A/N This is an extremely short chapter to smooth out a few inconsistencies in my story. Don't worry there'll be more soon. :)
Argrose thought hard and thought quick while waiting in his cell. He'd left some precautions in his pack, now he was absolutely sure that he had enough pieces of his plan in place to take over Atlantis. Dr. Weir came with a marine escort to take him to the control room and Argrose smiled confidently, he was almost there.
They were standing in front of the 'Gate when Dr. Weir turned to him. "Now give us the code and we will let you through."
Argrose shook his head. "I want my bag first, you'll forgive me if I don't trust you wholeheartedly."
The soldiers around him all carefully aimed there wraith stunners at him while another walked up and handed him the light brown bag.
Argrose reached in, appearing only to be taking inventory, though he was actually searching for one item in particular. His hand quickly found a thin, white, foot-long capsule. Using one hand so as not to look suspicious Argrose snapped it in half. The satisfactory effect was immediate.
A light blue wave started from roughly two feet ahead of him and surged outward. Argrose knew it would cover the entire city except for the vary outer edge of the pier. The people all around him fell unconscious.
Moving quickly the 10,000+ year old man made his way over to the DHD, planning on dialing a nice little planet where he used to escape to. Over ten thousand years had passed since he'd been there but with his skills he was certain a few dozen mercenaries wouldn't be too difficult to come by. Argrose dialed quickly and left painfully aware of how little time he had before people started to wake up.