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Tales From The War : General Hammond

March 7th, 2006 (10:34 am)
creative

current mood: creative

On the 22nd May 2001 a young girl named Dawn Summers was sacrificed in a mystic ritual on a tower in Sunnydale, California. The ensuing collapse of dimensional barriers led to various parallel earths bleeding into each other. The forces of darkness across many worlds took full advantage of the chaos and confusion, invading whole realities at a time.

Worlds fought back. Lines were drawn.

The War began.






23rd May 2001

His name is General Hammond, and he was there when it all began.

"Major Carter!" he snapped out as he entered the SG Command centre, "What in god’s name is going on here?"

"I have absolutely no idea, sir," Carter said, barely looking up from operating the Stargate control systems, her fingers flying over the keyboard. Beside her, Master Sgt Siler cursed loudly and recoiled from his panel as a large electrical spark jumped towards him. Behind her, through the plexi-glass window, a strange greenish tinged energy played over the Stargate.

"Some sort of energy similar to that of the Stargate appears to be interfering in some way with the operation of the gate, sir,” Carter managed to explain over the sound of the warning sirens. “It reminds me of the wavelengths that the quantum mirror gave off in tests, but I can’t see why that would affect the gate now and not before, sir.”

Colonel Jack O’Neill and Daniel Jackson entered in a hurry. “No good, Sam,” panted Daniel, “Whatever’s happening, it’s nothing to do with the mirror at all. No sign of activity or energy with it.”

“In short, it’s dead as a dodo sir,” observed O’Neill.

Sgt Harriman hung up the phone, conferred quickly with another tech and approached General Hammond cautiously. “Sir?” he enquired.

Without taking his eyes off Carter and Siler’s work at the consoles, Hammond grunted “What is it, Walter?”

“There’s an um… situation in California sir,” Sgt Harriman said, flicking through his notes carefully. “The NSA wishes to enquire whether it’s anything to do with us.”

General Hammond’s brow furrowed, and he swung round to stare at his subordinate. “Situation, Sgt? What sort of situation precisely?”

Walter swallowed. “A seven mile high non-moving tornado composed of some strange kind of green energy, sir. Which appears to have given birth to a dragon.”

Hammond blinked. Daniel Jackson decided now was a good time to clean his glasses. Jack O’Neill unabashedly stared.

Walter glanced back at his notes. “And it’s um… all live on CNN at the moment.”

“Sgt!” exploded Hammond, “This is not the time or place for jokes like this!”

“Sir?” said a tech behind them. Turning, they could see a television hastily tuned into CNN. “Yeah,” said O’Neill slowly, “That’s a dragon all right, sir. I’ll just go break the flameproof uniforms out of storage. With your permission, of course.”

“What in heaven’s name is going on?” demanded General Hammond.

In the gateroom behind him, the activated Stargate’s energies imploded in on themselves, and all the consoles blew. Sgt Siler was sent reeling backwards across the floor.

A white, shadowy presence seemed to slowly fade into existence in the gateroom. Before them, floating in the air appeared to be a woman gazing down at them with a strange mixed expression of pity and worry. “Oma Desala…” whispered Daniel.

“It is not usual for us to take any form of direct action,” she said slowly and sadly, “but the situation that has arisen compels us to act for the good of the universe. From this moment onwards, Earth has been set free from the Stargate network. Indeed, to keep this… this collapse from spreading any further, your solar system itself has been sealed off from the outer universe.”

“Dr Jackson!” snapped Hammond, “Can this woman do that?”

Oma bowed her head. “In this matter, I speak for all the Ancients as you term them. Be grateful we did not simply cause your sun to implode.”

Samantha Carter blanched. “We regret this immensely,” Oma continued, “But for the sake of the universe, this must be done quickly before the Vortex can spread beyond your planet. Farewell – we will not speak again.”

And with that, her form faded away until no traces could be seen.

The silence was broken by General Hammond. “Very well!” he snapped, “We appear to have several problems right now. Major Carter, Sgt Siler – get the Stargate up and running again. I don’t care what that woman said – try everything.”

He turned to Daniel. “Dr Jackson, you are coming with me to brief the President on everything you can remember about the Ancients and your previous encounter with Oma Desala. And you can also tell me everything you know about whatever kind of vortex she mentioned.”

Daniel nodded and pushed his glasses up a little further up his nose. "Extraordinary..." he said quietly, "To think that we were so close to the creators of the Stargate, and yet so far..."

General Hammond turned to O’Neill. Jack raised his hands up in protest. "Whoa! Don’t say what I think you’re gonna say, General."

"Colonel O’Neill," said General Hammond, "Bring me that dragon."

Jack closed his eyes in pain. "He said it."

“Sir!” said a distraught Carter, “If she’s right…. Then the SG teams offworld are marooned where they are. That includes Teal’c, sir.”

Hammond paused for a moment, hurt and pain clearly written across his face. “Then you had better get started on those repairs, Major Carter,” he said eventually, and exited.

Jack caught Sam’s eye. “We’ll get him back, I promise. We’ve got out of worse before.” Sam nodded, stood herself up straighter and took a deep breath.

Taking the notepad from Sgt Harriman, Jack flicked through the notes scrawled down. "I’ll see you after I get done playing St George in wherever Sunnydale Flats is."



Author’s Notes and Timeline

Comments

Posted by: Laney (laney_1974)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 02:52 am (UTC)

I’ll just go break the flameproof uniforms out of storage. With your permission, of course.”

*dies*

There will be more of it, yes? Please? Pretty please? I'm willing to pay in cookies!

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 02:59 am (UTC)
Red Peril (City of Villians)

Every day this week to start with, but no SG-1 viewpoint, alas.

Glad you liked. Please tell me I'm not crazy....

Posted by: Laney (laney_1974)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 03:02 am (UTC)

You're mad as a hatter You're not crazy! :P

Seriously, it's good. Really good. I don't read SG-1 crossovers as a rule because of influence... but this, this I'm definitely going to break my rule for.

Posted by: Marcus L. Rowland (ffutures)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 03:08 am (UTC)

The question I have to ask is what Hammond plans to do with the dragon when he has it?

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 03:10 am (UTC)
Serenity - River with sword

I'm not entirely sure he's thought this through enough so far. Nobody's quite realised the scale of the problem yet.

Posted by: uninvitedCat (uninvitedcat)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 04:13 am (UTC)

Heh! Nice start! Of course, having read the post above this first, I know what you're aiming to do, and it's looking very very interesting.

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 06:40 pm (UTC)
Eureka Ninth Doc

The beauty of the system is that I can drop or re-visit any thread as I want. Sometimes, I suspect leaving things to the imagination will be best...

Thanks!

Posted by: keith5by5 (keith5by5)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 04:53 am (UTC)

Love your use of the Ancients, really gives your story gravitas, shows how serious the sitch is...

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 06:44 pm (UTC)
Drama draught [samiamicons]

Logical that they would get involved in something like this, and also helps from a story-telling viewpoint as it provides a boundary for the whole set-up. This barring from space, and the implied mirroring throughout the series of parallel earths, forces everyone (and me!) to develop stuff from what they have there and then.

Similiar reasoning as to why I'm barring super-heroes too. Thanks for the kind words.

Posted by: keith5by5 (keith5by5)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 11:44 pm (UTC)

Plus it gives the whole invasion impact, I mean if it scares the Ancients, it's big...

Posted by: Anne (norwegianne)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 04:57 am (UTC)
play stupid

Enjoyed v. much. Thanks. :D

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 06:44 pm (UTC)
Serenity - River with sword

Glad you liked it. *beams*

Posted by: Helenka (helenkacan)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 05:33 am (UTC)

You said your mood was "creative" and you weren't kidding. I think this is a fab premise and can't wait to see how you resolve it.

Anticipatory hugs,
H.

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 06:38 pm (UTC)
Big Ben [aryas_icons]

I'm either going to be thought a genius or a complete lunatic. It seems to be one of those either/or situations - and that's just my own personal feelings. :D

As for a resolution, I wouldn't put any money on that....

Posted by: JaneDavitt (janedavitt)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 06:07 am (UTC)
jackpatchbypax89

Wow! this is stunningly entertaining; love it.

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 06:45 pm (UTC)
Which show [icon-lowdownbeat]

Hee! Thanks for the compliment - hope you like future parts, even if I don't get back to SG-1 for a while.

Posted by: jedibuttercup (jedibuttercup)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 09:43 am (UTC)

So far, so good. I look forward to seeing where you go with this-- I'm a big fan of Buffy/SG-1 crossovers. =)

I have a quibble, though, hope you don't mind:

> He turned to Daniel. "Dr Jackson, you are coming with me to brief the President on everything you can remember about your time with Oma Desala and the Ancients. And you can also tell me everything you know about whatever kind of vortex she mentioned."

If this takes place after Season 4 of SG-1, then Sam is a Major, not a Captain, and Daniel has not been with the Ancients. He visited Oma on her own world seeking Shifu that once, but he hasn't died and gone to live with them yet, and I'm not sure he even thought of her as an "Ancient" at that point; she was identified more as "Mother Nature".

I'm sure you have these resources tapped already, but I'll mention them again because they're a great help to me keeping things like this straight:

* Gateworld.Net, which has transcripts of all the early episodes

* RDAnderson.com's Mission Database, which has an extraordinary wealth of details for every episode up through Season 8.

Posted by: Laney (laney_1974)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 02:09 pm (UTC)

and I'm not sure he even thought of her as an "Ancient" at that point

You're absolutely right. They didn't find out 'The Others' were the Ancients until Season 7 finale, Full Circule.

Posted by: Laney (laney_1974)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 02:10 pm (UTC)

Season six, not seven.

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 06:36 pm (UTC)
Call me Stupid (sg1)

That, at least, I had remembered. Unfortunately, I didn't quite make it clear in the text. Hopefully the changes will help.

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 06:24 pm (UTC)
Head-desky [lurker32]

*head-desk*

The Captain/Major Carter thing is an old problem of mine that I keep forgetting about. One day I'll get it right...

I was trying to suggest that Oma revealed that she was an Ancient to them during that statement, but didn't quite get that across. Will re-phrase the second statement too.

Thanks for the feedback and help!

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 06:32 pm (UTC)
Call me Stupid (sg1)

Switched to:

He turned to Daniel. “Dr Jackson, you are coming with me to brief the President on everything you can remember about the Ancients and your previous encounter with Oma Desala. And you can also tell me everything you know about whatever kind of vortex she mentioned.”

Daniel nodded and pushed his glasses up a little further up his nose. “Extraordinary...” he said quietly, “To think that we were so close to the creators of the Stargate, and yet so far…”

General Hammond turned to O’Neill. Jack raised his hands up in protest. “Whoa! Don’t say what I think you’re gonna say, General."


I think that works better.

Posted by: Piffle, yes, but superior piffle. (hardlyfatal)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 10:58 am (UTC)
candid beckett

Intriguing start, can't wait to see where you go with it!

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 7th, 2006 06:49 pm (UTC)

Thanks. It's one of those What-If's that I've had slowly simmering at the back of my head for over a year now, evolving from a piece never written that would have been entitled "The Apocalypse Patrol". It just felt.... larger, more ripe with potential.

And the best of it is, that it can go almost anywhere. *happy grin*

Posted by: Spectacularly Adequate Empress (empressvesica)
Posted at: March 8th, 2006 09:50 am (UTC)

Obviously I still haven't seen enough SGanything. *is disappointed she didn't get this*

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