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This chapter will help clear up any problems people had with the Prologue. Now, to answer some reviews and questions I've been asked,
ErikArden - You're right, Picard wouldn't do that, but this chapter will help clear that up. Picard isn't giving up on getting back any time soon, but he has to try and show strength for his fleet. The Colony won't be a full blown Colony, more like a research outpost that will set the foundations for a Colony later on if they can't get home. Plus B4 knows that they've time travelled and shifted reality because the sensors detected of Tachyon (Time Travel) particles and Exotic (Made when changing reality) particles.
Senrab Nomis - No, they aren't in the same time zone. They've travelled to the beginning of 2004, just after the launch of the Atlantis Expedition and while the Deadulus is under construction. Plus.. I tried to do a scene that shows SOME of the concerns Picard has.
Enilas - You are correct about the Warp factor being slower than Hyperspace. But the small fleet didn't travel very far from Earth to reach the site of Spatial Anomalies. Lets just say that for now, Warp is all the (New) Federation have.
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Chapter 1: Beginning of new things
Earth, USA, Colorado springs, Cheyenne Mountain Complex, SGC
2nd January 2004
09:00 hours
Brigadier General Jack O'Neill is stood in the grey painted elevator on his way down to Level 27 so that he could get to his office and start on the vast amount of paper world that was piling up on his desk. His olive green 'slack' uniform as he liked to call them were sat comfortably over his body. His grey hair becoming ever more prominent as the job of being a general progressed.
If memory served, SG-1 and SG-5 both had a standard recon mission and SG-9 was already off world. Of course he would just wait for Walter or Siler to fill him in. It was really cool that he didn't really have to remember anything, because without a doubt if it was important then someone would remind him about it sooner or later.
The thick grey doors open to reveal the concrete walls that made up every level of the SGC. Different coloured lines took people in different directions. In all the years O'Neill had been at the SGC, he still couldn't remember what the colours represented . The General head straight forward looking around. He climbed the stairs leading into the control room. Just like before every mission, people were running about with reports or running diagnostics on the gate or on the computer system.
Jack notices that SG-5 were in the gate room with a MALP and dressed in full combat gear. Their P-90's no doubt triple checked encase they entered combat. Even though it was a standard recon mission, it could easily go wrong. Even with Anubis defeated and the system lords rapidly losing power, there was still the chance that the Gou'ld or some other bad guy would rear their head and attack the team.
"Nailed it." Jack smiles when he sees SG-5 preparing for an off world mission.
O'Neill just avoids the chaos and walks up the stairs at the back of the control room. Once at the top, the briefing room was surprisingly empty. Normally there was at least one or two science geeks wanting permission for this or resources for that. This morning however there was no one waiting to talk his ears off. The General walks over to the open door of his office and peers in. Still no one there.
"Huh." Jack lets out relieved. The General goes to sit down in his chair and hears footsteps coming up the corridor.
"Ah General, you're here." Doctor Bill Lee enters the door way and sits down smiling.
"Of course, there had to be one." Jack says disappointed.
"One? Oh no sir. There were about ten of us, but we all went for breakfast when you weren't here." Bill smiles.
"Of course there was." Jack says lowering his head and almost banging it off of the oak table top.
"Um are you okay general?" Dr Lee asks concerned.
"I'm fine, what is it you want?" O'Neill asks raising his head
"Oh, well, I need permission to run some tests on the new Mark 2 Naquadah generator sir." Bill says beginning to mildly sweat.
"Okay, go ahead." Jack nods.
"Thank you general." Dr Lee nods getting up and knocking over the chair. The scientist picks it up and runs out of the room. Jack grabs one of the reports off of the pile sat on his left hand side and begins to read.
Undesignated planet orbit
2nd January 2004
09:20 hours
Admiral Jean Luc Picard is laid in his bed. His dark quarters slightly lit by the light reflecting off of the planets atmosphere. The blue of the planet causing a somewhat blue tint in the room. Objects and furniture are indistinguishable as the light was dim enough only to cause shapes, blurs and weak shadows.
Sweat had accumulated on the Admirals brow from the night of rest. His head twitches left. The jolts quickly to the right then travels back to the left slowly. Barely auditable gasps, moans and muttered words escape Picard's mouth. He was dreaming. And from the signs, its wasn't a good dream.
Jean Luc is stood in a dark room. Only a single light is cast down from above illuminating the top of his head, his shoulders and his arms. He was wearing the old black Starfleet uniform with red from the chest to his neck. He looked around frantically trying to figure out where he was. He could see nothing. Only darkness beyond the beam of light that surrounded him. Picard hears a faint voice to his left. The words are too quite to make out, but it was there.
"Who's there?" Jean Luc asks showing a little concern. Another muffled voice begins to his right.
"Show your selves!" Picard demands becoming angered. The two voices either side of him stop. He can now hear footsteps approaching from behind him. Jean Luc is froze in place. Unable to turn around to see this person.
"The Leader of your fleet." The male voice says.
"The Founder of a new Federation." A female voice says to his left. But Picard couldn't see her. Not even through the corner of his eye. His head was locked in place. He could only look forward.
"The Bringer of peace." Another female says to his right.
"Or! so, he, hopes." The male voice says each word getting quieter but closer to Jean Luc.
"Who are you?" Picard asks unable to move.
"He who doubts his abilities will not win the battles to come." The female to his left replies not really answering the question.
"He who does not trust in the skills of others will never truly accomplish his goals." The female to his right continues.
"A Leader must recognise allies and eradicate a threat." The male behind him joins in.
"Are you saying that I need to do these things in order to help my people?" Jean Luc asks his eyes still trying to catch a glimpse out of the corner of his eye.
Suddenly the hold on his body is released and Picard turns 180 degrees to try and locate the owners of the voices. But instead he sees nothing. He tries to move back to his original position, but is now unable to move everything but his eyes.
"You think yourself unworthy of leading them." The female voice to his left says.
"You think yourself too weak." The female to his right continues.
"You think that you will not succeed." The male voice behind him again finishes.
"How ca I do these things by myself? I'm just one man!" Picard says getting angry.
"You must trust that others will help you to the best of their ability." The female to his left starts.
"You must do your hardest to succeed." The female voice to his right adds.
"You must find noble allies." The male voice behind him finishes. As footsteps begin to back away from Picard.
"Wait, who are you?" Picard asks still trying to move.
"We are those that watch and those that guide." The male voice replies.
Jean Luc looks as his hand is raised and a strange amulet appears with some sort of symbol. The symbol looks like a pyramid with no base and a small circle above it. Jean Luc looks up as the black surroundings become a blinding white and he wakes up.
Jean Luc is sat straight up with sweat running down his face. His breaking starts off heavy but slows. He wipes his brow with the back of his left hand and gets out of bed. The Admiral turns right and enters his bathroom. He activates the lights and washes his face with cold water. His blue sleeping clothes shine somewhat in the light. As he looks up at the mirror, the same amulet from his dream is hanging from the corner.
Jean Luc slowly takes the amulet down and holds it in his hand. He examines the amulet in confusion.
P4X-942
2nd January 2004
10:20 hours
SG-1 exit the Stargate. This was nothing more than a standard recon mission but they were still armed as a precaution. Colonel Samantha Carter, Doctor Daniel Jackson and Teal'c are all stood by the DHD and the MALP. This was a very green world with trees, grass and bushes as far as the eye could see. The valley they were in seemed quiet and peaceful. Like most worlds in the galaxy, the Stargate was on a raised stone platform with steps leading to the gate with the DHD a few meters away.
Teal'c and Sam look around towards the tree line hoping to spot an enemy waiting to ambush them. They couldn't see any movement. Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. The leaves gently fluttered as the breeze brushed their edges sending a feeling of tranquillity through the air. The entire are seemed like a paradise.
"Alright, lets get started." Sam smiles as she walks off into the grass heading towards the distant tree line. There was no mud path or brick road here which meant that this world was either unsettled or the population rarely used the gate. It was possible that if there were people on this planet then they didn't even know about the gate.
As the three man team enter the tree line, the gate slowly begins to dial. The team are too far from the gate to hear the chevrons locking. The gate activates and the wormhole stabilizes.
Undesignated planet orbit
2nd January 2004
11:00 hours
Jean Luc is stood on the bridge of the Enterprise. He was getting ready to make a speech to the fleet personnel under his command.
"Admiral, your on." Worf nods pressing a single button on his console.
"This is Admiral Picard onboard the Enterprise. I regret to inform you that the rumours that you have heard are true. We are no longer in our reality or even our own time. We are establishing a Colony on this planet so that we may rebuild the Federation. I know that many of you have loved ones back in our reality and I will understand if you wish to resign from Starfleet. It is my hope that with further study of our sensor data, we may be able to find a way home. Until such a time, we need to have a safe harbour and a place to call home. Thank you for your time. Picard out." Jean Luc says over the communications channel.
Worf closes the channel and looks around as all of the bridge crew, even the ones present when they discovered it a day ago, are all shocked with a look of sadness on their faces. Some were crying and others were just froze in place.
"Mr Worf, contact the captains of the Endeavour and the Rhode Island. I want them over here as soon as possible to discuss Colonisation and where to go from there." Picard says before leaving the bridge for his ready room.
"Aye sir." Is all Worf manages before the Admiral leaves. The Commander begins working on his console slowly.
No one could believe it. With all of their advanced technology and science, they might not be able to return home. As B4 had pointed out the day before, the events that caused this catastrophe were all freak accidents that were never meant occur.
Picard sits down at his desk. Data pads and paper reports are arranged on the desk in piles of urgency. As well as his screen still showing results from his search on colonisation. Two people appear in his office with a small sound indicating the use of the transporters.
The first was Captain David Lawson of the Endeavour. A strongly young man to hold the title of Star Ship Captain. In his late 20s or early 30s he seemed to be a very respectful man that followed the rules and did things by the book. He was a good strategist and had earned him several of the highest Starfleet commendations for many successful operations and for winning battles against overwhelming numbers.
The other Captain was Stewart Phillips who Captained the Rhode Island. He was in his later 30s early 40s and had thinning brown hair. Stewart was the type of Captain who did as he was told by superiors in the field, but was a loose cannon and would stop at nothing to achieve his goal even if it wasn't a scientific one. He has several awards for new scientific discoveries and prize winning theories.
"Admiral." The two captains nod in respect.
"Captain David Lawson of the Endeavour and Captain Stewart Phillips of the Rhode Island, welcome both of you." Picard smiles as the two men sit down in the only other two chairs in the room.
"Admiral, is it true?" Captain Lawson asks in an Australian accent.
"I'm afraid it is." Jean Luc nods showing a hint of sadness.
"With no way back?" Captain Phillips asks in a strong American accent.
"I am unsure. Our initial scans showed no anomalies since our transition to this reality. It is possible there is a way back, but we will need to study it." Picard says sitting forward in his chair.
"So why build a Colony if there is a chance of returning home?" Stewart asks his eyes flicking between the Admiral and the other Captain.
"Because, I don't think our crews will like being crammed into star ships for an unknown length of time. Also, if there is no way to return home then we must build a new civilisation and the Colony will be the platform of such a civilisation." Captain Lawson answers for Picard.
"I understand that, but surely all of our energy and resources should go towards finding a way home." Phillips argues.
"The majority of them will be focused on achieving that goal. But if that fails then we must build a new Federation and the only way to do that is to have a stable resource and supply line." The Admiral jumps in.
"Of course sir. What are our roles in the founding of this new Federation?" Phillips asks a little bit bitter.
"Your assignments are as follows. The Endeavour will oversee, supervise and supply the construction of a small research Colony. Only big enough for the fleets science departments and for a single security force to be located down there. I want the Colony will have our latest equipment and best defences. Also while overseeing the Colony's construction, you are to begin building several mining ships that only need a one man crew. We need a lot of resources so that means large cargo holds, Warp capability, shields and minimal weapons." Picard says looking at David Lawson.
"Yes sir." David nods.
"Meanwhile the Rhode Island will return to the area we arrived in. you are to run detailed scans and try to find a safe way home for all of us. Any method you deem necessary to complete your task. Because of our limited resources I want you to keep energy consumption to a minimal. You ships crew will consist of your bridge hands, your chief science officer, your chief engineer, a security team and a medical team. That will be enough for you to conduct your research." Jean Luc says looking at Stewart Phillips.
"Yes Admiral." Stewart nods in respect.
"If your don't mind me asking Admiral, what will the Enterprise be doing during our assignments?" Lawson asks respectfully.
"The Enterprise will head to this realities Earth. We will determine if they are ready for our presence. If not then we will continue our search. We will be heading to what every other key Federation worlds are in this reality. Our star charts show a 22% difference to spatial coordinates. Some planets like Vulcan and Andoria don't appear to exist. It is possible that non of our allies or enemies exist in this reality." Jean Luc says hoping that the Borg didn't exist here.
"Very well Admiral. What about your own crew?" Stewart asks.
"My crew shall remain mostly intact. A few crewmembers may wish to help begin building the Colony." Picard says knowing that at least a handful would in fact resign from Starfleet and start families if it was determined that they couldn't return home.
"Makes sense. Your ship will be Warping all over the Alpha Quadrant." David nods smiling.
"Indeed, I will be leaving orbit tomorrow, it's a five hour journey at Warp 8 to Earth from our current location. Captains, you have your orders and I expect you both to follow them to the best of your abilities." Jean Luc smiles.
"Aye sir." Lawson smiles.
"Yes Admiral." Phillips nods.
The two Captains stand up and leave the Admiral's office. Picard presses a button on his console.
P4X-942
2nd January 2004
13:00 hours
SG-1 had been off world for around three hours. They had walked what felt like miles. They hadn't come across anything apart from forests and grass fields. The team were making their way back to the gate to try and get a geological survey of the planet to see if it had resources to mine. As they approach the gate, Teal'c notices that there were several humans in grey uniform guarding it.
"Colonel Carter." Teal'c says as he hides behind a tree at the edge of the forest.
"What is it?" Sam asks approaching.
"There are Lucian Alliance men guarding the gate." Teal'c points out. Sam looks with her binoculars and notices that three men in light grey uniform where indeed guarding the gate. One of them was examining the MALP.
"What's wrong?" Daniel asks cautiously approaching the large tree Carter was using as cover.
"Looks like they don't know we're here." Samantha says still looking at them with her binoculars.
"If it's just the three of them, we can handle them no problem." Daniel point out. Over the years of being on SG-1 he had become more and more open to fighting because he learned very quickly that the universe wasn't a peaceful place.
"I suggest we wait until night fall. It will be easier to get to the gate." Sam suggests.
"We may not have to wait." Daniel points out a couple of Lucian Alliance soldiers running out of the tree line and heading for the gate. They were firing their weapons back towards the trees.
"What's spooked them?" Sam asks still looking towards the tree line to see if she could spot their target or targets.
As the Lucian Alliance soldiers begin to dial the stargate, several thin beams of yellow energy exits the tree line and slams into the chest of two of the Lucian Alliance soldiers. Carter looks at their chests with her binoculars and sees no external damage meaning the energy was most likely some sort of stunner.
Several more beams are fired at the Lucian Alliance position only to receive more bullets thrown back at them. The gate finishes dialling and the Lucian soldiers run through. The beams stop and three figures in some sort of yellow uniform approach the two downed Lucian men.
The two Lucian soldiers are picked up by two human looking men with cranial ridges on their foreheads. The female leader with pointy ears heads back into the tree line with the two men following closely with their prisoners.
"What do we do now?" Daniel asks having watched the action.
"They seem to be advanced. Possibly a match for the Gou'ld. So why have they not been targeted by the System Lords?" Carter says remembering the energy weapons.
"Several advanced cultures we never discovered by the Gou'ld." Teal'c says looking at the two of them.
"The Hebridans and Tollan." Carter nods understanding what he meant.
"But this planet is well within the System Lords old domain." Daniel adds.
"That is correct." Teal'c nods.
"So what? Cloaking technology?" Daniel asks looking between Sam and Teal'c.
"It's possible that they've cloaked the entire planet. But the gate is still here. Plus that would take a lot of power." Carter thinks out load.
"So new arrivals?" Daniel asks and Sam nods.
"Colonel Carter." Teal'c points as several small shuttles appear in the sky and begin to land beyond the trees.
"So, very advanced new arrivals." Daniel says looking at the strange craft landing beyond the trees behind the Stargate.
"So, what do we do?" Daniel asks looking to Samantha.
"You can relinquish your weapons." A strange male voice says from behind them. The three man team turn around to see themselves surrounded by five people in yellow topped uniforms. All five had small weapons pointed at SG-1. Two were human without any additional features, two had pointy ears and the leader had what appeared to be three horns spaced between the tip of his nose to his hairline.
SG-1 put their weapons down on the floor and are then hit by the yellow energy beams. They collapse to the floor completely unconscious. The eight of them then disappear as they are transported up to a ship in orbit.
Point of Enterprise Fleet entry
2nd January 2004
14:30 hours
A large blue hyperspace window opens and deposits the Asgard science vessel the Daniel Jackson. Thor is stood in the control room of the well equipped vessel. One of the many satellites the Asgard used to monitor Protected planets had detected a strange radiation from this point in space. The sensors on the satellite couldn't determine what type of radiation and that is why the High Council dispatched the Daniel Jackson.
"Thor, the sensors have begun scanning the surrounding area." Haemoid says as he works on one of the consoles. Haemoid was being assigned to Earths first Intergalactic warship the X-304 Deep Space Battle Carrier Daedalus. Until the ship was complete however the Asgard was working with Thor.
One of the consoles beep as Haemoid and Thor work. Thor walks over to the crystal console and moves one of the stones.
"We have a ship approaching our coordinates at high speed. They appear to be using some form of FTL that is dangerous and inefficient compared to a Hyperdrive." Thor says looking at the data.
"Should we leave?" Haemoid asks looking to his CO.
"No, our mission is important and they appear to pose to threat to us. I shall attempt to break into their database to determine their advancement." Thor says looking at the tactical data on the ship. The ships computers were extremely primitive and offered weak resistance to his hack.
"Thor, the sensor sweep is complete." Haemoid says looking through the results. The sensors on the Daniel Jackson were the most advanced in the Asgard fleet.
"I have begun to download the ships database." Thor says triumphantly. He had managed to fool the ships computers into granting him access and hadn't raised any alarms.
"Thor, you should see this." Haemoid says as something caught his eye.
Thor walks over to the Haemoid leaving his console to continue its download. Thor looks at the screen and his eyes visibly open wider.
Point of Enterprise Fleet entry
2nd January 2004
16:30 hours
Captain Stewart Phillips is sat on the bridge of the Rhode Island. They were currently returning to where their fleet had entered this reality. His diminished but highly qualified crew were busy scanning the area and developing ideas focused on returning home.
They had been sat in orbit of their new Colony for hours waiting to get permission to leave orbit and each hour felt like days. Stewart was a scientist himself, but he preferred Warp theory compared to Quantum mechanics. But, he was trying everything in his power to return home. So he was sucking it up and working his hardest.
"Captain." A soft voice says to him as he is sat looking at a data pad containing results from a recent scan.
"Yes, what is it?" Phillips asks rubbing his eyes and looking up. In front of him was Doctor Jessica Blake. A very dark skinned women who was the chief medical officer assigned to the Rhode Island.
"Sir, you've been awake for up to forty-eight hours trying to discover a way home. As chief medical officer, I must insist you sleep." Doctor Blake says in a very weak Jamaican accent.
"I'm fine." Stewart objects.
"Do I have to make it an order?" Jessica asks looking at the tired Captain.
"No doctor, I'll go." Phillips chuckles a little before standing up and leaving the bridge. He wouldn't listen to the doctor, he would merely examine these results in his quarters and drink coffee to remain awake.
As he the doors to the turbo lift opened, he was stopped dead in his tracks.
"Captain, sensors are detecting an unknown vessel in the sector. They appear to be scanning the area. I think they were drawn here for the same reason we're returning." The Helmsmen says spinning in his chair.
"Alright, drop us out of Warp and Yellow alert." Phillips orders as he returns to his chair being fuelled by adrenaline.
"Raise shields and begin transmitting First Contact package." Stewart orders as he sits down. The ship exits Warp and begins transmitting.
"Continue scanning the area just encase this turns ugly. This may be our only chance to collect more data." Captain Phillips orders as his ship slows and faces the unknown vessel.
Point of Enterprise Fleet entry
2nd January 2004
16:31 hours
Thor and Haemoid were working on individual consoles. Haemoid was scanning the new arrival and Thor was going though the retrieved data.
"They have begun to transmit a data package." Haemoid says as a console beeps.
"Scan it for a possibly virus." Thor orders as the computer continues to filter through the massive amount of data.
"No virus detected." Haemoid informs the Commander while working furiously on his console. Both of the Asgard were calm but working at their top speed.
"The data packet appears to be a standard First Contact package. It contains both a numerical and a alphabetical index." Thor says as he finds the same type of file in the mined data.
"How should we reply? They are using Earth English." Haemoid asks as he begins to scan the ship.
Point of Enterprise Fleet entry
2nd January 2004
16:32 hours
"Sir, message coming in." The Helmsman nods. Phillips stands somewhat excited. From the look of their ship they were a very advanced race. Possibly advanced enough to help him return home.
"Open a channel." Stewart nods,
The screen changed from a view of the ship to an image of a Roswell looking alien stood in front of a console. The reds, purples, whites and clear crystal made the interior of the ship look just as advanced as the outside.
"This is Supreme Commander Thor of the Asgard fleet. This vessel was dispatched on a mission from the Asgard high council." Thor says not really knowing what to say.
"This is Captain Stewart Phillips of the Federation science vessel Rhode Island. We are also here on a mission from our superiors." Phillips informs the Asgard. He wasn't lying, he just wasn't telling the whole truth.
"I see. Our sensors are detecting exotic particles being emitted by your ship. You are from an Alternate reality are you not?" Haemoid butts into the transmission.
"We are. We were accidentally pulled through a strange Sub-Space event that caused us to appear here." Phillips admits.
"As I thought. Also your logs specify that you are here with two other vessels." Haemoid says regretting it the moment he said it.
"You hacked our computers?" Phillips asks somewhat angered.
"I do apologise. It was a means of gaining information, nothing more. If we have offended you we are sorry." Thor jumps in before Haemoid can say something else that could turn the situation even more volatile.
"Indeed." Stewart nods not really buying it and begins to feel suspicious. 'If they hacked our database, then they got everything. All of the Federations knowledge, including the position of our Colony.' Phillips thinks to himself becoming a little paranoid.
"We wish to help you return as a gesture of good faith and a show of how sorry we are. We can begin running simulations on the data we have collected. It may be possible to reverse this. But it will require much experimentation and will take much time." Haemoid says trying to show that they were truly sorry for breaking into their computers.
"Very well. We shall remain here and do experiments of our own to determine the chance of success." Stewart nods. The Rhode Island all this time had been scanning the surrounding space and hadn't managed to break through the Asgard ships protection.
"We will contact you if we find a solution." Thor says before he closes the channel.
"Tactical, load Photon torpedoes and slowly charge Phasers. If they make a wrong move I want to be ready to defend ourselves." Stewart sits down in his chair waiting for the moment he could fire his weapon systems.
"Aye sir." The tactical officer on duty nods and begins to follow his commands.
Point of Enterprise Fleet entry
2nd January 2004
16:33 hours
Thor looks at Haemoid. They had just managed to prevent the situation from become explosive. Even though they were more advanced that the Rhode Island, the Asgard don't destroy vessels unless absolutely necessary.
"You realise that it is impossible to recreate the events to get them home? And even with a drive used to jump realities the odds of finding their original home is impossible to predict." Thor says looking at his fellow Asgard.
"Yes, I know." Haemoid nods.
"Then why tell them that we could do it?" Thor asks confused and angered.
"I told them it was possible. If we try to help them and can't get them home, we will have partly gained their trust. Also if they are serious about starting a Colony and possibly a civilisation, we can assist them with construction to further gain their trust." Haemoid says working on the console he had arrived at.
"And if they refuse our help?" Thor asks the scientist.
"Then, we will introduce them to the Earth and have them gain their trust." Haemoid says almost deviously.
TBC
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