Chapter 4
Konoko lay on a bed in the medical ward, a concerned Dr. Frasier standing over her examining her medical charts. She pursed her lips, and then sighed. "Well, Konoko, I can't say for sure what happened to you. Can you describe exactly what happened?"
"I was just standing there, talking to Major Carter," Konoko stated, "when suddenly a wave of energy seemed to explode out of me. It knocked over Major Carter, and I felt like I was on fire. Then, just as suddenly, it stopped."
"Do you have any theories, Doctor?" General Hammond, who seemingly appeared out of thin air asked.
"Well, I do have one." Frasier mused, "Konoko's heart has now been fully replaced by the one that the Chrysalis has made. It wasn't like that when she left. My only guess is that the transition causes a burst of energy. If I'm right Konoko, you'll be experiencing a few more spikes like this as every organ is replaced."
Konoko grimaced. "Is there an upside?"
"I think that after every one of these, you should get stronger, faster, and tougher. But for now take it easy, I could be wrong."
Konoko nodded and lay back in her bed. Hammond came and stood beside her. "Konoko, I'm going to assume the doctor is right on this one, so I'll keep you on active duty, for now. Get some rest and report to the debriefing at 0900 tomorrow."
Konoko nodded. "Yes sir."
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Konoko walked into the briefing room to find that SG-1 had already assembled, along with Hammond and Major Davis. "Good morning Konoko," Hammond greeted, "how are you?"
"Fine sir," Konoko replied in a businesslike fashion. "I assume Major Davis is here to help decide what to do about the Syndicate?"
"That's correct." Major Davis stated matter of factly. "It seems that the Syndicate has decided it's time to move against Earth. Three SG teams have reported skirmishes with Syndicate..."
"Strikers." Konoko finished. "The Syndicate troops are called strikers. Their equivalent of a "special ops" team would consist of highly trained ninjas, but I doubt anyone would encounter any of the yet. Has anyone been hurt?"
"SG-3 and SG-7 escaped unscathed, but SG-9 was lost. The whole team." Hammond replied solemnly. "Now I still can't consider a direct assault. We just don't have the people to take on a 100 or stronger army. I need options people. Do you have any suggestions?"
Jack stared at Hammond. "Sir, I recommend we nuke the bastards, give them a taste of..."
"I'm going to assume you're joking, Colonel." Hammond said angrily. "We can't just go around dropping nuclear weapons on planets we have treaties with!"
Just then Sgt. Siler burst into the briefing room. "Sorry to interrupt," the Sgt. said breathlessly, "but I thought you would want to know. We just got a communication from the alpha site. They're under heavy attack from Syndicate troops!"
Hammond and SG-1 leapt from their chairs at the briefing table and sprinted to the control room. They stood in a mixture of awe and shock as they saw the images beamed to them from the alpha site. Strikers were on the ground, using grenade launchers and plasma rifles to wreak havoc. Rebel jaffa and soldiers from the alpha site ran towards the Stargate, but many were shot down. Those few that made it to the gate collapsed onto the ramp at the SGC, most in serious need of medical attention. The last image that the SGC received from the alpha site was the sight of a tall, purple haired man dressed all in black. He eyed the camera maliciously before aiming his rife and blowing the camera to pieces.
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Muro laughed heartily as the camera exploded. He could only imagine the shocked looks on the faces of the people at the SGC. Muro turned and faced the rest of the camp. The strikers were mopping up the last resistance, a couple of soldiers and a jaffa desperately trying to fight off the attackers with their assault rifles. Their efforts were in vain, and it wasn't long before the strikers were dragging their burnt carcasses towards the pile they had created. Small fires littered the grounds and the remaining buildings, and blast marks covered the ground and walls, almost like a tribute to the carnage that had taken place. Muro leered evilly. He turned to face the troops that now stood waiting for orders. "Welcome home, boys. Let's set up camp."
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Yep, that's right, they blew up the alpha site. Did Master Breytak survive? How many Tok'ra were killed? Please review, I would love to hear some feedback.
Konoko lay on a bed in the medical ward, a concerned Dr. Frasier standing over her examining her medical charts. She pursed her lips, and then sighed. "Well, Konoko, I can't say for sure what happened to you. Can you describe exactly what happened?"
"I was just standing there, talking to Major Carter," Konoko stated, "when suddenly a wave of energy seemed to explode out of me. It knocked over Major Carter, and I felt like I was on fire. Then, just as suddenly, it stopped."
"Do you have any theories, Doctor?" General Hammond, who seemingly appeared out of thin air asked.
"Well, I do have one." Frasier mused, "Konoko's heart has now been fully replaced by the one that the Chrysalis has made. It wasn't like that when she left. My only guess is that the transition causes a burst of energy. If I'm right Konoko, you'll be experiencing a few more spikes like this as every organ is replaced."
Konoko grimaced. "Is there an upside?"
"I think that after every one of these, you should get stronger, faster, and tougher. But for now take it easy, I could be wrong."
Konoko nodded and lay back in her bed. Hammond came and stood beside her. "Konoko, I'm going to assume the doctor is right on this one, so I'll keep you on active duty, for now. Get some rest and report to the debriefing at 0900 tomorrow."
Konoko nodded. "Yes sir."
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Konoko walked into the briefing room to find that SG-1 had already assembled, along with Hammond and Major Davis. "Good morning Konoko," Hammond greeted, "how are you?"
"Fine sir," Konoko replied in a businesslike fashion. "I assume Major Davis is here to help decide what to do about the Syndicate?"
"That's correct." Major Davis stated matter of factly. "It seems that the Syndicate has decided it's time to move against Earth. Three SG teams have reported skirmishes with Syndicate..."
"Strikers." Konoko finished. "The Syndicate troops are called strikers. Their equivalent of a "special ops" team would consist of highly trained ninjas, but I doubt anyone would encounter any of the yet. Has anyone been hurt?"
"SG-3 and SG-7 escaped unscathed, but SG-9 was lost. The whole team." Hammond replied solemnly. "Now I still can't consider a direct assault. We just don't have the people to take on a 100 or stronger army. I need options people. Do you have any suggestions?"
Jack stared at Hammond. "Sir, I recommend we nuke the bastards, give them a taste of..."
"I'm going to assume you're joking, Colonel." Hammond said angrily. "We can't just go around dropping nuclear weapons on planets we have treaties with!"
Just then Sgt. Siler burst into the briefing room. "Sorry to interrupt," the Sgt. said breathlessly, "but I thought you would want to know. We just got a communication from the alpha site. They're under heavy attack from Syndicate troops!"
Hammond and SG-1 leapt from their chairs at the briefing table and sprinted to the control room. They stood in a mixture of awe and shock as they saw the images beamed to them from the alpha site. Strikers were on the ground, using grenade launchers and plasma rifles to wreak havoc. Rebel jaffa and soldiers from the alpha site ran towards the Stargate, but many were shot down. Those few that made it to the gate collapsed onto the ramp at the SGC, most in serious need of medical attention. The last image that the SGC received from the alpha site was the sight of a tall, purple haired man dressed all in black. He eyed the camera maliciously before aiming his rife and blowing the camera to pieces.
~~~~~~~
Muro laughed heartily as the camera exploded. He could only imagine the shocked looks on the faces of the people at the SGC. Muro turned and faced the rest of the camp. The strikers were mopping up the last resistance, a couple of soldiers and a jaffa desperately trying to fight off the attackers with their assault rifles. Their efforts were in vain, and it wasn't long before the strikers were dragging their burnt carcasses towards the pile they had created. Small fires littered the grounds and the remaining buildings, and blast marks covered the ground and walls, almost like a tribute to the carnage that had taken place. Muro leered evilly. He turned to face the troops that now stood waiting for orders. "Welcome home, boys. Let's set up camp."
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Yep, that's right, they blew up the alpha site. Did Master Breytak survive? How many Tok'ra were killed? Please review, I would love to hear some feedback.