Chapter 29

  Yu-huang Shang ti, the venerable patriarch of the Goa’uld System Lords, stood as a towering figure in the annals of their history. He was not only the oldest among them but also arguably the most illustrious, basking in the accolades of his prosperous reign. During the era of the First Goa’uld Dynasty, Yu cast his lot with the Supreme System Lord Ra, championing his cause and deftly managing the rivalries of the other System Lords. This alliance not only elevated Yu's esteemed reputation but also facilitated his ambitious territorial conquests, solidifying his status among the elite of the Goa’uld.

  With an astonishing array of worlds under his dominion, Yu proudly wielded one of the most extensive realms within Goa’uld-controlled space. At the pinnacle of his influence, he commanded the loyalty of four Goa’uld Queens and had a retinue of 100 concubines. Additionally, he selected human underlings, whom he affectionately dubbed his sons, to oversee his vast territories in his absence. These chosen sons enjoyed governance over the lands, wielding power that was unmatched, even among Yu's own Jaffa troops, who were afforded greater privileges than those of other System Lords.

  Yet, much like his contemporaries, Yu enforced his rule with an unyielding Iron Fist, orchestrating the fervent loyalty of millions of Jaffa warriors and overseeing a formidable fleet of Hatak vessels. His realm stretched far and wide, characterized by the might of his armada and the sheer expanse of his territories. The mere thought of encroaching upon his homeworld, much less his magnificent castle, filled even the bravest of souls with trepidation—except for one: Amos Fyree.

  “We’re in position,” said Reva.

  “Teleporters are primed and ready to go,” said Freyr.

  “Good, beam it to the hangar bay,” Amos ordered.

  In the hangar bay of the Skidbladnir, appeared a fully functional Goa’uld sarcophagus. Its dazzling golden plating adorned with ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics stood out in the dark and grey hangar of the old Asgard science vessel. After securing the device, the Skidbladnir disembarked Yu’s planet and went back into hyperspace.

  “Is that it?” said Reva as she entered the Skidbladnir’s hangar bay.

  “Yes, this is what we need. A Goa’uld sarcophagus,” Amos responded as he meticulously analyzed the alien device.

  Freyr walked into the hangar bay joining the others. “I admire your boldness Amos Fyree; however, A Goa’uld sarcophagus does not work in the way you imagine.”

  Amos stood up having carefully examined the device and said, “I know. That’s why we’re going to make it better.”

  Freyr and Reva looked at each other unsure on where to start.

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  “Goa’uld resurrection technology can only resurrect the newly dead. It can not regrow limbs. It cannot reverse aging. It can barely even prolong the age of the living. Moreover, Goa’uld resurrection technology darkens the mind and makes people who use it insane,” argued Freyr.

  “Goa’uld resurrection technology was also made by the Goa’uld. We’re not Goa’uld. With our advanced intellect I am positive we can fix this technology and make it better,” reassured Amos.

  “Where do we begin then, my love?” Reva asked. “How can we replace the missing limbs, organs, even cells of someone who has already died.”

  Amos folded his arms and took a moment. He then lifted his finger to the sky and said, “Easy. We use our replicator technology.”

  Reva moved forward to him noticing he had a point. “You’re right! With the replicator technology you used to create me, we could fine tune the sarcophagus and make it capable of not only reanimating dead tissue but…”

  “Rebuild missing body parts!” finished Freyr, finally catching on to Amos’s idea.

  Amos shook his head in agreement. “Precisely; now let’s get to work!”

  Over the next few days, the three of them worked tirelessly on enhancing the Goa’uld sarcophagus. Reva duplicated several of the Goa’uld resurrection devices while Freyr and Amos worked on ways of adding the replicator to the machine.

  “The biosynthetic polymer mimicking human skin should be good enough to replace the dead organs and cells,” said Amos as he was tinkering with the internal mechanics of the sarcophagus.

  “Yes, I’ve increased the effectiveness of the polymer making it nearly identical to human DNA. Not even members of the Asgard Science Guild would be able to tell the difference between natural human DNA and this new polymer,” boasted Freyr as he finished perfecting the material they used to make Reva.

  “All we need to do is synchronize the resurrection technology with the nanites in the replicator and the artificial intelligence in the matter converter will fill in the gaps. Whatever can be preserved will be rejuvenated, while Whatever is missing the replicator will fill in the gaps,” Amos added.

  The trio worked diligently to fix the device. Tearing apart several Goa’uld sarcophagi in the process. Finally, after days of intense struggle, they had finally finished their project.

  “It’s finished!” said Amos, wiping beads of sweat off of his face. “May I introduce to you, to the Lantean Commonwealth’s first Resurrection Chamber!”

  Amos had a sense of pride in his voice. Reva had been the one spearheading most of the inventions they had invented since Valhalla. This one, however, was primarily his idea.

  “Now all we need to do is test it,” said Amos.

  “Where are we going to get a dead body from?” asked Freyr.

  Amos thought to himself for a minute, outside of Earth he didn’t know anyone dead who could help them. He thought about going to Earth and getting a dead body, but that would be rude and lead to a lot more explaining, especially if they ended up getting caught. That left only an alien to resurrect, but he did not know any aliens except for Teal’c and Vala Mal Daran, and the latter was not even a member of SG1 yet. Then it came to him. He does know an alien who would be of great help. Dr. Jackson would talk about her all the time. What a great way to surprise his mentor. Now, all he had to do was go to where she was buried and place her in the device.

  “Sha’re!” uttered Amos.

  Reva and Freyr shifted their attention to Amos’s words.

  “Isn’t that the wife of Dr. Jackson,” asked Reva.

  “Why yes, she is – or was rather. She died a few years ago if I’m not mistaken,” stated Amos.

  “I do remember hearing stories amongst my people that Dr. Jackson lost his wife while she was a host to the Goa’uld Amunet,” said Freyr pensively.

  “That’s right. she was about to kill Daniel and then Teal’c shot her,” Amos elaborated. “If we resurrect her, we have to make sure we take the Goa’uld out of her before we bring her back to life.”

  “That should be easy enough. We can program the nanites in the replicator to destroy the symbiote, so that when she awakens, she will not be a Goa’uld,” Reva added. “Amos, do you know where Sha’re is buried?".

  “Yes, I do,” said Amos.

  “Reva, set a course for Abbydos!”