SGA Scrapped Fanfic Book 1 Chapter 4 Power play

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Power Play

(the following chapter needs rewriting, it needs to be longer or dropped, it needs to actually divulge the plot of the episode it's circulating around to those who havent seen the episode, right now it reads a comment as much as a bad fanfic)

Felix Hoglund was woken by a load sound, he sat up totally disorientated, the last days had been hell on them all, as soon as they had gotten power distribution working in a way that McKay was pleased with some Athosian kid had let out and energy being that had proceeded to eat several generators so that had to redo it. No one of the scientists or technicians had gotten nearly enough sleep.

"All available members of the scientists report to the briefing room for emergency briefing, the intercom said, that was the sound that had awoken him. Hoglund reached for his clock then realised it was still set for earth time so it didn't matter anyway, he pulled on his clothes and hurried to the nearest transporter. On the other hand he thoight if the Athosian kid hadn't let out the energy being they maybe still wouldn't know about the transporters. Installing generators was much less of a toil when you didn't have to lug the cases up and down all the stairs. He met Zalenka outside the transporter. Hoglund supressed a jawn.

"Do you know what this is about?" Hoglund asked.

"The off-world team has gotten stuck inside a space gate because  a drive-pod wouldn't retract"

"Isn't mckay there?"

"Yeah but there isn't much he can do from the back of a jumper, atleast not whe he's only got 38 minutes"

"Why thirty eight minutes?"

"Maximum time a wormhole cna remain open"

"Ok I'll have to read up on that"

Zalenka pushed the button for stargate controll.

"Time to save to save mckay then" Hoglund muttered, "I thought you didn't like the guy, Zalenka said stepping out of the transporter.

"I don't but if he dies then Kavanagh is in charge" they started walking towards the stairs.

"Is there anyone in your department you like?" Zalenka asked while hurrying up the stairs.

"Not really, a few I don't mind that much though" Hoglund muttered before walking down the stairs to stargate operations and the briefing room.
 He entered the room finding Peterssen arguing with Kavanagh. he sat down and turned to Grodin.

"I heard what happened what do you need me to do?"

"You know Kavanagh is really the head of your department with Rodney away, right?" Grodin responded not looking away from his calculations

"Yeah but he seems busy" Hoglund smiled and nodded towards the arguing doctors further down the table.

"Yeah, I think he's kind of missing the point" Grodin looked away from his calculations and shrugged, then paused. "You read ancient right?"

"I read latin, and ancient is very similiar so I manage"

"Start looking for similiar incidents in the ancient database" Grodin suggested. Hoglund went of to wind a unoccupied console.

Five minutes later he retentered the briefing room. Kavanagh was fuming over something.

"Weir's been here?" Hoglund asked and say down next to Simpson while sitting down.

"yes" she said, then it added, "We recommended they close the hatch. It at most buys us time though, you found anything?"

"Oh yeah there are over three million black box entries in the ancient database. over five hundred thousand ones for ships in roughly the size of a jumper. at least a half of those entries contains the word stargate somewhere in the information. I'm sure I could become a scholar when it comes to ancient technology and it's development here but finding something useful here in time to save the people we got trapped is propably not that likely"

"Start from the back the jumper was the model they used when they left Altantis and whatever malfunction caused this has obviously not been fixed yet" doctor Wagner suggested from a few seats away.

"The chances of actually solving this is still negligible" Kavanagh sneered. "atleast you can see that right Hoglund" Hoglund met his eyes, Kavanagh was probably right, but Hogludn wasnt going to say that, in front of the entire science team.

"How about we discuss this when we don't have a deadline" he suggested, Kavanagh didn't look exactly pleased with the response. But Grodin and several of the other scientists nodded. Hoglund started going over the black box entries by a keyword principle, which is easier said than done in a language that you don't speak properly but haven't been fully translated by anyone yet. About five minutes later Simpson and Kavanagh began arguing over something. Then they were interuppted as Weir entered the room.

"You're supposed to be working on solutions." she chided them. Kavanagh gave her an irritated look.

"We think the Jumper must be damaged for this to have happened in the first place. Ancient systems are too advanced for this to have been pilot error." he pointed out.

"So?"

"So depending on the extent of the damage, we can't rule out a catastrophic power feedback in the drive manifold." Hoglund almost buried his head in his hands instead he took a sip of coffe and held his tounge. In a situation like this you need to be brief.

"Without the technobabble, please." Weir told him.

"Doctor Kavanagh was pointing out that there is a very slim chance that with the cockpit controls interrupted and the pod damaged, the main drive could overload." Simpson tried to explain, but that was little better.

"She means to say explode -- especially if McKay starts nosing around inside the control conduits to retract the drive pod manually. And he will. I know I would."Kavanagh still wasn't getting the point across.

"Zelenka is working on simulations. I just came from there." Weir said.

"If there is a catastrophic overload, the full force of the explosion will break up the Jumper, follow the burning fragments through the Stargate like a bomb." Kavangh was beginning to sound upset. Weir nodded then turned to Simpson.

" You think the risk of this happening is minimal?" she asked

"In my opinion, yes." Simpson responded and stood glaring at Kavanagh. Weir looked up on the rest of them.

"You all agree?" She asked, Hoglund nodded, the thing he didn't get was that Kavangh wasn't a bad scientist he should know better than to get hung up on details like that.

"Then we take the chance." Weir concluded.
 Kavanagh stood and crossed his arms glaring first at Simpson and then at Weir.

"I thought it was important to point out the risk."

"Fine. You did. Now please, worry a little bit more about their lives and less about your own ass." Kavanagh made a irritated sound again "Twenty three minutes."  Weir said to the room. then left. Kavanagh stood there for a few moments then he hurried after her.

Hoglund turned to Simpson as soon as Kavanagh had left.

"If mckay doesnt make it through this Kavangh is going to make your life a hell for opposing him on this you know that right?"

"That one? he wouldnt dare try soemthign like that, evne if he was in charge" then the dime dropped for Hoglund, if the gate shield was closed it was almost certain that Kavangh would end up in charge it was a coup. A few minutes later Kavangh came back in an even worse mood than before. As soon as he sat down Hoglund stood up.

"I'm going for some more coffee" he said and hurriedly left the room. He found doctor Weir in her office.

"Do you mind if I disturb you one second doctor?" he asked

"Come in Hoglund please tell me you havent also got a case of bruised ego"

"No, I am a genius don't get me wrong" Weir's look grew stale and Hoglund continued "But I'm not the one who's going to solve this, no this is about Kavanagh"

"What about him?"

"You do realsie that if it should come to the worst he'll be acting head of science on atlantis right?" Weir looked liek she was goign to snap somethign at him, then decided not to. Instead she took a deep breath.

"What are you implying Hoglund?" she asked him.

"I'm implying nothing doctor" Hoglund said and stood.

"I know what you are implying" Weir said coldly "And one might argue that if  I assumed Kavanagh didn't want McKay to survive and so took him out of the order the person next on the list would be yourself. and that you are here suggesting this proves you have thought about it, where as I cannot be sure that Kavanagh has."  Hoglund paused for a second, had he been conspiring to take control of Atlantis himself, perhaps subconsciously. He wasnt sure he really like that part of himself but he smiled anyway.

"I have said what I came to say, what you make of that is up to you" he said. Weir started to say something but then there a buzz over the intercom.

"Doctor Weir, doctor Zelenka thinks he has found something". Doctor Weir dismissed Hoglund with gesture then hurried out into the controll room.

Later that evening he was sitting working on his report in the main science lab, he had decided to leave his suspicions about Kavanagh out of the report, better not remind Weir more than nessecarry. He heard the door and turned, McKay entered.

"Ah Hodlund, haven't seen you all day" he walked up to one of the desks and seemed to be looking for a paper.

"No but you did manage to wake me up this morning" Hoglund joked.

"Sorry to let me and my team being in mortal danger upset you sleeping schedule" McKay retorted.

"Would have been ironic, wouldn't it, the great Rodney McKay the worlds foremost expert on stargates killed by a stargate."

"I'm laughing on the inside" mckay found the paper and turned towards the door again.

"Watch out for Kavanagh Rondey" Hoglund said watching the screen.

"Kavanagh? Please he doesn't have the guts to try to conspire against anyone"

"Unless that's just an act" Hoglund pointed out turning toward him. "I might just be paranoid but paranoia and a long life go together"

"Paranoia also goes well with a failed career,t I hear" Rodney muttered. Hoglund gave him a cold glare then shrugged and turned back to the screen

"Suit yourself, McKay" he said. Mckay stood there for a while then he shrugged too and left. What really made Hoglund angry was that Mckay was probably right, if they had contact with earth what he had said to weir today might well have gotten him sent home. People really wasn't his thing. He closed the laptop he'd finish the report tomorrow.


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SGA Scrapped Fanfic Book 1 Chapter 3 The Archimdes Prinicple

To chapter 2


 The Archimedes principle

(this chapter needs to be longer, consider adding more characters and what they are doing as of this moment)

Hoglund and several other scientist, the so called people that arent complete morons, as McKay so eloquently put it, were gathered in the main energy chamber. Peter Grodin had been quite correct I his assusmption that they were low on power. In fact mcKay had put it quite well when he looked at thr readings and proclaimed that they were screwed.
“We need to interface out power generators with these systems” Kavanagh said. “It may buy us the time we need to find a sustainable solution”
“Thats's assuming that the naquadah generators can even supply the required effect, which they can't, by a long shot” McKay answered him.
“If we overclock them they might” Suggested Simpson.
“You're talking about overclocking a nuclear reactor” another scientist that Hoglund didnt know the name of pointe out.
“If we cannot extend the lifetime of the forcefield, we're all dead anyway.” Hoglund retorted.
“Because of the time constraints that's atleast what we must assume for now” McKay agreed. “Simpson, Hoglund get started on it, I must inform doctor weir”
“We'll get it done” Hoglund said.
“good and Hoglund?”
“yes”
“Dont hook them up without first talking to me or doctor weir”
“Don't be they guy responsible for setting of a potential nuke... that's good advice” Hoglund said sarcastically then followed Simpson.

Several hours later Felix was sitting leaning back against the wall in the power controll room. He was sweating so much that it looked like he had taken a shower. Doctor Simpson was sitting half sleeping against anothe wall. McKay entered the room.
"Shouldn't you be working?"
"It can't be done. I've shut the generators down on the verge of overload five times. And we're approaching a third of the required power."
McKay nodded.
"Pack up the reactors and get them to the gate room, I'll inform Elizabeth that we need to evacuate." He left the room again. Hoglund struggled unto his feet slowly then walked over and shook simpson to wake her.
"Uh... Hoglund?" She said. "Should we keep trying?"
"Nah. McKay doesn't belive it'll work we're supposed to pack the generators and prepare for evacuation." He pulled her to her feet and started putting the generators in the case.
"We can't abandon this city now. Think of what we might learn from it."
"There may still be ancients in this galaxy if we live we can find them and learn. If we go down with the city we lose any such chances."
"But this is the only gate that can dial intergalactic"
Hoglund secured the last reactor down into the case.
"If we can learn why, we can duplicate those conditions." He closed the case. And activated his radio "This is the main power room we have the naquadah generators ready for transport."
"This is McKay I've sent down a technician with a trolley for them.  Get to the gate room" the radio razors back at him. Hoglund looked at Simpson she still looked very disoriented hopefully it was just fatigue bit the worst case scenario was of course radiation poisoning. He steered her towards the stairs. If there had been some kind of leak the risks of her rubbing it of was small. Or well it wasn't small, but the chances he wasn't already affected was astronomically slim. He felt the city start to rumble. To late McKay he thought as the lights started to flicker. One of the technicians showed up in the stair and grabbed simpsons other should and they sprinted up the stairs as fast as they could with her. Hoglund realised that even with the threat of certain doom this was how he liked it. Only a guys guts and intelligence between him and death. This was what he had been missing his entire life. They came up to a platform with windows facing the dark green ocean water. If it wasn't for the lights of Atlantis they would never have been able to even see that they were under water. Sunlight doesn't pierce very far into water. Then all the lights went out and they felt a strong lurch under their feet.
"What was that" the technician asked.
"Accelaration" Hoglund said. "They have fired up the stardrive" he realised as soon as he had said it that it was impossible. The ZPMs were empty.
"Not the stardrive" Simpson said. For the first time in hours sounding vivid. 'The Archimedes principle" she pointed out. The increasing accaration knocked Hoglund down to the ground before he found answer. There he lay on the floor as he though the window saw the surface of the water conning closer and more sunlight reaching them. Then he saw a spire on the other side of the window pierce it, and then more of them. If they had gone at this speed into the water rather than out of they would have been obliterated, now instead there was another lurch as the fact that they had less resistance to their movement was counteracted by that any air above the surface no longer contributed to their accelaration. But an obeject in motion the size of manhatta. Doesn't stop easily and they lifted several meters of their equlibrium before gravity caught up to them. For a moment it was as if they were weightless then they with a thundering crash landed in the ocean again. Hoglund got on his feet slowly. He felt like he was going to throw up. Radiation poisoning he thought for a second before concluding, sea sickness. He would have to get used to it he supposed, because when he looked out the window he saw ocean with no end. He reached for his radio to report in just to realise that he had smashed it totally when the city had crashed back into the ocean. The technician looker at him nodded and called them in instead. Simpson was also getting on her feet. Strangely she looked much better of. Adrenalin Hoglund guessed. Which probably meant her earlier symptoms had simplybeen dehydration.
"Brilliant" she said looking at the ocean. "A magnetic anchor, when power levels drop to a specific point it releases and the city raises on buoyancy." Hoglund nodded at her words. It was bloody brilliant. He found a panel next to a window touched it and opened a door to a balcony. He felt a rush of fresh air, not cold, the climate was propably atleast temperate, but much colder than the steaming hot air still raising from the power distribution room. He hadn't realised how much the heat had bothered him until it was gone. Radiation poisoning? Bah he had been nearly as dilerious as Simpson.
He stepped outside. Sunlight for the first time since he had descended down into NORAD. He drew the salt air into his lungs. It tasted like home. hhe was now at least 90% certain that the sea was actually water. Wind and sun maybe they could run the city of that. Then another thought came to him. The ascent had used potential energy. The city could'be done the ascent and descent thousands of times over a very long time automatically. It was brilliant. The question was ofcourse if a ZPM could even be recharged by conventional means.
"Doctors" the technician said "doctor McKay wants to see the both of you in the briefing room" Hoglund nodded. McKay propably wanted him to start working on the power supply again ofcourse he'd need someone to replace Simpson who still looked like she could throw up any minute. "We'll be right up" he said.

The science team was gathered in the briefing room again.

"so what's out situation" Mckay aksed the floor.

"Well, the ZPMs are entirely drained, the last shred of energy was used to power shield during the ascent of the city" Peter Grodin, informed him.

"Was it possible to interface our generators with the city?" Mckay turned to Hoglund.

"Yes now that we don't have to power the shield it should be doable, but we still don't have enough for anything but the most primary functions... we might be able to stretch the capacity of we move the generators closer to the things we want them to power"

"I want you to take a few technicians and get that done when we are done here." He looked them over "Anything else I should know before my meeting with Shepard and Weir?"

"We found spaceships, small ones they might be intended to go through the gate" one of the doctors pointed out,

"That could prove to be useful, ok meanwhile try to find out what you can and please don't break anything" He left the room. Hoglund heard several members of the science team grumble at the last comment. Hoglund wasn't surprised though, knew McKay, he knew this was Rodney Mckay on a good day.

To chapter 4

SGA Scrapped Fanfic Book 1 Chapter 2 Departure

To chapter 1 Decisions.

See the comments i made in the beginning of chapter 1 for the reasons I scrapped this book of the fanfic.

 Departure

(this chapter needs to be rewritten, all nietzche references needs to be exchanged for some quote that would actually make daniel jacksson concerned)

Doctor Felix Hoglund stepped out of the elevator, he wast to find of the cold war vibe of the chaynee mountain facility, he didnt really enjoy having so much people around him either. Everyone seemed really tense and he didnt know a single one of them. Once out the elevator he followed his escort towards the 'gate room' he still now two weeks after receiving the brief not
really shake the feeling it was all an elaborate hoax. He had looked over the math on this stargate ad he had known for years that wormholes were theoretically possible, but that was far from being told that they not only existed but could be used for travel.
He suddenly saw afamiliar face in a corridor to the side, he stopped.
“mcKay!” he called, doctor mckay had been standing talking to a tall woman with short blonde hair in an air force uniform. Now he turned around.
“Hoglund” he said walking over to Felix. They shook each others hands, the blonde woman had coem with McKay also shook his hand introducing herself as “doctor Samantha carter”
“Doctor?” Felix said surprised, “I would have guessed a military title from the way you're dressed”
“I am also an air force colonel, and leader of Sg-1”
“oh yes I remember reading you name in the missions reports, its an honour to meet you colonel doctor carter”
“just go with sam or samantha will you?” she smiled.
“So this is all real?” Felix felt compelled to ask, McKay rolled his eyes, Felix had forgotten how condescending that man could be soemtimes.
“Yes this is all real, I can understand its a little hard to grasp at first” Carted said with a wide smile.
“Then there's an issue that I really need to run by the both of you”
“go ahead”
“The stargate according to to the files disintegrates into a energized matter stream just before the event horizon of stable wormhole to reintegrate you on the other side, right?”
“Yes, thats correct”
“Then is it really transporting you and not destroying you in one place an creating an exact copy at the destination?”
“That would be an issue should you conscientiousness disappear during the transit but you are aware throughout the transfer process.” McKay pointed out.
“How is that even possible, how can I be conscious if I have no physical body”
“Well its impossible to know for certain since the science is so beyond us but its likely that the stargate transfers your consciousness separate as energy and then places it back in the body at the point of reassembly.” McKay offered
“we also know that consciousnesses can exist without a physical body under certain conditions” Carter pointed out.
“Are we talking about a soul here Samantha?”
“I'm not really sure what we're talking about, the phenomenon is called ascension and its as far beyond the people who first built the stargates as the stargates are beyond us”
“interesting... I'll have to read up on that” Felix said “well now i have to run if i'm to catch up with my group, I'll see you later McKay, and nice to meet you Samantha” He hurried after his group.
“He's not half as bad as you made him out to be McKay” Carter pointed out.
“Oh yes he seems all charming at first but then he gets fascinated by something an goes of pursuing his own agenda letting everyone who depends on him down.” McKay looked really worried, “And You've just given him his new fascination”
“What do you mean”
“What do you think will happen when he reads up on ascension?”


“Doctor Jackson right?” A voice asked. Daniel looked up from his notes. There was a man standing in the door to his office, about middle length, dark blonde hair drawn up into a pony tail and a Pegasus expedition uniform denoting him as a member of the science staff. Daniel stood up and shook his hand.
“You must be one of the new guys” he said.
“Doctor Felix Hoglund” the stranger introduced himself.
“Scandinavian?” Daniel guessed sitting down motioning Hoglund to sit in the other chair.
“Yes Swedish actually, how did you know”
“Brytning och efternamn” Daniel answered in fluent Swedish.
“My accent and my surename? And here I thought I was fluent in English, ah well I guess I cant compete with a linguist”
“So what can I do for you doctor Hoglund” Daniel asked.
“I read the sg-1 mission reports and understood that you had been ascended, what the reports doesn't properly explain is how it happened, is it possible to ascend without the help of an ascended being or is it not?”
“I got to say I'm a little surprised, most people here just go blank when I start with my 'meaning of life kind of stuff' as Jack so politely put it, you're one of the first who seems genuinely interested in the subject”
“I live for knowledge, Dr Jackson, so everlasting life and all the knowledge in the universe have a certain appeal to me”
“Well I cant help you much, without being an ancient you cant ascend without the help of one who is already ascended, and even that only happens under extraordinary circumstances”
“Why is that?”
“Because they're really not supposed to help people ascend. Some, like Oma Desala, who helped me ascend, breaks the rules and does it anyway but I think there's a limit on how often they can do it without risking the wrath of the others”
“But she ascended you?”
“Yes, but only after I gave my life to save millions of innocent people, and I dont think she would have done it if I had done so expecting to be ascended”
“So it basically ends up a paradox the only people who can ascend are those who do not want to?”
“I hope our wisdom will grow with our power, and teach us, that the less we use our power the greater it will be.” Jackson said with a smile, and then when hoglund didnt reply looked a bit dissapointed.
“Sorry Jacksson, I have no idea” Hoglund admitted.
“Thomas Jeffersson”
“Oh, well not american so I wouldnt know... 'The world itself is the will to power - and nothing else. And you yourself are the will to power - and nothing else'” Hoglund replied with a grin. Jackson looked slightly discomforted.
“Nietzsche” he said “If you want to get on the good side of the ascended ancients I would avoid Nietzsche and Machiavelli... I also wouldn't quote the former around US military personnel, a few of them seem to believe Nietzsche was a nazi” Jacksson looked at his clock then stood up and grabbed his jacket “We should go down to stargate operations, this is going to be an historic day you know” Then he realized something “Did they let you go up here all by yourself?”
“The trick is acting like you have every right to be there” Hoglund smiled and stood.

They parted ways just outside Stargate operations Hoglund went to the gateroom and Jackson up the stairs to the controll room.
“Daniel” Brigadier General Jack O'Niell greeted him “I see you found our run away doctor”
“Yes he had some questions regarding ascension” Daniel said.
“Of course he did” muttered McKay over at his keyboard shooting a meaningful look toward colonel carter.
“So what do you make of him? Another egghead?”
“Eggheads don't quote Nietzsche at you, except maybe for the platitudes”
“So, God is dead?” O'niell aksed, meanwhile sergant siler came up and told mckay he was needed to hook up the ZPM.
“Which of course also goes for military personnel... No he spoke of will to power”
“and?”
“and Nietzsches writing on the subject was a major influence on a certain german disctator”
“I know you were right with the whole pyramids were built by aliens thing. But you know Hitler is dead...” When Daniel didnt respond jack looked worried “Please tell me Hitler is dead daniel,not some gould who can make himself return again and again”
“I would be very suprised if he was, no that it a perfectly good example of humans being just as evil. I may be reading way to much into a of statement, many people read nietzsche”
“But we're not sending many people into another galaxy”
“Only the best of the best...”
“No”
“No?”
“No you're not going with them”
“I wasnt going to ask”
“Of course not”

Hoglund entered the gateroom, the room was already full of people representing all the nations comitted to the endevour. Some military personel came though behind him and Hoglund had to step out of the way.

"Does anyone speak what these guys are speaking?" a young lieutenant asked openly the room mentioning to the people beside him.

"Nope but they are speaking Czech" Hoglund commented, another guy wearing the Czech flag-patch and science colours, hurried up tot hem and started translating, when he had gotten the lieutenant's message across and the lieutenant has hurried of Hoglund turned to the Czech guy who had known English.
“Dobry den” Hoglund said in broken czech and extended his hand. “Felix Hoglund, Sweden”
The Czech doctor looked surprised but took his hand.
“Radek Zalenka, Czech republic” he said, then “Mluvíte česky?“
“Actually no, only hello, and the primary colours, lived next door to a  czech exchange student back at the university” Hoglund smiled
“Well it's more than most do” Zalenka said and shrugged “Have you done this before?”
“Wormhole travel or wormhole travel to another galaxy?” Hoglund responded, he was starting to feel slightly ill.
“Either?”
“Not really no”
“Its funny a few months ago, I would have told anyone who asked extracting zero point energy was impossible and wormholes was...”
“...Science fiction. I know what you mean, I've spend half my life telling people modern physics doesn't really work that way, then again I have a nagging suspicion that for all the technical marvels of that thing” Hoglund gestured towards the gate “no one really understands the science behind it”
A few feet away from them two American airforce officers where greeting each other, one of them without a word showed he disliked the other. Zalenka saw where Hoglund had been looking.
“Major Shepard is a late addition to the expedition, just like yourself, I heard General O'neill had to order colonel Sumner to accept his as part os his force”
Hoglund opened his mouth to respond when doctor Elizabeth weir enter the gate room.
“Can I have everyone's attention please” she said loudly walking up to the ramp. Everyone went quiet. “All right here we go, we are about to try and make a connection, we've been unable to predict exactly how much power this is going to take...” upon hearing this Hoglund could help smiling, McKay will have hated, not being able to determine that. “ and we may only get the one chance at this so if we are able to achieve a stable wormhole, we're not gonna risk shutting the Gate down. We'll send in the M.A.L.P robot probe, check for viability and go. Everything in one shot.” she pasued for a moment, Hoglund observed her carefully, her rethorics were excellent, no wonder she was considered one of the best international negotiators in the world she continued “Now, every one of you volunteered for this mission and you represent over a dozen countries. You are the world's best and brightest; and in light of the adventure we are about to embark on, you are also the bravest. I hope we all return one day having discovered a whole new realm for humanity to explore, but as all of you know, we may never be able to return home. I'd like to offer you all one last chance to withdraw your participation.”
Hoglund knew everyone else was looking around them for people who backed out, of course none of them could do so in front of everyone else,a master stroke actually, this way Weir reinforced the idea that it was their own decision into everyone's mind while really imposing her own will upon them. He wondered if she knew it herself. If so then the nice kind doctor he had met on his interview was in fact one of the most dangerous people on the expedition, perhaps even more dangerous than Mckay, and way more dangerous than the stone faced colonel who was eyeing every person in the room. Hoglund didn't he kept his eyes on Weir, none of the others not even Zalenka, who's company he actually tolerated, really mattered, he threw one glance towards the colonel again, who met his eyes.
Fool, Hoglund thought, five minutes and he was already doing exactly what weir wanted him to do. He shoot a glance toward major shepard, the major was actually keeping his eyes fixed at weir, as well. A much smarter and more dangerous man than the colonel Hoglund was willing to bet.
“begin the dialing sequence” Weir simply commanded. And left the room. Hoglund felt himself swallowing as the gate begun spinning. Maybe this was just some elaborate hoax there was no way a ring no matter what material it was made of could actually make a wormwhole was there? But he really knew that it was not the case, no one used a massive bunker under Norad and some of the worlds most famous scientists for a hoax. The existence of the stargate program also explained where McKay had been the last couple of years.
He heard the colonel say something to the major and listened up.
“I'm sure you'll warm up to me once you get to know me sir” the major responded.
“So long as you remember who's giving the orders” the colonel said started walking away.
“That would be doctor weir right?” the major said with a smile. Smart enough to realise it but not smart enough to know when to shut up obviously, something of a joker, in both meanings of the words.

“Chevron eight is locked” a voice said over the intercom and a massive vortex of unstable energy burst forth from the circle. Everyone started applauding.
“They really did it” Hoglund whispered. The lieutenant from earlier had returned and stood a few feet away and now turned to Hoglund with a look of surprise.
“We do this all the time doctor” he said. “its nothing strange”
“That's because you dont understand the magnitude of what you do all the time Lieutenant...” Hoglund threw a glance at his name tag 'Aiden Ford' is said "...Ford" he added. He made a gesture of desperation with his hands “it's supposed to be impossible”
“Well its obviously not” the lieutenant answered and walked up to take his position in the military formation.
“Obviously” Hoglund muttered.
The Colonel started walking up the ramp bellowing orders at the top of his lungs.
“Let's go, people. We don't know how much time we've got. Security teams one and two, you're up first. All other personnel will follow on our signal. Once on the other side, keep moving, clear the debarkation area. On my lead.”
Hoglund scoffed, he'd met colonels who could whisper and still get obeyed, this sumner figure was beginning to feel like a caricature.
“Hold on Colonel” he heard a voice say. Weir re-entered the room picked up her backpack and walked up the ramp to him. Hoglund grabbed his own pack. “We go through together” weir said. Good of her not to let herself be run over by the military detachment, not so good to openly challenge them. Time would tell if here strategy would win out. The colonel responded something but Hoglund was to far away to hear it. It seemed he had agreed because Weir fell in right behind him. She paused right before the event horizon before taking one last look back against the control room and walking though it and Hoglund suddenly realised it was the first time she passed through the gate to, well he could understand her hesitation better than she probably could. Hoglund was hoping he'd manage to get though the gate before throwing up of anxiety. Funny he had heard people call him cold and callous, he didn't feel that way, just because he didn't show his feelings didn't mean he didn't feel.

“Expedition team move out” He heard general O'Niell say over the intercom, Shepard and Ford paused before the event horizon too and said something to each other before ford jumped backwards through it. Not the way Hoglund would've done it, the gate should conserve the momentum after all, or the energy principle would start breaking down. But thej again the leiutenant had done this before.
Shepard gritted his face and stepped through.
The last soldirs passed though quickly after him, they had probably all done it before, then the civilians started moving, McKay came running down to walk though as the first science team member, show of, Hoglund thought. Then he was awarded as McKay stopped before the gate, Hoglund walked up next to him.
“You haven't done it?”
“Shut up, Hoglund” McKay responded.
“What happened to being the greatest expert alive on this thing?” Mckay shot him an irritated glance then stepped though. Hoglund grinned his anxiety gone, if McKay did it, it was obviously perfectly safe. He stepped though the gate. Carter had been right he could 'see' the matter stream being transferred though a dark void, his mind active all the time, though not active as it usually was, this place made it hard to concentrate. He stepped out through the event horizon on the other side.
“Conservation of momentum” he said nodding to himself. “Any particle passing into the event horizon will thus also have to pass out. It's brilliant, and those rings must be quantum states of spatial displacement” Then he realised where he was. A large dark room two stories high all lit in a unearthly blue light.
“Everyone else find an open spot and park it” the colonel bellowed. Of course thought Hoglund if there wasn't enough space on the receiving end there was no telling what would happen. He wondered if McKay had studied the phenomenon, then again McKay wasn't as much curious as he was interested in getting credit. Inductive science wasn't his thing.
Hoglund walked down a few steps in the rear end of the room and put his pack down. Amazing, this place was obviously ten thousand years old yet it could've been left yesterday for all he could see. Weir said something in her com and a bottle cam rolling through the gate then it shut down.
Hoglund walked over to one of the lights, and layed his hand on it. It was cold. Hoglund searched his bag for his digital thermomenter, he increased the sensitivity of it and checked around the lightsource, there was no heat pattern, the light gave of no heat whatsoever or such infinitesimal amounts that his gear could not pick it up, At this setting his own breath would cause it to go wild... at this setting his own breath should cause it to go wild why didn't it? Exactly body temperature he realised. The air all the air was kept at a perfect temperature for human inhabitance. Impressive.
This city was doing things beyond the technology of modern man for such basic things as light and temperature, the people who built this city must have been so incredibly advanced.
“Can you help us with this?” a man from the science team asked Hoglund. He along with one of his colleagues was dragging a large crate.
“Sure” Hoglund said. Grabbing it and helping pushing it down a ramp “What is it?”
“Naquadah generators” the other scientist, a short dark haired woman, responed.
“Naquadah?”
“The material the gate is made up of, it is extremely fissionable, yielding enormous amounts of high grade radiation, but next to nothing of the low-grade slow decay variations” the first scientist explained. “How did you end up here if you haven't even been cleared to know of naquadah?”
“Kavanagh, dont be an ass” the female scientist retorted. “I'm Doctor Fiona Simpson by the way, and this is doctor peter Kavanagh ” she added to Hoglund.
“Doctor Felix Hoglund” Hoglund introduced himself.
“I've heard of you, you're the scientist who caused the breakdown of the swedish particle accelarator arent you”
“No I'm the guy who happened to be in charge when it happened to break down” Hoglund said through gritted teeth. “I'm also the guy who fixed it, with ducttape and wire I might add”
“And we're all very impressed” Kavanagh retorted. Hoglund suppressed the desire to sigh, he wondered how many socially maladjusted geniuses that had come through the gate. This guy was even more unpleasant than McKay, McKay at least didn't get that he was being obnoxious this guy just didn't seem to care.
“What is that?” doctor Simpson, broke into their verbal sparring. She released the crate and started walking down the hallway towards a beam of light somewhat different than the ones given of from the light fixtures. “Oh my god” she said as she came up to what appeared to be window.
Hoglund caught up with here, then realised she had put it quite well.
“Atlantis indeed” he gasped.
“How is this even possible” Kavanagh asked, “Judging from the distance to the surface there shouldn't be any sunlight piercing to this depth.”
“You're assuming this sun has the same properties as out own” Hodlund pointed out. Kavanagh nodded.
“Of course a higher energetic wavelength will lead to a greater amount of photon tunneling.and thus greater illumination at a greater depth”
“Perhaps that is why the city is sunken in the first place, if the light is energetic enough it may not be very pleasant” Simpson suggested
“If it was that bad it wouldn't have liquid water” Hoglund corrected her. The realised something “Assuming that is water”
“Some kind of silicide then?” Simpson put forward.
“You are still just basing it on the assumption the sun is sufficiently energetic not to allow liquid water” Kavanagh pointed out.
“True without breaking the surface its nearly impossible to try the spectral properties of the sun.”
“We're under water” one of the technicians came down the stairs and informed them”
“We know”
“Kavanagh, Mckay is looking for you” The technician informed him. “Down two flights of stairs” Kavanagh made an irritated sound then went in the direction the techinician had indicated. The technician introduced himself as Peter Grodin head technician for the mission.
“Maybe you two can tell me, how come the water pressure doesn't break the city at this depth its not exactly a battysphere.” The technician asked Hoglund and Simpson. It was a valid point, Hoglund scanned though the window down towards the city then saw it.
“Some sort of forcefield, ingenious, the amount of power required must be massive” Hoglund pointed out. Grodin looked a bit shocked at this statement.
“Don't you have a PhD too” Simpson asked
“Yes electrical engineering, how massive?”
“well if we do a diophantime approximation and say each of these skyscarapers is 300 meters high and has a base of 15 times 15 meters then each of them would have an outside area of 18000 square meters, say there are 150 of these spires that's a exposed area of nearly 3 million square meters, the gravity seems to be roughly the same as earth so the water pressure would be too, under at least a hundred feet of ocean its roughly 300 kilopascal so the force exerted at the structure of the city at any one given time is 810 billion newtons. Roughly the same as holding up 81million tonnes... metric tonnes” By now both Simpson and Grodin was staring at him.
“What?” Hoglund asked.
“And I guess that answers Kavanagh's question of why you are here” Simpson responded diplomatically.
“The reason I ask is that when we started up the control room earlier it seemed the energy reserves was quite low, one or two per mill of the capability.”
“Well that depends on...” Simpson began
“No” Hoglund cut her of “Go find McKay tell him this, it's better we assume we're in trouble and are wrong than the opposite” He looked out the window again and saw an air bubble release itself from one of the buildings “We are in trouble! Go!” he shouted. Grodin was already speeding up the stairs asking in his com where mckay was. “Simpson you go that way” Hoglund said pointing down the hall “find other members of the science team tell them to start shutting thing of, anything that is not necessary” I'll go the other and the do the same. They both took of in their respective directions.


Again parts of this may be salvageable, but parts will have to be rewritten as  I make changes to the main character and attempt to add a villain in there somewhere.

to chapter 3
 

SGA Scrapped Fanfic Book 1 Chapter 1 Decisions

Hello again I'll start this blog of by posting the 30 pages of my first 'book' of Stargate fanfic, this is a total mess and I scrapped it before even posting it.  the comments in parentheses was meant to e self guiding but I'll leave them in, if the later parentheses feels unnecessary after the earlier one it because I was working by way back from the end to the beginning. This fanfic was supposed to last from the Atlantis expedition arriving on Atlantis up to the events of the episode called The Eye (the second book was supposed to be from the eye to The Return). The problem is I hadn't intended this to be a book on its own until very recently. It was more in line with something I glossed over to get to the eye and later to the parts I really wanted to read, but I realised this was months of the characters story and glossing it  over would leave the reader with no understanding of the situation, so I write a few episodic chapters which I could stand the lack of quality of so now I'm scrapping them and saying that rising to the eye will be a book on it's own with a real coherent plotline. Well enjoy the absolute crap I write when I'm not inspired.

(Part one needs a total going over, it needs to be longer and probably needs a more coherent plot rather than episodic stories, the problems of this is that it's is impossible to send Hoglund off world at this point in time, sgt stackhouse and major shepard has science officers and Miller doesnt command an offworld unit for whatever reason. consider exchanging lt miller for a character of your own creation that you feel less bound to write in a  particular way becuase. Also consider making Hoglund darker, and less comedic. Think artemis fowl, sherlock holmes (from BBC's Sherlock) or the early chapters of harry potter and the methods of rationality. More psychopathic tendencies and less sheldon. Less marty stu (and for gods sake change his looks from your own looks) and more character for a certain role. I also need a villain.

Decisions

(remember to update this chapter if you make changes to Hoglunds backstory on the go)

“you have more than enough people with the ata gene already doctor Wier” Genral O'Niel pointed out “I even alowed you to take major shepard despite his earlier record...”

“and despite my strongest objections I might add” Colonel Sumner added.

“This is my expedition and I decide who is going” doctor Weir snapped, falling back on a earlier topic of discussion.

“Yes! And I didnt fight you on the shepard issue but now you decide to go over the list of rejected personel one more time? Why? these people were decided not fit for this mission,and for good reason.” O'Neil went on, trying to get the doctor and the Colonel of the issue of major Shepard.

“Less than half my expedition force has the ata gene, general” weir aswered “Every person with it may become crucial should we find the lost city on te other side of the stargate, every person may make the sacrefice of power in the ZPM more likely to be worth it”

“Or these people may snap and get other members of the expedition killed” Sumner spat with a irritated glance at Shepard's file that had already been moved from the rejected pile to the accepted pile.

“that is why we are here to go over them again”

“You know we could to another round of 'flu inoculations' and see if we can find other suitable individuals” General O'Niel made bunny ear when he said flu inoculations referring to the genetics trails that had been made to find individuals with the gene in the first place.

“There is no time for that but I would greatly appreciate if you went on with the trails in my absence if we manage to open the gate again from the pegasus side any new members that can be sent will inrease the chances of this expedition to succeed”

“Ok so we go on with the rejected pile?” O'Neil sighed.

“Yes” Weir said lifting a folder from th pile before her “Here is one Doctor Felix Hoglund, 28 years old, citizen of sweden, ph.d in applied physics, a military service and a decent match on the ata gene”

Colonel Sumner took the file from her hand and cast one look at it. “One year military service, which all Swedish citizens get, and even then discharged ahead of time for not being able to work in a group.” he flipped a few pages. “Considered to be psychologically unstable, this guy has been fired from more tech companies than I've even heard of, he's been unemployed for the last year, a real find doctor”

“If you bothered to read the psych evaluation instead of just looking at the summary of it, you'd see that he seems to react badly to being under-stimulated, the odds of that happening in Pegasus are slim” Weir said. O'Neil took the folder from Sumner.

“Doctor mckay recommended against hiring Hoglund even before the psych evaluation came back” he pointed out. “According to McKay he is melodramatic and overconfident... speakign of which where is doctor mckay? Shoudlnt he be in this meeting as well?”

“He...” doctor Weir began just as foot steps could be heard in the stair and a few seconds later Doctor Rodney McKay appeared.
“I'm sorry i'm late, Sam insisted that we go over the specs for the Zed pm connection device, despite my insistance that it would work as intended”

“and?” general O'neil asked.

“well it turns out that one of the technicians had made slight missinterpretation...”

“Now that is surprising” O'Neil mumbled sarcastically.

“Doctor McKay sit down” Colonel Sumner gestured towards one f the chairs, and as McKay sat he continued “what is your opinion on a Doctor Felix Hoglund”

“Well he's smart not as smart as I but maybee about sam's level, or well propably not, well he's not the worst scientist I've met”

“yet you recommended against hiring him?” Sumner pointed out

“Yes, the man has no respect for scientific method, he does everything on whim and he cant admit he's wrong”

“Yeah I hate when people are like that” O'neil said looking accusingly at McKay.

“He never backs down general, he never lets anything go” McKay explained.

“That doesn't sound like a bad attribute in a bad situation” said Weir.

“I think you've made up your mind doctor” O'Neil said, looking at the other fifteen files before Weir, knowing that each one would require as much debate as this first one. It was going to be along day.


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Comparatively one of the better chapters I've written, wit the changes I'm hoping to make to the main characters personality I may have to rewrite most of it anyway. 
Until next time.

to chapter 2 Departure

How to use this Blogg

Ok I have no idea if Blogger has any functions for these things but if I discvover that they do I'll try to incorporate that into the structure of the blog as I learn how to work it.

As for now, don't use the BlogArchive, use the keyword system.
Keywords I will use are name/title of the storyline (I hereby define storyline as a number of interlinking stories), what franchise it belongs to (Startrek fanfic If I ever write such will for an example be labelled Star Trek), and it's current status.

The statuses I use as of this moment are:

Finished - which means that the story line is finished or at least finished for a large portion of the storyline. This is probably the final version of this chapter/story.

In progress - I think this is the final version but I may decide to scrap or rewrite if I feel that it doesn't fit with what I need later on.

Unfinished - The chapter/story is unifinished, I will go back and rewrite and/or edit it later.

Scrapped - This is no longer canon in the storyline, or in the meta storyline, this is left sole for people who want to see how my writing have progressed over time.

That said every story in a storyline even if that storyline is scrapped will have links in the beginning to previous chapter/story or storyline and/or in the end to the next chapter/story or storyline. Note that after I decide to scrap a story or storyline it will not link to non scrapped stories/chapter or storylines.

Welcome to my blogg.

Welcome to Ye Olde Fictionwriter!

My name is Fredrik Dunge and I'll be using this blogg to post the works of fiction I find myself writing from tome to time. I have previously posted fanfic relating the the IP's of my miniatures wargaming blog Whispers From the Warp, on that blogg, from here on I'll have to consider if I'll post such things here or keep posting it there. I have also written or well ok let's be honest and say started writing, fanfics based on a huge number of franchises, hopefully those works regardless if I ever finish them will crop up on this site in time.Some of you will note that most of my storis are havy with dialogue and very little happening at least 'on screen' this is because I started of my writing career writing theatre not books.

And I think that's all for now.

until next time folks.