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Chapter #29: The Way to Cybrex Alpha New
We were almost done with rederiving all of the equations — maybe two days away at most — when Elder James pulled me from the room. "We've found a Cybrex Facility."

I felt my eyes widen. "Already?! I was expecting it to take another few months!"

The Elder shrugged. "We got lucky. We're getting a team together. You have five hours before one of our ships arrives at a Stargate. You have until then to get yourself ready."

I nodded. "Yes, Elder."

I immediately returned to the room to inform the others that I would be leaving and rushed to my room to gather a few sets of extra clothes as well as anything else I might need. Then I rushed to the Stargate to find that I still had four hours before we would leave.

I reluctantly sat down to wait. During my break time, I continued other projects. Mostly, I was coding for the unfinished constructor. Removing the Analog Circuits had meant that I could do a lot more with the device than I had previously planned. It also meant that I had a LOT more coding to do.

The more I used the THOS Operating System, the more I liked it. It was responsive and easy to use. I remember a saying from my first life; "fast, good, or cheap; pick two." Well, the THOS system had clearly NOT been cheap, and I very much doubted that it had been made in a hurry. It had clearly been developed over the course of years, if not decades. The designers had gone all in on "good." I suppose that's what it takes to have an operating system that can last for centuries.

Over the following four hours, people started appearing near the Stargate until there were about fifty people in total. Finally, Elder James arrived. The gate began dialing as an incoming wormhole burst to life. Arktos walked through alongside a small cohort of a half dozen Jaffa.

The Wormhole shut down behind them and not even a few seconds later, the gate began dialing again. This time, the contingent was from Dendred. Along with them came Lady Isetri which I found rather surprising. I haven't seen her in several weeks now.

Arktos and Ma'chello approached Elder James. Arktos began. "The Al'kesh has landed and is awaiting our arrival."

Elder James activated his radio. "Dial the gate. We're heading out."

Immediately the Stargate jumped to life as the ring started spinning.

With a woosh the Gate dialed and we all passed through.

First Perk Activated. Partial Blueprint Acquired: Astria Porta (Stargate)
  • Rematerializer

On the other side, I hurriedly walked over to the DHD to grab the partial blueprint from that as well.

First Perk Activated. Partial Blueprint Acquired: Clavis (DHD)
  • Safety Systems

Man… The stargates were some REALLY complex devices. The Goa'uld computers were almost a joke in comparison.

Next, I turned my attention to the nearby Al'kesh, the landing ramp was open and waiting for us to enter. I turned back to the gate as Elder James, Arktos, and Ma'chello passed through. The gate shutdown behind them.

All of us quickly made our way over to the Al'kesh. It was a bit of a tight fit, but the Al'kesh was designed to hold 50 Jaffa for longer missions, so we didn't have any issues all fitting on board.

Behind us, the boarding ramp closed and the vessel took off. Within a minute, we had entered Hyperspace. Now, I had a bit over two days before we would arrive at our final destination.

I plopped down near one of the walls and pulled out my compad once more to continue my work. Once I had the first constructor done, I could start really pumping the things out. While a single constructor wouldn't be able to fully assemble another one from scratch, it could produce all the parts needed for a second such device.

Once this was done, I'd have to start designing proper conveyor systems. Then miners and smelters. Though, I'd probably need to design a special device for smelting naquadah. Or maybe not; it was pretty similar to Satisfactory's Caterium. I might not need anything after all. that would be well in the future either way. .

One of the villagers approached me. "The Elder wants to talk with you."

I stood up and followed him to the bridge where a small 3d-projection was displayed in the center of the room, using a pretty basic Goa'uld projector. Yeah, that was definitely much more advanced than the Star League Holotable. Those things could barely manage a few individual colors.

Elder James nodded to me. "Arthur. This is the facility."

I examined the projection more closely. From the massive dish and the collection of other antennae I could make a good guess as to the nature of the facility. "This looks to be a listening post of some kind, no?"

Elder James nodded. "That is our current assumption. We have confirmed that there are a pair of what appear to be shuttlecraft of some sort as well."

I nodded. "Alright, what are we going to be doing with the facility?"

Elder James looked to Arktos. "We will be removing all technology we can. Once that has been completed, we will attempt to tow it through Hyperspace to Dendred where it can be further examined."

I raised an eyebrow. "And you can tow the thing?"

Arktos nodded. "The return trip will take a bit more than two weeks, but it can be done."

I nodded. "Alright, what do you need me for?"

Elder James continued. "You'll be handling the primary computer system here. Attempt to retrieve what information you can from it. From there you'll be responsible for disassembly."

"I can probably do that. Do you need anything else from me?"

They all responded in the negative, so I returned to the main cargo hold. Time for a new project while I waited. I had to make a translator for the Cybrex video and text formats.

Quick estimate, it would probably take me a few hours.

That was finished pretty quick, and then I returned to working on my constructor code. Like that, two days passed and we approached our destination. About fifteen minutes out, I got changed into my vacuum suit. I quickly rushed up to the bridge once I was changed and watched as we exited hyperspace only a few kilometers from the facility.

Elder James grabbed his radio and spoke. "This is Elder James and the Investigation party. You are clear to decloak."

Moments later, the reply. "Understood. Decloaking."

A Tel'tak came into view out the front view port. Elder James continued. "We'll be examining this facility first. Then we'll move on to the other Object."

I raised an eyebrow. "Other object?"

Elder James nodded. "They apparently found a ship floating in space near one of the system's dwarf planets."

I raised an eyebrow but said no more. Our vessel approached the Asteroid and pulled up right alongside it. I felt the extension of the ship's port airlock extend towards the asteroid and catch onto it.

The pilot turned towards us slightly. "We're connected. You're clear to enter."

Elder James nodded. "Good. Arthur, you're with me. We're going first."

I quickly followed behind the Elder. I made sure to put on my helmet and seal it then followed Elder James into the airlock. The air was cycled out and the external door opened to reveal a rather dark set of corridors. The moment my hand touched the wall so I could stabilize myself, my perk dumped knowledge into my head.

First Perk Activated. Partial Blueprint Acquired: Cybrex Listening Post
  • Computational System

I raised an eyebrow. So this was the facility from Stellaris, or maybe one of many such facilities. In the game, you could happen across a Cybrex Listening Post where the AI had been abandoned for 50,000 years before it fried itself.

Well, there was a pretty easy way to check whether that was the case or not. I took the lead from the Elder and made my way to the room filled with stacks upon stacks of computers.

I nodded as I looked over at a particular section. "Elder, the AI for this station is out of commission. It looks like it probably fried itself."

The Elder raised an eyebrow. "Fried itself?"

I pointed towards the collection of computers that showed signs of singeing. "Entirely too much current was shoved through those. They fried themselves, and the rest of the room isn't receiving any power at all. If I was to assume, I'd say that the AI probably redirected all the current to its central processing."

The Elder nodded. "Well, get to work. I'll have one of the other teams in here to assist you in a moment."

I nodded and began searching the room. I quickly found the power control station and redirected the power away from the AI and towards the other systems. Unfortunately, this was also when I found out that I was working with a newer version of the Cybrex video format. I would have to make some modifications before I could properly start decoding the information stored in this facility.

As the lights came on, my assistants… hehe, I had my own assistants… entered the room. I nodded to them and gestured to the now fried computational core. "We're starting over here. I'm going to have to make some modifications before we can start accessing the facility's memory."

I quickly showed them how to disassemble one of the computing shelves and while they got to work, I started making modifications to the program. Luckily making the necessary changes only took a little more than half an hour.

Stretching, I saw that the team was a little more than halfway done with the first of the cores. These shelves had been made to be highly modular. That meant that taking them apart was pretty easy. Unfortunately there were a lot of them. Nonetheless, they were going faster than I had expected, so I left them to it.

Next, I plugged my compad into the first of several thousand memory storage blocks. This first one contained nothing but astronomical data. Much of it was raw, but there were also a lot of pointers towards data stored in other blocks.

Looking through the data, it seemed that it was generally organized by what portion of the sky it was aiming at. The most data was gathered between a period approximately 600,000 years ago to 550,000 years ago. After that point the amount of data gathered was significantly decreased.

As I stared through the data, I froze. Could it really be this easy?

I had originally discounted the probability of finding Cybrex Alpha through the stars that appeared in the video. Assuming the system was a similar distance from the galactic core as Sol, that would have meant that the system had moved a distance of 440 Light Years since the video was taken. Such a significant amount of Stellar Drift would have made the pattern of stars useless.

That changed with this data. This was a tracking record of every star within visual range of this outpost. Assuming we could parse the data accurately, we could search through these records to identify which stars were in the sky surrounding Cybrex Alpha. Once we had that, we had the system we were looking for.

I stared incredulously at the compad. "No way… it can't be this easy."

High-volume data processing; this was the task that the Cobalt-Eye was designed for. Hook up these servers to the ship, and she could start running through them.

I took a deep breath. Not yet. I still had a lot of these to search for, and it's always possible that none of these line up with the stars found in the recording of Cybrex Alpha.

There was a lot of data here too. Hundreds of millenia of near constant recording. It'd probably make anyone who studied astronomy weep with joy. It was all highly organized, but I had no question that trying to match the star patterns would take a considerable period of time.

I took a deep breath. I needed to go speak with the Elder.

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Author's Note:

Cough: so I accidentally gave the MC a way to find Cybrex Alpha. I planned to have them spend a few more chapters searching, but this works out too.

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Chapter #30: Looking Toward the Future New
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POV: Arthur Sinclair
Three Days Later.

I walked behind as the first set of memory blocks were dragged through the Stargate. The second Al'kesh, crewed by ST02, arrived two days later. The second Al'kesh had brought a Stargate and a DHD. We had been disassembling the computer lab for nearly 48 hours straight, and it was good to finally be able to start moving equipment.

I quickly grabbed the partial blueprints from the two pieces of Ancient tech.

First Perk Activated. Partial Blueprint Acquired: Astria Porta (Stargate)
  • Naquadah Chassis

First Perk Activated. Partial Blueprint Acquired: Clavis (DHD)
  • Computational Systems

Then, I floated after the components as they were gently passed through the gate. I followed behind the first group of components and nearly stumbled as I stepped foot on the ground just outside the Village.

I immediately got out of the way so that the packages behind me could follow. I took off my helmet. I hadn't smelled the fresh air in entirely too long. I would be here for a day before I headed back. My job now was to start hooking up all the storage blocks to the Cobalt-Eye so that it could start examining the data.

I followed the first of the carts up to the Leopard SLS Somerset. From there, it was up to the Manassas through the Transport Ring and then over to the Cobalt Eye's storage bay.

So, I got to work. I started with sharing the cybrex-data format information with the ship's AI. By the time that was done, almost 50 of the memory blocks had been brought in. And There were 1600 of them in total. I was going to be here for a while.

Luckily, I had assistants, and hooking up a block was MUCH easier than disassembling one.

It was about an hour in, as I connected one of the blocks, that the AI spoke over the ship's intercom. "There is an unidentified program currently active on that memory block."

I immediately disconnected the block. "Do you know what it was doing?"

The AI's response was immediate. "No."

I frowned. "Any cross contamination?"

The response this time took several seconds."Full system diagnosis complete. No contamination. The program has not been designed to access Star League systems."

I let out a deep sigh. "Alright. I'll have to disable the internal computing and start reading the memory from scratch. Make sure to say so if any other memory blocks contain unidentified programs."

Immediately, I grabbed my equipment and started cutting. These memory blocks couldn't be disassembled once assembled. That meant I would have to cut it open to get a look at the interior. Once I was in, there was a small section of the device which contained a battery and a very simple computer that was used for communicating with the other memory blocks. I immediately cut that piece out.

Next, I had to hook up the memory directly to the ship so that it could begin reading through the raw memory. This alone took nearly an hour – for reference, hooking up one of the memory blocks took barely five minutes.

Nonetheless, once it was done, the AI began working through the raw data of the block. I took the elevator to the bridge where the nearest secure terminal was located. Taking a seat and strapping myself in, I spoke to the AI. "Alright, show me what you've found."

"Nothing yet. Parsing the data is significantly more time consuming without the assistance of the connected indexer."

I shrugged. "Can we start with the most recently updated memory?"

The AI was quiet for a moment. "There is a block of memory that has been wiped."

I sat back and scowled. Running through the Cybrex code in my mind, I spoke to the AI. "Check the Read-Only memory."

Several moments passed. "There is unusual code in what I believe to be the equivalent of the BIOS."

I nodded. "What would happen if that code was run?"

The AI replied immediately. "It uses seemingly random strings of code from the memory to reassemble code into the previously deleted memory."

I nodded. "Can you simulate running the code without actually running it?"

"Yes. Shall I do so?" The AI queried.

"Yes." Barely a second later, the AI responded. "The Blank section of memory is overridden. I do not know what this new code does."

I raised an eyebrow. "Show me."

Several hundred lines of code – all in what appeared to be some sort of assembly language – started loading on my screen. My perk activated as I looked at it.

First Perk Activated. Complete Knowledge Acquired: Contingency Protocol (Cybrex)

I slowly sat back as my perk dumped the knowledge into my head. I shuddered. I pulled out a Compad and plugged it into the AI. "Dump this code onto my compad. Erase all examples of this code. Especially from any backups or secondary systems. Make sure that no examples remain in any of your systems."

"Understood." The AI replied. Several moments later, a second reply came. "Task completed."

I nodded. "Immediately disconnect any further storage blocks that have any further unidentified programs. We'll have to use the raw data on those."

It seemed that the Contingency was at least partially responsible for the Cybrex rising against their makers. That wasn't all that surprising. I'd have to bring this to Elder James immediately.

I told my assistants to do as the AI said, and went to go find Elder James.

He was gathered alongside Elder Callum onboard the Leopard SLS Somerset's bridge. "Elder. I found something."

He raised an eyebrow but gestured for me to continue. I pulled out my compad and placed it on the table. "The Cobalt Eye's AI discovered a program hidden in one of the storage blocks. We disassembled it and found this."

Elder James nodded. "Alright. What is 'this'."

I really didn't know how to say this. "Well, I think it's the code that originally made the Cybrex turn Genocidal."

Elder James' eyes narrowed instantly. "What?"

I nodded. "Yeah. It looks like this might have been why the station was abandoned. The facilities AI was compromised."

Behind Elder James, Elder Callum spoke, "wow, wow, wow, are you sure that it's safe for the AI to interact with this."

I shrugged. "Fairly certain. This code was designed to work specifically with Cybrex systems. Star League systems operate on the same basic principles, but the execution is so totally different that it doesn't really matter."

I paused and chuckled lightly. "Elders, can I be totally frank for a moment? The Terran Hegemony – hell, it probably started back during the Alliance – very quickly ran into issues with miniaturizing their basic transistors. The Star League has been using the same basic technology and concepts from a thousand years in the past, but the architecture and software have been optimized so much that it can give hardware several centuries more advanced a run for its money. Hell, you have a leg up on even Goa'uld tech. I highly doubt that any program not specifically designed to break through Star League systems will be capable of doing so, even with several hundred or even thousand times the computing power."

My slight rant seemed to have put everyone in the room somewhat at ease. I nodded. "To be safe, I have already ordered the AI to disconnect from any storage blocks with the same code built in. It'll have to search through those blocks manually."

Elder James nodded. "How much time will that add to the search process?"

I shrugged. "Not much. Maybe a few days at most to the maximum possible search time. As it stands, we could be looking at a maximum time of about three years. That is if all of the information about the Cybrex Alpha system happens to be in a single Storage Block. Realistically, I'd say probably seven months. The data is really spread out, and we'd just need to identify three or four stars to start narrowing down the search significantly."

The Elder nodded. "Alright. Thank you for keeping us informed. I'll trust that you know what you're doing."

I nodded and prepared to leave the room. "Wait." I turned to see Elder James stopping me.

He took a deep breath. "You will be accompanying me to future meetings with the Dendredans and Jaffa."

I raised an eyebrow. "Elder, I'm already pretty busy."

He shook his head. "Arthur, you don't seem to understand how important you are. Now, I can let you lock yourself away in the engineering deck for the next twenty years, but is that really what you want?"

I was almost speechless for a moment, but I quickly found my voice. "No."

Elder James nodded. "Good. Even ignoring your father – and grandfather – you have shown excellent decision making skills and patience. When I've needed you to follow orders, you've done so. When you've had to operate on your own, you've done so. From this point forward, I expect you to start taking a more central role. Now, what is it that you want?"

I already knew my answer. "I want to rebuild the Inner Sphere and I want to remove the Goa'uld."

Elder Callum behind him raised an eyebrow. "Damn, those are some serious goals, kid."

I nodded and Elder James dismissed me. Back to hooking in the Storage Blocks.

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POV: James Cromwell

I watched Arthur leave.

Callum snorted behind me, "So you're choosing him to be your protege, huh?"

I nodded gently. Callum raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

I looked at him for a moment, then I realized that I hadn't shown him the results of the Inheritance Test. I pulled out my compad and passed it over to him.

Callum froze, like a deer in headlights. He put it down and groaned. "Fuck me. Grandson of Simon Cameron, Great Grandson of Takiro Kurita. That's some hellish parentage."

I nodded. "If he wanted to focus on building, then he could have done just that. Since he's decided he wants to rebuild the Inner Sphere, I better make sure he's ready for what that's going to entail."

Callum groaned. "If his 'meta-knowledge' is accurate, then a lot of people are going to die."

I nodded. "Enough of this. Keep going with the report."

Callum immediately returned to a more serious appearance and continued from where he was before Arthur entered the room.

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POV: Arthur Sinclair

Over the next six days, the rest of the 1600 storage blocks as well as the collection of computational blocks were all brought through the Stargate.

I also got my chance to look at the Cybrex shuttles.

First Perk Activated. Partial Blueprint Acquired: Cybrex Shuttle
  • Cybrex Impulse Thruster, Cybrex Auto-Cannon

Frankly, I was flabbergasted when I discovered that the Cybrex Impulse Thrusters were even more powerful than the Goa'uld Gravitic pushers. I would have to do some research into these things at a later date.

Finally, the Cybrex Listening Post was connected up to an Al'kesh, and the ship began the long journey back to Dendred. It would have to make several stops to let its Hyperdrive cool down, which would extend the expected two week journey to three weeks.

In other news, the jump drive of the BSG Daedalus had finally been fully re-aligned. It had taken nearly a month – two weeks longer than expected, but it had been completed nonetheless. The ship was now safely in orbit of Dendred.

Deimos – as the AI had liked to be called – was much more heavily damaged than the Daedalus, so it was expected to take a lot more time before the Jump Drive would be properly calibrated.

Finally, while I had been busy with the Cybrex Listening post, the Manassas' Engineers had started with making proper repairs to the drive. They had been working off of poor assumptions previously since they just didn't know what had caused the issue. Now that the main cause had been dealt with, they had started backtracking all the damaged components. Luckily, the Drive Core itself was still in near perfect condition.

If the Drive Core had been damaged then any hope of having the vessel ever make a jump had been effectively dumped out the window. The only way to fix the Drive Core would have been to completely replace it, and that just wasn't feasible with current resources.

People had also started to slowly move out of the village and to the new backup site. I say backup site. Soon enough it would be less of a backup site and more primary base of operations. Apparently the Jaffa have started moving their younger members to the site as well.

Most importantly, no one really needed me for anything at the moment, and at my request, Elder James had agreed to let me focus on completing the first constructor. So, this was my main project for the next several weeks, and I was not going to waste my time.

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Author's Note:
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Chapter #31: The Constructor New
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POV: James Cromwell



It had been a bit over three weeks since I had let Arthur off the leash. He had spent almost eight hours every day working on completing his Constructor device. He had claimed that he wouldn't need more than another two weeks to complete it at the start, but he later retracted that statement; something about forgetting the 90-10 rule.



Arthur had taken one of the Leopard's bays for his personal use. Now it was time to see the fruits of his labors. The machine he presented was quite large, with a single central press. The side had a pair of robotic arms attached to rails so that they could traverse the entire length of the device. The front and back of the device seemed to be meant for a conveyor of some sort.



I spotted Arthur on the far side of the machine. He looked up at us and away from his compad and up towards us. He smiled cheerily. "Elders! Thank you for coming. I just finished the initial diagnostics."



I raised an eyebrow but nodded. "What will you be showing us?"



He pulled out several steel ingots, apparently fresh from Dendred's only functional Steel Plant – something that Ares had guarded almost jealously before. Previously, the steel had been used for making pickaxes and the like. Now, most of it was going towards repairing the vessels in orbit.



Arthur placed the ingot on the entrance and stepped away. Returning his attention to his compad, he pressed a button and the machine came to life. The Ingot slowly moved into the device. I could vaguely see the ingot centered in the machine. That was the last I saw of it. Both the arms moved, seemingly to align something within the massive metal press; then they both retreated away from the press and the air filled with the hissing of compressed air as a massive piston pushed the pair of plates together.



For several moments, the two pistons pushed against one another, then they retreated. Arthur walked to the other end of the machine and picked up the end result. A single piece blade of some sort. I didn't quite recognize what it was for.



Callum seemed flabbergasted. "How the hell do you make something like that without a mold?"



I nodded alongside him. Arthur chuckled as well. "Some rather precise usage of electromagnets. When working with metal, it strips all the free electrons then uses extremely powerful magnetic fields to realign the entire object in a matter of microseconds."



Callum seemed to raise an eyebrow. "So it only works with metals?"



Arthur shook his head. "No, it works with plastics and other such materials. Just not nearly as well. It also functions as a hydraulic press."



I was impressed, to say the least. "Can you make more of them?"



Arthur chuckled. "That's the whole point. There are 339 individual components. The device can make one component every minute – and some of the smaller components can be made in batches. Every single component can be produced by this machine. I can have all the components created in six to seven hours. Assembly will take a couple of days though."



He seemed to falter for a moment. "There's just one issue. I need a compad or a noteputor to control each one. Now, I was originally planning on using an analog circuit for this, but using a proper digital device provides a lot more control over the entire process and means I can basically create blueprints for a device on the fly."



I raised an eyebrow. "How many compads do we have in storage?"



Arthur's response was immediate. "Three thousand, two hundred, and eighty."



He made it sound like we had none. I gently rubbed my beard. Quite frankly, this device was beyond my greatest expectations. I turned to Arthur. "How many materials can it use at once?"



He winced. "Two, absolute max, and that would take serious preparation and testing. It will probably lead to a significantly larger number of failures. If you used just one then I can pretty much guarantee a perfect outcome 100% of the time…"



I nodded. So it was mostly only capable of reforming a single material. That was already a lot. I'd have to get Ma'chello over here and start discussing more extensive production lines. This prototype would have to be moved to the Backup site. We'll have to bring it up in the next meeting.



I nodded. "You've done well, Arthur. We'll be bringing this up with Ma'chello at the next meeting. We'll see how many more of these things we can make then."



He nodded. "Understood."



I turned to leave. I had more paperwork to do. "Give me a list of things that this could be used for in the immediate future."



He nodded once more. "Yes, Elder."



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POV: Arthur Sinclair



We stood before a clearing on Mycena. In the distance, I could just make out the appearance of Ares' Ha'tak motherships. Before me, however, lay six Al'kesh and a Dozen Telk'taks.



Standing in a neat row, were a collection of Villagers and Jaffa. Elder James and Arktos had come to an agreement. Arktos had offered ships for the expedition to the Inner Sphere, though I don't know what it is that he got from the exchange, I doubted it was a small price.



What really surprised me however, was that the Jaffa had given up their normal armor and had instead equipped SLDF Uniforms. Quite frankly, I was flabbergasted. Even more surprising was that the mark of Ares on the brow of each of the Jaffa was gone.



Elder James gave me a quick look and spoke. "Stop staring."



I coughed. "Yes, Elder."



The Elder was in full white SLDF Uniform, with his rank insignia and full regalia on display.

We approached Arktos and his retinue. Elder James nodded and turned to the assembled crowd. "For those of you from the village, you probably do not know what it is that you have been training for. Well, it is time I told you. Over the next seventeen months, you will be making a trip to the Inner Sphere."



There was a slight murmur through the crowd. Elder James continued. "Many of you were Jaffa. You have abandoned the mark of Ares, and decided to live as free men. I have spoken to each and every one of you. Now is your last chance to leave. You serve no one but those you choose of your own will."



Elder James waited for several moments. No one moved. "Excellent. None of you know where my people come. We are what you would call Tau'ri – the people of the first world."



There were several sharp intakes of breath – even Arktos looked genuinely surprised. I suppose we had yet to inform him of our origin.



Elder James continued. "I have spoken to each and every one of you. I know that none of you will let me down. Good luck to you all."



Elder James saluted and the entire line gave a full salute back. The Elder dropped his arm and nodded. "You are all clear to launch. Your route has been decided on. You will be making a stop approximately once every two weeks, so don't worry about getting cramped."



The entire line dropped and began making their way to their ships. All of us watched in silence as the vessels slowly took off and then – all together – rocketed into orbit. There was a bright flash and they were gone.



I turned to look at the Elder and Arktos. "So, why were the Jaffa wearing SLDF Uniforms?"



Arktos smiled lightly. "They are the first, the rest will follow. We will no longer be Jaffa – servants for the Goa'uld."



I blinked. Not even Teal'c had gone so far… he really wasn't kidding during that meeting huh.



Arktos turned to Elder James. "Your people are the Tau'ri?"



Elder James nodded. "I can't exactly prove it, but we can prove that our ancestors have lived on Terra – it used to be called Earth – for the past 30,000 years at least. Before that, we weren't even humans. We were just another species of monkey, but if we count our non-human ancestors as well, we have a record going back nearly a billion years."



Arktos simply raised an eyebrow. "Your people have come far since you were forgotten."



Elder James smiled bitterly. "Perhaps we would have gotten farther had we not been so single mindedly focused on killing each other."



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POV: Elana Morretti - SLS Manassas, Chief Medical Officer



I felt more relaxed than I had in years… since before Amaris had decided to start his damned civil war. That wasn't normal.



My eyes shot open as I sat up. I was in an excessively gaudy room, the walls were covered in what appeared to be Ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics, with a single entrance leading directly to the chamber I sat in.



I suddenly heard the approach of boots and I immediately went for my weapon only to find it was not there. Looking down, I saw that I was still wearing the same medical gown that I had been when I entered the Stasis Tube. There was something very strange going on.



I turned just in time to see a short, older man enter the room. He wore an SLDF uniform with the rank of captain. His nametag read Cromwell. I stared at the man for several long seconds. This… this was Captain Cromwell? He looked fifty years older than the last time I'd seen him.



"Lieutenant Morretti," he spoke and I immediately recognized his voice. "We have a lot to talk about. Why don't you get out of the Sarcophagus so that we can get the next person into the device?"



This was the captain? The same man who was on the verge of causing a mutiny? He coughed once.



"Ohhhh. Right." I quickly stood and got out of the way as the people began working with the stasis tube.



It took me a few brief moments to realize what was going on; they were opening bypassing all the Stasis Tubes safety features in order to get it opened immediately.



"What the hell are you doing?" I quickly rushed up to stop them, and they all seemed rather surprised. The Captain quickly stopped me. "Don't worry. The person died before he was stuck in the tube. We've just been using the device to ensure that his body remains preserved."



I ignored his words. I watched as the people carefully picked up a body wearing an unfamiliar uniform and placed him where I had been just moments prior. Suddenly, the interior of the crate lit up with white light. I heard the sound of grinding stone as the lid slowly crept shut.



Finally I turned to face the man who was holding me back. "Sir, what the hell is going on?"



The man – chuckled lightly. "That is a long story. Let's get something to eat and I'll give you a rundown.



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POV: Arthur Sinclair



I was finally going to the Backup site. My constructor had been loaded onto a cart and prepared for transport. The gate was dialed and I watched the device – as well as several large trailers filled to the brim with raw materials – passed through the gate. Finally it was my turn to pass through. I quickly rushed through.



The moment I was on the other side, information rushed into my head



First Perk Activated. Complete Blueprint Acquired: Astria Porta (Stargate)
  • Custodia Astria (Lantean Anti-Daemonic Wards)



"…"



"…"



"…"



"WHAT THE HELL!"

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Author's Note:
Anyway. That happened.
 
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