ENTER THE STALKERS 2: SCOUTS HONOR The Merry Prankster



CHAPTER FIVE: PURPLE HAZE





Hanger Bay 34C

Kali Township

Planet Tauri Alpha V

Outer Rim

Star Wars Universe

Walking out of the spacecraft, Saint took a look around and examined his surroundings. The landing bay was a circular almost courtyard shaped building, opened to the sky. Inside, upon a raised circular pad, rested the ship. One entrance/exit led to the outside world. Numerous crates were stacked up against one side of the building. Scanning one part of the landing bay, Saint felt the hair on his neck begin to rise. Something doesn't feel right. Cutting off that thought, the young American turned back toward his friend and teacher, Qui Gon Jinn and yelled out a warning.

"Qui Gon something doesn't feel right about this. It's as if someone has set up a...."

The glint of metal sparkling in the sunshine caught the American's attention. His ears caught the faint click of a weapon being armed. Diving for the nearby cover of an operator's station, Saint pulled out his pistol. It was a close shave. A blaster bolt ripped through Saint's previous position seconds later.

Wins was finishing shutting down the ship when he heard his friend's warning. Jumping out of his seat, the young man raced back to the cabin and grabbed the two Mausers. He reached the hatch just in time to see the Jedi Master leap outside with his lightsaber already activated. Looks like, I'm once again the last to arrive at a party. He crouched down beside the door and peered around the corner. From the time between Saint's warning and now, the bay had turned into a vision of Dante's Inferno. There were so many laser bolts flying through the air that it appeared you could use them to walk from one end of the bay to another without touching the ground. Saint was crouched behind what appeared to be some kind of workstation and the largest concentration of fire were being sent his way. The Jedi Master was using his light saber to parry the fire that had been directed at him. However, it was obvious that he too needed to find some cover.

Saint ducked back down as ten bolts came shooting overhead and around his position. Damn, that was close. He turned toward the ship and noticed Wins looking from the open hatchway. At least Wins was carrying that newfangled gun.

"Hey Wins, can you see where that fire is coming from?" yelled out Saint.

"Sure thing, I count about five hostiles near the entrance. They appear to be living and humanoid. Oh, they definitely are using BFGs (Big Freaking Guns)."

"Wins, I'm pinned down here. I need you to place some HE on their position."

"Roger that Saint."

Wins quickly loaded six HE rounds into the grenade magazine located underneath his weapon. Sighting in on the muzzle flashes from the hostile forces, he fired one round at their attackers. The grenade shot out of the firing tube with a muffled bloop. Two of the attackers heard the unusual noise coming from the ship and looked up only to see an object shoot over in their direction. Flunking their morale test but passing their intelligence test, the two dove away in opposite directions. The grenade's impact and explosion threw one across the bay and against the wall stunning him. The other four did not faire as well. Two were blown to pieces and a third shredded by flying shrapnel. The remaining attacker was still conscious but suffered from serious wounds. Qui Gon warily approached the entrance, ready for further attacks. Silence settled over the scene like a blanket as Saint rose from his position. A whistle from his fellow American caught his attention.

"Hey Saint, catch!"

Wins tossed the second Mauser to his friend and walked down the ramp. Upon catching the weapon, Saint followed the Jedi to what remained of their attackers. It was obvious that of the five humanoids, only two lived and one of those was at death's door. Hearing a low moan to his side, Saint approached the gunman who had hit the wall. The gunman was trying to reach for his blaster when Saint kicked the gun out of reach. Putting the muzzle of his weapon against the being's chin, Saint softly questioned him.

"Why did you attack us?"

"We were hired to do a job. Some guy told us to take out the passengers of a ship that was supposed to arrive today."

Saint looked over to where Qui Gon and now Wins were looking over the other three attackers. The Jedi Master crouched near the other survivor to acquire information. However, the man died without a word, having never regained conscious. Qui Gon stood up and looked over to his young friend. He shook his head in answer to Saint'' unanswered question. Saint turned back to the now lone gunman.

"Who hired you and where can we find him?"

"Never, saw his face. Only know, he wore a black robe and was human. We made final arrangements at a bar called the Winsome Garghhhhh...."

A soft pfffft sounded as a dart embedded itself in the gunman's neck. Saint looked up to see Qui Gon and Wins run to the door. Turning his attention back to the attacker, he knew no further information would be coming from this source. With cloudy eyes staring at the ceiling, the man was definitely dead. Saint got up and ran over to his returning friends.

"Did you see who fired the shot?"

"No, all we saw was a glimpse of a green cloak that was swallowed up by the crowd. Did you get any useful information from him before he died?"

"Just the they were hired in a bar called Winsome something. Oh, one more thing. He said that the contractor wore a black robe. Remind you of anything?"

"Yes, the person running that child kidnap ring back on Coruscant. The Force does work in mysterious ways."

"Qui Gon, you ever get the feeling that someone doesn't like us?" smirked Saint.

"It would appear so. However, my young friend, we must get to that bar. It is the obvious starting point for our investigation."

Any further conversation was cut off the arrival of the local police.

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Jungle outside Kali Settlement

Planet Tauri Alpha V

Outer Rim

Star Wars Universe



Jack O'Neill's team broke off the fight with the battle droids and rushed into the jungle after their teammates. Looking over his shoulder, Jack noticed that the robot things were not following. Thank God, I thought we'd never get out of that one. The Colonel wiped the sweat from his brow and motioned for his group to rejoin the rest of the team.

Major Carter's group had continued their retreat into the jungle until they reached a low rise. Upon reaching the small hill, she posted sentries and got down to the business of figuring out what had gone wrong. Dang, that jump was like nothing I have experienced since joining SG1. I wonder where we are? Thought Sam. Her introspection was cut short by the sound of someone or something approaching her position. Dropping behind an insect mound, she sighted her weapon in the contact's general direction.

Sam shouted out to the unknown, "Identify yourself, or I will open fire!"

"Don't shoot! It's me, Jack, Matthews, Bird, and Gretsky."

Breathing a sigh of relief, she lowered her weapon as Jack and party rejoined the team. Jack moved over to Sam's position and was quickly joined by Dr. Jackson and Teal'c. Looking over his command staff, Jack spoke up.

"Okay gang, any ideas on what went wrong with the jump?"

Teal'c replied "That was unlike any jump I have been on. I have never seen or heard anything like it."

"It was as if we had been sidetracked into an alternate universe while in mid jump. I have the strangest feeling this was not an accident." Added Jackson.

Jack continued "So, our problem is that we are stranded on an unknown world. We do not know what sent us here or who we are facing?"

Sam joined in "That's pretty much it. Colonel, I recommend we break up into two groups and do a recon of the surrounding area. We look for any nearby settlements and inhabitants."

"For all we know, the inhabitants may not be even humanoid, much less human so we need to be careful." Observed Dr. Jackson.

Jack concluded the impromptu staff meeting by assigning Teal'c and five soldiers to his group. Sam, Dr. Jackson, and the remaining soldiers would make up his group. Sam's group would move south 3 miles and then Northwest. Jack's would go North and then Southwest. Both groups would meet up three miles due west of their current position. Luckily, the compasses were still working or it would not be a good day. The meeting broke up as everybody went to their prospective group and began checking ammunition, weapons, and equipment. Twenty minutes later, both groups left the rise.

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Winsome Gorgon

Kali Township

Planet Tauri Alpha V

Outer Rim

Star Wars Universe



The police had arrived and spent a couple of hours going over what happened in the hanger bay. Fortunately, prior to their departure from Coruscant, Queen Amidala had provided papers saying that Saint and Wins were part of the Nubian government and were accorded diplomatic immunity. It does pay to have friends in high places thought Saint. That combined with some Force assisted persuasion on the part of Qui Gon, convinced the police that nothing was wrong with the new arrivals. After taking a few statements, the police left while advising the three that it would be in the best interest of all if they kept a low profile.

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The three men had changed into nondescript clothing to blend in with the local population. Wins and Saint each hid a pistol underneath their jackets while Qui Gon did likewise with his lightsaber. After giving themselves a quick look in the mirror, the three proceeded into the township.

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It took only thirty minutes to find the bar they were looking for. There, at the edge of town was the Winsome Gorgon, a small bar catering to the fringe of society. Walking into the bar, the three took in the atmosphere. The bar was filled with beings of all descriptions, ranging from everyday human to the squid faced Quarran. Qui Gon motioned the two young Americans to take a table by the back wall while he approached the bar. Saint looked on as his friend and mentor leaned over and says something to the bar tender, which pointed to a table at the other end of the room. Nodding his head in thanks, the Jedi placed a couple of coins in the bar keep's outstretched hand and walked over to the other table.

I've got a bad feeling about this. thought Saint who relayed his concerns to Wins. Looking over at the other table, Wins joined Saint in getting ready to pull out his pistol if Qui Gon needed any backup.

Qui Gon walked over to the indicated table and approached the character seated with his back to the wall. Kilgren L'in knew all there was about the underworld as it was on Kali. The Bith information gatherer was humanoid in shape but that was all. Topping his short body was an oversized head with two big, solid black eyes with wrinkled skin underneath them, and no discernable nose. Three tentacles came out of each arm and his right set lightly wrapped them selves around a blaster pistol. Qui Gon and Kilgren talked for a few minutes before the Jedi returned to hi young friends.

Damn, he looks likes like he is ready to get back into his flying saucer, fly to Earth, and terrorize some poor hillbilly thought Saint

"Qui Gon what did you find out?" asked the young American.

"It would appear that the assassins were indeed hired in this bar. Two days ago, a black robed human male entered the bar looking for anyone willing to do a job. That job being to eliminate all beings exiting whatever ship landed at Hanger Bay 34C. He paid them half yesterday and insisted on holding the rest until after the job was done."

"Any idea, where this black robe human is located?"

"He didn't give an exact location. However, he was seen leaving the jungle to the East. Also, Kilgren mentioned there was some kind of ruins about ten miles due east of the settlement."

"Think we could get hold of transportation. I really don't feel like taking a ten mile hike" quipped Wins. "Besides, if I wanted to walk in steaming jungles, I would have joined the infantry."

"Anthony, why don't you and Raymond acquire some transportation while I finish up in here." Saint gave his mentor a long hard look. "You sure you don't need one of us with you? I have a bad feeling about this place."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. By the time you get the rides I will be ready to leave."

"Alright, Master Jinn, be careful."

Saint and Wins left the bar and walked over to a vehicle rental agency. Wins examined the available vehicles while Saint haggled with the sales clerk. Soon afterwards, Saint and Wins waited outside the bar with three speeder bikes.

At least these things should have no problem going through the jungle thought Saint.

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Jungle outside Kali Settlement

Planet Tauri Alpha V

Outer Rim

Star Wars Universe

Colonel Jack O'Neill was not having a good day. First, his entire team had landed who know where without a nearby Stargate. So even if he knew where he was, which he didn't, there was no way to return. Second, just what were those robot things playing target practice with the SG1 team? If only I knew. Then again, I might as well wish for a night with a supermodel and a million dollars. thought the SG1 commander.

During his little bungle through the jungle, Jack had taken the time to pull out a small hand towel and wrap it around his neck. A hot mist rose from the jungle floor as the SG1 team continued their trek. Finally, it was time to make the turn to the southwest. Checking his compass just in case, Jack led his group on the second leg of their trek. Just as he was about to reach the rendezvous point, something caught his attention. Looking over to the rest of his party, he quietly ordered two of his men to come with him. The rest waited for their return. Jack and his two men stalked toward the sound and quickly reached the edge of a clearing. Ducking behind some shrubs, he spotted what appeared to be some sort of community in the distance. He pulled out his binoculars from his pack and took a look. The town, it was too small to be a city, appeared to be across between high tech and old west. Dirt streets competed with hovering car-like vehicles to produce this living contradiction. He let out a sigh of relief as he noticed what appeared to be normal humans going about on the daily business. Crawling back into the jungle, he motioned for his men that it was time to rejoin with the others.

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Major Samantha Carter and her group had not seen anything of interest during her reconnaissance. Her group moved to meet up with Jack's party. Both Jack and Sam arrived at the same time. Looking at her commanding officer, she asked him if he found anything.

"Yes, there is a settlement due west of here. There appears to be humans living there."

"Good sir, what do you intend to do?"

"I'll take Dr. Jackson and two others. We'll sneak into town, try to chat up the locals and take it from there." Pointing towards a nearby rise in terrain, he continued "You will take the rest of the team, set up camp on that hillock. Secure a perimeter and wait for my return. Any questions?"

"No sir, I'll get right on it."

Jack, Dr. Jackson, and the two soldiers set out toward the town. Just a mile away from the town, they heard a high pitch whine that was getting increasingly louder. It sounded like a low flying jet coming toward them. Jack deployed his men in a nearby section of tall grass. Looking through his binoculars, he saw that it was three men riding some kind of floating motorcycle coming toward him. He looked on as one gestured to his companions and pointed in Jack's direction. The bikers changed direction and flew toward Jack. Damn, they spotted me thought the SG1 commander.

"Okay, listen up, we have three bikers coming our way. Do not leave your positions unless I tell you to. I will meet the visitors. Just cover me and be ready to start shooting if they try anything. Got it?"

The other three men nodded their heads and waited for the bikers to arrive.

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Qui Gon and his three friends rode the speeder bikes out of the town. Up ahead, they could make out the edge of the jungle. The jungle itself looked pretty dense from a distance, but the speeder rental agent had assured his customers that there was enough space between the trees to safely operate the bikes.

Saint was easing the throttle to a higher cruising speed when he noticed something sparkling near the edge of the jungle. Deciding that this needed investigating, Saint signaled to his friends to stop for a moment. He quickly relayed his discovery and the others agreed that it needed investigation. Saint resumed flying his speeder bike just off the ground and banked into a tight right-hand turn. Increasing his speed, he covered the intervening distance within minutes. Suddenly, something stood up in front of the speeder bike. Slamming on the breaks and trying to keep his body on the bike, Saint barely managed to stop a foot away from what was obviously a man.

"What the hell do you think you are doing? You trying to get yourself run over? I mean, my God of all the lame brained stunts someone could pull...."

Qui Gon and Wins arrived on the scene just in time to hear their friend give his speech on the wisdom of standing in front of a moving speeder bike. Taking in the increasingly colorful language and descriptions, provided by Saint, Wins could only think Looks like Saint picked up more than sword fighting techniques from his old teacher.

Qui Gon noted the anger in his student's voice and winced at some of the unique descriptions being offered. Finally, he tried calming down his friend.

Wins looked at the newcomer and had a sense of deja vu. It was as if he has seen this person or someone like him before. Now where do I know him from? thought the young American. The green uniform and cap looked familiar as if they originated from Earth. Then, his eyes focussed on the black oak leaves on the person's collar and the flag on his shoulder. Oh, Shit thought Wins as he attempted to get his friend's attention.

"Uh, Saint"

Ignoring Qui Gon and Wins. Saint continued his descriptive speech. If words could burn ears, then Saint was melting steel with his.

"Saint?" . . . . "SAINT!!!!"

That last remark got Saint's attention and he glanced back at his friend and former co-pilot. The look of anger was quickly replaced with puzzlement.

"Yeah, Wins?"

"Saint, do you notice anything unusual about this gentleman's appearance?"

"Now that you mention it, the clothing does seem familiar. Why, what are you talking about?"

"Look at this man's collar and the patch on his sleeve."

As soon as the bikes had neared his position, Jack stood up. The effect was everything he had hoped for. The rider threw on the brakes and stopped the vehicle within a short distance. The rider appeared to be human and in his late teens, jumped from his bike and approached him. Judging from the look on his face, the kid was not a happy camper. Shaking his head, Jack could only think He's just a kid, probably still a teenager. However, he was not prepared for the verbal tongue lashing being handed out and to top it off, it was in English!

It seemed like his ears were about to burst in flames from the quality and variety of cursing laid on him. He barely noticed the other two bikers pulling up. The first was a tall, bearded, older gentleman in his late forties or fifties. The other was much younger about the age of the first rider. The older man walked up and attempted to calm the teenager down as another young man examined Jack. A look of surprise followed by concern came over the second young man's face as he examined Jack. Finally, the young man got the kid's attention. The kid who had been cussing him out in a manner that would make any Drill Instructor proud turned back and looked at Jack. The color seemed to drain out of the person's face as he took in Jack's appearance, patches, and rank. O'Neill could barely contain his laughter as the kid silently mouthed Oh, Shit when comprehension set in.

Qui Gon had been waiting for Saint's tirade to die down and took the chance to make introductions.

"Hello, I apologize for my young companion's language and I hope you don't take it personal. I do believe that introductions are in order. My name is Qui Gon Jinn."

"No, it was my fault. I can understand someone being a little irritated at having a person jump up in front of his or her vehicle. I am Colonel Jack O'Neill, United States Air Force." Jack looked over to a nearby clump of scrub brush and motioned for the hidden person to stand up before continuing. "This is Dr. Jackson. We are both travelers from a planet called Earth."

Looking at the two younger bikers, Jack waited for them to make their introductions. However, the colonel was not prepared for what came next. Saint and Wins snapped to attention.

"SIR, Second Lieutenant Anthony Christopher, United States Army, SIR!!"

"SIR, Warrant Officer Raymond Winslett, United States Army, SIR!!"

Jack's mouth dropped open at their revelation. His mind started thinking back to an incident less than a year ago when a Blackhawk helicopter was shot down over Africa. The unusual part of it was that no trace of it's crew or and piece of the helicopter had been recovered. The crew had been listed as Missing In Action, presumed dead. Lieutenant Christopher began to apologize mentioning that he never expected to run into anybody from Earth much less a superior officer. Jack held up a hand, silencing Saint.

"At ease, considering the extenuating circumstances, I understand why you acted. However, any future outbursts will not be tolerated. Understand, Lieutenant?" growled the Air Force Colonel.

"SIR, YES SIR!!!"

Jack moved over to Qui Gon and spent a few minutes comparing notes and coming to an agreement. Both agreed that they were against the same thing and it would be wise to combine forces. So, Jack suggested that they accompany him and Dr. Jackson as they walked over to the SG-1 campsite. During the walk over Jack motioned for Saint to walk with him.

"I seem to recall a report concerning a Blackhawk getting shot down in Mauretania with no survivors. The strangest thing was that no trace of the chopper or crew ever turned up."

A wistful look came over Saint's eyes as he spoke up. "Yes sir, that was my bird. We were providing close air support for the Rangers when some local tagged us with an RPG. Man, we had not gotten halfway back to the ship when the tail rotor went out. You ever seen that movie "Blackhawk Down"?" Jack nodded as Saint continued. "Shit, I had visions of Wolcott and Durant going through my head as we went down. Then a flash of light surrounded our craft and we found ourselves crash landing on another planet named Naboo."

"What happened to your crew?"

Pointing to the other young man, Saint went on "Wins suffered from a broken leg and damage to his spine. Luckily, he recovered. Sergeant McGyver, my crew chief had internal injuries from which he recovered. Out of the two Delta Operators on board, Sgt. McCoy was Killed in Action and Sgt. Shepherd had no injuries. When we landed we discovered a world of incredible beauty, yet under the oppression of a robot army. The democratically elected queen asked for our help in freeing her world. Not knowing where we were, how to get home, or if we could even get home, My men and I agreed to help. In the end we won."

"What happened then?"

"We tried finding a way back to Earth without success. Finally, we realized that we might be forced to live out our lives in this universe so we got ready. While recovering from wounds received in the liberation of the palace, I got to know the Queen Amidala, Qui Gon Jinn, and other figures pretty well. I found out I was strong in what they called The Force and eventually began training as a Jedi. Sorta goes well with my Don Quixote Complex. Wins trained to fly spacecraft and became part of the queens flight crew. Sgt. Shepherd is training a Naboo army and Sgt. McGyver is training the Nubian counterpart to the "Night Stalkers" You could say we have kept ourselves busy." Grinned Saint.

"I see, one more thing, for my personal knowledge. You seem a little young to be a pilot in the "Night Stalkers".

"Colonel, I joined the Army fresh out of high school at seventeen. My dad had flown scouts with the 1st Cav in Nam and signed the permission form. I was already a licensed pilot thanks to my dad and I was selected for OCS. Twelve weeks later I was a Second Lieutenant and on my way to the 160th SOAR. Within twelve months, I was fully mission qualified. The operation in Mauretania was my first combat ops. "

Both men continued on to their destination in silent reflection of what had been said. Finally, the group had reached the SG1 position.

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Major Carter looked down at her watch when she caught the sound of someone or something approaching from the West. Whispering to her group to be ready, she took up a firing position behind a large rock. That's funny. Jack and Daniel are not supposed to be back so soon. thought the major. She had was aiming her weapon in the general direction when she heard Teal'c challenge the unknowns and to her relief, O'Neill's reply.

Saint looked around the clearing as he accompanied O'Neill to the campsite. He noticed what could have been hidden positions when Teal'c stepped out from his hiding place, brandishing his staff.

"Halt, who goes there?"

Jack cleared his voice and replied "It's me, Daniel, Teal'c with some friends. Alright, the rest of you can come out."

Saint, Qui Gon, and Wins stood next to Jack as he ordered his team to reveal themselves. They looked on as Sam went up to the colonel and began asking questions.

Checking out the three strangers, Sam let loose a string of questions. "Jack what are you doing back so early and who are the strangers?"

"Sam, Daniel and I ran into some friends who might be able to help us sort out this mess." Pointing to a tall, bearded older man, Jack continued with his introduction. "May I present Master Qui Gon Jinn, a Jedi Knight." Qui Gon gave the major a slight bow toward Sam as Jack moved on. "And now for something that should be straight from the X-Files, Lieutenant Anthony Christopher and Warrant Officer Raymond Winslett. Both members of the United States Army's 160th SOAR!"

Sam's eyes grew wide at the latter news and she looked directly at the Saint. For a dead man, he seemed in pretty good shape so she asked him: " I thought you were dead."

Sporting a wide smile, Saint replied "In the words of Mark Twain: 'The news of my death has been greatly exaggerated.' "

Suppressing a smile of her own, she turned back to O'Neill and asked him what was going on. Jack quickly relayed the information provided by Qui Gon and Saint. Daniel could not resist describing the dressing down administered by Saint on the wisdom of standing in front of a moving vehicle. After hearing the conclusion of Daniel's story, Sam could not resist giving her leader a slight poke in the ribs.

Leaning over to whisper in his ear. Sam quietly remarked "From Daniel's description, the Lieutenant sounds like that cop in LA. What was her name? Let me see.. I know, JD Heart!"

Overhearing the conversation, Saint could not resist revealing JD Heart as his first teacher in the art of swordplay and other things. Both officers turned to look at Saint who only stood there quietly. Finally, Jack shook his head and asked Qui Gon, Saint, and Wins to join the SG1 command staff and review their situation. Jack began with describing how the SG1 team had been using a Stargate and having their jump messed up then finding themselves fighting numerous armed robots. Qui Gon in turn, talked about the operation in Coruscant, the mission to this planet, and all that happened prior to running into Jack and Daniel. Upon further discussion, they decided that it was no coincidence and perhaps they should join forces. Saint listened in as the SG1 team described the description of where SG1 had landed and the types of enemies they had encountered. Clearing his throat, he waited until he was recognized.

"Sir, those rolling balls are nasty machines. Their shields will stop blaster and rifle fire. I had to use grenades to short out their shielding mechanisms while others blasted them. By the way, how many battle droids did you face?"

"From the time the fight started until we broke contact, I'd say somewhere in the nature of a couple of hundred." Replied O'Neill.

Saint rubbed his in chin in thoughtful consideration as he thought about the information. Qui Gon turned to his young friend and asked him what he was up to. Looking up at his friend and mentor and glancing around at the rest of the assembled party he revealed his plans.

"Master Jinn, Colonel O'Neill, Major Carter, and others, I was just thinking about what it would take to free the children that we believe to be held in the ruins. On top of that is the fact that those ruins are the base of a Black Mage and a large number of battle droids. Lets face it, if we hope to take down the bad guys and get you back to Earth, we need help."

As the SG1 crew nodded in agreement to Saint's assessment, he continued. "Based on that information, I am going to have to go make some calls. Qui Gon, Colonel O'Neill, and Major Carter would you mind accompanying me back to the ship?"

Jack looked at Saint, noticing his evil grin, turned quickly back to Carter.

"Does he remind you of somebody back on Earth?"

"Yes, he does." Walking back to the waiting speeder bikes, she thought about a certain familiar, insane, psychotic, Slayer Sword-wielding smartass. Oh, shit. There are two of them!!!

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Hanger Bay 34C

Kali Township

Planet Tauri Alpha V

Outer Rim

Star Wars Universe



The trip back to the township went off without a hitch. Jack rode with Qui Gon and Sam with Saint. Saint jumped off his bike when they reached the hanger bay. Jack and the others dismounted and followed Saint into the hanger bay. Qui Gon was walking up to the ship when he noticed that the two Americans were not keeping up with him. Turning around, he noticed the two staring at the ship. The Jedi walked back to the SG1 members and led them into the ship.

Saint was picking up a headset when his three companions walked in. He quickly punched a combination on a nearby keypad. Soon afterwards a three- dimension image of a female dressed in robes similar to those worn by Qui Gon appeared on a platform. Looking up, the woman smiled and addressed Saint.

"Hello Saint, how is your mission with Master Jinn progressing?"

"Master Gallia, we have a situation here and we need your help. Is Obi Wan there?"

"It just so happens that he is, let me put him on."

Obi Wan Kenobi's image replaced Adi Gallia's. "What's the problem and is it anything like that last field trip to the warehouse?"

Jack and Sam looked on as Saint filled Obi Wan and Adi Gallia on the situation. A look of resignation appeared on the other Jedi's faces as they agreed to come. Once their images had faded, Saint made another call and this time an human male about forty appeared.

"El Tee, long time no see. What can I do for you?"

"Sgt. Shepherd, good to see you. Training a new army seems to agree with you. On a side note, how's the Naboo special forces coming along?"

"Not too bad. In fact, they are combat ready by Delta standards in fact.." A look of deep suspicion came over Shepherd . " Wait a minute, what are you up to?"

"We have a situation here on Tauri Alpha V. It seems a Black Mage from Earth has teamed up with the Sith in some grand scheme to take over the Republic. You know, same oh, same oh. They have the rest of the kids that they are using as some kind of Force Battery. On top of that, the 'Boy in Black' has a large force of battledroids providing security. So, I need as many troops as you can spare."

"That last operation you got me into involved saving a planet. Now, you want my help in saving the Republic? Damn, Winslett was right. You boyscouts definitely drag anybody you can get your hands on helping do a good deed. The queen just walked in. Hold on and I'll ask her who can she spare."

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Throughout the conversation, Jack and Sam were listening in, giving Saint their undivided attention. Finally, Sam turned to Jack and voiced the thoughts that had been going through her head.

"You know, the more I'm around him, the more I wonder if he's related to St. Wolf?"

Jack's eyes shut momentarily as he considered her words. His eyes quickly popped open in worried amazement.

"You know, now that I think about it, their methods are similar. Oh shit, and I thought one Wanderer was enough."

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An image of a teenage girl appeared on the com unit's receiver.

"Ah Ha, Somehow I knew that Master Jinn would not be enough to keep you out of mischief. I am sending your comrade Sgt. Shepherd and two companies of Naboo Special Forces. In addition, I am throwing in a squadron of starfighters. Bring them back in one piece or you're paying for them. Got it?"

Grinning broadly, Saint replied "Of course your majesty, I'll see that they are returned in one piece. Saint out."

Saint turned off the com unit and joined Qui Gon, Jack, and Sam back in the common area. Noting the stunned faces of the SG1 crew, he spoke.

"It will take a couple of days for the cavalry to arrive. During that time I recommend that we recon the ruins, find the exact number of battle droids available to the enemy, and plan our attack.

Making swallowing noises, Jack turned to his second in command and muttered. " My God there are two of them!!"



TBC



Author's Notes:

Thus concludes the fifth chapter of "Enter the Stalkers2: Scouts Honor." Expect more crossover fun with the Stargate SG1 crew and lots of action in the next installment, Chapter Six: Burning Down the House. As it stands, I am figuring on returning Saint and friends to Earth in Chapter Seven. Expect to see a couple of Jedi being dragged along for the ride g

I want to thank my reviewers for their comments and I'd like to address some of their questions.

(ArthurTN804:) The wandererverse site is www.wandererverse.com. Also, In case you haven't noticed Palpatine is the puppeteer behind the Black Mage. (Genesis) Yes, I am in the process of talking with Steve and Drake at Wandererverse with the eventual goal of getting the stories posted there. To that end, I will be editing Enter the Stalkers to bring it in line with the Wandererverse. Also, expect more references to that genre.

I would also like to recognize (Just a Fanboy), (jay), and others. Your reviews are what keep me going. SO KEEP UP THOSE REVIEWS!!!

Merry Prankster, Out