NIGHTMARES

Chapter 1

Night was upon Atlantis and all was quiet. Most of the Atlantis staff was snuggled warm in their beds, unaware of what would befall them this night. The skeleton crew remaining awake during the graveyard shift never noticed the dense fog slowly but steadily creeping upon the city. It snuck silently atop the planets black shimmering waters, never shifting its course.

It soon covered the city like a thick blanket and began to penetrate the city's interiors, careening the hallways with intense veracity. In every room where sleeping people lie, the fog entered. It hovered slightly over their resting bodies, pausing for a moment, before it invaded each of them, entering through mouth and nose. Each of them gasped briefly, but none of them ever woke.

Teyla lay on her side in bed, surrounded by a sea of blankets when the fog entered her. She had been dreaming normally when she suddenly felt a presence. She looked around her and found herself in a dark room, alone, with only one bright light across the way. She had never seen this room before and looked down at herself to find she was fully dressed in uniform, although she did not remember ever waking up.

She tilted her head to the side curiously and began to slowly make her way towards the bright light. When she was no more than twenty feet away, she heard a loud cry in the distance. She stopped and squinted as she tried to look around the dark room and saw a small shadow, curled in a corner. "Hello?" she spoke softly. "Are you all right?" As she drew nearer, the shadow emerged and hissed at her. It had the body of a human child, but the face of a Wraith. "You do not belong here!" it hissed at her, baring its fangs. Teyla stood back in horror and found herself falling backwards into an unseen abyss.

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Ronon's snoring was deafening as he lay face down, sprawled,and uncovered across his bed, his arms and legs dangling off the edges. When the fog entered him, he had not been dreaming. He opened his eyes and found himself alone in the training room, standing dead center, holding a large jagged knife. He stared down at it curiously, for he did not remember how he got here or what he was doing. Brushing his long hair from his face, he turned suddenly hearing a low growl behind him. His eyes glowed with anger as he spotted a Wraith, standing there, screeching.

His body tensed and took position as he focused his eyes on the enemy. He baded the Wraith, waving his knife around, toying with him, before he lunged at him, full speed, hair flying, and slitting its throat. Ronon stood victorious over it's lifeless body, when he began to wonder how the Wraith had gotten in Atlantis in the first place. Surprised, Ronon heard another low growl behind him. Standing there strangely, were two Wraith this time. Ronon began to sweat. He knew they had not been there before. Still, he took stance and focused, carefully carving them up one at a time. He panted slightly and wiped the bloody knife on his pantleg, before starting to walk towards the door.
Growl.
Ronon feared turning around, yet he did ever so slowly to find there were four Wraith this time, each of them snarling and snapping at him. He dove at them, subduing two of them before the others had a chance to pin him down to the training room floor. His eyes were filled with hatred and confusion as the Wraith straddling him lifted it's arm in the air before striking him hard in the chest. Ronon closed his eyes in pain and felt as if he were falling back into an unseen abyss.

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Rodney had fallen asleep at his computer in his lab, face resting comfortably on the keyboard, small drops of drool slowly falling from his open mouth. He awoke to find himself in the control room. Everyone was there, running amuck and talking loudly. The whole room was shaking and sparks were flying out from all sorts of control panels. "Whats going on?!" Rodney exclaimed loudly over the din. Radek was at the main control board with another technician talking rapidly and turned around quickly. "Rodney, the city is under attack! You have to do something!"

Rodney stood still for a moment, very confused as to what was going on. Then he sprang into action, pushing the technician out of the way and looked at the main control panel. Rodney's eyes widened in surprise. Nothing on the panel made any sense to him. Numbers were upside down and sideways, words read in a language that he didn't know. Rodney frantically began pressing buttons."What...what is this? he cried ducking, as sparks flew at his head. "I can't read any of this!" The quaking grew worse.

"The shield has been breached!The Wraith have entered the city!" the technician yelled. Rodney felt helpless as Radek stopped and looked at him very strangely. "You dissapoint me, Rodney," he said with an eerie calm. Col. Carter approached him from the crowd and said, "You failed us, Rodney." Rodney saw three Wraith making their way up the steps. He gasped in horror as two more faces approached him. Dr Weir had terrible lacerations on her face, bleeding slowly as she put her hand on his shoulder and said, "You let me down." Rodney looked at her with heartbroken eyes before another hand touched him. He turned to see his dear friend Carson, baring scorched flesh, as he told him, "You let us all down, Rodney." Rodney closed his eyes in disbelief and felt as if he were falling in an unseen abyss.