TOSOTLG Ch II
Yay! Chapter two!
Yeah, these are definitely boxes, and there are shelves with artifacts on them. Storage room? Came the sarcastic thought.
Again, none of them need to say anything. She silently breaks away from the group and activates her Asguard stealth implants. She brings her implant sensors up on passive scan mode and begins looking for security systems. Ooohhh sneaky! The whole room is laced with laser trip wires and there are movement sensors by the door. She doesn't bother to bypass either, she merely reports their location to the others. The door is locked. Of course, they don't want just anyone to come in here and touch the pretty mirror. That could be a Bad Thing. But there are ways around that as well. She heads immediately for a ventilation grate, removes it quickly and silently from the wall before laying it on top one of the shelves. Let's see what there is to see!
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"I still say that we need more time with the naquadria buffer system before we try putting it in the X-304's!" Lt. Col. Samantha Carter said with feeling as she walked down the halls of Area 51. She was just back from the Prometheus and she was really not in the mood for paper-pushing beaureucrats trying to get her to change her report at the eleventh hour! "We still don't have enough data from the one on the Prometheus to ensure that we won't blow it up there is no way I am going to endorse putting a device that temperamental on something as inherently fragile as a fighter without a lot more testing!" she said heatedly. "As for that X-305 you want to produce!" She was almost shouting now just thinking about the idiotic thing! Some congressman's kids have been watching too many cartoons. "Walkers, mecha, whatever you want to call them look great on T.V. but to produce one we'd need a whole new generation of power systems, A.I., and high tensile strength metals! I will not endorse that kind of expendature when the F-300's work so well!"
The greasy little political officer opened his mouth again and Sam wanted to scream, "But the new hyper/blink generator would increase the combat power of our fighters by a factor of three! It could-"
Sam cut him off. "There is a time for us to rush into things," she said with deceptive calm. "We did that with the Prometheus and the F-302's and they turned out fine, but we also tried that with the X-301 and it was an absolute disaster! As I said, there is a time to move, but there is also a time to wait! If we rush something with this many unknown variables into production, especially using an element as unstable as Naquadri-"
Alarms sound all over the base effectively ending Sam's tirade. The political officer is pale-faced and in the process of breaking out in a cold sweat almost immediately. Sam grimaces in disgust and takes off down the corridor towards the location of the alarms, drawing her Zat as she goes.
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Shit shit shit shit shit! Those sneaky underhanded-! She hadn't even seen the Transphase Eradication Rod scopes mounted on the security cameras. It might not have even mattered if a group of SF's hadn't been looking right at her, after all this was Asguard technology, and it was quite capable of shifting the phase of the cloak. Unfortunately the Special Forces unit had seen her and started filling the hallway with lead. This, in turn, forced her to raise a telekinetic shield, which has the effect of showing them exactly where she is. A quick blast of energy sends them tumbling backwards, but the damage is done. Sirens activate everywhere and rapid response teams come running.
She quickly grabs a keycard from one of the downed SFs and opens the door that the TER scoped cameras had been guarding, and, letting her passive sensors lead the way, runs away from the mirror room, half the base at her heels.
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She heard the alarms activate. No! I can't lose her! Not her too! Figuring that one or two more alarms weren't going to hurt when there were already so many of them going off, she makes a beeline for the locked door and focuses her will.
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The way everything was going the squad of SFs wasn't really surprised to get yet another alarm, this time from a supposedly safe corner of the base; however, they were surprised when they rounded a corner and saw a very heavy looking blast steel door go flying through the air. They were even more surprised when three very strangely dressed people stepped out of the door. Three very strangely dressed people one of them with what looked suspiciously like big honkin' space guns. There are days I wish I'd never gotten out of bed.
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As Sam was running down the hallway toward the site of the first alarm, she heard a second one, this time from Section C of the facility. Trying to remember everything she knew about the area 51 facility Sam came to a sudden realization. That's only two corridors over, and all of the reaction teams are chasing an intruder in the opposite direction! Sam weighed her options and made a choice. One more Zat won't help against who or whatever the response teams are chasing, but it might against the others. Sam took off down the hall at a dead run and rounded the corner, only to run into something that she couldn't see. What the? The invisible . . . whatever-it-was disarmed her very effectively. Her Zat went flying across the corridor and hit the far side, but by doing so, it had also revealed its general location, and Sam lashed out against apparently empty air with a roundhouse kick. She hit it before she expected too, so the blow lacked much of its force, but it also told her exactly where the enemy was. Carter, never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, struck out again, and, by pure coincidence landed a very hard blow to something that must have been important. Sam discovered that her target was a young woman perhaps twenty years old. Carter also realized that she had definitely rung the other's bell. Her eyes were crossed, and she seemed to be having trouble focusing. Sam dropped back into a fighting stance, but her precautions were unnecessary, as her opponent fell bonelessly over backwards.
At precisely the same time that three other people in very strange armor? Clothes? Came around the corner of the next hallway down.
In the lead was a woman who looked strangely familiar, and Sam couldn't help but think that she had seen the woman's face before, but she really didn't have a chance to do anything before she found herself flying backwards into a wall.
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They rounded the corner expecting to see the telltale heat warp as an Asguard stealth field generator disengaged, instead, they saw her still body laying on the floor of the corridor, with her assailant standing over her. NO! She cried silently. She reached out with her mind, and gave the woman what was effectively the psi equivalent of a hit by a baseball bat. Swung by a Goa'uld. She rushed to the young woman's side and checked her vitals, then sighed in relief. She's fine. Oh God we were lucky! Then she turned her attention to the attacker.
And froze.
"Major Carter?"
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Carter's entire body hurt. In fact she was sorta surprised that she was still conscious. She shook her head, trying to clear some of the cobwebs from the corners. She can hear talking, but it seemed to come to her through a fog.
"We can't stay here!"
"Damnit! There's a Major well Lieutenant Colonel Carter in this reality! We actually have a chance here!"
Sam finally recognized the voice speaking above her. "Janet?"
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I'll try to post on one of my fics this weekend, but there are no promises!