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Summary: It’s gonna be okay. I’ve been to Earth. I know where it is, and I’m gonna take us there. And I brought some friends with me.

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Stargate > Non-BtVS/AtS StoriesBrendanMFR1331,6820278,97228 Mar 076 Apr 08No

And This is Not Our Fate

Title: And This Is Not Our Fate
Series: Battlegate
Author: BrendanM

Summary: The battle begins.

Spoilers: Season 3 Finale, “Crossroads”. Season 10 for SG1.

Disclaimer: I don’t own this stuff, Moore/Eick and RDA/Gecko/MGM do. I’m not making any money here, and I promise that I’ll give them back in a little bit; exactly as I found them, complete with all the little pieces.

Previous Chapters can be found here.



“Sir,” Dualla announced, “I have a call for you. It’s the commander of the Earth fleet. He’d like to talk with you, Sir.”

“Put it through to the phone.”

“Aye Sir.” She switched her headset back on. “Sir? I have Admiral Adama for you.” She flipped a few more switches and declared, “Go ahead, Sir.”

Adama, Tigh, and Roslin all picked up the phones at the same time.

“This is Admiral Adama.”

“Admiral, this is Major General Jack O’Neill of the United States Air Force. Looks like you’re a little busy. After we get this mopped up, what would you say to a meeting?”

Adama looked over at the president. She nodded.

"We look forward to it," he replied into the phone.

"All right, then. We'll send some people over when this is over." He appended, "Oh... By the way... We've got another cruiser inbound, but she's running late. We'd really appreciate it if you didn't fire on her when she drops out of hyperspace."

Saul Tigh looked over at Adama and mouthed, "Hyperspace?"

Adama merely shrugged and responded with, "We'll do our best."

"All right, then. See you in a bit. O'Neill out." The connection went dead.

Adama hung the phone up, as did the other two. They looked at each other.

This was going to be a long day.

~#~#~#~#~

Apollo watched with wide eyes as Odyssey pushed its way out from the nebula. "Holy Frak," he muttered under his breath. The Earth ship was not quite half as big as Galactica was, but it was impressive. The weaponry alone... Hell, there was stuff on that hull that he had no idea what it did.

"Apollo, Starbuck."

Lee snapped out of it. "Go ahead, Starbuck."

"We gonna go and frak up some toasters or what?"

"Yeah. Let's get moving." He put the spurs to his viper and Starbuck did the same, coming up alongside.

The radio crackled. "All right, boys and girls," The Earth squadron leader drawled, "Thataway." As the other fighters acknowledged, they fell into formation behind the two vipers.

~#~#~#~#~

Jack O'Neill studied the tactical situation on one of the monitors. "Okay... Looks like we've got four enemy motherships and a bunch of fighters. Carter... What do you think about using nukes on these guys?"

"Well Sir," she responded, "The Mark Eights would definitely eliminate the threat." She watched her own screen for a few seconds. "I think that beaming them in might be a better idea than firing at them... They don't have any shields to speak of, but those fighters are intercepting a lot of the ammunition that the Galactica is throwing at them."

Bill Lee was engrossed in another monitor. "I don't think we'll even need a nuke, Colonel," he said. "A standard missile dropped right here will take out their engines and leave the ships more or less intact for us to pick over later."

O'Neill thought about that for a second. On the one hand, the IOA would cream their collective pants when the Odyssey showed up with an enemy ship in tow, but on the other hand, Thrace's reports of robots that looked like humans were just too similar to human-form replicators for comfort.

He made the call. "Destroy three of them, and use Bill's idea on the Fourth. We can inspect the ship and see if we want to salvage it later."

"Yes, Sir." She punched in the coordinates and sent them to the ordinance team, who readied the weapons.

Daniel, who had been standing in the corner out of the way, asked the question that O'Neill had been dreading. "Jack, is it just me, or do we seriously outclass these guys?"

O'Neill took a deep breath. "Danny, what did I say about saying stuff like that?"

"Saying stuff like what?" Jackson looked confused.

"Wait for it..." He started counting backwards from five. When nothing changed, he shrugged and said, "Okay, maybe this time you didn't --"

An alarm sounded. Red dots popped up on Jack's monitor.

Jack didn't look happy. Daniel sighed.

~#~#~#~#~

"Son of a frakking bitch!"

Kara Thrace wasn't pleased. Four more cylon basestars just popped into existence behind Odyssey. She pulled up and executed a roll to head back to protect the Earth Ship. Apollo followed suit, as did the 302 squadron. She had just put the spurs to her Viper when her radio crackled.

"Shaft, Odyssey. We got these guys. Go help the Colonials."

"Roger that, Odyssey. Come on, boys and girls... we're goin' the wrong way."

Starbuck rolled her eyes and reversed her heading again.

~#~#~#~#~

Felix Gaeta cried out, "NEW DRADIS CONTACT! Five Basestars -- No! Make that Four Basestars and a Resurrection ship!"

The next shout came from Dualla. "Radiological alarm!" She paused for a moment, and checked her instruments while Gaeta added something to the conversation.

"Sir, the two of the new Basestars have been destroyed."

Adama, Tigh, Agathon, and Roslin all shared a surprised, slightly frightened look.

"Confirmed," commented Dualla. "Six Basestars and a Resurrection ship remain."

~#~#~#~#~

"Nice!" Jack O'Neill was a happy camper. "How many fighters did they launch?"

"Looks like... About fifty," Daniel replied.

"The next two Nukes are away, Sir," Carter reported.

"Kills are confirmed," Doctor Lee said.

"Well, the Shields and the See-Whiz should take care of anything that gets too close... What do you say we give those plasma weapons some exercise?"

The End?

You have reached the end of "Battlegate" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 6 Apr 08.

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