STARGATE ATLANTIS: LOST CITY
Eight chevrons once meant another galaxy.
The address still works.
The city isn't there.
When a Langaran expedition follows a forty-year-old trail into the Pegasus Galaxy, they discover abandoned outposts, impossible technology—and evidence that Atlantis did not simply disappear.
It went somewhere.
Someone knows where.
Someone has been waiting.
And one member of the expedition is becoming increasingly irritated that everyone keeps insisting the city is lost.
VOICE FROM THE DARK:
“I never said it was lost.”
TITLE:
STARGATE ATLANTIS
LOST CITY
Some addresses are not places. They're promises.
STARGATE UNIVERSE: BEYOND DESTINY
Nine chevrons.
Langara once nearly went to war to prevent them from being used.
Now they know why.
An impossible signal has crossed the darkness between galaxies.
It is old.
It is human.
And it should not exist.
Far beyond any known Stargate, an Ancient ship continues a journey begun before humanity had a name.
Some aboard went to sleep expecting to wake in three years.
They were wrong.
Some never woke.
Some woke to find strangers wearing their friends' faces.
And somewhere ahead of Destiny is the reason the Ancients sent her into the universe in the first place.
The Langarans have found a way to open the door.
They can do it once.
A battered man looks back through an unstable event horizon.
VOICE:
“You still think this ship is trying to get us home?”
Silence.
VOICE:
“It never was.”
TITLE:
STARGATE UNIVERSE
BEYOND DESTINY
The mission continues.
STARGATE SG-1: THE LAST CHEVRON
For generations, the Stargates connected worlds.
Then Earth closed the doors.
There was a reason.
Now the doors are opening again.
Langara has found Earth.
Atlantis has been found.
Destiny is still traveling.
The Jaffa are free.
The Goa'uld are gone.
Mostly.
And something that has waited decades for the network to awaken has begun dialing back.
An old Langaran notebook contains part of the answer.
An Ancient database contains another.
And somewhere on Earth, a handful of people remember why humanity once decided that the safest Stargate—
was one that never opened.
BLACK.
Sound of a Stargate beginning to rotate.
VOICE:
“Chevron one encoded.”
BLACK.
An older man's voice:
“You sure about this?”
A woman's voice:
“No.”
“Good.”
The gate continues turning.
“Chevron six encoded.”
BLACK.
Another voice, almost a whisper:
“Jonas?”
Jonas looks up.
We don't see who spoke.
“Chevron seven—”
CUT TO BLACK.
Silence.
Then:
“Indeed.”
THE AUDIENCE LOSES ITS MIND.
One final mechanical CLUNK.
VOICE:
“Chevron eight locked.”
Pause.
Another CLUNK.
“Chevron nine…”
CUT.
STARGATE SG-1
THE LAST CHEVRON
Every journey began with an address.
This one ends with a choice.