Hi people, here if February's update. I hope you all enjoy it. On my profile, there are links for my Email Address, Wiki and a link to my Twitter page. The Wiki and Twitter will be constantly updated with information about Races, Technology, Planets ECT. Check them out! From now on, each chapter will be around the 5 (A4) Page mark…there will be the odd exception.
METAnonymous - I do agree with you, but as I have said in the past, I only get a chance to write at insane hours of the morning. My writing of course isn't perfect, but I do try to get it as close as I can.
Douchiesnacks - Well, this Fic will have a lot of Tollan involvement….they will be the foundation of the new Federation after all.
Kreep13 - I'm sorry that that wasn't to your taste, however I wanted an 'Enemy within' to throw the Tollan/Federation Alliance off balance. Also…there might be a Civil War involved…Maybe. Don't worry about Travell…she'll be gone soon enough. Then I'll focus on the Ships, Culture, Exploration and good battles…there promises to be a GOOD battle in the next chapter.
MajorSimi - I'm glad you liked it. As for the Civil War…it's a possibility.
If you're interested in just starting out Authors and want to give them a hand, METAanonymous is a great Fic writer who's just starting out and could do with some more popularity…same with me….so mention me to your friends and fellow Fic lovers. This Chapter will again focus on the Tollan and Feds now living together in Terra Nova while focusing on Travell, Narim and Picard. You will see some more violence…so still don't give up on me. There will be a bit of SGC in this Chapter. Keep Updated and don't forget to check out my other Fics! - Spearhead
Terra, Terra Nova, Hall of the Fallen
28th January 2004
10:00 hours
It had been three days since the suicide bombing that had killed so many. Not just Tollans, but five Federation security personnel had also died from the event. Narim stood beside Jean Luc Picard as the ceremonial torch was lit. The flame danced a little in the breeze. The grey courtyard was filled with Tollan and Federation equally. Sniffing, cries, groans of suffering was all that filled the courtyard. Narim looked up from his lap as he was sitting on a raised platform with Jean Luc. They were several feet away from the waist high podium that cradled the fire. As Narim searched the crowd weakly, all he could see was an ocean of grey or black figures. Their faces pale with red eyes from grieving. Narim himself had feelings, but he was felling only anger. He was angry at himself for not predicting such radical protests. He was angry at the one who was to blame for this great suffering. He was just angry.
Jean Luc watched as Narim surveyed the crowd. Picard knew the look that was on his face, all too well. It was the look of a disgusted and angry man. Jean Luc looked around the Hall of the Fallen and couldn't help but notice the miserable weather that showed how everyone was feeling. Even though this Ceremonial Courtyard was called the Hall of the Fallen, it was nothing but a repurposed Quad. From now on it would be used to honour the dead.
As darker clouds drew closer causing more sunlight to be restricted from the Hall, people stood still. They cried and tears travelled down from their red soaked eyes. Service men and women held their partners as a tear or two escaped their eyes. As the dark clouds began to settle above the entire colony, the expected rainfall did not come.
Terra orbit, Tollan Ha'tak 'Tollan Vengeance'
28th January 2004
10:10 hours
Travell stood smiling to herself. She was walking down one of the large corridors that directed towards the Pel'tak. With everyone planet side, all that remained onboard were two duty bridge officers. This was the perfect opportunity for Travell to take control of a Ha'tak. As she rounded a corner, she passed two men who fell in behind her. As they got closer and closer to the Pel'tak, more Loyalists joined Travell in her march to power. The black floor and golden walls, typical of Goa'uld design, were littered with Tollan equipment with the odd Crystal tray open. The doors to the Pel'tak were, as always, open for anyone to walk in. Travell along with her large escort walked into the Ha'tak command centre. Tollan and Goa'uld terminals intertwined showing an almost symbiotic relationship. Ironic really.
Travell nodded and two of her escorts killed the duty officers with their staff weapons. Travell didn't care for the horrible Goa'uld weaponry, but it was all they could steal from the ships armouries.
"What a shame." Travell sighed. Her escort move to spare terminals and begin to somewhat awaken the orbiting ship. Tollan ingenuity meant that their Ha'tak ships were far superior to the Goa'uld originals.
"Contact the Tollan Pride and the Tollan Redemption. I want to talk with our agents." She smirked knowing that by the end of this day, either the Tollan people would once again be united or the planet below would burn to give way to Travell and the Tollan of old. As the connection with the two other ships is made, Travell smirked with her success. The screen displayed two of her loyal body guards.
"Now is the time, power your weapons and raise shields." Travell almost laughed as they nodded and the transmission ended. It was too easy.
"Your eminence, should we open fire?" Copan, another one of her Body Guards asked.
"Not yet, hail this Defence Command building." Travell ordered.
"Yes, your eminence." Copan bows.
Terra, Terra Nova, Hall of the Fallen
28th January 2004
10:12 hours
Jean Luc heard the familiar beeping of his com badge. He pressed it to allow communications.
"Admiral, the three Tollan ships in orbit have raised shields and powered their weapons. The Tollan Vengeance is hailing us." The voice of some ensign explained over the channel.
"Very well, I'll be there in a minute." Jean Luc replied before closing the channel.
"What is it?" Narim asked flustered.
"Your ships have begun powering their weaponry. The Tollan Vengeance is trying to contact me." Jean Luc whispered.
"May I come? I have no clue what is happening." Narim defended even through Jean Luc hadn't accused. With a nod, the two men stood up and left the Hall of the Fallen in a quick walk.
Terra, Terra Nova, Defence Command building, Conference room 2
28th January 2004
10:13 hours
Just as it did a week ago, the conference room looked spotless. The light grey walls somewhat reflected the light from the wall fixtures and the whole room was a lot more cheerful compared to the gloomy weather outside. The large table that Jean Luc, Jack O'Neill and Narim had sat around to discuss an alliance, was still as pristine. The two men walked to the back of the room where the screen showed the Federation symbol.
The screen changed to show the middle aged Travell. Her grey dress made her stand out against the golden throne she sat upon and walls of the same colour that lay behind her.
"Travell?" Narim asked again flustered.
"Narim." Travell nods her head.
"What is the meaning of this?" Narim almost demanded to know.
"I am regained the respect the Tollan deserve! At this very moment, my ships are locking their weapons onto Terra Nova. Either I get what I want, or I'll take it after you've all been vaporised." Travell suppressed a smile. Jean Luc really wasn't in the mood for this conversation. He had been worrying all week about the Deuterium refineries out at sea, the mining need, the holographic systems malfunction and the recent deaths.
"What is it you want?" Picard snapped.
"What I want? I want the Federation to provide us with whatever we require to rebuild the Tollan race. That includes a habitable planet." Travell demanded.
"That's impossible! The Federation are struggling with get on it's feet as much as we were after the Fall! They can't subsidise the rebuilding of two nations." Narim interjected.
"I know of their Synthesis technology! I know they can convert energy into anything they require! They gave Earth this technology and we deserve it too!" Travell almost lost her cool.
"And how do you suggest we give you such technology? Without the power, we can't build you a device and all those that already exist are being used to their maximum capacity." Picard asked.
"Give us a device, or we will take them from your automated underground facilities." Travell bluffed.
"What underground facilities?" Narim asked.
"Incomplete orbital bombardment bunkers." Picard turned his head to Narim and whispered.
"They have these devices and once Terra Nova is destroyed and your pitiful vessels have followed your path, we will take those devices and build a new Tollan people on Terra Tollana!" Travell said.
"That won't happen." Jean Luc smirked as he activated a large white stone that shone for a second.
"What is that?" Travell asked then suppressed a laugh. The stone had don't nothing but shine for a second. Suddenly, a beeping consumed the channel. Travell looked at the sensor data. A large ship, easily twice as big as a Ha'tak exited hyperspace over Terra Nova. Another voice filled the channel.
"This is Thor, Supreme commander of the Asgard fleet. You have threatened a protected world. Leave now or be destroyed." Thor informed the Tollan leader. Her eyes widened at the mention of the Teachers of the Tollan. The Asgard were the most advanced race that still lurked in the Milky Way. They had many protectorates, but few allies amongst the younger races. The Tollan had once been such an ally. But after the destruction of Tollana, they had fell from the Asgard good graces and left to fend for themselves. Now Earth were taking mantle of Ally and were replacing the disgraced Tollan race.
"The Asgard would not fight one of their former allies." Travell replied confidently.
"It is the opinion of the Asgard high council that the disgraced ones, known as the Tollan, are to be destroyed if they threaten the Asgard of any of the protected planets until such a time as the Federation and Humans of Earth make a case to the High Council. Leave now." Thor closed the channel and powered his weapon systems.
Terra orbit, Tollan Ha'tak 'Tollan Vengeance'
28th January 2004
10:20 hours
"Your eminence, what should we do?" Copan asked.
"We're no match for the Asgard. We must flee and build out forces." Travell muttered to herself as panic began to take control.
"Your eminence, what should we do?" Copan asked again the fear showing on his young face.
"Take us into hyperspace. We'll be back!" Travell ordered and her people obeyed. The three Ha'tak vessels disappeared into a single hyperspace window.
Terra, Terra Nova, Defence Command building, Conference room 2
28th January 2004
10:21 hours
Narim and Picard watched a live feed of the three Ha'tak vessels entering hyperspace. A bright flash of light caught their attention. They turn around to find Thor stood looking up at them.
"Thank you Thor." Picard thanked.
"You are welcome. I regret that we did not have a vessel in orbit in past few days, we were busy helping Earth prepare the Daedalus and the Odyssey for their mission to the Pegasus Galaxy. But Haemoid is now overseeing that mission while I am here to assist you with your Deuterium shortage and your mining efforts. The Hammer is well equip for mining operations and our Energy-Matter converters are far more advanced." Thor informed. Jean Luc signed in relief.
"Thank you. That might make building the Federation easier." Jean Luc hoped. Narim watched, but was in fact thinking about the repercussions of today's events. The Tollan now had nothing to contribute to the Federation apart from man power and limited technological knowledge. He just hoped that his people could earn their keep.
Earth, SGC
28th January 2004
10:00 hours
General Jack O'Neill looked out into the gate room. Over a hundred Marines were being sent through the gate to Atlantis to help defend her from the Wraith siege. They were taking with them ammunition to last a year of battle, which spared room aboard the Daedalus and Odyssey, a batch of AAA rail guns that fired Naquadah tipped rounds designed to tear through Death Gliders and finally crates of early Federation weaponry like Phase Pistols and Plasma Rifles. As more and more marines filed through the gate, O'Neill couldn't help getting the feeling of sending them all to their deaths.
Earth orbit, Daedalus bridge.
28th January 2004
13:00 hours
Colonel Steven Caldwell, the newly assigned commander of the newly completed Daedalus-class Deep Space Battle Carrier smiled as he looked around the bridge. The clean but advanced room buzzed with activity. Both the Daedalus and her sister Odyssey had been finished earlier today, yet they were already going through final checks.
Steven had only been in command for a few hours, but was already impressed with his crew and his ship. Unlike the original designs, the Daedalus was now equip with Four Phase Cannons (Two fore and two aft) and Six Photon Torpedo tubes (Four forward with two of them being placed underneath the hanger bays and two aft). Those additions as well as the thirty or so rail gun point defence twin cannons and twenty vertical launch tubes, made the Daedalus one powerful ship. The Odyssey matched the Daedalus in every aspect. Even the onboard heavy duty Synthesis machine. The Deep Space Battle Carrier class could now be on deployment indefinably and would only need to replenish it's Naquadah fuel stores by mining. They were more or less, completely self-sustaining. Rumour had it, that the SGC was going to be sending several heavy duty synthesisers to Atlantis after this siege was repelled. That way, there wouldn't be the need to constantly have a ship going back and forth on supply runs. It made perfect sense from a IOA point of view.
"Sir?" A Major Kevin Marks napped the Colonel out of his thought pattern.
"Yes Major?" Steven replied turning to face his XO.
"The SGC has just finished sending the marines through to Atlantis." Marks informed.
"Good, have we received the ZPM yet?" Caldwell asked.
"Yes sir, Doctor Novak is currently tying it in with out systems." The Major nodded as he read the results from a diagnostic that had just finished.
"Good, as soon as that's done, extend our hyperspace field around the Odyssey and set course for Atlantis." Caldwell smiled looking around the bridge as crew members moved towards their designated posts.
"Yes sir. Estimations put us in Atlantis orbit in three days." Kevin said somewhat surprised as he looks at the power levels from the ZPM on the computer screen.
"That's amazing. We could do with a few more of these." The Colonel smiled referring to the ZPM.
"Yes sir." Marks nodded somewhat speechless.
"To be honest Major, I'm not one-hundred percent comfortable leaving Earth without a guardian. With the Prometheus combing through the ruins of the Tollan, Earth might just need one of us here." Steven admitted looking out at the blue and green world below.
"Yes sir, but that's what the outpost in Antarctica is for." Marks smiled remembering how thousands of yellow lights had defeated the fleet Anubis had bought with him to destroy Earth.
"Of course." Steven forced a smile.
The two X-304 Deep Space Battle Carriers entered hyperspace heading for the Pegasus Galaxy. Those two ships were the first of a new breed. This breed would accomplish great feats and see many spectacular things.
So, there is your February Update. Remember that the Wiki Page will contain SPOILERS and will also have some visuals of MY 'home made' ships and technology. Also, please R&R as much as you can. PM me with questions. Another chapter next month and Look out for my new Fic 'The Morra Empire: The Founding' which promises to be a LONG Fic…well ALL of mine do LOL! Speak soon - Spearhead