This short story was written for @LOST_WFTB. He was sick one day and I promised him I’d do it.
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The Lost and Stargate Atlantis Theory
“What’s he doing, John? John, what’s he doing?” Kate was panicking. They were so close; she could see the Island from the helicopter. “Why him? Why now?”
John didn’t look at her. His eyes were locked on the Island. A look of longing and regret flashed briefly over his worn features, “Because if he doesn’t flip that switch, the Island blows up, taking us with it. You’d die. And he can’t live with that, Kate.”
“We don’t know that for sure! Damn it, Locke, we’re so close! It’s supposed to be you! Not him! Not now, please.”
“Trust me, Kate, no one is more aware of that fact than I am.” Locke paused, “I can feel the-”
The radio crackled. “Freckles? Freckles, you there, baby? Come in! I don’t think there’s much time left.”
“Sawyer? Sawyer, oh god, hang on, we’re coming! John’s with me, we’re flying in, he can flip the switch. He-”
“Freckles, shut up and let me tell you goodbye already!”
Kate couldn’t hold back her tears. His voice. The way he spoke. We were supposed to end up together. “I love you, Sawyer.”
“Somehow I always thought we’d end up together…” His words mirrored her thoughts. “Goodbye Freckles. Damn! I-” The radio went dead. From ahead came the predictable flash of light, and the Island was no more.
“What the hell was that?” Lt. Colonel Sheppard was getting to his feet after being thrown roughly to the ground by a giant shudder running through Atlantis. “Rodney?”
“I’m working on it! Jeez. I fell to ground too, you know!” Doctor McKay wobbled to his customary workstation and began reading sensor data. “Wait. This can’t be.”
“What the hell was that?” Ronon burst into the gateroom followed closely by Colonel Carter and Teyla.
“That’s exactly what I said.” Sheppard was standing beside McKay.
“No, no, no. This can’t be right.” McKay was continuously rechecking the data on the display before him, running it through all possible diagnostic subroutines.
“What is it Rodney?” Samantha Carter’s eyes widened as she saw the information on McKay’s display panel for herself.
Ronon turned to Teyla, “It’s never good when her eyebrows shoot up like that.”
“Well? What is it?” Teyla’s voice distracted Rodney from his disbelief.
“A rather large Island just appeared out of nowhere a kilometer to the west of us.” McKay was shaking his head. “The shock we just felt was a rather large tidal wave crashing into our shield.”
“Wait, what? An Island just appeared out of nowhere?” Sheppard was already thinking of recon.
“John. That’s not the weirdest part.” Samantha Carter and Rodney McKay shared a look. “Its interior design is Ancient. John, this reads like a prototype of Atlantis.”
(This is where the intro theme song begins! Lol! La-La-La!)
“It came from Earth.” Rodney was again the centre of attention. At least, in his mind he was. “We don’t know how yet, but the power needed to open a wormhole from Earth to the Pegasus Galaxy is, well-”
“Well what?” Sheppard cut in with his as usual perfect timing.
“Impossible! That’s what! Without the use of a supergate, that island would need at least a dozen ZPMs, not to mention the technical difficulties of merging the hyperspace window technology with the stargate power systems!”
John Sheppard smiled. “So, let go already! Ronon, Teyla, McKay, meet me in the jumper room-”
Samantha Carter interrupted. “Wait John, that’s not all. Our scans detect really strange energy readings coming from that island. It’s almost as if the island is using enthalpy energy variations to sustain itself. Right now, the enthalpic power fluctuations are minimal, but with every action we take on that island, its power levels increase.”
Lt. Colonel Sheppard cocked his head, “What? So you’re saying that every change that occurs on the island gives it power?”
Rodney shook his head, “We don’t know, this shouldn’t be possible! You can’t store enthalpy! If you could, you’d literally be able to tweek the relativistic flow of time! Plus, scans indicate that the technology inside the bowels of Island is millions of years old! We think that this was a prototype for Atlantis! Constructed by the Ancients on Earth before they left the Milky Way galaxy.”
“There’s only one way to find out.” Ronon was itching to do something. “Let’s go already!”
“Not so fast.” Samantha Carter looked at the large warrior. “We’re also getting some strange lifeform readings…”
Teyla wanted to go explore the island as well, but she, contrary to Ronon, liked to be prepared as much as possible. “What do you mean, strange, Colonel Carter?”
“The readings read like Wraith lifesigns… Except hundreds of times more powerful… And the lifeform energy seems to be linked with the enthalpic power that the island seems to store…” Samantha Carter looked worried when she spoke the words. “We’re also reading a single Human lifesign, deep inside the island, week, but it’s there.”
“Good enough for me.” John Sheppard already had one of his instinctive plans all worked out. “Get the Daedalus to keep a lock on our biosignatures, if something goes wrong, we’ll just beam out. Alright people, suit-up, we’re going on a field trip!”
Sawyer opened his eyes. He saw the ceiling of this god-forsaken room. He was lying on his back. Why does he always wake up on his back after the Island teleports? His hand hurt. Memory flooded back. He was alive! He did it! Kate was safe. The Island didn’t explode. He was somehow getting used to all this time traveling. He held onto a fragile hope as he flicked the radio switch. “Freckles! Kate! You there?”
The speakers suddenly popped, for a split second, Sawyer lost his cynical demeanor. She’s still there, he thought. All is not lost. But his moment of hope was short lived. “This is Colonel Carter. Please identify yourself.”
Oh crap, Sawyer knew the routine by now. Military equals trouble, no matter in what time period. His survival instinct kicked in. He grabbed the AK still propped on the workstation. Checked the clip. And hot-footed it out of the Island’s main switch chamber.
In no time he was running through the familiar foliage, heading for the caves that held so many memories for him. For a split second he was convinced that someone was following him. Having learned not to look back, he pushed on even harder towards the caves.
But it was not meant to be. As he turned a blind corner he ended up face to face with a very large man with long dreadlocks pointing a strange gun at him. Sawyer skidded to a stop and jumped into the underbrush. He knew this island like the back of his hand. He started sliding down the side of a mid-sized ravine hidden from view by the foliage. He wasn’t sure but he thought he heard the man yell after him, “Stop! Wait! We just want to talk!” But Sawyer was not new to this game. No one on the Island wants to ‘Just Talk’.
Lt. Colonel Sheppard and Ronon looked at each other. Ronon shrugged, “Why do they always run when they see me?”
“You’re big and scary and you have a tendency to point that gun of yours at everything that moves. We don’t have time for this. This island is huge.” Sheppard opened a channel to the Daedalus. “He just gave us the slip. Do you have a lock on him?”
“We do, Lt. Colonel.”
“Beam him into a holding cell on Atlantis.”
“Copy that!”
“And be careful, he’s armed.”
“Copy that. Daedalus out!”
Sawyer was truly shaken, “Who the hell are you people? What the hell is this?”
A pretty blond, obviously in charge, walked over to the strange energy reinforced cell he was standing in. “This might seem a little strange.”
“Oh, trust me, Blondie, me and strange are old friends.”
The pretty blonde raised an eyebrow, “Ok… Well then, you’re on an Earth outpost called Atlantis, in the Pegasus Galaxy. From what we can gather, the same people that built that island you were on, built this outpost.”
“Ha! Best one yet, don’t try it, Blondie, this ain’t my first twirl around the dance floor, you know.”
“You have what we call the Ancient gene, that’s why you can activate the technology on that island… But, from what we’ve discovered, the island was not supposed to exist. The Ancients activated a temporal cloaking device before leaving Earth for the Pegasus Galaxy. The time cloak was supposed to prevent the technology on island from accidentally falling into wrong hands… Or from being misused… However, considering what we discovered there, they were wholly unsuccessful.”
Sawyer began laughing, “Aliens? Oh, this is getting better by the minute! Now, why don’t you let me out of here-”
“Not Aliens… Mister…?”
“Sawyer.”
“Mister Sawyer… The Ancients were not Aliens, they’re originally from Earth… They… evolved… and left Earth some millions of years ago… Humans, us, we were the second evolution… But some few, like you, Mr. Sawyer-”
“It’s just Sawyer, Blondie, skip the Mister, would’ya? Makes me feel older than I should be, and what would be your name? And are all these guards necessary?”
“Alright, Sawyer…” She walked over to the holding cell’s control panel, lowered the shield and walked in. “My name is Colonel Samantha Carter, there, now come with me, I want you to see something. I think it’ll help you understand.”
They walked through large halls filled with people, pass strange control panels, pass strange technology, to finally arrive in a large room with a large circular ring on the far end. The Colonel turned to Sawyer, “We call this a Stargate.”
The ring suddenly turned into a whirlpool of light that exploded outwards before retracting on itself. Like soapy film on a bubble blower, light shone inside the ring. “What the hell?”
“That’s the event horizon of a wormhole. By activating that switch inside that island of yours, you did the same thing except the wormhole you created encapsulated the entire island, and brought it to another Galaxy.”
“Ok… This is new…” Sawyer, for one of the first times in his life, couldn’t come up with a witty response…
Shakespeare knew the truth.
More to come, I’m taking this blog thing slowly. Cheers to all!
