Review responses:

Royal Twin Fangs: Firstly, yes, the skyscrapers are sort of like that. However, there is no currency in the Terran Alliance. Everybody does what they want to do for their own enjoyment, as long as it doesn't break any laws. Any expertise they need is simply downloaded from the hive mind. The only thing people could be forced to do is maintenance on the power generators if there are not enough volunteers. Secondly, yes, the Goa'uld will definitely set their sights on some Terran hosts if they find out about their physiology (and survive). Thirdly, Ra might have had the most advanced technology but this is certainly not the case on this ship. This thing is old. Ra used it to first invade Earth 10,000 years ago. There's a limit to how much something could be upgraded before replacing it entirely is more economically viable.

Guest: I agree that the writers of the film probably had no intention of continuing it initially. However, I don't agree with you on the fact that Ra is simply an alien in disguise. If it were the case, why was he a "dying traveller" who was "like a parasite looking for a host"? How does taking on the outer look of the human subject change the fact that he is dying? This was mentioned in the movie and is a plot hole. I have to agree with the explanations in the Stargate RPG: that Ra's alien face was simply a representation of his previous host: an Asgard. And calling the writers subpar? I absolutely don't agree. If they were so bad, Stargate wouldn't have made it through the first episode. And you know? One of the writers for the movie also wrote some of the TV episodes.

grayiron: I would probably do it sort of episode by episode but it would also contain many original scenes. This story does, after all, assume that a lot of knowledge from Harry Potter and Stargate canon is already known.

NarutoSpardaUzumaki: O'Neill's kid might not have died but remember that Terran memories are VERY long lived. All these feelings are constantly rattling aorund in the hive mind and every Terran at least feels some degree of hatred towards the Goa'uld.

To those that disagreed with the slaughter of owls:

They didn't all die. Just a hundred or so. In any case, it was intended as a glimpse into the dark side of Terran society. The hardships they suffered has affected them as a society and they have become somewhat callous to life that isn't an ally to the Terrans. The owls would normally be protected to sustain Terra's environment however, these owls were considered hostile combatants because they participated in an attack on a Terran building. That makes them fair game in the Terran's minds: if the wizards want to send what they breed on an attack, why shouldn't we shoot them down? In any case, the owls do not contribute to helping Terra's environment because they were bred by wizards and used by wizards. They are mostly fed by wizards too. The environment did not suffer from their demise therefore, the Terrans saw no reason not to shoot them down. Do note that the Terran society seems like a utopia to everyone that allies with Terra. It however, is not perfect and the Terrans are perfectly willing to commit a number of atrocities if they have to. This fic will almost be like the XSGCOM series, where nukes will be tossed around like candy and single sided slaughter and torture frightfully common.

Disclaimer: Refer to Chapter 1


Chapter 3: Preparation


Orbit, Mars, 1991 ATU (First contact +1 week)

A purple/blue cloud of energy appeared, ripping through the fabric of space. Moments later, a massive pyramid shot out of the tear which closed behind it. The OWA teams and SG-1 were glad to finally be home. The local network of minds on the Cheops class ship merged once again with the main Terran hive mind. Mission reports from each member of the Abydos teams were received by the hive mind, analysed and new orders were sent back.

'Land the ship on the first slip of shipyard one,' Jack mentally commanded the Goa'uld, whilst sending the relevant information.

Outwardly, it hastened to obey. Inwardly, it began panicking as it realised that its usefulness was nearing the end. Its fear of death suddenly became very real.


King's Cross transport station, London

The Dursleys and their nephew, Harry Potter, stood in front of the muggle entrance to platform 9 and 3/4, unimpressed. Harry scoffed at it. After all, who doesn't want to run at a brick wall?

"You have everything with you, Harry?" Petunia asked for the third time.

"Yes Auntie," he replied, rolling his eyes.

"Let's go then," Vernon grunted.

One by one, they walked through the barrier, coming to a stop in front of the steam train, the Hogwarts Express. Harry snorted as he saw the typical archaic traditions of wizards once again. Of course, the entire train was stolen from the muggles. But hey, they're wizards. Why ask when you can steal? Not that it matters much by now. It was obvious that the wizards simply stuck their heads further and further into a metaphorical mound of sand as they isolated themselves from the rest of the world. If they had even bothered to walk out into the Terran side of the station in the last thousand years, they would have noticed that steam trains were a thing that could be found in an ancient history book. Terran mass transport these days came either as a self-beaming platform or a phase shift train.

After saying goodbye to his family, Harry boarded the train and walked down the very small corridor until he found an empty compartment. Stashing his trunk, Harry leaned back into the cushions and decided to take a nap.


Hive mind, Decentralised, Sol system

Billions of thoughts and memories were exchanged in an instant. Conversations started and ended in split seconds. In a part of this network, a particular conversation was taking place and garnering attention.

'We opened the gate. Soon, they will come for us,' a thought/voice floated by.

'No, we have some time. There were no survivors who could possibly know where we came from,' another voice replied.

'We must prepare,' a third voice broke in. 'They will be here sooner or later. It's time to prepare for war. Execute Operation Extinction.'

'Must we really kill them all?' a forth voice asked. 'It feels a bit like genocide.'

'Yes!' the first three voices echoed. 'The Goa'uld deserves no better. They enslave those they can and destroy all others. We, as a society, spent the last 2000 years preparing for this. We must follow through. They must pay for the atrocities they committed on the galaxy.'

And so went the conversation, with more and more minds joining in exponentially. Soon, a consensus was reached. All Goa'uld must die. The conversation shifted to the means to accomplish this.

'We'll build ships and crush them all!' A particularly belligerent voice exclaimed.

'This is a delicate situation. We must not rush into things blindly,' a more even voice rebuffed.

'I agree. We must not bite off more than we could chew," another voice said.

'Indeed. We must interrogate this Ra. He calls himself the Supreme System Lord so he should know at least something about the Goa'uld's strength,' the second voice reasoned.

'We must also seek allies so that we have a safety net in case we fail.'

The talks continued, eventually turning into a debate about the technology on Ra's ship. This one went rather quickly compared to the last two.

'What should we do about the technology on the Goa'uld's ship?'

'Rip it apart and study it.'

'It's at least 4000 years out of date!'

'Yeah, it's pretty annoying that Ra only visits his inner planets with his old luxury cruiser.'

'If we can find out how it works, we can figure out ways to improve it.'

'What about resources? This…Naquadah…seems to be used extensively.'

'We could just mine it from Abydos or salvage from this ship. A lot of it is a waste of Naquadah. I get the reason why Naquadah is used in the outer hull but why would you ever use Naquadah to build the doors, floors and non-structurally critical walls of the ship? And what is this nonsense about gold?'

'It appears to be decorative and recounts the feats achieved by the Goa'uld.'

'What a waste. Weighing down a warship with useless gaudiness will just make it a less mobile target. Less effective.'

'We will not use Goa'uld ship designs. Rather, we will make our own.'

'We should wait until our scientists finish reverse engineering the enemy ship before designing our own. It's only smart to have each part designed to work with the others rather than retrofit our fleet each time something new is made.'

'Maybe we should make modular ships? The shields will be taking the damage anyway so structural integrity is less of an issue.'

'I like this idea. We should design some kind of universal connector. It must be strong, versatile and future-proof. A difficult combination… Perhaps we should simply have modular internal components that could lock themselves in pre-set connection points?'

'That could work.'

'I agree.'

'What about in the meantime while we are designing things? If we are attacked, how do we defend ourselves? The Antarctic Outpost only covers the space around Terra. How do we defend Mars?'

'We must design a stationary, ground based weapon system. In the meantime, we need something else.'

'Maybe a missile?'

'Missile?'

'Yes, we know the AMFURs create antimatter. How about we use that to build a small missile?'

'You wish to make a missile entirely out of antimatter? How will you accomplish this?'

'As we know, energy is neither matter nor antimatter. As we also know, our matter resequencers use energy to reshape and modify matter; change the number of components an atom has. We could simply modify a matter resequencer to use our antimatter reserves to build them. It just needs a bit of extra programming.'

'An interesting idea. We could also use them in the future too; they won't be too obsolete and even if they were, we could just chuck them into the MAMARs.'

'Let's get to work.'

After a while, the conversation shifted to the Wizarding World.

'What do we do with these bigots?' A voice asked.

'We should kill them all and remove this problem before it gets any bigger!' Another answered.

'Don't they count as Terrans too? I mean they have been around for about as long as we have.'

'They do not. They never signed the original Terran Alliance charter and never helped us in our time of need from before we got our Energy to Matter Converters.'

'I agree. They are not Terrans. They are our enemy. Their laws allow their citizens to attack us freely. They even let all those Death Eaters off the hook with a slap on the wrist. They are liable to attack us again at any time. The only reason they don't is because they never came back with their minds intact.' A third voice added.

'We are not at war yet but that might change depending on what they do in the coming years.' Said a fourth.

'I suggest we change the operating orders of our latest batch of spies a bit.' The first stated, sensing a lost battle and attempting to save as many of the wizards as possible.

'What changes are you suggesting?' The third inquired.

'We could have the boy-who-lived, Agent Potter, bring along our technology and subtly demonstrate its superiority. We could potentially turn a part of the Wizarding world to our side.'

'And then? If this works –and that's a big if, half of the Wizarding World will freak out and think their saviour is turning dark whilst the remaining, darker half will see us a threat and start attacking muggleborns again.' The second voice said.

'Don't be such a cynic.'

'You're too optimistic. It'll never work.'

'Defeatist.'

'You're naïve. They don't think like Terrans. They're pretty much barbarians!'

'You just don't want to admit I'm right.'

'You're wrong.'

'Right.'

'Wrong.'

'Right.'

'Wrong.'

'GUYS!' A thousand voices broke in. 'It can't hurt to try. Even if they go ballistic on us, they can't really hurt us.'

'If it does come to a war, will we exterminate them?' The second voice asked.

'If we must.'

'Good.'

And just like that, the meeting between a few billion minds adjourned, the entire thing taking only a minute.


Harry's compartment, Hogwarts Express, En route to Hogsmeade, Terra

Harry was roused from his sleep when he detected the psionic message addressed to him. Frowning, he listened. A voice rang out in his mind, as clear as if the owner of it was standing in front of him.

'Harry Potter, your mission objectives have been changed. You're hereby allowed and encouraged to use Terran technology during your stay at Hogwarts. Your objective is no longer to spy on the Wizarding world. Rather, you will enlighten the wizards to the power and opportunities we hold and to try to lift them out of their isolationist ways. Remember, you do not need all of them. Only go for the ones who are open minded. Good luck.'

Harry grinned. This is about to get very interesting. He pulled down his trunk and reached inside, grabbing his spare translocator. Dropping the beacon on a clear bit of floor, he stood up and willed his primary translocator to activate. With a white flash, Harry vanished from the compartment.

Terran Wizarding Intelligence HQ, Undisclosed, Terra

Harry appeared above his primary translocator beacon with a flash of light and a boom of displaced air. Immediately walking out of the nearly empty room, he went to the armoury where he grabbed a phaser rifle, phaser pistol and a mass storage device. Grinning happily, he touched the phasers to the storage device and willed them to be stored, which caused them to vanish in a white flash. Moving to the grenades container, he loaded up on 10 variable output grenades. Next, he moved to the armour section and touched his storage device to a suit of powered stealth armour. With a thought, it too vanished. Next, he made his way to the melee weapons section and picked up an energy sword, which he slid into the secondary slot in his Terran made wand holster.

Having finished arming himself up, he left the armoury and picked up a tablet computer with an inbuilt energy to matter converter from his desk. Then, he went and picked up a high capacity antimatter battery from the power room. When the arm length cylinder was stored safely, Harry gave a mental command to activate his second, personal use translocator. With a flash, he disappeared.

Harry's compartment, Hogwarts Express, En route to Hogsmeade, Terra

Above the translocator beacon, a crackling sound filled the air before, in a burst of light and another boom of displaced air, Harry reappeared in his compartment. With a mere thought, he telekinetically recalled the beacon. When he turned around, he realised the compartment wasn't as empty as he left it. A blonde boy with two larger… Goons were sitting on the seats, looking quite shocked at his entrance. Quite understandable, as the Hogwarts Express had a blanket anti-apparation ward covering it. The demonstration of seemingly wandless magic probably didn't help matters either.


Shipyards, Elysium, Mars

The previously dormant Elysium shipyards suddenly roared into action when the biomechanical psionic relays received instructions from the hive mind to begin construction. A blueprint was transferred. At once, a whopping 2124 AMFURs activated, sending massive amounts of power and antimatter to the shipyards. A comparably small amount of the antimatter was redirected to the 59 MAMARs, where it annihilated itself with an equivalent amount of matter to provide energy for the matter resequencers and containment fields. Massive blast doors closed over each recessed construction slip and gravity plates activated, creating an artificial 0 gee environment. Force fields activated over every surface, creating an airtight room. Next, the beaming systems began sweeping the very air within the construction slips, beaming every last molecule out within an hour. With the task complete, pure antimatter was beamed in, where it began floating. The beaming systems then switched to resequencing mode and began shaping the antimatter. Anti-protons, anti-neutrons and anti-electrons were separated from each antimatter atom, each going to the buffers for storage. When every last anti-atom was stored, the beaming devices began modifying the atoms, changing them from within the buffers. After that was done, the final product was created in one go. The antimatter drone. The entire process took only 10 seconds. Without pause, the antimatter drone was stored in an industrial grade mass storage device and the next antimatter drone began construction.

At slip 1 of shipyard 1, the only slip out of 60 that was not creating antimatter drones, the pyramidal Cheops class ship sat with Terran scientists swarming over it, dismantling the technology on the ship and stripping the abundant gold and redundant Naquadah off.

"How many tons is that?" A worker asked as yet another heavy panel of pure gold was cut off the outer surface of the ship.

"About 600," another replied. "600 tons and we still have 2 sides to go. Ludicrous."

"Well, at least this could be used to forge Wizarding money for our agents."


Ra's cell, SGC prison block, Mars

Ra was lying on his cot, seemingly asleep. In reality, he was in a state of psionically induced slumber, complete with horrifying nightmares sent directly to his mind. With all the information Ra held successfully (forcefully) extracted, the Terrans decided simply to torture him as vengeance for the attack 2000 years ago.

Ra watched in horror as the last of his empire was crushed and his only escape vehicle destroyed as he was approaching it. Apophis' Jaffa rained blast after blast of plasma and Zat'nik'tel discharges after his fleeing form. Suddenly, Apophis himself appeared in front of him and, in a single, smooth action, disarmed him and began torturing him with a pain stick. After seemingly hours of agony, Ra's agonised mind finally gave out and he fell unconscious.

Ra opened his eyes. Ba'al was smirking down at him. A moment later, Ba'al's Jaffa reached out and grabbed him, escorting him to the torture room. With a flick of his hand, the Jaffa pinned him to the gravity plate on the wall. With a lazy, almost careless stroke, Ba'al poured a small stream of milky white acid onto Ra's immobile form. Screaming as the acid burned through the flesh of his host, Ra attempted to isolate himself and leave his host to suffer. Ba'al would not have that. One by one, he began dropping pain sticks on Ra, each one flying through the air for a short distance before impaling itself in his flesh, delivering unimaginable agony.

And so on it went. No rest, no respite. Just an endless cycle of life, fear, pain and death before looping back to life again-only for the cycle to continue. Ra suffered one such scenario once an hour, each one ending in an agonising death. He would continue to do so until he either died in real life or had paid for every death he caused… Or the Terrans found a new use for him.


Harry's compartment, Hogwarts Express, Terra

"Hey guys," Harry greeted cheerfully.

The lead boy, the blonde, recovered first from his shock.

"What was that?" He demanded.

"Oh, just a translocator," Harry replied. "It's a very useful muggle tool."

"Muggles!" The blonde spat. "Barbarians! Why would any wizard lower himself to such filthy standards?"

"Maybe because it works?"

The blonde floundered for a bit before recovering. "Mudblood!"

"Mudblood?" Asked Harry, playing dumb.

The blonde simply sneered. "You are obviously one because you use useless, filthy muggle items, filth!"

Harry raised an eyebrow. "You know, you kind of sound like a broken record with all this hate."

The blonde hissed and gestured to his goons. "Crabbe, Goyle, throw this trash out."

"Yes, Master Malfoy," they echoed with a tone of deep respect (or was it brainlessness? Harry couldn't tell).

The boys reached for Harry but he easily used his superior, Terran strength to lift both of them before heaving them over his shoulder, straight through the window on the door, where they smashed the glass then slammed into the walls opposite headfirst before slumping down, unconscious. Raising a challenging eyebrow towards the blonde, he smirked, as if daring him to try anything else. Paling significantly, Malfoy backed away.

"What's wrong, Malfoy? Scared? No goons to protect you now. And we both know who the better is." Harry closed in on Malfoy's trembling form slowly, wanting to cause as much dread as possible.

Malfoy suddenly whipped out a wand and cast a stunning spell at Harry. Effortlessly, Harry's passive psionic shield deflected it. Giving a low, dark chuckle, Harry continued closing the distance. Suddenly, the smell of ammonia filled the air. Looking down, Harry realised that Malfoy had wet his pants and passed out. Chuckling at the boy's fear, Harry telekinetically threw him out of the compartment, where he landed next to his goons. After that, he telekinetically gathered every last molecule of urine and dumped it on Malfoy's prone body.

Still smiling at the memory of the look on Malfoy's face, Harry recalled his tablet computer from storage and powered it up. Deciding to kill time, he opened a video game. Using the neural interface, he began playing the Starship Construction game. Grinning, he connected to the simulation servers and decided to pit his still undefeated battleship on a 1 versus 1 fight against somebody else's. 5 minutes later, Harry frowned as his ship exploded with the enemy ship's secondary shields still up. With a resolute look, he demanded a rematch and the simulation AI immediately loaded his and his opponent's ships. Another 5 minutes later, he demanded another rematch…

And again 5 minutes after that.

After an hour of constant defeats, the closest he had ever gotten to defeating the enemy ship was his attempt to ram it when his shields neared depletion. Despite that desperate move, the enemy ship simply refused to die.

Glaring at the discus shaped ship, Harry decided to check who designed the thing. Dudley Vernon Dursley. Unbelievable. The damn thing was pretty much a platform packed full of weapons and shields. With 160 curved phaser strip emitters each face except the flat parts on the top and bottom, each arranged in groups of four and stacked like an ancient, running bond brick wall, the ship's slanted faces had many ridges, almost like a wind blasted sand dune. The ship's curved surface where the two slanted faces merged was packed full of shield emitters, missile tubes and exactly 360 turreted phaser cannons. The uppermost and lowermost flat faces held a particle accelerator each which linked to a final, turreted collimator. The weapon was capable of firing both in beam and cannon mode, delivering antimatter death at relativistic speeds. The antimatter was sourced directly from the ship's 128 AMFURs, with the rest going to the 4 MAMARs for power.

During combat the ship simply had to face an enemy ship side on, thus presenting a minimal target whilst still being able to hit the enemy ship with at least 200 phasers of both beam and bolt variant as well as the dual antimatter cannons. Attacking the ship side on like this was simply suicide. The abundant extra shield emitters could reinforce the shields to a near impenetrable level from that angle of attack. Attempting to attack the ship from the top or bottom to take advantage of the larger target area was only slightly better. 160 phaser strip emitters, all 360 phaser cannons and one antimatter cannon could retaliate from that angle. There were, however, also extra shield emitters built into the top/bottom of the ship too and, when fully powered, the shield would also become incredibly resilient. This is, of course, all assuming that the ship neither fires its missiles nor moves anywhere. With the invention of the new antimatter drones, Dudley had wasted no time in changing his ship to fire them; hell, he even had facilities on-board to build more! With the four reactionless drives, Dudley's battleship could easily dodge and weave like a fighter craft, thus making it a target that was incredibly difficult to hit and could pivot easily in order to bring fresh shields or more preferable weapon arrays to bear. Looking closer, Harry also saw the primary, bubble shield emitters nestled between the numerous arrays of secondary, form-fitting shields. Of course. Instead of focusing on the larger, more easily targetable bubble shield, Dudley's ship's simple, geometric shape makes it very easy to use the form-fitting secondary shield emitters. No need for complex curvature calculations to keep the shield from cutting off parts of the ship. He could easily focus on using the harder to hit, traditionally secondary shields and reserve the normally primary shields for emergency escapes. Very clever.

Harry was interrupted in his musing by the door sliding open and a bushy haired girl walking in.

"Hermione!" he greeted enthusiastically.

"Hi Harry," she returned as they hugged. She eyed the computer. "Enjoying yourself?"

"Absolutely. Just having fun getting my ass kicked by Dudley's ship."

"Really? Can I see?"

Without replying, Harry started yet another battle that ended with the same result: Harry's ship exploding and Dudley's coming out without a scratch.

"Wow. I knew you're good but I never knew Dudley was such a good designer."

"Neither did I. And I live with him!"

"Harry, this is huge. The Alliance may want to use his ship design for the fleet!"

And so they talked until the announcer proclaimed that they would arrive in less than 10 minutes.


Additional information (Author's notes):

Self-beaming platform – Terran mass transport system. The platform beams itself to specified 'stops' and waits for a minute to let passengers on or off. When the minute is up and there are no problems (like a limb sticking out), the platform will beam itself to the next stop and repeat the process. The range of this platform, however, is severely limited so that it would not compromise on its passenger's safety. Equivalent of the Bus system.

Phase shift train – Terran mass transport system. Flying. The train phases itself and all its contents so that it's slightly out of phase with reality, thus allowing it to pass through less dense matter. Whilst the train isn't out of phase enough to pass through anything solid, it could phase though gasses easily. This system allows the antimatter battery powered train to achieve speeds of up to Mach 30 whilst ignoring both inertia (inertial dampeners) and air resistance (out of phase). Equivalent of the train system.

Translocator- Emergency recall device. Each translocator set comes with two parts. The first is the main device, which is carried as a bracelet. This piece has an inbuilt neural link. Its purpose is to lock onto the partnered (via quantum entanglement) beacon and beam the wearer to its location. The second part is the beacon itself. It maintains a link with a local GPS network and sends its position via a single entangled hydrogen nucleus to the main device. When triggered, the translocator can beam something to the beacon's location, as long as the location could be locked. The translocator was developed in 1987.

Mass storage device- The mass storage device is a volatile matter storage device capable of holding multiple physical objects at once. The device works by creating and maintaining an artificial pocket dimension into which objects are dematerialised and stored as a free-floating soup of matter, antimatter and energy, with the objects metadata recorded and saved into the device's memory. When stored, the wearer would not experience an object's weight and could wear the device as an accessory for easy access. The device possesses a neural interface for two stage storage authentication and easy recall of the stored goods. The device requires a small amount of energy (could be sustained by internal Antimatter battery for many decades) to maintain the pocket dimension. The device requires significantly more energy to recall stored goods (pocket sized storage devices have internal Antimatter batteries capable of supplying the energy to recall up to a tonne of mass without recharge).

Variable output grenades- These grenades contain a neural interface which allows the thrower to select the required setting. It could be set from as low as stun in a metre radius to as high as vaporisation in a 20 metre radius.

Powered stealth armour- This piece of hardware was specifically designed for infiltration missions. It's skin-tight, sealed and contains, like all Terran powered armour, a micro antimatter battery to supply power, an advanced sensor suite, shield generator and a neural interface. Unlike standard powered assault armour, the stealth variant is capable of modulating the shield energy to become a cloaking field or a semi-solid hologram which could disguise the user.

Energy sword- Shaped like a wand but when activated via its neural interface, would project a beam of modulated energy at a specified length of up to a metre that could stun, burn, disintegrate, etc. Powered by an internal antimatter battery.

Antimatter battery- A storage cylinder with a containment field, reaction chamber and radiation to energy converter. Antimatter batteries come in two forms: matter-antimatter and pure antimatter. The matter-antimatter (Type 1) variant is used in situations where finding suitable matter to mutually annihilate may become an issue, such as in the vacuum of space. The pure antimatter variant is used in atmosphere, where it will use the air as fuel, leading to double the amount of energy that could be produced with the same battery size. The battery will slowly deplete over time (much like a modern battery will due to leakage). The antimatter battery on the other hand, would be constantly using a tiny amount of fuel to supply power to its containment fields. Antimatter batteries are so dangerous that they have a failsafe device to take them out of phase with the rest of the world if an unexpected containment failure happens. This will ensure that the resulting explosion won't damage or harm anything.

Biomechanical psionic relay-The Terran solution for large scale psionic to electronic information transfer. The relay is a specially made infusion of both biological and mechanical parts. The biological part act like an empty brain holding no consciousness – essentially a group of specially created cells that run off electricity. The biological portion could, however, detect psionic signals. The mechanical part monitors the biological part, sustaining its needs and communicates with it. The mechanical portion is capable of reading and interpreting information from the biological part and sends them to an inbuilt computer, which then sends it down the electrical network. The relay could also transmit to the hive mind.

Antimatter drone- Very similar to an Alteran drone weapon however, it is made entirely of antimatter. The antimatter drone contains a reactionless engine, dynamic flight stabiliser and miniature shield array. It has a modified matter/antimatter battery (the battery is made of antimatter and the containment field contains the internal matter) for power. The advanced on-board computer system allows the antimatter drone to dodge and weave in order to reach its target.

Passive psionic shield- A well trained Terran could maintain a low powered psionic shield without putting any effort into it. This shield is capable of stopping a weak sneak attack such as a binding or stunning spell but anything of higher power could go through.

Starship Construction game- Terran designed software where new starship designs could be made by Terrans of all ages. This allows people to explore each other's unique designs and ways of using existing Terran technology. The ships could then be pitted against each other using a complex simulation, thus ensuring that no bias arises. The simulation could also be projected as a holographic model, for ease of analysis.

This chapter was last corrected and updated 01/10/16 (dd/mm/yy).