So, I noticed a fairly large lack of Sci-fi fics. Since I wanted to try my hand at fic writing, I figured I might as well try one set in one of my favorite shows ever. So here it starts!
Huge thanks to Elfyowlgirl (I know everyone asks, but you go by Elfy, right?) for betaing this! :D
Also, some of this might end up a tab bit confusing if you haven't seen Stargate or the series (Stargate SG-1 or Stargate Atlantis. I haven't seen Stargate Universe).
Another note: I WILL be expanding the cast, but for now this is all I need. :)
Location: Valley of the Kings, three miles from the tomb of Pharaoh Vechs.
Year: June 6th, 2012
Time: 11:54 am
"Professor Mac! We've found something!" called the junior archaeologist, running into Kurt’s tent.
"What is it?" Kurt replied.
"I don't know, but it's got some kind of power source inside... we think. It's like some kind of big stone circle." As the young man spoke, they heard the sound of several vehicles approaching. "What could that be?"
Kurt rose from his seat and slid outside, a man in military dress with only a large 'G' where his name should be standing before him. "What's the meaning of this?" he asked of the man, who was obviously the man in charge of the troops surrounding them attentively.
"I'm General Guude Boulderfist. It has come to my attention that you may have uncovered a piece of military technology - that failed, might I add - that was used in a disastrous experiment several years ago. I came to ensure you don't get hurt, and to remove the device from the site to bring it to proper facilities."
"This is MY dig!" Kurt spoke up angrily. "You have no ri-"
"Except I do, Mister Mac. This is an official United States of America government-approved bona fide operation. If you have a problem with that, take it up with the president. Now, I will need everything found within a hundred meters of the device loaded into the trucks. My men will get right on it."
With that dismissal, Kurt moved away to watch the last three years of his hard work go down the drain.
One of Guude's men - a Colonel - walked up to him. He quietly asked, "Sir, was any of that true?"
"Colonel, you know that if this wasn't sanctioned I wouldn't be here. The story of whatever that thing is… no one actually knows. There was an anonymous tip about potentially dangerous technology here. That's all I was told, and that’s all that matters."
Location: Kansas State University, Manhattan, Kansas
Date: May 24th, 2013
Time: 3:29 pm
A reporter raised his hand. "So, Dr. Soares, you're saying that the pyramids in Egypt were landing pads for aliens?"
"No, no, no. Not just the ones in Egypt. The ziggurats of South America, too."
"Yes... well... What would you say these aliens wanted with us? We weren't very interesting back then, after all."
"Who knows? They might have given us something like fire, or the lever. They might have needed slaves. There's no way to tell." At the conclusion of Doctor Soares' sentence, he looked at his watch. "Looks like that's all the time we have. Thank you all for coming!"
The four people who were sitting in the room, having come to hear an astounding revelation about the pyramids and instead hearing a madman's rant, filtered out of the classroom.
Yet there was one man still standing at the back ten minutes later, after Paul had finished packing his notes.
"What? Was what I said that interesting to you? I realize it sounds… less than realistic."
"It's true," replied Guude, dressed in jeans and a green shirt with a large "G" on it.
"Yeah, you're probably right."
"No, not the realistic thing. I've been in charge of a team working out of Cheyenne Mountain to translate inscriptions pertaining to a device we found in the Valley of the Kings almost a years ago. We know enough to know it isn't from this world, but that came from analysis of the device itself. We need your help to find out what it does."
"Now you're starting to sound crazy," replied Paul, well tired of the constant mockery and scorn.
"I can prove it. Come with me. You're a highly skilled linguist, and archeologist. We need you."
Paul sighed. "When do we leave?"
Guude smiled thinly. "Right now."
Location: Cheyenne Mountain Complex, Colorado Springs, Colorado
Date: May 25, 2013
Time: 7:02 am.
There the two of them sat, in an army jeep, driving to the Cheyenne Mountain Complex. The trees around them were pretty, though neither of them were paying much (if any) attention.
"So, what does this device look like?" Paul asked of Guude, carefully avoiding eye contact and instead looking absentmindedly out the window.
"Well," he started. "It's a large circle made of some kind of… unknown stone. About seven meters in diameter, with nine large orange triangles placed equidistant from each other. One of these triangles, which we've nicknamed a 'chevron', is larger than the others. It also has an inner ring inset in the first with glyphs that look like constellations rotating freely within the outer ring.
"But what really struck our fancy," continued General Boulderfist, "was the fact that it gives off an EM field."
Paul finally looked over to his companion. "Are you telling me this device has a power source inside?" he asked. "And that it's not just some odd sundial you military types got interested in for no reason?"
"Exactly," Guude responded. "One of the archeologists at the dig site reported that his seismic instruments were showing vibrations ‘not reported by any others'. He called in a technician to examine the machine. That tech happened to have a fear of the supernatural, and was carrying an EMF meter at the time. While he was walking through the dig site, it went off, and he went insane. That archeologist ended up calling us in, knowing we were interested in tech found anywhere with unusual properties. So, here we are now."
Paul looked mildly shocked. "That's a very fortunate turn of events for you. If that tech hadn't had an EMF meter with him..."
"Yeah. I know.”
At this point, they were coming upon the gate leading to the tunnel into the mountain. As they pulled up, a Colonel walked up to the window of the jeep. "Clearance pl--oh. General Boulderfist, sir!" The soldier snapped to attention.
"At ease, soldier. Let us in, please, and when you get off duty, Colonel Be'Dubs, come and find me."
"Yes, sir." replied Be'Dubs.
As they passed through the gate, Dr Soares asked a question of Guude. "Be'Dubs? What kind if name is that?"
The General laughed. "He says it's from India, but he doesn't look Indian to me. I've never actually asked him."
[One hour later]
"So, here's the cover stone for the device." said Guude, leading Dr Soares into a fairly large room with an unusually high ceiling. "It has, at least we hope, all of the instructions on it. There's a series of the glyphs on the stone, but we have no clue what to do with them."
"Yeah." Paul replied absentmindedly, already intent on his work, which was inscribed upon a large sandstone circle made of seven sections, six around one central circle..
"I'll leave you to it then." Guude said.
So, thoughts? Comments? Screams of outrage? Lemme know what you think :) (I have no clue where the story is going yet)