The Birth of a New Race

Family

The Birth of a New Race by Dragonvamp



Summery: Family is very important to Xander, now even more so. God help anyone who hurts them because the Furyans will not.

(Dark Angel,Pretender)

Warning: Time lines have been adjusted.

While I am borrowing characters from the shows due to the story line they may not be the same in anything but description.

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Jack worked with Daniel and Sam to find information about the group Xander had spoke of. All he found were whispers but nothing real. They brought what little they found to Xander as the groups all sat down to a meeting to try and figure out what was going on. Willow presented what she had found and it was much the same as what SG1 knew. Giles had called in a few favors and found out a bit more.



“Okay let see what we know!” Xander announced. Jack spoke up, “Xander who ever these guys are they are not government or military. IF they have a connection to any group it is very unofficial. None of my contacts have ever heard of such a thing but if we prove they exist then we can have a small army ready to assist in the rescue of American citizens. The problem being if we can prove they were actually born or created here in the US and find evidence of the illegal medical practices done on them.”



Xander nodded, “When we rescue my family we will find what we can and turn your contacts on to the problem. I just want the kids. They can clean up the rest. If they used DNA from the original source then it will be a genetic match for my own and I can show that we can provide for them and raise them so the Child Welfare should give us custody of them. If not then the General can pull a few strings and I’ll be in his debt.” He then looked at Giles.



Giles sighed, “I unfortunately found a connection to a group that broke off of the Watchers a long time ago, maybe a hundred years or more. They found a prophesy similar to the one about you. No one knows what the original actually said but it spoke of a great nation rising. An Army that will rule the galaxies in peace or something like that. A group of researchers took the prophecy and made it almost a religious doctrine. They started a breeding program where they selected individuals with certain traits and tried to breed a super human out of them. As barbaric as it sounds they treated them like one would a stable of race horses. Those with acceptable traits were breed to produce a desired outcome. Similar to what you said the Elementals did to create the four of you in the first place.”



He paused and wiped his glasses, “The Conclave or The Breeding Cult has over the years become some what corporate and broken off. A group only known as the Center has tried to develop children with exceptionally hi IQs that can be the ultimate spy, while the group known as Manticore seemed to find the other Furyan children and used them as a basis for their super solider program. If my contact were right they have manipulated the genes of human DNA and created a group they call Trangenics. There seems to have been several problems and they lost the first several batches before they were born or shortly after. The new group seems to be a month or so along and doing well. I know nothing of the original pair. My contact found that once they had a working formula they were going to attempt to make specialized models as they called them, ones with gills to breathe underwater and those kinds of things. Basically they are trying to engineer their own version of the Slayer. The latest groups seem to have lost that bit of information thankfully or they would try crossing with demon DNA and we would have a large mess on our hands instead of a distasteful one.” He concluded.



The whole room was quiet and Kyra turned to Giles, “How many in this batch?” she asked while rubbing the slight bump of her stomach. Giles sighed again, “Last information I got was three groups of twelve and rumors that some of the less human mistakes from the first four groups were keep for study so we may have more that are a year to three years and will not only be some what deformed but also severely abused. There are some renegades like my contact who would help us when the time comes.”



Willow was typing into her laptop. Sam watched in amazement over her shoulder. “Okay we got a hit on The Center. It is in Blue Cove, Delaware all I find is some references to a project code name Pretender. Wait some one it tracking me. Damn they’re good. Hmm. Oh wait a second he might be what I’m looking for.” She muttered while typing.



Her screen went blank and a message box appeared. ”Why are you looking into this matter, Wisp?” was typed in by the user. Willow frowned and then she remembered what had bothered her about what she found. She typed back, “J is that you?” a simple “Yes“ was typed back.



Willow got excited and typed, “A friend is living in an empty shoe. His Bo peep lost her sheep but knows where to find them. If you can help with the big bad wolves then meet under the Willow Tree.” There was a few minutes pause and she worried.



Everyone was watching her with mixed expressions. Finally an answer came back that only made sense to Willow just as hers only made sense to J, “Under the Willow tree I will lean, the air is warm and the grass is green. If you meet me under the Willow tree then happy together we will be” she smiled and typed back, “A dryad is the Willow tree and a trickster she may be, but if you will wait for me I’ll meet you near the Willow tree.” She looked back at the group and blushed.



“A few years ago I ran into another hacker online. We exchanged a bit of mail every now and then. He is a super conspiracy nut but I think he may know something about the groups we are looking for and he is super smart. We developed a code of poem lines to communicate as most computers are monitored by someone and if anyone got hold of our messages it could hurt one of us. I trust him though and his message said he was near by and had grabbed my location from my computer. He is one of only five people who could do such a thing and only if I let them.” She explained.



They all talked about what was going on when Willow’s phone rang. She answered and smiled as a voice spoke saying “There are others under the Willow tree is there a safe seat for me” he asked.



Willow answered, “Trust given is trust earned. All are safe under the Willow tree. She protect us no mater who we be.” Then a knock at the door and Xander got up to answer before others could.



At the door stood a man in his twenties, he had a very non descript look much like Xander once had, dark hair and eyes, average build. Xander watched him and asked if he could help him. The man smiled, “I heard there was a Willow tree on this road that I had to see. Can you direct me or am I in the wrong place again?” he asked with a smile. Xander stepped back and motioned for the man to enter. It was daylight still but he had his family to look after.



Once Xander shut the door he turned on the man, “Wills trust you but I don’t know you. I have friends in this meeting and I need to know your intentions?” he asked in a stern voice.



The man blinked for a moment before answering, “I want to make sure Willow doesn’t dig too far into things that can be dangerous for her. I have very few friends and I don’t want to see her get hurt looking into dangerous people.” He said honestly. Xander nodded and led him to the study where everyone waited.



Willow stood and met him with a hug, “J I’m so glad you are okay. I had no idea you were so close or I would have invited you to dinner with my friends.” She gushed as she let him go. The man was very glad for his training as he didn’t know what to do.



He looked around the room as Willow sat back down in her seat and took the hand of a young man next to her. Inwardly he stiffened when he saw the group that was definitely military. “SO Wisp you said something about kids?” he asked as he sat in the chair indicated by the young man who answered the door.



Xander spoke up, “Four children were orphaned. They were all distant cousins. I ended up here, my wife Kyra found me and we married not long ago. I learned that a group called The Conclave got hold of the other two. We do not know where they are after all this time but we do know that The Conclave has two sections currently The Center and Project Manticore. We were looking up information on these groups to better aid us when we rescue the children there. The Conclave has breeding programs and if they took my cousins then they have created children from them and I want my family back. I also want these people eliminated so they can not do anything like this again.”



After a long silence the man known to them as J sat back and sighed. For the next few hours they all shared some of their secrets with each other to gain information on what they were dealing with and to earn the others trust. In the end Jarod agreed to help if they could help him get a few people free of the Center.



He told them of how Broots would be helpful addition on computer and electronics, Angelo was gifted and needed saving, and Sidney would be invaluable as a psychiatrist to the kids. Xander had finally agreed. The Center people could take the pool house unless they needed them at the bunker. The bunker could be turned into a nursery for the kids and the families of the Jaffa on staff could help watch the kids.



He looked at Kyra and both nodded before he looked at the group, “I gota check on some things with Willy. Local action at both locations and see if we can find a fund hunt for Kyra and me. We got a few mill in the bank and investments right now but with the growth of our operations and extended family we need more. Never knew building a race was so expensive.” He muttered the last part under his breath as they had not told Jarod about that yet.



Jarod gave him a smile, “What if I could get you around a billion for helping me get my friends? The Center would barely miss it and I plan on transferring several billion to off shore accounts for my friends.”



Xander smiled, “You know Jarod I think I might like you.” Was all he said before going to gather more Intel. If all went okay they would be ready to attack by the end of the week.



The rest of the week they worked on getting ready. The bunker was made into a huge nursery with rows of cribs and a room for Kyra’s doctor to come look at the children. Rooms were set up for the nursery staff. Joyce and Jenny both volunteered to help out.



The Jaffa were overjoyed to be able to help raise the children and that Xander would put such trust in them. Those who were staying at the pool house or bunker moved into the old frat house that they had been renovating for the Jaffa to have dorm like apartments where their families could live together like the tribes they grew up in. The non fighters assured Kyra that everything would be ready when they returned with the children.



Jarod, Sam and Xander planned the assaults on the two groups. Eight Jaffa with the SG1 team would wait with a bus Jarod arranged to be customized for the trip back. It had rows of baby car seats and a row with twelve toddler seats. There was room at the isle for an adult to sit next to each row. They had laughed calling it the stork express. The group didn’t even bother asking where he got it or how. It was a solid black bus on the outside, but inside looked like the nursery.



The others would get the people from the Center and bury the place. After the first group finished with the assault on the Center then the Lead unit would meet with the second group and go after the kids before the alarm was sounded from the Center.



The SG team managed to acquisition equipment for everyone evolved and General Hammond said he would take responsibility if the brass got ticked off. He knew there was another branch that helped peaceful aliens live here legally. His contact there told them he would explain how SG1 came across a team working on a need to know and helped rescue a group of children that had since been returned to their family on their planet of origin.



It was easier than any expected and that worried Xander a bit. They used extra legal means to enter and take over the Center. During which they managed to arrange the disappearance of a few key people Jarod had requested be saved. If was over and done in less and thirty minutes.



Five minutes after the assault on the Center had started the team moved in on Manticore. Moving in during shift change, they managed the secure the place rather quickly and Xander just shook his head. It should have been harder but he guess they hadn’t had to worry about anyone trying to get in as no one knew about them yet. The kids were all too young to try and get out. The place wasn’t well guarded or staffed. The other facilities were still under construction.



Kyra shuttered at the thought of how much harder it would have been a year from now when they had really gotten established. She and Xander found all the samples of the DNA and any notes or data on the project. What they could not find Jarod, Willow and Oz found and the five of them set out destroying any trace of the work as the other got the children loaded.



Some info was sent to SGC proving the illegal activities and giving leads for the General’s friends to take care of. Several Jaffa entered the room pushing a set of tables. They had blanks looks on their faces as they tried not to show their emotions, disgust at what they found and fear about telling Xander.



Xander walked over and lifted the sheet. He simple nodded after a deep sniff to confirm. It was the other pair. Outwardly he showed no reaction as he continued to give orders and take care of business. Anyone who knew him or dared to meet his gaze would see the rage burning just below the surface.



What the Center did was wrong and cruel. What these sick fucks did was inhuman. Anyone connected to this project in any way wasn’t long for this life when Father Fury got on their scent.



Anything that could be used was salvaged, the people rounded for questioning, the babies and few children secured. As they drove away Xander pressed a button that triggered an explosion that would be reported as a military bomb testing in the desert. Seconds after he had pressed the button that set off the concoction Willow and Jarod had formulated there was nothing but sand and scorched earth where once there was a whole military like facility.