[center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a1/6e/c6/a16ec626b30bd2d591e56e26544425ad.jpg[/img][/center] The Prometheus dropped out of hyperspace in orbit above Coruscant. Brigadier General Jack O'Neill sat at the helm looking out the viewport ahead off him. "Shields up!-" The Klaxon sounded around the ship "-Cut the siren Marks. We all know the situation." "Yes Sir." The klaxon stopped, you could hear a pin being dropped throughout the ship as [i]everyone[/i] was on edge. "Carter." Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter sat to his right in the second seat. A position not usually reserved for her, but given her expertise he felt it was the best place for her. With no more of a command than simply saying her name she looked up from the data she was pouring over. "It's incredible. I know Daniel told us that this is a space-faring society but the ships here number in the [i]thousands[/i] I've never seen anything-" "Carter-" He interupted, before gesturing out the window to the faint ball that represented Coruscant. "-the planet?" She cleared her throat. "Sorry sir." Adjusting herself she went back to her terminal. "It seems to be completely covered in metal structures, I can't get an accurate read from this distance. I am getting Replicator Signals." Carter cut herself off, O'Neill motioned with his hand indicating she should continue. "-They're in the Billions sir. It's hard to say, but I've never seen these numbers. I mean it makes sense with the amount of raw material they have to consume, but it's still frightening." O'Neill turned his chair to the Un-Ascended version of Daniel Jackson. "Billions of bugs in an environment with virtually limitless raw material to replicate with, what do you expect us to do?" Daniel shrugged defiantly. "I don't know, I don't remember, or I've not done it yet." O'Neill wagged his finger. "You know this whole ascension thing was supposed to be good. Instead it's lead from one crisis to the next." "Sir. I've located one of the other ships that Daniel sent here." She brought up the [i]Vengeful Spirit[/i] on screen. O'Neill couldn't suppress the whistle. "Now that's a ship." "Indeed." The ever-stoic, ever-silent member of SG-1 announced from behind O'Neills left shoulder. He was glad he had requested SG-1 accompany him on this mission, while he had taken command of the Prometheus rather than the SGC so that he could actually go out in the Galaxy and do some good. He had missed the companionship of Teal'c. "Bring us alongside, maximum thrust, and broadcast on all channels-" Marks nodded to indicate he was broadcasting. "This is General Jack O'Neill of the U-S-A-F vessel Prometheus. We are standing by and ready to assist. I will say we [i]do[/i] have experience with these pesty little buggers, and we're ready to get to work." He nodded to Marks, before turning back to Sam Carter. "We do have a weapon to defeat the buggers, right?" "Well, we do have the specifications made by you for the Anti-Replicator Weapon. The problem is whether or not these bugs are immune to it or not. Then it's trying to hit the entire planet at once. It's not as if we'll get many chances, and we need to stop them getting off-world. The blockade is a good start but if they have a hyperspace capable ship there is nothing to stop them jumping away before they make orbit." "So you have a plan right?" The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, in what could have been an attempt to hide a wince. "I plan, to have a plan, Sir."