Disclaimer: I don't own Halo or Stargate.

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This will be the LAST and FINAL segment of Consequences of War and, likely, a disappointing one. I was too ambitious as many earlier readers suggested and I never really planned it out (unlike now where I have a clear and sad ending to the story) but don't fear! I will start a new version however I need YOU the reviewers to help me.

At the end…

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1055 Hours, April 4, 1997 (Revised Military Calendar) / Unclaimed world, P3X-774, several thousand light-years from Earth

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Carter turned towards him, a look of disbelief on her face. Unlike Daniel or Teal'c, she opted out of the visor add-on. "Are we seriously entertaining the idea of going after Apophis?"

Jack nodded.

"Sir, we're not prepared for an attack! Half the ordnance we're carrying is tranquilizer guns."

At this point Daniel intervened.

"So we use one of them to knock him out. He'll wake up in a holding cell without his guards, without his technology, and he will have no choice but to tell us everything we want to know about Goa'uld technology, about where Sha're is." Oh boy – he was making this a bit too personal now. Jack understood what Daniel was going through and he wanted Skaara back as much as Daniel did but the thought of having another snakehead in custody was just too good of a chance to pass up. The other Goa'uld had been a gold mine of information and a quarter of the address from the Abydos Cartouches were labeled as worlds of interest not just for potential technology to be 'liberated' from the Goa'uld but also a source of revenue in the form of Naquadah, precious metals and what Teal'c called 'Trinium.'

As much as he liked the idea, as much as he'd dreamed of having the bastard in chains since he'd seen the videos of Apophis's first incursion into what used to be the SGC, he had to be a bit realistic. The mission was already screwed up – they couldn't get back home now, after all, they had the problem of how to get back home. Plus, the invisible creature that they were hunting for was gone and he didn't feel like trudging through the forest for it… again.

"Can I remind you that we don't know where the Stargate is?"

Daniel's determination wavered.

"He will have the Goa'uld homing device I spoke of," said Teal'c.

Good man!

"There you go," Daniel said a smug look on his face.

A wry grin graced Jack's lips. "Alright, you know what were up against better then anyone; can we do what Daniel is talking about?"

Teal'c tilted his head a bit. "We have the element of surprise, and I have my staff weapon. If we eliminate his personal guards quickly, I believe so…"

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1102 Hours, April 4, 1997 (Revised Military Calendar) / Unclaimed world, P3X-774, several thousand light-years from Earth

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Jack watched on his HUD as Apophis and his escort of Jaffa paused in the middle of the path, a wary look on the snakehead's face. He wondered if Apophis had somehow seen the miniscule wire-shaped Fiber Optic Probe Jack had snaked over the small clump of rocks he was behind. No, Jack realized, he hadn't. He'd taken the bait – he'd seen the shoe print Daniel had left in the mud. With having to tell them anything the force of twelve Jaffa took their place around their so-called God with their staff weapons at ready, the head of the long weapon glittering as electrical tendrils danced between the four-pronged oval-shaped barrel. He wondered if any of those Jaffa were like Teal'c, unsure about how divine their so-called really was and then wondered how many Jaffa like Teal'c were out there. There were the Sodan but after several ventures to P9G-844, the SGC considered the Sodan to either have died out a while ago or a myth that the resident snakehead had used to try and deceive them. Either way it didn't help them.

"Jaffa, Kree!"

'Shit!'

Apophis's escort turned, arming their staff weapons as they took their place in front of their self-presumed (not to mention delusionary false) god) like good little soldiers. O'Neill took cover reflexively as a wave of golden globs of plasma arced over his head, scorching and splintering the trees behind him. Small shards of wood chips pitter-pattered on his helmet and armor and he heard his heart thump rapidly against his chest at the infallible whine of staff blasts that continued to pound at them relentlessly. He was dazed as he pulled the little cable down, confused as to how Apophis had seen him. He gripped his Assault Rifle, wishing for a moment that he had taken a weapon with a scope. Damn it, he scowled, there weren't supposed to be any Jaffa on the planet, especially not Apophis. Then again the Stargate wasn't also supposed to disappear into midair but it had and they couldn't do a damn thing about it.

"Teal'c, Carter," he hissed into his helmet's mike, "go!"

Teal'c leapt from his cover; his staff weapon armed as he pressed the top of the long alien weapon against the chest of his target and pressed the weapons trigger. The look on the Jaffa's face wasn't one of pain as two plasma bolts slammed into his body, boiling through his armor and burning through his flesh, it was of surprise. It was the look he carried with to his death as his body slumped sideways to the ground and Carter rose from her hiding place behind a log. Teal'c ducked for cover as two more of Apophis Guards rushed over towards Teal'c's position only to fall to Carter's tranquilizers. The Jaffa staggered with a look of surprise on their faces as they fell to the ground unable to move.

The remaining nine Jaffa split into two groups, going after Teal'c and Carter respectively. The two members of SG-1 took cover as a wave of staff blasts arced towards them, burning away at rock and glassing the ground around them. Small fires rose valiantly and then died moments later as staff blasts ignited fallen leaves and grasses. Now Daniel rose from his position behind a thick mess of foliage, one of the Autumn's oversized M6D's in hand.

BANG!

One Jaffa went down.

BANG!

A head exploded, raining bone and brains on his brotherly Jaffa.

BANG!

A Jaffa crumpled to the ground, grabbing his leg where the oversized bullet had punched through his Trinium shin guards. Daniel had come a long way – it almost scared Jack at how Daniel had changed since the new guys in charge of the SGC shaped Daniel into something less of a bleeding heart. His eyes drifted to the oversized pistol in his hands. Something as small as a pistol shouldn't have that much firepower, Jack thought as he flicked the safety off and brought his weapon to bear, taking aim at Apophis as his escorts floundered back to their God, taking cover behind rocks and trees. He should probably have dropped his rifle for the one with the tranquilizers but he wanted to make Apophis suffer before they brought him in. Apophis turned to him, a look of indignation on his face mixed in with, to Jack's confusion and ire, peace.

The hell? The snakehead was supposed to be wetting his skirt.

Fuck it, he didn't care.

'Bang-Bang-Boom,' he thought.

He squeezed the trigger.

Apophis's hand went to his Kara Kesh.

A flash of golden erupted just in front of Apophis as the bullets smashed into something that hadn't been there moments ago. Jack stared in disbelief as a smirk appeared on the so-called God's face before be replace by a nasty look. A shield, Jack thought, the bastard had a shield! This was new and again tilted the balance of power. The new SGC, augmented with the advanced and futuristic technology from the Autumn were more than capable of handling anything the Goa'uld threw at them but if the Goa'uld had personal shields then that changed things. He gritted his teeth and fired again.

Apophis laugh as the bullets pinged off his shield.

Fuck!

"Jaffa, Kree!"

Shit.

He emptied the clip in the hope (it was faint hope and inside of him he knew that it was a futile gesture but hey, he had to be optimistic,) that at least a few would get past his shield. He ejected the clip, another ready in his gloved palm as he slapped it in with a satisfying click. His eyes drifted to a sudden motion to the right and saw one of Carter's Jaffa throw his weapon at Apophis who grabbed it in midair, armed it, leveled and fired it in a single fluid motion.

Move!

He leapt to the side – too late.

He felt as if the air had been knocked out of him as he crashed to the ground, gasping as his armor took the brunt of the blow, layer after layer of futuristic metal having been burned away in a second. He blinked in confusion and wanted to laugh. Goddamn, he was alive! Hell, if they had this sort of armor when Apophis first attacked, he would already be dead!

"Colonel!"

Instantly he was brought back to the beginning.

She screamed.

He felt cold.

He turned his head, groggily getting back to his feet, breathing harshly as Daniel took several staff blasts to the chest. He reached for his M6D when he saw Apophis aiming his weapon straight at him, a smile on his face. His eyes flashed and O'Neill flinched. He looked into the vacant expression on Daniels face and then into the pain-stricken face on Carter's. He looked towards Teal'c who was still firing, a grim expression on his face and then his focus flitted down to the staff weapon on his shoulder.

"You will die now."

"You won't get a whimper from me," O'Neill said, clutching at the area where the staff weapon had struck him. He raised the oversized pistol, flicking off the safety. Hell, if this was SG-1's last stand, if this is where he was going to die, then he'd go out firing in a blaze of self-proclaimed glory. From the look Apophis was giving him, he understood and it made O'Neill hate the snakehead even more. He didn't want respect from a parasitic bastard like him. He doubted he was going to get past that shield but it was going to make him feel a whole lot better in the end. "I'm going with a bang."

He fired.

So did Apophis.

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Anyway, with my second version I need to know if people would like it at the beginning of the series or somewhere in future seasons, aka post Season 1. Also offer ideas, I can't think of everything and fresh minds like yours are more valuable than mine.

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