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EVoNet

Chapter XI

August 2015

The Foreseen Future

"Harry Evans!"

Thor called Harry's name as he saw the sign of disappointment in his expression that he had come to recognise, unfortunately, as the twelfth newly created remake of an Asgard died, and just stopped after they had been so hopeful that time. The clones couldn't handle the strain of existence; their minds were like blank slates. They could make the bodies, but they couldn't make a mental pattern close enough to an Asgard for the body to survive and adapt. The babies died. They died of mental deterioration. It had been twenty seven months. It had been two long years and three months and so far they were not getting anywhere, and they weren't getting there, fast.

Harry wasn't alone with Thor. Freya was an Asgardian ally of his. Then Rose had been pestering him to help with the medical experiments, and maybe a part of her hoped she could look after one of the babies if they started surviving. However, what really called to her was she wanted to learn to be a doctor, and it was hard for her with her lacklustre of an education thanks to Hogwarts, so she took any chance she could to learn about medicines and medical technologies, even if they were highly advanced and alien medical stuff while she was at collage trying to finish her GCSE's before heading to university to get her O and A levels before she finally getting to medical school.

Rosette was a bright young woman, and it was a long and trying path she was choosing so that she could help people in her own way. She leant at a fast rate, just like Harry did, but before she had been held back by her family. She hadn't ever been the rebellious type, but when she had a big brother like Harry, she got there, and knew how to think outside of the box, and see how others did too, which allowed her to understand better than most could.

Kalam was at school getting his education back in the UK, and commuted home to LA where they had been staying for a while via teleport, which apparently wowed his new friends. Teleportation wasn't very wide spread when the average person could get on a bus that could fly them from one side of the world to the other in a few hours for around forty dollars. The airlines didn't seem to appreciate that; his included, but no one lost jobs (on his airline), but rather were relocated.

Harry had suggested that Kalam or Kale as his friends called him, stay in LA and go to one of their schools, but he rather liked the school Harry had started him in and enjoyed getting to show off and be the centre of attention as younger brother of Harry Evans. He never did get to borrow some of Terry's fame to have some fun and be special, but Harry had something better, and that was infamy, in the muggle world, and magical world, for different, opposing reasons.

Lily Evans had been a genius at school, and could have rivalled her son if she hadn't been ensnared by all of the lies. Rose sometimes caught her mother crying around the house, and felt terrible that all she could do was cuddle her and try to make her feel as good as she could. It hadn't been her fault, and they knew she had fought her hardest, but she had been fighting Albus Dumbledore's magic, and he was not a weakling or a slouch.

James Potter had been arrested but he had managed to get bail because of an incompetent police officer had been imperialised, which was why important buildings all over the planet where buying in mist units. They worked from the idea of magical water that the goblins had that spayed a person and broke magic from them, but they were more advanced than mere now, and were a field around any and all entrances and exits, not mentioning the portable devices crafted into mundane things such as watches, necklaces or bracelets, though not effective against potions, the portable devices could stop mind trickery and most minor magical inflictions from taking effect.

Potter had already jumped bail as if it was beneath him to answer for the charges brought up against him. They were also hunting Dumbledore for his part in the vile attacks on Lily Evans. There wasn't a judge alive who would have refused her request to have her marriage annulled. No marriage was legal in mostly all western European countries, as well as the US, Canada, Japan and other places if one party to the marriage was doing it against his or her FREE will.

Rosette was trying not to cry while her mother patted her arm in reassurance. She didn't like seeing the babies dying when she could and should have been cooing over their adorable little gurgles. Other than that she made a really good assistant. Lily was actually trying to get some experience herself, so that she could finally find somewhere, and get an education that was worthy of her mind, so she was helping her daughter, and in turn, Rose was helping her with her studies as she fell for the new sciences Harry had created.

Samantha Carter was also present trying to reassure the girl, aiding Lily as the two got on really well. Harry felt that it was nice that his mother made a new best friend (and Sam hung around too many men, and that couldn't be healthy) since her best friend was tortured insane, and ended up in the magical world 'hospital' with her husband. She would retell stories of how Alice and Frank were absolute idiots when it came to their feelings.

That was a time that his mother confessed to having been crushing on a Slytherin, so Harry realised where he got that from as Lily and Daphne got on rather well once Lily wasn't under the evil old man's 'hate all Slytherin's magic'. However, finding out that she had a major crush on Bellatrix Black was alarming, not because Bellatrix was another girl, but because Bellatrix had put Alice and Frank in hospital in the first place.

Alice and Frank Longbottom had since been 'liberated' from St. Mungo's and placed in a secure EvansCorp medical facility where they were still being flushed of a crap loads of potions that were not doing them any good. They were now well on their way to a full recovery, and with weakly treatments to get them over the trauma with their son Neville eternally grateful, but royally furious that the magical world, or more like Dumbledore would do that to his parents to keep them from seeing that something was wrong with Lily, and worse, Bellatrix hadn't actually attacked them.

Rosette had listened with her mouth hanging open in horror as she realised that Bellatrix Lestrange/Black had been there, intent to kill them, but Alice pleaded with her, begged her, and then she stopped. She no longer looked crazed, and she turned on her husband and his brother before she was subdued and had to watch them torture the Longbottom's 'insane'. They didn't know who was holding Bellatrix on a leash but she now had a 'kill as a last resort' tag on her head while law agencies around the world had her name and face tagged as 'capture with extreme prejudice, but death as a LAST resort ONLY'.

Harry looked around the huge lab. It was vast with few workers, and matte white walls and ceiling, and had tubes and glass chambers of varying colours with Human and Asgard technology, computers and cloning chambers containing biological elements of the makeup of Asgardians. Then they had tubes to the sides that would add in the new genetic samples.

Harry felt like he was failing their whole species. He wanted to help. He wanted to show them the world they were missing with the way they had let themselves evolve with technology ruling them that they couldn't experience love, or appreciate touch, or even enjoy sex because they didn't have the parts to even engage in sex anymore. Though, he mildly noted that if they did it would have likely been a moot point that they needed to do this.

The Humans were wearing white medical scrubs, but Thor and Freya were both without clothes as nether had any real gender, or anything to hide. They had no need to wear clothes as long as the temperature was constant they would never get too cold or too hot, which was annoying as that made the room slightly sweaty sometimes when they had been working so hard, and the smell got bad, even with the ventilation systems.

"I am sorry," Thor said, looking sad but Harry couldn't fully tell. Thor's species no longer had emotions in the same way as most species, which was sad as he was the one comforting him. "I know you want to help my people so much, but the child's minds cannot handle the strain of this form of creation-."

"That's it!" Harry cried out shocking them as he started typing away at his computer screen as he threw himself into the seat at a main desk with wide eyes. "That's it... one more time... no more or you'll end up like this again," he said with a wide grin as they all stared at him, confused.

"Umm... Harry, care to elaborate...?" Sam asked while trying to see what he was doing on the computer's several holo screens over his shoulder but he was working too fast that she couldn't quite piece things together.

"The infants minds can't cope," he said, amused that she hadn't figured it out. "However, a teenage mind could possibly work; they would be more stable, highly functional, and much more adaptive-."

"But they would be brain dead," she replied, concerned. "They still wouldn't have any kind of mind."

"But if we transfer an Asgard into the body. One last clone!" he replied, shocking her. "Then they can breed... the slow cook so to speak would-."

"Allow the child to adapt to the more primitive mind, yet at the same time adapt to the superior body!" she said in awe. "If one was born naturally it might just work... but we would need a... test pilot."

"Hmm..." Thor muttered as he held a tablet computer looking over the calculations that Harry was imputing too fast for a human to register, but he caught everything at a glance. "I see. Yes. It could possibly work," he agreed thoughtfully. "We try this new plan once, and once only. If it does not work, I would not know where to continue. It is potentially dangerous. I shall be your test pilot."

"No!"

They were surprised as Freya spoke up looking at the tablet he held with a shake of her head as she watched the calculations fly by, and though she wasn't as smart as neither Harry nor Thor she understood enough to know the dangers and find them troubling.

"You are too important to our races survival for us to use you as a test subject!" she commented without a thought more about it. "However, I am not. I would be the logical choice. Allow me this chance to hope to save our people."

Thor's brow frowned as he thought. "If this is what you choose?"

"Yes it is," she agreed with a simple nod.

"We shall not begin until all of the calculations have been checked several times," he finished, and though he may not have realised it he did care for her, but differently, weakened down, watered, it was a pale facsimile to real feelings, but they were still feelings.

She nodded in agreement before turning to Harry. "You refer to me in the feminine," she said, "and I have only used female human projections through worlds, so a female body would be preferred if that is okay with you."

"Female bodies are easier to create, especially for our first run at a more... aged body," he agreed as he continued typing in calculations. "Rosie, maybe you could take Freya for a sync test over on that machine," he said pointing to one of the machines they hadn't been using because they hadn't thought it was needed.

She looked at him confused but Freya touched her hand, getting her attention. "Do not worry. It is quite a simple machine to operate and I shall guide you through it. It is not harmful to me or anyone, so do not feel concerned; you shall one day make a most wonderful doctor."

"O-okay, thank you, Freya," she said, blushing as she led the way to the other side of the lab, pleased with the compliment.

"Umm... Harry, you know she is just a child, still?" Sam interrupted him. "You should at least have asked someone to help her."

"I'll go and keep her company!" Lily suggested.

"No, I think she'll be fine," Harry said, stopping her. "I know I sometimes think she's older than she is, but I have faith in her. If I kept doing everything for her, she would always fall back on me to catch her when I know she can walk on her own two feet with her head held high," he replied with an impish and proud smile as he looked over to see his sister getting on with things, asking Freya anything and everything and Freya liked to teach. "Anyway, she's my little sister, and has some cool brains in her head. She would have figured it out herself just because like me, she's awesome!"

"Big headed much?" Carter asked with a small grin as he laughed it off and stuck his tongue out childishly.

"Who built a Stargate?" he retorted playfully, "and you wouldn't believe what I just finished building that means someone has to invent an even better word to use than awesome, because awesome just doesn't say enough-."

They were interrupted by a bleeping before Harry answered the comm., looking away from Sam's curious and accusing gaze as a holo-screen popped up. "SGC this is SG-Three. We have a problem. It's a Prier. We're stranded. We're only communicating because of the EVoNet signal boosters, and the mana is low while disconnected from the network, we have a weak connection that keeps dropping in and out like cell phones used too. We're barely getting through. This is one-way only. We're too far away, and without an open Stargate it is almost useless; we're bouncing signals off a few unknown alien satellites we picked up, so they may be listening in, and not all friendly-."

The line went dead with a hiss and a cackle and the scream, which had been fuzzy like bad reception before digital TV, fuzzed with no sign of a person in the black and white pixels as there was before.

"Where are SG-Three?" Harry asked Sam quickly.

"They're on an off-world scouting mission. They found humans living in a primitive ancient Rome style city. They left a few weeks ago," she replied in concern as she opened comm. with the SGC. "General, did you pick up that distress call?"

"Yes we did!" he agreed as the SGC briefing room contained the rest of SG1 appeared on holo screen. "I'm organising a rescue team now. Sam it would be good to have you on-board. SG-One will be heading through the gate in one hour. I suggest you use your gate after SG-One has arrived so that you can rendezvous and prepare and e-vac if possible."

"Negative," Harry replied with a wicked grin that scared Sam. "Rosie, m-mum," he said, still feeling uncomfortable calling her mum but did it because he knew it made her happy, "I'm popping out!" he yelled, and before she could react he and Sam had swished away in a flash of white light with the rest of SG-One from the SGC, leaving Jack O' Neill alone staring at Thor as he continued working as if that kind of oddity had became normal to him, but then he had been living on his ship and spending most of his time on the earth working on the project with Harry, so maybe that was normal now.

"So," Jack said. "Looking forward to the quidditch match tomorrow?" he asked quickly. "LA just started a team, the Sky Hops, and they'll be playing London's Royal Flush's, for an exhibition match to show off the new Ford Skyraider sleds they'll all be riding! So they'll all be on equal terms, and I honestly wish I could play in the match, I love my Mitsubishi, but damn those new Skyraiders look cool!"

"Hmm," Thor mumbled without giving it much thought. "I am sorry Jack O'Neill; I do not partake in sporting events. I am too busy. Perhaps if our new plan works however, we could go to a world cup game together as my new self would likely find such enjoyable."

"Umm, okay, I don't know what you mean by that but, yeah, sounds fine," he agreed when the comm. went silent and the holo screen was gone, as Thor often forgot to say bye before hanging up the phone, which left Jack pouting the other side before a young man with corporal stripe barged in to the conference room.

Jack mealy looked at him in question as he remembered all of the times he hadn't knocked on the generals' door, and he could always tell that Hammond was cross with him, but he let him get away with it anyway, but then he was a Colonel. There was a bigger gap between his rank of general now, and a corporal who needed to lay off the fast food if his red face and out of breath were anything to go by.

"Sir!" the young man cried out, panting for breath. "I was sent to get you. Something, something big was just detected in the English Channel!" he said while out of breath.

Jack rolled his eyes but panted as he had run passed the young man and to the newly designed ops deck that was more like something out of a science fiction movie with rows of desks, huge screens and holograms all over the place, but it was the huge holo screen in front of him at the control desk that showed 'it'.

It wasn't as big as he had imagined, but it was quite mighty anyway. "Sir!" the woman at the desk called to get his attention. "That thing is 622 metres long, and at its tallest 190 metres with its widest, 248 metres!" she said as they got satellite images streaming live feed.

The ship was impressive. It was sleek and long to a point-rounded nose with a ring section not quite around the tip. It spread back with sleek and smooth wings within the centre, and then out to a fatter rear with glowing blue lights where the main forward engines were. Then like the front it had a large ring around the rear, elongated with four spoilers, two at the sides, one at the top, and one at the bottom.

The bridge of the ship was at the top, but centralised, not sticking up or out. Sections of the rings, wings, and lower and upper hull glowed with deep blue light. The ship was painted with most of the lower sections in black while the upper sections were crimson. It had white writing in certain, perfect locations that gave it a name, in writing that was written in English, but the ships name was Latin.

"The High Mobile Space Battleship Spiritus!" the woman said as she read the words as the ship slipped through the earth's atmosphere and they watched as moments later it had shot a way in a flash of blue, jumping into hyperspace.

"That ship had the EvansCorp logo on it, right?" Jack asked to make sure he wasn't seeing things, and he got some nods, "and you noticed the EVoNet logo next to it right?" he asked while other operations staff nodded in agreement. "Good, good; I just wanted to know that I didn't need to retire young... well younger than most anyway! And I especially don't want to go into the nut house; that sounds like a drag."

"General...!"

He jumped as a holo window opened up to show the bridge of an unfamiliar ship with SGC personnel flying it. It was cream and red with Harry waving from the captain's chair. It was large and spacious with SG1 on it with Sam up front looking more shocked than he was, and he was the one who witnessed that thing take off from whatever, no longer secret facility Harry had hidden in the English Channel.

"Yes, Sam?" he asked the woman as she strangely waited for his answer.

"I well," she said after a few moments of thought. "I think Harry just made our ships look like antiques!"

"I did notice!" he agreed, amazed and shaking his head clear. "How long until you get to the world?" he asked quickly.

"Twelve hours and thirty-two minutes, sir!" the ships pilot answered. He was wearing a red and black uniform that had no spandex in it, thankfully.

"The ship is fully stocked, sir, do not worry about us!" a woman said from another console. "The Spiritus is the most powerful and fastest ship the earth has, and we will do our best to make you proud!" she finished before they hung up on him before he could say or do more.

It was a few moments later that alerts kept coming in as countries all over the world had detected the Spiritus as they hadn't tried hard enough, or at all to hide a whacking great big ship pushing out of the ocean, flying into space and then disappearing, especially since the holo screens flipped through TV channels, seeing blurred pictures of the ship, even one showing them the ships name.

"This can't be good, can it?" Jack asked no one, and got no answer as he picked up a red phone, it scanned his biometrics and he typed in the passcode before it started ringing, and then it was answered.

"It is time!" the man on the other end said without waiting for a second.

"When they get back from their mission...!?" Jack asked as they made the mess; they should at least try to correct it.

"Agreed," he replied before the line went dead.

Back in England, after school, Kalam grinned as he saw the news on his phone that evening, on his way home. His mum picked him up normally, but today she had called and said she was too busy. But that wasn't what amused him. It was his brother. The so-called alien ship was certainly the Spiritus. He had been sworn to secrecy, and it was so worth it.

He knew; his brother always said there was a time and place for everything. Kalam knew it was the time, and couldn't wait to find out where the place was.

"Kale...!"

He looked back at his girlfriend with a sheepish grin as she was holding his hand while he dragged her through the street to the teleporters back at his brothers' main building. He had promised to take her home to LA for the weekend. She hadn't wanted to leave the country or anything and was real nervous about meeting his family.

She wasn't a natural like he was which put her more on edge. She had light red hair and blue eyes while wearing glasses that he thought looked cute on her. She was a nerdy girl but since the first day he saw her he felt attracted. She didn't want to ruin everything, as first impressions were the ones that stuck the most.

"Sorry!" he said sheepishly. "I just want to get home before... um... well that space ship thing, sounds cool, huh?"

"There are always rumours!" she replied with narrowed eyes, "so that ship? Your brother built it; then what about the Stargate?" she asked in a rush. "And I don't mean that stupid TV show, but the real thing!?" she asked, looking desperate he saw a slither of grey, milky skin slide over her cheeks as if pealing back with the light.

"K-Kaylee?" he asked, feeling concerned as he saw her eyes, and they were orange and slanted; her long purple tongue lashed out several inches too far, licking his lips. "Take me, take me to the Stargate my love; I knew you could do it, please, we mean your people no harm!"

"What are you?" he demanded as they entered the EvansCorp building and everything human streamed away from her, leaving her, in her clothes, but certainly not human, but still he looked at her, and he couldn't help but still love her.

to be continued...