Chapter 1
"You were looking for us Sir?" Jack asked as he sat down. "Yes. I have been given orders to retrieve someone." "And we're needed because?" Sam asked, as she folded her hands neatly on the table before her. "She knows important information we need, and seems to have gone missing, so we dropped looking for her for more important things such as the Stargate. But now she has some knowledge we are in need of, and we must retrieve her. Her file is on the table." Jack reached out and took it, scanning it over. He raised an eyebrow, and lowered the file. "She's only nineteen. And her original hair colour is… white? I hardly believe that." "She is indeed only nineteen, lieutenant. And Yes, her hair colour is originally white. She must die it to cover it up. She also managed to break into area 51 and steal some files containing information on the Stargate. It was where it was located, and the code to the planet Daniel is on. Very dangerous information. After that, she disappeared from the face of the planet, and hasn't been seen since. Until now. We found her living at a place called 'The Elixor'." Speaking up, Sam asked "Isn't that-." "Yes, that is indeed a club. She performs there. And I need you to go and retrieve her." "But why us?" Sam asked, and the General looked at her for a second before responding "It seems that she knows someone on your team, and would more likely come willingly. And that person would be you Sam."
The blond looked confused for a moment, asking "Me?" Jack passed her the file, and Sam nearly dropped it when she read through it. "Yeah, I know her. She's only four years younger than me, and I met her when she was reading some of the books in my house. I'm really not at home a lot because of work, so I didn't know how she got in, but apparently she had been staying there for a few weeks. Found a way to break in. she was only fifteen then, and had left her foster home. So I had her stay with me for a few years. She left when she was seventeen, going to college. She was a year ahead of everyone, and went early. Well, I assumed she went. She must've stolen the files when she left. I haven't seen or heard from her since." "Poor kid." Kowalski said, and Jack looked at him asking "Poor kid? She broke into a secret military facility, and stole some pretty important files. How is that 'poor kid'?" "She must've had it tough if she's at some club now." Standing up, Sam announced "We'll go get her."
As the van stopped in front of the building, loud music could be heard loud and clearly. The building itself was large and filled to the brim with people, but still on the shabby side. When they entered, strobe lights, and the smell of sweat invaded the teams noses. Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and the glass boxes set up near the back of the room lit up, showing several girls in different poses. Another glass box rose in the middle of the other glass boxes, and there was a girl dressed differently than the others. Her pitch black hair was wild and curly, and fell over onto her slightly tanned face. Her makeup was dramatic, with the eyes dark and sparkly, her lips a deep red. Her clothing was bright if not a bit skimpy. The lights started changing, as she began singing, the other girls dancing behind her.
Let's go take a ride in your car I think it's time to let you know I want you to take over control I want you to take over control Baby, baby, can't you see? I want you to take over control Oh, oh whoa oh I want you to take over control Oh, oh whoa oh
I will take the passenger seat
Baby, we don't have to go far
Unless you wanna show
Me a lovely place out of town
Where you feel most at ease
Well you are the one that I like
Always will be
The way I feel when you take hold
One single touch from you, I'm gone
Still got the rush when I'm alone
I think it is time I let you know
Take all of me, I will devote
You set me free, my body's yours
It feels the best when you're involved
Take over control
Take take take take over control
Oh oh oh, I want you to take over control
Plug it in and turn me on
Take over control
Take take take take over control
Oh oh oh, I want you to take over control
Plug it in and turn me on
That I'm giving all of me
So, it's up to you now
We could let time pass away
I'll make an excuse to play
But, it's up to you now
Just wanna fulfill your needs
While you're taking over me
So, what do you want now?
Take a picture, make a show
'Cause nobody has to know
All the ways that we get down
Take over control
Take take take take over control
Oh oh oh, I want you to take over control
Plug it in and turn me on
Oh, oh whoa ooh oh
Plug it in and turn me on
Oh, oh whoa oh
Oh, oh whoa ooh oh
Plug it in and turn me on
Take over control
Take take take take over control
Oh oh oh, I want you to take over control
Plug it in and turn me on
Oh, oh whoa ooh oh
Plug it in and turn me on
Oh, oh whoa oh
Oh, oh whoa ooh oh
Plug it in and turn me on
Her hips were swaying to the music, and she danced seductively along with her words. Sam had a worried expression on her face, while Jack and the rest of the team where transfixed. Punching his arm, Sam hissed "She's Nineteen!" Jack straightened up then, and said "Right. Let's go talk to her. We'll wait for her in her changing room." They managed to find a door after searching the place with a plague across it saying 'Rayne'. They stepped inside and waited, until the door creaked open. She walked past them, not even noticing them in the room, until Jack walked up and placed a hand on her shoulder. She jumped, and swung her hand back, whacking Jack right in the nose. Stumbling back a few steps, holding his nose, he complained "Ow!" Rayne finally noticed them there, and smiled sheepishly, saying "Oops. Sorry. Reflexes." Pulling out a box of tissues, she handed it to Jack, to treat his bleeding nose, and walked behind a changing screen. "Any reason why you're here?" she asked. "Especially you Sam." "We were wondering if you still had those files." Sam said. "Of course. All business. Yep, I still have them, but it doesn't mean I'll just give them up."
She stepped out from behind the changing screen, wearing some ripped up jean shorts over fishnet leggings with black combat boots. A black tube top was under a short sleeved larger shirt that stopped just below her bust, and hung off her shoulder, leaving her stomach revealed. Her black fingerless gloves were on her hands, and her hair had come out of its wild ringlets, leaving it in long wavy black tresses that reached the small of her back. Twirling a piece of hair around her finger, she said "Shall we go?" grabbing a duffle bag off the ground, she snatched a file folder off the dresser on the way by and walked out the door. "It's like she knew we were coming." Jack whispered to his team members. "Yes I was, I just didn't know when exactly." "Weird." Jack commented. Gradually, The team members all followed her down the halls, and out the back door.
Going straight to their white van, she opened the door, and threw in her bag before sitting down in one of the back seats. When the team got in, they saw her sitting there with her hands folded neatly in her lap, while swinging her legs like a little kid on a swing. Shrugging his shoulders, Jack got into the front seat and starting driving back to base.
Rayne's P.O.V:
"Miss Steller, please remove your feet from the table." Rolling my eyes, I did as I was told, and drummed my long manicured fingers on the table. "I assume you want the files back. So here they are, but I've already read them." I was quiet for a moment, but then said "I'm listening." "For what?" Jack asked, and I replied lazily "For the proposition you're about to tell me to keep me quiet. Although, I already have a request in mind." His facial features not changing, general Hammond said "Your in no position to be making demands Miss Stellar." Smirking, I said "Oh, contraire, my dear general. No prison of yours can hold me. I want a deal, so I'll keep quiet. What I want, is to travel through the Stargate." Raising an eyebrow, Jack asked "Why?" smiling bitterly, I said "Why not? I really have nothing here. I only perform at that club to pay the bills. I have no family, no friends, and really no purpose in life. The only thing I'm really good at is singing and dancing, which is why I'm at that club. No agent would take in a scruffy kid from the street. So I want to go through the Stargate, even if it's just once. I don't care If I live or die. I just want to go through. Maybe there'll be a better life on the other side."
I didn't look up from my fingernails, knowing they would all have looks of pity on their faces, and I really didn't need that right now. It was silent for a minute, until General Hammond said "I'll talk it over with my superiors. Dismissed."
It was exactly twenty four and a half hours later when I found myself standing on the ramp leading up to the activated Stargate. I wasn't wearing the usual military outfit, since I refused to wear it, and they couldn't find one in my size. I wore some tight camo pants and a camo green belly shirt. A gun holster was attached around my waist, and a grenade belt was over my shoulder going around my front, and looping under my other arm. A guitar I had found in the garbage back at the club was with me, and although it was old, I had fixed the strings, and I used it regularly. It was now in its case and strapped on my back. I know, it's something I totally shouldn't be bringing, but my guitar goes everywhere with me. My black hair was back in a French braid, and I wore my ever present deep red lipstick, and dark eyeliner. I scoffed when I saw the others in ridiculously heavy clothing and huge packs on their backs. When looked up, the Stargate stood there and I stared at it with awe, slowly taking several steps forward. Reaching out, I touched the strange substance, but pulled away as soon as I felt it.
"Come on squirt." Jack said, and pushed me gently in. A rush of different feelings overcame me, and my body couldn't seem to decide on being hot or cold. When I stopped the movement, I saw in front of me, a large temple with incredibly high ceilings and stone walls. Off to the side, Sam was curled up, and groaning. "Uh. I think I'm gunna be sick. Uh." "Maybe you shouldn't of had that big lunch huh." Jack said, patting Sam on the shoulder. She stood up, and everyone proceeded slowly with guns in hand. The machine gun I was handed was a bit smaller than the rest, but it still fit me perfectly. Walking forward cautiously, we held our guns up and ready, ready to shoot anything that was dangerous. Something moved at the edge of my vision, and I whipped around, only to see a boy a little bit younger than me. My face lit up into a smile, and I lowered my gun, not listening to the commands of "Put your gun back up!" from Jack.
I looked around then, and saw many people aiming their guns at me and my team. "Ta-hari!" a voice said, and a man wearing glasses who looked to be in his late twenties came out, holding his hands in the air. "Cha-hari. Lower your guns." The people did as told, and my team did as well. "Hello Jack. Well, welcome back." The be-speckled man said, and Jack didn't reply, only walked past him, right to a boy about my age.
The boy saluted him, and Jack saluted back, then they hugged. "I did not think to be seeing you again!" He said, in the most adorable accent ever. "Daniel, how you doing?" Jack asked the man, and the man responded "Good. You?" "Much better. Now that I see everybody's okay." "Greetings, Doctor Jackson." "Hey Freddie." Holding out a package of tissues, Kowalski said "Here, got a little something for you." taking it, Daniel said "Kowalski." The men talked for a bit, and I walked over to where Sam was examining the Stargates command thingy. I have no clue what it's called. "Amazing." She was murmuring, and I just rolled my eyes as she went on and on about how amazing the thing was. Jack called for her twice before she actually responded. "Oh! Right. Excuse me." she smiled at Daniel, saying "Doctor Jackson I presume. I'm doctor Samantha Carter." "I thought you wanted to be called captain." Jack stated. I laughed, and said "We just call her Sam. Or if she gets annoying, I call her Sammy. She hates that."
"Oh, and this is Rayne Steller. We brought her on request." Jack introduced, and I smirked, while holding out fist, waiting for the brown haired man to respond. He looked confused, and I said patently, "You bump it. With your own fist. It's how we grungies greet each other." Daniel did so, tentatively, and I smiled, saying "We'll work on it." before walking over to the boy named Skaara. "I love your hair. Do you always keep it up like this? It would totally be easier to care for it." he didn't respond, just smiled at me, and I giggled. Dragging me back to the conversation, Jack said "Six hostel aliens came through the Stargate on earth. Four people are dead, ones missing." "One of them looked like rah, Daniel." Kowalski threw in, and Daniels face changed from confused, to concerned. "Well, they didn't come from here. I mean, the boys take shifts thirty-six hours a day, every day. We'd know if they came through here." "Well they came from somewhere Daniel." Jack said, and the Adults all went serious.
We ended up eating with them, since Daniel couldn't help us until the sandstorm was over. We all sat down around the fire, and Skaara handed Jack a bowl of something. "What's this?" "Drink." The boy told him, and Jack sniffed it, before asking "Moonshine?" "Moon-shine." Skaara repeated, but with a bit more difficulty. "Yeah. Moonshine. As in booze… Daniel, what are you teaching these kids?" Skaara laughed, and said "Try it!" so he did, and ended coughing it up, making everyone laugh. Giggling, I took the bowl out of his hands, and stating "Wimp." To the lieutenant, before drinking it down. I plopped the empty bowl onto my lap, and I smirked at the soldiers faces. "You don't get by in strip clubs honey, unless you can contain your alcohol." It was Daniels turn to cough and spit out his drink. "Strip club? You worked at a strip club?" he asked, while staring at me with wide eyes. Snorting, I responded "It pays the bills. I personally didn't strip, but I did sing." "You should sing for us Rayne." Sam suggested, and I smiled before standing up and getting my guitar which I had left at the Stargates stairs.
Tuning it up, with people watching in wonder, I said "this is called a guitar. It's an earth instrument." Clearing my throat, I said "Okay, this song is called 'who you are' by Jessie J. one of my favourite artists." I strummed the first few chords.
Oooooh, yeah. I stare at my reflection in the mirror: Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars! Brushing my hair, do I look perfect? Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars! Yes, no's, egos, fake shows, like WHOA! No, no, no, no, no...
"Why am I doing this to myself?"
Losing my mind on a tiny error,
I nearly left the real me on the shelf.
No, no, no, no, no...
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay.
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
There's nothing wrong with who you are!
(who you are
I forgot what to do to fit the mold, yeah!
The more I try the less it's working, yeah
'Cause everything inside me screams
No, no, no, no, no...
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay.
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
But tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
There's nothing wrong with who you are!
Just go, and leave me alone!
Real talk, real life, good love, goodnight,
With a smile, that's my home!
That's my home, no...
Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay...
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
Just be true to who you are!
Yeah yeah yeah
I finished the song with a gentle strum, and both soldiers and people stared at me. "Your amazing." Daniel said, and I smiled brightly at him. "It's what I love doing. But the only job I got was at the club." Breathing out, I packed up my guitar again, and leaned it against the pillar. I sat down in my spot, and Jack asked "How long have you been singing?" I noticed that Skaara was gone, but I responded "I've always been singing, but I was just too shy before. I thought I was totally tone-deaf until I started busking and was gathering large amounts of people. The owner of the club I worked at found me and asked me to work at his club for higher wages. So I did. I only worked there for a year and half until the military picked me up. So yeah. Here I am now." Standing up, I said over my shoulder "Thanks for the food." Before walking towards the large stone archway. I bumped into Skaara who was heading back from somewhere, and I laughed when I fell on top of him. "Are you alright?" I asked, as I helped him up. He nodded, but didn't say anything, which I found odd. "Is the storm over?" he nodded again, and I grabbed his hand saying "Well, let's go tell Daniel!" before pulling him over to the group.