General O'Neill called SG 3, 12, 17 and 23 to the conference room for a briefing.
"Listen up, people!" He said. "We've got another NID mess to clean up. Most of this briefing is going to be conducted by the young man standing beside me. Don't let his appearance fool you, he really is older then he looks. This is Alexander and he's an Alteran, what Dr. Jackson calls an Ancient. He's over 500 years old."
"The Ancients are the ones that built the Stargate." Colonel Al Reynolds of SG 3 said. "And turned into glowing balls."
"Most did yes, I didn't. Even if I'd been offered the chance, I wouldn't have taken it. I see absolutely no appeal in something that means I'd never get to have sex again as a physical being and if you saw my wife you'd understand why I wouldn't want to give it or her up."
A ripple of laughter went through the men assembled, they understood his stand against Ascension very well.
"To get serious, neither my wife nor I, should even be here. Some idiot playing with something he didn't understand pulled us out of where we were. Just before we ended up stranded here, we were in what you call the Pegasus Galaxy, we lived and we died, in that galaxy 10,000 years ago. Or at least were heartbeats away from death."
"Someone pulled you through time?" Lt. Colonel Ferrettii of SG 17 guessed. "Accidentally? It's no stranger then finding out we were in a time loop for three months once."
"That's just to give you some background. I was the Captain of a warship and we were at war. My wife, who was also pulled here, was my first officer. We're both over 500 years old."
"Damn, you look good for your age." One of the soldiers joked.
"Thank you and here's where we get to the purpose of this meeting. Aliens don't just come from above. There are tears in the dimensional fabric of reality. These tears allow creatures that evolved in another dimension, which is different from another reality, to enter our dimension. The difference between another reality and another dimension, boils down to physics. Physics and physical laws, are different in another dimension. These tears first appeared when my people were first on Earth. We eventually succeeded in closing them. We named beings that came out of them daemona, which means, beings from another dimension. Daemona became your word for demon."
"You're saying demons are real?" One of the men asked incredulously.
"They don't come from a literal Hell, but the fact is that a good 95% of them, no matter how intelligent they are and some have languages and culture and technology, want to eat some part of us. We closed the tears before we left Earth and went to another galaxy. There were no more daemona on Earth when we left, we made sure of it. Sometime after we left, the tears started reopening. When my wife and I found ourselves stranded here, we discovered that the town we where in had one of the largest tears ever, sitting under it. We also discovered it had been created on purpose. The Mayor of Sunnydale had a deal with these beings. He served up the people in Sunnydale as an all you can eat buffet. Their preferred prey are children and teenagers. Thousands died over the last century as corrupt officials in the town covered it up. The company we founded, the Altimah Project, was conceived as a means of reverse engineering Alteran tech and patenting it so we could both survive and fight the creatures preying on the humans in Sunnydale. Then we found out Earth was at war against aliens from space as well. Now what we build can also be used to help in that war. A few days ago, we found a way to seal the tear under Sunnydale. Then we set out to find others."
"That's where the op we're about to go on comes in." General O'Neill put in.
"Earlier today, my wife and an employee and friend of ours, went to Cleveland to seal another tear we'd found. While there, they encountered something the NID built. A modern day Frankenstein. Corda, my wife, scanned the creature they encountered. It started out as human, a dead human, a soldier, to be precise. A Dr. Maggie Walsh, cut it apart and spliced parts from eight different demons to it, held together with cyber connectors. It killed her and escaped. By the time Corda and our friend tracked it down several more people had been killed by it. They were about to engage it when the NID showed up and hit it with some kind of blasters. Apparently they were unaware of the fact that the mad scientist powered the damn thing with a nuclear battery. Their blasters overloaded it. If Corda hadn't had a Alteran made personal energy shield on her, or the quick thinking to use it to contain the blast, a significant portion of Cleveland and its population wouldn't be here right now. The NID arrested her. They didn't know and still don't, that an earring she's wearing is actually a communicator. She had it on and is broadcasting to our group, what is going on. The NID didn't just build that thing, for whatever reason, they're trying to turn other demons into some kind of asset. Maybe they think they can use them like attack dogs or something. But we're talking about beings that are intelligent and that like to torture and kill humans, especially children. Whatever they're hoping to accomplish, is never going to work the way they want it to."
"The President has added these beings and the tears to Homeworld Security's purview. We've been authorized to go in and arrest the people involved in this Charlie Foxtrot. Alexander, will be going in separately and getting his people out. Any questions?"
"When do we leave and how badly can we hurt them?" One soldier asked.
"We keep it clean, I understand the temptation, but they have to stand trial, we don't want them having any wiggle room. And we leave now."