Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate SG1 nor Stargate Atlantis. I, however, do own Vanessa Dougherty and Günter Shinstolz, and I do not wish them to be used without my expressed consent. I also own any characters that you do not recognize if you look up the characters later in both the series.
I also want to point out that I will be making a few changes to the entire story now, and that Daniel will not be appearing in this fic. He will be mentioned, though, but this is a companion story I must update with the rest of story for reasons that cannot concern you. Also, I apologize for the lack of detail.
Prologue: SG SpecWar
Jack O'Neill stood still in front of the Gate, trying to keep his composure serious and quiet, as if trying to fit in with the small Stargate team he had rounded up with his job. He could do that, luckily, and because he could he felt now he had a better chance of coming back. And so far, these people he picked were far better than SG1 had ever been.
The first man he chose was between a Gate transmission, to which he pleaded with great consent. And, after hours and hours of endless continuous ranting about how he needed him, Jonas Quinn finally agreed to help Jack find Daniel. Right now, standing next to Jack, he was yielding a P90, the exact same as Jack, and loaded with Jack's favorite HEAT rounds (H.igh E.xplosive A.nti T.ank), though Jack was not using them himself.
The second person was a decorated war hero from Germany, who recently participated in a war between North and South Korea. Jack personally called the man, who did not know what the Stargate was, but decided to jump on the band-wagon. Günter Shinstolz, who was a rank equal to Lieutenant in the Naval rank, stood next to Jonas, but Günter was the only man who was wearing a ballcap, green but with his country's flag upon it. He was using the OICW, a new weapon developed by the United States.
The third person Jack asked to join the newly created SG-SpecWar (Special Operations and Warfare) team was a veteran in both Gulf wars, won the Medal of Honor, and led a rescue operation into Israel to rescue the President of the United States. The person was an SEAL operative, but was transferred to the USAF's SpecWar team after the operation when Jack heard about it from the Vice President. Lieutenant Vanessa Dougherty stood next to Jack on his opposite side with a M4A1, with a silencer and a K2-21 200x scope.
Jack walked up to the gate, but stopped and looked back at his team.
"Alright, now, you know what you are getting yourself into. Jonas, you know what to expect. Günter, Vanessa, I want you two to follow me and get a proper zone set up. Jonas, wait fifteen secs before going in. Do I make myself clear?"
Vanessa and Gunter immediately replied with a 'Sir, yes sir!', while Jonas made a short nod, clicking his safety off. Jack nodded, and then broke into a run, the Gate was already activated. He disappeared, to which was a slight shock to the new SG-SpecWar team, but they just followed orders and jumped through, leaving Jonas there to wait.
He counted the seconds down in his head, tapping his foot as he waited. Finally, fifteen seconds counted down as he then walked through the gate.
Appearing on the other side, he looked around. He saw Günter take a defensive position next to the DHD, as if using it for cover in case they were attacked. Vanessa and O'Neill were standing side by side and viewing the area.
"All clear, Jonas." Jack yelled, having his muzzle facing the ground.
"Got it, Jack. I'm tracking Daniel's GDO...I got him! I got him! He's located on the southern most continent, but there is no way we can make it there in this amount of time. Samantha already left the area and is on her way. Unless..."
"That's why I brought it, Jonas. Günter, watch the area. Dougherty, cover me and Jonas." He said, as he walked over to the DHD's back connector port. He took off his bag, which was holding a big prism of crystals that were of different sizes and length. Vanessa gave a curious look.
"It's a ZPM. SG9 found one a few weeks ago on P3X-790"
"Ahh..." She replied. She read about the mission files and such, and read about the ZPM a few times, knowing it housed more energy than all of Earth times a hundred, and that could barely go beyond the scope of the Stargate's designation protocols.
"It's hooked up. Jonas, did you remember the sequence?" Jack asked, Günter falling back to the small group. Before Jonas could utter a word, Günter spoke first.
"It's vall clkear." He said, in a heavy German accent as he looked at his mission watch. Jack nodded, and watched as the Stargate powered up, the large wormhole sparkling in the light that was on the planet.
Jack then pressed in his identification number on his GDO, his face and expression unchanging as he then shuffled the GDO into his left pocket, giving the 'follow me' notion with his fingers as he stepped into the gate. Jonas waited, Vanessa and Günter running after O'Neill, and, finally, Jonas took his steps...
And was suddenly stopped as he felt invisible pressure upon his body, being thrown back as the Gate on this planet was shut off, he felt blackness coming upon him as he felt his gun ripped away from his hand by that invisible force.
And, before blackness consumed him, he saw a face, grey and cracked but he knew that face. And to that, he cowered in fear.
He found Daniel Jackson. Or rather, he found him.
Jack walked onto solid ground, which was oddly translucent but solid, nevertheless. Jack then looked behind him as he saw Vanessa and Günter, lying on the ground like they were on the planet they just gated from. Suddenly, the Gate shut behind them, to which Jack immediately looked at the surprised Doctor Weir.
"Activate the gate to the last address, now!" He ordered, serious and near screaming.
"General?" She replied, confused.
"Dammit, Elizabeth, just do it!" He yelled, his hands curling into fists violently. If someone looked closely, you could see his knuckles and fingers have gone completely white, from the pressure that he was causing.
"Okay, okay!" She yelled back, turning around and walking over to a Gate station, talking with a technician. Jack looked mad as hell, his face crunched up in anger as he saw her walk back.
"We can't,
General. Someone's putting a block on the signal. Whatever they're
using, I'd never heard of before. Nevertheless, General, you can't
go back. But, how the hell did you get here?"
"Go to the
debriefing room, Elizabeth, and I'll tell you there."
Meanwhile, on a nearby planet in the Pegasus system, Lieutenant Colonel Sheppard and his team walked through a heavily dense jungle. Large trees covered the top of the forest, making it near impossible to see in the dark, while the sun was at its highest point in the sky. Next to him was Doctor McKay, who was nervously reading a datapad they snatched from a Puddlejumper inside the main hanger bay back at Atlantis.
"Well, Ronan, maybe you should actually watch it before jumping to conclusion." Sheppard said to a man within his squad, Ronan Dex, who was the acting rearguard. Ronan Dex had long locks of hair, with muscles that made Sheppard, despite himself being very strong, look very weak. He was wearing something that resembled a wife beater tee, but was made out of a simple fabric that was surprisingly strong.
"Wile Eee Coyote had a better arsenal that the Roadrunner, and he had a brain larger than the Roadrunner, yet he was foiled everytime. I'm just saying that the thing you're describing to me is quite redundant."
"Ronan, like I said, you just have to watch it."
"Whatever."
"Sheppard, if you don't mind me intruding on your little conversation, we got company up ahead."
"Like what?" He asked, stopping and getting on one knee, talking to a whisper. McKay, however, just stood up and continued to talk in a loud voice.
"They don't appear to be Wraith, and they had patterns of..."
"Rodney, you idiot, get down and speak lower!" Dex yelled. He got down on one knee, and spoke softly, but with a large hint of annoyance.
"As I was saying, they look humans, they have the body structures of humans, but they have the gene."
"They're Ancients?"
"Yep. Definitely." He replied back, but looked in awe as Sheppard then took his M4A1 and clicked it off safety, pointing it ahead of him.
"Sheppard, are you crazy! They're..." He started to say, before he gasped at the woman in front of him, who exited the forest's more heavily area, pointing at her as his mouth moved a slight bit.
"Who...who are you?" He asked, trembling. Sheppard, however, did not move or speak, keeping his gaze upon the woman in front of him, or whatever she was, into a cold and thick stare.
The woman in front of them was a woman, alright. She didn't seem Ancient, and she was quiet, and she did not move an inch either. She was wearing a black jumpsuit, and had a head full of black hair, and had a white cylinder on his belt.
"Falu. Felicity Falu. And, if I might ask you, who are you?"
"It doesn't matter." Sheppard replied sharply. "Why are you here?"
"My ship crashed, and I'm stuck here until Republic forces get here."
Sheppard didn't know what the hell this Felicity person was talking about, but he slowly pointed the muzzle of his weapon down, so it wasn't aiming at this new arrival. Although she was alien to him, a suddenly spark of affection went up when he saw her. Suddenly, a man appeared next to her.
"It's no good, communications are shot to...who the hell are you?" Said the new arrival, a man who appeared rash, and wore a ribbed jacket that added features to his face and his brown hair. He looked like a smuggler of some origin.
"Lieutenant Colonel Sheppard, United States Air Force. This is my science officer Rodney McKay, PhD, and this is my shock trooper Ronan Dex. And who are you?"
"Atton. Atton Rand. Excuse me if I don't shake hands, I don't trust strangers." Atton replied sharply.
"I wouldn't either." Sheppard replied, standing up, while putting the safety of his weapon up. He shouldered the weapon, looking at the woman.
"I can give you a place to say, it's not too far away. You're welcome to..."
"We'd love too." She said, cutting off Atton from even speaking as he had his mouth opened. He closed it, but he simply smiled at her. He then put an arm around her, to which Sheppard felt another instant spark of hatred towards Atton. He nodded, to which he then went back the way they came, with Ronan and Rodney in tow.
He wondered why he felt that spark of hatred. It was most uncommon for Sheppard to have that spark, he only had it when he first met the Wraith, and that was a while ago. Jealousy? He thought. But she's way outta my league... He let out a long and drawn out sigh, to which Ronan and Rodney took notice but not Felicity and Atton.
I sometimes feel like General O'Neill, more often than I feel myself...
"So, you're telling me Daniel Jackson is lost on this planet you need to get to, but you can't get back to the planet because of this Gate malfunction we're having..." Doctor Elizabeth Weir, a woman with brown hair tied into a knot that also had the tenacity of a Gou'ld but the heart of a little child, summed up from the debriefing that General O'Neill just gave her. She noticed the faces of Günter and Vanessa, sitting next to O'Neill drinking cups of coffee.
Strangely, she noticed, in the small amount of time and training they all had together, they managed to stay a team, and they seem to do anything he asks them. It appears O'Neill has got a team of men and women who would die to follow his orders, and this...SG SpecWar team appears goes above and beyond the call of duty for him. Heck, they're guarding him right now.
"Yeah, and I got a good man stuck back there..." He said, sighing heavily, exhausted. Vanessa laid a hand on his shoulder, while Günter just sat still, only turning his head.
"Ah, he'll be alright. Knowing Jonas, he dialed home already. I don't need to worry now...Thanks Dougherty." He said, smiling at her while he slumped into his chair. She smiled back, in a soft and sincere way. Günter chuckled.
"Ahh, he'vl be vokay. He vasted the longest on survival vaining." Günter offered, patting Jack on the back.
"Yeah, you got that right Günter." He said.
Elizabeth smiled, watching the exchange between the three man team. She then looked immediately to her left, outside the briefing room as the off-world activation alarm went off, the Stargate powering up.
"It's Sheppard's team!" Yelled a tech into the room, the energy iris powering down as then, after two seconds, Sheppard and his team, plus Felicity and Atton, exited the Stargate, it shutting off behind them.
"Sheppard, good to see you!" Elizabeth yelled down into the Stargate's main chamber, Sheppard waving a hand to her, then looking back at Felicity and Atton, he looks back at her.
"We have some guest we had to pick up, their ship crashed on the planet, so we picked them up." He said, looking at her with interest.
"Well," Elizabeth started off. "We have some guests too." She said, before moving to the left, and allowing O'Neill to be seen. Sheppard immediately saluted.
"Sir!" He said.
"At ease, Lieutenant Colonel. Come up, I want to recommend you for a special team..."
Chapter One: SpecWar's Newest Member
"You...you want me to join your team, General?" He asked quietly, with a confused look upon his face towards the General. Standing next to Jack was Günter, who was now wearing a bandana that covered his entire forehead and head. He had this look of complete concentration, looking at Sheppard, trying to size him up.
"Yeah, if that's okay with you, of course." Replied Jack, with a tone of cheerful playfulness in his voice, his smile radiating off into the room, to which Sheppard had a hard time just too even think no.
"Yeah, that's good with me, sir! I know Teyla can handle taking over leadership over our main team and the rest..."
"John, I'd be happy to let you talk, but I got to ask you a question. Did this lady, Felicity, mention anyone named Revan?" He asked Sheppard. John looked at him with a confused look, and then looked around.
Günter spoke first.
"We vaff writing vablets deciphered by Voctor Daniel Jackson. They mention someone vamed Revan, who yield van most impressive power vover the people he vinslaved."
"He used a cylinder like object your new friend has as a weapon, and I want you to spy on her. We'll keep that man, Atton, separated too. We don't them to get wind of our plans. So, John, do me that favor and check on her right now." Jack ordered.
John immediately saluted the General, and then made a perfect about face and exited the room, then walked down the flight of stairs and exited the Stargate Veriturm. Entering the main hall, he saw Felicity, talking to a guard.
"Oh, hello Colonel Shep..."
"Please, it's John." He quickly corrected her, politely and respectfully.
"John...that's a nice name." She replied, smiling and locking gazes with John. He blushed, and felt that small hint of affection for her. He smiled back, and then was the first to speak.
"Well, my...uh...my commanding officer reserved a room for you, but he apologizes, he cannot have you and Atton in the same area, for security reasons. I'm sorry about this..."
"Oh, it's all right, John. You don't have to apologize; I've been in worse situations. Please, can you take me there?" She asked charmingly, to which John was immediately affected by it.
"Certainly, follow me." He said, smiling, as he began to walk down a hallway, Felicity slightly following him. I feel like melting around her, this is not right! John's brain was screaming as he kept that goofy smile.
"So, John, where is Atton, exactly?" She asked him, walking side by side with him as they moved past people on their way to their stations.
"He's in the training room."
Teyla struck the dummy on the left side with her bow-staff, connecting with it hard as she then twirled it around her back and making a quick strike to the dummy's other side, you could hear the strike from inside the room, echoing through it.
Clapping was heard behind her, to which Teyla immediately turned her head towards the sound. She saw the man, wearing an odd ribbed jacket. He stopped clapping, but continued to smile as he leaned on the wall.
"You have the skills of an elite combat fighter. But, I can bet I can give you a run for your money."
"Is that a challenge, stranger?" She asked, letting her bow-staff fall to the ground.
"It's not Stranger, it's Atton, and yes, it is." He said, smiling, as he walked forward, entering the main fighting circle in the training room, before dropping into an Echani combat stance, Teyla dropping into one of the Martial combat styles Sheppard taught her a while back.
Atton was the first to strike, going for a quick upper left kick, to which Teyla ducked under the attack, grabbing the ankle as she attempted to pull him to the ground, when Atton suddenly did this flip into the air, his foot connecting with Teyla's face. She lost her footing, but then managed to connect her fist into his stomach when he tried a running kick.
He fell on the ground, to which Teyla grabbed her bow-staff, picking up another one, throwing it to Atton as she dropped into an armed combat stance. Atton caught it in one hand, twirled it for a second before dropping into a similar stance, but he seemed more calm than he did with just his fists. Teyla moved first, swinging to the left to try to hit Atton's left side, but he blocked it with a seemingly flick of his wrist, before he slide his bow-staff down her's, locking it before he flipped it out of her hand and had his bow-staff pointed at her neck in close proximenity.
"You lose." Atton replied, with a devilish smile on his face, looking down at her.
"No, you sacrificed yourself for a killing move." She said, taking her left foot and swinging it, bringing Atton down on his back, to which Teyla grabbed his bow-staff while she was falling on him, the bow-staff lodged on his neck, their faces close together.
"Now, I win." She said, smiling at him while he smiled back. Teyla then dropped the smile as she locked eyes with Atton, who also dropped his smile. She smelt him, and it caused her to shudder. She then leaned a little closer, him doing so also, before their lips touched each other, locking them together as they embraced each other in a loving embrace. Teyla shoved the bow-staff away, giving them free room.
I never felt this good before. Teyla thought to herself as she continued to kiss Atton as she held tighter onto him, himself doing the same. He stopped, slowly breaking it off as they smiled at each other.
"Wow..." Atton replied, stroking her hair with his left hand as his other lay on her back. She just smiled at him, laying his head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. It was pounding, and Teyla figured the same was happening to her. She then got up, and dusted herself off. Atton did the same, and they exited the training room, smiling at each other.
"I had a great workout session with you, Teyla." He said, walking with her. She smiled at him, they were walking so close together that she was going crazy on him. This is not like me at all. One part of me wants to just kiss this man forever, and the other is telling me to stay away...Gods, he smells so good... She leaned closer.
"I had also, Atton. I hope we can continue this later." She said.
"Oh, we will. Trust me."
"Well, Felicity, this is your room." Sheppard said, opening her door for her as he stood there, locking eyes with her. She smiled at him, then entered the room, Sheppard closely following her. He closed the door behind him as she stepped onto the balcony. He stood next to her.
"It's beautiful, John. It's truly beautiful..." She said, leaning against the railing as she viewed the rest of the city, and the sparkling waters of the sea. John nodded in agreement. Here's my chance...Best hope it works, else she'll hate me forever.
"Not as beautiful as you." He said, quickly but yet understandable. She turned her head around, and looked at him in the eyes as she gave him a blank look. He didn't know what to do, until he felt her embrace him. He was shocked, but then sweetly returned the embrace to him.
"No one has ever said that to me, not even Atton..." She said. John felt a tear slowly crawl down his chest, he held her tighter as she rested on his chest, softly crying. This Atton guy sounds like a jerk.
She exited his embrace, and they looked each other in the eyes, her beautiful and wet face caused him to have a small case of nausea, before he cupped her face with his soft hands, and then he kissed her. It was blissful, his lips contacted her wet, tear stained lips and it was blissful.
And, for once in his life, John Sheppard felt like he was on top of the world.
Major Howard DaFoe stood perfectly straight, his posture at attention as he waited for his superior officer to order him to go to at ease.
"At ease, Howard." He heard Doctor Weir softly say. He did so, and he adjusted his green beret to cover his head, he felt a string of grey hair to fall on his uniform. He smiled at her, a heartwarming smile itself as he had his hands behind his back. She smiled, but her mind was remembering his history.
Age five, he was captured by German terrorists in Bonn, age seven escapes, age ten is nearly frighten to death by father in law, causing him to get so scared that his hair turned grey. Age fourteen, forced to serve in a child army. Age eighteen, joined the military and advanced faster than anyone else. Major at age twenty seven... She heard the history of him roll off in his head.
"As you know, Howard, there is an opening for a team scout for our main SG team. And, since you have all of the requirements, you will be serving with Teyla and Doctor McKay."
"Why not Dex, 'mam?" He asked, a little confused by the prospect that Ronan Dex, the famous Shock Trooper, and was not going to be serving on the main SG team.
"He has been given his own special team. But that's classified. But, I have to say, you better pick this spot, because DeFoe already asked for it."
"Alright, I take it."
"Good. I suspect you to be here at oh eight hundred hours. And that's final. Get me, solider?"
"Yes, 'mam!" He said, saluting and exiting the room. Weir smiled, before looking at his folder.
And it says here that you and Rachael DeFoe were nearly court-marshaled when you had sexual relations, too...
AN: Alright. Now, I got a few e-mails from people and they wished they would like some visual aids for the characters me created. Arrrgh. So I decided to help them.
Günter: Mical from KOTOR (except with Austrian accent. I know, but I could not find a suitable German actor with the face of a handsome man. So, I went with me guns.)
Dougherty: Angelina Jolee
Vividus: Cillian Murphy
Delak: Karl Urban
Nephrites: Ewan McGregor
Major Lancaster: Christian Bale
Lieutenant DeFoe: Valeria Golino
There you go. Yar! Must keep me reviewers happy but not wit' scurvy, Yaaarh!