(Set during Season 1 of SG1)
Daniel was studying some ancient scripts on a new planet his team was exploring, they were written in a dialect that was not one he was very familiar with. It slightly resembled Old Nubian, a language that in written form reminded him distinctly of Tolkien's elvish scripts. He sighed to himself. He wished he had paid more attention to that ancient African language. Nubian had no signifiers of gender, but of the little he understood of the script, it was the tale of a god he assumed. He wished there were picture symbols, instead. Sighing he sat back against the tree growing near the the stone wall the script was written on. The sound of the waves of the ocean near by calmed him. Pulling his hat over his eyes, he decided to rest for a few minutes. Just a few minutes.
When Daniel woke, he was no longer sitting in the sand against a tree. Not anywhere close to that, his head ached,he felt like he has slept for two weeks. His eye lids were heavy. Trying to comprehend his location he tried to move his hands, only to find they were stuck above his head. Slowly opening his eyes, he realized he was nearly naked, and his arms were chained above his head and apart. He was spread eagle against a stone wall. He was very confused. Why was he tied up. Looking around him he saw a group of people staring at him. They had dark skin, and when they noticed him awake them mumbled amount themselves. Daniel, gulping back his fear he tried to understand their language. It was ancient Nubian, just like the script on the wall he was studying. "Guys, hey, I am not here to harm you. Please, can you let me down?" he asked tentatively. As he spoke the murmuring among them increased. Most of them scattered away, but one man stepped forward. He had a jar in his hand, and with one finger he dipped into it and came out with a thick yellow paste on it. He quickly made two yellow dots on Daniel's forehead and then a circle around his navel. Daniel felt very nervous as he did this "Um, uh, that is really not necessary." he stammered. The man scampered off as soon as he finished marking Daniel though, ignoring his protests. "I have a bad feeling about this." Daniel said to himself.
Hours passed and Daniel was getting very tired of hanging from the wall in nothing but his boxers. He was nodding off when he heard a pulsing noise somewhere behind him. He wondered curiously what the noise was and before further thoughts of it could pass through his mind. Next thing he knew, a beautiful dark skinned lady stepped out behind him. She had long white hair and wore a barely covering her white dress. On her head a beautiful headpiece of woven reed and peacock feathers was placed delicately. She looked otherworldly. Daniel gulped audibly. This was NOT good.
As the lady walked closer to him she smiled widely. Her eyes flared blue and she traced a finger down his forehead to the tip of his nose. "Simple, but exquisite." she said in plain English. Daniels eyes widened at her use of his language. "Who are you?" he asked inquisitively.
"I am Anqet" she said. "I am your god, I bring fertility and prosperity to those who serve me well." with this she ran her hand further down her face and paused on his plump lips. "And you boy, you will serve me tonight, and you will serve those faithful to me after I am done with you." Daniels eyes widened in fear and she grabbed him where it was surely not appropriate to grab him. His mind raced to his wife. She was not going to be happy about this... not one bit. Any other man would have enjoyed the service this goddess demanded, but he was not so sure he would. Not at all.
Authors note: I hope you enjoyed this! It was total wish fulfillment on my half, but maybe you will enjoy it too ^_^.