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"Talking"
"Thinking"
"Wireless/communication"
Chapter 6: The old and the new
Colonial refugee fleet, 3 days later
The reorganization of the fleet was still underway. It would take time. Relocating so many people from ship to ship was difficult. The other problem was the relocation of important hubs of manufacturing and processing to the outpostship. That too would take time.
Many people liked the 2 domes designed for habitation. They had a small town in both of them. Not unlike Cloud 9, but much bigger and more optimized in the usage of space. The problem arose, when too many people wanted to live on the outpostship. It exceeded it's normal capacity, and the evacuation capacity was meant only for a short amount of time.
Riots were averted, when a system of rotations was implemented, so that everyone had a chance to live on the outpostship. Even if for a limited time. The lower levels were also crammed to capacity, but were designed more in the style of a space ship, windows into space and all.
The military was less picky. They just used the large barracks facility in the main pyramid structure. Why not take advantage of it? That was what it was designed for. On the upper parts of the pyramid, the Quorum took up residence, even if the president did not like it. She decided to remain on Colonial One, but Baltar was already looking into how the removed transporter from the planet Kobol could be put to good use there. The large military vessels all already had one transport ship each in their hangars, for the single use of speeding up movement from ship to ship, since they all had a transporter platform in them. The civilian ships were not all so lucky. Since there were not as many transport ships as there were ships in the refugee fleet, only the biggest, most crowded or most important civilian ships got one transport ship.
The military was now in charge of keeping peace and order. Even more so now, since they had to keep all the alien ships and tech under control, less they be exploited and taken apart by the black market gangs. Baltar, with the help from Lt. Dualla, found ways to lock everyone out of critical systems. Since the locked out panels were made from the same material as the ships themselves, anyone without access would have a hard time cutting thru them.
The lower levels of the outpostship were mostly under military control. The only civilians that were allowed there were industrial workers or pilots. Chief Tyrol took charge of the hangars and the lower levels and made sure there would not be any underhanded dealings going on.
The 2 'free' domes were also put to good use. The Colonials converted them into plantations. With the Gemenon ring still in use, they managed to get allot of mobile equipment and seeds from the colonies. It would not be enough to feed almost 300.000 people, but it would be a good supplement to their otherwise one sided daily food intake from the processing ship. It was also finally a chance to put the otherwise pacifistic Sagittarians to work and to use the knowledge of farming from the Aerilans.
The last dome was the tech/entertainment dome. Because of the overcrowding issue, it was also used for the population, but not as much or exclusively.
The next course of action was decided. Finding Earth. Baltar was made the head scientist in charge to unravel the alien tech. He took that position without any objections. He was barely restraining himself. To understand such advanced tech was something he needed to do. His ego drove him. But at the same time, he and those that went thru the chair experience, were tasked to unlock further use of the ring, as it was now called. If they could find a habitable planet with it, it could solve many problems. But that would not be easy. They were still locked out of the main system. And that was Baltars other task. Figure out how to pass all the remaining 'tests' that the creators of this ship demanded of them.
The mathematical questions were progressively more and more difficult. Even Baltar started to pull his hair out. But it was the philosophical ones that made him want to jump off a cliff. 'I am invisible, but all around you. You can't touch me, and yet I shape the world. I am the weakest of the brothers and yet I move mountains, push seas and spark flames. What am I?' How in the frak could anyone think of wind? And yet, Lt. Dualla and a priest figured it out. It was then that Baltar realized that he alone could not solve all of this and accepted any help he could get. How he wished that Caprica was with him now. Cylon or not, she was brilliant and he could use her input right now.
Baltar was currently in his new home, a large laboratory in the tech/entertainment dome. The lab had its own living quarters, so it was not a problem for him. He also did not need more than a few minutes to either get a drink, smoke or get to a Quorum meeting. A perfect location for him.
"Oh Gaius, I knew you missed me." spoke a seductive voice behind him.
"Uhhh, It's you again. What do you want now?" he asked the imaginary Six behind him.
"You were just thinking of how much you missed me. So I came. Not in the good way by the way."
"I was thinking of the real Caprica, not a run amok fantasy of mine."
"Now Gaius, is that any way to thank me? I was the one that told you to go to Kobol. And look what it got you. A home for your people, at least for now. And all the toys you could ever want."
"That is nice and all, but why are you here? There is always a reason."
"I'm just checking up on you. I'm going to be gone for a while. I have other obligations as well. So until then, bye Gaius."
With that, she vanished, leaving Baltar frustrated again. Just as he was about to continue with his work of arranging his personnel stuff in the laboratory, the door rang. He went to open the door. It was not unexpected.
"Hello dr. Baltar. You wanted to speak with me?"
"Ah, yes, Mr. Gaeta. Please come in. sorry for the state this lab is in right now, just moved in."
"No problem, dr. Baltar. Now, why did you ask for me?"
"OK, straight to the point. I like that. And call me Gaius, by the way. I asked you here, because I believe that you are one of the most qualified people in the fleet at the moment, besides me, that can do the lab work here. It is quite simple, Mr. Gaeta. I need help. I'm the only real scientist in the fleet and I can't do it all alone. I need help."
"Are you asking for a partner in this research?"
"More of an assistant, but yes, if you prefer partner."
"While I am flattered, you do know that I have a job on Galactica. I'm the computer and dradis expert there."
"Exactly why I think you would be great here. Look, all I'm asking is for you to think about it. I'll talk to the Admiral about it."
After a minute of thinking it over, Gaeta responded: "I will need time to think it over. Is that acceptable?"
"Of course. But don't take too long, OK? I got allot of work here and not all the time in the world."
After that, Lt. Gaeta left and Gaius went back to his unpacking. Several minutes later, the door rang again. This time unexpected. When Gaius opened it, the person in front of him was the last person he expected.
"Mr. Zarek, what a surprise. I wasn't expecting you here."
"I bet you didn't. And now you're asking why I am here. Am I right?"
"Any normal person would be asking, why one Quorum member was visiting another."
Zarek entered Baltar's quarters and sat down behind a lab table. "It's simple. The presidential elections. They will be soon. And I have no illusions of being able to defeat Roslin. She partially made these miracles possible. But you... you made allot more possible. Granted, Adama's brat and the others more so, but you have the charm, brains, a seat on the Quorum and the knowledge to beat her. If you challenge her and take my stance on politics, I'll support you from the shadows. What do you say?"
Baltar was stunned. He expected many things, but not this. "Why would I bother for the presidency? I don't want it. I am more than happy here, in this lab right now. The only time I would agree with you is if Roslin pushes an agenda that the majority of the people would disagree with. And that has not happened."
"Yet. If and when we do find a habitable planet, do you think that the people would want to settle on it, or keep running like beaten dogs searching for some planet gods know where? As I have read in your report, several planets that that ring leads to are capable to sustain human life."
"Barely. And I would not call ice or dessert worlds as prime real estate property."
"You perhaps not. But a simple refugee would. Just think it over. That is all I am asking."
Zarek stood up and left Baltars quarters. Baltar almost found it funny, that minutes ago he made the last sentence to Gaeta sound almost identical to what Zarek just said to him. Just then, he got a call from the wireless he received. They were a temporary measure until they figured the ships comm system out.
"This is Baltar, what is it?"
"Doctor, please report to the ring room. We may have found something on the tundra planet we visited before. An expedition team revisited all the planets we have the addresses to." was Dee's response.
That got his attention. He stopped what he was doing and went to the ring room.
Unknown tundra planet, minutes later
Baltar, Dee and 2 marines, all wearing winter uniforms, exited the ring. After looking around the cave, they went towards the exit, where Apollo was already waiting for them.
"Doc, I think we might have found something. Did you bring what I asked for?"
"You mean the remote control units? Yes. " Baltar waves them in front of Apollo. "I can only think of one reason that we had to bring it. You found something that is activated by it, right?"
"On the cubit. Come."
As Apollo led them to their destination, they did not move to the cave exit, but a side passage way.
As they reached the end of it, Baltar noticed 2 marines and device on the ground now all too familiar to him."
"Another teleportation platform. Well, that is interesting. Have you found any on the other planets?" Baltar looks at Apollo.
"No, and we looked everywhere. So, now we test where this goes. Did you bring the new remote camera unit?"
"Yes, let's not waste anymore time." Baltar put the remote camera on the platform and activated it. After the remote camera disappeared, Balter activated his console to receive the camera signal. "Well, another dark place, but it has an atmosphere and it is breathable. There is also temperature. Warmer than here. I say we try it."
"Agreed doc. I and 2 marines go first, just like before. Should be an old gig for us now."
Apollo and the 2 marines stepped on the platform and Apollo activated it with the remote. After the flash, they activated their flashlights and looked around.
"Well, again, darkness and corridors. OK, let's move out." Apollo commanded.
As they left the transporter corridor, they moved into a much larger and wider corridor. And this one had windows. They looked outside and realized where they were.
"Damn, were in orbit of this planet. So, a ship or space station?" a marine asked.
" Don't know. Yet." Apollo responded and activated his wireless. "Apollo to Baltar, this platform leads to a ship or space station in orbit of this planet. At least I hope it is in orbit of this planet and not somewhere else. Use your remote control unit and come up. we have another scouting mission ahead of us. Also, tell the marines to return to the Kobol ship and report this to Nash and the admiral."
Minutes later Apollo, Dee, Baltar and the 2 marines were exploring the still unknown location. They had finally reached an area with a console.
"Well, let's have a look see. Lt. Dualla, could you assist me?" Baltar asked.
"Yes doctor. It seems to be a control panel for a docking port."
"That would explain the large contraption outside. Must be their version of a docking port. "a marine noted, when he looked outside the window.
"Yes, but I think we can get access to some relevant data ... look, here is a schematic of this facility or ship... here is the CIC, 2 decks above us. The stairs on our left can get us there. "Dee pointed to the left doorway leaving the main corridor.
"OK, we go there, stick together." Apollo ordered.
As they reached the CIC, Baltar and Dee went immediately to work. Activating the consoles in the rather small tri shaped room, they started to read the info before them.
"OK, we are on a satellite, according to this." Dee pointed out on the console." If I am reading this correctly, it is a terraforming station."
"A terra-what now?" a marine asked.
"Terraforming. It means planetary engineering, changing the atmosphere, topography, planetary core, magnetic sphere, temperature... the works. It means that this station could theoretically change the frozen rock bellow us into a planet with a nice climate." Baltar explained.
The remaining members of the group stopped what they were doing and just looked the the scientist.
"Doc, do you understand what you just said?" Apollo asked him.
"Of course I do. If this station was made by the same people that made the 2 ships now under our control, this does not surprise me. A race as developed as them must have created this technology to create more living space for themselves. Makes sense. There are a limited number of planets that can support life, but if you have the tech for it, you can bypass this by just turning existing radiated, barred, ice, lava, desert and so on, type of planets into habitable ones."
Silence again. During this, Dee went to work again, looking at the info of this station. Just then, the wireless activated, and they heard a voice.
"This is commander Nash, commander Adama, do you hear me, over?"
"We hear you sir. We are in orbit of the planet you are on at the moment. A space station of some kind. It seems to have been built by the same people that made the Discovery and the Kobol ship."
"OK, we are coming up to you. Any idea what its purpose is?"
"According to Lt. Duall and Baltar, it is a terraforming station, made to change to ice planet below to a habitable one. Well, one more habitable." While he explained, he ordered the 2 marines to return to the platform to greet the commander and guide him and his escorts' to the CIC room.
"Copy, Adama. Will talk more when I get there. Nash out."
"Sir, come take a look at this." Dee told Apollo and the others." According to the info on this console, this is one of many stations that were deployed in this galaxy. In fact, over 100.000 years ago, this station was one of many that terraformed... if I see this correctly" she points out to the star chart on the display" the Cyrannus cluster!"
Baltar looked at the map. "By the gods. Our colonies were dead worlds before they were terraformed? Well, this is surprising, even to me. But can you imagine the shit storm the Sagittarians will make, once they hear of this. Or the Gemenise? Oh, apology, Lt. Dualla, no offense meant."
"Non taken, but yes, I agree. This will be a problem. According to this, the planet that was the command and control center for these stations, was Kobolous. Our outpostship, to be precise."
"Figures. And we are still locked out. Any progress on that, doctor?" Apollo asked.
"Some, but you have to understand, the people who build these, expected us to have years to solve them. Being under pressure is not helping here."
"OK, moving on. Can this satellite do it? Terraform this planet below us?" Apollo asked.
"Yes, that is a good question. Can it?" commander Nash asked as he and his escorts arrived.
"According to this it can, but the strange thing is that all the satellites received the command to enter a deteriorating orbit millennia ago. The confirmation was sent, and according to this, all but this one have crashed on their planets. This one stopped, when an overwrite was received. And it was not send all too long ago." Dee explained as she read off the console.
"A question for another day. Something else. Can we discover, where we are compared to the position of the fleet using this station?" commander Nash asked.
Baltar and Dee went to work, with the other marines that received some rudimentary training on this alien tech aiding them. After a few minutes, they managed to activate a small star map. With the planet below as It's center, they now had a star map stretching for 1000 Ly in all directions. But they noticed something else. Some stars were marked with symbols.
"Are those.." Apollo began to ask.
"Yes, they are symbols for the rings and I recognize 2 of the listed symbol orders. One of the desert planets and the arid planet. Both within 500 ly of this one. And looking at the map, I think I know where the fleet is." Baltar smiled.
"How would you know that. I can't make any sense of these constellations." commander Nash argued.
"The nebula. This planet is inside a large nebula. We have spotted it on our telescopes. Stellar object M451. About 620 ly from the fleets location from the direction of Kobol. So they should be about there." Baltar answers and points to a location on the map.
"So to surmise, the planet below can be terraformed by this station into a Caprica like planet and this planet is in a nebula? I would call this a strategically strong position. A good place to hide if it messes up the dradis." commander Nash thought out loud.
"Yes and on top of that nebula's don't have habitable planets, at least naturally, so the Cylons would never look in one in the first place." Baltar added.
Nash nodded. "Apollo, you and your team stay here. Continue searching for anything valuable or of interest. I'll go back and brief the admiral and president. Good work." The commander saluted and exited the room with 2 marines. Everyone else returned to work.
Earth, SGC, gate room, same time
The stargate deactivated as SG-1 moved off the raised platform to greet general Hammond.
"SG-1, welcome back. So, how is the mission? Will the Eurondans keep their end of the deal?" the general asked.
"Well ,sir, I have bad news as well as good and better news." O'Neill began explaining." The bad news, the Eurondans that contacted us were lying bastards and were not interested in keeping the deal once we would be of no further use to them."
"If that is the bad news, I hope the good news are really good."
"Even better sir. You see, the Eurondans that we met were space Nazis. The whole hair color, skin color, who can have kids with whom... all of that BS. And the war they were fighting, it was their fault. They started it!" O'Neill wanted to rage.
"Sir, I think I should continue." Carter stopped O'Neill and continued briefing the general. " We made contact with the other faction, or as the 'Nazi' Eurondans" she looks at O'Neill, who smiles at that remark "call them, the Breeders, because they liked genetic diversity. Those Eurondans were more than willing to cooperate with us. We gave them the info we got from Alar and they used it to get a quick victory. Alar and his group will be put on trial for their crimes. As for the 'good' Eurondans, they were grateful. They want to open negotiations with us. They need help to rebuild their world. They have heavy water, so no need for that, but they need food, medicine, building material and engineers. I think we can definitely help them there."
"OK, that sounds something I could sell to Washington, but what do we get out of it?" the general asked.
"In one word George, everything. The fusion reactors, the force field generators, neural interfaces, remote controlled fighters... the whole show!" O'Neill smiled. "And we checked their background so that Daniel here won't complain again. They are the good guys."
"Yes sir, and not just the schematics, but they want to build them for us. Their industry is focused on war, so they will need time to change that back and clean their planet. Mostly the poisons that Alar's group dumped on them. Until then, these are their exporting goods. And they want us as a customer, in exchange for the things that I mentioned." Carter added.
"Well... all I can say, good job, SG-1. Take a break and a shower. We'll debrief in 1 hour. Dismissed."
As the SG-1 members went to their separate quarters, Daniel and Jack stayed together a bit longer.
"Well that went well. Better than expected." Daniel remarked.
"You had any doubts? We used that info and it benefited us and the good Eurondans. What more could you ask for?"
"I guess you're right, but we need to tell more people of this Jack!"
"I know. And I have an idea. We will go visit the Tollans again. But this time, we will have the aces in our hand. I wonder, how the high and mighty will look, when you and I tell them that a Goa'uld will blow them away if we don't start to cooperate."
"OK, but which specific Tollan will you tell. And what about Sam and Teal'c. They are already suspecting something. We can't lie to them anymore."
"Alright, alright! We will tell them when we tell the Tollans. And I think that the Tollans we will tell our secret are Omoc and Narim. According to those ancient writings, the Curia leader can't be trusted, when push comes to shove. You OK with that?"
"Guess I have no choice."
"Good, but we don't tell them any details, except the Tollan destruction, including Carter and Teal'c, got it!"
"Got it. Well, I'm getting that shower now, Jack. See you at the debriefing."
Cylon rebel fleet, 1 day later
War. Days ago, unimaginable. But a war between Cylons was now underway. The rebels saw the irony in that. They always ridiculed the humans for not being able to live in peace and harmony with each other, but now, neither could their children.
The first days of battle were brutal. Both sides lost allot. The rebels concentrated on the removalof the main advantage of Cavil's forces. The shipyards around the main Cylon worlds they did not control, as well as the capture of the colony ship and the resurrection hub.
The first mission went well, almost all enemy shipyards and construction bases were destroyed or crippled. They were also winning battles more often even if outnumbered. The main reason was the removal of the talent inhibitors from the raiders and centurions. Now free of their restraints, they were able to think creatively and adapt and learn much better.
The other missions however went not so good. The resurrection hub was taken by the Cavil's before the rebels cold react. As for the colony ship, an assault was made, but that ship alone is a fortress. They only managed to damage it, nothing more. And the losses they suffered, were not worth the result.
Now, both sides were licking their wounds in their corners. Both had resurrection, until one lost all the ships with that capacity, or the hub got destroyed.
On the command Basestar, D'Anna, Boomer, Leoben, Caprica and Cavil were having a discussion.
"Well, that went well. Your idea, as good as it was, didn't work out entirely as planned. The other Cavil's anticipated our move. What if they find a way to cut us from resurrection? " Caprica asked.
"Relax, they can't. They won't risk losing it. If they deactivate it in order to study it and learn how it works, there is no guarantee that they could reassemble it successfully back again. No, only our parents know the whole process of how it works." Cavil answered.
"Speaking of the final five, who are they? I have tolerated many things until now, including the facts that we learned from you that your bastard model killed number Seven, killed our parents, lobotomized the raiders and centurions and turned us into pseudo sleeper agents! So, your last hidden card, Cavil. I want to know! Who are the final five? Have they already died and are in the hands of your bastard copies!?" D'Anna screamed.
"Oh, don't worry, my dear. They are safe with the Colonial fleet. Yes, for some strange reason, god not only spared those Colonials and gave them new ways to survive, but god also made sure that our parents are all still alive in the Colonial fleet. That is one of the reasons that I had a change of heart."
"They are... but... OK enough riddles, who are they!?" D'Anna demanded.
"Uhhh, so impatient. All right. Tory Foster, Galen Tyrol, Saul Tigh, Ellen Tigh and of course, the man who also changed me when I was with the resistance on Caprica, Samuel Anders. There, you satisfied now?"
Silence followed. After several minutes, Bommer spoke: "The Chief!? He's a final five? What the frak... you know of our relationship?! And now I learn..."
"Yes, in a way, he is your father too. Not in the biological sense, but you understand. Anyway, now that this is settled, I have some problematic news to share with you." Cavil said and activated a monitor. On the screen, a hangar was shown and in it a ship of unknown origin.
"OK, what is this? What are we looking at?" Demanded Caprica.
"Information, my dear. Information from the enemy camp. Someone on the other side is supporting us in secret. I don't know who, I doubt that it could be another of my models and the Fives were always all the boot licking type. There has to be a model Four that is doing this. As for the image, if it is not obvious, it's an alien ship. According to the flash message I received, the other Cavils, after seeing the Colonials acquire some alien ships, started to take a closer look of the Kobol star system and its surroundings. And unfortunately, they found something."
"It looks like it's in a hangar of the colony. Is that why you insisted we attack it?" D'Anna asked.
"Yes. The source said that he will try to sabotage it, if possible. But for now, this is all we have on this matter."
"Why would the fact that the Colonials now have some alien hardware inspire the other Cavil's to search the Kobol star system?" Caprica asked.
"Simple. Our Cylon ancestors came from Kobol, as you now know. But what was only myth until recently, were the stories of our ancestors finding a crashed ship of unknown origin on Kobol. Using some of the tech on it, our ancestors created the jump drives and the organic memory transfer technology. I guess that my brothers believed that if that myth was true, there could be other tech of alien origin to find. And unfortunately, they were right."
Silence followed. "Are you frakin kidding us? So the resurrection and FTL we use is of alien origin?!" Boomer asked.
"It would appear so. And I can only suspect that the 12 tribes that remained on Kobol must have found some of the FTL tech of our ancestors and copied it."
"So now what, oh great one. What is your plan now?" D'Anna asked sarcastically.
"There are 2 things we should do. First, we need to contact the Colonials. They might be interested to help us. The other is to either capture the colony ship with the alien ship on it, or destroy them both."
"The way I see it, the Colonials owe us now. With your help they got what they wanted." Boomer pointed out.
"No, if we try to force them, it would only make things worse." Caprica protested.
"I agree. We destroyed their civilization. They owe us nothing. If we find them, we ask them. But only after showing them proof of the alien ship and explaining the status of the Cylon war. Until then, we stick to our strengths. We hit them in their soft spots. They can't defend everywhere, so the mining, refining and manufacturing centers." Cavil laid out his plan.
"But that plan is only good for as long as we can use the mobility of our forces, the freed Centurions and Raiders and out higher numbers to our advantage. If they manage to figure out how the hub really functions and cut us off the resurrection grid, or reverse some of the alien tech, we get bent over." D'Anna pointed out. " I agree with your plan and someone has to go and search for the Colonials. We should remind the Colonials that if the other Cavil's win, they will start to hunt them again. As the old human saying goes: 'The enemy of my enemy is my friend'."
"So, do we vote?" Cavil asked.
All the models agreed. "But who will be sent to look for them? and with what resources and ships?" Boomer asked.
"Well, me and D'Anna are needed here for the war. You shot Adama, so you're out, Boomer. Leoben is too attached to that fighter pilot, so he's out as well." Cavil explains. Then he looks at Caprica. "But you, my dear. You have a special connection to their vice president, don't you. You, Boomer and Sharon were the first to ignore the plan. I nominate you for that task. As for the forces you will get... can't spare more than 2 Basestars for this. Lets vote on it."
Caprica was shocked that Cavil choose her. But during this debate, someone appeared besides her.
"Well, I believe that is a good idea. The course of the worthy Cylon people has to be with the Colonials." said the illusion Baltar.
"What are you doing here? I don't have time for this." she whispered.
"Now, now. Be nice. I did help you to get control of yourself after you had the near emotional crack down. Besides, this Cavil is right. Your destiny is with the Colonials." illusion Baltar responds, before he disappears.
"Well, Caprica? What do you say?" D'Anna asks he.
"Huh, what? Oh, emmm... yes. OK, I accept. You all happy now?"
"Very well. Best start prepping. You will leave ASAP. Look for any possible indicators where they could have been. Any possible routes that they could have taken. I will provide you with the course that should lead you to Earth, as well as a planet, where the 13th tribe took a break from their travels." Cavil ordered her.
After a few more minutes, the meeting was over and they all went back to their tasks.
Colonial refugee fleet, 2 days later
Admiral Adama was looking at the photos of the tundra planet that the terraforming satellite was orbiting. The pictures were taken from the satelite itself, since the Colonials did not have any other means to make them.
"This planet really looks barely habitable from where I stand. But I think that having a rest there to repair some of the ships and resupply on water would be good ideas. also, if that satellite could be salvaged for spare parts, so much the better." Admiral Adama noted.
"Agreed, and our people could all use some R&R, us included. I just have a feeling that many people will not just want to have a rest there." Roslin, who was sitting next to him, replied.
"Well, Lee, Jason, what do you think?" Admiral Adama asked his son and commander Nash.
"Well, I agree with the plan, but if that satellite could finish what it started..." Apollo began.
"It could turn this ice cube into another Caprica, given time. Baltar is still crunching the numbers. Apparently, it already did the hard work, like the heating up of the core, increasing atmospheric density and adding elements that will trap heat better. Some controlled green house effect, Baltar called it. Anyway, sir, we have to address the big issue here. I think that this planet could be colonized. And then we finish the satellites work. Not to mention the strategic location of the planet. Inside a nebula!" commander Nash continued.
"On principle, I have to agree with that assessment. But our mission is to find the 13th tribe and ask for their help. we will not get rid of the Cylon threat by hiding inside a nebula." The president countered.
"I have to concur with the president. And besides, she has the final word." Admiral Adama added.
"Unless the people disagree with her." Baltar added, just as he came into the room.
"Excuse me, Mr. vice president, but what do you mean with that?" Admiral Adama asked.
"Well, we are still a democracy, at least on paper. I should inform you, madam president, that Tom Zarek came to me and asked for my help in taking the presidency from you."
"I should have seen that one coming." Roslin cursed. "And what did you do?"
"For the moment nothing. I told him that I have no desire for the seat of the president, but if you go against your people, you will lose my support! Including me researching the alien tech! The people need to know about this planet and its potential. I have studied the logs of the satellite. In just under 20 years, it could terraform the tundra planet in a Caprica type planet! It has enough energy for that. If the people decide to settle on that planet based on that information, who are you to deny them that!" Baltar challenged the president. "Unless you want to throw away your presidency."
"Is that a threat?"
"A warning. If you support a public vote on the settlement question, I will support you on your presidency. It is as simple as that."
After a moment, Roslin sighed. "It is true what they say about politics, is it not? That it's a bitch? All right, doctor! You will get your vote. Anything else?"
"One other thing regarding the Kobol ship. Dr. Cottle and I have been studying the medical bay and its equipment. Apparently, there are some devices that emit some form of radiation. It is harmless to healthy cells, but deadly to any non healthy ones. Cancer included. And they have positive effect on healthy cells too, like healing wounds, healing damaged DNA and helping with diseases. Cottle is really happy, since it is not a pill or a needle, the Sagittarians should not complain as much. Anyway, thought you should know, if your condition returns." Baltar explained and walked out.
After Baltar left, Lee spoke: "He is right, madam president. Like or not, this is still a democracy, unless you want martial law declared?"
"Of course not! But it annoys me that he is using this system against me and the plan we had."
"The problem with democracy is that it is not a perfect system, Laura. It's just better than all the others that came before it." Admiral Adama laughed.
Tollana, 1 day later
SG-1 arrived on the planet Tollana and was greeted by Narim.
"Samantha, Colonel O'Neill, Dr. Jackson and Teal'c, welcome to Tollana. I understand that there is something you wish to discuss with us?" Narim asked.
"Good to see you to Narim." Sam responded and hugged him. "But the colonel knows the reasons as to why we are here and I would like to know as well."
"Let's go to your place Narim. Is Omoc anywhere to be found?" Jack asked.
"Unfortunately, he has business with the Curia council, so no."
"OK, let's go to your pace anyway, Daniel and I have things to tell you. Sam and Teal'c as well." Jack answered.
After being disarmed, SG-1 and Narim walked to his home. Once they were all inside and seated around a table, O'Neill began to explain.
"You see Narim, the reason that we wanted to talk with you is this. We have found knowledge of the future written by an Ancient and addressed to Daniel here. This was on Earth. Ever since then, Daniel and I have been trying to come up with ways to change the many things that will happen in the future." O'Neill said.
Silence followed. After several minutes, Sam spoke. "Sir, is that the reason that you and Daniel have acted so strangely lately?"
"Indeed, I too have observed some odd behavior by you O'Neill as well as you Daniel Jackson." Teal'c added.
"Yeah, that is the reason. And before you ask, Daniel wanted to tell you, but I said no. We have to keep the number of people that know of this kept to a minimum. If I tell George, he will have to tell the president. And if the president knows, jerks like Kinsey will know."
Finally, Narim spoke. "I find this highly doubtful. I think this is another trick to get access to our technology. I think..."
"Oh, for crying out loud, you arrogant ass hole! We came here to warn you, that in about a year, the system lord Anubis will rise to power again! He will have access to Ancient tech and because of that, his mother-ships will laugh at your ion cannons! Worse than that is that your Curia will lie to your people and try to create weapons for him in exchange for not blowing the planet up! High and mighty Tollans, my ass! When push comes to shove, you fold like a weak hand!" Jack raged.
"Jack..." Daniel tried to stop him.
"No, Daniel! I had it with their attitude. You want to know something else, Narim? Your Curia will have Omoc killed, because he would have rather died than sold out his people. That is your planet's future! Take it or do something about it!"
Silence followed again.
"But O'Neill. It was said that Anubis died. How could he have returned?" Teal'c asked.
"Based on the text that I managed to translate, Anubis will partially ascend, or already has. You know, like the woman Omar in Kheb. But she is all the way ascended. But even so, Anubis will be a great danger. He is no joke. Right now, we are waiting for Thor to translate the entire text." Daniel explained.
"Wait, Thor? You told him?" Sam asked.
"We had to tell someone and who better than the Asgard, who were once buddies with the Ancients." O'Neill replied.
"Thor promised to translate the text and give us the information. But I must confess, it has been a while since we heard from him." Daniel added.
Narim, who was silent all this time, finally spoke. "Tollana destroyed? But how, surely we could have developed a weapon to counter the shield and weapon upgrades that Anubis will poses."
"And do you really think that any snake head would give you time for that? After the show of force they would have you by the balls! They will even demanded that you develop a missile or bomb weapon that included your matter phasing tech. If you ask me, you should start research on something like that right now and not sit on your asses and rely on your current defenses. The Goa'uld may be bastards, but they are not stupid or lazy! You Tollans however, for far too long, were." Jack raged again.
"Indeed we were." A voice spoke behind them. It was Omoc, who had just arrived in Narim's home. "I can't believe I am going to say this, but O'Neill is correct. For too long have we Tollans been complacent. Relying on out technology, never envisioning that the Goa'uld could overtake us."
"Omoc, did you not say that you have Curia business?" Narim asked.
"I did. We are on break and I wanted to see, why you asked me to come to your apartment when SG-1 was on visit to Tollana. But now I see that coming here was not a waste of my time, but a blessing. Thank you for this information, O'Neill. But what do we owe you for this?"
"Look, all that Daniel and I ask for that you hear us out. Thor believes that an alliance of human populated worlds would be a good start. He will even support it. Once we hear back from him, he will contact human worlds that the SCG had good relations with in this future. You guys included. But now, we have to start sharing things. Thro will also try to find a planet suitable for a central base for military operations and diplomatic cooperation. We have our work cut out for us on Earth to get all the governments to cooperate, but once we do, we take this to the interplanetary level."
"So it still comes down to the simple fact. You want our technology?" Narim asked.
"Yes, and your expertise in tech development. Anything we find out there, your scientist get a crack at it as well. Each world will contribute something else. You, the Eurondans and the Orbanian contribute the tech, some other world adds industry or resources, another military power... and so one. It is not a perfect system and I agree that the tech sharing should be limited to the planets defenses and to the central command planet. But it is something." Daniel explained.
Silence again.
"I think that we should consider this. We would still have control of our technology, but starting to share it with those we trust would be a first step. I will try to convince the Curia, you continue on your plan for this alliance, O'Neill." Omoc spoke, before he left Narim's house.
"I never thought that Omoc would one day say something like that." Narim spoke.
"I think no one thought that. But what I want to know, sir, is why have you not told us this sooner?" Carter demanded.
"Simple Carter, the more people know, the more dangerous it gets that it could fall into the wrong hands. Daniel is still translating the damn text, but we now know that before we finally kill Apophis, he will brainwash Teal'c for a short amount of time. Imagine, if T would know of the future and then tell that slimy son of a ..."
"What Jack is trying to say is that it should be kept to as few people as possible. So for now, it is us, Omoc , Thor and Kvasir." Daniel ended Jack's sentence.
"I believe you are correct Daniel Jackson. Even now, the fact that I know that you know of the future, endangers us all. Even if I know no details. But to think that Apophis will..." Teal'c said worried.
"Relax Teal'c, that is why we are going to use it to change it." O'Neill reassured him.
The Phoenix galaxy, orbit of unknown planet, same time
Thor's Biliskner exited hyperspace and entered orbit of a Earth like planet. In orbit, the Asgard ship quickly got company in the form of 3 large ships that approached her from the planet. The planet's orbit was full of artificial satellites, ships and space stations. Their design was very different from the Asgard. Instead of having darker colors, like the Asgard ships, these newcomers used brighter colors, preferably white and gold. The lead ship had the shape of a long dagger, growing wider the further back it went. At a length of 1800 meters, this ship was not small. At half way to the rear multiple small and medium sized wings pointed outwards, almost predatory like. Many weapons were seen on the ships surface, the biggest ones at the point, where the tip of the dagger shape split in two. The 2 smaller escorts had a similar dagger like shape, but 4 larger wings at the back.
On board his ship, Thor received a hail. Responding to it, a tall and furry humanoid creature appeared on his view screen.
"Greetings, I am K'orang, commander of Furling planetary defense of the planet Arcadia. Welcome Asgardian friend. To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?"
"Greetings, I am Thor, supreme commander of the Asgard fleet. I wish o speak with the Furling high council. It is urgent. The Ancients have left knowledge that might change the future. I wish to reestablish the old alliance. I will also contact the Nox after this."
"I see. This is interesting indeed. The old ones have not been heard from for many millennia. Did they leave this message to you?"
"No, but to a special individual of a race called humans."
"Ah, humans. Yes, you call their planet Midgard, don't you? And the old ones called it Avalon and later Terra. But why leave this knowledge to them?"
"It appears, that the humans from Earth are meant to become the fifth race."
"That is interesting indeed. I will inform the high council. I will contact you, when they reply."
Minutes later, Thor was beamed into a golden hall. He was standing in front 7 Furling representatives, 2 of brown, 3 of black, 1 of white and 1 of yellow color. They were all taller 2,5 meters, covered with fur. They possessed long arms with 4 fingers and retractable claws. It was the same on their feet. Their faces had soft features as well as large black eyes.
"Greeting supreme commander Thor. I am Mitch'e, the leader of the Furling high council. It has been many millennia since our races spoke. We understand that there has been a message from the Ancients, addressed to the humans that also involves us? Please, elaborate." spoke the white Furling in the middle of the group.
"Greeting to you as well. Yes, it appears that an Ancient has made the decision to alter the future. I have already informed the Asgard high council. I believe that in order to be successful in using that knowledge, we need to reignite the old alliance. I have read about the future, and the Goa'uld will become a serious threat. Since we are engaged in a war with the Replicators, we request your assistance in the Milky Way galaxy."
"Why not ask for our help in your war with these Replicators?"
"Simple logic. These machines become more powerful the more technology they assimilate. We know that they are a weapon developed by the Ancients. Add the knowledge they have already stolen from us and you realize the threat they pose. If they would get access to your and the Nox knowledge as well, it could be catastrophic. I ask that you help us with the Goa'uld and leave the replicators to us and the humans."
The Furlings looked at each other. A few minutes passed by. During that time, they spoke in their language that resembled more growls and roars.
"We will help you, Thor. But realize, our species has achieved the status where some of us can reach ascension, much like the Ancients. That was the reason for our isolation. Before we help you, we must know all that you learned from this Ancient."
Thor went to explain about their role in the Milky Way galaxy, their war with the Replicators, the status of the Goa'uld and the recent knowledge from Janus that was addressed to one Daniel Jackson.
"Impressive and disturbing at the same time. I sense that you are worried as well, Thor." Mitch'e asked.
"Reading my mind?"
"Heh, you know very well that we are emphatic, not telepathic, like the old ones were. And no, I did not. But your emotions are clear as light. So, what is the next course of action?"
"Send a representative to accompany me to the Nox. Afterwards, I will be visiting Earth. I have a promise to keep."
The Furlings spoke to one another again. After a short debate, the choice was made.
"It has been decided. Commander K'orang will accompany you on the flag ship Kang Rinpoche. You two will depart when you are ready. We will contact your high council to reestablish diplomatic relations and to coordinate our efforts. Anything else?"
"Just one question. How long ago have you colonized this galaxy? It was not known that your people have ventured out of the Tucana galaxy?"
"Simple, you yourself occupy 2 galaxies, why shouldn't we do the same. Besides, since this galaxy is closer to the Milky Way, should it not be better suited for this plan?"
"Yes, of course. You are correct. This has been informative, but we must make haste. I will return to my ship and contact K'orang. We will depart immediately."
With that, Thor disappeared in a flash of light. Moments later, Thor's ship and the Furling ship next to his entered hyperspace.
Colonial refugee fleet, Kobol ship, 3 days later
A bar on the Kobol ship was opened in the technology dome. Bars were important for the Colonials. They needed a way to relax and let some steam off. So it only made sense that this was as big a priority as the relocation of civilians. Behind one of the tables, several of the Colonial officers were having a drink.
"So, we are having a vote of we want to settle on that planet? Well, guess democracy can't deny the people their wish." Sam Anders was talking while making out with Starbuck.
"Yes, and according to the first pools, over 70% are for the settlement plan. Baltar did a number on the plan we had." Tyrol argued.
"He only did what someone else would have done. You can't blame him. If he hadn't said anything, the Zarek or someone else would. Baltar at least kept the attempted cover up a secret." Apollo replied.
" What cover up?" Starbuck asked.
"That the alien satellite can terraform the planet. That info would have been kept secret. I doubt that many people would have wanted to settle on a frozen rock, but now that they know that this planet can be altered, well..." Apollo answered.
"They think that it is the new holy land. I guess that is why Baltar and Dee have already activated that satellite and the fleet is heading there now?" Tigh muttered while taking another drink.
"It is not a big course change, that nebula was only a few Ly off our course. We would have passed it eventually."
After a few minutes of silence and more drinking, Cain asked: "Anyone know the pools on who will be president? Not that I care about the civvies."
"Roslin with a land slide. Zarek tried, but no one is taking him seriously, except the Sagittarians." Helo answered.
"Hey, commander Nash, you are awfully quiet back there? Don't want to join the conversation?" Apollo asked.
"Heh, thank you, but I'm just thinking about the past. Nostalgia."
"What about?"
"Do you know that the Theseus was my first command of a Battlestar? And I'm not even talking of the one in this fleet."
"Oh, right, the previous Theseus. Sobek class, right?"
"Yep, that was her. Got decommissioned about 6 months ago. HQ did not believe that the design was useful anymore. A ship that has limited combat capability, relies on fighters to support other ships and is not useful in the 'modern military doctrine'. BS if you ask me." Nash responded.
"Yeah, and if you add to the fact that the Sobek class was being replaced by the Valkyrie class, which is a design almost as old, you can only scratch your head." Apollo nodded.
"Well, those are your opinions commanders, but the Valkyrie is more well rounded, better armor, less maintenance... those kind of things. Pilots or officers like you don't care much about maintenance or fixing things, but grease monkeys like I have to. That is why I prefer the Valkyrie class...emm, sir." Tyrol responded, clearly drunk at this point.
"No, It's all right, chief. In a way I agree. If I still had the old Theseus, I doubt that I would have survived the Cylon ambush and have this drink with all of you right now. Still, I miss her. Like the first girl you fall in love with." commander Nash responded.
"Heh, why do you think that my dad still insists on having the Galactica as his flag ship. The oldest one in the fleet, older than your old Theseus... guess, looking at it from this angle, she is the reason that my parents marriage failed." Apollo had to laugh at that one.
Unknown planet, same time
The stargate deactivated. SG-1and Bra'tac moved into the forest, Daniel and Jack clearly looking for something.
"Sir, I know that we decided to keep any and all knowledge of the future limited to you and Daniel, but what are we doing here. P9G-844 was not even on our scouting list." Carter asked.
"Simple Sam. In about a week, the Tok'ra will inform us of a new ship class that Apophis is still building. In the first run, we destroyed it using some super solider type device that looses it's effectiveness after a while. Jack and I have a better idea."
"Yes, and that is the reason that I asked Bra'tac to tag along. We will need him to persuade them." O'Neill said.
"Of whom are you speaking of, O'Neill?" Bra'tac asked. He was still having a hard time believing the fact that Jackson and O'Neill were chosen by the Ancients for such a great honor.
"Of the Sodan Jaffa."
Teal'c and Bra'tac stopped after hearing that.
"This is the planet that the great Sodan warriors call home? This is a great honor." Teal'c spoke.
"Indeed. Do you really believe that we can convince them?" Bra'tac asked.
"I think so. Lord Haikon can be reasoned with. More so if we tell him that the Ancients send us... in a way. Anyway, the problem will be getting there without getting killed. I believe that we are being watched as we speak. The Sodan have mobile cloaking devices of Ancient origin." Daniel explained.
"In that case..." Bra'tac stopped again, sat down, put his weapons aside and entered a meditative pose."... we should wait for them to come to us. If we show that we do not seek conflict, they should at least hear us out."
"I agree." Teal'c responded and joined Bra'tac.
"Yeah, I knew there was a part of this plan that I would not like." O'Neill responded as he, Sam and Daniel joined them.
Almost half an hour later Bra'tac spoke: "You took your time, great one. Will you let us speak to your leader, from one warrior defying false gods to another?"
At that moment, a person de-cloaked beside him, aiming his staff weapon at Bra'tac. Seconds later, they were surrounded by Sodan warriors.
"You are either very brave or very stupid, old man. Why should we grant your request? Why not kill you right here?!" Volnek shouted.
"Easy brother. They are no threat to us and these 2 Jaffa look to be honorable warriors. Let's at least take them to lord Haikon. Let him decide their fate." Jolan argued.
Volnek snared, but agreed. They took SG-1 and Bra'tac to the monolith and teleported away.
Sodan village, 2 hours later
"Lord Haikon, you can't be serious! You..."
"Silence Volnek! I have made my decision! If the old ones have chosen these humans for this honor, we will aide them! If we can add to the downfall of the false gods, they we will do so!" Haikon decreed.
"Thank you, lord Haikon, for hearing us out. It has been a great honor for me and my former student to meet the great warriors of Jaffa legend." Bra'tac spoke.
"Indeed it has been a real honor." Teal'c added.
"But I must ask, how can we help in stopping this Apophis?" Haikon asked.
"Well, our plan is this. He is building a new class of ship on planet... emm, what was it again..."
"PX9-757, Jack." Daniel informed O'Neill.
"Really, who comes up with these names..."
"Jack, focus! As He was saying, this new ship class is dangerous. We could destroy it, be with your help, we could capture it. It is mostly finished, so we could study it and finish it. Afterwards, we give it to the Jaffa rebels, who will be able to use it as they see fit. The plan is that Jack, Sam and I use the Ataniks armbands that will give us super speed and strength in combination with a cloaked Sodan squad and eliminate all resistance on the ship." Daniel explained.
"These armbands, where..." Carter wanted to ask.
"The Tok'ra in a few days, all you need to know, Carter." O'Neill responded.
Haikon nodded. "And afterwards, we join your Jaffa rebellion. But under one condition. This planet remains a closely guarded secret to all of you. For the moment the Sodan people want this world to remain as it is. Maybe in the future, other Jaffa will be allowed here, but not for now. Agreed?"
"Agreed, great one." Bra'tac nodded.
"I would also ask for the honor of sparing with a Sodan warrior." Teal'c asked.
"I believe that Jolan would be honored to do so." Haikon spoke.
Sometime later, Daniel, Jack and Sam were walking around the village, while Bra'tac and Haikon were discussing other matters and Tealc was having his spar.
"So the Tok'ra will provide these armbands?" Carter asked.
"Yeah, a Tok'ra scientist named Anise." Daniel answered.
"Didn't or won't... uhhhh, this time travel BS is giving me a head ache! Anyway, won't her snake have the hots for you, Daniel?" Jack teased.
"As I understand it, yes, but you will have a conflict between her and Sam." Daniel responded.
Silence followed.
"Emm, sir, what..." Carter tried to ask.
"Nothing Carter, nothing." O'Neill spoke as he moved swiftly past Daniel. "I'll get you back for this Daniel."
"Hey, you started it."
As O'Neill walked off, Daniel told Carter: "We also have to make sure that Martouf survives."
"What? How..."
"In about a month from now. He is a victim of Goa'uld brainwashing technology called Za'tarc. I'll talk to Anise about it, she is the expert on those things. Also we will have to contact Harlan again, as well as many others."
Planet Gaia, same time
The Asgard and Furling ship exited hyperspace and entered orbit of Gaia. There was nothing in the planets orbit. Or so it seemed. The Asgard and Furling commanders knew that the Nox were masters of cloaking, so it was more likely that an entire fleet was observing them. The Nox even managed to hide their planet from the Goa'uld. Even if the Goa'uld would calculate the coordinates of the planet based on the gate address, they would find nothing there. Only their old allies knew where it was.
On the surface of the planet, in the middle of the forest, Thor beamed down. Moments later, a energy portal appeared next to him. K'orang stepped thru it, while on the other side, the interior of the Furling ship was visible. Moments later it closed behind him.
"Impressive. You managed to improve your gateway technology." Thor inquired.
"Yes, both in range and the size of the portal. It can now move entire platoons. Compared to your beam transporters, it can't be blocked as easily, since it crosses dimensions to achieve this effect, but it has greater power demands and it can be used against you, since during the time that I moved thru it, someone could move on to my ship as well. It's range is also more limited. In essence, it is a mobile stargate, without the need for a physical gate. Our ultimate goal is to make them so advanced that they could compete with the stargates in range. Imagine, transporting entire civilizations from planet to planet, but without the need for a gate on either one of them."
"As impressive as that would be, it would also pose a great danger. Such technology could be easily abused, so it is better that your current version has its limits." Thor responded.
"Agreed. Also, I don't think we will need to look for the Nox. I can already sense and smell them."
"Indeed. It has been so long that our old allies came for a visit." Anteaus replied. He had just appeared behind them.
As the representatives of the 3 great races looked at each other, Thor spoke first.
"I am Thor, supreme commander of the Asgard fleet. This is K'orang, the commander of the Furling fleet. Anteaus, it has been a while. If matters were not as urgent, we would not be here. We have come to reestablish the old alliance. The Furlings have already accepted."
"Yes, we have. Now only you remain, shadow walker. What say you?" K'orang asked.
"What could be so urgent for you to come here and ask such things of us?" Anteaus asked.
"We have received knowledge from an Ancient, the great inventor Janus. It is knowledge of the future. He and the Ancients have deemed the humans as the fifth race, as apparently, we, the Asgard, will too in the future. But there are certain key events that must be changed. This knowledge was passed to Daniel Jackson. He was the one who informed me."
"Ah, Daniel Jackson. The not so young one of the group of humans that visited us." Anteaus smiled. "We have much to discuss, come." He starts to move to a clearing, where a large floating sky city appears over them.
An hour later, Thor and K'orang were still discussing the matter of the great alliance with the Nox elders.
"There is one thing you must help us with, if we are to accept this and join the alliance once again. A Nox by the name of Druana. She abandoned our ways and left the planet. W have learned that she is seeking power and has allied herself with the Goa'uld Apophis. If he is to gain our cloaking technology, it could become problematic. Will you help us?" Anteaus asked.
"To deny the Goa'uld technology is a victory in itself, so yes, I will help you!" K'orang replied.
"If it helps reestablish the old alliance, then of course I will help. Do you have any leads?" Thor asked.
"Yes, and I will accompany you." Anteaus replied. " I will use our flag ship, Gaia's Pride to aide you. Druana's last coordinates were on a Goa'uld research planet in Apophis teritory, but we lack the combat capabilities of your races. We can however extend the cloak to your ships, so that we remain hidden from the defenders, if you wish a stealth mission."
"For a surprise attack, stealth would be useful. My warriors are ready. We will attack on the ground, Thor will secure the orbit and the Nox will search for the traitor. Agreed?" K'orang asked.
"Agreed. Also, after this mission, I must return to Earth. I have a promise to keep after all." Thor said.
"And we shall accompany you, right K'orang?"
"Of course. I'm getting curious myself about these humans."
In orbit of Gaia, a large, green ship de-cloaked. It had a large wide and thick, heavily armored forward section that looked as a top-down hammer. The further back you went, the narrower the ship got, until you reached the engines. There were large glowing dome like structures on its surface. Those were the ships cloaking, mass cloaking and matter-phasing devices. The Nox were after all the masters of stealth.
Moments later, the 3 ships entered hyperspace.
Earth, SGC, 1 hour later
SG-1 had returned and briefed general Hammond. After the briefing, SG-1 met in Daniel's study.
"So, you all agree with the plan?" O'Neill asked.
They all nodded.
"I would like to add one thing to this plan, O'Neill." Teal'c responded.
"And that would be?"
"Master Bra'tac and I will be provided with the Sodan cloaking devices, but I will also bring my old Jaffa uniform, as well as the helmet of a personal guard of Heru'ur. If and when the knowledge of the attack reaches Apophis, he will contact the base commander. At that time, the base commander will be either dead or I will kill him, impersonating a solder of Heru'ur. Apophis will think that it is Heru'ur who is behind the attack. If our Tok'ra informative are correct, Apophis and Heru'ur are at this moment the 2 most powerful Goa'uld. This way, we ensure that they remain mortal enemies." Teal'c smiled.
"The same helmet you used to trick Apophis into thinking that Heru'ur stole his child? You kept that helmet?" Daniel asked.
"You never know when such things might be useful, Daniel Jackson."
"Teal'c, you sneaky little... I could kiss you, you big Jaffa. This makes it even better." O'Neill laughed.
"The one problem that I see is how will we convince Washington to give the captured ship to the Jaffa rebels?" Carter asked.
"You leave that to Daniel and me. Hopefully, Thor will arrive at some time before that and help us. He really is taking his sweet time!"
"Besides, we will be able to reverse engineer that tech, once we can take a look at it." Daniel added.
Unknown galaxy, ice planet, 2 days later
"So, this is the lead that you have? I'm not impressed. After all, you had days to analyze this information you got from our listening post." the large figure sitting on the throne in a large room, sounded by guards, said.
"It is the best we could do, great one. This is the first time in thousands of years that we received any signals from any of our scout ships from the era before the great war." the one that brought the report, responded. He was kneeling in front of the one reading the report.
"This could be anything. A primitive species found our ship and activated the tracker by mistake. Also, it will take years to reach that galaxy!"
"Even so, the ship may hold vital telemetry data. Data that we could use. As for the distance, yes, we will need time to get there, but once our expedition fleet arrives, we can use the new space folding technology to create a temporary space-time rift and bring our reinforcements there."
"Do not speak to me as if I am a child, ever AGAIN! I know all of this!" the leader got furious. "From the day that they killed my ancestor Laufey, we have thought of nothing but revenge. From the day that we were driven from our home world, our home galaxy, we thought of nothing but revenge. But I will not be blinded by it. I will not be blinded, like my ancestor was! We thought that nothing could defeat us. We thought that we could easily defeat the Furlings, but then their allies came to help them. The Asgard, Ancients and Furlings will know what it means to anger us! They think that we are extinct. We needed millennia to get back to the level of technology, population and military power, but we have waited long enough. Send a scout fleet to those coordinates. In slightly more than 2 years, they will arrive. Now, leave."
"Yes, great one. Just one question. Should you not ask ... him... for advice?"
The leader looked at his servant that promised pain and death, if he didn't leave. So he left, no more questions asked.
"Leave me, all of you." the leader said.
The guards left as well. He opened a hidden chamber and entered it. Inside was a raised pedestal. He knelled in front of it.
Moments later a flaming figure appeared.
"Why have you come, Ymir?" the figure asked.
"For wisdom and guidance. Tell me, have we found them, great Surtr?"
"You know that my power has its limits. The Ancients are blocking me. And If I use my powers in that way on their territory, they will destroy me. Why do you think that neither I nor the Ori can see anything, where they don't want us to see anything."
"These Ori, why not ally yourself with them then. You both want the same thing?"
"Because neither I nor they share power. And they once helped me to ascend, just so that I could destroy their enemies. Didn't work out as they planned, just like their plague plan also failed . Or that I would betray them. They think that I am dead and the Ancients don't care. Best to keep it that way. I will guide you, when the time comes. Until then, don't bother me again. Understood!?"
"Yes, great one."
Responding to Sable Cold: Yes, she is, but this is my story, so here she is a Valkyrie. I'm not going to go the 'Oh it is not cannon so I will not use it here', because I myself will add many non canon ships in the story. Besides, I always thought that the Valkyrie was underrated and underrepresented in the BSG show. We only got teased with her in the flashback and in The Plan movie. So I'm adding more of them here.
Also, big fan of your Finding Earth story. Will you be making any more of that type?
As for the Nox and Furlings. It was never stated that the Nox couldn't phase shift. It just makes sense for me. They are less combat capable but more stealthy. As for the Furlings, I used the Yeti/Bigfoot references here. Also more warrior like.
As for the new enemy, look at the Norse myths. And yes, I took some inspiration from the comics as well. All I am saying.
Also, I'm just waiting for Wilkins75 to release the next chapter.