Kapitel 28: Chapter 28: Hathor
As soon as Harry stepped out of the gate with his guards, fire was opened onto them. Curiously, it was Zat'nik'tel shots trying to stun them instead of staff fire. For Harry, such weak weapons were no threat. Using his enhanced Kara Kesh, he erected a powerful shield in front of himself and his guards.
He made a few modifications to his Kara Kesh, incorporating a better neutronium-based power source that allowed him to enhance all functionalities: cloaking devices, better scanners, and additional features like gate control in case he wasn't able to use normal telepathy. Sure, he had his magic, but it was better to be prepared in case his magic should fail him; after all, the Wizarding World had ways to suppress magic.
"Kree Jaffa!" Harry shouted the favorite multipurpose word of the Goa'uld in his deep Symbiote voice while making his eyes glow like one.
"Who are you? What are you doing in this world?" asked the Jaffa leading the guards at the gate, an older man without the symbol of a Jaffa on his forehead.
"I am Osiris! Bring me to your goddess; I have an offer of equal benefit for her," Harry said to the man, whom he could feel had a Primta. Harry felt the larva.
"Leave your weapons here!" the lead Jaffa ordered.
"Don't take me for a fool, Jaffa. I heard that your queen needs ships. Are you sure that you want to defy me? Your queen has something I want, and I have something that she needs. I give you my word that I won't attack her; we are surrounded by your people, after all," Harry said coldly.
The man hesitated for a moment before he nodded. "Follow me. Hathor is expecting you!"
This world was indeed one of Hathor's. His Stargate program had already paid off after a few weeks. The modifications his teams installed on the Stargate picked up Hathor, with some of her Jaffa arriving on one of the monitored worlds. From there, it wasn't hard to follow her to her world, since they had access to the gate network and were monitoring it.
Further scouting revealed that she had gathered a large number of slaves that she was turning into Jaffa. They outnumbered his people by over 10 times, with his empire, after further raids, having reached around 300,000, and only slightly over 20,000 of them Magus.
Passing a few open doors, he saw a curious sight: a kind of familiar structure that he had watched before over his sensors on Earth and camera footage. Hathor was constructing a replica of the SGC on Earth.
Soon after, they reached a throne room, with multiple Jaffa guards standing on each side of the wide room. On a throne sat a gorgeous red-haired woman with skimpy Egyptian-styled robes and jewelry decorating her athletic body.
"Osiris, it's been a while. We see you escaped your prison," Hathor greeted him in her Goa'uld voice, talking about herself in the third person.
"Hathor, as beautiful as ever," Harry smiled. "You too escaped. Did Ra decide to punish you too? The Stargate Command seemed to have left quite an impression on you."
"Ra just banished us. It was one of our impudent priestesses that tricked us," Hathor said, staring down at him. "How do you know about the Tau'ri?"
"Hmm, that is quite valuable information, seeing the effort you are putting in," Harry said, as Hathor was clearly planning to deceive and interrogate members of the SGC with the replica she is building. "But as a show of good faith, the Tau'ri technology is still very primitive. A cloaked Ha'tak with the right equipment can easily connect to their backward computer systems. Since they are creating reports of each gate travel mission for their leaders and analysts, it's easy to get any information they learn. One of their reports was about your escape from there."
"And this is how you knew of us? Still, how did you find our new homeworld?" Hathor asked for more goodwill now that he had revealed a way for her to get intel from the SGC without such a big effort.
"Some of my own scouts saw you and your Jaffa enter the gate address," he replied calmly, which was technically true. That it was through a monitoring system was just a detail not revealed. "But I am not here to become enemies. I believe working together can be quite beneficial for each of us. After all, both of us wish to join the High Council of the System Lords, taking our rightful place."
"What is it that you offer to us? An alliance?" Hathor asked, intrigued.
"Better, I want you to become my queen," Harry said with a smile. The greatest limit on the Magus race was that he only had one Magus Queen, Pansy, and the birth rate of queens was so rare.
Suddenly there was anger in Hathor's eyes, her Jaffa pointing their weapons at Harry and his guards. "You dare! How does this make you different from Ra? Taking our power away from us, keeping us to breed his new symbiotes."
"Oh, no. I am not a fool like Ra. Why would I need an obedient housewife at home just for breeding? I want my queen to rule at my side, giving her her own domain, her own fleet with ships more powerful than the Ha'tak, her own power, and most importantly, I can turn your host into a Hok'tar, giving your body really the power of a god," Harry said while waving his empty hand, disarming her guards from their weapons.
"How are you doing this?" Hathor asked, her eyes glowing.
"This host is a Hok'tar, making me a real god. Such power could be yours. Join me, become my queen, and rule the empire on my side," he offered, knowing that his offer was far too enticing to refuse.
"And what would you gain from this besides us? If you really had such powerful ships, would you really need us? You want us to believe that all you came for was a pretty face? Is Isis dead?" Hathor pointed this out, still not believing he was sincere.
"Oh, my main reason is your beautiful face. I need another queen to help boost my troops. Isis is fine; she is currently overseeing our slaves in their work. The second upside you have to offer is the amount of human slaves under your control and the large naquadah deposits on your worlds. After all, we are trying to keep a low profile like you, and we weren't as lucky as you. Our old worlds are already part of powerful systems, Lords," Harry replied.
"You wish to use our workforce and resources too," Hathor pointed out.
"Indeed, of course. Every third ship will be yours. Together, we can each take one seat among the High Council. With three seats, we will be a major party in the Goa'uld Empire until we take full control over it," Harry said, playing on her greed. "Don't you wish to rule over the empire, showing especially the young upstarts who rose to power during our absence their true place?"
Hathor calmly replied, "We wish to see one of your mighty vessels first."
"Oh, no problem. One is right above us. The third one in our fleet. Let's use your rings," Harry replied with a cheeky smile, showing off a bit of power with the untold threat that he could open fire anytime while stretching his hand out.
After hesitating for a moment, Hathor clung onto his arm, pressing her curves into his side. "Show us your power." She whispered erotically into his ear. Of course, Harry knew what she was doing—trying to manipulate him with her body. One of the favorite methods of Hathor He knew better than to underestimate her; he clearly knew that what he had to offer was far too enticing. But he also knew that she would be waiting to backstab him and take everything from him, but that wouldn't matter soon.
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