Just a quick note, I don't own stargate, command and conquer or freelancer, that should suffice.

Earth Orbit, July 27th 2021

High above the blue orb of earth, watching protectively over its home world, stood the Battle station Philadelphia, the recently constructed behemoth, orbited directly over its namesake, its silver armour reflecting the rising sun far in the distance. It was a proud accomplishment of the human race in these somewhat dark times, for as much as humanity did not like to admit it, they were in a battle for their survival.

The construction of several other such stations filled space, earth was slowly becoming a self protected worlds, no longer relying on its fleets for protection, they were sent to help maintain the growing front lines of the galactic war raging. Suddenly, a Prometheus class roared past the station, rapidly moving out of the planets gravity pull, it bared its name proudly, the USS Iowa, the 14th of its class to date. It joined the small group of Victory Class Light cruisers, before jumping out, leaving the space around earth empty, barring the Philadelphia herself.

Philadelphia Station, synchronous orbit above Philadelphia City

General O'Neill stood on the command deck, his aging face starred out to the soon to be complete Los Angeles station thousands of kilometres away, it seemed almost an insignificant speck from such a distance, but like every ship constructed, every ally brought in, it gave hope. The allies were losing the war, ever since the Goa'uld started to notice the growing threat of the allied worlds, the feudal nature that the Tau'ri relied on, was generally a myth of times before, now they came in force.

"Good to finally see this thing Solomon, with a couple more of these things and the ion cannons online, we can finally go on the offensive again." O'Neill said, slowly turning to his subordinate, Major General James Solomon, second in command of the United States Space Forces, formerly known as 'homeworld security,' and with it in charge of the Sol Systems defense.

"No thanks are needed sir, you're the one that got this thing through the politicians." Solomon said with a slight grin, " Besides, once we got enough of these things, you're going to have to get one of your own."

"Ha, I might just take you up on that once the Washington's complete." The General smirked, "But that's not going to be a couple of years."

"Well let's just hope this one lives up to congress's expectations, if not, we'll be lucky if we get the Los Angeles built."

"Not to mention the other nations stations, what are we up to now, the London, the Moscow….that it so far isn't it?"

Solomon replied with," Almost, seems the French just passed the construction of the Paris, not willing to rely on the Brits."

"Heh, not totally unexpected, wouldn't even buy the Prometheus designs without severe modifications."

"They offered more, how could we refuse?"

"I suppose, but enough on this, show me this weapon of yours Carter got so ecstatic about." O'Neill ordered

"Your going to love this thing, would rip apart any Ha'tak stupid enough to get within range, 5 times the range, 5 times the power, the Mk II Ion Cannon."

Earth Surface, 'Hammerfest Base'

Hammerfest base, the first united earth effort in the war, a gigantic multi-purpose military base in the Norwegian wilderness. Its scientific department, responsible for many of the latest creations to hit the field, the main brake-throughs being two fold, firstly the sub-orbital fighter, the X-307 Orca, which was considered by mainly a 'harrier on steroids,' for its VOTL engines and extreme agility, originally the prototype was designed to be the next generation combat helicopter, however redesign with alien technology, mainly internal dampeners, ion engines and the knowledge gathered from the F-302's, lead it to become a capable fighter in space environment as long as support is close by.

The second technological development was the first human designed, and incorporated shield system, codenamed Firestorm. While many of the Earths ships still incorporate the much more reliable and more powerful Asgard shields, many civilian ships have already bought the design, as well as its incorporation onto fighters and other non-capital ships of the earth's space forces.

Other than its uses as a research facility, the base also included a substantial shipyard, working on the next generation Thor class dreadnoughts, ships only beaten in size by the first colony ships, measuring a good 562 metres in length, armed with ion cannons, several asgard pulse cannons, numerous missile tubes, and dozens of railgun point defense weapons, it was a clear step up from the Prometheus Battlecruisers in terms of raw firepower, range and defense. As well as this, the Thor can support two full squadrons of F-302's or F-307's, giving it limited capability as a carrier, as well as heavy battleship. It was expected to be the most superior ship other then the Asgard O'Neill class battlecrusier, from which O'Neill conned the name off, saying it was 'revenge on his little grey butt.'

The Thor herself was almost complete, only needing to have its ion cannon network placed on, the original weapons researched nearly two decades ago, ever since the renewed interest in the 'star wars' program, while the original idea was to do massive research into laser weaponry, the idea failed once it was realized that lasers would not even scratch Goa'uld shielding, innovative thinkers recalled the ideas of the Tollan Ion Cannon. While using the same concept, it was a totally different weapon, instead of firing bursts that proved to be ineffective against the newer Goa'uld shielding, the design called for something with a greater punch, a continuous beam is fired from the First Generation Ion Cannons, if not smashing right through shields, then severely weakening them under the full strain of ionized particles. Its first true test was with the attack by Baal 13 years ago, mounted on the Daedalus, and completely obliterated Ha'taks left and right, its only main fallback was its long charge time, which has been corrected somewhat with the Mk II.

Even the Prototype Walkers were under construction, the Titan class battlemech in particular, while even larger then even the Abrahams main battle tank, therefore defeating what ever chances of getting it through a stargate, the heavy armour, and thrusters should allow it to survive orbital landings, however this is all theory, as many of the scientists believe the prototype will break up in the atmosphere.

Multiple transporters roared towards the base, the markings of the US Marines signified it to be the ships ready to take the latest batch of Wolverines to the Sirius Colonies. The ships, definitely not designed to look pretty, stopped over one of Hammerfest's many landing zones, slowly dropped vertically towards the concrete ground below. Their pickup, the Wolverine battlesuits, were piloted towards the transports, as they were now rolling down the ramps for the pick up. Several Orca's waited in the sky's, hovering just over the base, ever since disclosure, there had been a lot of mixed opinions, it was definitely the dawn of a new age, but an age for the better? It was a question many contemplated with what had happened to the world since that fateful day 12 years ago.

For nearly a year now, convoys had been intercepted by extremist groups, the days of terrorism were far from over, and in some case they were worse. The sudden flow of technology gave newer more radical technology, and particularly weapons to all the nations of earth, under the Declaration of Disclosure signed by all members of the United Nations. Intelligence rarely spoke of it, but strange fighters have been seen just outside many ships sensor range, they looked like beefed up death gliders painted red, and they appeared extremely advanced, what limited Intel they had on the fighters indicated anti-grav engines, as well as a strange form of plasma weaponry. Frankly, it scared a lot of people as to who possessed such technology, it was kept under raps for the time being, they were an unknown, and an unknown on your homeworld in a galactic war is a definite no-no.

Planet Manhattan-New York System, Sirius Sector- 182 Light Years from Earth

This system 20 years ago would have been completely empty, no ships, no stations, no people, no nothing, now however, it was the heart of human expansion. Since the exploration of this cluster of star systems, the humans made every effort to make its first true grasp for galactic power, dozens of habitable worlds, absolutely rich with resources, and within relative distance from earth, it was a gold mine. The first 4 colony ships were built, crewed, and supplied within 2 years, the Liberty, the Bretonia, The Rheinland and the Kusari, each representing the 4 nations of the United States, the United Kingdom, Germany and Japan.

The colony ships, as well as escorting supply ships, even the warships, began a massive effort to set up their respective colonies, after doing the initial establishment of the colonies, work was put underway for the new jump-gates for easy system access. Now ships only having sub light engines, came by the bucket load into the new colonies, mass development happened and in a mere decade, the colonies were truly taking shape. Manhattan, New London, New Tokyo and New Berlin combined, numbered near one million residents, soon the Russian Kukov, and the Chinese Zhongguo, would join as well. Unfortunately, further Intel shown that the colonies were very close to the outskirts of Baal's constantly growing territory, the combined earth navy jumped to the protection of their colonies, and ever since then war has raged.

In the New York System, the Colonial Prometheus fleet gathered, several hyperspace signals were incoming, 8 Ha'taks, most likely with full fighter compliment, against 4 Prometheus Battlecruisers, with barely enough fighters to full two squadrons. They held an orbit above the American Colony, its defense network still under planning, it relied on ships for the defense. Hyperspace exit points opened in a blaze of purple light, spewing out Goa'uld ships just outside the Prometheus's range.

USS Unity

"Captain, their launching fighters."

"Is the Ion cannon charged?" Captain Helen Fitzpatrick's of the Unity asked, as the battlecrusier fleet moved swiftly towards the enemy.

"Almost, give it a good minute or two and were ready to fire at full power."

"Looks like the other ships are having the same problem ma'am, their firing missiles."

"Do the same, prepare railguns, looks like the gliders are going to move in ahead."

"Roger that, CIWS network active, F-302's holding position with the fleet, requesting permission to engage the gliders."

"Granted, tell them to conserve their missiles, we might need them if the ion cannons fail."

"Aye ma'am, they're away."

Amongst the mass amounts of missiles, the F-302-C interceptors charged in, 3rd generation space fighters, developed just 2 years ago. Its main change from the template fighter was its new shielding, giving it a huge advantage against the already over welling odds the Goa'uld faced in fighter combat. Its railguns charged and ready, missiles on stand by, they traveled within the storm, constantly jamming the attempted weapons lock of stray torpedoes.

The approaching gliders and Al'kesh, bent on the destruction of the human world, did not expect any resistance, let alone a human fleet. They had seen the humans slaughter Goa'uld ships through those 'missile' weapons, some outright passed through shields! It was a worry to put it lightly.

Fist of the Gods

In the Ha'tak fleet, stood Baal's first prime, ever since the jaffa 'liberation' of Dakara, the forces of the gods had been split in two, the majority joining the heretics and challenging the holy will of their gods, it sickened him that he belonged to the same race.

"First, incoming Tau'ri weapons!' the young jaffa at the ships helm reported.

"Inform the gliders to continue the charge, take out as many missiles as they can, but continue to charge!"

Glider Fleet

Dozens of fighters prepared to intercept the swarm, if not with their weapons then their fighters themselves

Staff cannon blasts fired at insane rates towards the speeding missiles, some were lucky, and sliced right into the explosive warheads, causing a massive chain reaction with nearby torpedoes. Cheers of victory and thanks to their god were heard clearly through the comm. Channels, it must have been a shock to the distracted gliders when 24 Tau'ri next generation fighters burst from the debris, their shields shinning brightly from the explosion. Railgun rounds fired at the fighters, a couple of enhanced sidewinders at the al'kesh, before they could even fire back, a good 3rd of the force were blown away.

Dogfights began, the uda'jeets firing desperately at their shielded counterpart to no effect, bright blue railgun bursts cut into armour like it was nothing, the only problem for the earth fighters was that there were too many target to take down. If it was only the fighters the Goa'uld would have won after a long a devastating battle, unfortunately, they forgot about the 4 Battlecruisers charging in.

USS Unity

"Fire all railguns!" The captain ordered, the silent guns of the Prometheus class jumped to life, spewing out destructive metal at hypersonic speeds.

"Fighters are coming in for restock of missiles, they report the Ha'taks are moving in." The comm. Officer reported, noticing the dozens of explosions taking place outside the ship.

"Let them come, well put an end to this with a good old broadside, and an ion beam down their throat." The captain said while grinning viciously.

The weapons officer, Lieutenant Commander Hoskins smirked at this, "cannons fully charged ma'am, Asgard pulse weapons are ready on your mark!"

"Ah, you work wonders commander, fire on the first ship in range."

Battle

The Unity surged forward, ignoring the fragile remains of the jaffa fighter squadrons, and its sister ships finishing them off. In barely 30 seconds of low speed, they were in range, you could see the Ha'taks charging forwards through the windows, it was a sad sight to know they weren't going to be charging soon.

The Unity turned on its axis, spinning until the bottom of the ship faced the enemy fleet, the ion cannon placed on the relatively bare belly of the Prometheus class, was the only place with enough room to support the 40 metre cannon without removing other systems. Its turret mount activated, aiming the powerful weapon at the fleet, and fired.

A massively powerful blue beam streaked out towards the Goa'uld ships, the ionized particles contained in a magnetic field, focused the beam into a blast no bigger then a metre across, the beam hit the shields of the lead Ha'tak, and sliced through them as if they weren't there, the armour didn't stop the beam either, as it went through the ship, and burst right out the other end, hitting a second Goa'uld ship, bashing slowly into the shields, and causing an ugly mark on the high level armour.

It didn't stop there, as the Ha'taks began their return fire, they were meet with an assault of the Unity's twin pulse cannons, while not matching the ion cannons with raw fire power, they were damn close, and made up for it with their high rate of fire. The other 3 Prometheus's joined in the assault, a trio of ion beams gutted the fleet, and what was left of it fought against the mix of pulse blasts and missiles.

5 Ha'taks already cut down, salvos of missiles and pulse blast meet with plasma bursts, shields shinning brightly. A full assault by the arrive trio of Prometheus's singled out a ship, an onslaught of energy blasts ripped into the armour, leaving molten remains, spewing into space like an open wound.

Fist of the Gods.

The first stood in shock, his fleet, his gods fleet had been slaughtered by the Tau'ri, and they only caused damage to one vessel in return. His ship, ravaged by the attack, was in no shape to fight back, he knew only two ways to end this, both equally almost certain death.

"We retreat, we must inform Lord Baal of the defenses of this system, and return in greater numbers."

"Yes first."

USS Unity

"Pulse cannons are drained mam, they need to recharge!" the weapons officer yelled over the constant screaming of the klaxons.

The captain held her arm to support the broken bone "Fire the Ion Cannon again!" she ordered, "I don't care if it's at only 5, fire it anyway!"

"Their retreating!"

The growing hyperspace window suddenly closed with one of the two remaining Ha'taks flying blindly into it, leaving its sister ship to the slaughter of 4 low level ion beams gutting it completely, the 14th battle of New York was won.

Fitzpatrick sighed in relief, not sure for which reason, the safety of the colony, or the end of the scream sirens. "We really need Newark Station online, we can't keep this up." She said to no one in particular, the crew agreed none the less.

Sol System, Earth, Underground base near the Tiber River, Italy

Scientists scuttled back and forth from their projects, they had been working on one particular project for nearly a century, they didn't have the hassle of using primitive technology that up until now their non-believing counterparts had to use. They had access to the knowledge that the mighty Kane had given them. Recent reports shown that Kane's technology was extremely similar to captured Goa'uld technology, and that the Goa'uld were false gods, but that was a lie, a lie of western propaganda. Kane was the immortal leader of the Brotherhood of Nod.

For millennia, the great leader believed the rise of humanity would rest on the discovery and use of a material called Naqaudah, a tale the United States and their stargate program proved correct, but it was no where to be found on earth. Kane told the brotherhood that his evil brothers and sisters stole it from the earth, leaving it dry and giving no chance of truly reaching the stars, but he also believed that there was still naqaudah left on the homeworld, it just was not in accessible amounts. That was what the Tiberium Project was for, and soon it would be put to the test, and nothing will be able to stop the brotherhood, not the western pigs, not the growing Chinese superpower, not even Kanes brother, the one the great leader called Baal.