A/N: Sorry about the slight delay.
"Well the good news is that the Ori ships have been destroyed and we don't have to worry about them," Mokar said.
"But I had really hoped that we kicked them to the curb permanently." Jack was still getting dressed in his dark blue Air Force uniform and Sam was cocooned in the bed's cover.
"It would seem that you did not, but this time we will do it properly. We are truly only at war with the Ori themselves…"
Jack cut in before he had time to finish. "Fuck that. The Ori might be leading but it's their followers who do the killing and it's them we must stop. You said it yourself, the Ori gain power directly from their followers just like your ascended brothers and sisters. The more of their followers we kill the weaker they become." His burning rage was beginning to surface and he ignored Sam's attempts to calm him down, but still Mokar kept his neutral front up. Inside him his rage was burning just like Jack's, but he had been a trained Jaffa and knew better than to let it show or influence him.
"Yes it is as you say O'Neill and that is the reason why we will make sure that not a single Ori follower live when the war is over. But I will not allow you or anyone else to massacre them. Our technology means that we can take the first hit without fearing it and then we can deal a decisive blow to them without to much trouble, only if they attack anyone first will we return fire." To keep his calm he used his powers and slowly but surely peeled away the stains on his white clothes.
"So we will exterminate them, but we're not allowed to engage them? I'll have Beckett lock you as an insane person if you keep saying inconsistent things like that." He had gotten dressed and was rushing across the room towards Mokar.
"I would very much like to see you try." Suddenly Jack felt his chest compressing as if an invisible hand was holding him then his feet left the floor and he floated backwards. "Calm down O'Neill. We will give them a choice of abandoning Origin, those who accept will no longer be a threat to us. Those who do not will be treated as if they attacked one of our ships. I can hold you there for a few hours before I need to rest, so just take a few deep breaths and be reasonable."
"Then what? We dump those who surrender on a planet without a stargate and forget about them? That will only make things worse, they will keep breeding and worshiping Origin." Ever so gentle Mokar put Jack in a sitting position on the bed while still restraining him. An angry look and a word from Sam made him mental remove the black leather boots before they touched the bed. With a thought he placed them gently on the side of the bed.
"No, they will be given a world with a gate here in Pegasus but I will lock it so it can only dial Atlantis. We will help them build a society there and they will be given a place in the empire. Future generations will be allowed to join the empire's fleets and armies. No matter how few they are they will grow in numbers and become an asset."
"That would mean everyone else will be killed, then we are no better than the Ori." For the first time Sam interrupted the dialogue and for the first time Mokar showed emotions that evening as he showed how sad the thought made him.
"Yes you are correct Carter and it is not an easy decision to make. But I know how much suffering the Ori can cause if we let them have any power left, I can not allow that to ever happen again. Still I promise that those who stay behind in Freya will not suffer when they die, they will not feel anything. We have the technology to do that and we will use it." Finally Jack seemed to have calmed down and Mokar released his mental grip. "You will not have to worry about that though O'Neill, I will personally deal with both of the surviving groups. I only need you to fight the war and drive them back. I did not come here to start a fight with you Jack and I will not allow you to do so either. When you two have finished here I would like you to come find me, if you are to procreate there are some things we need to do before." With those words Mokar turned around and left. When the door closed the lights in the room dimmed until it was just as dark as it had been before.
"Come on Jack drop the clothes and relax." He had stood up and was about to walk away when she grabbed his hand.
"You really think this is a good time for us to be fooling around in bed Sam? We should be out there saving the galaxies and if he gets what he wants you'll be in the same seat Teyla was in when she got a kid on her hands. What would you do if that happened?"
"Who do you mean Jack? Mokar or this guy." Her hand slid around his waist and towards his groin. "Of course it would mean I would have to stay here in Atlantis a lot more instead of being out there shooting wraith or Goa'uld. But if it was our child I would be happy to raise it with you and I don't think we have to keep an eye on it all the time. In desperate times people seek shelter in each others arms, just like we were about to do, and from that there will inevitably come some kids. One of the Lantean medical doctors are already in the twelfth month, so it won't be alone if we make one."
"Fine." He tried to sound as grumpy as he could. He pulled of his uniform and threw it into a corner before grabbing one end of the covers, janking it hard. While Sam tried to get her bearings after rolling several times she felt the covers rubbing against her skin as Jack climbed into the bed behind her. "So what plans had you made?" His right arm had slithered beneath her head and he used it to press her against him. The fingers on his left hand danced down her exposed arm towards her hips.
"Maybe we can use those plans some other time Jack, right now I just want you to show me your love."
"Really? Of all places you could have brought us to through the gate you chose this dung pile?" After meeting Mokar in the gate room after their fun Jack and Sam had followed him through the active gate. The swamps of Gamia really smelled like a pile of dung left out in the sun. With whatever they could the two covered their mouths and noses to keep the smell out of their bodies while they waded after Mokar who moved through the water without a care for the stench. Already as they came through the gate they had been in ankle deep and very muddy water but with each step they walked the water rose up their legs, past their knees to end up somewhere arounds their hips; slightly higher on Sam due to her shorter size. "Welcome to Gamia Sam. This is the planet they invented the term 'backwater planet' for."
"There are planets with much more water on them than this one O'Neill." Much like Teal'c in his first years on Earth many expressions went over Mokar's head while he at other times could have a surprisingly good insight into others. "As I have already said before this planet was meant for great things before our demise."
"So it was here somewhere that you became a Lantean Jack?"
"Yea it should be right up ahead." Jack had barely finished before Mokar activated the hidden switch and the three were transported to the underground chambers.
"Come." The Alterran had already walked down the corridor and waved for the others to follow. Were they had entered there was a control crystal embedded into the wall, on the other end of the corridor the wall had a complicated pattern of leaves and branches. The times before that he had been here his directives had made sure he ignored it as if it did not exist but now when he had two candidates with him he could see and manipulate the pattern until four of the largest leaves moved to reveal a compartment of small crystalline stones. "When there was no one, one sprung from the darkness to take up the mantle. Now two more shall take their places by the lone one's side to share the mantle of the Alterra." With light thoughts he used his power to guide two of the stones out of the compartment and towards Jack and Sam. While he turned towards them the stones stopped in front of them, right above their hearts. "Know that the burden of the Alterra is heavy, while others while die with time the release the Alterra can hope for is found in battle. You were not of the Alterra at birth but you may die as such. Know that all you know of your former race will have disappeared or changed when that time comes. The mantle of galaxial leadership is heavy and will be a burden, yet the strong must carry it on their backs to make sure the weak can live in peace. Now you must chose, will you accept the mantle?"
"Yes I do. Can we get it over with?"
A sharp elbow in his side made Jack squeal. "Don't be rude Jack."
"O'Neill, you will need to say it in Alterran, the technology only responds to it and it needs your approval."
"I accept." The words sprung from her lips and only a few moments after Jack followed her example.
In unison they reached out and grabbed the two stones which floated in front of them. While they pressed the stones in their hands jolts of pain dashed through their bodies from the hand the held the stones in; it ran through their wrists, up their arms and into their chest where it spread into their bodies. When the pain reached their legs Mokar caught them and let them ease down on the floor. As their bodies were filled with pain their field of vision begun to shrink until everything went black.
When the two soon to be Alterra lay unconscious at his feet he summoned up his mental powers and lifted the two into the air. With them floating behind him he walked down the corridor, at the last two rooms he stopped and let them float into the rooms to rest. Carefully he laid them down on the beds in the rooms and released his grip. The process took a lot of energy from the victims and they would need time to recover, here they would have all the time they needed.
The main jumper hangar of Atlantis was full of movement when Mokar walked into the room. To his right massive glass panels were raised up through the floor from the gate room; hanging under a jumper. On his other side steel beams were attached to the underside of jumpers which flew out of the tower. At the center of it all Daniel was standing, his arms were waving ferociously as he directed the work. When he saw Mokar approaching he shouted something and two other men took over while he walked to meet him. "What can I help you with?"
"Nothing actually, I am simply walking around to see how Atlantis and everyone is doing." Daniel's side project was using a lot of resources and personnel but since most of them did not have anything better to do he did not mind.
"Well you haven't happened to see Jack and Sam? They don't respond on their com badges and no one has seen them for a few days."
"They are currently off-world, doing some things for me." It had taken longer than expected for Sam to recover and awaken, Jack had awoken when he had been there to check on them five days ago, but he had refused to leave without Sam. The facility would make sure they had everything they needed, after all it was made to help the Alterra rise again.
"So any ideas when they'll be back?"
"As soon as Sam is done with her part, it might take her one more week but I hope she will return sooner."
"Think you could take Jack's place and come check on the progress, I think we should build two more domes while we already have a system going for how to assemble them."
"Well we might as well do it, there will always be a need for food when our population expands." The last jumper rose up from the gate room with a payload of glass panels and the floor closed while the gate shut down. "And I would be happy to see your progress with…" He did not have time to finish before an alarm sounded from below and he darted for the closing floor. In disbelief Daniel watched Mokar drop through the floor just before it closed. It took him a second, then he hurried to the stairs.