The Battle for Atlaris

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Author's Notes: After much waiting here's the Goa'uld attack that was mentioned by Tycho at the end of Little Lost Girl. Hope u like this. Please Read and Review.

Summary: The Goa'uld attack the Galactic Alliance colony world of Atlaris.

Timeline: Runs at the same time as the last few chapters of Little Lost Girl

Chapter Three More of a challenge than expected

Ta'chan led his squad-two dozen strong of Jaffa warriors, in the name of the great god, Tutu. He had served his master well over the decades and Tutu had time and again rewarded him for his faithful service, his family were protected and some even said he would one day ascend to First Prime of Tutu's armies.

This is why Tutu had trusted him to lead the Stargate assault on the planet, resistance had been minimal from the beginning, upon exiting the stargate he and his men had encountered frail old men and unbloodied young humans-they had stood no chance against his men and many fallen quickly before surrendering.

He'd left behind several men to guard the prisoners and separated the rest of his forces into several groups each with a specific target to secure. He'd chosen the most important task for his group-to assault the home of this world's leader!

Ta'chan reasoned that this would undoubtedly be the most heavily guarded part of the world and hence why it should be his target. Therefore, he has men were steadily moving towards their target that Tutu's spies had pinpointed previously.

Ta'chan and his men marched quickly down the streets of Atlaris; the streets were littered with rubble from the initial bombardment and broken bodies of various species that Ta'chan had never seen before. Unopposed the Jaffa made their way towards their target; Ta'chan signalled caution as the street curved blindly around a corner-the perfect place for an ambush a small part of his mind noted. With a small hand signal the lead two Jaffa moved forward in front of the group, cautiously they rounded the bend; they took two steps forward and disappeared out of sight. He waited for them to give the all clear signal but instead her heard a loud bang and the two Jaffa came hurtling out of the side street, they landed at Ta'chan's feet and didn't get up, he didn't need to check for signs of life to see that they were already dead.

Ta'chan's eyes darkened, "Jaffa Kree! He ordered.

The other Jaffa quickly rounded the bend staff weapons at the ready, the first Jaffa opened fire the moment he had a cleared the corner, the next one rapidly adding to his shots to the first and so one.

Ta'chan joined them lastly and added his own staff's fire to his men's. After a few seconds, he called out "Kree!"

The firing died down and he looked down expecting to his men's murders lying dead in front of him, instead he found they were alone in the street.

He frowned and turned around in confusion, where had he blast come from? These people never knew we were coming, how could they set up traps so fast?

He shook himself and gestured his men forward again, not seeing armoured figure in the shadows that was now following them.

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Several traps and thirteen dead Jaffa later, Ta'chan's blood was boiling with rage, railing at his unseen tormentors that were cutting down his men with impunity. With only nine Jaffa left under his command Ta'chan's dreams of being First Prime were rapidly washing away, eroded from the tide of failure that threatened to overwhelm him.

The great Tutu would not be most-most unpleased to hear of this failure.

Suddenly a roaring noise cut into his revere and one of his men shouted in alarm, "Look!"

He turned towards where the other Jaffa was pointing and shock hit him. An armoured figure was hanging in midair a short distance away from them. Before they could react the armoured figure, bent down exposing his back and fired some sort of missile down at them.

The Jaffa tried to scatter but it was too late, Ta'chan was thrown through the air several feet, and when he landed, he hit his head on some rubble. Groggily he strained to get up and face this unknown menace, he could hear fighting now. He heard the sound of staff weapons discharging and his men shouting, he blinked his eyes clear and pushed himself off of the ground getting shakily to his feet, his staff had been knocked out of his hand. He looked a the source of the commotion and caught sight of the man that had fired on them, time slowed for Ta'chan as the man slashed open the throat of one of Ta'chan's men with a short blade protruding from his right gauntlet while at the same time firing at another Jaffa that had almost lined up a shot against the man.

Both Jaffa went down one gurgling, drowning in his own blood as the other went down bonelessly a neat smoking hole in his forehead. The armoured man looked around him at the broken bodies of Jaffa that were lying around him and then turned to face Ta'chan. His face was hidden and Ta'chan could see the battlefield reflected in the man's sinister T-shaped visor, the blood spattered across the visor made him look like some kind of demon from Jaffa legend.

The man just stood there and after a second Ta'chan realised that he was staring back at him, silent and unmoving. The man holstered his gun, retracted his blade, and waited for the Jaffa's next move.

Where are the rest of my men? Thought Ta'chan in confusion as he looked for any help against this demon-spawned monster. Why is he just standing there?

He shook himself, it didn't matter all that matter was victory, and he would kill this interloper, he would teach him the folly of going against the forces of the great god Tutu!

Ta'chan bent down and drew a blade from his boot before roaring wordlessly and charging his men's murder.

The man stared down Ta'chan calmly and wordlessly as he approached and raised his arm in a great over handed stroke. When Ta'chan was close enough, the man reached out and grabbed the hand that held the blade stopping it's downwards spiral with his left hand and then rammed his right elbow into Ta'chan's face with bone breaking power. While at the same time, twisted his left hand and the knife fell from his Ta'chan's now numb hand.

He released his hold and Ta'chan reeled back, warm blood touching his lips as it dripped from his now broken nose. Ta'chan sneered at the man unflinching visor and went on the attack again.

He charged at the man and then feinted left before lashing out with a kick aimed at the man's armoured abdomen. The man wasn't fooled and grabbed Ta'chan's leg, pivoting he flung the Jaffa warrior away from him and into some nearby rubble. The impact knocked the breath out Ta'chan.

Ta'chan felt a hand around his throat lifting him bodily up and roughly throwing him against the rubble, he then found himself face to face with the visor again. Ta'chan spat in his enemy's face in defiance. The globule of saliva hit the visor and then slowly started to dribble downwards.

The man didn't flinch; instead, he calmly punched Ta'chan in his broken nose. Ta'chan howled in pain and felt the world grow dim around him, he tried to reach up and rip the man's hand away from his neck but the grip was like iron.

He tried punching the man but all his blows were blocked and in response, the man grabbed him with his other hand and broke Ta'chan's wrist.

Suddenly the hand on his throat started to get tighter and Ta'chan's struggles became more frantic despite all the pain he felt.

The man reared his head back and rammed his helmet into Ta'chan's face.

This time darkness claimed Ta'chan.

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A while later, back aboard Tutu's flagship, Tutu was smiling contently down at Atlaris, things were going according to plan, the planet's defences were gone and his Jaffa were meeting with only minimal resistance from the planet's militia groups.

He sat back contently, yes today was definitely a good day, between the captured mines and new technologies he expected to gain from this would help strengthen his position among the Goa'uld, and one day help him attain the status of a full System Lord.

He paused thoughtfully, or at least secure me powerful position under Anubis. He shook himself, in either case; he'd more power than he had ever been.

"My lord!" called out Tutu's First Prime, Ta'chan.

"Kree La'chan?" demanded Tutu, annoyed at being brought out of his amusing revere.

"My lord, our forces have taken all the objectives except the leaders of this world," La'chan reported nervously.

Tutu frowned, "Was not that Ta'chan's target?" he demanded, now concerned, unlike other Jaffa Ta'chan was much more competent than the average Jaffa.

"Yes my lord, but…" La'chan hesitated.

"But what?" demanded Tutu angrily.

"I sent others to search for him and his men. The scouts found all of his forces have been found slaughtered in the streets of the capital city but there is no sign of Ta'chan himself," reported La'chan in confusion.

Tutu froze, resistance had been little so far did the enemy have a reserve that he and his spies did not know about? If so heads would roll! Literally! He vowed silently to himself.

Tutu opened his mouth but was cut off when alarms began to ring out on the pel'tac, La'chan turned back around to deal with this new problem, "My lord, a ship has appeared from hyperspace!"

Tutu sneered, "If they attempt to interfere…then destroy them!" he ordered arrogantly.

La'chan heard his god's words but was too engrossed in his sensor readouts, the sheer number of weapons that were now actively targeting their vessel, he gulped in fear, "Uh my lord…that may not be possible."

"What?!" shrieked Tutu in outrage, La'chan had always been one of his most loyal Jaffa, "You dare question my orders?"

"No my lord, but…but-the vessel approaches!" he reported his voice filled with awe and fear. "they are also launching fighters."

Tutu frowned even in his anger realising that this was very abnormal behaviour for his most trusted servant, he allowed suggestions and was willing to listen to good ideas but outright questioning? No La'chan knew that was intolerable.

Tutu looked towards the approaching ship and froze. He jumped off of his throne and came to stand by his First Prime, he gazed at the sensor readings and his eyes widened in terror.

"They are signalling my lord," reported La'chan.

Tutu nodded, and La'chan put it on the speakers.

"This Admiral Wedge Antilles of the Super-class Star Destroyer Anakin Solo, Surrender immediately!" demanded a cold male voice in anger, his tone leaving no possibility that there was any other option other than surrender.

Tutu responded with hesitation, "No answer," he gazed at the approaching ship as if it was his personal doom, "Jump to Hyperspace! Get us back to Dakala now!" he ordered naming his most heavily fortified world.

Without another word, La'chan complied with his god's commands and a few seconds later Tutu's mothership jumped to hyperspace while in the middle of Atlaris's gravity well, leaving behind all their troops on the surface and their Deathglider squadrons as well as the very shocked crew of the Galactica Alliance Executer-class Super Star Destroyer, the Anakin Solo.

Author's Notes: Hope you enjoyed this, don't forget to Review! Okay that's chapter three, Boba Fett plus a Wedge, just one more chapter and we're done here, then hopefully I can start with the continuation of the main storyline.