Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate but I wish I did

A/N: Hey I was bored one day and my sister actually asked me if what I thought would happen if Teyla was a Runner and this story came about. I always thought Teyla and Ronon would be the perfect Wraith hunting team and here is my chance. Ronon will appear next chapter, this chapter helps bring out another plotline that will come later.

Runners

Chapter 1: Never Let Them Stay

Stay

stay...
in this lonely hour...

stay...
in this moment
in this light
in this emotion

stay...
in my life
in my passion
in my breath
in my movement

stay...
just stay
and never leave
never leave my side
never leave my heart

stay...
in this heart
in this feeling
stay with me..

and show me the way to cross the river, the ocean... without fear and pride
show me how to walk and place these hands in yours.
show me how to love...
show me how to be... and stay with me
walk with me
help me face the current of emotions
and bring me to life...

show me to be your life, your passion, your breath and your emotion.
but never leave...
just stay in me.

Gue Mahehyong

Teyla Emmagen sat in her tent pouring over the crop intake of this year and the year before. She heard the sound of children's laughter and sighed with exhaustion. The sound of the children brought back a memory, her father sitting here, herself running about with the other children, how quickly time and things change.

She continued figuring and came up with an answer of what they could plan for next year. Satisfied she put the papers away and decided to see how her people were doing and what they needed of her.

She was walking among the tents pleasantly surprised that as of yet no one had come with a complaint or need. As her job as leader of her people demanded much of her time, she rarely had any to herself. Today may just be one of those rare times.

She was walking behind Greno's tent when she heard voices. " I agree," the voice of Caden said, "She is much too young, only twenty years, someone older should lead us."

"She's done a good job so far, considering she was eighteen when her father was taken, we should give her a chance," Hlynn argued

But the greatest deception of all was when she heard her half-sister, Jesna speak, "Age doesn't matter, she just isn't a good leader. She worked with the planters in the fields! She tried to get me to help her with them too! 'It will help them see we are equals' she said. Equals! Ha! A leader should be respected not helping push dirt!"

"Your words are wise," Greno, Jesna's uncle spoke, "If only you had been the first born."

"If only my father had married my mother first, before he married that plain twit! Things would be different, I would..."

It was at that moment Teyla interrupted, "You would what sister?"

The four Athosians whirled around to see their leader, all with sheepish looks on their faces.

"I would...I would...I would like to see the shores of Smarta someday," Jesna stumbled out, obviously a lie.

"Perhaps you will," Teyla said pretending that she didn't notice or that she had heard what they had been saying, "But right now we have to continue bringing in the crops, trade will begin soon."

"Of course," Jesna said through gritted teeth. She stomped away seething, anger evident in her eyes.

How she despised her perfect sister, possibly as much as her mother, Krina, had despised Teyla's mother Rashin. Krina had been beautiful, it was no exaggeration to say that she was the most beautiful woman on Athos. But even with her beauty, she was unable to catch the eye of their leader Tughan, her father and Teyla's.

But Rashin, pretty but no beauty did. Rashin, so kind the people said that Teyla's beauty came from Rashin's beautiful soul, for though her mother had been no beauty, Teyla certaintly was.

When Rashin died Teyla was only two, Tughan wished to marry again so Teyla would have a mother and Krina was willing. But Krina was jealous and could not compete with Teyla, Tughan's daughter with his beloved Rashin, in order to win Krina knew she had to have a son. But a daughter was born instead, enraged and in her weakened state, her heart gave out and she died.

Her mother's death meant nothing to Jesna, the competition for Tughan's affection only passed on to her. And now even after his death, Jesna still found herself falling short of Teyla. Both girls were blessed with beauty but Jesna couldn't understand why the people favored Teyla.

She didn't know that she had inherited more than just her mother's looks, but her soul as well, and Krina was not remembered for her kind soul.

The only thing Jesna wanted now was control of Athos and she vowed that one day she would, even if it meant getting rid of Teyla, especially if it did.

Teyla sat alone in her tent thinking about what had transpired. Her sister wanted to supplant her? How could she have been unable to see this threat? She pondered on what to do? Should she expose what she had heard? Would this even progress beyond just talk?

It was at that moment that a cold dark feeling came over her, a feeling that only came when the Wraith came.

She ran outside, "The Wraith are coming!"

Toran was standing nearby, "Are you sure?" But all the confirmation came when the sound of Wraith ships filled the air. It was then that chaos began. Athosians began to run for cover, children ran towards their parents. And Teyla was in the middle of it trying to make sure everyone was alright.

But nobody could be when the ships let out the power beams. And Teyla felt helpless when she watched some of her people being culled. The sound of a terror filled voice brought her out of her stupor.

"Jinto!" Halling called out to his young son. Teyla knew that Jinto meant more the Halling than anything, especially since Nira had died.

Halling was on the other side of the camp searching for his son. Teyla saw the boy and also saw the beam that was coming ready to snatch the boy up.

It was intinctual, all that she could think was that she could save this one life. It was a simple decision and a simple act, but she didn't know what the consequences would be. Teyla pushed the boy out of the way. But in doing so the Wraith beam claimed her instead.

And then the Wraith ships left, going through the circle, leaving behind the Athosians to deal with the aftermath.

Jesna was in her tent setting to right all of the things that had been knocked over when some of the Athosions had come in when the Wraith came. She silently cursed each and every person who had come in to seek refuge, why couldn't they have chosed someone elses tent, like Teyla's. Where was her foolish sister anyways?

"Jesna," Toran said from the doorway of her tent, "I've come bearing ill news."

Jesna sighed, it was obvious she was annoyed, "What is it?" She snapped.

"Your sister, Teyla, was taken by the Wraith. And this means now it is up to you to lead us."

It is an amazing thing when you believe you are going to die.You begin to think things, that are normally something one does not think of. You wonder why you made certain decisions and why other things didn't turn out the way you wanted.

Teyla had been on the hive ship for what seemed like eternity, thinking things just like that. She thought about her people and she wondered if she had been a good leader, she hoped she had. And she prayed to the Ancestors that her people would live on and be alright.

She did not just think of her people, but she thought of her own life. Why had she nevered married? Was there someone out there for her whom she would never meet?

She remembered how her father always told her to be strong, and never be afraid. But at this moment she had never been so terrified and couldn't shake the feeling of failure. She had failed her father by being afraid, failed her people by leaving them alone and failed herself by trying to get what she always wanted. She never took the time to take care of herself but was always to busy taking care of others. Maybe if she had, she would have met someone, someone who would be her equal and not treat her like a leader but a friend.

A male Wraith came by the feeding sacs, a female Wraith behind him. They were walking among the sacs peering at the humans, making comments about them, trying to decide which one to feed upon.

The way they were commenting made anger sear through Teyla's veins. And when the two Wraith came to inspect her, the male was impressed that she would show such strength when most others showed no hope.

"This one shows strength," The female commented, contemplating the human's fate. But the male payed not head, he raised his hand ready to feed off of her. But the female stopped him, "You fool, if a human shows this much courage they're uses can be used elsewhere. You may choose another human to feed on." And the female left, leaving Teyla shocked.

The male turned to Teyla, "You should thank me human, I was going to save you from a far worse fate."

Teyla awoke in what must be a prison cell, a web like door blocked her from the hallway of the ship. She sat up, picking herself up from the floor. Her head felt heavy like someone had drugged her and she felt a splitting pain in her back.

She reached a hand to her spine and that was when she felt the scar. It was fresh and sealed with some sort sticky substance. It was then that she remembered a pair of Wraith taking her into a room and slamming her onto a table. A knife cutting into her skin, the sound of her screams.

What had the Wraith done to her? Why were they letting her live? And what had they put into her? Only one answer satisfied the questions, but that answer was too terrifying.

No it was impossible, they were just stories, the Wraith would never do that to a person...would they?

It was then that a male Wraith came with several guards, two of whom stepped forward and grabbed her. She tried to fight them, but the Wraith gave her a sinister glare that stopped her.

They brought her to a doorway the Wraith opened and she stood facing the outside, the two guards let go of her. She wondered exactly what they were doing. The male Wraith turned to her, "Run," was all he said. And she complied.

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She ran for as long as she could and as far. She stopped underneath a tree and rested for a minute, she knew that she couldn't rest for long, the wraith would be coming after her. With what had just happend she now had no doubt of what she had been forced to become.

The words of her father's voice came to her mind,

There are those called Runners...

Why are they called that father?

The Wraith are tracking them...

What can they do?

All they can do is run.

And that was what she knew she had to do, run to survive and kill any Wraith that comes after her. But she didn't know how soon the Wraith would.

She continued running and looking for something, anything that could help. The Ancestors must have been looking out for her because she came across the great circle that was like the one she'd been through on Athos.

But unfortunately luck was not with Teyla even if the Ancestors were. It was at that moment that a shot from a Wraith weapon flew just past her. She turned to see a Wraith coming at her, obviously the one sent to hunt her.

Teyla was driven by her need to survive and that was why she chose to fight. A firing weapon is only good at long distances and the Wraith was overwhelmed when the human fought against him. With one deft move she was able to knock the weapon from his hand.

But his moment of shock didn't last beyond that and the battle over life or death began. It was a flurry of motion as Wraith and human alike used kicks and punches to drive the other to the ground. But it was increasingly obvious Teyla was the more agile of the two.

But the Wraith had the advantage of sheer power and ability to reheal. A driving blow knocked Teyla to the dirt, but a sweeping kick of her legs brought the Wraith down as well. He was stunned and so Teyla was able to drag herself on top of the Wraith.

He tried to struggle but she pinned him with her legs and her hands wrapped around his throat. She squeezed harder and harder watching as the life faded from the Wraiths eyes. Finally the Wraith stopped struggling and lay limp.

Teyla got off the Wraith exhausted but if what had just happened meant anything, she knew she had to keep moving. She picked up the Wraith's weapon knowing that it may come in handy sometime.

She stood before the dialing device trying to decide which address to dial, who could help her. And she remembered her father's words and she knew no one could help her.

The words continued to run through her head when she walked through the ring.

If you should ever meet a Runner, help them, feed them, clothe them, but never let them stay.

And she remembered how as a child she had always wanted to meet one, and the irony wasn't lost on her, now she was one.

Teyla Emmagen was now a Runner.

A/N: Next chapter we meetthe our favorite sexyRunner, please R&R.