Disclaimer: I own nothing of any of the recognized characters within.
AN:
Stargate Reality girls added this chapter:
Kianna is played by Emily Holmes
Anna is played by Kristen Dalton (the actress not the Miss USA)
Jeannie McKay is played by Kate Hewlett
X-Men reality girls added this chapter:
Rogue/Marie is played by Anna Paquin
Jean Grey/Phoenix is played by Famke Janssen
End AN
Chapter 23
December 15th 2003, Neutral Planet for meetings between two Goauld…
"These warriors are of both Ramius and Tilgath," said Teal'c as he and Bratac came across the battlefield after planning on watching in on the alliance between the two Goauld.
"This meeting did not go well," commented Bratac.
"Some of these warriors have been shot in the back, they were killed while retreating," observed Teal'c.
"There was no honor in this battle," agreed Bratac.
"Tilgath," announced Bratac when he found the body of the dead Goauld.
"Ramius must have betrayed their allegiance," speculated Teal'c.
"The first prime of Ramius…he is alive," announced Bratac.
"You must go from this place," instructed the dying Jaffa.
"Why did your master betray Tilgath, speak," ordered Bratac.
"We came to forge an alliance. My master did not do this. He barely escaped alive. One warrior," was all he managed to get out before a plasma round ended his life.
Both Teal'c and Bratac raised their staff weapons and began firing on the black armor clad assailant. When their weapons fire dissipated on his shielding both Jaffa activated their personal shields. Plasma shots impacted their shields from a wrist mounted weapon plasma weapon with a rapid rate of fire. When the zat gun shots proved equally ineffective Teal'c mentally activated a weapon given to him by Harry Demire in a situation where all else failed.
As Teal'c pointed his finger at the armored figure a powerful lightning bolt shot from the sky and connected with the figure. He stumbled as his armor absorbed the first shot. The second and third dropped him to the ground dead.
"An affective weapon," said Bratac in awe.
"I must remember to thank Harry Demire for providing it," agreed Teal'c.
I've provided all of my friends in the know with a modified version of the Alteran lightning ring. The ring now activates on mental command and can be directed at a person instead of only the ground around them. The Alterans only wanted a weapon to stun. This ring would kill as well as stun, depending upon where the shot was aimed.
SGC, Gate Room, a half hour later…
"What the hell happened out there," asked Hammond as several airmen set the dead armored figure down in front of us.
I immediately began scanning the warrior.
"Our intelligence was correct. A summit between Ramius and Tilgath did indeed take place. However when we arrived Ramius had already fled," explained Teal'c.
"All who remained had already been slain, including Tilgath," Bratac added.
"By this one man alone," asked Hammond in surprise.
"I would definitely say so sir. This armor is very advanced. It is meant to absorb almost any type of energy weapon and most other forms of attack. It's like he's wearing a small ship based shield as a personal shield," I explained.
"Who would have the technology to build such a thing," asked Hammond.
"Anubis," Sam answered.
"There's something else sir that supports the theory that it was Anubis who built this warrior. I say built because it has been genetically engineered. It looks like Anubis tried to make a perfect warrior without any concern for how long he will live. The Goauld inside is what keeps the warrior alive long enough to be useful. This one is only a few days old. It has the same energy pattern given off by the Ancient device the Tollans recovered to make their healing chamber technology. Anubis would have access to that tech when he ascended," I explained.
"How can we counteract this shielding," asked Jack.
"Well with enough energy it can be overloaded…which is what Teal'c did. We can make several fusion based rounds capable of fitting in a weapon mounted grenade launcher. It should do the job. We'll also be able to stick the Goauld in a sarcophagus long enough to download a copy of his memories," Sam explained.
"Do it," ordered Hammond.
As it turned out Anubis installed safeguards against the download of his warrior's memories but we got enough to find the planet the warrior is from. Anise provided us with the intel the Tokra have and volunteered to go along on the mission.
SGC Briefing Room the next day…
"We've confirmed that Anubis has a base on Tartarus. A powerful sensor array prevents anyone from approaching the planet unnoticed. The stargate is inside of the structure and has a powerful force field protecting it," Anise explained.
"We need to know how Anubis created this new soldier, confirm what we believe his intentions are, and if possible stop him. Any ideas," asked Hammond.
"Sam, Anise, and I came up with a very good plan. Observe," I instructed as the three of us mentioned took out a control pad with a holographic interface in both input and output.
A screen came online displaying what the remote probe attached saw and gave a detailed sensor readout. Based upon how we moved out hands the remote probe reacted.
"These remote probes are each equipped with a powerful shield and cloak so they should be able to get through the gate on Tartarus just as easily as one of the warriors.
"Walter dial up the gate," instructed Sam into a communications device.
Soon the probes were through the gate on Tartarus and exploring the base of Anubis.
"Well it looks like Anubis has a queen working for him and she must be blanking the minds of her offspring like Egeria did," Anise observed as she came across a breeding room with only a single queen inside.
Soon we discovered why the tanks were empty as we found a room with thousands of the warriors kneeling before Anubis. We listened in on Anubis revealing his plans to us unknowingly.
"You are all my children, Kull Warriors. You are the instruments of my conquest," Anubis' deep baritone rang out over the large room.
"Hail Anubis," the warriors began chanting as one.
"Ok it's time for phase two of our plan," I decided.
"On three…one…two…three," Sam counted off.
Each of us controlling a remote probe hit a small red holographic key. The view switched to that of a Hatac waiting cloaked a safe distance from the planet. A bright flash filled the atmosphere of Tartarus before the atmosphere caught on fire and the planet cracked in half.
"What the hell was that," asked Jack in awe.
"That was three antimatter warheads going off at the same time. I daresay the only thing that could have survived that was Anubis himself and only because he is half ascended," Anise announced.
"Damn good work people," praised Hammond as we watched the dust settle.
"Well we had best get to work on a counter to those warriors that doesn't involve vaporizing a large section of the warrior's surroundings or need to be in atmosphere," Sam announced before the three of us scientists left for our lab.
January 13th 2004, SGC Briefing Room…
"For the past several months we've been analyzing the data on the crystal left behind by Thenos, the Goauld who occupied our planet 3000 years ago. Our progress was very slow at first but we recently made a major discovery," Jonas informed us.
Jonas recently arrived from Kelowna where he has been working after he completed his exploration training.
"It turns out that naquadria wasn't originally present," continued Jonas as he handed Sam and I some documents.
"What do you mean," I asked paying dumb to cover up the fact we already know this.
"It's not native to our planet," Jonas replied.
"I don't understand…it exists in the mineral deposits underground," asked Daniel.
"Now it does but we believe those deposits were originally made up of ordinary naquadah. We found reference to a process the Goauld discovered which allows them to convert raw naquadah to naquadria while it's still in the ground. The reaction is ongoing and is getting deeper and deeper into our planet," Jonas explained.
"That's not good…I assume there is considerable seismic activity," I asked.
"Yes…caused by one large vein in particular being converted. We only recently discovered it because it is so deep. We believe when the process reaches a certain depth it's going to explode with enough force to obliterate Kelowna," Jonas answered.
"We'll go get geared up," Jack agreed to help immediately.
We followed Jonas back to his home planet soon after.
Jonas' lab…
"The first few references we found to the conversion process were pretty vague. To tell you the truth I was half convinced I made a mistake in the translation. Then we came across these test results which show the ratio of naquadah to naquadria achieved in the process," explained Jonas as he brought up the data on a laptop.
"So the naquadah that isn't converted breaks down into lighter elements," Sam commented as she looked over the results.
Just then the doors open and an attractive young female walks into the lab.
"We've got the latest geological data, it looks like…," she trails off when she notices we are here.
"Hello," she greets.
"Samantha Carter and Harry Demire this is Kianna Cyr," introduced Jonas.
"She helps me out with the translations," Jonas added.
"Hello it's very nice to meet you Kianna," I greeted her while kissing her hand instead of just shaking it.
"I've heard a lot about you both Major, Doctor. We could really use your expertise right now," said Kianna.
"What do you have," asked Jonas.
"It looks like the naquadria has progressed deeper than we thought," answered Kianna as she handed Jonas the results.
"How much time do we have," asked Sam.
"A few weeks, a month…it's hard to say," Kianna replied.
"Well we need to understand how the conversion process works if we are going to figure out how to stop it," I suggested.
"Yeah but the information stored on the crystal is incomplete," replied Jonas.
"Well then we're going to have to figure it out for ourselves," Sam answered happily, always loving a good challenge.
An hour later…
"It doesn't make any sense…naquadria is a heavier less stable element than naquadah. The conversion should require the continuous input of large amounts of energy," said Kianna in frustration.
"Yeah but it seems to be continuing on its own," Jonas stated the obvious.
"Which is impossible," argued Kianna.
"Not necessarily…low energy fusion can occur in the presence of certain subatomic catalysts like muons," Sam informed.
"But I believe that only works for extremely light materials such as deuterium," argued Kianna.
"Wow Kelownan understanding of particle physics seems to have come a long way recently," observed Sam.
"We're quick learners," lied Kianna.
"Anyway I wasn't thinking of muons specifically. There are other catalysts that have been introduced much more recently into the planet," replied Sam.
"Making the process a lot faster than you thought," I continued.
"How much faster," asked Jonas.
"Well the vein you recently discovered could only take a few years to transform completely. It's the naquadria bomb test Jonas…it catalyzed the reaction," I confirmed via my hand scanner connected to our orbiting Hatac with its powerful sensors analyzing the planet.
Jonas left to inform his leaders of the cause of the conversion process.
"So Kianna how long have you been a Goauld," I asked casually.
"You can tell," she asked in surprise and extreme tension as she was ready to defend herself at a moments notice.
"Of course…nice job with the suppressing injection…it would have normally fooled us. But you see we're not exactly normal. You have two options here. The first option is we call Jonas back in here and tell him what's going on. We'll inform him I picked you up on my hand scanner," I told her.
"And the second option," she asked nervously.
"You consent to bond yourself to me for all eternity. You'll be given a cloned body of the same form you are in now. I find myself quite impressed with your willpower to overcome your genetic memory. One of my lovers happens to be Egeria herself. She can provide us with a template of Tokra memories and we can overwrite your own so that all you'll be left with is the memories you've experienced in your lifetime," I answered.
"You can do that," she asked in surprise.
"Yes," Sam answered.
"Then I'll gladly accept," Kianna nodded.
A few minutes later the Goauld we are going to call Kianna had jumped to her new body.
"Are you alright," we asked the former host.
"Yes…it's just a little shocking to be free. She really wasn't that bad."
"How much do you remember," asked Anise as she finished running the genetic override device over the symbiote, officially making her a Tokra.
Anise had transported in via my cruiser a few minutes ago.
"All of it. I know that wouldn't be the case if she had died. Don't worry I won't tell Jonas. He can keep on thinking nothing bad happened. I love the man but this would tear him up inside. It's best he doesn't know," the former host answered.
"Good and for your silence you get these," Sam explained as she handed two vials to the original Kianna.
"Drink one yourself and give one to Jonas," I instructed with a compulsion so she wouldn't ask questions about the permanent elixir of life we just gave her.
"You can leave now," I instructed the human Kianna.
After she left Sam disappeared from sight.
"I'm taking Sam for some private playtime. You have enough to deal with bonding Kianna and greeting Anise," I heard Nym over the bond.
Insert smut scene here
I arrived back on Kelowna after a shower and a jump back in time.
"Did you and Nym have fun," I asked a smiling Sam who was already waiting for me.
"Oh yes and from the orgasms channeled over the bond so did you, Anise, and Kianna," purred Sam before walking up and capturing my lips in a heated kiss.
"Mmmm…the taste of pussy is so hard to get out of your mouth but I'm not complaining," said Sam after we broke the kiss.
"I should say the same to you," I told her with a grin.
I felt Nym grab my ass playfully under her cloaking field. Just then Jonas walked back in.
"Well I've informed my leaders about the cause of the conversion process. Have you guys come up with a way to stop it," asked the Kelownan.
"Oh yes…we've had a lot of time to think about the problem," I answered while Sam suppressed a snicker at how much of a lie that was.
Nym had no such problems of suppression over the bond as we heard her loud laughter in our minds.
"What we are going to do is send a nuclear device down into the fault line to separate the converted naquadria form the naquadah. We'll do it far enough away from the naquadria to make sure it splits inside of the much more stable raw naquadah," explained Sam.
"How are you planning on getting it down there," asked Jonas as he thought of the deep excavation exploration vehicle his government has invested heavily in.
"We'll send the payload down on a Tollan phasing multidimensional warhead," I answered.
"Brilliant," Jonas replied with a wide grin.
The after party after the successful stopping of Kelowna's destruction was a bender for sure. Jonas ended up getting wasted as the pressure was now off his shoulders to save his people. A smiling Kianna ended up dragging her boyfriend back to his room and ravishing him for the first time as truly herself. I could tell the next morning before we went back to earth that she had slipped him the elixir as she had taken it herself. I might just offer them a retirement spot on Atluria a few years down the road. After all there was no rush…we have all the time in the universe.
Since I've anchored Atluria and its surrounding solar system in the between of the multiverse thanks to some recent remodeling of that corner of this universe even the end of this reality will not herald the halt of fun to be had on Atluria. So there is no rush at all.
The next couple of months were a relaxing break for us at the SGC. As Sarah was living comfortably with Daniel and Sharai here on earth and not a Goauld she never visited Daniel at night to haunt his dreams like she would have had I not come to this universe. Mark also never felt the need to hook his sister up with the disastrous romantic entanglement that was Pete Shanahan. Whenever Sam and I examine that relationship or any of her relationships from the canon show we are very grateful to have found each other. It seems like Sam can't catch a break in the Romance department before her Romantic interests either become stalkers or die, in some form or another.
The security at our offworld sites is much tighter than in canon. As such the location of our weapons research facility was never discovered. A fleet wouldn't have gotten in sensor range of the planet in question without being challenged by our own vast fleet let alone a Kull warrior actually getting on the planet. With the aid of Tollan scientists we developed an affective counter to the Kull warrior within a couple of weeks.
In canon it took two shots to kill. To make the process run smoother Sam and I designed the weapon to fire one shot right after the other in a quick burst with one push of the trigger. It proved quite sufficient to bypass the Kull armor.
With the much slower pace of that time period we were all able to sit down and give an interview to the documentary crew. I advised the team that it was best just to get it over with. When we were called to help pull a team out of heavy fire at an ancient ruins offworld we went in with heavy forces on cloaked Hatacs. It was a simple matter to beam the SGC personnel onto our ships. I may have also transported all of the Jaffa on the surface into space very close to the surface of the nearest star. I felt a sense of satisfaction as I felt the death through my higher senses of the Jaffa responsible for Janet's death in another time and place.
February 17th 2004, Los Angeles…
"Major Carter, Dr. Jackson, Teal'c, Dr. Demire, and Colonel O'Neill glad you could make it," greeted Agent Barrett, the man in charge of hunting down the remaining rogue NID elements.
"Agent Barrett," replied Sam.
"Well we're still putting the details together here. If you follow me I'll explain as we go."
"What is this place," asked Daniel.
"An abandoned industrial complex…as near as we can tell it was home to a rogue NID sleeper cell we've been trying to locate for over a year now," Barrett explained as we walked.
"What were they doing here," I asked.
"We're not exactly sure yet."
"What happened," Daniel asked to get further details.
"At approximately 0800 hours this morning we intercepted a 911 call. We moved in just after local authorities arrived. We've been in lockdown mode ever since," answered Barrett.
"Wait a minute…somebody from a top secret not to mention illegal NID operation called 911," said Daniel in surprise.
"It got real ugly…come on," answered Barrett as he led us inside.
"We got a call from a panicked male voice; we think it was from the cleaning staff. The call was cut short. Thus far we've counted thirty-two casualties which includes a six man security contingent."
"Who would do this," asked Sam as we looked at all the body bags.
"And for what reason," added Teal'c.
"Actually we know who did it just not for why," answered Barrett.
"You know who did this," asked Daniel.
"Yeah," Barrett answered before leading us further inside.
Barrett led us into a room with a girl in a cell.
"It was her," Barrett nodded at the girl.
"Well here is your why…she's a human/Goauld hybrid. She didn't have any choice…her genetic memory would carry with it the consciousness of the Goauld whose DNA they used," I explained as I ran my scanner over her.
"What's your name honey," asked Sam gently.
"Anna," replied the scared woman who looked about our age but was actually just over a year old.
"Is there anything you can do for her," asked Barrett in shock at what the NID did.
"Most definitely…we have the technology to imprint healthy normal DNA over the Goauld parts. She'll look like she does now but will be human and not have the genetic memories haunting her," answered Sam.
"Hold on…here's something else…Anna has a neurotoxin planted at the base of her brain. Hold still for a moment Anna," I instructed.
Anna disappeared for a moment in a white transport beam before appearing right back where she was.
"The neurotoxin has been removed," I explained.
"Come on…I'll show you guys why I brought you here," Barrett said before leading us into a storehouse of Goauld artifacts.
"Recognize anything," asked Barrett as we looked around.
"Nothing I've catalogued as coming through the SGC," answered Daniel.
"This indicates it belonged to Sekhmet," Teal'c announced as he examined the markings on an object.
"Who was that," asked Barrett.
"A Goauld who at one time was loyal to Ra," answered the Jaffa.
"From what we know she was a powerful ally of his. She was routinely dispatched to rule planets in his stead, quell rebellions, oversee mass executions…you know all the fun stuff," Daniel added.
"Well from the DNA remnants on these objects she is likely the Goauld haunting Anna's DNA," I informed.
"You can pick up DNA traces with that thing after thousands of years…that would make my job so much easier," Barrett said with admiration in his voice.
"Well when we're done here I'll see what I can do about getting you a scanner with only that feature," I told him.
"Thank you," Barrett said gratefully.
"We think this stuff came from the Germans. Keffler, the only survivor, is the son of a convicted Nazi war criminal," Barrett informed us.
"Crap," I announced.
"What," asked Jack not liking the tone of my voice.
"I'm picking up a pretty powerful naquadah signature…the kind used in bombs," I announced as I led the way to the device in question.
"It's active," Sam informed as pulled out her own scanner.
"Can you disable it," asked Jack.
"It would be extremely difficult without the code. We could phase it out to another dimension when it is about to explode in approximately sixteen hours but there is an easier solution," I said.
"We download a copy of Anna's Goauld memories and get the code from there. We should also download a copy of Keffler's memories to find out all the evil shit he has done. He also might know more NID information," Sam continued.
"That would be fantastic," Barrett agreed.
A half hour later we had what we needed from Keffler's mind.
"We're completely done with him right," asked Sam.
"Yep," I agreed.
I through up a silencing charm on the room as I sensed what she intended to do.
"Crucio," Sam cried out as she channeled the torture curse into the monster who tortured Anna her whole life.
Anna has never been outside, never been allowed to take down the nightmarish drawings depicting things the Goauld did, was tortured by Keffler with electric shocks, sensory deprivation, and the list goes on. I watched in satisfaction as Keffler screamed in agony. Sam walked around him until she was able to stomp down on his balls, causing them to crush into good from her extremely strong stomp. Sam didn't stop until Keffler was dead and smoking on the ground.
"Have I mentioned how much I love you today," I asked.
"Yes several times but a girl never gets tired of hearing it," she answered as I wrapped her in a comforting hug.
Another half hour saw us retrieving the Goauld memories from Anna before we overwrote her genetic memory. Of course while everyone thought we were overwriting her DNA with pure human DNA we were actually upgrading her to the physiology of one of my wives.
"Come on Anna it's time you experienced more that life has to offer," I said as I took her hand while Sam took the other.
We led her outside where the first smile I've seen on her face graced her features and made her beauty truly show.
"Can I see more," Anna shyly asked me.
"Of course honey you can see anything you want. What would you like to see," asked Sam.
"Mountains…I want to see mountains," Anna said eagerly.
Sam and I took a week off to show Anna the world. My personal transport vehicle was basically a small ship which could disguise itself as a camper with holograms. It had antigravity propulsion and transporter technology along with many other features a ship would have. We easily made it to all of the places Anna wanted to see. Anna decided she wanted to see something else when she walked in on Sam and I during our fun time together.
Insert smut scene here
February 24th 2004, White House…
"What the hell were you thinking," asked Henry Hayes, the newly inaugurated President of the United States of his Vice President Robert Kinsey.
"Mr. President," greeted Kinsey's startled assistant.
"Why didn't you tell me," demanded Hayes, ignoring the assistant.
"Sarah would you excuse us for a moment," asked Kinsey as he ushered Sarah out of the room.
"I take it you've just been briefed by the chairman of the joint chiefs on our new reality," asked Kinsey as he walked behind his desk.
"Not only do I find out that the Air Force is engaged in interstellar travel but I also find out that my running mate knows all about it," shouted Hayes.
"I was under a special executive gag order," answered Kinsey.
"Since when," demanded Hayes.
"A little over six years now," Kinsey played the wounded role.
"That's unbelievable," replied Hayes.
"Mr. President I realize this is a little overwhelming right now but what you really need to know is that the stargate is being seriously mismanaged. It's urgent that we act now," Kinsey informed dramatically.
"What are you talking about," asked Hayes in disbelief of what he was having to put up with on his first day in office.
"I have desperately tried to maintain some proper control and accountability but the oversight in place is completely inadequate. The military, specifically the personnel directly involved in the SGC need to be replaced immediately. Now I have several recommendations," Kinsey continued only to be cut off at that moment as I appeared in the room.
"I've had enough of this horseshit you spew from your mouth every time you speak Kinsey and frankly that's insulting to horse shit," I said.
"Dr. Demire," asked Kinsey in shock before outrage took over his features.
Before he could get a word out I hit him with a full body bind.
"Mr. President I'm Harry Demire," I introduced myself.
"I know who you are Doctor…I don't think there is an educated person on this planet who doesn't know about the contributions your fusion reactor technology has made in solving our energy crisis," Hayes said as he finally decided to sit down in shock, forgetting there was no chair behind him.
I conjured a chair but he didn't even notice as he sat in it from shock.
"What did you do to Kinsey," asked Hayes.
"I've finally had enough of his bullshit. For now he is just frozen. In a little while I've designed a special punishment for him which he is about to discover. You should know Kinsey obtained your campaign funds through very illegal means," I explained.
"I was beginning to suspect that. This bastard deserves everything you can give him. But the people will notice if their VP just goes missing," Hayes stated.
"Oh don't worry about the people. As of this moment everyone who thought Kinsey was VP now thinks I am," I informed the President as I channeled a massive memory modification spell over the planet.
"How can you do that," asked Hayes in further shock.
"You see Mr. President I like you and nobody I like should have to put up with that piece of shit as much as you would have had Kinsey remained your VP. I'm a god…not the god but a god. Think of me like the Greek gods from legend," I explained as I wrapped us in my power and transported us into space above the earth.
"Holy shit," cried Hayes in further shock.
Luckily I transported the chair he was sitting in with him.
"What do you want Dr. Demire…assuming it's ok to call you that," Hayes asked realizing that any being that can do what I just did he should be cautious with.
"I want to help the earth assume its greater role in this universe. It will take a lot of time and patience but hey I'm immortal. I've got plenty of time to spare. You fight me on this and you will lose. You help me and the reward that awaits your family and yourself will be great, the least of which is immortality," I informed.
"I feel like I'm making a deal with the devil," muttered Hayes as he thought.
"Naw his offer would probably be a lot more detailed because he doesn't want to give up as much. I also neither want or need your soul. That guy is such an asshole," I muttered the last bit.
"What did you do with Kinsey," Hayes asked.
"Let's take a look at what my temporal duplicate is doing with Kinsey right now," I said as a hologram appeared in the space before us.
"Where am I," shouted Kinsey as he appeared in a large cage.
"This is your version of hell personally tailored to you Kinsey. I've thought long and hard about what punishment you deserve for all eternity," I explained.
I pointed beside Kinsey and we both watched as a large sleeping gorilla appeared.
"Meet Joe Mr. Kinsey. Joe here is bewitched to think you are an attractive female gorilla when he wakes up. Now I know you are lacking a certain anatomy to match that of a female gorilla so Joe here is going to think your ass is what he's looking for," I explained.
"You can't do this to me…I'm the Vice President of the United States," screamed Kinsey in terror.
"Not anymore…you've lost that right. Now I'm not completely heartless…this will help somewhat," I informed as I a large tube of anal ease lubricant appeared.
"That will never run out. I suggest you use it. Oh and just in case you are thinking of committing suicide there is a device nearby that will heal you from any wound. You will suffer this for eternity Kinsey. No injury will prevent Joe from enjoying you," I promised.
Kinsey's terrified screams were heard as Joe woke up and the hologram disappeared.
"I don't know whether to be horrified or hyperventilate in laughter…I think I'll settle for the latter," Hayes informed before he began to laugh loudly.
A few minutes later he was still chuckling as I transported us into his office.
"Now Mr. President the people at the SGC are going to think I'm using a human version of a nanite based artificial intelligence called a replicat to carry out my duties as VP. If you have any questions just think of me and pick up the red phone on your desk. You can always reach me that way. Oh and you won't be able to tell anybody but your wife this and she won't be able to talk about it with anybody but you. I hate keeping secrets from the wives," I explained.
Hayes nodded his understanding before I disappeared. He of course tested my proclamation about not being able to talk about it with anybody but his wife but he found I wasn't lying. In time Hayes and I would become good friends and he would come to see my intervention as a blessing.
March 2nd 2004, Washington DC…
"Excuse me Dr. Weir…please get in ma'am," I heard my driver call out as he held open the door to my limo.
"Mr. Vice President," greeted the beautiful Dr. Elizabeth Weir as she climbed in with obvious surprise in her voice.
"You can call me Harry Doctor," I replied with a charming grin.
Elizabeth felt herself get wet at the smile the planet's most eligible bachelor was throwing her way, although if the rumors flying around about the VP were true he might not be such a bachelor.
"It wasn't necessary for you to pick me up…Harry," she struggled on not addressing me by my title.
"Nonsense…I always take pleasure in giving a beautiful lady a ride," I practically purred with a grin.
My grin widened as I sensed her arousal increasing. Elizabeth couldn't help but return the charming man's smile.
"Besides I want to make your transition into knowing the actual situation in the universe as painless as possible. This is the stargate," I explained as a hologram projected in front of us from a small holographic projector held in my hand.
"It's an artificial wormhole generator that allows the Air Force to send teams of explorers to other planets in our galaxy. There are thousands of these devices on planets all over our galaxy left behind by an alien civilization called the Ancients. The program that runs these operations is called the SGC. President Hayes has just recently found out about the program's existence. He is going to ask you to run this," I explained.
"Is this a joke," she asked with a weak smile.
"No I'm afraid I only joke about sex. For example what did the hurricane say to the palm tree? Hold onto your nuts this isn't going to be a regular blow job. I'm afraid I'm very serious…well I'm trying to be," I replied.
Elizabeth couldn't stop smiling at my joking attitude.
"I'll remain with you throughout the day so I can answer any questions you might have," I added.
"Harry…you must have more important things you need to do…I mean you are the vice president of our country," argued Elizabeth.
I suppressed a grin as she projected her thoughts to me. She didn't think she could remain in my presence the entire day without either running to the bathroom every hour to masturbate or jumping me.
"Nonsense…I've prepared a holographic summary of our missions so you can actually see first hand what my team, SG-1, has encountered on our missions," I answered.
"Your team," asked Weir.
"It's very complicated and the answer will come much later," I explained.
SGC, Bottom of the elevator shaft…
"How long have you been waiting there," asked Jack as he stepped out of the elevator to find Sam, Daniel, Teal'c, and I waiting for him.
"You said half an hour an hour ago," answered Daniel.
"General Hammond is waiting," Sam added.
"Excuse me," Jack said after handing Sam a crossword puzzle.
"The fate of the world is hanging in the balance and you've been sitting in your truck finishing this," asked Sam incredulously.
"I believe it was double or nothing," replied Jack.
"Ok…twenty-three across the atomic weight of Boron…the answer is ten. You wrote the word fat," Sam pointed out.
"Your point," asked Jack before snatching the crossword back.
"Harper, Reynolds," greeted Jack as we walked into the briefing room.
"Sir," Harper answered.
"Jack," Reynolds replied.
"SG-3 spotted a Goauld reconnaissance drone while on the planet where they found the colonnade. Since that obviously means the Goauld were aware of its existence SGs three and five will be providing backup aboard their Hatacs," Sam informed Jack.
"If General Hammond approves the mission," added Sam.
"What mission," asked Jack suddenly realizing he missed something.
"Good morning SG-1…nice of you to join us," Hammond said to Jack as he walked in.
"Good morning sir," replied Jack.
"I've read Dr. Jackson's report on his translation. Given what happened the last time you encountered something like this I'm surprised you're so willing to take on this mission," Hammond said to Jack.
"So am I sir," replied Jack.
"Jack," said Daniel.
"Daniel," said Jack.
"Why wouldn't we want to gain access to the greatest repository of knowledge in the known universe, once and for all find the lost city of the ancients, and use their advanced technology to save the entire galaxy from the evil oppression of the Goauld," asked Daniel.
"Well there's that," said Jack.
"From the mission file I've read this is one of those things that whips up from the wall, grabs your head, and rearranges your brain," asked Reynolds.
"Simply put yes…which is why we are taking Ayiana with us. If she can't figure out a method to detach the memory we have two options. The first option is Ayiana downloads the knowledge into her mind and we can copy it with the memory download technology the Tollans have provided us. The second option is to physically cut the module out of the monument and bring it aboard ship," I added.
"You have a go. Be careful people," ordered Hammond.
We soon arrived in orbit around the planet, cloaked. Transporting down to the monument Ayiana followed beside me as we approached the wall where the device was.
"So you still not remembering much Ayiana," asked Jack.
"No…but I think I can remember enough to acquire the memory module from this device," Ayiana answered.
"Sweet," replied Jack.
My Ancient lover walked up to the wall of writing and scanned it for a moment. She began pressing symbols to enter in a key code sequence. Soon the device appeared out of the wall.
"Woh be careful people," warned Jack.
Ayiana walked up to the device on the opposite wall and held her hand in front of it. A light from a scanner beam swept across Ayiana's arm before a holographic interface appeared before her. She manipulated the interface control until a cylinder about six inches in diameter and a foot in length slid out of the front. I caught the cylinder and carried it out in front of the monument.
"That is it," asked Jack in surprise.
"Deceptively small," Daniel commented.
"This does not contain the five million years of data learned after the time my people fled this galaxy but it still contains the knowledge from fifty million years before that," Ayiana stated.
Almost as soon as we transported back aboard ship Anubis jumped out of hyperspace with several escort Alkesh and one Hatac.
"Great timing," Jack crowed.
"Indeed," agreed Teal'c.
We left the system at sublight which took us a while. Once we were out of sensor range we jumped into hyperspace for home.
SGC Briefing Room…
"I take it your mission was a success," asked Hammond after we were all seated for the debriefing.
"Yes sir, we've managed to interface the memory with our systems with Ayiana's help. She is in the process of copying it to several backup storage devices," I answered.
"Sir I suggest this knowledge is monitored very carefully. If it fell into the hands of elements of the NID it could be very dangerous," Sam added.
"I agree. What about the information about the lost city," said Hammond.
"It will take us a while to sift through the data enough to find something like that with Ayiana's help…that is assuming they even put it there. This knowledge is from before the Ancients left our galaxy. The only way the location will be there is if one of the Ancients put it there after they came back. Ayiana is looking for the newest entries but it will take a while," I answered.
"I suppose you should all here this now," I continued before pausing as they all shifted their attention to me.
"The president was looking to cover his ass when the program goes public. The best way for him to do that was to clean house. He wanted to reassign the General to Washington. My replicator double managed to change his mind so that you General are reassigned to the second SGC, named SGC 2, which will help handle the load we've been under running missions solely out of this facility. With all of the teams and offworld bases out there the strain has been hell. So the new facility is located on the surface of mars in a massive complex we've had under construction for a while," I announced.
"Who is replacing him," asked Jack.
"Her name is Dr. Elizabeth Weir," I answered as I projected a holographic image of her.
"I know her work…I referenced some of it for our treaty with the Tokra. She's a negotiator for international affairs," announced Daniel.
"Well don't be too hard on her. She just found out about the SGC this morning and was offered the job an hour or so ago," I explained.
"Thank you for telling me…I suppose this means I'll get to actually take some weekends off if I won't be running the main earth facility," said Hammond with a grin.
"You know what this means…a party with cake," said Jack.
We all grinned at Jack's antics. I also told the president the SGC would not be shut down for a three month review like he originally wanted to do. Earth cannot afford to be out of touch with galactic affairs for that long, not with the Goauld still a threat.
The next morning…
"I'm glad to see you finally made it here doctor," I greeted as I entered the main briefing room.
"Harry…yes well those transport beams you helped discover really make travel much easier…and call me Elizabeth," replied Elizabeth with a warm smile.
"One of the perks of being a higher official in our government," I said.
Just then the gate started dialing.
"All of the offworld teams are back already," said Elizabeth before we rushed down to the control room.
"Dr. Weir we are receiving Master Bratac's IDC," informed one of the gate technicians.
"Open the iris," ordered Weir.
"Bratac," I greeted the Jaffa at the bottom of the ramp.
"This is Dr. Elizabeth Weir, she's the new leader of this facility," I introduced.
"Hello," Elizabeth greeted while holding up her hand.
"Has Hammond of Texas fallen in battle," asked Bratac.
"No sir…he's…he's fine," answered Elizabeth.
"It was a political leadership change which led to this," I explained.
"I see…I am afraid I am not the bearer of good news…we've had word from Jaffa loyal to our cause. Anubis is gathering the full force of his fleet…he will be here within three days," Bratac informed.
Briefing Room later…
"Three days from now is a Thursday. Thursday's not good for us," said Jack to Bratac.
"Colonel O'Neill, Major Carter, Teal'c…I know these are strange circumstances to be meeting for the first time," Elizabeth greeted as I walked in beside her.
"I know I'm playing catch up but I understand time is short," Elizabeth continued when she was met by silence.
"Actually…," Jack began to quip but a look from me cut him off.
We all sat down at the table to assess the situation.
"Obviously this is a situation of grave importance. Master Bratac can you tell us how many ships Anubis is sending," Elizabeth asked.
"Somewhere around thirty Hatac vessels and an unknown number of Alkesh," answered Bratac.
"Can we defeat that," Elizabeth asked me as the most knowledge in the room on Earth's fleet.
"Easily," I replied.
"Wow…you are really confident. Is there a reason for that," asked Elizabeth.
"Yes…Anubis is so overconfident that he has the best technology out there that as far as we've seen he doesn't shield his ships against multidimensional intrusions. If he does Ayiana and I have come up with a modification to the Tollan phase devices to shift them between multiple dimensions. So Anubis might block one but not the others. Even without this advantage we could attack him with our forty ships and hammer his shields down," I explained.
"Even though he has Ancient level shields he doesn't possess naquadria based power sources like we do. He can fire on us and we can take our ships out of phase so his assault passes harmlessly through us," Sam added.
"I believe the best approach here would be to capture his entire fleet," I proposed.
Everyone was staring at me in shock at such a bold proposal.
"Our teams will go in under heavy shields and personal cloaks. Their phase devices will allow us to drop them into the ship from above with a small inertial dampening unit allowing them to remain unharmed. They can then take the ships with virtual impunity. If they encounter any Kull warriors our counter weapon will disable them easily enough while our people are protected by their personal shields," I explained.
"That sounds like a good plan," Elizabeth agreed.
"We'll begin making preparations immediately," Sam stated as the meeting broke up.
In orbit a few days later…
"Sir three ships just dropped out of hyperspace," reported the ship's sensor officer.
"Order the fleet to do nothing…it's likely a test of our capabilities," I ordered.
I was sitting on the fleet's flagship, Prometheus, in charge of fleet operations for the duration of the battle as the highest government official allowed to leave the White House during a crisis.
"Sir they are attacking one of our Naval Destroyers," the officer reported a few minutes later.
"Beam all of the crew to these coordinates," I ordered as I punched in the coordinates to a warehouse set up for such a scenario, we had already suspected such a thing might occur and prepared accordingly.
"All crew is safely away sir," reported the officer a few moments later.
Anubis hacked into the president's phone line via a high jacked satellite a few minutes later to try to get Hayes to surrender. Hayes told him to stuff it and surrender himself. Anubis never acquired the holographic projection technology from Thor's mind since I rescued the Asgard before then. Anubis responded by jumping his entire fleet close to earth.
"Begin the diversionary attack and send out the teams," I ordered.
All over the surrounding space cloaked Alkesh were taking position over Anubis' fleet. They began dropping their phased and cloaked teams through the shields of Anubis' ships.
"The teams are away sir," reported the officer a couple of minutes after I gave the order.
"Begin engaging Anubis' ship," I ordered.
All over powerful energy weapons began bombarding the shields of Anubis' mothership. Even the power source he had on board wasn't enough to hold out against he multipronged assault for more than a few moments. He didn't even have time to engage his hyperdrive before his shields buckled and the ship began to rock with explosions. Soon a fireball engulfed the mothership.
"Half of Anubis' fleet is already under our control," reported the officer.
"Three quarters," he called out a few minutes later.
"Sir I'm reading a power buildup in several of the remaining ships," reported the sensor officer.
"Order the teams on board to phase out now," I yelled.
He quickly did so. The ships exploded and it was a few tense moments before we got a report.
"The teams made it out safely and were picked up by the transporters. We have all but five of the ships sir. The crews on board must have detonated self destruct devices rather than let themselves be captured."
"Thirty ships with zero casualties on our side…not a bad day's work," I commented.
"Good work people…take us home and then we are going to have one hell of a party…with lots of cake," I announced.
A few minutes later out in space…
Anubis was trying to get his bearings after having his force field containing his essence destroyed. He thought he was coming around from his daze when he saw a bright light moving closer. The light resolved itself into a glowing figure of a man.
"Disgusting," I sneered at the glob of black energy which represented Anubis' soul.
I pulled my leg back before sending my foot forward in a powerful kick. I heard Anubis' demented shriek as my kick sent him hurtling through the higher dimension he was half a part of until he was on the other side of the galaxy.
"That's how we deal with pieces of soul garbage where I'm from," I stated to the either before heading off to do my thing.
A week later, McMaster University, Canada…
Twenty-eight year old Jeannie McKay was looking for the hotel room of the two lecturers she had listened to earlier in the day, Dr. Harry Demire and Dr. Samantha Carter. Their lecture on fusion reactors was amazing. When her brother Meredith had mentioned that he knew the two Jeannie decided she wanted to ask them some questions. Meredith had been smug about the top secret work he was doing whenever she asked so she wanted to find out from somebody who knew her brother. She thought she would have trouble getting into see the Vice President of the United States but she found to her surprise that there were no guards on the door.
When Jeannie heard a scream through the door she tried the handle in alarm and rushed inside, not realizing what she was getting herself into.
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The rest of the tour Jeannie went along with Sam and I as our assistant. We got to know her really well further than the bond naturally provided us, which is a great deal. The bond can tell us a lot about a person. An initial love can be formed with the joining of the bond but it takes time for the love to grow deeper. Sam and I learned Jeannie McKay is everything we could ever hope for in a lover.
A few weeks later I decided it was time to go searching for a new reality to become a part of. With that thought in mind I vanished into the between.
X-Men Universe…
Once in the between I looked around at the infinitely dense reality clusters for something interesting. Not long into my search I felt a pull towards a reality and dove in.
When I came to in the body of my counterpart in this new reality I assessed some facts quickly. I'm called Logan and sometimes Wolverine. The year is 2000 in this timeline and I'm in Alberta, Canada in a bar. I'm also playing the role of cage fighter at the moment. I decided later would be a good time for assessing what is going on, now it is time to fight.
"In all my years I've never seen anything like that. Are you going to let this man walk away with your money," asked the announcer.
"I'll fight him," a big man yelled from the bleachers.
"Ladies and gentlemen our savior," yelled the announcer.
"Whatever you do don't hit him in the balls," I heard the announcer quietly tell the newcomer.
"You said anything goes," was the reply.
"Anything goes but he'll take it personal," warned the announcer.
The guy hit me once in the back before driving a meaty fist into my jaw. I found it interesting that this body naturally has a healing ability. I felt other powers contained within my being not brought with me to this universe. Heightened senses, quick healing, and a curious alloy bonded to my very bones. I tested out my body's ability to take a beating as I allowed the brute to get his hits in. My occlumency damped out any pain I would have felt.
My fist came up to meet my attacker's next punch. My alloy laced fist broke his knuckles before I drove a shot to his jaw in return. With a hit to his head from my alloy laced skull he was down for the count. I could get used to this alloy laced skeleton thing.
"Ladies and gentlemen tonight's winner and still king of the cage the Wolverine," announced the man in charge.
The crowd booed me but I didn't care as I examined what exactly I am. A mutant comes from my memories. This reality has many mutants, the next step in human evolution. There was so much fear and hate directed at mutants. It was nothing new. It was the same story as when witches and wizards were persecuted. I went in the back and got cleaned up. When I came back out I sat at the bar.
"I'll have a beer," I ordered to act like I normally do.
I saw a pretty young girl sitting a few stools down the bar. Reaching my senses out I found her to be a powerful young mutant who was scared and hungry. Marie ran away from home after her mutation emerged to put her first kiss in a coma.
"Whatever she wants is on me," I added.
Marie licked her lips and quickly ordered something quick to make in case I changed my mind.
"Thank you," said Marie.
"No problem," I answered with a warm smile.
"Ellis Island, once the arrival point of hundreds of thousands of American immigrants is opening its doors again. Preparations are nearly completed for the upcoming United Nations world summit. Nearly every invitation confirmed the event promises to be the largest single gathering of world leaders in history. Leaders of over two hundred nations will discuss issues ranging from the world's economic climate and weapons treaties to the mutant phenomenon and its impact on our world stage," announced the news broadcaster.
Marie and I both listened in at the mention of mutants.
"Many American legislators have contended that debate over mutant issues should be the primary focus of what is on the surface at least a strictly diplomatic affair," continued the news.
Just then I felt the brute I had beat earlier tap me on the shoulder. I had sensed him long before he got within a meter of me.
"You owe me some money," he informed me.
"Come on Stewie let's not do this," his friend said trying to pull him away.
"No man takes a beating like that without a mark to show for it," Stewie argued.
"Stewie is it," I asked as I turned to face him.
When he nodded I continued.
"I owe you nothing. You will go now and leave me to chat with the young lady in peace," I said with compulsion laced into my voice.
Stewie and his friend nodded before quickly leaving. The bartender paid no attention to what just occurred and continued to clean dishes. I sat back down but this time right beside Marie.
"How did you do that," asked Marie.
"I'm a mutant…just like I suspect you are. Am I right," I asked gently.
"Yeah," she answered hesitantly.
"Relax…I know what it's like just after you find out about your powers. Why don't you tell me what happened," I encouraged.
Marie glanced nervously at the bartender.
"Relax I can make it so he won't pay attention to anything we say," I explained.
"Cool," Marie replied with a grin before slowly she told me her story.
"Do you want to know what the worse part is? After I calmed down from it all and adjusted to the idea of my powers I realized I'm likely to die a virgin," explained Marie after she finished her story.
I chuckled a bit which caused her to blush. I reached up and brushed her hair out of her eyes. She flinched away from my touch before a small orgasm hit her instead of me dropping into a coma like she expected.
"How…I've brushed against a couple of people and it left them all so weak they could barely sit up," gasped Marie in shock.
"Marie a pretty young thing like you won't die a virgin, trust me. As for how you can touch me and not drain me well let's just say I'm full of surprises," I said with a smile.
"Yes you are," Marie replied with a matching smile.
For the first time she was realizing that she found a person who she could touch.
"Do you have a place to stay," I asked already knowing the answer.
"No," she replied sadly.
"Come on…you can stay with me," I told her before picking up her duffle bag for her.
I dropped a wad of cash on the counter to pay for the food and a decent tip. Already my cruiser had set me up with plenty of funds in this world, pilfered from various criminal accounts.
"It's not much but it is a place to lay your head at night," I told Marie as I opened the back door to let her into the living room of my camper.
As we walked over I transfigured the camper to be a bit more comfortable inside and definitely a lot cleaner.
"It's great…a lot better than I'm used to," replied Marie.
I climbed inside behind her and shut the door. I immediately switched into a pair of conjured night clothes.
"Here they might be a bit big on you but they should do the job," I said as I handed her an extra set of night clothes.
Marie changed right there in front of me, stripping down to a pair of black panties and a matching bra. The only reaction that indicated she felt my gaze was a slowly spreading full body blush. I could sense her arousal and worked on it with my aura to make her become more turned on. I climbed into the small bunk type bed and held open the cover for her.
"I'm afraid we'll have to share…there isn't much room," I said with a comforting smile on my face.
"I don't mind," Marie answered as she climbed inside and snuggled her round teen backside up against me.
Marie's breathing quickened as she felt my arousal pressing into her backside.
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My little nympho shared a shower with me the next morning before we ate breakfast and hit the road. We weren't on the road more than ten minutes before Marie asked me a question I would never say no to.
"Logan can I suck your dick? I've never sucked a dick before and I would like to try," the little nymph asked.
"Sure," I agreed with a large grin.
She had my cock freed in no time and was happily slurping away. I allowed myself to be lost in the pleasure with only a small portion of my brain diverted to driving. This proved to be a mistake when a tree was dropped onto the rode in front of the camper. I was only able by the time I noticed the danger to throw up a cushioning charm to protect my lover and brace my arms against the ceiling.
Unfortunately this didn't prevent Marie from biting down in her shock.
"Aaaaarrrrggghhhhh," I screamed in pain as her teeth bit hard on my cock.
It was all I could do to restrain my powers from lashing out and vaporizing several square kilometers around me. I didn't notice the fight breaking out just in front of the camper in my effort to control the pain. I took notice when I heard a gunshot ring out.
"Are you alright," I managed to ask Marie through grit teeth.
"Yes…I'm so…so sorry," she replied.
"Stay here," I ordered as I kicked the ruined door off the camper.
I assessed the situation quickly. A beautiful slim black beauty with white floating hair was standing next to a man with a smoking bullet hole in his forehead. Judging by the ruby visor on his forehead the dead man's powers involved some type of ranged energy blast. Their opponent was a man I haven't seen in years, since just before I lost my memories.
When I merged with my counterpart in this reality it was easy to recover the memories the bullet blocked from his conscious mind. My past in this universe is one of lost love and tragedy. I plan to remedy this fact when this reality is more stable. Otherwise my lover is likely to get killed again. This reality is dangerous even to the very powerful. The man in question is my half brother Victor Creed.
Victor is only a few years older than me. We are both over a century old. The dead boy was stupid for trying a ranged attack on someone that old. The boy might have been fast with his energy blasts but Victor was faster with the luger he carried on his person. I remember he took it off a German who unloaded the weapon on him before Victor tore his head off.
"Victor," I screamed in rage as I stalked over to stand closer to the white haired beauty.
"So you finally remember," Victor replied with a smirk as he noticed the woman staring at my cock.
It was too tender to put away when I left the camper and I didn't really have time. By now my dick was healed from the bruises and bite marks. I quickly tucked it away and zipped up.
"Still have your way with the ladies I see," said Victor with a growling voice which snapped the woman out of her staring at my bulge in my pants.
I restrained my aura just a bit so she could form coherent thoughts. It's sometimes difficult to remember how much my aura spikes during sexual activities.
"You killed Scott," screamed the woman as lightning bolts crackled in the air around her.
"Well you've done it now Victor," I commented.
"Yeah," was all Victor had time to say before he was flung into the woods by a mixture of lightning and hurricane force winds.
"Hi my name is Logan, what's yours," I asked.
"Ororo Munroe but I'm called Storm…Scott," she cried softly as she knelt beside the corpse.
"You knew that animal," she asked after I gave her a minute to morn the loss of her friend.
"His name is Victor Creed. He's over a century old…the kid shouldn't have attacked somebody that old like that," I answered.
"Can you help me get him back to our ride," asked Storm pleadingly.
"Hi I'm Rogue," Marie introduced as she felt it was safe to walk up now.
I didn't comment on her new choice of name as I picked up the corpse. We followed the sexy storm back to a sleek black jet. The technology was actually quite impressive for this time period. I took the copilot seat beside Storm after setting Scott down in the back of the jet.
"Do you have any experience flying," asked Storm.
"Yes," I answered with a grin.
Once she took off she let me take the controls. The design of the jet was simple enough compared to some of the alien spacecraft I normally pilot. I could sense Rogue comforting Storm about the loss of her friend. I followed the flight path in the navigational computer and we soon arrived at a mansion in Westchester, New York. I landed in the pad which opened up from the basketball court. It was a tight fit but that has never hindered me before.
I followed Storm out carrying Scott.
"Scott," shouted a beautiful red head as she ran over.
She was crying hard as she touched Scott's cold face. Storm came over and hugged her. The two women cried in each other's arms. They managed to show me a place where I could put Scott's body.
"I'm sorry I'm Jean," greeted the red head.
"It's perfectly understandable. The name is James, James Logan but most just call me Logan or sometimes Wolverine," I greeted.
I managed to see a small smile on her tear streaked features at my charm. I wanted to see more of that smile so let my aura loose just a bit. I was not expecting the reaction my aura elicited. It was like Jean changed almost immediately.
"Well Logan I am very happy to meet you," Jean purred as she backed me up against a wall and pressed herself against me.
My aura has never elicited quite that strong of a reaction before so I decided to peak into Jean's thoughts to find out what the hell was going on.
Jean couldn't understand what was happening to her. When she saw Scott's body she didn't feel quite as bad as she thought she would or should. She always thought that if she lost Scott she would be devastated. While she was upset she didn't quite feel devastated. There had always been a part of her mind whispering to her that Scott just wasn't good enough for her. Their relationship had been rather strained lately. When she met this Logan it was like that part of her telling her Scott wasn't good enough was now telling her Logan is. There was some type of animal attraction about the man which elicited responses from her darker side.
After hearing her conscious thoughts I dug a little deeper into her unconscious mind. I found a being of power which had been suppressed since Jean was a young girl. I saw Jean's first visit from Charles Xavier and Eric Lensherr where Xavier bound Jean's powers because he feared what she would become. The entity in Jean's subconscious was a whole separate personality calling itself Phoenix. Phoenix wasn't evil but just wanted out.
It was more a being of instinct and primal nature. All of the things Jean suppressed the Phoenix thrived on. The power Phoenix had was surprising. If I had to quantify the power level I would say Phoenix could take any ascended Ori or Alteran any day. I would classify Jean as more of an Alteran type personality while Phoenix was more Ori in temperament but with no wish to be worshipped.
My sex god Aura was like pure fuel to flame the fires burning in Phoenix. She thrived on my aura which is why she was now able to influence Jean more. I saw only one alternative to fix the serious split personality Charles Xavier gave Jean; she would need to bond with me. A bond with me would stabilize Jean and allow her to merge with her other half, using my strength to do so.
"Come to my room tonight Jean and I'll make sure you don't have to spend the night alone. I'll provide all the comfort you require," I told her back as I rest my hands on her slender hips.
"Looking forward to it," she purred before nipping my ear once and walking off.
It was time to meet the owner of the mansion, Professor Charles Xavier. I followed his telepathic cues up to his office. There is an unspoken rule which people with power live by. They can make all the moral justifications they like but it always ends up being the people with the greatest power who end up in positions of high authority.
To me Xavier already sounds like Dumbledore. I'll wait to pass judgment after I've been around him awhile. But the fact that I'm already feeding his mental probes false information is pretty damning evidence of the man's character.
"Hello Logan I'm Charles Xavier would you like some breakfast," asked the bald Dumbledore, I mean professor.
"Sure," I agreed.
I followed along as he drove his electric wheelchair down the hall to a kitchen. We found Storm wearing an apron and cooking up some eggs, turkey bacon, and toast.
"We can eat in here…the rest of the students have already eaten," explained Charles.
Soon Ororo sat down beside us after setting the food on the table. When Jean joined us we began to tuck in to the delicious food.
"This is my school for the gifted, mutants. You'll be safe here from Magneto, the mutant who sent Mr. Creed after you," informed Charles.
"Who is this Magneto and why is Victor working for him," I asked.
"A very powerful mutant who believes that a war is brewing between mutants and the rest of humanity…I've been following his activities for some time," answered Xavier.
"That explains why Victor is with him. Victor will go wherever there is war…wherever he can kill," I stated.
"So how about a tour," offered Storm to change the subject.
"I would love one," I agreed as we finished eating.
Ororo led me by the arm out of the kitchen while Jean too my other arm.
"I'll give you the professor's standard speech," said Jean before trying her best to imitate the bald one's accent.
"Anonymity is a mutant's first defense against the world's hostility. To the public we are merely a school for gifted youngsters. Cyclops, Storm, and Jean were some of my first students. I protected them, taught them to control their powers, and in time teach others to do the same. The students are mostly runaways…frightened, alone, some with gifts so extreme that they've become a danger to themselves and those around them, like your friend Rogue," explained Jean as we walked the ground.
"What do the students do after graduation," I asked.
"Well they can either rejoin the world or stay on and become and X-Man," replied Storm.
"The school is our public face. The lower levels are an entirely different matter," continued Jean as we walked below the school.
"The professor met a young man years ago named Eric Lensherr with the power to control magnetic fields. Believing humanity would never accept us Lensherr grew angry and vengeful…he became Magneto," explained Storm.
By the time my tour ended it was dark out.
"I'll show him to his room Storm," informed Jean.
"It will be alright Jean…I'm here for you whatever you need," Storm said comfortingly as she hugged her friend good night.
"Mmm…unfortunately Storm you don't quite have what I'm looking for," purred Jean as she bit her bottom lip and looked me up and down.
Jean grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs to my empty guest room. Pushing me back on the bed she began to strip off her clothes after closing and locking the door with her telekinesis.
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AN2: Remember that these are the Marvel movie verses and not the animated versions.