So… this episode turned out to actually be quite long in the end, despite my attempts to keep it shorter. As such, I'm considering Ideals Part II to be more of a movie than an actual episode. Don't expect them all to be this long! I just needed this much space to do the story justice is all. Still I didn't get everything I wanted to in, but I got to draw a line somewhere! Hehe…
As for why this is up before Tuesday, I already skipped a week and I had the time to write. I was really excited to share this so I wanted to get it up! Make sure to review and tell me what you think! I will however make sure to have Stargate Atlantis's scene on schedule this week and everything on schedule coming up! The one thing I want you guys to be aware of is that I'll release however many scenes I have finished when I have a release. Some weeks I'll have more and some weeks I'll have less. If Atlantis's episode isn't finished I might release follow up scenes throughout the week but there will ALWAYS be a scene on the scheduled release UNLESS it would conflict with the chronological release order (by the way, just so you know, count full episodes chronologically and not scenes).
Although sometimes I might just be really excited about a particular episode like this one and really get into the swing of things. Like this one… haha!
I'm going to stop rambling now. Enjoy! Write a review! I always love hearing detailed comments about my work and I'll always respond to an interesting question or comment!
STARGATE SG-1: UPRISING
Written by Niko DelValle
Some ideas were borrowed from Joseph Mallozzi
S11E02: Ideals – Part II
Scene IV: The Escape
Year 2012
Sam heard a voice in the distance. It was so bland that she almost didn't notice it was there. She could barely hear it through the ringing in her ears. Somehow, she knew she needed to stay awake and fought through the overwhelming urge to collapse and fall unconscious. The more she fought against it, the more it tried to drag her down.
The voice suddenly changed. It took on emotion and desperation. It was the sound of an older man shouting at her. With that thing to grasp onto, she brought herself back to reality, coughing from the smoke in the air and groaning from the pain in her back.
"General Carter! Get up!" The voice begged.
"R-Redmond?" She wondered out loud.
"Yea, obviously you didn't call these guys so I'm trusting you. Now get up!"
"I'm awake."
"Can you move? I saw you get shot…"
"I'm wearing a vest. I've learned not to go to unfamiliar places without it."
"Good move. Now, I'm going to help you get out of this."
"General Carter?" Frank asked from underneath her. That reminded her that the gunfire had stopped, and whoever had attacked would be coming to ensure their success.
Sam grabbed at her shoulder holster. Her gun wasn't there. She remembered that she had left it in the car at Redmond's request.
"Don't ask questions. Just get moving." Sam said. "Crawl to the back where we can't be seen from the windows."
"Okay. Come on Annie…"
"O-Okay."
"Redmond, can you see where they are?" She asked.
"Yea. They didn't knock out the security cameras on the outside. About five of them are guarding the perimeter, four are coming from the front, and three are entering through the back."
"Unlock my phone… I know a way to get us out of here."
"The only reason I'm still in contact with you is over the internet. They've got some kind of jammer outside in their car. It's blocking cellphone signals and… something else. I've never seen anything at this frequency before."
"They're jamming Asgard beams…" Sam concluded under her breath. She spoke up for her next line. "Who the hell are these people?"
"I don't know and I don't have enough time to find out. Those guys are about to come in and I've got a plan. Want to hear it?"
"I'm all ears." She replied as she started crawling. Her back screamed in protest, no doubt bruised from the bullets, but she fought through it until she'd caught up to the couple she was protecting and stood up along with them. She whispered to them as she perked up her ears for signs of the enemy. "Stay low and quiet… I'll come and get you when it's time to leave."
They both merely nodded, clearly terrified enough to listen to anything she said.
"When the camera was still on I noticed a poker by the fireplace. Grab it and go to the back door." Redmond said. With no choice but to trust the mysterious man, she did as requested and headed to the fireplace. It was slightly in view of the windows, so she hid behind the wall as she reached out and grabbed it. Apparently no one had seen her, so she headed straight for the back door.
"What now?" She wondered.
"Raise it over your head and aim for the door. Close your eyes, and when I tell you, swing that thing with all you've got."
"Okay…"
Although she was nervous about closing her eyes, she followed his command and waited. A few seconds later the door exploded in front of her as a breaching charge went off.
"Now!" Redmond cried. Sam attacked as the splinters from the explosion hit her face. She felt the poker hit someone and there was a cry and the snap of bones as a response. "Open your eyes and take that guys gun!"
She opened her eyes and saw the two men standing behind her target. They were caught in a choke point and the only way they could shoot her was straight through their own ally, and as such they were stuck. Looking down, she had shattered the wrists of the point man, and that left her free to grab his gun. It was bound to the man by a strap so she swung him around and pulled the trigger with the assault rifle aimed up the rear hallway. It tore one up before he could react, but the other one immediately opened fire.
Sam let herself fall backwards to the ground as the bullets raced over her head. The assault rifle ran out of ammunition, forcing her to roll out of the way as her enemy kept firing. When he ran out of ammo too, she grabbed the side-arm of the man next to her, and blindly fired into the hallway. She heard him cry out in pain and looked to see him bleeding out onto the ground as the bullets had lodged themselves in both of his arms and one of his legs. Suddenly, she heard footsteps from behind her and surmised that more were coming through the living room.
"Come on!" She shouted to her quarry. The couple raced out into the kitchen and straight into the rear hallway where the stopped at the bleeding man, both gasping in shock as they saw them an bleeding on the ground. "Stay there!"
She shot her sidearm into the wall separating them from the living room multiple times. She hit at least one as he collapsed into the opening. Knowing that would make the rest hesitate, she flipped around and ran to the bleeding man to salvage his assault rifle which was already partially reloaded. She finished the process and ran out into the back, gesturing the other two to follow her with a hand. They listened blindly as Sam headed for the backyard.
"Redmond, I'm about the come out the back door. Where do I shoot?" Sam asked.
"11 o'clock and 3 o'clock. The other three are out front."
As soon as she busted out of the door she aimed for the 11 o'clock and opened fire. He was behind a fence and screamed in agony as the bullets tore through him. She ducked back as bullets whizzed past her from the other direction, before stepping out again and shooting the last remaining member.
"Redmond connect me with the following phone number, now…!" She ordered the numbers as she grabbed the couple over the shoulder and ran them for the fence.
"In a minute, there are two coming up the alley behind and to your right."
"You two, get over that fence!"
Sam turned around and fired into corner of the house near the alley. She saw them fall back away from the gunfire, and kept it up to suppress them. It was taking the couple too long to climb over the fence, so she turned around and pushed the husband over as the wife had apparently already finished. She told them to run as she turned around and opened fire again to keep them from coming. At that point, she was out of ammo and joined them in leaping the fence. Sam pulled out her cellphone and watched her bars slowly come back as she escaped the range of the jammer.
"I'm out of ammo Redmond, connect me now!"
"I'm on it."
"Gener-" Someone answered almost as soon as she called.
"Contact the Odyssey! I'm with two civilians! Tell them to beam us all up, now! That's an order!"
"Yes mamn!"
Sam dived for the fleeing couple, wrapping her arms around them as they fell toward the ground and disappeared in a flash of light. Just as they disappeared, a hail of bullets passed through the space they had just vacated…
Final Scene: Emergency Alert
It was the dead of night when after a long and arduous journey, James finally pulled into the White House garage. Every single thing that could've gotten in his way had been dealt with by his friends. They had managed to evade the police by alternating the GPS on and off when they needed to reacquire his position in the wilderness. The police had tried turning off their own tracking signals once they realized what was happening, but it had been for naught because the hackers just turned them right back on.
And when it came to security, pretending to be someone else on their radios to move the guards where they wanted them to go was easy enough. Their asset made this even easier as a member of the Secret Service. It didn't take long for him to join James, illuminated by the still active headlights of the truck behind James. He was a middle-aged man with a gun strapped to his hip and he walked casually up to the child.
"I'm Alan Lisson." The man asked. "Are you Parker?"
"Expected someone taller?" James wondered.
"I expected someone more awake."
"I've been on the road for nearly two days without sleeping. You'll have to forgive me."
"Either way, this is gonna be a tough one. Some elite Air Force team is set up inside, though they did ditch the Secret Service to the perimeter. Guess they didn't want us to see something… dunno what."
"They're guarding the central terminal, I'm guessing? Where's Hayes?"
"They moved him out, and you're right. That's where they're set up. They've also cut power to the entire building."
"I expected that. They know what I'm here for. Unluckily for them, the central terminal is powered by an internal generator that can't be removed."
"Isn't that top secret?"
"That's what they say, but it's not really that hard to learn compared to other stuff I've come across. Anyways, your job is to get me past SG-1 and to the terminal."
"Yea I know. You better come up with a damn good plan though." Lisson replied. "What's SG-1? That Air Force team?"
"Probably. Unluckily for them, I know a way to that terminal other than the corridor."
"Really now?"
"There's a ventilation shaft that drops down to that room. It's not on the current blueprint set so they shouldn't know about it." James said. "I'm just small enough to fit inside. So all you need to do is keep them distracted."
"That I can do."
"This is probably a stupid thing to say, but try not to hurt them…"
"Hey. They're going to be shooting at me, you know…"
"What are you going to do to distract them?" James wondered.
"I'm going to head to the entrance of the room their guarding and shoot at them. That'll get their attention."
"Oh. I see."
"Do you have a better plan?"
"Not for this, no."
"Then let's go." He flipped around and swiped an ID card through a case bolted to the wall. Inside was an MP5 submachine gun, which he grabbed along with several magazines of ammunition. He also grabbed a few small grenades, a bulletproof vest, and a gas mask, which he handed to James before taking a second one. James took it, along with a vest.
"You Secret Service guys sure are prepared. What are you planning to do with all of this stuff?"
"Distract… what'd you call them? SG-1?" He asked. James nodded. "Well, yea, distract them. The smoke grenades are to get through the perimeter."
"You're going to take them all by yourself?"
"This is the least guarded entrance. Only has four guys and we've got the element of surprise. I'm one of the top agents here as far as combat goes, so they won't be a problem. They trusted me enough to go out for a smoke… big mistake."
"We don't have to kill them, do we? They're just doing their jobs…"
"Sometimes doing bad is necessary to achieve good. You wouldn't be here if you didn't know that kid." Lisson said as he made sure his gas mask was on correctly. He gestured for James to put on his own. "Gas mask has a radio in the ear. I already set it to the right frequency."
He put on his own mask.
"Can you hear me alright?" He asked. James heard him clearly over the radio, and nodded. "Anyways, I am going to try to avoid killing them. I happen to agree with you. I'm also not gonna take any risks with our lives. I dunno all of the details, but it sounds like my bosses are hiding something the people deserve to know."
"They are. It's bigger than you can possibly imagine."
"Then my conscience is clear even if I have to take some of these guys out of the equation. But they don't know what we know about how bad this has gotten. Some of them are deluding themselves with their blind trust. All of them are in the way of the greater good."
"I understand that."
"Sorry, I'll stop lecturing you. Here."
He placed a Taser in James's hand.
"Aim and shoot." He continued. "Pull the trigger to shock. Don't go for the chest, their armor will block it. Legs are the best target. Don't stop until the target's unconscious. You can take the front off after that and stick someone else if you need too."
"O-Okay…"
"You really aren't made for this kinda stuff, are you kid?"
James remained silent for several moments before he spoke.
"I can't let myself get in the way of the greater good either."
"Good answer. Now, I'll take the lead. Don't jump in with that thing until I tell you."
"Alright."
Lisson signaled James to follow with a hand as the headed deep into the garage. He signaled James to get down as he peeked around corner, deeper into the garage. He turned back to James and whispered.
"Looks like they added an extra guard since I passed by, but it won't be a problem with the tear gas I've got. Wait until I tell you. If I go down and you're brave enough to go on by yourself, go ahead. There's no one else except SG-1. Your distraction will be gone though… so you'll need to come up with something else…"
"You're the best so I don't have anything to be worried about." James whispered, not sounding very confident.
"Heh… nice try kid." Lisson patted him on the shoulder. He pulled out one of the small grenades from earlier. "This is a flash grenade. Cover your ears and close your eyes."
James did as the man said as the man also withdrew another grenade from his pocket and laid it on the ground. With that done, he pulled the pin on the flashbang and turned around before tossing up the garage entrance and right to the feet of the unsuspecting secret service agents.
"Gre-!" They barely had time to react as it exploded with a flash of light and sound right in their faces. The grenade was immediately followed by another that emitted tear gas, forcing the agents to cough and gasp as Lisson moved in. He drew his sidearm from his holster, an FN-Five Seven pistol, and shot the first two he saw in the legs as he moved in. He laid another on the ground with a fast pistol whip as two of the remaining guards tried to regain their composure and opened fire with their MP5's. Lisson dived to the ground and shot out their legs, causing them to scream and fall over.
With that done he jumped over onto the one that looked like he wanted to keep moving and put a bullet into his right arm.
"Stay down!" Lisson yelled. "You can come out now kid."
James ran out from around the wall and aimed for the first one he saw with his Taser, but decided not to fire it as they all looked down for the count. Lisson stood up and moved between the various agents, knocking them all out with a kick to the head. He finished just as James did, and took all of their radios before speaking.
"Now let's get moving before they wake up."
The duo moved further up the garage and into the White House itself. It was much more well-decorated in the interior.
"You can take off the mask now. Give it to me and I'll extract the radio for you so we can still talk." Lisson said. James did as instructed, tossing it aside as the older man did as well once he'd removed the radio and inserted it into James's ear. "I'm guessing you want to enter the vents the floor above the central terminal, right? Stairs are this way. You can take em one floor farther then and get into position. If there's one in the central terminal room, I'm guessing he'll come running when I start shooting. Try and block the door if you can. It'll give you more time."
"Okay sounds like a good plan."
They nodded at each other as James followed his ally up the stairs. Once at the first floor, they gave each other a short glance before James kept going up.
"Say… I forgot to ask you…" James said as he reached the second floor and ran for the room he was looking for. It was dark, but he managed to find it all the same.
"Why I feel the way I do?" He asked. "Well, I got into this because I was patriot. Didn't take me that long to realize how much we'd been lied to over the years by the government. Still, I didn't tip them off about how I felt, waited for an opportunity to do something about it…"
"I guess your patience was rewarded."
"Yep. Now if I die you better make sure it's worth it."
"That's a lot of pressure."
"Well, I can't say I believe in you kid. I barely know you. But I'm hoping."
"Me too…"
They both fell silent as James started his crawl through the vents. It didn't take him long to find the correct room, as he rattled off the route he had memorized to himself in a quiet whisper as he moved. James quietly looked down into the central chamber and spotted a man in an Air Force uniform. He had to squint to make out the name on the tag, Mitchell. He crawled back a little bit before speaking into his radio.
"Well, start distracting."
"Good luck kid."
"You too."
It wasn't long before James heard the gunfire start.
"Mitchell, I'm not bored anymore!" James heard a woman shout.
"We're kinda under attack here!" Another man shouted.
"Indeed…" He barely heard that one.
"Well here I come then..." Mitchell said, mostly to himself, before heading for the door. James heard it shut behind him and wasted no time prying off the vent and dropping into the room. Looking around, James spotted no one, though he kept low to avoid being spotted from the windows. He went for the door first and locked it. Hoping that was enough, since he couldn't spot any other way to seal it, he turned around, and immediately received a shock as he was hit with a zat blast. Facing him was Colonel Mitchell with a P90 in one hand and a zat in the other as James collapsed to the ground. "Guess you thought you were clever. But you got outplayed."
James didn't move as he stared up at Mitchell with a glare.
"Sam figured you might be smart enough to get some help. Guess she was right. Now I don't need to do that whole talking you down thing."
"Do you think I've given up?" James asked Mitchell coldly.
"I reckon it doesn't matter either way."
"We'll see about that!"
Suddenly James jumped back up to his feet, overwhelming the intense pain of the zat with pure will power, and leapt forward right into Mitchell's P90. His eyes widened with shock, but he didn't fire.
"You shouldn't have hesitated!" James yelled as he shoved the Taser he had never used earlier right into Mitchell's neck. The barbs that were meant to be fired stuck into the skin. With that done, James dived out of the way as he pulled the trigger, shocking Mitchell. The spasms forced him to fire the gun into the door as he collapsed to the ground. James let up as he ran in and grabbed the gun and the zat from his hands, throwing them away as Mitchell groaned on the floor.
"Ugh… how did you know…?"
"That you wouldn't shoot me?" James asked. "I didn't. I'm not a mind-reader."
"Are you crazy kid!?"
"No. I'm just right."
James pulled out his laptop along with a USB cable which he plugged into the terminal that was connected to the huge set of servers in front of him. He then found the switch for the generator, flipped it, and turned both computers on. Suddenly, there was knocking on the door.
"Mitchell, are you okay in there?" The male voice he'd heard before shouted over the gunfire outside. "Were those gunshots? You didn't…?"
"Daniel, get your ass in here!" Mitchell yelled. "He's doing it!"
"The door is kind of locked, unfortunately."
"Use some C4!"
"We're pinned down against the door! We can't!"
"Damn it…!"
"I'm almost done. We won't have to fight anymore soon…" James said. "I'm… sorry about the Taser."
"You're apologizing to me? I shot you with a zat."
"Yea, impressive bit of technology there. I still feel the pain… Alien weapon, I'm guessing."
"Good guess…"
It didn't take long for James to get into the console. All he had needed to do was log back into the account he had created earlier. And now, internally at an authorized terminal, he had access to everything. Most importantly… the Emergency Alert System where he was queuing up his video to play. Just as he was about the press the enter key to start the process, the rustle of a holster sounded and he stopped with his finger over the enter key.
"Damn it…" James said.
"Don't do it." Mitchell said. "Don't you understand what'll happen?"
"I do. The people will learn the truth about what you lied about them to for so long."
"Guess I'm going to have to try this talking you down thing after all, huh?"
"Say whatever you want. If it'll make you feel better, I'll wait before pressing this enter key and starting a process you can't reverse. The American people will learn everything I know about the Stargate Program. My friends edited it together with a speech of mine. They'll believe it… and this time there won't be anything you can do to cover it up."
"You know Sam saved your parents, right?"
"She's the reason those people showed up in the first place. I appreciate what she did, but that doesn't make that any less true."
"Those were the people who've been chasing you?"
"Yes… and she brought them there. That confirms one of my suspicions at least. They're definitely in with the government."
"You've been running for three years and you know that little about them?"
"Unfortunately."
"Well, enough about that… Your parents miss you, you know?"
"Of course I know that." James said angrily. "I want to go back. I can't."
"We can send you through the Stargate with them to someplace safe until we take care of the people who were after you. We did that for someone else."
"That's an appealing offer, but I'm not giving up on my world or my country."
"Nothing I say is going to matter, is it?"
"No."
"Stubborn I see. Well, you know I'm not going to hesitate this time. I don't want to shoot you, but I will to stop you… I was ordered to do that…"
"Not by General Carter though, right?"
"You two have a strange understanding of one another for people who have never met."
"Maybe so. But that doesn't matter. You know… carry out your orders if you want."
"You really are crazy, kid. Don't make me do this. Please… don't. I've got enough things to be guilty for in my life."
James took a deep breath.
"Do whatever you think is right. If shooting me is something you truly believe is right. If you can put absolute faith in those orders and this system you're a part of, then shoot me."
"Sam told me you were a good person! Don't do it!"
"You know it's pointless, but you don't give up…"
"I'm stubborn too, I guess… This isn't how the people should find out about this. You want to do the right thing, right? Well this isn't it! People are going to get hurt and die if you do this! Don't you understand the panic it will cause!?"
"The government had sixteen years to tell the people about this. That would've been the right way. Any government who cares about its citizens would've done that. They didn't. We have defenses and we've survived plenty of alien attacks. That's what I know from the video. Yet, even with all of that, the government still didn't share this huge discovery with us. This thing that changes our understanding of the universe. If they hadn't revealed it by now, they weren't going too! If you think that's right. If you think you can justify that kind of corrupt system, then shoot me Mitchell!"
"It really is pointless…" Mitchell concluded as he grew ever more frustrated.
"If you were right, it wouldn't be."
"I think you are honestly the most stubborn person I've ever met. Don't give up your life for this! Is it really worth it!?"
"Of course it is!" James aid turning his to look at him angrily. He took another deep breath and smiled as he turned his head back around. "By the way… I'm not stubborn Mitchell. I'm just committed to doing the right thing. Do what you need to do."
"Don't!"
James pressed the button. A gunshot rang out through the room as the video appeared on the screen of the laptop. The young man clutched his side as he collapsed in pain to the ground. The shot had missed his vest and buried itself in an exposed part of his back where he'd been leaned over. He screamed in pain as he collapsed sideways to the floor and Mitchell ran up to him. He shot the laptop with his pistol.
"Damn it…!" Mitchell shouted. He did his best to hold the wound as he got on his radio. But it could not stop Parker from losing consciousness before he'd even said a word…
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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