“This is a problem,” Xander noted once more, “they have proof… hell, the United States Military now officially has proof that shapeshifters exist and I’m not sure we are going to be able to suppress it this time”
“Got another hit,” Willow shuddered, “it just went international. Mention of shapeshifters on a Russian mainframe, linked to a reference to Sunnydale and to a… well, translator program says ‘Project Guardian Sword’”
“Think the Russians have their own Initiative?” Giles asked, frowning.
“Possibly… but it’s going on the ‘to investigate’ list, threes too many cross-references showing up for just the two of us to check” Jenny noted.
“Wait,” Willow barked out excited, “Stargate Command, definite link to a ‘Deep Space Radar Telemetry’ project under Cheyenne Mountain”
Riley raised an eyebrow, somewhat amused, “Deep Space Radar Telemetry under NORAD? Can anyone say ‘cover-up’?”
“And not a particularly good one at that,” Giles noted.
“Okay, Jenny?” Willow continued, breathlessly, “I’m going for Stargate Command itself, can you check the personnel names I am passing across please? Colonel Jonathan O’Neill, Major Samantha Carter, Teal’c, T-E-A-L-apostrophe-C, and Doctor Daniel Jackson”
Giles raised a startled eyebrow, “Doctor Jackson? Check under archaeology. He had a rather brief period of notoriety a few years ago after he gave a presentation in which he stated the pyramids were older then conventional ideas would suggest and that they were constructed by aliens. Had a pretty solid argument for the first but got laughed out because of the second”
“Judging by Teal’c,” Xander noted, gazing carefully over Willows shoulder at the computer screen, “I would say he had his proof”
“Oh good lord,” Giles said, his eyes sudddenly wide, shocked, “I’ve been an idiot”
The group watched amused as the former watcher dived across the computer room, darting into the spacious if far too modern for Giles liking Library that had been installed in the mansion both Giles and Xander now called home.
He emerged mere seconds later, carefully unravelling a tattered looking scroll.
“The council has known for years that the Egyptian Gods were ‘real’, for a given value of real. In fact, there are several distinct reference to them being Golden Demons, a rather strange name for a demon species, indicative perhaps of a human name for the species rather then the demonic one”
“Or…” Jenny frowned, “a bastardisation of the demons name for themselves… Goa’uld perhaps”
“Meaning that the ancient Egyptian gods were demons or gods, but aliens?” Willow asked, carefully not turning her back on her computer and the flashing connection monitors, at least one of which was indicating a hi-jacked tracer.
“Well, yes” Giles stammered, more then a little excited, “they were actually thrown off this Earth by a rebellion, led not just by the active slayer of the time by two other champions as well. Alas, the Slayer died in the last acts of the rebellion but the texts clearly indicated that these Golden demons, perhaps Goa’uld left through a gateway”
“The Stargate,” Xander replied, flatly.
“Indeed,” Giles replied.
“This is a problem,” Major Davis was frowning, heavily. “Which means we not only have to worry about the demonic inhabitants of this bloody town, but possible alien invasion or retaliation attacks as well?”
“Hell yes sir, but damn, would Daniel love to get a hold of their library, if they really have Egyptian texts with references to the Goa’uld…” the Marine Seargeant trailed off, in truth, he didn’t need to finish that statement, everyone knew how valuable more knowledge of the Goa’uld could be, even if it was only tracing their past.
“A point,” Davis acknowledged. “It certainly appears that way,” An older, distinguished voice was coming from the speakers know.
“Xander! You said bloody”
“No bloody way did I Buffy” this was followed by muffled snorts, and a heartfelt, “Oh hell, corrupted by the Gilester”
“Thank you for that Xander,”
“What do we know of this ‘Giles’?” Davis asked swiftly.
“British accent, related to an organisation called the Watchers, we’ve got the CIA running his background down but it’s taking a surprisingly long time. Last report indicated they were having co-operation issues with the British Government and had run into a few blocks this side of the pond too” “How long till Oz reports in?”
Davis sighed, not that he had ever really expected this to be easy, buty it would have made a nice change…
“Well,” he commented, “we seem to know one new thing at least. They’re human, they are also completely nuts” “Twenty minutes now… every hour on the hour”
“You regularly meet with alien’s sir, and you are willing to dismiss demons out of hand?”
“Again, a point,” Davis frowned, “we’ve known aliens to be misidentified as demons before, could this be more examples of that? They have already admitted to mislabelling the Goa’uld…” “Good, then I suggest that, for the moment, we leave the Lady’s to it”
“I wouldn’t want to guess sir,” the Marine shook his head, “a few years ago I would have laughed off the very concept of demons, but since the SGC… well, there are more things in heaven and earth then are dreamed of in your philosophy”
“A miss-quote perhaps,” Davis shook his head and reached for his mobile, “but once again, your point is taken. I’d better report this”
“Something else, they’ve mentioned an Initiative and, well, the way they said it suggests a military black ops pooch-screw”
Davis brightened up considerably at this, “if there has been a military operation in the area, then I should be able to trace it”