The gate on the planet was guarded by two dozen Jaffa. Still he saw that as no problem. With one hand still on the DHD Mokar drew the stunner and dialled the gate. Not surprisingly the Jaffa raised their staffs and pointed them at the gate in response. But that did not do them any good as he begun to take potshots through the gate at them. It took him a few tries before he hit anyone, but after refining his aim slightly his blue stunner bolts slammed into the Jaffa and decimated their numbers so that when he finally stepped through the gate he only had to stun the two Jaffa hiding behind the DHD in a rather unspectacular way. Two extra bolts shoot into each Jaffa would ensure they stayed knocked out while he relieved them of their equipment.
After sending back the equipment to the processing facility he paused to look at the planet. Here too he could see the changes time had had on the galaxy since they had ruled it. The vast ocean which should have stretched out to his left was now only a salt bed where the Jaffa seemed to have set up camp and the forests and fertile plains to his right had left way to a massive desert. The only thing that seemed to remain the same was the two Alterran labs sitting on either side of a salty bay.
Change had usually been seen as good within Alterran society but these changes scared him. In truth the galaxy did not seem to be the same place they had left so long ago. The creator of the trials had never thought that it would take so long for a worthy human to complete them so he had failed to take these kind of things into account. Yet here he was, a semi evolved Alterran with all their knowledge, soon he would have all the powers of an Alterran at the brink of ascension. But for all his knowledge and power he had no idea of the current state of affairs in the galaxy. For all he knew the Tau'ri could control the entire galaxy or some other faction could have enslaved a better part of it. He would need to find a reliable source of information and he would also need to map out their galaxies once more.
An explosion from one of the labs ripped him from his thoughts. It was the lab furthest away which seemed to be under attack, but he could see the defensive shield protecting it from the blasts, that meant it had power. With any luck the other lab which he now rushed to had power left too, something the door which opened to allow him inside confirmed. The inside of the lab was almost identical to the stasis lab, but he was only interested in the potentias that powered the two labs. In the floor of the lab he saw the rings leading to the other lab. Using them he was transported there and felt another blast shake the lab.
Walking up to the potentia he waved his hand in front of it and it slid out of its socket. Its very dull glow told him all he needed to know, it was almost drained, to the point that his new Naquadah generators would give of more power than he could get out of it. It was to no use for him in its current state, so walking up to the main console he activated the self destruct to make sure the technology inside did not fall into Jaffa hands. Then he ringed back to the first lab. The potentia here barely contain more power, but it would be enough for him to dial another galaxy once, maybe twice.
He did not hesitate for a second when he reached out and took the potentia from the socket. With the potentia in one hand and the stunner in the other he hurried out of the lab and rushed for all he was worth back to the gate. Upon reaching the DHD he threw a look over his shoulder and saw the second lab explode. Even with the small amounts of power left in the potentia the initial blast vaporised both labs and sent a shock wave rolling over the surface of the planet. But he had enough of a head start that he could slip through the gate without worrying about the explosion following him through the gate.
When he arrived back in the processing facility he placed the potentia next to the black box of vials, he would need it again soon. While he was gone the increase in available power had allowed the facility to complete two more of the generators which he collected before withdrawing the third now powering the facility. Swiping his hand over a section of the DHD he made it slid out to allow for an external power source to be connected, it was far from a pretty set up, unlike most Alterran devices, but it did allow him to hook up the potentia to the DHD to establish an intergalactic wormhole.
After making sure the power flow into the capacitors of the DHD was correct he opened a wormhole to Atlantis. Through the earpiece given to him he heard dozen of voices screaming and shouting in panic. Manually he entered the override code imprinted into his mind onto the DHD and checked through the DHD to make sure the shield had been lowered properly.
On the other side of the gate, in Atlantis, he saw a man shouting from the top of his lungs at the people around him and another man furiously tapping on one of the Tau'ri consoles.
Still with one hand on the DHD he picked up the three generators and lobbed them through the gate one by one.
The panic on the other side was immediate as the eight men who had taken up positions in front of the gate with their weapons raised ran to cover as if their life depended on it. Still a minute or two after the gate had shut down they remained behind cover. Then the console tapper and the yeller came down the staircase and the tapper seemed to understand what he had actually sent them, after some tinkering.
Even though the DHD detected several Wraith in the vicinity he removed his hand from the DHD, he had done enough to satisfy the prime directive to protect Atlantis so it let him return to doing what he wanted.
With only the two Tau'ri generators feeding the facility with power and the one potentia he had drained it would take two or three more hours before the next generator would be complete. That gave him some time to tinker with the equipment he had stolen from the Jaffa, which he had probably then killed with the selfdestruct. Either way he took the equipment and headed back to the lab where he begun to pull apart the staffs and Zat'nik'tels into their basic components. The most easy way to drain a shield, if you did not want to destroy everything inside, was to deplete the power source, something which would take time considering it now was a potentia.
After many hours of tinkering he had improvised a sort of anti shield pulse generator using the liquid Naquadah cells to run negative energy through the Zat'nik'tels, which he had modified to transmit the same energy the shield generators did into the staffs to produce a field in front of each staff that would hopefully drain the potentia powering the shield much faster, even if it could still take a few years and he likely had to replaced the liquid Naquadah cells a few times.
Using the armours he had also stolen he rigged the staffs right in front of the shield and powered up his makeshift device. It did have sparks flying of it, but it still seemed to work as he saw some key components glow and pulse. Luckily for him the Alterra had not been big on internal decoration so he did not think he needed to worry about the sparks.
With nothing left to do he found himself sitting down in the control room of the lab and taking a bite of a ration pack. When he finished the meal the threw the empty pack into a corner and put his back against the wall to close his eyes for a while.
When he woke up he checked on his anti shield pulser, but as expected the shield was still operational. With nothing else to do he collected the five finished generators that had been completed and installed four in the processing facility. The fifth he took to the potentia factory and installed it in the first potentia slot, the second slot would get the next one and lastly the lab would be given its own generator.
While waiting for the potentia factory to be finished he spent his days reading through the log of the head researcher of the lab. According to the log they had attempted to create a stasis pod that conserved a person exactly like they entered the pod using time dilation fields. This was why the potentia was there, to power the field and the pods.
After six days he grew tired of the logs and headed down to the gate and the DHD. Through the DHD he took a look at the potentia factory, it seemed the hover sleight had just arrived there, so it clearly was not finished yet.
Out of boredom he begun to look through the planets they had settled in the past for anything to waste his time on. On a planet once called Eheidrilles the DHD detected what seemed to be a small camp a hundred or so meters into the dense undergrowth of the planet. The Alterra had settled the planet and built one of their largest cities there, but when the plague struck it had been wiped out in a matter of months. Now only ruins remained and it was inside one of these ruins the camp seemed to be located.
What peaked his interest was not the camp but the four humans who approached the camp from the gate with weapons raised, the same weapons the Tau'ri had wielded when meeting him. The fifth man who seemed to be sneaking out of the camp on the other side did not have any weapons according to the sensors, but he seemed to have the same clothes as the Tau'ri he had meet and some additional green goo painted on his face. If he was the owner of the camp he did not seem to need a weapon though as a branch swung into the four men's path and one of the lifesigns blinked out. This seemed to make the three surviving men a bit more careful because they slowed down considerably.
Despite their carefulness the attackers lost another man to a crumbling wall when they came into the camp. The noise must have warned the owner because he increased his pace from sneaking to jogging. When the attackers pulled their second dead man lose the DHD detected a weak EM signal coming from the attackers at the same time as his earpiece begun to crackle. In the next ten seconds over twenty similar signals came from outside the DHD's sensor range and half a minute later eight more four man groups came within range, some of the groups seemed to carry or drag some men who showed no lifesigns.
At the far edge of the sensor range he also saw the camper approach the gate from the side opposite of the camp with two groups right behind him after he had lost track of him for a while. The crackling in his earpiece continued as the EM signals seemed to become constant.
The camper was only a few meters from the DHD when one of the attackers fired his weapon and the camper appeared to have been hit in his left leg even if the sensors failed to detect any energy travelling between the weapon and the camper. With only one working leg the camper managed to stumble the last distance and fall onto the DHD where he begun to dial the gate. Before the gate could form a wormhole the attackers had caught up to the camper and dragged him away from the gate into the forest.
The dense foliage the attackers pulled the camper into was surprisingly thick, enough so that the sensors failed to make out what happened next but when the groups returned to the gate with EM signals flowing from them the camper was still inside the foliage and his lifesign was growing weaker by the second.
It took less than two minutes for all the attackers to gather at the gate, dial it to Terra and after a last EM signal they all stepped through the gate.
Less than five seconds after the attackers had left the gate activated again and Mokar stepped through. He headed into the forest towards the camper straight away and after some searching in the thick bushes he found the man. The camper seemed to have one deep puncture wound in each leg and each arm and the pool of blood beneath the man was growing at a rapid pace. He was unsure if his healing powers had developed as planned yet, but he would soon find out he thought as he carried the man out of the forest to the gate.
At the gate he put the man down to examine the wounds, inside he found small metal splinters which should not be there. If the Tau'ri used primitive projectile weapons it would explain why the sensors failed to pick up the projectiles. It did make it a bit harder as he had to dig out the metal by hand before he put his hand over the first wound and concentrated on healing it like the information in his head told him to. To his relief he felt a warm feeling in his hand and he could see a glow beneath it.
After a while he lifted his hand and the wound had thankfully closed beneath it, then he moved on to the other three in a similar manner. When he was starting on the the last wound he saw his field of vision darkening, yet he kept going until it all went black and he slipped from consciousness.