Chapter 1-In the Line of Duty
Staff blasts erupt all around the two girls as they crest the ridge in front of the Stargate. Before they can begin descending the other side, the taller brunette suddenly stumbles and falls with a cry of pain. She tumbles down the steep hill, quickly overtaking the only other surviving member of her team who is dashing down beside her. She barely has a chance to take a breath at the bottom of the incline, much less begin trying to untangle herself, before her teammate hauls her up by the top of her standard-issue black combat vest.
"Parker, let's go! Can you make it to the gate?" The smaller girl supports her friend as they hobble toward the DHD at the fastest pace Parker can manage.
"I don't know, Faxon, in case you hadn't noticed I've been shot." Her tone is bitingly sarcastic, but despite this the two are making good time. Faxon lets her go as they reach the DHD and Parker sags against it, a grimace of pain on her face. It quickly dissolves into annoyed exasperation as a whole unit of Jaffa warriors appear on the horizon. Parker grabs the P-90 strapped to her chest as blasts start raining down on the two again; Faxon glances up in alarm, distracted in the middle of dialing the gate. Parker yells at her over the ruckus of screaming soldiers, weapons' fire, and the slow mechanical whirl of the giant Stargate grinding into action behind them.
"I'll cover you, Faxon, just get that gate open!" Without waiting for a response she drops to one knee, ignores the roar of pain, and begins spraying her weapon at the line of warriors now gaining the ridgeline. The front row falls, but the rest just run over them in waves, far too many for one machine gun to handle. Just when Parker is beginning to worry about ammo, the gate explodes with it's patented 'kawoosh' and Faxon grabs her arm again.
"I think maybe now would be a good time to leave!" She heaves her comrade up and tugs her toward the gate, flinching as another staff blast sizzles by and blows away a small plant only a few feet from her.
"You're telling me," Parker mutters, still firing as Faxon drags her to her feet. "Oh god," are the next words she breathes, as the world tilts dangerously to the side and her vision starts to darken. Glancing down, she notices an alarmingly large pool of blood and gore where she was kneeling. "That is certainly going to be a problem," she whispers, then she turns all her attention to the girl pulling her incessantly toward the big shiny pool of light in front of her. After tripping up some very inconvenient stone stairs, (at which point she is half carried by Faxon) she pauses in front the event horizon and addresses her companion. "You know, this really is quite pretty…" and then suddenly the world is spinning in earnest and all she sees is darkness. The last sensation she has is falling into a cool, gel-like substance with the help of a firm hand on her back.
