Author's Notes: I have altered the SG-1 timeline a bit to fit better with the story, in my mind at least. So the season three episode Fair Game will happen before SG-1 does battle with Seth. To the reviewer's who pointed out that Kendra would have no reason to go after Seth that will be explained as the story progress's. As always if you have any complaints or suggestions please tell me. I can't improve my writing without them.

Chapter 3.

Xander awoke suddenly early Friday morning; he knew it was early because the sun had barely risen to shine its rays through his window, to the sound of destruction from downstairs. Thinking they were under attack he quickly grabbed a handgun that he kept in his room for just this sort of thing. Running down the stairs he was worried that his attempts to raise Cortana through the neural link were not succeeding, fearing the worst he burst into the main room to see a weird sight.

One of Cortana's mechanical arms was holding what appeared to be a large hammer and was smashing all of the new MJOLNIR armor pieces that had been created so far.

"What the hell are you doing!" He roared. Hoping for some reasonable explanation for why she just destroyed the replacement armor pieces.

Cortana's avatar, which was projected on one of the large computer screens, turned to look directly at him before responding. "I screwed up. I thought that I would be able to reconstruct the armor using the equipment available here. These pieces are extremely substandard quality."

"So your breaking them up cause they don't meet your standards? Then why the hell are you using a hammer?" He replied in a tired tone.

"Because I feel the need to vent a little frustration. These pieces were supposed to be battlefield replacements for when your suit gets damaged, but they wouldn't be able to take a tenth of the damage that the suit could. It's going to take me nearly a week before I can build a true replacement piece of armor so your going to have to be very careful when wearing the MJOLNIR armor, we can't afford heavy damage at this point." Cortana said while still venting her rage on the armor.

"But did you have to do this so early, for god's sake its only 6 o'clock in the morning!" He whined. Thinking to himself that he would never get back to sleep for the last remaining hour before he was supposed to get up to go to school.

"It's time you got up anyway. You might be enjoying all the benefits of the Spartan enhancement now but to keep yourself in this condition requires that you begin a strenuous work out program." Cortana replied. "And no whining!"

"Dammit I knew it was too good to be true. Ok so what do I have to do now?" Xander said trying to keep the whining out of his voice but from the slightly evil grin that appeared on Cortana's voice he knew he hadn't been entirely successful.

"I think a six kilometer run would be a perfect start for you. And before you start complaining I could always increase it. I modified a treadmill to take your increased weight so you can jog here. I will be altering it to vary the grade as you go to simulate jogging up and down hills. Now get to it!" Cortana shouted out in a near perfect drill instructor's voice.

Before Xander even knew what was happening his body was reacting to the conditioning set into it by the memories of the Master Chief. He was up on the treadmill jogging in the manner proscribed within the Spartan training program designed to cover the most distance in the least amount of time without draining your energy. "God this sucks!"

"Just for that its now 8!" Cortana yelled through her speakers.

Xander wisely shut his mouth before retorting thinking to himself if he made another smartass remark Cortana would only increase the distance. Though he was still thinking of someway of getting revenge on the AI for this.

A few hours later a very tired Xander was getting dressed to go to school thinking that it would better to just kill himself now then have to go through training like that again. After the run he then had to do weight lifting for an hour in specific rep patterns to keep his Spartan muscles in peak physical condition. After school Cortana had told him that he would have to begin training on how to disassemble and reassemble his weapons until such time as it was instinct.

Deciding to drive to school today, he would just have to be careful to park the hummer far enough away from the school to prevent anyone from seeing him driving it, he stepped into the garage to find the hummer in close to a thousand pieces spread across the garage floor.

Xander sighed, "Do I even want to know why you broke my car?"

"I didn't break it. I'm merely enhancing it with the best that 20th century technology has to offer. Also I'm increasing the power that the engine can give. It should be ready for field use by this afternoon." Cortana replied indignant that she would break something completely ignoring the pointed look she received for that statement.

"Sweet, but how do I get to school now?"

Cortana didn't even spare him a glance as she continued her work. "Same way you got there yesterday, walk. Have a nice day!" She said in an overly sweet voice just dripping with sarcasm.

Xander just turned and walked out the main doors to be the long walk to the school. In reality it wasn't that far but after the excruciating workout Cortana put him through it felt like it was on the other side of the world. It only took him about twenty minutes to arrive at the gates to the school but to him it felt likes eons, it was at this point that he realized Cortana was right about him having to exercise a lot more often if he wanted to keep himself in shape.

Making his way to his first class as always his favorite, computer science, just cause he got to gaze upon Miss Calendar for a while. It was then that it hit him, she would be moving into Alpha base after school today and he would be around her all the time. His brain took a brief jaunt into his fantasy world with all of the possibilities that could present themselves with her living with him.

Miss Calendar entered the room jarring him from his perverse thoughts. He still had to remember to ask her what just had caused that massive blush yesterday when he asked her if she remembered his costume. A little research on his part had revealed that she had bought her costume from Ethan's though he hadn't figured out just what costume she had bought.

Today was a basic day of classes for him, most he attempted to sleep through as usual, but thanks to the neural enhancements he stayed awake and actually began to learn a few things though he still swore that school was the root of all evil.

After school Xander went by the computer classroom hoping to see if he could once again catch a ride with Jenny. When he arrived there he found something he hadn't planned on. Miss Calendar was in the middle of an argument with the Scooby's. Seems that she and Giles had finally had a talk about who she really was.

Buffy was talking low to avoid being overheard by the rest of the student body but you could hear the betrayal and anger in her voice. "You lied to me. I can't understand that!"

Jenny was near the end of her patience as she tried to explain once more. "I was sent her to ensure that the curse on Angelus wasn't broken that's all! The only time that I lied to you was about my name being Kalderash. If I had told you that I was here to make sure that Angelus continued to suffer would you want anything to do with me?"

Buffy sneered "Of course not. Angel is a good man, he never did anything to you!"

"Listen to yourself child, Angel and Angelus are two different people who just happen to inhabit the same body. Angelus was the terror of the Europe before he was cursed." Jenny replied trying to keep the frustration out of her voice. She looked to Giles and Willow hoping to get a little support but one glance was enough to tell her that she wouldn't be getting any help from those two. Willow was nodding her head with every word spewed out of Buffy's mouth and Giles as always agreed with his Slayer not even attempting to enforce the normal Watcher/Slayer relationship.

Buffy spoke once again. "You're no longer welcome here. Just stay out of our way from now on." With that she walked away. Giles and Willow trailing behind her like obedient sheep.

Jenny just watched them go before sitting back down promising herself that she wouldn't cry. All she had wanted to do was to do her job and then find someway of dumping it on another member of the Clan before getting back to her life.

Xander walked into the room quietly hoping not to startle her. When he got up beside her desk he kneeled down and spoke softly. "C'mon let's get out of here."

She nodded and followed him out into the school parking lot. She gave him the keys to her car not trusting herself to drive at this point. Giving directions back to her apartment building so they could begin loading up her things to take back to the Alpha base. When they arrived there both of them were surprised to see a moving van waiting on the side of the road.

Xander turned to Jenny. "Did you hire movers?"

"Uh no, did you?" She asked in reply.

"No, hell if I to had guess Cortana hired them. Sometimes I truly wonder who's in charge here, me or her." Xander sighed

Jenny smirked. "Well of course its Cortana. She is of course a female which makes her a member of the superior sex."

"Oh ha ha, very funny." Xander groaned. "C'mon lets go get your stuff and get it back to the base."

Xander and Jenny walked over to the moving van, which did turn out to be hired by Cortana, before walking into the apartment complex. It took about an hour and a half to load all the books, furniture and other items onto the truck. Once everything was loaded they drove back with the movers following them to unload it all into the loading dock of the warehouse.

As Jenny was lifting one end of her couch with Xander on the other end she said. "Uh why didn't we just have the movers take the stuff directly into the living area's?"

Xander responded. "Well I didn't want the moving guys to see all the weapons and equipment that Cortana is trying to build over there."

"Oh, I guess that's a good reason." With that they both went back to work trying to get all of her stuff into the apartment area. Jenny would be taking over one of the spare bedrooms on the 2nd floor. Since most of her furniture was in neutral colors and didn't make the place look too feminine Xander decided to place the couch set in the living room seeing as how he hadn't gotten around to getting any furniture of his own yet.

Once everything was moved in Xander went downstairs to do some more training. Jenny stayed upstairs to unpack her stuff. Mostly they stayed out of each others way as they slowly began the adjustment to living together, hopefully it wouldn't end with either of them killing the other but you can never tell with some people.

Cortana was busy working on various projects but she had dedicated a substantial portion of her attention to begin scanning Jenny's books into a dedicated database. Most of the time was spent cross-indexing and translating from ancient languages into English but as soon as it was done it would probably be one of the most easily accessible, not to mention understandable, index of demons and magic. Jenny's personal library wasn't by any means a complete one but what she did have was enough for Cortana to use as a reference point to carry out research throughout the internet.

"Hey Cortana, you got the hummer back together yet or is it still in a million pieces?" Xander shouted across the room as he did his weight lifting.

"Its back together and fully armored with the best that I could come up with. Why you planning on taking it out tonight?" She replied sparing a few moments of her core personality from various tasks.

"Ya, I thought I let the town know that there's a new hunter around now and that if they wanna live to get the hell out." Xander replied as he attempted to keep his rep motions steady. "I think I'll go in full armor tonight."

"Good idea. I'll start warming up the armor for combat operations." Cortana said as she began doing just that.

After Xander finished his workout, a short one at that, he went upstairs to change into clothing that could be worn underneath the armor. Namely a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, it was this that got Jenny's attention as he came back down the stairs.

"Going out tonight?" She asked

"Ya its time I announced my presence to the population. You wanna drive?" He replied as they both walked out to where the armor was stored.

"Sure."

Xander quickly but efficiently checked the armor over before donning it. Each piece was locked into place before moving on. Once the armor was fully sealed and locked down he selected his weapons load out for the night. Thinking that since he wanted to make an impression on the locals he should go for heavy firepower he took the MA5B assault rifle along with two M6D pistols as back up weapons.

Driving through town both Xander and Jenny were quiet as they thought of the changes to their lives tonight would bring. This night would be the first in many of fighting against the darkness, destroying the forces of evil, and fighting for the goal that all of mankind had fought for all his life. The goal of final victory over the demons that sought to destroy mankind or to dominate him.

Willy's bar was usually a rowdy joint. Dozens of demons would frequent the place to get a beer or whatever their species usually drank. Vampires would use this place to get some blood without going through the hassle of tracking down a victim. Others would come to conduct business under the table so to speak as no names were ever asked for here. Hell some even came to watch the Slayer beat the crap out of Willy for information on occasion. But tonight all of the patrons wished they could've been somewhere else.

The door exploded inward with enough force to nearly decapitate a young vampire who had been heading out. When the smoke cleared standing in the door was a massive black armored clad man nearly seven feet tall. Weapons were hanging off him. No one could see his face thanks to a yellowish face shield covering it, though most would hazard a guess and say he didn't look happy. Silence prevailed throughout the room until one vampire was dumb enough to talk to the armored menace.

"What the bloody hell do you think you're doing mate?" The bleached blood vampire known as Spike roared from his place at the bar. "You think you can just waltz in here and start shooting us?"

The armored man took one step over the threshold into the bar and leveled the massive gun in his hands in the direction of Spike.

"Hate to break it to ya mate, guns don't kill vampires." Spike sneered.

This provoked a response of a hail of bullets. Spike had forgotten one thing when he said bullets don't kill vampires. They didn't have to kill to hurt like a bitch. Vampires are a demon trapped in a human body so they are also susceptible to anything that could damage a human and bullets were designed to hurt humans.

It was a bloodbath, the vampires and demons scrambling to get out of the way of this armored creature as he unleashed a hailstorm of weapons fire throughout the bar. Screams and the sound of gunfire wafted out the door and onto the street, though no one came to see what was going on. Any and all that heard those sounds decided that tonight was not the night to visit Willy's.

While the bullets did fail to kill the vampires the destructive damage they did to their bodies was almost beyond belief. Bodies were torn apart by the kinetic energy being slammed into them with the force of sledgehammers. Arms, legs, and other body parts were blown off. After a demon was chopped down to size the creature would then be put of their misery by the armored figure removing their head with a massive knife that seemed to just appear in his hand. Vampires and demons died and all this time Willy just cowered behind the bar praying to whatever gods he could think hoping that maybe one of them would save his sorry ass.

After a few minutes with no more screams or gunfire Willy slowly raised his head up over the bar to see if the hunter was gone. He wasn't, almost as soon as he raised his head Willy was grabbed by the scruff of his neck and pulled up and over the bar.

"Don't hurt me, please don't hurt me. I'll do whatever you want. I'll pay you just please don't kill me!" He cried in a desperate attempt to save his life.

The hunter spoke with a gravely voice that sounded like death itself. "You are the worst scum the human race has to offer. You consort with demons; I should end your life right now. But I will let you live on one condition."

"Anything, anything at all. You name it and its yours!" Willy blubbered.

"You now work for me. You hear any information on the activities of demons or vampires, you send it my way. The first time your information is wrong and your life is forfeit. Do you understand me?" The voice grated out.

"I get ya, I understand perfectly!" Willy nodded his head as fast as he could, knowing that if he didn't agree to this deal he was dead anyway. Maybe sometime down the road he could set the hunter up but until then it was every man for himself and he had no problems selling out the demons that frequented his bar.

"Good." With that the hunter dropped Willy on the ground before turning to walk out the door. Before he crossed the threshold he spoke one last time to the 3 or 4 survivors of his massacre. "I'm the new hunter in town, if you want to live get out of Sunnydale."

One of the braver, or dumber depending on who you asked, survivors asked the question that they were all thinking. Well those who could think at this point anyway. "Who are you?"

"I'm Spartan 117." With that he left. A few seconds later they heard the sound of a large car speeding off into the night.

A few hours later Willy having closed the bar was fast at work trying to clean the place up. This had to have been the worst night ever in the history of his bar. Tens of thousands of dollars in damages, bullet holes in damn near every wall and not to mention that nearly every table he owned was busted.

One of said tables decided it was time to move, it seemed whoever was lying underneath it woke up and pushed it off himself. "Dammit that hurt. I'm going to track that bloody bastard down and kill him with my bare hands!" Spike roared as he slowly got up. When the stranger had opened fire the first few rounds had shoved Spike into the back of the room where debris and other bodies had fallen on top of him. Probably saving his unlife in the long run.

After Spike got himself to his feet he walked into the backroom jumping down into the tunnels, thinking to himself that maybe tonight it was better to stay off the streets and out of sight until he was ready to take the hunter on.

Willy just sighed to himself as he watched his last standing table finally give up the ghost and collapse. Sometimes he really wondered why he even bothered to stick around and keep his bar open.

"Whoa, decided to redecorate the bar Willy?" Buffy said as she came into the bar. "Who did all this?"

"Its none of your business Slayer. Just leave me alone and take soul boy with you." Willy responded as he watched the two of them come closer. Angel didn't even acknowledge the semi insult with a response.

"Now Willy, you know you wanna tell me or do I have to persuade you again?" She said in an overly sweet voice.

"Christ no Slayer, look around this place is toast. I don't need anymore trouble tonight!" He whined hoping that they would just leave but he knew his luck wasn't that good.

"Well if you don't tell me what I want to know then we'll just have to trash the rest of the place. Want to talk now?" She threatened.

"Fine. This guy just came in and started blazing away with his guns. Damn near killed everyone in here, only a few made it out. He said he was the new hunter in town and if they wanted to live to get out of sunnydale." Willy talked fast hoping to get the Slayer and pet vamp out of what was left of his bar as fast as possible.

"The nerve of that guy thinking he can just come into MY town and start hunting! What did he call himself?" She shouted at him.

"He said to call him Spartan 117." Willy replied quickly trying to back away from the angry slayer.

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The gate room was full of soldiers and officers from Stargate Command. They were here to be congratulated for their efforts in rescuing SG-1 from the clutches of the Goa'uld Hathor. Dozens of soldiers had been sent on the mission to recover their lost team but some had not returned. Falling in battle to an enemy that showed no mercy and was not above destroying the worlds of those who opposed him.

Major General George Hammond stood at the top of the gate ramp giving the speech that praised the efforts of those who had emerged victorious once again and also those who had given their lives in the ultimate sacrifice. Also standing with him was Arthur Simms, the secretary of defense, and SG-1 in its entirety.

Today was a day that would live in the history books of mankind, when they got around to actually writing this section that is, the day when mankind would once again meet a truly alien race known as the Asgard. General Hammond and Colonel O'Neill were at this time finishing up the promotion of Captain Carter to the rank of Major.

Colonel O'Neill was called upon to make a short speech after the promotion but before he got the chance to start it he disappeared in a flash of white light.

"And in conclusion I'd like to say…" O'Neill just trailed off as he gazed down upon the Earth from high above it. It took his mind a few moments to grasp the fact that he was no longer standing upon his home world. He turned to look around the room that he was in now. It had a distinctly alien look to it, high ceilings with curved walls surrounding him made out of a metal that he could not identify. At the other end of the room was a high backed chair that looked too small to be used by a human; it was suddenly engulfed in a flash of white light, which faded to reveal an alien that looked remarkably the reports of the Roswell Grays.

The alien stared at him for a few seconds before speaking in perfect English. "Greetings Jack O'Neill."

"Greetings." Jack responded by force of habitat before he could stop himself. It took a few seconds for him to realize that the alien had addressed him by name. "Have we met?"

"I am Thor, Supreme Commander of the Asgard Fleet."

For the next few minutes the conversation revolved around distressing news that the System Lords were contemplating launching an attack nearly one hundred times more powerful than the one launched by Apophis last year. With the death of Hathor the System Lords had decreed that Earth was too large of a threat to them.

The Asgard had determined that this was unacceptable to them but since the vast majority of the Asgard fleet was unavailable for combat hindered their options. It had been then decided that the Asgard would reveal themselves to the SGC and ask if for their permission to negotiate on behalf of Earth for entry within the Protected Planets Treaty.

Jack agreed to the idea of negotiations but his preference was for warships but seeing as they weren't available he would settle for whatever would prevent this attack.

A few days later the treaty summit began. The sessions were usually short and tense. The Asgard having chosen Jack to represent Earth at the summit, in his mind a bad idea, but he did it seeing as he had no choice.

The most startling thing to happen was when the Goa'uld demanded the surrender of the Earth Gates, both of them. Which raised a few questions on how the hell they knew that there was more than one gate on the planet. With the threat of a Goa'uld fleet showing up to destroy Earth and no other options presenting themselves it had been decided to surrender the gates in the hope that Earth would be spared.

Though before the treaty could be accepted things as usual around the SGC went to hell. Kronos was attacked supposedly by Teal'c and laid near death. The other two snakes of course blamed Earth for this betrayal and demanded to be able to return to their worlds. It was at this point that the SGC decided to throw caution to the wind and took the snake's hostage in hopes of figuring out a way out of this mess soon.

The situation was resolved a few hours later when Jack bluffed with Nirti and Lord Yu by telling of Nirti's phase shifting technology which made Nirti fearful for her own life making her reveal that she in fact actually had the tech and did attack Krono's. With Krono's healed and his vote allowing the gates to remain on Earth things seemed to be returning to normal, though normal was relative in the SGC, but no one knew how long that would last.

As Thor was about to leave orbit and return to the Asgard home galaxy a sensor technician came forward to speak to him.

"Commander Thor we have detected an anomalous life form on the planet's surface. It seems to be technological in origin. What should we do with this information?"

"For now nothing. We shall leave a cloaked surveillance satellite in a high polar orbit to monitor the life form and also the SGC. I believe that we will be returning to this planet more often in the future."