Review Reply's:

KafeiDetour: Thanks, hope you keep enjoying it!

GenoBeast: As I imagined Atum (which is another Egyptian 'god' IRL) while thinking/writing that chapter, I perceive that he realizes he was one of, if not the last of the system lords. He also realizes that the Tau'ri are largely to blame, to that effect he knows he can't just waltz up and destroy earth with any pish posh fleet. To that effect (which will be explained more plainly later on) Atum made major upgrades to his flagship (enough to power the weapon for a nominal charge), though he finds out (painfully), that his ha'taks need upgrades too.

As to the Aschen, they are a very dirty race, just from their few appearances in episodes in the series, that is evident. To that effect I plan to continue writing them as such, though that doesn't mean they don't have a few ace's up their sleeve that isn't bio-warfare based.

Thanks for the detailed reviews as well, really keeps me on my toes!

Authors Notes: Here's the latest chapter! This one was a fun one to write and I enjoyed it. Hope everyone enjoys the read, Leave me a review and tell me what you think!

Authors Note edit 1

This is the revised chapter 9. Hopefully it's better than the previous one. If it's not, be sure to yell at me! I have the backup somewhere around here...

Chapter 9

Langara

It was a dire time on Langara following the Ori invasion. The Langarans refused to follow the Ori, knowing that they were false gods like the goa'uld. Because they refused to bow down, they were punished. Two thirds of the planets population was wiped out without a second thought. And that's not all, their technology and infrastructure were largely destroyed as well. Seemingly overnight they were knocked back into the stone age.

Jonas Quinn was trying to reverse the wrongs that the Ori had caused. He became the de facto leader of his people. Given the lead he did many things to try and help his people. He sent out teams of people to try to gather people and supplies in one area. He knew that if they were to survive and thrive, they had to work together like they never have before.

Jonas was smart, learning many things on Langara and Earth and other worlds. He tried to put that knowledge to use to build farms and new buildings for housing needs of the multitudes of people joining 'his' capital city, he was pulling it off too. While not enough for everyone, his efforts for new farms had paid out in spades. Before long he was lauded as the savior of the Langara people.

While it was impossible for them to rebuild to what they were like before the Ori had arrived, Jonas was going to get them as far as he could in the short life he had available to him.

Ulyarde Rushprora

Ulyarde Rushprora in Alteran, also known as Hebridan, was similar in many ways to Langara. They also did not bow down to the Ori, and they also were punished. The Hebridans had something going for them though, and that is that not all of their colonies were discovered and persecuted by the Ori. While their 'homeworld' of Hebridan was reduced in population by two thirds, their several mining colonies and their lone prison colony was never discovered.

So after the Ori had been defeated and scattered, the Hebridans colonies came to the rescue. Because of this, they did not suffer like the Langarans, they were already a space faring race and had a great surplus of foodstuffs on their other colonies to keep everyone fed on Hebridan while they rebuilt their infrastructure. To keep their spirits up and hope alive, they even continued their space race, known as the Loop of Kon Garat. Though Samantha Carter and SG-1's somewhat friend Warrik participated in the race one year, they did not win due to sabotage.

So when a mysterious ship came to their world and engaged in a dogfight for seemingly no reason, they thought (and rightly so) that they should spread the word. The Hebridans thought it was an advance scout ship testing their defensive capabilities and wanted to have some backup. So they contacted Earth to see if they could help.

Earth (Avolona)

At the public stargate terminal in the highly defensible building an unscheduled stargate activation had the building on alert. The stargate shield iris popped up and the city ship shield around the stargate activated as well. A prerecorded video was sent through, it looped five times and then the gate shut down. Within an hour the new SGC base had received the data and dialed Hebridan.

Thor, SGC Base of Operations

SG-1 was briefed and within an hour and thirty minutes of the initial contact they were sent to Hebridan to study the wreckage of the ship that attacked the planet. Little did they know at the time that they would recognize it instantly for what it really was, and prepare for what was to inevitably come.

Destiny

Eli was working along side Tina, the name they gave their new friendly replicator, to get power flowing through the main power relay they were currently working at.

"Darnit! I can't get that piece out, it's like it's completely rusted!" Eli said. He stood back up and stared at the exposed power relay with a look of extreme anger.

"Allow me." Tina said. She/it then knelt down closer to the item in question and put it's hand a few inches away, then its hand looked like it turned into some molten metal and tiny specks of nanites started to fly to the blocked piece of equipment. Within ten seconds the old broken pipe unlatched and fell to the ground. "There you go." Tina said.

Eli looked at her jealously, "Man, that must come in handy! Wish I could do that, repairing stuff wouldn't be a problem then at all! You're like the universes most perfect Swiss army knife!"

After Eli picked up the pipe and threw it into the bucket he was carrying around for junk items he talked into the radio, "Ok Rush, we're ready for the new pipe assembly."

"Copy." came Rush's reply.

A few seconds later there was a bright light and a perfect, shiny and brand new pipe appeared in front of Eli and Tina. Tina then used her nanites to install the new pipe, the whole process only taking about a minute.

Eli talked into the radio again, "Alright it's good to go Rush, try a little power through there."

There was a slight hum and then Rush radioed back, "You've done, power is flowing through."

Repairs similar to that was happening all over the ship. The only problem for the human repairers were the depressurized areas of the ship. Eli, Rush, and the other scientists, not wanting to do a load of repairs while in the space suits, decided to go a little more advanced route. They created one hundred little nanite spider replicators to go around and repair the ship. Tina uploaded Destiny's complete specs to their nanite cells and before long they were crawling all over the ship repairing hull breaches first then critical systems and power conduits. Day by day Destiny was getting greater shield strength, better weapons efficiency, faster FTL capability, and larger energy reserves, not to mention giving the crew access to more of the ship, allowing them to explore and see what other things that Destiny was hiding.

Col. Young went to the communication stones and reported back to Earth.

With a slight disorientation, Young looked at the screen to see whose body he had just possessed. Col. Telford, Why doesn't that surprise me, he thought. He stood up and walked to the guard on duty at the entrance to the room.

"This is Col. Young, I need to see General O'neill immediately."

In less than ten minutes he was allowed in to see his favorite General. As he walked in Jack looked up in a entertained and slightly confused look and said, "Col. Young, I wasn't expecting you for," jack looked down at his watch, "another two years, eleven months, and one week."

"There's been a development sir." came the crisp reply.

Jack shook his head in amazement at all the things that went wrong out there half way across the universe to the new crew of the Destiny, he spoke up, "Well what went wrong this time?"

Young filled him in on recent events aboard ship, starting with their drop out of FTL and their subsequent early revival, and ending in the events of today about their ongoing repairs and Destiny's slow and methodical restoration.

"Good news huh, I thought that was forbidden for that group of yours. Who do we have to thank for the generator and all the new equipment?" asked Jack.

Young shifted slightly and answered, "The...uh... replicator says that we have Tim Fredricks to thank for the help, though I have no idea who that is."

Jack stood up so fast his chair went rolling back into his other office equipment and he all but yelled, "Did you say replicator? Why the hell wasn't I informed as soon as you were revived?"

Young was slightly perturbed at the General's reaction but said, "I didn't have much to report, I wanted to find out if we were gonna die or not before I returned to tell you."

Jack understood that feeling, having to experience the same thing a couple of times with SG-1. Jack grabbed his chair from behind him and sat down, thinking to himself about Tim sending a replicator. Tim seemed like a good guy though and by the sound of it they were really starting to put that ship back into excellent shape.

Jack sighed, he knew he had to get a hold of Tim to see what he was doing with Destiny and if he had any ulterior motives. Back to the matter at hand, Jack thought, "Alright Colonel go back and get that thing in shape, if it can dial back to earth when it's repaired, I want it done yesterday! Get everyone home."

Col. Young nodded and said, "Will do General."

Back on Destiny Young went to the control interface room to talk to Rush. When he got there he saw the man at one of the consoles working away.

"How are the repairs coming?" asked Young.

Rush looked up, surprised the Col was back already from reporting in to Earth. "They are coming along quite nicely. We should have a one hundred percent efficient Destiny within a week, she still won't look new, but at least she'll be functioning like new." Rush actually smiled telling Col Young the news. He was very excited to be able to get the ship back in perfect working order. Not to mention the energy to mass converter that was installed, it made the best steak tenderloin, which was Rush's favorite.

To tell the truth everyone on board was much happier now that they could get the things they needed. Clothes and real food were the first choice to many. They enjoyed having something else to wear other than what they'd had on them and whatever was in the supplies they brought.

"That reminds me," started Rush before Col Young could leave the room, "We'll be able to cross the void much faster now. As we all know the FTL drive wasn't operating at peak efficiency when we arrived, well it turns out that it was barely running altogether. With the new replacements and the others repaired, we should be able to make the edge of the next galaxy within twenty days."

"That's great news!" said the Col, visibly happy with what he'd heard. He expected to have to be awake for the whole trip, and three years in the void didn't make him quite happy. "I'm going to inform the crew." he finished.

Col. Young tapped his earpiece and said, "Everyone, I have some wonderful news. With the recent repairs and replacements that has been going on, our FTL travel speed has increased significantly. We will arrive at the next galaxy in around twenty days."

As he tapped the earpiece again he and Rush could actually hear people cheering from elsewhere on the ship, their screams of joy echoing loudly down the hallways. The sound brought a full smile to both Nicholas Rush and Col. Young.

Tarfino Hancores

The intercom sounded and asked me to come to the control room. I walked down the hallway to the nearest transporter and arrived about twenty seconds after they contacted me.

"What is it?" I asked.

"We have gotten some interesting information from one of our scout ships here in Avalona." said Alba, an advanced personable replicator.

"Go ahead."

"The scout ship was scanning a habitable planet in a solar system about thirty light years from here and started to pick up many human life-signs."

"Ok? We know there are many human inhabited planets in this galaxy, what makes this one so special?"

"It appears their current level of technology is inconsistent with what has been found on planetary scans. There is a somewhat high level of technology base on the planet, possibly even capable of space travel, but the population appear to be living in an almost nomadic culture. The scans indicate that they have only very recently stopped using it, it is not left over from another culture."

"Interesting..." I said. Thinking about the situation, I didn't understand why these people would want to distance themselves from that level of technology to go to a sort of nomadic living style. "This merits further investigation, I will depart immediately."

I decided I wanted to go there with at least some firepower in case all was not as it seemed. So I decided to take one of the recently finished Clementia class battlecruisers along with an Aurora class science vessel. I boarded the Clementia named 'Primitus' since it was the first one off the line, and was transported to the bridge. In orbit of our home, I ordered the Primitus to take the Aurora into tow and then enter hyperspace towards the planet. The Auroras still had the less efficient inter-stellar hyperdrive installed so they weren't as fast as the new ships.

My small fleet arrived at the planet in a few minutes and we released the Aurora from tow.

"Scan the planet." I ordered.

A few seconds later massive amounts of data was being returned from the sensors and the replicator at the console said, "Initial scans indicate twenty thousand human life-signs worldwide."

"Understood." I finished putting on the gear I brought with me and decided that I would like to go down and talk to these people first hand.

"Beam me down to this one." Tim said while pointing to a single dot several hundred meters from a semi large group.

Tollana

Narim was out walking around his camp thinking to himself. He thought about the past and the present and the future. After the goa'uld known as Tanith brutally attacked and killed most of the people on Tollana, they tried to rebuild their civilization to its once great height. Then another threat came, Anubis, he coveted the Tollan technology planning to incorporate it with his own. He sent down armies of jaffa to scour the planet and to retrieve Tollans to be interrogated for their knowledge. After he had killed and stolen enough people and taken examples of their technology, Anubis packed up and left. The Tollans that hid well enough to not get caught by the jaffa soon turned to a different way of life, too ashamed and disappointed with what happened to their civilization.

Narim sat down on a log and thought back to a girl he had once cared for a great deal, and still cares for to this day. Her name is Samantha Carter. As he was thinking of the time he spent with her on Earth, he heard a faint sound. He stood up and looked around trying to figure out what made the noise. When he finally gave up looking for it he went back to the log and sat down again. Looking out over the plains in front of him he was scared stiff when out of nowhere, right in front of him, a man shimmered and appeared. Narim stood up quickly trying to judge if he was in any danger.

"Hello, I mean you no harm." the man said.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Narim sputtered.

"My name is Tim, and I'm here to talk with you about what happened here." he said as he raised his arms and indicated the surrounding area.

"What do you mean?"

The man stepped forward gingerly and noticed Narim's injured arm. He had a long gash from his elbow to his wrist.

"How did that happen?" Tim asked, pointing to Narim's arm.

"It happened when we fell some tree's for building material and firewood, why?"

Tim took another step forward and gestured with his hand, "May I?"

Narim looked confused and for some reason decided he could trust this strange man a little. "Sure, I guess."

Narim watched as Tim put his hands on his arm. Tim closed his eyes in concentration, Narim's arm started healing as he stood there and a few moments later Tim let go of him and stepped back. Narim looked in amazement at his arm as he realized that it was completely healed! Even his aching knees and back felt better.

"How did you do that?" Narim asked.

Tim shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's easy, all of my people can do it."

"Your people? Who are your people?" he asked.

"I am an Alteran. We are the ones many people in this galaxy refer to as, 'the ancients'."

Narim was dumbfounded, he thought the ancients were all wiped out and gone.

"Wait, that means you're allies of our friends the Nox." Narim said.

Here Tim was surprised and looked at Narim as if it was his first time seeing him and said, "Not many people know of the Nox, they are not the most social people. Tell me, how do you know of them?"

"They helped us in our relocation to this world when our homeworld was being destroyed by cataclysmic natural events. They also helped us build a stargate for this world." Narim stated.

Tim nodded, satisfied with that answer, "Yes, the Nox are a very helpful people. Anyway, I would like to know what transpired on this planet, why the people here now are essentially nomads."

Narim told him everything, Tollan, Tanith, Anubis, everything he remembered from the history of his people. It took half an hour. After it was all done Tim nodded again acknowledging the fact that the Tollans were now semi self imposing their nomadic lifestyle. He could sense the deep regret and depression in the mans mind.

"I think I can help." Tim said after a lengthy pause.

Atlantis

"I still can't believe it!" John said. He, Teyla, and Ronon were all grabbing some food and chatting like normal in the dining hall.

"I think it's a good thing." said Ronon while eating french fries.

"I agree, it should be much easier now here with help from your whole planet." Teyla said as she was playing with what remained of her salad.

Rodney came strolling in, late as usual, and got his food. He looked up when he heard laughing and looked over to where it came from, his teams table. They always talk about me before I get here, their all just jealous. He thought to himself in his usual egomaniac thoughts. He walked over to the table and sat down between Ronon and John.

"So what do you think of Earth knowing about everything Rod?" John joked.

They all still called him Rod every now and then to get on his nerves from the time that his alternate self came to Atlantis.

Rodney sneered back (while still getting his food ready, being made fun of wasn't going to stop him from eating) and said, "Well, I'm not sure really...there is good news though. I am now really famous and everyone on Earth now realizes how much of a genius I am." he said smugly.

They all sat there talking and laughing for the next half hour, then went about their separate duties for awhile. Mr. Woolsey's voice came on over the intercom, "Col. Sheppard, Dr. Mckay, Teyla, and Ronon to the conference room please."

Five minutes later everyone had arrived and sat down with Mr. Woolsey.

"Why are we here?" asked Rodney, "I've got a lot of important things I could be doing."

"Like what, blowing up this solar system?" shot John with a smile.

"Oh, ha ha, very funny. Am I ever going to live that one down?" he asked.

John started to respond when Woolsey, cut in, "Ok that's enough people. We're starting."

"A few moments ago we got a contact on long range sensors, it is heading straight here and will be here within the hour." Woolsey stated.

"Wait a sec." started Rodney, "We just picked it up on sensors and it will be here in an hour? That's not possible! It would have to be moving at incredible speeds! Faster than Atlantis even!"

"That's what I was told." Woolsey said shaking his head. "So who do we think it is? Who has that kind of technology?"

Everyone assembled looked to one another, no one knowing a likely answer to the question. In the end, John went to the chair room and sat in it waiting for a battle, while Rodney, Teyla, and Ronon waited with Woolsey in the control room.

The ship exited hyperspace in orbit of the planet Atlantis was on. The city's shields were raised and the drones were readied, along with about five puddle jumpers ready to go fight if need be. Before they could get a visual on the ship someone beamed into the control room, through the raised shields.

Rodney stood up in alarm, knowing that that wasn't possible. "How, how did you do that?" he squeaked.

The man spoke in practiced english, "Well it's easy to beam through shields that you know everything about and even have improved upon." he said while smiling and standing still where he was beamed down to.

"What are you talking about? This shield can't be improved upon, the ancients designed and built this shield!" Rodney said nearly yelling. He knew everything and he knew that what this man was saying wasn't possible.

"Of course it can, and we prefer the term, Altera, not ancients." came the reply from the still smiling man.

During the talking going on the guards were running to converge upon the intruder. They surrounded him and had their rifles trained on his chest.

"That won't be necessary." said the Alteran.

"You're ancient?" stammered Rodney.

"Alteran. Yes, I am." came the calm reply.

"Prove it." demanded Ronon, who had his traveler built pistol trained on the newcomer.

"Hmmmm," he thought, "How's this?" He raised his arms and every person in the room who had a gun in their hands raised from the floor, then their guns went careening behind him down onto the floor of the gate room.