was nothing he could do about it. He was just about to tell his secretary to cancel all his appointments when a faint crackle permeated his ears. Bits of lightning started to crackle just in front of his desk. He leaned forward, staring at the lightshow. A small shockwave blew him back into his seat as a brown-haired man appeared out of nowhere. People started banging on the doors to the oval office but couldn't get through. The man raised his head to show a very familiar face.

"It's been a while, hasn't it Mister President?" Harry greeted. The banging got louder. "Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you but I'd rather keep this meeting private." He gestured to the two doors.

"What do you want?" the President asked a tint of fear in his voice.

"General Bauer just recalled my team, supposedly on your orders," Harry explained. "He tried to arrest me after I resigned."

"I ordered no such thing!" the President cried indignantly.

"I'm not sure that really matters," Harry shook his head. "General Bauer is under the thumb of the NID, Mister President. He's in league with Senator Kinsey who is in league with rouge elements of the NID. If you open your left drawer, third one down and look underneath the handbook there you'll find a disk with all of the information inside." The President opened said drawer pulled from it a blue disk. He stared at it in shock. "Understand this; there is no where that I cannot go, no information that I cannot get, nobody that I cannot kill. I placed that disk there months ago, nearly a year now in fact, and you never noticed. Now tell me; do you realize who you've just antagonized?"

"I didn't give any order!"

"That isn't the case. You willing stole technology from me, something that we agreed would never happen. You've broken the bounds of our agreement. Truthfully, I should have punished this planet long ago. But I was lenient, hopeful that you would mature a bit more as a species. I was wrong." The President started shaking despite himself. "You let a criminal sneak under your nose and get into command of the powerful military position on the planet. You let that criminal act in your name without you even knowing it. All of this attests to my verdict. This planet is unfit to possess any of my technology. As of this moment, our alliance is void." Harry snapped his fingers. "All the technology that you stole from me has just shut down. Your MF Squadrons, your Battleships, everything that I ever created for you has just been taken from your grasp."

"Please don't do this," the President pleaded. "We made mistakes, yes, but we can learn!"

"Too bad," Harry shook his head. "Maybe you should have adopted that mentality before your stole my technology." With that he disappeared. The doors burst down as Secret Service stormed the room. All they found was a shaking President.

(End Chapter)

Not what you expected was it? I realize that I just destroyed all of Earth's power in the Galaxy but it seems fitting, doesn't it? You '!!!!' with Harry and you get burned. Don't worry; the Alliance's death is not the end of everything. Everything rests on you, now. What do you guys want to happen? It's up to you guys where this story goes from here, Democrostory and all. Oh, and remember; I won't evens tart writing a new chapter until someone gives me an idea I can work with. This isn't the pompous me talking, begging for reviews. It's the hopeless me talking because I have no idea what to do with this story.