Sorry for the long break everyone! School is quite taxing and writing 15000 words a week is quite difficult (I really don't have any time at all to proofread when I manage to squeeze time to write, and also I just got addicted to Baldur's Gate and its eating away all my time… D:).
I'll still be on my weekly schedule, but from now on I've decided to split episodes up into four bite-sized "scenes" (~2k each) and release one per week. Which makes one episode a month. Cutting from 15000 to 4000 will not only make this easier, it'll give me time to work on my newest original writing project.
Sorry for the inconsistency so far guys! Just getting everything sorted and getting into the rhythm of writing! Have fun reading!
STARGATE SG-1: UPRISING
Written by Niko DelValle
Some ideas were borrowed from Joseph Mallozzi
PREVIOUSLY ON STARGATE SG-1
JAMES: I sent these virus's I wrote against even stronger firewalls than they've got at the Pentagon. So, hacking them should be a piece of cake.
DANNY: Why aren't those files reading?
JAMES: Those are just files with extra security. They're still formatted the same, but if an authentication code that's stored locally on authorized computers isn't submitted with the password, then they won't return the whole files and it causes a read error. I should still be able to get a partial if I fill in the blanks in the formatting code…
JAMES: This is some crazy stuff. What the hell are they working on that requires them to keep it secret from the rest of the government? This has to be big. Some crazy secret that they have no right to keep from us.
DANNY: What do you think it is?
JAMES: I'm just worried that they want to hide it from us so badly. What if that super thing they mentioned before is some kind of superweapon? If it really is, then we sure as hell can't let them finish it without the American people and the rest of the world knowing about it.
JAMES: I'm going to break into that server and transfer as much as I can onto my portable hard drive.
JAMES: Once that's done, I'm going run away, break through the encryption, and see what they're up to. If it's bad, then I'm going to need to find a public way to disseminate the information.
Brigadier General Samantha Carter enters the briefing room with a dour look on her face after a call with the President.
SAMANTHA: I'm sorry Vala. You two are going to have to cancel your dinner date.
MITCHELL: That look on your face isn't good. How bad is it?
SAMANTHA: Very.
James Parker manages to break the encryption on the files. He's about to go to sleep when he decides to look into what he'd found.
DANIEL (Recording): Hello, I am Doctor Daniel Jackson, and behind me is a Stargate. It was originally built millennia ago by an alien race called the Ancients.
JAMES: How… how could they keep this from us? This… this is the greatest discovery in human history! They've been hiding this for over a decade!? How could they do this!?
Back at the place James had run away from. SG-1 is on site to investigate.
DANIEL: There doesn't seem to be anything here.
MITCHELL: Whoever did this was good. Apparently he even managed to clean all of the security cameras in the area. The local cops searched the tapes for a few of the more low-tech guys around here, but no dice. There are too many suspects.
Sam calls Mitchell on the radio.
MITCHELL: We've got no dice on the warehouse. It's trashed and the techs said they probably won't be able to get anything off of the drives.
SAMANTHA: Hm… the kid behind this is good. Really good
SAMANTHA: I did a little digging on the internet. Found a ticket that was booked on a fake ID on a flight out of here. The face is clearly a kid. Nineteen at the most. Ran the face through recognition, and he has no records. At least… not anymore.
SAMANTHA: …the kid is a member of a decentralized hacker group called Freedom. Their anti-government for the most part. Want to get at all of the dirty secrets in Washington. They stumbled on something much bigger during the Pentagon hack…
SAMANTHA: …this kid calls himself 'Revolutionary', and even on the internet he's a total ghost. I don't think he lives in any one place. Based on what I can gather, he's always on the move. He's accessed the boards these hackers use from all over the world.
MITCHELL: Is he running from the government?
SAMANTHA: I guess. I just don't know why.
SAMANTHA: If this kid unlocks those files, he's going to be pissed at what we've been doing. And it won't be entirely unjustified either.
James submits a message to his hacker friends on the internet and uploads a torrent containing all the files he had gathered from the Pentagon's secret server.
JAMES: Hello, fellow Freedom members. I need your help. I'm going to need to take control of the Emergency Alert System and show the world the truth. To do this, I will need to physically enter the White House. You'll be able to see me the whole way via security cameras. During that trip, you need to find a way to keep the police away from me, or direct me away from them. You have to find me the safest route to breach the White House. You have to come up with a plan that will ensure my success. I am going to put my life on the line. So believe me and help me… through whatever means you deem necessary.
JAMES: I want to remove that last line.
JAMES: I'm afraid of what lengths they'll go to. I don't want anyone to get hurt… but… what they've been hiding is worth the sacrifice. This is something everyone deserves to know.
JAMES: I'm just going to have to live with the consequences.
S11E02: Ideals – Part II
Scene I: On the Road
Year 2012
James drove with one eye on the road and one eye on the laptop beside him that he'd retrieved from his glove compartment box. He had one hand on the wheel and the other on the keys as he dropped the firewall and connected to 4G before broadcasting his identity to the internet. He saw the webcam light turn on and connected a wireless headset to the laptop over Bluetooth.
"I know you guys are already watching me, but I think this will be more convenient for when you lose sight of me." He said. "Besides, I'm sure the government still wants to contain the situation. They wouldn't risk doing any weird sci-fi stuff while you can all see me. They want you to think that this is all a big hoax after all…
"I'm sure you've noticed the text-to-speech software. It's connected to me headset so you can feed any commentary through there. Be careful not to expose yourselves, the governments in on this show as well."
"Redmond: I never knew you were a cam girl Revolutionary." The droning voice of the computer came over the headset, somehow making the joke even better. James couldn't help but chuckle.
"You know what they say. Never too late to start going after your dreams." He joked back as he entered onto the interstate. "Anyways, you guys know what I need first right? The text-to-speech and screen are one-way, so don't worry about them seeing or hearing what you send. Just send or tell me what I need to know."
"Asguard: I am feeding a detection program into your computer. It will alert you if any government vehicles get within a certain distance of you."
"Thank you Asguard. I could also use a new car. Direct me to a lot with a lot of vehicles and shut off the cameras. It should take them a bit to go over the footage once they take control back to determine which cars are missing and put out an APB."
"Redmond: I can do better than that. I'll gain access to the local electrical grid and increase the amount of power running to those cameras. It should fry them. That'll buy you an extra few minutes while they conduct comparative analysis between the footage and the missing vehicles on site."
"Alert to everyone. Redmond is going to overload the cameras in the lot you select so they have to compare on site. To all the spooks watching this, you shouldn't get in his way. Redmond can do a lot of damage to the power grid if you force his hand by trying to block his attempts. I don't want anyone to get hurt because of traffic lights and other electrical devices going dark, but the guys helping me are the type to prioritize the greater good."
"General: This is the United States National Security Agency. You will stop your vehicle and await capture by local police. If you do not comply, we will respond with force."
"Oh I'm sure you will big brother." James replied. "Computer, block previous user's area code from contacting me."
"Completed." The voice recognition software replied.
"Redmond: I'm surprised it took so long for the government to contact you. Assuming, of course, that was who just called."
"Yea it was the National Security Agency."
"Carter: Hello. This is General Samantha Carter with the United States Air Force."
"Ah so you've finally dropped the charade I see. The great Samantha Carter herself."
"Carter: Yes. I am hoping you'll rethink your actions."
"I'm sure you are, but you should know that's not going to happen…"
"Alert: Colorado State Trooper approaching from ahead." Asguard's computer program at work.
"Asguard: James, cross over the road and take the left side exit. They're setting up roadblocks all along the interstate so you'll need to take side-roads."
"I'm going to need to cross through some rough terrain then. Make sure that lot you guys find has four-wheel drive and some good tires. It would be pretty pathetic to get stuck out in the wilderness."
He turned over the center of the road and drove up the oncoming side until he found the exit. Once he did, he pulled a U-turn and exited out onto the side-streets on the outskirts of Colorado Springs.
"Carter: I don't know how much you know James. But you should know that these things are secret for a reason."
"Yea, you keep telling yourself that. You've kept the biggest discovery in human history a secret for sixteen years. Even when you thought it wouldn't go anywhere but a planet you destroyed, you still didn't tell everyone about it."
"Carter: If you know about Abydos, you know about the enemies we face."
"You mean the one's that you've basically scrubbed from the face of the galaxy?"
"Carter: We have more enemies than that."
"Eliza: James, I'm feeding you the address of the biggest car lot I could find in your area with the lowest amount of camera coverage possible. Try and look for a four-wheeler from the dark area first. If you can find one, they won't be able to identify what you're driving without going over the records for the impound lot. I'm sending you a shadow map."
"Took you a while to speak up Eliza. Thanks for the info I'll head there right now."
James threw a glance at the screen to get directions before adjusting his course.
"Asguard: We're coordinating with the entirety of Freedom that we have online right now. Eliza is focused on preparing an infiltration route for you in Washington DC. I'm also trying to contact a local asset that might help you break in."
"Eliza: I'm working on something else A-T-M."
"I'm guessing you've got dirt on this asset of yours Asguard."
"Asguard: No. In fact, I'm contacting him because I think he would legitimately want to help."
"Well that makes me feel better."
"Redmond: I've got dirt for Asguard's asset if you need it. I know it's not really your style James, but you might need it to make sure this guy stays in line."
"I understand Redmond. Unlike you, I'm going to save it for a last resort."
"Redmond: I get it. You don't like my methods. Suck it up. We're on the same team here."
"I know, and I hate it."
"Carter: Did you forget we were having a conversation?"
"No I didn't General. I get it. The Earth has a lot of enemies up in space, but as far as I can gather we also have a lot of stuff to defend ourselves."
"Carter: That has always just been barely enough."
"Maybe it would've been more than that if you included the rest of us."
"Carter: We have the best people."
"Maybe you do, but you probably don't. I know how these government projects operate. They would never let a civilian scientist who didn't meet their standards for keeping a secret work in the Stargate program. How do you think they kept this secret for so long, despite everything? Not to mention whenever someone threatened that secret of yours, I'm sure they disappear. Like Alec Colson did while you were parading those holograms on TV. I should've known that projection was way too clean to be something the government was working on as a prototype. No, I bet you got it from some aliens."
Carter didn't reply.
"I can't say I know much about you as a human being General Carter. I didn't watch for much of that video before I decided on this course of action after all. But I think that you know as well as I do how wrong what the government has been doing is. The people deserve to know the truth. I believe that you and most of the people working on that base believe that too. But you can't betray the government. That's why people like me exist. You're not going to convince me to stop. It's impossible because I know for a fact what I'm doing is the right thing, can you say the same?"
"Carter: 322 Harrington Drive."
James's eyes widened in shock. He almost swerved off the road with surprise, but concentrated and steadied the car.
"I guess you're not the person I thought you were. How could you stoop that low?" He replied angrily, grinding his teeth.
"Redmond: Did they get dirt on you?"
James ignored him and addressed General Carter.
"I swear if you or anyone else gets near them… I try to do the right thing. But if they get hurt… I don't know what I'd do. All I know is that with my skills, there is nowhere on this Earth and maybe even beyond that you can hide from me."
"Carter: I see you still care about them. It's pretty clear from that look on your face. But you left all those years ago. What are you running from James?"
"Computer, block previous user's area code." He said lividly. "Redmond, they do have dirt on me, but don't worry about it… I'm worried about the greater good here, and if I can just get this done they won't have any reason to threaten them anymore…"
"Redmond: Threaten who?"
"My parents. They… live at 322 Harrington Drive in Colorado Springs."
"Redmond: Who is the person that contacted you? Screw your anti-blackmail BS. If they're going to do this that way, then I can do it too."
"Her name is Samantha Carter. She's from the United States Air Force. General."
"Redmond: I'll let Asguard handle your trip. I'm going to deal with this."
James nodded a little nervously as he pulled into the impound lot. As he spoke, he browsed onto the internet and found a website with a list and picture of every four-wheel drive vehicle in existence, paying close attention to the off-road models. He only remained on the webpage for a few seconds, and after viewing all of his options he closed the laptop.
"I'm at the impound lot. I'm going to shut off the webcam and GPS tracking while I'm searching for a car."
"Asguard: Work quickly. The police are only twenty minutes away. I've already located a vehicle that will suit your needs on the cameras, but try finding something that will suit you in the dark areas on the shadow map Eliza sent you first. I'll alert you if the police are too close and you need to take the easy way out."
"Are you already into the electrical grid?" James asked as he took a quick look at the shadow map Eliza sent him and closed the laptop.
"Asguard: Yes. The government decided not to interfere. I'll fry the cameras momentarily."
"Got it." He replied as he retrieved a shoulder bag from the glove compartment and shoved everything from the car inside. Once he was standing outside of the vehicle, he stood still. "Tell me when the cameras are fried. I don't want them to see which direction I head off in."
"Asguard: Do you know the kind of car you're looking for?"
"I just memorized a list of four-wheel drive and off-road cars and trucks off of the internet just now. I'll see if I can find a truck with darkened windows and a high gas mileage."
"Asguard: Memorized? But you were only on the computer for a few seconds…"
"That's all I need. Why don't you find me a course through the cops while I find my ride?"
"Asguard: Very well. Do you know how to hotwire a vehicle?"
"I know how to do it if I have to. I'm going to try and find something computerized so I can just hack it. Either way, shouldn't take me more than five minutes. You can account for that when you tell me to get the hell out of dodge."
"Asguard: That doesn't leave you with very long."
"Got it. Guess I'll focus on what I'm doing..."
He trailed off, looking blankly at the ground.
"Redmond: James, don't worry about your parents. I may just be a nerd behind a keyboard, but I'm a nerd whose willing to do just about anything. Just focus."
"Thank you Redmond. I'll do that."
James looked up determinedly and dashed off into the impound lot, sweeping his gaze across the myriad vehicles at his disposal…
STARGATE SG-1: UPRISING
A Fan-Written Conclusion to Stargate: SG-1
Stargate initially conceived by…
Roland Emmerich
Dean Devlin
Television Show originally created by…
Brad Wright
Johnathan Glassner
Writing ideas gleaned from…
Joseph Mallozzi
Written by…
Niko DelValle
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