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Bunny-Butler: Thanks so much for the kind words, if only I was as funny in real life as in my stories...
SPASH Panther: Well, that's actually the name of the movie. The show is called Stargate SG-1. It's a great show you should check it out.
Majin Gojira: All will be made clear this chapter. As for Cassie being a Slayer, I am tinkering with the idea, but maybe not quite in the way you'd expect...
Anyways, on with the story!
Chapter 10
The Slayers and Scoobies walked through the door that Lieutenant Haley had used her card to open and collectively gasped. "Well, this is a lovely room of death." Kennedy said sarcastically.
"It's like that scene from the Matrix where Neo says 'guns, lots of guns.' Actually, I think this would make Neo jealous." Xander decided, looking over the huge room absolutely filled with racks upon racks of every kind of gun imaginable. There were pistols, submachine guns, assault rifles, sniper rifles, machine guns, RPGs, and more than a few weapons that few humans outside the SGC had ever seen.
"This is the armory." Daniel explained unnecessarily. "Tonight you'll all be issued cards which will grant you access to most areas on the base. If you feel like training with some of them after hours just come down here and sign in. Anyways, we should start you off with something small." Daniel walked over to a rack filled with pistols and picked one up. "This is a standard issue Beretta. It's a basic fifteen round pistol without any special features, but it's light and using armor piercing rounds packs a pretty good punch. Everyone come and get one and we'll move to the range."
The Slayers moved to get a pistol, most of the taking their time to look around the room at some of the other guns. Daniel continued to empty the rack as Slayer after Slayer stepped forward. When everyone had a gun, Daniel gave them a quick safety talk then headed to the range, which had been cleared for the morning. The shooting range was a simple gray that was both very longs and wide. Close to one wall about fifty booths ran, each one with a table on which sat a pair of earphones and several clips for the pistol they were holding, and on the right wall of each booth was a three- position switch. In front of every booth locked on a rail to the low ceiling was a normal person outline paper target. "Okay." Daniel said, walking forward to the nearest booth. "Here's how this works. The switch controls the distance of the target. As you can see, there are markers on the floor every ten yards so you can keep track of your target distance. The range goes up to two hundred yards. Start with close distances, then keep moving your target back as you get the hang of it. Teal'c, Lieutenant Haley and I will walk around and give you pointers as you go. If you run out of ammo or you need another target, call one of us and we'll get you some more, and if you think you're ready for something bigger, show one of us you're ready and we'll give it to you. Everyone pick a booth and get started." He finished.
The Slayers spread out along the room, put on their headphones and started firing. Teal'c and Lieutenant Haley started to move along the line, but Daniel moved quickly in the direction of Buffy and her sister. He watched the two of them. Dawn was actually doing pretty well. In fact she had managed to hit two out of four headshots at twenty-five yards, pretty good for a beginner. Buffy, on the other hand, was having real trouble. She had yet to land a hit on the human outline. Most of her shots were too high. "Stupid pistol." She whined. "I think this one's broken."
Daniel chuckled and pulled back her headphones. "Were you this bad when you started with a crossbow?" he asked lightly.
Buffy turned around and frowned. "Okay then buddy, show me how to do it. I bet you can't do any better."
Daniel took the gun from her and motioned for her to move out of the way. Then he pushed the switch on the wall and the target started to move away from him. He put it to about seventy-five yards away, then casually took the gun and pointed it at the target. Daniel stuck his tongue out in concentration (you all probably know someone who does that) and fired eight shots, then handed the gun back to Buffy and started to reel in the target. Buffy looked at the target and saw that all eight shots were clean through the head. She then looked more closely and saw that they were in the shape of a smiley face, one shot for each eye and six in a curved line for a smile. Buffy looked back to see Daniel smirking triumphantly.
"Come on, I've been doing this for seven years." Daniel said, still smiling. "Do you really think after all that time I'd still be a bad shot?"
"Okay then show off," Buffy said with a flirtatious smile, "how about you show me what I'm doing wrong?"
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Harry, Ron and Hermione were at the Quidditch Pitch fooling around in the fast fading light. Harry was happily firing the Quaffle at Ron, almost giddy to be back on his broom after Umbridge had banned him early last year. Hermione, who was never much for flying, was watching them from the stands, already studying one of her books for the coming semester. Harry and Ron suddenly stopped in midair, and Hermione looked up from her book at the group heard a low rumbling that was getting louder by the second. Before any of them could comment on the noise, the low flying F-302b flew over the pitch at about 200 miles per hour.
"That's wicked!" Ron exclaimed, watching the sleek flying wing in admiration.
The fighter did a quick flyby of the grounds, then circled around and started to slow down. Two exhaust ports opened in the underbelly of the jet, and the rear mounted main engine turned 90 degrees so it was facing down as well. Then the landing gear dropped and the fighter slowed to only a few miles per hour.
"Looks like the Colonel is back. Let's go say hi." Harry said to Ron, and the two took off towards the castle on their brooms, while Hermione made her way more slowly across the grounds.
Finally, the Reaper came to a full hover over the main courtyard then lowered down and touched down, slowly easing its multi-ton mass on to the gear. After the fighter had landed, the engines began to slowly whine down, the sound fading from a loud roar to a dull, high pitched whine. Finally the turbine shut down completely and Jack cracked the canopy and took off his helmet, storing it on a small shelf in the relatively roomy cabin of the Reaper. He pressed a button and several footholds emerged from the side of the jet. Jack grabbed his overnight bag and climbed over the side, dropping to the ground.
"Oi! Is that our new centerpiece?" Someone asked. Jack smoothed out his case of helmet hair then looked up to see Harry and Ron grinning like idiots at him several feet off the ground, riding brooms.
"You actually ride on brooms?" Jack asked with a laugh. "Of all the things I guessed were true, that wasn't even on the list. Do you all have pointed hats and black cats too?"
"Some teachers wear the hats, and actually we have owls, not cats." Harry replied.
"So this is a muggle fighter?" Ron interrupted excitedly. Ron landed and walked around the fighter, taking in the smooth surface, sharp curves, and pointed weapon ports.
Jack nodded. "This is my baby. F-302b Reaper, fresh off the assembly line."
"Man, Dad would kill to see one of these up close." Ron murmured, looking over the ship appraisingly.
"So I take it we have an alliance?" Hermione asked, finally arriving in the courtyard.
Jack shrugged his shoulders. "Ehh, kind of. Basically we have an exchange program going on. We get some Aurors, you guys get me and some other soldiers. I'm staying here as a home base, but I still need to do a lot of work for the Air Force, so I need my plane."
"You're going to be staying at the school?" Harry asked in surprise.
Jack nodded. "Yeah, I don't think Fudge liked me too much, so Dumbledore suggested I stay here to stay away from him."
"You can use Hogwarts as a home base?" Hermione asked, "It doesn't screw up any of your technology?"
"Well, some." Jack conceded. "I lost a few non-essential systems when I got over the school. You know, simple stuff like autopilot. But I have something that will work just fine here for staying in touch. It's not human made, so it shouldn't be a problem."
"So are you going to teach?" Ron asked.
Jack nodded. "I'll be helping a little from time to time. Mostly with some class called Muggle Studies."
"Are you going to help with Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Harry asked.
Jack shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe, but it doesn't really seem like my area of expertise. That would pretty much be a magic course wouldn't it?"
"Not necessarily." Hermione said thoughtfully. "Anubis would certainly count as a Dark Force, and you've been defending against him for years. It would be interesting to learn non-magical defense tactics."
"Well, either way I won't have time to teach a whole class, I have to be ready to leave at any time." Jack replied. "I'm not just going to leave the war I'm fighting right now."
"So can you show me how the fighter works?" Ron asked, still gazing at it.
"Tomorrow." Jack decided. "It's getting dark now. Let's go inside and get some food."
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Jack and Tonks shook hands. "Thanks for going along with the exchange." Jack said with a nod. "You'll be a great asset to the war against Anubis."
Tonks smiled nervously. "You think so? I hope I am, but stealth was never my forte, you know I'm rather clumsy, and, and..."
"Tonks! Calm down, okay?" Jack said with a chuckle. "I'm sure you'll do fine."
Tonks fidgeted. "It's just, I've never spent a lot of time with muggles, and I've never had a mission this important, and I certainly haven't been in any secret military bases, so this is a little nerve- racking."
"I've already talked to Hammond and he knows your situation. We're used to dealing with other cultures, we'll do everything we can to make you comfortable." Jack said soothingly. "You have the truth serum?"
Tonks nodded.
"Then you're set. Now you'll be underground, so you won't be able to send an owl, that's a really weird way to send mail by the way, and there are no fireplaces. If you want to talk to anyone here, you'll have to do it through me. Just talk to the General and he'll set you up."
Tonks nodded again.
Jack smiled. "Good luck kid."
Tonks smiled, still nervous, then left the room and headed into Hogsmeade where she could apparate.
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Buffy had become much better with her pistol. After Daniel had shown her that she was aiming much too high (probably from years of using a crossbow) Buffy had been able to hit the target in kill regions consistently at distances up to about a hundred yards, after which the pistol became pretty inaccurate. After observing her empty a clip accurately into the target, Teal'c tapped her on the shoulder. "Would you like to try something larger BuffySummers?"
Buffy nodded. "I'm just going to look at how the others are doing." Buffy said loudly over the noise. "Just come find me."
Teal'c nodded and headed off to the armory, while Buffy started moving down the line seeing how others were doing. Dawn, who had taken the booth right beside her, was using a submachine gun that Buffy recognized from TV and movies as an MP5. Dawn was shooting at her target at a distance of 130 yards, and from what Buffy could tell, she was doing okay. Kennedy was using dual pistols, ones that looks considerably bigger than the Beretta Buffy had been using. Shannon's target was all the way at the back of the range, and she was firing at it with a very large rifle that had a large scope attached to it. Faith was using a large assault rifle but her target was still pretty close. Robin had the biggest machine gun that Buffy had ever seen, and he was currently firing sporadically at his target about halfway down the range. Xander was the one who surprised Buffy however. He had a long metal stick in his hands with a large bulbous end on it. Xander pressed on the long staff, and the bulb split into four quarters. Then he squeezed the staff again and a blast of orange energy shot out of the end. The blast flew halfway down the range, tore through the target, and continued on until it impacted the back wall with a THWACK! Before Buffy could go ask him about the weapon, Teal'c tapped her shoulder.
Buffy turned around to see Teal'c holding a strangely rectangular gun. "This weapon is called a P-90, BuffySummers." Teal'c explained. "It is the choice weapon among most personnel at the SGC. It is both light and accurate, and possesses a longer clip than most."
Teal'c handed Buffy the weapon, and she immediately decided she liked it. It actually felt quite similar to a crossbow, and was easy to hold and aim regardless of body position. Buffy quickly made her way back to her booth and moved the target back to 150 yards. She took aim using the simple scope embedded in the gun and fired, slightly alarmed at first by the automatic setting. Buffy quickly got used to the recoil and fired again, all fifteen of her shots hitting the target, but scattered.
"Try firing in bursts." Suggested Daniel, who had been watching her since she acquired the new weapon.
Buffy nodded, then raised the submachine gun back to her shoulder and fired again, this time squeezing off only a few rounds at a time. Buffy was happy to see that this time all of her round had passed through the target at the chest and head level, with only a couple missing, and those not by much.
She examined the weapon in her hand. "If only I had one of these before, would have saved me a lot of trouble on demons."
Daniel took a whistle out of his pocket and blew it hard. He had to blow on it several times before all the Slayers stopped shooting and turned to him. "Okay," he called, "that was pretty impressive. You all picked up using guns faster than I would have thought. Anyway I think that's enough for today. Let's head back to the armory and turn in the guns, and there will be a guard there with your new access cards. When you get them feel free to explore the base. The cafeteria is open 24 hours, as is the gym and this range. Good job everyone, I have to go attend to something but great job, I'll see you all tomorrow at 0900."
Daniel quickly excused himself from the group and headed for the interrogation room while Teal'c and Lieutenant Haley helped the others put away the guns.
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Tonks stood nervously in the hall outside the interrogation room, for once looking pretty normal. She had her hair a natural red that came down to her shoulders, and the only thing that stood out about her was her wizarding robes. The base was amazing, but what was really shocking to her was the amount of armed soldiers roaming the base. It wasn't that there was security, it was that all the soldiers carried guns, and were prepared to kill if necessary. 'These people really are more ready for war then us.' She thought grimly.
Someone came quickly around the corner. "Hi, I'm Doctor Daniel Jackson. You must be Ms. Tonks."
"Just Tonks is fine. It's nice to meet you, Jack told me a little about you. Is it true you died?"
Daniel nodded "More than once. So I understand you have something that can help us with our interrogation?"
Tonks nodded and pulled a small glass vial out of her travel bag. In it was a clear liquid that looked a little thicker than water. "This is veritaserum. It forces the person who drinks it to tell only the truth."
"It works on a Goa'uld?" Daniel asked
Tonks shrugged. "No one has ever tried, but I don't see why it won't. We have yet to discover anything that can speak that veritaserum won't work at least to some extent on."
"Okay then. Let's give it a shot." Daniel said, sliding his card in the lock and opening the door. The heavy metal door slid open, and Daniel and Tonks walked into the small room beyond. In the middle was a table with two chairs on one side, and the Ashrak on the other. He was heavily chained to a chair, and had given up struggling in favour of looking extremely pissed. At the sound of the two walking into the room he turned to stare at them, sending them both glowing eye death stares but remaining silent.
Daniel took the vial from Tonks and moved forward, taking the lid off of it. "Drink this." He commanded.
The Ashrak huffed and looked forward in defiance. "I will not." He said is his spine-tingling low voice.
Daniel's face turned stony. "You will."
The Ashrak turned and sneered. "Or what?"
Daniel looked over at Tonks apologetically, then quickly pulled out his zat and fired at the Ashrak. Blue bolts of electricity coursed over the Ashrak, but because of how tightly he was bound, he could do nothing but scream out in pain. "Now drink it." Daniel commanded, holding the vial forward.
Tonks watched in shock. Though she wasn't appalled by the method of interrogation, she had never expected such a cold action from such a nice looking guy.
Though still heaving and short of breath, the Ashrak began a wheezy laugh. "You will not kill me."
Daniel sighed and put away the zat. "You're right, I won't." He then reached for his other hip and pull out his Beretta. "But this won't kill you unless I want it to. I can blow big messy holes in your legs and arms and make you scream for hours without killing you. So drink the damn potion if you want to be able to walk again."
The Ashrak eyed the pistol nervously. "I have read about you, Daniel Jackson. You would not do something like this." He said uneasily.
Daniel put his face close to the Ashrak and looking him straight in the eye said, "If I have to go to hell to save the planet, then so be it. Now do you drink this, or do I start condemning myself?"
He held forward the potion, and resignedly the Goa'uld drank it. Immediately the Goa'uld felt a burning sensation in his throat and wondered what was happening.
"Are you an Ashrak?" Daniel asked.
"No." The Goa'uld replied, despite the fact that he had not meant to say that at all.
"What are you?" Tonks asked, finally deciding to join the interrogation.
"I am here to search the planet." The Goa'uld replied. "Anubis is looking for a power."
"What kind of power?" Daniel asked.
"Anubis wishes to regain his powers of ascension. There are forces that exist only on this planet that make this possible. Anubis is looking for a magically endowed human powerful enough to do this."
"What about his attack on Los Angeles?" Daniel inquired. "He might have killed the power."
"Cities are only targeted once it is confirmed that the power is somewhere else. Once Anubis has acquired the power, the planet will be destroyed." The Goa'uld said, despite his mind screaming for him to stop. "For now the attacks are only a distraction."
Daniel stood up. "I've heard all I need to. Thanks for you help Tonks." He said as he and Tonks made their way out of the interrogation room.
"What are powers of ascension?" Tonks asked.
Daniel sighed. "Anubis died and evolved into a higher being. When he did this, he gained almost god-like powers. He immediately tried to use them to rule the galaxy, and as a result was kicked out of the ascended club by all the other members. The problem is, it didn't quite work. He lost all his powers, but he's not corporeal."
"So how come he has so many followers?" Tonks asked.
"Fear." Daniel replied. "No one can kill him, so they're afraid of him. At least now we know what he's up to though. We can't let him find this power, whatever it is." Daniel's face lightened a bit. "So enough with the doom talk for one day. Want the tour?"
End Chap 10
Since I took so long to get the last chapter up, I got this one up faster. So now you now why Anubis hasn't blown away the Earth yet. Hope you all liked the chapter, thanks for reading and please leave a review!
Bunny-Butler: Thanks so much for the kind words, if only I was as funny in real life as in my stories...
SPASH Panther: Well, that's actually the name of the movie. The show is called Stargate SG-1. It's a great show you should check it out.
Majin Gojira: All will be made clear this chapter. As for Cassie being a Slayer, I am tinkering with the idea, but maybe not quite in the way you'd expect...
Anyways, on with the story!
Chapter 10
The Slayers and Scoobies walked through the door that Lieutenant Haley had used her card to open and collectively gasped. "Well, this is a lovely room of death." Kennedy said sarcastically.
"It's like that scene from the Matrix where Neo says 'guns, lots of guns.' Actually, I think this would make Neo jealous." Xander decided, looking over the huge room absolutely filled with racks upon racks of every kind of gun imaginable. There were pistols, submachine guns, assault rifles, sniper rifles, machine guns, RPGs, and more than a few weapons that few humans outside the SGC had ever seen.
"This is the armory." Daniel explained unnecessarily. "Tonight you'll all be issued cards which will grant you access to most areas on the base. If you feel like training with some of them after hours just come down here and sign in. Anyways, we should start you off with something small." Daniel walked over to a rack filled with pistols and picked one up. "This is a standard issue Beretta. It's a basic fifteen round pistol without any special features, but it's light and using armor piercing rounds packs a pretty good punch. Everyone come and get one and we'll move to the range."
The Slayers moved to get a pistol, most of the taking their time to look around the room at some of the other guns. Daniel continued to empty the rack as Slayer after Slayer stepped forward. When everyone had a gun, Daniel gave them a quick safety talk then headed to the range, which had been cleared for the morning. The shooting range was a simple gray that was both very longs and wide. Close to one wall about fifty booths ran, each one with a table on which sat a pair of earphones and several clips for the pistol they were holding, and on the right wall of each booth was a three- position switch. In front of every booth locked on a rail to the low ceiling was a normal person outline paper target. "Okay." Daniel said, walking forward to the nearest booth. "Here's how this works. The switch controls the distance of the target. As you can see, there are markers on the floor every ten yards so you can keep track of your target distance. The range goes up to two hundred yards. Start with close distances, then keep moving your target back as you get the hang of it. Teal'c, Lieutenant Haley and I will walk around and give you pointers as you go. If you run out of ammo or you need another target, call one of us and we'll get you some more, and if you think you're ready for something bigger, show one of us you're ready and we'll give it to you. Everyone pick a booth and get started." He finished.
The Slayers spread out along the room, put on their headphones and started firing. Teal'c and Lieutenant Haley started to move along the line, but Daniel moved quickly in the direction of Buffy and her sister. He watched the two of them. Dawn was actually doing pretty well. In fact she had managed to hit two out of four headshots at twenty-five yards, pretty good for a beginner. Buffy, on the other hand, was having real trouble. She had yet to land a hit on the human outline. Most of her shots were too high. "Stupid pistol." She whined. "I think this one's broken."
Daniel chuckled and pulled back her headphones. "Were you this bad when you started with a crossbow?" he asked lightly.
Buffy turned around and frowned. "Okay then buddy, show me how to do it. I bet you can't do any better."
Daniel took the gun from her and motioned for her to move out of the way. Then he pushed the switch on the wall and the target started to move away from him. He put it to about seventy-five yards away, then casually took the gun and pointed it at the target. Daniel stuck his tongue out in concentration (you all probably know someone who does that) and fired eight shots, then handed the gun back to Buffy and started to reel in the target. Buffy looked at the target and saw that all eight shots were clean through the head. She then looked more closely and saw that they were in the shape of a smiley face, one shot for each eye and six in a curved line for a smile. Buffy looked back to see Daniel smirking triumphantly.
"Come on, I've been doing this for seven years." Daniel said, still smiling. "Do you really think after all that time I'd still be a bad shot?"
"Okay then show off," Buffy said with a flirtatious smile, "how about you show me what I'm doing wrong?"
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Harry, Ron and Hermione were at the Quidditch Pitch fooling around in the fast fading light. Harry was happily firing the Quaffle at Ron, almost giddy to be back on his broom after Umbridge had banned him early last year. Hermione, who was never much for flying, was watching them from the stands, already studying one of her books for the coming semester. Harry and Ron suddenly stopped in midair, and Hermione looked up from her book at the group heard a low rumbling that was getting louder by the second. Before any of them could comment on the noise, the low flying F-302b flew over the pitch at about 200 miles per hour.
"That's wicked!" Ron exclaimed, watching the sleek flying wing in admiration.
The fighter did a quick flyby of the grounds, then circled around and started to slow down. Two exhaust ports opened in the underbelly of the jet, and the rear mounted main engine turned 90 degrees so it was facing down as well. Then the landing gear dropped and the fighter slowed to only a few miles per hour.
"Looks like the Colonel is back. Let's go say hi." Harry said to Ron, and the two took off towards the castle on their brooms, while Hermione made her way more slowly across the grounds.
Finally, the Reaper came to a full hover over the main courtyard then lowered down and touched down, slowly easing its multi-ton mass on to the gear. After the fighter had landed, the engines began to slowly whine down, the sound fading from a loud roar to a dull, high pitched whine. Finally the turbine shut down completely and Jack cracked the canopy and took off his helmet, storing it on a small shelf in the relatively roomy cabin of the Reaper. He pressed a button and several footholds emerged from the side of the jet. Jack grabbed his overnight bag and climbed over the side, dropping to the ground.
"Oi! Is that our new centerpiece?" Someone asked. Jack smoothed out his case of helmet hair then looked up to see Harry and Ron grinning like idiots at him several feet off the ground, riding brooms.
"You actually ride on brooms?" Jack asked with a laugh. "Of all the things I guessed were true, that wasn't even on the list. Do you all have pointed hats and black cats too?"
"Some teachers wear the hats, and actually we have owls, not cats." Harry replied.
"So this is a muggle fighter?" Ron interrupted excitedly. Ron landed and walked around the fighter, taking in the smooth surface, sharp curves, and pointed weapon ports.
Jack nodded. "This is my baby. F-302b Reaper, fresh off the assembly line."
"Man, Dad would kill to see one of these up close." Ron murmured, looking over the ship appraisingly.
"So I take it we have an alliance?" Hermione asked, finally arriving in the courtyard.
Jack shrugged his shoulders. "Ehh, kind of. Basically we have an exchange program going on. We get some Aurors, you guys get me and some other soldiers. I'm staying here as a home base, but I still need to do a lot of work for the Air Force, so I need my plane."
"You're going to be staying at the school?" Harry asked in surprise.
Jack nodded. "Yeah, I don't think Fudge liked me too much, so Dumbledore suggested I stay here to stay away from him."
"You can use Hogwarts as a home base?" Hermione asked, "It doesn't screw up any of your technology?"
"Well, some." Jack conceded. "I lost a few non-essential systems when I got over the school. You know, simple stuff like autopilot. But I have something that will work just fine here for staying in touch. It's not human made, so it shouldn't be a problem."
"So are you going to teach?" Ron asked.
Jack nodded. "I'll be helping a little from time to time. Mostly with some class called Muggle Studies."
"Are you going to help with Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Harry asked.
Jack shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe, but it doesn't really seem like my area of expertise. That would pretty much be a magic course wouldn't it?"
"Not necessarily." Hermione said thoughtfully. "Anubis would certainly count as a Dark Force, and you've been defending against him for years. It would be interesting to learn non-magical defense tactics."
"Well, either way I won't have time to teach a whole class, I have to be ready to leave at any time." Jack replied. "I'm not just going to leave the war I'm fighting right now."
"So can you show me how the fighter works?" Ron asked, still gazing at it.
"Tomorrow." Jack decided. "It's getting dark now. Let's go inside and get some food."
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Jack and Tonks shook hands. "Thanks for going along with the exchange." Jack said with a nod. "You'll be a great asset to the war against Anubis."
Tonks smiled nervously. "You think so? I hope I am, but stealth was never my forte, you know I'm rather clumsy, and, and..."
"Tonks! Calm down, okay?" Jack said with a chuckle. "I'm sure you'll do fine."
Tonks fidgeted. "It's just, I've never spent a lot of time with muggles, and I've never had a mission this important, and I certainly haven't been in any secret military bases, so this is a little nerve- racking."
"I've already talked to Hammond and he knows your situation. We're used to dealing with other cultures, we'll do everything we can to make you comfortable." Jack said soothingly. "You have the truth serum?"
Tonks nodded.
"Then you're set. Now you'll be underground, so you won't be able to send an owl, that's a really weird way to send mail by the way, and there are no fireplaces. If you want to talk to anyone here, you'll have to do it through me. Just talk to the General and he'll set you up."
Tonks nodded again.
Jack smiled. "Good luck kid."
Tonks smiled, still nervous, then left the room and headed into Hogsmeade where she could apparate.
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Buffy had become much better with her pistol. After Daniel had shown her that she was aiming much too high (probably from years of using a crossbow) Buffy had been able to hit the target in kill regions consistently at distances up to about a hundred yards, after which the pistol became pretty inaccurate. After observing her empty a clip accurately into the target, Teal'c tapped her on the shoulder. "Would you like to try something larger BuffySummers?"
Buffy nodded. "I'm just going to look at how the others are doing." Buffy said loudly over the noise. "Just come find me."
Teal'c nodded and headed off to the armory, while Buffy started moving down the line seeing how others were doing. Dawn, who had taken the booth right beside her, was using a submachine gun that Buffy recognized from TV and movies as an MP5. Dawn was shooting at her target at a distance of 130 yards, and from what Buffy could tell, she was doing okay. Kennedy was using dual pistols, ones that looks considerably bigger than the Beretta Buffy had been using. Shannon's target was all the way at the back of the range, and she was firing at it with a very large rifle that had a large scope attached to it. Faith was using a large assault rifle but her target was still pretty close. Robin had the biggest machine gun that Buffy had ever seen, and he was currently firing sporadically at his target about halfway down the range. Xander was the one who surprised Buffy however. He had a long metal stick in his hands with a large bulbous end on it. Xander pressed on the long staff, and the bulb split into four quarters. Then he squeezed the staff again and a blast of orange energy shot out of the end. The blast flew halfway down the range, tore through the target, and continued on until it impacted the back wall with a THWACK! Before Buffy could go ask him about the weapon, Teal'c tapped her shoulder.
Buffy turned around to see Teal'c holding a strangely rectangular gun. "This weapon is called a P-90, BuffySummers." Teal'c explained. "It is the choice weapon among most personnel at the SGC. It is both light and accurate, and possesses a longer clip than most."
Teal'c handed Buffy the weapon, and she immediately decided she liked it. It actually felt quite similar to a crossbow, and was easy to hold and aim regardless of body position. Buffy quickly made her way back to her booth and moved the target back to 150 yards. She took aim using the simple scope embedded in the gun and fired, slightly alarmed at first by the automatic setting. Buffy quickly got used to the recoil and fired again, all fifteen of her shots hitting the target, but scattered.
"Try firing in bursts." Suggested Daniel, who had been watching her since she acquired the new weapon.
Buffy nodded, then raised the submachine gun back to her shoulder and fired again, this time squeezing off only a few rounds at a time. Buffy was happy to see that this time all of her round had passed through the target at the chest and head level, with only a couple missing, and those not by much.
She examined the weapon in her hand. "If only I had one of these before, would have saved me a lot of trouble on demons."
Daniel took a whistle out of his pocket and blew it hard. He had to blow on it several times before all the Slayers stopped shooting and turned to him. "Okay," he called, "that was pretty impressive. You all picked up using guns faster than I would have thought. Anyway I think that's enough for today. Let's head back to the armory and turn in the guns, and there will be a guard there with your new access cards. When you get them feel free to explore the base. The cafeteria is open 24 hours, as is the gym and this range. Good job everyone, I have to go attend to something but great job, I'll see you all tomorrow at 0900."
Daniel quickly excused himself from the group and headed for the interrogation room while Teal'c and Lieutenant Haley helped the others put away the guns.
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Tonks stood nervously in the hall outside the interrogation room, for once looking pretty normal. She had her hair a natural red that came down to her shoulders, and the only thing that stood out about her was her wizarding robes. The base was amazing, but what was really shocking to her was the amount of armed soldiers roaming the base. It wasn't that there was security, it was that all the soldiers carried guns, and were prepared to kill if necessary. 'These people really are more ready for war then us.' She thought grimly.
Someone came quickly around the corner. "Hi, I'm Doctor Daniel Jackson. You must be Ms. Tonks."
"Just Tonks is fine. It's nice to meet you, Jack told me a little about you. Is it true you died?"
Daniel nodded "More than once. So I understand you have something that can help us with our interrogation?"
Tonks nodded and pulled a small glass vial out of her travel bag. In it was a clear liquid that looked a little thicker than water. "This is veritaserum. It forces the person who drinks it to tell only the truth."
"It works on a Goa'uld?" Daniel asked
Tonks shrugged. "No one has ever tried, but I don't see why it won't. We have yet to discover anything that can speak that veritaserum won't work at least to some extent on."
"Okay then. Let's give it a shot." Daniel said, sliding his card in the lock and opening the door. The heavy metal door slid open, and Daniel and Tonks walked into the small room beyond. In the middle was a table with two chairs on one side, and the Ashrak on the other. He was heavily chained to a chair, and had given up struggling in favour of looking extremely pissed. At the sound of the two walking into the room he turned to stare at them, sending them both glowing eye death stares but remaining silent.
Daniel took the vial from Tonks and moved forward, taking the lid off of it. "Drink this." He commanded.
The Ashrak huffed and looked forward in defiance. "I will not." He said is his spine-tingling low voice.
Daniel's face turned stony. "You will."
The Ashrak turned and sneered. "Or what?"
Daniel looked over at Tonks apologetically, then quickly pulled out his zat and fired at the Ashrak. Blue bolts of electricity coursed over the Ashrak, but because of how tightly he was bound, he could do nothing but scream out in pain. "Now drink it." Daniel commanded, holding the vial forward.
Tonks watched in shock. Though she wasn't appalled by the method of interrogation, she had never expected such a cold action from such a nice looking guy.
Though still heaving and short of breath, the Ashrak began a wheezy laugh. "You will not kill me."
Daniel sighed and put away the zat. "You're right, I won't." He then reached for his other hip and pull out his Beretta. "But this won't kill you unless I want it to. I can blow big messy holes in your legs and arms and make you scream for hours without killing you. So drink the damn potion if you want to be able to walk again."
The Ashrak eyed the pistol nervously. "I have read about you, Daniel Jackson. You would not do something like this." He said uneasily.
Daniel put his face close to the Ashrak and looking him straight in the eye said, "If I have to go to hell to save the planet, then so be it. Now do you drink this, or do I start condemning myself?"
He held forward the potion, and resignedly the Goa'uld drank it. Immediately the Goa'uld felt a burning sensation in his throat and wondered what was happening.
"Are you an Ashrak?" Daniel asked.
"No." The Goa'uld replied, despite the fact that he had not meant to say that at all.
"What are you?" Tonks asked, finally deciding to join the interrogation.
"I am here to search the planet." The Goa'uld replied. "Anubis is looking for a power."
"What kind of power?" Daniel asked.
"Anubis wishes to regain his powers of ascension. There are forces that exist only on this planet that make this possible. Anubis is looking for a magically endowed human powerful enough to do this."
"What about his attack on Los Angeles?" Daniel inquired. "He might have killed the power."
"Cities are only targeted once it is confirmed that the power is somewhere else. Once Anubis has acquired the power, the planet will be destroyed." The Goa'uld said, despite his mind screaming for him to stop. "For now the attacks are only a distraction."
Daniel stood up. "I've heard all I need to. Thanks for you help Tonks." He said as he and Tonks made their way out of the interrogation room.
"What are powers of ascension?" Tonks asked.
Daniel sighed. "Anubis died and evolved into a higher being. When he did this, he gained almost god-like powers. He immediately tried to use them to rule the galaxy, and as a result was kicked out of the ascended club by all the other members. The problem is, it didn't quite work. He lost all his powers, but he's not corporeal."
"So how come he has so many followers?" Tonks asked.
"Fear." Daniel replied. "No one can kill him, so they're afraid of him. At least now we know what he's up to though. We can't let him find this power, whatever it is." Daniel's face lightened a bit. "So enough with the doom talk for one day. Want the tour?"
End Chap 10
Since I took so long to get the last chapter up, I got this one up faster. So now you now why Anubis hasn't blown away the Earth yet. Hope you all liked the chapter, thanks for reading and please leave a review!
