Chapter 3
Lightning Fervor
Helltanz's notes: Nothing important
Disclaimer: See previous chapters
– Chapter begin-
The plasma pistols the Jaffa guard were carrying were different than the early first generation ones from centuries ago. Better suited, after all even now only his Jaffa Guard carried them. To be a member of one's god's elite guard, was to be a breed apart from all other Jaffa. Raiden deployed two such guards, these were his Lightning Guard meant to strike quickly and precisely, he expected of them great marksmanship, and lethal precision. He still even a few years after Ra's death to deploying a new primary weapon to his Jaffa guard... it irked him as Sokar had beaten him to it. Sokar trusted his guard with amazing weapons, trusted them to help him usher in many things. Terrible things.
It was right about that moment that Alastor Moody became very pale, unlike his compatriots he sensed the aura that surround Raiden, one he recognized far to well. There was a... taint, yes that was a good way of putting it. He glanced at the wall searching, curious, or rather paranoid, as to why he not sensed the rather noticeable daedric aura sooner. It should have been impossible the entire city, muggle or not, should have known. 'Why didn't I sense him sooner theres no way he should be able to contain or hide his aura like that is not possible his aura should blanket the entire building at least if not the whole city.' He then caught sight of two strips of paper, one on either side of the sliding door, on these long strips were sets of black hiragana characters, and then at the chain hanging around Raiden's neck. He did not need his magical eye to sense the powerful magic within the paper as he gazed at them and the magic radiating from whatever the chain connected to.
The jaffa spread out circling the wizards their weapons raised. Hun smirked while Baxter Stockman quickly moved behind the warriors. Baxter made no denials he was a coward he'd let the professional soldiers handle this. Fanatical samurai was probably a better term, Hun liked to call them street samurai all that honor and stuff and modern weapons in one package Hun didn't care, actually he wanted to be right there when the fighting started. He wanted to crack some heads.
Oroku Saki flanked the great system lord, standing to his lord's right. At Raiden's left hand stood Shinamori Aoshi, the prodigal Okashira of Oniwanbanshu, beside Aoshi stood the man known as Zanza, Sagara Sanosuke. Perhaps it was symbolic for both ninja masters to be on opposite sides, given how they vied for the attention.
"Ah Harry my name is Albus Dumbledore, I am here to take to a safe location in England its not safe for you here." Stated Dumbledore fully expecting Raiden to comply, after all he was quite used to getting his way and that people thought he was always right. It was an old man's arrogance.
Raiden's eyes flashed, a smirk formed it was clearly a very malevolent looking in its form; the appearance was the last thing of many Raiden's enemies saw, or rather the last things those who angered the being who wizards called Harry Potter, the last thing those who drew Sithis's annoyance to them. The thunder god was no longer here, evidenced by the black and green eyes.
"Albus get back," The scarred wizard growled, "the Japanese are the least of our worries we need to get out of here now." Growled moody, but even he recognized, on that instinctual level it was too late.
"What are you talking about Alastor?" he asked foolishly taking his eyes from the system lord... or rather the Daedric lord.
"Sithis." Snarled Moody, maybe the god of death's clothes would change, he couldn't imagine the Dark Brotherhood's grim and terrible dread father standing around wearing a shirt with clouds on them for very long.
"What was that Alastor?" asked Minerva not used to seeing the older Auror this scared, having not even seen him frightened when seeing the dark lord. Sithis was a myth though, not something Alastor Mad Eye Moody should have been concerned with. It was a myth from the old ages, when the wizards of old had lived with muggles.
"The dread father Sithis, the dark serpent god of Death is the so called boy standing before us." He elaborated. Long ago, thousands and thousands of years ago, Lilith had brought a warning to wizards of how the war in heaven had begun. A warning about the Aedra and the Daedra, that was what purebloods who stuck to the traditions remembered most, but there was something more than that.
There was a dark chuckling. "So you are able to recognize my aura even masked by a form that is so close to my true human countenance." The sclera of the system lord's eyes had turned black. "I would not expect any less of you, a Knight Templar of the Order of the nine. Alastor Maxamilion Moody." He greeted. "Still surely, surely my little brother would have offered to heal your eye, and your scars. Has not Stendarr not offered, but then I suppose he has been busy of late. He and Tiber both have been. Still Arkay, my little student doesn't have that excuse."
Dumbledore however did not pay any heed to the situation. "Also clearly this not a suitable environment for you to be growing up in."Sure he knew the legends but this this was absurd.
Then then there was burning cold. The prickling of flesh even through heavy clothes, "Be silent little man,"
Moody wanted with every fiber of his being to do something, anything, throw Dumbledore to the ground clear of whatever was going to come, and it would come, hurl a spell any spell at the Daedra, flee, anything just not stand still. That was when it happened, Raiden fully ceased being Raiden. And the Daedra fully manifested. Sithis's human for was older, not old old, but stern, sterner than James Potter had ever looked, and yet you could still see even with the the black sclera instead of the normal white of most humanoids how similar they looked.
Sithis looked every bit the old grim father he was supposed to be, not the young boyish king Raiden had looked. "I am the dread father god of death. Mortal, and I have no patience for such incessant mewling,"
Some of Raiden's Jaffa knew what this was, a small handful of them realized, recognized. A tiny fraction had even seen it before, and knew how grim and terrible. For Jaffa, by Goa'uld standards, Raiden was a benevolent god, perhaps not the caring mother of all Morrigan was said to be, but a loved god none the less. Sithis... Sithis was Sokar's god, or one of them. For a thousand years Ra had cursed Sithis's name, for a thousand years merely uttering it in the prescence of the supreme system lord risked death. At the same time though Sithis had been the one to bring Raiden the ancient technology which the Raiden's demesne prospered from.
Hun in a moment of stupid bravery stepped forward, it wasn't smart but at the same time there was a courage too it. Hun knew nothing of the Daedra, he knew something was wrong, the man was not stupid. Merely his ignorance prevented him from total silence. "I'll show you folks the door,"
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Raiden's flagship, the Shinku Rai Tatsu, was presently in a , very, high Geo-synchronous Orbit. In this orbit it would pass over continental North America, specifically the headquarters in New York. Raiden reappeared on the pel'tak, or bridge, of his imposing flagship, there was an immense technological disparity between normal goa'uld technology and the technology of the Old Races like the Ancients.
His Jaffa who had appeared with him, were very glad to have him back.
"Was your trip unpleasant my lord?" asked an imposing man in extravagant ominously imposing dark Japanese clothes. The man who had greeted him was the Dark Emperor Talpa a dark wizard of feudal Japanese history who commanded the so called Dark Warlords.
Raiden employed him as a courtier, dealing with earth the majority of the time, while Raiden himself was occupied with things in the greater galaxy."It was somewhat of an annoyance Talpa." Replied Raiden looking out over the ships of his personal escort fleet. Large Type three Ha'tak attack ships were assembled in a circle around his flagship.
Talpa came to join him overlooking the fleet, it was bold, anyone other than the wizard or a select other few wouldn't have dared to approach so close. "I see,"
Unlike their older cousins, the flights one and flight two versions the type three's were circular more rounded in the design of their outer hull and also melded more gracefully the outer hull and the tetrahedron and while more expensive, but faster to produce, boasted vastly superior firepower over the older Ha'tak class ships of either model or chassis. Most of the system lords had begun swapping to the type two ha'tak, though at differing speeds.
There was however a fact about the type three which made it a vast improvement. It was built supporting other weapons besides the traditional staff cannons and main gun armament carried by the older model Ha'tak, they were also far more advanced technology speaking over even the fairly new type two. The Type two had been an improvement over the original Ha'tak design, demonstrating fully realized technologies pioneered in the original.
Other Goa'uld ships lay near by as well as sleek Goa'uld cruisers and destroyers as well as jet-black Alkesh type 2, slightly bigger more advanced capital ship versions of the traditional silver ship which served primarily as a long range fighter bomber. These 'type 2' Alkesh were known to most races as Goa'uld frigates, the Goa'uld called them cannon fodder, there only real use was heavy bombing assaults. Soon though they would be obsolete, no they were obsolete, just not phased out just yet.
Raiden still had a use for them, "How much longer?"
"Approximately twenty one minutes until the forces of Mot will exit hyper space, my lord, prior to that Lord Sokar and Lord Yu's forces should arrive with in eight to twelve minutes."
Raiden turned and moved to the center of the Pel'tak, and took his seat in his command chair. "Alright all ships go to level two battle stations raise CIWS ready fighter launch. Load forward missiles tubes on the Shinku Rai Tatsu with blink displacer equiped Hyohoshi Anti matter missiles." The word meant ice star, a pointless bit of poetry, but tradition none the less. The hope was to use the blink displacers to cripple Mot quickly before he could launch fighters. The technology was finicky, and unrefined, too easily interfered by radiation, and other such issues in battle.
"By your command." Stated the man bowing
The minor Goa'uld lord Mot was not someone Raiden particularly liked, really he would be doing Baal a favor by killing the cretin. "As soon as Mot's forces arrive destroy them." He commanded. It didn't matter to him what the Tauri had done to annoy Mot, not even a little bit. Mot was a nuisance. That the fool was bringing ships against a world so freshly admitted into the protected planets treaty was merely a demonstration of his stupidity.
"Yes my lord." The jaffa replied with the fervor typical of the Goa'uld's engineered warrior race.
As expected nine minutes later a hyperspace window arrived and some thirty odd Ha'tak plus a very imposing Command ship bearing the dark red and black markings of Sokar.
Sokar had supposedly died, after all no one had suspected that Ra was going to get killed by the Tauri of all people so it was better to keep an ace in the hole. So when Ra had died Sokar had made his own plans, well he couldn't kill Ra so he'd settle for killing Cronus, and Apophis. Sokar had started as soon as his forces had been ready, catching Apophis completely unprepared.
Three minutes later another thirty odd Ha'tak arrived also featuring a very imposing Command ship these bearing the marks of the first Chinese emperor.
"This is a great amount of overkill as the Tauri would say." Stated Raiden as he surveyed the assembled mass of Goa'uld ships. Mot was but a lowly underlord of Baal, he could not hope to match one system lord much three system lords.
"Blame the Asgard." Commented Sokar dismissively, he loved this little world with their fighting, and their industries, and their mechanical progress. How they tinkered, and toiled. Sokar was a covetous goa'uld, but he was also patient.
"Speaking of which there are twelve cloaked Asgard war ships only two are of the Beliskner cruiser class the others are most certainly battleship class vessels." It made no sense for the Asgard to leave it to them if they could bring so many ships to the system, but who could say perhaps the Asgard just wanted the goa'uld to bleed as a reminder to uphold the treaty.
"Is it not strange they have not greeted us?" Yu queried, he thought it rude, and improper but said little else.
"It matters little Mot's forces approach." Responded Sokar, "He has brought more than expected, curious," A pale hand played at the control, "their energy reading is... oddly high."
Indeed a hyperspace window open and a force numbering in excess of twenty ha'tak emerged. This was a bit more ships than Raiden had been expecting for a minor underlord of Baal.
"All ships level one battle stations scramble fighters and launch the missiles in forward tubes one to twenty eight at the portside ha'tak cluster. Target central cluster with the Lohengrins and Tanhausers one through four fire." At Raiden's command eight arcs of light composed of positron particles the beams shot straight through several Ha'tak before they had the chance to raise shields.
Meanwhile Sokar's forces had exploited the use of their cloaking technology and attacked Mot's unsuspecting flank resulting in devastating damage... just not as devastating as they'd hoped.
Yu's own mother ship was currently squaring off exchanging lethal blasts of energy with Mot's commander's Ha'tak. It wasn't likely to be a fair fight the Chinese Emperor's technology was far superior to anything Mot could hope to muster. Yet now that Mot's ships had raised shields they were taking the damage better than they should have. There was also the fact that... Mot should not have had twenty Type 2 Ha'taks that he could freely throw about like this.
"My lord our scanners indicate Lord Yu has powered his flagships main cannon and is preparing to fire." Announced one of the bridge officers.
Raiden gave a nearly imperceptible nod, it appeared that Yu wanted this matter dealt with quickly for some reason.
A massive column of energy later, the blast which pierced straight through the mother ship's shields, and into the ship with enough force to visibly push the ship back, the lead attack ship, or rather what was left that hadn't been destroyed by Yu's main gun, exploded. Oddly powerful shields or not the main gun of a mothership was far too much energy for any known type 2's shields to tank, especially one that had already been pounded down.
The surprising strength of the shields was a concern. It'd had reduced the already reduced effectiveness of the frigates.
"Well that was boring." Stated Raiden as twin beams of light arced of the port side of his flagship and shot straight through an enemy Alkesh and then destroyed an enemy Ha'tak class vessel. The type 3 Ha'tak on the other hand, well they were larger, and their reactors more powerful, as were their weapons and shields. So that was one bit of good news.
"My lord the remaining eight Ha'tak are attempting to flee using sub light engines should I relay the order to pursue them?" inquired another bridge officer. Raiden gave another nearly imperceptible nod.
The remains of Mot's attack force did not get very far and were quickly overtaken and destroyed by the forces of the three system lord. Larger engines meant more power to sublight.
"Well that upholds are end of the agreement with the Asgard." Commented Raiden tapping his fingers on his console.
"Indeed you have upheld your portion of the agreement." Stated a newly materialized hologram of an Asgard, one Raiden was unfamiliar with, to all three of the system lords. "Now if you would kindly disembark I would like to have open dialogue with the System Lord known as Raiden." Stated the Asgard his ships disengaging their cloaking devices.
Raiden sighed having expected this.
Sokar's naturally gaunt visage contorted as he gritted his teeth biting back the urge to yell obscenities at the Asgard. The implied threat irked him, he despised such threat, except when he made them, then it was a completely different story.
Yu being older, if not by much as far as multi millennial beings went, was while still irritated by the Asgard remark did not show it. "We withdraw to outside of the Tauri home world's moon once you have completed your dialogue we will then leave with our ally." He stated.
The Asgard frowned but nodded "That is acceptable."
-Chapter conclusion
Helltanz's notes: Well that is the rewritten chapter three, not much change, mostly some expansion to clear up dialouge issues.