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The Quantum Gate closed behind them and everyone on the bridge of the Orion sighed in relief. Major Jacob O'Neill, tapped the button for the fleet comm channel. Gathering his thoughts he prepared for what he wanted to say.

"All ships this is the Orion. We did it. After four years of planning, the sacrifices of our lost comrades, our worlds, our galaxies, we're finally free of the Ori. I would like a senior meeting of the fleet commanders and all military and civilian leaders in one hour aboard the Orion. We need to discuss our next course of action. Scout ships are to scan and recon the local area. We don't want to anger any of the natives if we've stumbled into their territory by mistake. All ships begin system checks, ensure nothing was damaged. City ships and civilian transports maintain position within the center of the fleet, Jaffa Hat'aks, Asgard Battlecruisers and Tau'ri Warships shall maintain a perimeter around all other ships. That is all, Orion out."

He didn't know how or why, but everyone from the Tok'ra, the Asgard and the Jaffa were all looking to him for leadership. It was probably because his parents led the charge which eventuall brought about the end of the Goa'uld and the Replicators, and were now looking at him to lead them into a new world. Speaking of his parents, he didn't know how his mom and Thor had managed it but they'd somehow talked his dad into cloning all of SG1 in younger bodies....well except for Teal'c...he was still quite young for a Jaffa, or at least Master Bra'tac kept saying so anyway. He was glad they'd found a way to give the Jaffa their own immune systems, almost equal in strength to that of a symbiote, which meant they'd live far longer than normal. It's estimated Master Bra'tac has another hundred years left in him at least. As for the rest of SG1 they were in stasis on Thors ship awaiting reanimation. Thor had left when his parents would awaken to Jacob, seeing as he was their son. Daniel and Vala would be awoken by the order of their daughter Sha're Jackson. Cameron Mitchell had declined the chance to 'start over' as it were, said he could here his grandma spouting warnings of hellfire and brimstone and him burning in hell if he did. Even though she'd been dead for years.

"Alright people....lets get to work!"

"Sir, sensors detect two ships to port, one is huge and firing upon another smaller ship."

"Inform the fleet to move to a safe distance. Helm take us towards them. Comms prepare to hail both ships."

"Aye Sir!"


Imperial Star Destroyer Devastator - Tatooine System:

The Dark Lord of the Sith, Darth Vader had felt a disturbance in the Force not a few minutes previously, something had swept across it in such a way that every force sensetive in the galaxy had probably felt it. Trained or untrained. It felt neither of the lightside nor the darkside, however when he'd tried to follow it back towards its source, something had blocked him, something unimaginably powerful.

"Sir! A large fleet of ships has appeard in system!"

The Captain of the Devastator turned to the scanning officer, his moment of triumph over the crippling of a suspected rebel ship ruined. Scowling he walked towards the officer's station.

"Rebels?" The word was spat with as much disgust as was humanly possible.

"I don't believe so sir. None of the ships match anything in the known database."

That peaked Vader's interest. He walked towards the scanning station, nervous crewmen shaking in fear as he passed by, but none of them dared to look at him.

"What is it Captain?"

"Lord Vader! Scanners have detected a fleet of unknown ships in system. It could be a rebel plot my lord or some fool planet has gotten into its head to stand against his Majesty's just and legal rule."

"What are the ships doing now?"

The lieutenant at the scanning station read the readouts the scanners were feeding him and replied with the same professional authority trained into all members of the Imperial Navy.

"Nothing my lord. They're just sitting there....wait! One of the ships is moving towards us, the rest are moving away."

If this was an attacking fleet then they were foolish to only send one ship against an Imperial Star Destroyer. Vader again searched the Force for answers, he did not feel any direct threat to himself or his ship but something told him it would be unwise to attack whoever they were outright, he would wait. If nothing else the fires of Mustafar had taught him that impatience and overconfidence could cost you your life, or in his case the remainder of his limbs.

"What is the condition of the Tantive IV?"

"She is adrift my lord, should we tractor them in and begin boarding her?"

"No, I wish to deal with this unknown ship first. Inform the Tantive IV that if they attempt to flee they will be destroyed."

"Yes my lord!"

"My lord, the ship is hailing both us and the Tantive IV."

"Open channel."

The screen showed a young human male that he would assume was in his mid-to-late twenties, he was sitting in a high raised chair in the center of what he prosumed to be the bridge, obviously the captain of his ship. There were other humans in various stations around him, two directly in front of the captain. Others were in stations scattered around the bridge, two directly behind and on either side of the captain's chair. Another four at stations against the wall at the rear of the bridge.

"This is Major Jacob O'Neill of the Tau'ri Warship Orion, why are you firing upon an unarmed ship?"

"This is Lord Darth Vader of His Majesty's Imperial Star Destroyer Devastator, this is of no concern of yours, leave this system of be destroyed."

"This is the Tantive IV we are a consular ship, on a diplomatic mission. Please help us!"

"You are rebels and a traitors! And you, Major O'Neill, you will leave, now!"

"I can't do that. We have recieved a clear call for aid from a diplomatic ship, you will cease all hostilities or it'll be you who'll be fired upon."

Both the crews of the Devastator and the Tantive IV sat in shocked silence. No one dared ever speak to Darth Vader in that fashion. It was a sure way to ensure your execution.

Vader seethed with rage at the impertinence of this upstart! When one heard the name Darth Vader, one quaked in their boots! He clenched his prosthetic fist, it longed to reach down for his lightsabre and cut the fool into pieces. He attempted to calm himself, being rash and foolhardy only invited disaster. He made a hand gesture towards the comms officer, who gulped thinking he was going to be choked to death, but he quickly understood what the Sith lord wanted and cut the channel.

"Captain, move the Devastator into attack position, I want that ship vaporized!"

"Yes my lord!"

The Devastator turned to face the Orion. The Tau'ri Warship was dwarfed by the Devastator, as it only measured a third of the size of the Star Destroyer. With a speed that belied its size the Devastator moved to face the Orion and once in position fired numerous turbolasers at the smaller ship. The Orion's shields flared briefly and held fast. The Asgard-Alteran hybrid shields working perfectly, though the shield strength did drop to ninety-eight percent indicating the Devistaor had some serious firepower, they performed brilliantly.

The Orion powered up its own weapons, reverse engineered pulse cannons from one of Anubis' captured Ha'taks given to the Tau'ri by the Jaffa years ago. Enhanced to fire ionized plasma pulses, they were the third most powerful weapons the Orion had to offer. The first being a hybrid beam weapon of Asgard and Alteran design, its conception came too late to aid in the fight against the Ori but over half the Tau'ri ships had been outfitted with them by the time of the exodus. The second most powerful, Alteran drones.

Weapons charged, the Orion fired. As a testiment to Imperial shipbuilding the Devastator's shields absorbed ninety percent of the power from the twin pulses, but there was damage done. The strain on the shields caused a power surge in several systems, blowing out dozens of power conduits all over the ship.

Returning fire, the Devastator hoped to weaken the smaller ships shields enough to at least cripple it. The Orion though was not a ship the Empire had ever encountered before, arming four more Pulse Cannons the Orion fired six shots each one heading for a turbolaser port. The resulting explosions destroyed power conduits running through the Devastator's entire front line of turbolasers, rendering its frontal firing abilities usless.


The Tantive IV

During all this the Tantive IV with it's engines almost completely crippled with no hope of escape, had been busy plotting to get vital information off the ship. Princess Leia had a plan, loading an astromech droid, which carried the plans for the Death Star and his protocol droid friend into an escape pod, she launched them both towards the planets surface. Hoping against hope that General Kenobi would find them, she returned to the bridge to find the crew in shock. Turning to see what they found so shocking her eye widened.

Their supposed saviour the 'Orion' was engaged in battle with the Devastator....and causing massive damage. The Devastator's entire frontal 'nose' section was scortched with dozens of turbolaser ports completely blown appart while most others lay useless without the power to arm them. The Devastator turned, it's port side facing the Orion with fresh turbolasers, once again firing on the smaller ship.

The Orion it seemed wasn't ready to give in yet and fired several shots towards the larger ship. The Devastator's shilelds absorbed the majority of the blasts but not enough to save all the tubolasers, a good twenty of them had been completely destroyed while more suffered the same fate as the Orion kept firing. Turbolaser after turbolaser exploded in great balls of plasma, until that is the remaining turbolasers began scoring hits of their own. The Orion's shields while impressive could not hold completely under such a brutal attack.

Taking the wiser course of action it turned and began moving towards the Tantive IV. As it passed by Leia wondered if they were going to leave them to the tender mercies of the Empire. However it came as a bit of a shock when with a sudden flash of light Leia and the crew of the Tantive IV found themselves in what appeared to be a cargo bay.

"Welcome to the Orion." Startled she turned and saw a young human male in his early or mid thirties. "I'm Captain Stone, first officer of the Orion."

Composing herself she stepped foward.

"I am Princess Leia Organa of Alderaan, thank you for your assistance Captain. But how did we get here?"

"I'm afraid that's complicated your Highness, I'm sure someone will be happy to explain it to you in the future but right now I need to get you and the Captain of your ship to the bridge. If you'll follow me."

With that he turned and walked out the door, Leia being the calm collected indivual she was followed along with Captain Antilles.


Orion Bridge

"We have passed beyond the Devistator's weapons range."

Jacob nodded, glad. That last battle had taken a lot out of his ship. Shields were at forty-two percent and there was confirmed, but mild damage to decks three, eight and twelve. He made a note in the ships log that any further confrontations with a Star Destroyer should be met with at least two or more ships.

Scans of the vessel revealed it was packing some serious power generating capabilities, nowhere near as powerful as a ZPM, but equal to at least twenty naquada reactors. It's weapons were extremely powerful, each hit to their shields exceeding eight-hundred teratons.

The sound of the doors of a transport tube opening made him turn his head to look. Entering the bridge was his First Officer Captain Stone along with two of their guests.

"Major Jacob O'Neill, may I introduce her Highness Princess Leia Organa of Alderaan and Captain Antilles. Your Highness, Captain may I present Major Jacob O'Neill, commanding officer of the Tau'ri Warship Orion."

"A pleasure to meet you your Highness, Captain."

Princess Leia stepped foward, a look of determination on her face.

"Major I ask that you take us to the planet we were orbiting, there is information in the escape-pod we launched towards it that is vital towards my people's continued survival."

Jacob looked toward a screen attached to his command chair, sensor data of the local star system flowing across the screen.

"I'm afraid I can't do that your Highness. The Devastator has activated a tractor beam and is pulling your ship towards itself, no doubt Lord Vader will soon discover you and the crew missing and will assume we had something to do with it, which is true. We have to make our escape."

"But we can't let that information fall into Imperial hands!"

She was upset, yes Jacob would be too if someone had said the same thing to him, but there was no helping it.

"Princess let me ask you, why did you launch it towards the planet. Do you have an agent working there?" She looked to calm slightly.

"In a way, I ordered the droid carrying it to find a man living on the planet, he is not employed by my government but he is loyal to my father."

Jacob looked towards the sensor readings again.

"Then we'll have to hope he finds it. The most likely scenario if he does will be that he'll find transport to your planet."

She nodded, looking towards Captain Antilles who gave a brief nod of his own head. She looked back towards Jacob.

"Then we must make best speed towards Aldreaan."

Jacob blinked. Did she just order him, on his own ship?

"I'm afraid Princess that you'll have to wait. We have to meet with the rest of our fleet, plus we don't know the coordinates of Alderaan. If Captain Antilles will show my helm officer the coordinates we'll be on our way as soon as we catch up with the fleet."

"Very well." But he could see she didn't like the idea one little bit.


Four hours later. Exodus Fleet - Entering Alderaan System.

Leia couldn't believe how fast they'd gotten to Alderaan. It sometimes took days, even weeks to travel from the outer rim to the core worlds, but they had done it in only four hours. The Tantive IV's engineers were going ballistic trying to figure out how they'd done it. Some going as far as to claim time travel, others as folding space. But Captain Stone had told her they were using a hyperdrive system simular to their own. Simular. That was the magic word, not the same but similar, obviously their hyperspace technology was far more advanced than the rest of the galaxy.

The other interesting thing she'd encountered while on the ship were some of the other people on board. Most claimed to be from a planet called Earth, but she had never heard of such a place. She'd met a group of men in strange armour, some wearing metalic helmets that moved as if they were real heads. Some of the helmets were bird like, other serpent and one look like some kind of animal she'd seen in a petting zoo on Alderaan years ago, she couldn't remember what it was called but it's general species was called canine. When she'd asked Captain Stone if the strangely dressed men were some form of performance artists, he'd promptly burst into laughter.

He'd quickly explained that they were Jaffa, a proud warrior race who were decended from humans but had been genetically altered thousands of years ago to be a slave army. She was horrified at the very thought of it. He went on to say that his people had helped free them and now the Jaffa were enjoying freedom for the first time in thousands of years.

As he gave her a quick tour of the ship, they'd entered a lab where they'd met a short, bald, grey, naked creature that called itself an Asgard. His name was Baldur and apparently he was performing research into something that she never quite understood, he spoke in terms she couldn't understand. When she'd asked him to explain what he was saying, he'd simply looked at her and muttered in a langiage she didn't understand. Captain Stone quickly got them out of the room, he explained that the Asgard were an old race that looked at humans in some ways as their children.

Now however they were on a shuttle heading towards the royal palace.


Three days later - Millenium Falcon - Alderaan System.

"Well old man here we are, Alderaan. Now where do I get the other fifteen thousand credits you promised me?"

Obi-Wan smiled slightly, even though the good Captain Solo put up the front of a greedy smuggler, the force told him he had a good heart, especially concidering what Chewbacca had told him one night while Solo was asleep in his bunk, of how a young Solo had gotten kicked out of the Imperial Navy for stopping an officer from beating the Wookie to death.

"As soon as we land at the capital, I'm sure one of Bail Organa's aids will pay you what is owed."

It was then that Chewbacca gave a great cry from the cockpit.

"What now!?"

They both rushed to the cockpit, meeting Luke partway. As they reached it they instantly saw what the Wookie had made a fuss about. Hundreds, thousands of ships all positioned over Adreaan's nothern pole. Obi-Wan had never seen such ships before in his life and he should know, he'd listened to a young Anakin rattle of entire lists of ships, describing each one in detail, size, shape, speed, agility, power-output, defences, offences, strengths and weaknesses. Thoughts of his old padawan brought up painful memories. He buried them deep in the corners of his mind, returning his focus to the present. It was then that the comm came to life.

"Unidentified ship, this is Alderaan control, please state your name and purpose."

"Aderaan control this is Han Solo of the Millenium Falcon, we are transporting passangers to visit Bail Organa."

"Their names?"

"Ben Kenobi and Luke Skywalker, they're also bringing two droids with them, one protocol and an astromech."

There was silence for a few minutes until another voice came on the line.

"Millenium Falcon this is Aleraan Palace Control, you are authorised to land on platform one."

"Confirmed Palace Control, we're coming in now."

The landing went smoothly, which surprised Luke as he'd been expecting something to go wrong since the moment they took off. As they walked down the ramp they were met by two men and a woman. The first man was Bail Organa, he hadn't changed much since the last days of the Old Republic, just a little grey behind the ears and at the corners of his beard. The second man was in his early-to-mid twenties, he wore some kind of flightsuit with a patch on each shoulder, one depicted a hollow pyramid like structure with a circle directly above it. The other some constellation none of them had ever seen before with three symbols or letters of an unknown language beneath it. The woman was beautiful, she had rich chocolate brown eyes and brown silky hair. Her hair was held up high, wrapped up in two buns on either side of her head. Bail Organa smiled as he saw them.

"Obi-Wan! It's been too long old friend!"

"Indeed it has, ah and young Princess Leia! Why I haven't seen you since you were a baby, and my how you've grown, you look like just like your mother."

That surprised Leia, she didn't know anyone knew her birth mother besides her father. While Bail's face didn't betray him, his eyes told Obi-Wan he wasn't sure he should have said that. But Obi-Wan had been meditating over the past three days. He'd felt a great shift in the Force as if something had altered destiny, wether for good or ill was impossible to say but from that moment on things would be taking a different path. And that new path in the Force told him that Luke and Leia should know of their family ties. Perhaps not everything, but from a certain point of view. Obi-Wan then turned his attention to the young man who'd accompanied Bail and Leia and found it quite difficult to read him in the Force. He was there, he could sense his presence in the Force and the goodness inside him, but beyond that he could read nothing. As if the Force could not fully penatrate him. Bail noticed where Obi-Wan was looking and decided to make the introductions.

"Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi might I introduce Major Jacob O'Neill, commander of the Tau'ri Warship Orion, and one of the three commanders of the fleet you saw above the planet. He and his crew also saved Leia from capture by the Devistator, and I hear he had some choice word with Vader himself."

"Really?" Now that was great surprise to Obi-Wan. "Major O'Neill, a pleasure to meet you." He held out his hand and the Major shook it.

"The pleasure is mine Master Kenobi. The Viceroy has had nothing but good things to say about you."

Obi-Wan smiled, he then gestured to his own companions

"Might I introduce Captain Han Solo and his first mate Chewbacca of the Millenium Falcon and my Apprentice Luke Skywalker."

Hearing a throat being cleared, everyone turned to Han. Obi-Wan smiled.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot! I promised Captain Solo fifteen thousand credits should he bring us to Alderaan safely and seeing as we're all alive and well I would like to honour my word."

Bail smiled, the Jedi allowed themselves no worldy possessions, only enough money to buy simple provisions. Bail looked over his shoulder and signaled one of his aids foward.

"See that Captain Solo recieves what is owed him, plus a little extra for taking such good care of my very dear friend." Han's eyes widened, he almost never got tips. His usual crowd were greedy, tight pocketed, murderous scum. This made a great change and he smiled brightly. He felt so good that he might even go so far as to carry the old man's bag for him.

It was then someones comm chirped. Major O'Neill pulled a small device from his pocket and pressed one of the small buttons.

"O'Neill."

"Sir, we've picked something up on sensors approaching Alderaan, it's mass is immense sir almost like a small moon!"

All of a sudden the Captain of the Palace Guards came running towards Bail Organa.

"Viceroy! Viceroy!" He came to a stop just before Bail and took deep breaths. "Sir...it's...here, sir."

Bail looked concerned but very much confused. What could have caused the man to come charging out of the palace like a wild banther.

"What's here Captain?"

The Seargant looked at Bail, fear in his eyes.

"The Death Star, Viceroy."

To Be Continued....


Author's Notes:

Well there we go. The next chapter up, hope you like it.

cjcold2: Yeah I re-read the Trek verse story and saw that little glitch, so I changed the distance to point-five light years, their speed to warp five and the time to get there to fifteen minutes. I don't know if that's canon but it seems a little bit more realistic. As for the setting of the B5 verse, Yeah I know I've read a lot of stories about that particular episode, but to be frank I don't really care if it's been done to death, 'Severed Dreams' is my favourite B5 episode, plus I didn't like that they killed of Captain Hiroshi.