Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized fictional characters within.
AN:
Current Enterprise Reality Girls:
Kaitaama played by Padma Lakshmi
Hoshi played by Linda Park
T'Pol played by Jolene Blalock
Elizabeth "Lizzie" Tucker played by Liv Tyler
Rajiin played by Nikita Ager
Amanda Cole played by Noa Tishby
Persis played by Abby Brammell
Navaar played by Cyia Batten
Stargate Reality girls added in this chapter:
Jessie Potter is played by Jaimie Alexander
Ishta is played by Jolene Blalock
Mala is played by Christine Adams
End AN
Chapter 22
January 19th 2155, Earth…
"Having endured a catastrophic world war Earth's governments came here to this city for the purpose of creating a just and lasting peace among nations. Today we have assembled here again with representatives of numerous worlds to forge an unprecedented alliance. With this coalition of planets we seek to strengthen our bonds of friendship and render permanent the peace that now exists among us and further the ongoing exploration of our galaxy. Let us dedicate ourselves to these goals so that future dedications can look back on this moment with pride and eternal gratitude, thank you," spoke the earth representative Nathan Samuels before sitting down.
Enterprise had been called back to attend the alliance conference as the ones who initiated contact with most of the species present.
As we all clapped the captain leaned over and said, "People are watching."
I apparently wasn't clapping hard enough.
"Nobody knows that better than him," I replied with a feeling of distaste in my mouth as the politician happened to be the duplicate of the Mayor from Sunnydale.
It's highly likely this politician is the counterpart of the Mayor in this reality.
"Clap louder that's an order," ordered the captain.
"Ah I thought it was a fine speech," said Phlox which garnered him looks from the rest of the senior officers.
"Just missing a few names," commented Travis.
"You'd think this was all his idea," added Malcolm.
"It's not about who gets credit," Hoshi tried to be diplomatic.
"He could have at least mentioned Enterprise. We were the ones who got the Andorians and Tellerites talking," I stated.
"I'm sure history will reflect our contribution," said T'Pol.
We all walked down off the stairs to the meet and greet.
"I hope I didn't embarrass myself too much," Samuels said to the captain.
"Far from it minister," answered the captain.
"Call me Nathan."
"I want to thank you again for attending. Having Enterprise here seems to put everyone at ease. People feel more comfortable in the presence of heroes," Samuels continued.
"Whatever we can do to help," replied the captain.
"Well it certainly helps that the delegates can understand each other. These universal translators work perfectly. Thanks to you," Samuels said to Hoshi.
"I just updated them with a few things we picked up on the mission."
"That you did…they're extremely precise. Although when I'm listening to the Tellerite ambassador I wish they were a little less precise."
"You've set a formidable goal…the drafting of a charter in six weeks," commented T'Pol.
"I've always believed formidable goals produced formidable results," replied Samuels.
"I'm wondering if that's what the Mayor said when he started out the hundred year process to ascend to a high demon," I mused to T'Pol.
"Most likely," she answered.
"Trip does have a point…Enterprise laid the foundation for this event. Perhaps it should be the senior crew who are having their photo taken," suggested my Vulcan wife.
"Samuels likes the spotlight and he's welcome to it," answered the captain.
Just then our conversation was interrupted by a Starfleet ensign delivering a package to me.
"What is it being delivered here," asked the captain.
I opened it to find out.
Commander Tucker,
In this package I've included a hair sample from your newborn daughter. She is the binary clone from Subcommander T'Pol and your DNA taken from the Starfleet medical records. By the time you get this message I will likely be dead. I could only get this short message out.
The letter ended but by that time I didn't care at the lack of detail. As T'Pol grabbed the letter to examine in more detail along with the hair sample I was looking off into time itself with my newer ability. I could already see the events of the next few hours without any divine intervention. That would not be allowed to happen.
"Trip is this true," asked the captain as he read the message of T'Pol's shoulder.
"Yes…it's ok. Our daughter is safe for the moment," I answered.
"Mother…can you watch over my child," I asked through realities.
"Yes baby…I'm going right now. I'm bringing backup," answered my mother.
"She's being looked after. I've decided certain events need to happen so nobody will be stupid enough to try anything like this again. Let's return to the ship for the time being," I suggested.
Phlox was able to confirm the results of my senses telling me that the hair was indeed from my daughter.
"Unfortunately her DNA is from my sample before I merged with my counterpart in this reality," I stated.
"That still boggles my mind. And why is it unfortunate," asked the captain.
"Because according to a very thorough analysis of the DNA done by my ship's AI the cloning process was imperfect and will result in a genetic disease killing Elizabeth within several days," answered Hoshi.
T'Pol decided to name our daughter after my sister, a fact Lizzie was thoroughly pleased about.
"Luckily I'll have corrected the problem long before that," I stated.
Nobody questioned why I'm waiting to pick up Elizabeth. She is perfectly safe with an invisible Lily Potter and Nymphadora Tonks with her. My mom has been going from reality to reality visiting all of my lovers. This is the Nym from the Venom reality, a trained Auror among other heavy training.
"Malcolm I need you to carry out a very important mission for me," I addressed my friend.
"I'll do whatever I can," he answered.
Malcolm was soon after processed into the Orpheus mining colony where I knew he would be recognized by Terra Prime operatives. Terra Prime is a xenophobic group which wants Aliens off of Earth. This move would alert Terra Prime's leader John Paxton, the one who ordered Elizabeth's creation, that Starfleet is onto him and force him to carry out his plans. I want this so an example can be made.
"Travis can I have a word with you," I asked as I walked up to him in the mess hall.
Travis has been showing his old girlfriend, Gannet Brooks, around the ship. She's a supposed reporter. I can sense they've just had sex.
"What is it Commander Tucker," asked Travis as he stepped aside with me.
"I just wanted to let you know Gannet is working for Starfleet Intelligence. She's trying to find the spy for Terra Prime aboard the ship. She honestly does have feelings for you and isn't just using you to get aboard. Go easy on her. You can truly make things work with her," I explained.
Travis has been seeing his other old girlfriend from the Horizon after I arranged a means for them to see each other regularly. He knows all about what I'm capable of. But like all those close to me he and his Horizon based girlfriend are open to a polygamous relationship due to my aura so Gannet is not an unwelcome addition.
"Thanks Trip…I'll definitely take your advice into consideration," Travis told me before walking back to his lover and taking her hand.
I could tell things would work out for the new trio of lovers.
"A large vessel is taking off from the mining facility," the on duty bridge com officer alerted the captain as we sat in his ready room discussing scenarios.
"Can you identify it," asked the Captain.
"Sir our sensors indicate it is the mining facility," she replied.
"They've found Malcolm," I stated as we made our way to the bridge.
"I hope you know what you're doing," my friend replied.
The Bridge…
"They're on the surface of mars after just going through a short time of warp," Hoshi announced.
"Where," asked Archer.
"They've landed near the Verteron array. It's used to redirect comets. They're sending a subspace message on all frequencies," Hoshi explained as she put it up on the view screen.
"My name is John Frederick Paxton. I've just taken over the Verteron array on mars. I can now fire on any ship or facility in the system," Paxton announced as he sent a devastating beam of coherent laser energy at Earth's moon.
"I have no intention of using this weapon again providing every single non human in our system leaves immediately. A new era is at hand, an era which will expose the concept of interspecies unity as an absolute and vicious lie, an era that will witness the advent of a human centered consciousness that will place our world before all others. As of this moment mankind casts off the shadows of alien interference and now determines its own fate. Terra Prime forever," Paxton stated.
"Block that transmission," Archer ordered Hoshi.
"He's on every frequency. The signal is going system wide," she answered.
"You won't be able to destroy him without taking out half of Utopia colony. He's tied his warp reactor into the array," I added.
"The soldiers of Terra Prime will protect you against the most dangerous enemy humanity has ever faced," we caught the last part of Paxton's long winded speech as he showed video of my daughter.
"Do not be deceived. This is no ordinary innocent child. This is an alien human hybrid, living proof of what will happen if we allow ourselves to be submerged in an interstellar coalition. Our genetic heritage, the entire heritage of humanity will be erased. Terra Prime is dedicated to the protection of life in all of its diversity. For the next twenty-four hours we guarantee safe passage to all aliens leaving our solar system. But if any alien, if one single alien remains after the deadline, Terra Prime will defend the sovereignty of every single human being. We will begin by destroying the institution whose blind arrogance and moral cowardice have put us all at risk, Starfleet Command," Paxton said as he showed video of Starfleet headquarters.
"We do not seek war but if the aliens do not leave I make this solemn promise from all of the sons and daughters of earth. Our future will be secure because humanity will prevail," announced Paxton before ending his broadcast.
"He's targeted us with the array…apparently they don't like being scanned," announced T'Pol.
"I've got this," I stated before I phased through the hall of the ship into space.
As the beam of coherent energy as wide in diameter as the width of the ship raced towards me I held out my hand and willed the power to narrow into a tight beam. The beam impacted my hand and was channeled through my core into the vacuum energy field in a higher dimension.
"That tickled," I sent to my lovers over the bond.
"Honey that was only two percent of the arrays total output," replied T'Pol.
Apparently Paxton sensed the ineffectiveness of his shot because he sent another but this time using much more power. I diverted the energy just like the last shot. I pointed my finger back at the array and sent a massive lightning bolt back into the weapon, disabling all of the systems.
"Time to remove Elizabeth and Malcolm my loves," I sent to my mother and Nym.
"Will do Harry," replied Nym.
I flew towards Mars with blinding speed, only slowing slightly as I blasted through the atmosphere made breathable by the terraforming project. When I approached Paxton's ship/station I phased through the hull and came to rest before the madman.
"What are you," Paxton asked.
"Your doom…you see Paxton I've only shown humanity a fraction of what I'm capable of. You've made the singularly bad choice of pissing me off to the degree that I will be showing the world what I really am. That's going to earn you an eternity of pain and torment," I grinned maliciously at the psychopath.
All over earth every TV screen suddenly switched on if it was off and those that were on were filled with the image of the room I was standing in.
"Hello…most of you may recognize me as Commander Charles Tucker. My actions over the last few years have been in the best interests of preserving humanities future. How am I repaid for my actions? My DNA is stolen and butchered in the cloning of my daughter. While I'm grateful for another daughter that does not excuse the fact that her intended purpose was to meet a horrible fate. Her cloning was flawed and without my intervention would have died. Luckily for the sake of humanity I don't blame any of you. No I blame this man," I stated as I pointed my finger at Paxton and channeled a cruciatus curse out of my fingertip.
Paxton screeched in utter agony as he dropped to the floor and began convulsing.
"You see I'm not exactly human. I was born human until a version of me from an alternate reality merged with my soul from this one. I'm a god…I know you all find that completely unbelievable. So I'm going to show you a bit of proof," I stated as I concentrated on my power.
Just then all light left earth as I wrapped it in a field of darkness, preventing sunlight from getting through. I made sure to halt the motion of anyone driving or doing things that could get them harmed if they couldn't see.
"Further proof," I whispered into the minds of all humans at once before I channeled a massive orgasmic energy wave into the planet.
Every single being human or alien experienced the most intense feeling of their version of climax they had yet to experience in their life.
"One last demonstration if you will," I stated before following up the last wave with a massive healing energy wave.
"Every being on earth that was inflicted with some type of ailment or disfigurement will now find themselves in perfect health and form. This is a gift from me. Let this be a lesson to you…don't fuck with children and don't fuck with my family," I concluded before cutting off the broadcast.
Staring down at Paxton I decided he could be a new toy for the kids to practice their target practice on. I injected him with the elixir so it could last for eternity before transporting him to a cell onboard my cruiser. I had a thought for an added punishment at that moment.
"Dawn honey are you busy," I asked over the bond.
"No what's up Harry?"
"Can you do me a favor and retrieve a wraith for me. Send it to my location."
"Sure thing," she answered.
A moment later due to a bit of time travel on her part a wraith appeared before me.
"Thanks," I sent.
"No problem but that earns me extra orgasms later when you come for your daily visit," she informed me.
"Of course," I agreed with a smile.
I transported the wraith into the cell with Paxton. The elixir would constantly regenerate him but the process of being fed upon again and again would not make up for that fact.
Teleporting back aboard the ship I found my mother holding Elizabeth. Walking up to my newest daughter I picked her up in my arms. A golden glow suffused both of us as I altered her genetic structure. I also gave her quite a bit of boost in her evolution as I made her part Alteran like her older brother.
"Give her…give her," ordered James as he tugged on my pant leg.
I bent down on one knee and handed Elizabeth gently to my son. He cradled her in his arms like she was the most precious gift in the world. Even though James was only a little over a year old he appeared to be closer to four years old and a large four year old at that. His Alteran genes advanced him in all ways much more quickly than a human of similar age.
"I'm going to go have a word with the alliance delegates," I informed my lovers.
"Ok Harry I mean Trip…wow this reality travel thing is weird. But you owe me a roll and tumble when you get back," informed Nym as she came up to me and pressed her body to my side before kissing me hotly with her tongue exploring my mouth.
"I think I'll take Elizabeth," I announced as I picked up my daughter from James' arms.
I transported down to the alliance meeting room, to the shock of the delegates.
"Hello. I thought I'd just stop by and tell you all that you need to continue the conference and form this alliance…," I was cut off by a pop at my side.
Looking down I found a smiling James staring up at me.
"Hello son…did you just apparate down from orbit," I asked.
He beamed at me and shook his head in confirmation.
"Everyone this is my son James…as you can see Elizabeth is not the first cross species human born. Well since I'm not human anymore…the first would probably be my daughter born with Hoshi," I lied leaving out the fact that none of my wives were part of their original species anymore.
Just then I was interrupted again by James.
"Ahhh…clown," James screeched as he pointed at one of the delegates who happened to resemble a demented clown.
James shot a lightning bolt out of his finger and zapped the delegate badly.
"I'm sorry about that…his Uncle Xander has been lamenting him with tales about the evilness of clowns…," I explained as I channeled a healing wave into the delegate.
"Now as I was saying I've got several databases from the future and let me say that the Federation formed by you here today will be responsible for protecting the races represented here and more from many threats. I'll be keeping an eye on things and might pop in from time to time but for now my lovers and I will be retiring from public life," I explained before floating my son up with my telekinesis so that he could sit on my shoulders.
With a roguish grin I disappeared back to Enterprise.
"Captain…Jonathan this is the end of my time on Enterprise. I'm assuming you just heard my little speech," I stated.
"Yes…I heard Trip," an emotional Archer said while standing on the bridge of his ship.
"Come now Jonathan…this day has been a long time in coming. You can communicate with me any time you want with the communicator I gave you. I'll leave a smaller cloaked ship behind to keep an eye on things," I informed my friend before we embraced in a one armed manly hug.
"It won't be the same without you Trip," he replied.
"Of that I'm sure," I answered with a grin.
"Travis…Malcolm you two take care of yourselves. I'm made all of you along with your lovers immortal…oh and your immediate family."
"Dear god…you made my parents immortal," gasped Malcolm in horror.
"Yes," I replied with a smirk.
"Malcolm I know your Orion lady friend may seem rather sufficient for you but you should really look up that hot alien blonde little number we met a while back when she was ship wrecked on that planet with only her father. I've had a cloaked probe following her to make sure she's safe. You'll find the coordinates in your personal files," I explained.
"I know she remembers you if all of the screaming masturbation sessions with her name on your lips are any indication. Video recordings of these episodes are also in your personal files for a little incentive to look her up. If you choose to take her on as a mate I'll make sure she becomes immortal as well," I sent mentally which actually caused Malcolm to blush.
We said our goodbyes before I transported my lovers and children aboard my cruiser and set a nice slow pace for Krios Prime where we would be retiring to for now. I was dragged into my quarters by Nym. I found to my pleasant surprise T'Pol waiting there as well already naked with my mother.
Insert smut scene here
A glimpse into the far future…
Commander William Riker turned off the holodeck recording of the last mission of Enterprise involving Charles Tucker III. After claiming to be a god, and seemingly backing that claim up, Trip retired to Krios Prime where he ruled beside his Queen Kaitaama even to this day. His apparent immortality extends to his lovers, friends, and family. He even was even nice enough to sell the citizens of the federation life extension medicines that quadrupled the life span of the citizens taking them. This of course turned Krios Prime into one of the most thriving economies in the universe.
Trip made frequent Trips after his initial disappearance to visit Enterprise and would appear to save it if it was ever really threatened. An incident involving an attempted hijacking of the ship comes to mind in which Trip transported all of the attackers into space. It was a common tactic for dealing with invaders. After the famous names like the Archers, the Mayweathers, and the Reeds decided to retire from active service while still looking very young it is said they retired to Krios Prime.
Riker had what he needed for his speech. He decided to take Trip's example to heart and go find his lover Diana Troy to make mad love to her.
Stargate Universe…
"No Aristotle I do not consider it a mark on your capabilities that I've decided Nym should follow me around as my personal assistant. I just wouldn't exactly describe you as the wet dream that Nym is," I explained as the three of us materialized back in the Stargate reality.
"Thank you Harry," said Nym with a wink as she struck a sexy pose.
"No problem love," I answered with a grin.
"Harry I can be sexy," Aristotle claimed before morphing his nanite structure into a miniature version of Sam.
My blonde astrophysicist wife happened to walk up behind Aristotle at that moment.
"Aristotle I've got the real thing," I informed him as I pointed behind him.
Sam just stared at the replicat with a raised eyebrow until he changed back. The cat sulked for the rest of the day. I wasn't replacing him…it would just be nice to have one of my female wives around as a companion. Nym volunteered so I of course agreed.
We began our search for the lost city almost as soon as I got back to the SGC. We went to the planet that was last entered into the computer system in the gate coordinate update but only found the ruins where Daniel was found descended in canon. We left soon after meeting the locals without a second thought about the planet. Well there was a second part on Daniel's part because he ordered an archeological team sent to explore the ruins but the rest of us didn't think about it again. Anubis didn't get the Eye of Ra so didn't have a super weapon for us to destroy in an ambush.
Jonas never got captured on Anubis' ship so the half ascended Goauld never learned of Naquadria and never subsequently captured Kelowna.
June 20th 2003, P3Z442…
I was lying on my back with a naked Sam and Nym snuggled against my sides in our tent. My cruiser picked up the Asgard ship entering the system a few minutes ago. The orbiting Hatac couldn't pick up the newly upgraded Asgard sensor dispersion field unless the Asgard vessel really put out some power. I guess Loki had decided to collect his samples away from Earth. Even an Asgard vessel equipped with his form of cloaking wouldn't get anywhere close to Earth with the fleet patrolling the system.
"So what are you going to do about Loki," Nym asked me mentally.
"Knowing you you'll make it up once you're up there," said Sam as she twirled her finger in spirals on my bare chest.
"Most likely," I answered.
Both of my lovers could feel over the bond as I probed Loki's mind even from this distance. Loki plans on collecting my DNA to look for a solution to the Asgard genetic degradation problem given all of the things I've accomplished in the years I've worked for the SGC. He felt I could be the key to saving the Asgard race. He was right…just not in the way he imagined.
A few seconds later I disappeared in a flash of white light. When I reappeared I was on the bridge of an Asgard vessel. Loki put me asleep right away or thought he did.
"I should make two clones, one male and one female, for later real time analysis of his brain physiology. I can put them in stasis," I projected into Loki's mind.
The Asgard scientist muttered everything I projected and proceeded to carry out his task. In reality I was actually manipulating his equipment via the nanites that invaded his systems as soon as I came on board. His equipment would register as having cloned me twice when it never performed the procedure even once. A second Harry appeared before me, a temporal duplicate (a me from a point a day or so into my future).
I broke free from the antigravity restraining field Loki had me in. The Asgard didn't even notice until I released the control I had on his mind a little bit.
"How," he had just enough time to ask in shock before he was struck unconscious with a zat blast.
"You'll have to make him remember you appearing with clothes on since I don't know how you would hide a zat anywhere otherwise," suggested my duplicate.
"Good point," I agreed.
Next I reached my mind out into the multiverse to search for the person I had in mind. I found her in a reality not so dissimilar from the one J.K. Rowling originally wrote about when I arrived. In this reality I was born a girl. My parents named her Jessie. Just like in my universe her parents were killed by Riddle. Her life pretty much mirrored that of the original J.K. Harry except for the differences of being a girl.
When Jessie discovered Dumbledore plotting to slip her love potions so that she would marry Ron Weasley she had enough. The Weasley boy had made her first friend Hermione almost get killed from a Troll. Jessie and Hermione couldn't stand any of the wizards in the wizarding world because they all thought women shouldn't have an opinion.
Eventually Hermione and Jessie had run off together to train after Riddle's rebirth. They had obtained help from their trainer Nymphadora Tonks. During the course of their training they had all become lovers. Jessie and Hermione experienced the closest thing to a male they could while in hiding by Nym morphing a girl cock. They were even now still in hiding and training. I pulled her to my universe. The twenty-two year old witch appeared before me startled.
"Who are you? What do you want," Jessie asked as her wand snapped into her hand.
I could sense she had some wandless capabilities but nowhere near what she is capable of.
"That's difficult to explain…exactly what I am. Have you ever heard of any multiverse theories," I asked.
"Of course…Hermione has mentioned and explained several of them," she replied.
"Basically I am your counterpart in this reality. I'm Harry James Potter."
Jessie didn't know whether to believe him or not but she felt she could trust him. This strikingly handsome man felt right to her. Her green eyes glowed for a minute as she activated her mage sight.
"Ah…," she cried out as she closed her eyes.
"That wasn't a very good idea," I said gently as I cast a headache relief charm on her.
"What are you? There is no way I could be that powerful no matter what reality I'm from," said Jessie as she rubbed the spots out of her eyes.
The wand had snapped back into her holster when Jessie dropped it from the blinding light my aura put out.
"Basically I evolved into a sex god," I replied with a wry grin.
"How exactly did you do that," she asked with a bit of awe in her voice.
"Long story short I absorbed a hell goddess and then I used some technology to reach an entirely new level of existence. I've got an offer for you."
"Go on but first prove what you've told me is true," ordered Jessie.
I swore a magical oath that what I told her was true so far.
"That was smart. I would expect nothing less after Pettigrew. Basically what I'm proposing is you pretend to be my clone in this reality while also bonding yourself to me as my wife. Now this isn't a soul bond but a much deeper connection in the form of an essence bond. What you'll get out of it is a major boost in power, training, and shear knowledge of the multiverse. You'll also be immortal and nigh invulnerable," I offered.
She asked several questions about the nature of the essence bond before getting to what mattered most to her at the moment.
"What about Hermione and Nym," she asked.
"Well I'm actually bonded to several Hermiones and several Nyms myself. I very much love both women. You are basically a part of me in some form already. There exists a connection so that if you ascended like I am I could absorb you or I could allow you to live separately. I can use this connection combined with the essence bond to grant you the power to bond Hermione and Nym to you. They would also be bonded to me as well just like all of my other bonded wives," I explained.
Jessie looked at me for a long moment before replying, "I accept."
"Very good…just go along for now. I'm going to tell the others I stopped your cloning process before you matched my age to explain your younger age," I told her before walking over to the Asgard console and beginning my work.
I began by beaming the rest of the team aboard. I gave them a brief summary of what was going on before calling Thor.
"Loki what have you done now," asked the Asgard Commander when he appeared.
"I did what was necessary," replied the restrained scientist.
"I apologize for Loki…it would appear he cloned you twice. Oh dear…transgender cloning," muttered Thor when he saw Jessie.
"She wouldn't have survived long out of stasis anyway," Loki defended.
"I don't understand the problem," spoke up Daniel.
"Think about it Daniel…one minute you are you and the next you are waking up in the body of a female with the memories of a guy," I explained.
Daniel and every man there cringed harshly.
"The novelty would where off pretty quick after a couple good explorations of the body," muttered Jack.
"Yes well luckily I stopped her memory upload prematurely. She has all of my scientific memories and some of my younger year memories but thankfully it was before I really started to explore the female body," I lied.
"So I'll be a bit bisexual," Jessie spoke up with a shrug.
"I see she has your attitude," commented Sam.
"She will be called Jessie while my male duplicate can be called Harry. To avoid confusion whenever we are in the same room you can refer to me as Dr. Demire and him as Harry. I've also already corrected the errors Loki made in his cloning of me," I announced.
"Oh the higher ups are going to love this…two super intelligent Harrys," Jack commented.
"Thor…I've just taken the liberty of uploading a design into Loki's computer which my lovers and I have been toying with for some time now. It is finally at the right stage where we are confident it will help you. SG-1 some time ago encountered an android based life form named Harlan. Harlan was once biological but his people developed the android technology so they could survive when their world became toxic. The technology allows the user to have the same senses as a human would. The only problem we had was upgrading the neural networking and memory to accommodate an Asgard mind. We have now solved that problem. Your people will now be able to download your minds into the bodies and live comfortably like this for however long it takes for you to solve your genetic problems," I explained.
Thor and Loki were both speechless. Eventually Thor was the first to respond.
"Thank you Dr. Demire…my people are forever in your debt," said Thor emotionally.
A few minutes later we were getting ready to head back down to the planet below.
"Thor when your people are ready to explore the sexuality of their new forms send one of your females along and I'll be glad to teach her," I offered as I pulled Thor aside.
"I will remember that," Thor agreed before we left.
"Alright people lets get some shut eye before we head back to the gate tomorrow. We can sort this out in the morning," Jack ordered while giving me a wink and a knowing grin.
My temporal duplicate disappeared almost as soon as the others were out of sight.
Insert smut scene here
"You owe me twenty earth dollars Daniel Jackson," informed Teal'c the next morning as we walked back to the Stargate.
"That isn't proof that he did them both," argued Daniel as both Sam and Jessie were walking funny (Nym was invisibly walking funny as well).
"Oh pay up Daniel it was a sucker bet and you know it. Besides couldn't you smell the sex in the air this morning? Their tent absolutely wreaked of it," pointed out Jack.
Daniel grumbled as he handed Teal'c the twenty.
"Daniel don't be so cheap…you're a multi millionaire with so many multis in there thanks to Harry you could pay that sucker bet every day for the rest of eternity with the interest and never make a dent in your principal savings," commented Jack thinking that Daniel might just get the chance to do that since Harry made all of them immortal.
Hammond just shook his hand and unknowingly mimicked Jack's earlier comment about the brass loving having two of me around. Jessie was immediately cleared to come home and live with me along with my duplicate. Of course he disappeared off to do his own thing as soon as we left the base. There were so many temporal duplicates of me running around answering to the beck and call of my wives I couldn't keep track of them all. I don't mind doing as my wives ask of me because it helps me keep grounded so I don't end up playing games with mortals like the tales of the old gods describe.
Creating the identity of my male clone worked out great because I can use it next year when Atlantis is discovered. He can be officially assigned to the Atlantis expedition which will allow me to participate in both galaxies at the same time, well the same time relative to earth's point of view and different points in my life from my point of view.
June 27th 2003, SGC…
Earlier in the day the team came back from our mission after being extracted via our escort ship when we came under fire. Teal'c never took a staff blast to the symbiote pouch like he would have if I never came to this reality. We were extracted long before that event would have occurred.
"Dr. Demire, Major Carter, Bratac and Ryac are overdue for their scheduled check in," Teal'c informed me as he walked into Sam and I's shared lab.
Bratac took Ryac offworld to recruit for the Jaffa rebellion. Bratac adamantly refused having an escort ship follow them cloaked and even went so far as making Teal'c promise on his honor that an escort wouldn't follow. Teal'c reluctantly made the promise but found a way to ensure his son would be watched over to some extent. Teal'c asked me to tag Ryac's boot with a subspace tracking device.
"Well let's just find out where they are at then," Sam said as she brought up the tracking program on her computer.
"That's definitely not where they are supposed to be," I commented.
"I shall contact Rak'nor to find out more information on this planet. He knows that section of the galaxy better than I," Teal'c informed us before leaving.
Sam and I got suited up and informed the others of the situation so they could do the same. Rak'nor informed us the planet in question was a construction yard where captured Jaffa are forced to mine materials in eventually lethal conditions for the ships being built. The stargate is protected by a force field. Luckily for us we don't need to go through the gate. We soon were in orbit onboard several cloaked Hatac.
"I'm detecting numerous Jaffa and one ship in an antigravity dock," announced Sam.
"We have Ryac and Bratac. Let's liberate the other prisoner Jaffa," I said as I transported any Jaffa without a staff weapon or Jaffa armor up into an empty cargo hold.
"Let me push the button please," requested Jack like an eager kid.
I targeted the labor camp and stepped aside. Jack stepped forward and fired the plasma weapons.
"The special ops team reports they have taken the ship under construction," reported Sam.
We lowered two of our Hatac ships into the atmosphere until we were on either side of the antigravity dock. Extending our shields to encompass the dock we jumped into hyperspace and towed the incomplete ship back to the sol system with us. We dropped it off in one of our orbiting ship yards around mars. All of the ship yards are naturally cloaked. They shouldn't have any trouble completely the new vessel.
"Next time old man you are taking an escort," Teal'c informed Bratac.
The older Jaffa just smiled at Teal'c.
July 11th 2003, P3X-289…
We stepped onto the planet with a highly corrosive atmosphere. The team made its way towards the energy dome housing the only life supporting environment. We were all using our personal shields to walk comfortably in our self contained atmospheres. The shield filtered the toxins out easily enough. Jack was highly hesitant about relying only on the shields when there was certain danger should they fail. I put his mind at ease by designing a suit which was skin tight and would block the toxins from harming us. The neckline of the suit was surrounded by a shield emitter which put out an energy shield very close to a bubble head charm in function. It would snap on instantly if the outer shield fell.
"I'm picking up a static charge," Sam announced as we approached the dome.
"So what do we do…just walk through," asked Jack.
I answered by stepping through the shield. The others soon followed.
"Very nice," I said as I analyzed my scanner readings.
"Yes, a holographic overlay on the shield," agreed Sam as the environment looked like a beautiful oasis.
"The MALP appears fully operational," Teal'c informed us after he checked over the anti grav probe we lost a few moments after it passed through the barrier.
"The barrier and the atmosphere combined must block the signal," explained Sam.
The first person we encountered was a small boy.
"Hello," Sam greeted with a smile.
"We're not going to hurt you," Daniel added.
"You came from outside," answered the boy.
"Yes we did. What's your name," asked Jack.
"I'm called Nevin."
"Hello Nevin…I'm Jack," replied Jack before he introduced the rest of us.
"Nevin where are your parents," asked Sam.
"My father is in the town."
"Can you show us," Sam asked.
Nevin agreed to lead us into the town so we followed him. Nevin introduced us to his father when we reached the town square.
"I'm Kendrick, Nevin's father."
"I assume you don't get many visitors in these parts," commented Jack as we had gathered a curious crowd.
"We thought we were the only survivors," replied Kendrick.
"Survivors of what exactly," asked Daniel.
"You'd better speak to the council," informed Kendrick.
A few minutes later…
"You say you came from outside the dome," asked one of the council members.
"Yes," I confirmed.
"But the atmosphere is toxic," another commented.
"We're not originally from here. We wore protective energy shields much like your dome and we are originally from a planet called Earth located about 6,000 light years from here," I explained.
"You came in a spaceship," asked another.
"No we came through the stargate. That big metallic ring with symbols carved on it. It generates an artificial wormhole that allows it to connect with others like it," Sam explained.
"There must be some sort of historical reference," asked Daniel.
"One moment please," interrupted one of the councilmen.
"Interesting…a neural link," I whispered to the team.
"What's that," asked Jack.
"It allows the user to interface their mind directly with their computer archive," Sam answered.
"It's efficient but has great power for abuse," I added.
"The gate of Mogmar, discovered 563 years ago," one councilman started off before the others cited off facts about the stargate.
We were offered accommodations for the night and gladly accepted. Jack and Teal'c stayed with Nevin and Kendrick while Sam, Daniel, and I stayed with a man named Pallan and his wife Evalla. During the course of our meal Evalla offered to let me use the link to peruse some of their historical books on file. There were thousands of them. I gladly accepted.
As soon as the link was placed on my skin I felt the limited AI within try to copy all of the information in my mind. My nanites have an AI of their own. The nanite AI is slave to my will but is much more powerful than the link AI seeing as the Alterans who designed it had over fifty million years to perfect the technology. My AI began reprogramming the link to never harm the people within the dome.
In the canon show the geothermal power supply was cooling and therefore providing less and less energy to maintain the dome. In response the link was sending villagers outside the dome to die and modifying the survivor's memories through the neural interface to not remember their loved ones. The link was also shrinking the dome. Nobody ever realized there was a problem. Now the link wouldn't harm anyone and it would notify the citizens if there was a problem.
I also downloaded a copy of their entire database into Aristotle's memory banks. I gave the link back to Evalla with a smile and a thank you. They would never need to know that there had ever been a problem. While warning them would let them know the danger of trusting such technology implicitly I've fixed the danger and they would just experience heartache at knowing they lost loved ones but can't remember them. That night while in the guest room I phased myself through the floor and down through the surface of the planet.
I went deeper and deeper until I reached the cooling geothermal power taps. With my powers I reheated the entire area so that geothermal power would be supplied without intervention for another several decades. I summoned a device which would ensure stable power is provided for the next several millennia out of my trunk and placed it in the surrounding magma before rejoining Nym and Sam in bed.
The rest of our stay inside the dome was rather uneventful and pleasant. Pallan provided Earth with a copy of their database. In exchange we provided their people with the plans to build your basic Goauld Hatac, not the upgraded version we currently posses in the fleet. It was more than a fair trade.
July 18th 2003…
"Sir it's possible the beacon we detected upon arrival was activated remotely upon impact. If there's anyone left in those forward sections I doubt they could have survived impact," Sam announced as we walked down a stairway into the crashed alien ship.
"I recommend guys that we turn our shields on full. We're in an alien vessel…we don't know what kind of security systems the ship has," I spoke up.
"There should be an indication somewhere about how long ago they crashed," said Daniel as he followed our example and activated his shield.
"Sir these people are alive. At least they are in some form of cryogenic sleep. Any civilization without faster than light technology would have to resort to something like this in order to cross the vast distances between stars, otherwise it would take an entire generation or more. I mean given the effects of relativity," Sam explained.
"We've got a ship full of frozen people," Jack cut her off.
"Yes Jack," I confirmed.
"Their current states probably protected them from the impact," Teal'c added.
"How many of them do you think there are," asked Daniel as we saw an entire row pods down an adjoining hallway.
"From the configuration of the ship's exterior I would say four compartments of varying size," Teal'c stated.
"There are over one thousand beings spread throughout those compartments," I announced.
"How can you tell," asked Jack.
"My hand scanner can pick up the electrical energy each of their bodies puts out," I answered.
"Cool," Jack replied with a big grin on his face.
"I'm going to send out a remote probe to access their main computer and find out what happened," I announced as a small antigravity propelled sphere appeared in front of us via a transporter beam.
The remote control appeared in my hand. Sending the probe forward I soon detected a very different electrical field coming off of an obviously awake being. The remote projected a hologram of what the probe was seeing. As soon as it came upon the being, a man who appeared in his late thirties or early forties, the probe began feeding me data on what he was typing into the ship's computer system.
A blue web of energy streaked from the probe and connected with the man, dropping him to the deck unconscious.
"Did you put a zat gun in that thing," Jack asked in awe.
"Yep…that was Sam's idea," I said proudly.
"Carter you rock," Jack praised which caused Sam to blush from our double praise.
"Why did you stun him," asked Daniel.
"The probe was feeding me back data on what he was trying to get the ship's systems to do. The stasis pods store the traveler's consciousness separate from their body during transport. Several of the bodies have died and the energy is rapidly depleting. He was trying to override several fail safes to shoot multiple consciousnesses into our minds. Basically he wanted to use us as storage," I explained.
"Is there anything we can do to help them," asked Daniel even after what he just heard.
"Actually there is plenty. First of all I can hook up a couple of our pocket fusion reactors to sustain the stasis pods so we can start reviving the passengers. Secondly I can transfer the minds of the pods with dead bodies into android duplicates; I've already got their images from the ship's logs. In time we can probably clone them new bodies…if they want. They might just want to stay in immortal android bodies; who knows. I've got the coordinates of the planet they were trying to reach and we can take them there easily by ship," I answered.
"Wow…you can do a lot to help them then," Daniel replied.
"Indeed," agreed Teal'c.
It took some doing but we managed to do all I proposed over the next several days. Sam and I even managed to separate the consciousnesses of the man who had downloaded over thirteen more consciousnesses into his own body. They were very grateful. All they had to offer us in thanks was a copy of their technological database but it was appreciated none the less. Their computer and stasis technology was quite advanced. It had to be to store their minds and bodies separately.
We also got some very detailed astronomical observations of a dark star, a star that has depleted its fuel. A dark star passing too close to their sun causing it to flare and encompass their planet was what forced them to flee their world. We set the Argians (their name) up with a stargate so we could help them in their development. If they show real promise we'll probably teach them how to build an older model Goauld class ship so that they might support us in defense of the galaxy from hostile alien species.
July 25th 2003, P3X-403…
SG-1 was called to 403 after a surveyor for the mining operations managed to fend off an Unas attack. It was a close call when the creature came out of the woods at the surveyor but thankfully he was able to activate the release on his force hand device. A blast wave from the hand device sent the Unas flying and allowed our man to get back to base.
"SG-1 I hear you brought some goodies for us," said Colonel Edwards, the man in charge of the naquadah mining operations.
"Oh yes we did," Jack answered as he tapped one of the crates on the antigravity propelled sled beside him.
"What have you got," asked Major Lorne.
"I brought you several hundred of my remote probes. They'll form a perimeter capable of sensing the Unas and be able to disable any intruder. The energy discharge will be big enough to handle the Unas physiology. Once they are unconscious the transporter system in this much larger probe will beam them several hundred miles away via an orbiting satellite. We're hoping they'll eventually learn that attacking will do them no good," I explained.
"We also brought a one way shield system which will encompass the camp as a secondary defense. It will allow you to fire out but they won't be able to hit you, much like your personal shields," Sam added.
"Does it allow low velocity objects through," asked Lorne.
"No…it has the new Tollan upgrades," I reassured.
We placed the equipment and waited to see what would happen. That night the Unas tested the defenses. As soon as one of the perimeter probes picked up an Unas on its sensors the central transporter sphere rose into the air above the camp. Soon there were flashes of blue light as Unas began to go down. After several minutes the grid went into stand down as there were no attacking Unas left. All of the probes and the central transport rely on a heavy water pocket fusion reactor so the power source is cheap and clean. The whole point of the mining operation was to gather resources. Using more expensive methods of defense would defeat the operations purpose.
We said our goodbyes to the mining team the next morning. Just as I was about to go through the gate back to Earth I overheard a whispered conversation between Lorne and Edwards that brought a smirk to my lips.
"I told you SG-1 would solve it in a day and you bet a week, pay up Colonel," said Lorne.
"Fine," grumbled Edwards as he handed the winnings over.
"Never bet against SG-1, you'll lose every time," Lorne said with a grin just before I stepped through the gate.
August 1st 2003, SGC Briefing Room…
"Sorry we haven't changed sir...the message said it was urgent," Sam told the General as we jogged up the stairs in our motorcycle clothes.
Sam and I were out enjoying a nice ride on one of the motorcycles we owned. Of course it was supped up a bit. This motorcycle could break the sound barrier and was equipped with a powerful inertial dampener in case of a crash; otherwise the inertial dampener remained on a weak setting to allow the rider to enjoy the acceleration. It also included technology to keep the rider on the bike. An graviton based propulsion system actually allowed the bike to be propelled by pushing against spacetime itself. Sam always loves riding behind me and I certainly don't mind riding behind her.
"Hello again Major Carter, Dr. Demire," greeted Warrick, the Serrakin captain of the Cerberus we rescued last year.
"Warrick, it's surprising to see you again," I greeted.
"It is good to see you too," Warrick replied with a grin.
"What brings you here," asked Sam as we all took seats at the briefing table.
"The Loop of Con Garat is a yearly race sponsored by the largest corporation on my planet, Tech Con Group. The reward for winning is an extremely lucrative contract," Warrick explained.
"An appropriate method to find the best pilot for the job," I agreed.
"There are few rules; the winner's ship must arrive first and intact," Warrick continued.
"Warrick do all of the ships in this race use ion based propulsion systems," I asked.
"Of course…as you know we are not advanced enough for any other kind," Warrick answered.
Sam and I exchanged a large grin at his answer.
"Warrick if the General allows it Sam and I can make sure you win that race…of course we'll have to come along to monitor the upgrades. They are going to need to be carefully watched since we are integrating them with foreign systems," I explained.
"I feel compelled to warn you that the Loop is very dangerous," Warrick replied.
"You have a go if you feel you can do this with minimal risk," said Hammond.
"We're good to go Warrick. Give us just a few hours and we'll be at your planet with what we need," Sam informed the captain before we left the room brainstorming upgrades.
Sam and I were pretty excited, Sam more so than me. Sam is a major adrenaline junky when it comes to things like races. I was more excited about the skin tight flight suit she and I picked out.
Hibridian…
"May I introduce you all to Eamon…he is responsible for making the Cerberus what it is today," Warrick introduced his younger brother.
"Ah yes I see the family resemblance. It's uncanny boys," Jack replied.
"You just had to do it didn't you? There was no stopping you," Eamon asked.
"Eamon," reprimanded Warrick.
"Do you really think the Cerberus is incapable of winning the race without their help," asked Eamon.
"They saved me from certain death and are responsible for my getting back home to Hibridian. I suggest you show some respect."
"My apologies…I am honored to meet my brother's saviors. You must be Major Carter and Dr. Demire the ones without whom we could not win the loop."
"Well I feel all warm and fuzzy," Jack joked after Eamon's tantrum.
"Major, Doctor if you are to be my copilots you'll need to know the ship," Warrick informed us as he handed Sam a large book.
"What is this," asked Sam.
"A complete operations manual…I had it translated for you," informed Warrick.
"That's not our language," said Jack as he looked over our shoulders.
"It's ours Jack," I replied before running my scanner over the book.
Every atom in the book was scanned and sorted until the words were scanned into the computer. Sliding back a newly installed access port on our scanner I pressed it to my forehead for a moment before holding it to Sam's forehead for a moment.
"An interesting ship design," I commented.
"We should be able to install the gravitic propulsion drive without too many difficulties," Sam added.
"Did you just read that entire manual in a few moments," asked a shocked Eamon.
"Of course…digitizing the book and then feeding it over our neural link was rather simple," I replied with a grin.
Of course he didn't need to know the neural link was new to Earth's tech base. The neural link is being used quite often. It's perfectly safe as long as there are no AIs in the system.
"Warrick the long range scanning control unit didn't come in today. When I called they said our credit rating…," Eamon began before Warrick cut him off.
"I will go myself and pick one up after I get back from escorting Colonel O'Neill, Dr. Jackson, and Teal'c to the Hibridian capital building," said Warrick.
Warrick had arranged a diplomatic tour for the rest of the team during the race.
"That will be unnecessary Warrick. After reading your technical manual Sam and I can use our technology aboard our ship to whip you up a better control unit," I offered.
"Fantastic," Warrick agreed with a smile before turning to escort the others off.
"Captain Warrick, Dr. Demire has requested I remain so that I can assist him," Teal'c spoke up.
"Yes of course I did," I played along.
"I am in your debt Dr. Demire," Teal'c informed me after the others left.
"Indeed," Sam agreed with a grin.
While he was gone Sam and I efficiently installed the gravitic propulsion system with Teal'c observing. It was an older Goauld based design because we don't give out our best tech to other cultures if we can help it. Still a gravitic drive will accelerate faster than an ion based system any day.
After we reviewed the race data sent by Tech Con Group we decided to celebrate onboard our fleet ship, one of the newer X303's. Our ship is named the Pascal.
"I left something down in the hangar…I'll be right back," I announced to the celebrating SG-1, Warrick, and Eamon.
I transported down into the Cerberus and walked to the hatch leading out into the hangar.
"Hello…fancy meeting you here," I greeted the man busy sabotaging the ship.
He made to stammer an excuse for his presence but before he could I was on him. Picking him up by the neck I flicked my wrist and snapped his neck. After dropping the scum to the floor I vanished his body. I repaired the sabotage and headed back to the Pascal. I didn't feel an ounce of remorse for ending the saboteur's life. His "modifications" would have meant the death of Sam, Warrick, and I if we were normal.
"Prepare for race start. All pilots check in now," a voice ordered as Sam, Warrick, and I waited at the starting line a few hours later.
"Flight control this is the Cerberus, preparing for race start," Warrick checked in.
"What do you want Jarlath," Warrick asked a particularly nasty ex-convict race contestant as his face appeared on the vid communicator screen.
"Just to tell you to drop out now to save that worthless junk barge you call a ship from being destroyed," Jarlath replied while laughing.
"Eat greeven Jarlath," Warrick replied before cutting off the transmission.
"Greeven," asked Sam.
"Don't ask," Warrick replied just before the count down began.
When the countdown ended we took off faster than any other ship could thanks to the gravitic drive. We soon reached the first stage of the course, a test of the ship's defenses.
"Those drones are firing at us," Sam said in surprise.
"Yes…bring aft shields to full," Warrick ordered.
"Shields are holding," Warrick announced as we diverted power from the second naquadah generator we installed.
We didn't use naquadria generators on foreign ships because they are one of our most closely guarded secrets. One of the ships soon dropped out when the drones fried its engines.
"Is he going to be ok," asked Sam in concern.
"The drones cease fire when a ship becomes disabled," Warrick answered as we pulled out of the first section of the race.
"Stage two…we are entering the corona sphere of our sun. It causes intermittent disturbances with the communication and navigation equipment. Eamon has designed shielding specifically for this phase," Warrick announced as the ship rocked a bit.
"Initiating corona spheric shielding," Warrick announced a few minutes later.
"Communications systems are inoperative," Sam announced.
"Our personal communicators will still work," I spoke up.
"Your technology is amazing," Warrick said with a bit of awe.
"One of the many advantages of exploration," Sam said with a grin.
We were soon past the star and into the speed portion of the race. The other ships started failing until there were only three of us left. It appears that another pilot discovered their sabotage. Judging from Muirios', the pilot giving us the most competition, ability to keep up with us he wasn't packing anything commercially available on Hibridian. When we reached the portion of the race that was supposed to test piloting skills by dodging giant ice chunks floating in space I decided it was time to win the race.
"Sam activate the phase field please," I asked my lover with a grin.
She returned the grin and activated the phase field generator on loan to the Cerberus for the race.
"Amazing," Warrick gasped as we began to fly right through the ice chunks and pick up speed.
It was only a minute later we crossed the finish line in first place. Later that day during our celebrations Eamon's boss was arrested when evidence of his attempt at rigging the race was mysteriously discovered on the head of Tech Con's computer. I might just have had a little bit to do with providing that evidence. While hacking their computer systems I also might have copied Tech Con's entire technology database.
The Hibridians aren't super advanced but they do have some good technology. They were able to drive the Goauld away millennia ago because it was actually one rather weak Goauld and they came with superior numbers. They also have some rather nasty weapons systems when used in superior numbers. All in all it was an enjoyable time offworld. Sam couldn't get the grin from winning off her face for a day or so and I couldn't get the grin off my face from working off her excitement in the bedroom, that skintight suit was definitely a good idea.
Felger never got the opportunity to make his Avenger 2.0 gate virus. I caught him trying to use a long range sensor array to measure Sam's dimensions so he could make an android copy of her with a personality tailored to serve his whims. Only Sam stopping me allowed him to stay a man, or the close approximation of one that he is. Sam had him transferred to work at area 51. Even she couldn't find any humor in having someone attempt to create what amounted to a robotic blowup doll of her.
August 15th 2003…
"Alright hold it right there," called Jack to the Jaffa contact we were meeting in the woods.
"Hi," greeted Daniel as he approached with his weapon pointed at point blank range straight between the Jaffa's eyes.
"I am Rankal of Goauld Moloc," replied the Jaffa.
"Shal Kek Nem Ron," Rankal greeted Teal'c as the former first prime stepped forward.
"I too will die free brother," Teal'c responded as they grasped forearms.
"Teal'c of the Tauri…your legend precedes you. Thank you for meeting me."
"We have been told that there are a great many here who believe in the dream of freedom for all Jaffa," Teal'c replied.
Just then a staff blast came out of the woods heading for Rankal's back. I stepped in front of the plasma round with my shield on full. The energy dissipated against my shield and I returned fire. A new guidance system on my weapon made my shot count. Every SGC offworld team member now carries a small version of my bioelectric field tracking unit. The unit coordinates with an eye piece mounted on the team member's weapon. A dot on the eye piece moves around until it is dead center on the target. The program is smart enough to coordinate with other team members to give them each a target.
As more shots came pouring in they were soon joined by heavy plasma fire from another direction. Soon our attackers were all dead.
"Your status has been compromised Rankal. I will have you transported to one of the Rebel Jaffa," Teal'c informed before calling for a transport to the orbiting escort ship.
"More rebel Jaffa," Jack asked Teal'c as Rankal disappeared in a flash of white light.
"There is only one way to be certain…Shal Kek Nem Ron," called out Teal'c.
Two attractive Jaffa women stepped out of the smoke with their staff weapons in an upright position.
"Warriors of the Tauri we mean you no harm," the beautiful chocolate colored Jaffa in the lead informed us as more women appeared.
"Please, come with us," she asked.
"She kek tok ri," she said to the second female to appear when a death glider flew overhead.
"Let's go…we can trust them," I announced as I made to follow them.
"Good enough for me," said Jack as he lowered his weapon.
We watched as the second female retrieved a symbiote from one of the dead Jaffa.
"What's she doing," asked Daniel.
"Kel ma lek," the Jaffa with the extra symbiote said.
"Kree shak nel," the black beauty replied.
"They are outsiders," said the second in English.
"They are SG-1 of the Tauri," scolded the one in charge.
We followed them through the gate to find several more warriors waiting, some on horseback.
"Welcome to Haktyl," said the black beauty in charge.
"Independence," asked Daniel.
"Liberation," corrected Teal'c.
"Our dwellings are this way please," gestured the leader.
We followed them as we were assured our escort had arrived in orbit after tracking our new location through our subspace locators.
"Why have we brought them here," asked the second.
"Because that was our mission," answered her superior.
"Why was I not told?"
"Because we knew you would disagree. Go ahead tell Ishta of our success."
The second quickly mounted a horse behind one of the other females before they rode off.
"So Teal'c who are they," asked Jack as we walked.
"My knowledge of the Goauld Moloc is limited however I am unaware of any Goauld that would permit his women Jaffa to be warriors," answered Teal'c.
"They seem to be well trained," commented Daniel.
"All females receive training. They are expected to defend their home world with their lives when their men are called to battle," explained Teal'c.
"I can't help but think of the Ancient Greek Amazon mythos," said Daniel.
"Yes, me too," agreed Jack sarcastically.
"They were female warriors who occasionally captured men from other tribes in order to mate with them. They would sometimes remove their right breast so they could more easily fire a bow and arrow," explained Daniel.
"You don't suppose that's why they want us, do you," asked Jack.
"To mate with…no…well maybe Harry," answered Daniel.
"Yes…I bet Harry will have mated with several of them by the time they leave. How much you want to bet he mates with that Jaffa leading the group up there by the end of the mission," asked Jack.
"I don't take sucker bets anymore," answered Daniel.
Sam and I shared knowing smiles as we walked on. Mala, the leader of the group, was already stealing glances back at me whenever she could. My aura was working on her very well as I could sense her arousal.
"You must forgive them. For many of the young this is the first time they've seen men," Mala explained as we arrived in their small village.
"This is Ishta, our leader," Mala introduced as T'Pol's counterpart in this reality walked out of a tent.
I found it interesting that of the two realities I've encountered her in she is never a human.
"Howdy ma'am…it's nice to meet you. I've heard so…actually I've heard nothing about you," Jack quipped as Ishta walked up to stare at Teal'c.
"Teal'c of Chulak, former first prime of Apophis, sholva who has become a legend," greeted Ishta.
"It's a bit thick don't you think," quipped Jack.
"I am no legend. I fight as any true hearted Jaffa for the freedom we deserve. This is Daniel Jackson, Major Carter, Colonel O'Neill, and Dr. Demire," introduced Teal'c.
Ishta's gaze lingered much longer on me than any of the others as my aura worked on her.
"I have asked you here so that I may propose an alliance," Ishta informed us.
"That's a fine idea. We should sit and talk," agreed Jack.
"No alliance can be formed between the Tauri and those who would steal symbiotes from their brethren leaving them to die," Teal'c spoke up vehemently.
"Teal'c how can you claim to hate the Goauld and all they stand for yet spout a Goauld teaching they placed in the minds of the Jaffa so that only the Goauld could grant the power of a symbiote. It is obvious that Moloc has decreed some unspeakable atrocity against these women to force them to live like this. I wonder if you would be so hasty to judge if it was your wife who was in such a situation. Those Jaffa were already dead and they were enemies," I defended.
The Jaffa women were surprised I spoke in their defense. Teal'c looked thoughtful for a moment before speaking.
"I apologize…it is difficult to overcome the heavy teaching regimen I was put through in order to become first prime," Teal'c spoke with a bow of his head.
"No apology is needed Teal'c. It makes it even more impressive that you were capable of denouncing your god and fighting against him," Ishta said with a bow of her head in return.
I felt Ishta's curious gaze on me after that along with most of the other female Jaffa present.
"We have much to discuss. This is Senac. This morning she laid on her death bed. She reached the age of Prata three days ago," Ishta explained as a young girl walked up to her side.
"Puberty," Daniel translated at Jack's curious look.
"Without the symbiote we procured this morning she would be dead now. This is Nesa, younger sister to Neith," Ishta introduced as the sister of the Jaffa most opposed to our coming here walked to Ishta's side.
"She is next to reach the age. Without a symbiote she will die, as will all our children."
A few minutes later Sam, Ishta, Mala, and Neith were sitting in a tent discussing the situation. The Jaffa women were still somewhat distrustful of men, although my aura working over the entire camp would soon begin to change that. I listened into the conversation over the bond.
"Thirty years ago Moloc decreed that only male children would be allowed to live, only they could strengthen his armies and lead him to victory in his war with the gods," explained Ishta.
"Aside from the obvious immorality that doesn't make sense. How do you sustain a population of any gender without women? It could only last for a hundred years or so with the Jaffa life span before you started having too low of a population," said Sam.
"I do not think he planned to have this go on for longer than that. Any female child is to be sacrificed in the ceremony of fire immediately after they are born."
"They're burned to death," Sam asked in outrage.
"Yes," confirmed Ishta.
"So how did you start bringing them here?"
"As a temple high priestess part of my duty is to keep record of births and to preside over the ceremony of fire itself. I could not sit back and watch my sisters be murdered and do nothing. As high priestess along with my seconds, Mala and Neith, are allowed relatively free access to the Chappai of the worlds under Moloc's rule."
"No one outside of this camp knows you are doing this."
"No…our duties require us to attend to many missionary matters on various planets. Over the moons we have succeeded in saving many from their birthright of death."
"So you want our help to overthrow Moloc," clarified Sam.
"We may have underestimated you. I've suspected for some time that it might be the Tauri behind the disappearance of several powerful Goauld. After your rather impressive defeat of Ra and Teal'c's defiance of Apophis you disappeared from confirmed reports of victory and only are heard of in rumor and speculation," Ishta replied.
"We want it that way. Being a known threat to the Goauld is not a healthy place to be. We find that fighting behind the scenes and in the shadows is the best way. The Goauld use power and intimidation to rule and they are always challenged for dominance because of this. If nobody knows who to challenge then we are a lot less likely to be attacked as a move for power," Sam explained.
"Forgive us but our immediate goals are somewhat less ambitious," said Ishta.
"It is an ongoing struggle to procure the symbiotes needed for our young to survive. We have lost many of our warriors in these raids. It has been said your weapons are formidable," Neith explained.
"We also require sustenance, food and supplies amongst our growing population are scarce," Mala added.
"We are proud warriors. We offer you our services and our knowledge in return. We have an extensive intelligence network in the Jaffa under Moloc," Ishta finished her proposal.
"I have an offer I think you will like very much," Sam said.
"Please explain," Ishta asked.
Sam waved her hand at Neith and cast a powerful calming charm. A serene smile graced Neith's features.
"What did you just do," asked Ishta in surprise.
"I've made her so she'll stay calm. She is filled with much hate for mankind," Sam answered.
"It is not surprising that she is. She has lost many sisters to the ceremony of fire," Mala explained while showing shock at Sam's display of power.
"Now this proposal is not to be mentioned to anyone but my husband. We can take you to a world free of fighting, disease, and even death. The ravages of time will not be able to touch you. You could bring your sisters there and they would live in peace, having their needs met adequately. You would no longer have to depend on the evil that are the Goauld. Already most of the rebel Jaffa have replaced their symbiotes with those spawned by the Tokra Queen Egeria. She is also a wife of my husband," Sam explained.
"And what would you ask of us in return," asked Ishta with great surprise at the new information.
"All we ask is for you and Mala to become one of my husband's wives, to bond with him for all eternity. Be aware that when I say for all eternity I mean forever. My husband and all of his wives are immortal. You would be too," explained Sam.
"What is it like," asked Mala curiously.
"I can show you," Sam answered as she rose and stepped closer to the two women.
She placed a hand against each of their foreheads and projected just a small amount of the memories she has experienced as my wife. Both women shuddered in orgasm as they opened their eyes.
"We accept," both answered in unison.
"Excellent…now I suggest we replace your symbiotes with newly spawned Tokra before we begin the bonding. The evilness those Goauld young radiate is not very pleasant to those who can sense it," said Sam.
Sam beamed down two new symbiotes from storage aboard our cloaked cruiser and aided the two Jaffa in switching them out. Both women killed the Goauld symbiotes with great pleasure.
"Now let's go wait for Harry to join us in your tent Ishta," Sam instructed after she transfigured the two women's clothes into a white gown for Ishta and a dark blue gown for Mala with nothing on underneath.
Sam wrapped an arm around both of their midsections and apparated them to Ishta's tent.
Outside of the tent…
"If you gentlemen will excuse me I have a successful negotiation to celebrate," I announced as I headed for Ishta's tent.
"All four of them," Jack asked in surprise as he included Sam in the count.
"No just the three. Neith will be out in a few minutes," I said as I disappeared into Ishta's tent.
"Just three he says," I heard Daniel mutter.
Insert smut scene here
Atluria…
"I'm sorry guys…that is so not how I wanted you to find out," I said sheepishly to Teal'c and Daniel.
"So you are an immortal sex god," Daniel clarified.
"Yep…a lot to take in isn't it," I confirmed.
"Indeed," Teal'c answered.
"So we're ok," I asked.
"Sure…what's not to be ok with? We along with our spouses and lovers get a fantastic vacation/retirement spot and are now immortal," Daniel summed the situation up.
"Indeed," agreed Teal'c.
"I think that means the big guy is in shock," commented Jack.
When Teal'c didn't respond Jack, Daniel, and I looked at each other before grinning and shouting, "Indeed."
That seemed to snap Teal'c out of his shock enough for a tour to take place.
The Haktyl women were moved to a moon orbiting Atluria. I made the moon into a paradise suited to meet the needs of the Jaffa women. Their first official act upon arrival was to shed the old ways by having a symbiote stomping party. My wife Egeria provided them with new Tokra symbiotes to keep them healthy and happy. It seemed their moods improved without having to carry the evil Goauld symbiotes within them.
After my incident with the new semen explosion power the Jaffa women collectively begged Ishta and Mala for more. To accommodate them Ishta and Mala used their new powers from their upgrades to enchant the dining pavilion beverage container. My semen could now self replicate. A few drops would be milked fresh from the source during my many daily visits with Ishta and Mala (like all my lovers via time travel) and transported into the beverage container. It would then expand to fill the container full all day. They called the beverage Essence of Harry. This kept the women happy and I found it very erotic to think the women were consuming my semen at all meals. This granted the women immortality as long as they had a large glass every few days (they were downing multiple glasses a day) and it also kept them constantly shuddering through orgasms during every meal.
To further ensure the happiness of their sisters Mala and Ishta used their new Alteran knowledge to create a replicator duplicate of me and enchanted it to transmit all the pleasure it feels back to me. It was a fantastic gift from my newest essence bonded wives. The duplicate visited all of the of age Haktyl to meet their sexual needs. It was also a right of passage when the younger ones reached womanhood. Even the formerly man hating Neith partook of my avatar. It turns out all she needed was a good fucking…a really good fucking to stop being such a man eating bitch.
Something very important was discovered when I realized I was lacking in knowledge pertaining to a certain area of my newest wives' lives.
"Ishta, Mala how exactly do Jaffa women have children? I mean isn't the snake in the way," I asked as I lay naked between my two equally naked lovers.
"Well it does which is why that type of pregnancy is forbidden by the gods in most cases. It requires a great deal of effort on the symbiote's part to keep both the child and the host healthy while they are all so compressed together inside of the mother. That's why Moloc ordered Mala's child burned before her," explained Ishta as I hugged an obviously upset Mala to me.
"Well how is it normally done then," I asked.
"The gods choose specific females, the best females, at a young age to bear children. They usually will bear a lot of children. They are given a liquid called nectar of the gods to prolong the time required until they need a symbiote. They have the children young before ever taking their first symbiote," explained Mala bitterly at not having been allowed to bear children as a temple maiden.
"That is why Teal'c only having one son is so rare. It was considered a great honor that Apophis allowed his wife to bear him a child," Ishta added.
"So this nectar of the gods…have any of the women among the Haktyl taken it before," I asked calmly outside while excitement was bursting strongly within me.
"Several," Ishta explained before telling me the names.
Over the next several days Ayiana and I studied how the nectar worked from the remnants left in the women who have taken it. As it turns out the Goauld engineered an activator gene into the Jaffa when they were first created from normal humans to reactivate the normally suppressed immune system of a Jaffa after puberty which was triggered by the Nectar of the Gods. This nectar was a lot easier to synthesize than Tritonin and wasn't addicting. It basically would allow the Jaffa to have their normal immune system. It wasn't an ideal solution but it would go a long way in freeing the Jaffa from Goauld dependence. The Haktyl women chose to stick with Tokra symbiotes for the moment.
Moloc's imperial palace…
"Hello Moloc," I greeted when I appeared in the private chamber of the bastard who ordered the death of so many I care about.
"Who are you? How did you get in here? I will have you dead for this intrusion," spouted the Goauld.
"No Moloc you won't. You see there are things in this universe that are a lot bigger than your insignificant life. You choose to portray a god. I am a god," I informed the Goauld as I channeled power into my voice, causing the entire palace to shake with my words.
Moloc was shaking in fear now. His high quality robes had now been soiled by his loss of control over his bodily functions.
"What do you want from me," Moloc asked in fear.
"I want to make you pay for what you tried to do to the females in your domain. You see Moloc women are meant to be cherished. You love women, you make them feel wanted and comfortable, you do everything in your power to give them everything they desire, and you make them scream in the most intense orgasms of their life while calling your name as often as possible. You Moloc have done the opposite. Your punishment will be returned a million fold," I explained.
Waving my hand at the Goauld his body turned to ash leaving only the symbiote behind. The host doesn't deserve what Moloc is about to receive. The formerly tortured host will now rest peacefully in the afterlife. Moloc and I disappeared from the palace. We reappeared in the burning hot core of a nearby newborn star. I barely noticed the heat; Moloc on the other hand started screeching in horrible pain as his body was burnt to ash slowly. I had increased his resistance to the heat enough to slow the burning down. A specially modified time inversion satellite rest nearby and was fed by the power of the star.
Moloc would die over and over again inside the heart of the star until the fuel ran out. At that point I set the time inversion satellite to transport itself and Moloc to another star. Don't fuck with my loved ones, is the lesson to be learned from Moloc.
AN2:
The next update begins the Marvel arc with the first bit of X-Men in the second half.