Disclaimer: Nothing of Stargate belongs to me. No money is being made. Just putting the characters into my sandbox so I can watch them play nice.
Warnings: Rated M for later chapter. Main character is an original character.
Forgotten History
Prologue
The only village for miles around was a small one but full of people who all knew each other. Everyone was like family and just as close. As the men brought in their kills of the day the women took them and cleaned them. The men then gathered fire wood and made large fires in which to cook their meals. Children played together in groups, laughing and being carefree. The elder children watched them carefully, making sure they remained safe.
Their little world had never been disrupted by anyone other than those that travelled through the Astria Porta. Only through there did evil come and plague their village. The glowing eyed people knew nothing of them and they were of no interest. They were little more that specs of dust that needed to be cleared away.
But it was of little worry. They hardly ever came and when they did, it was only to check that no one else had visited before them, especially a rival. Which of course, never did anyone else come through but it was always a concern and it was one that then concerned the elders. If anything at all was suspected, no matter how small, they would be exterminated and no one would ever have known that they existed at all.
Suddenly, a heavy and uneasy silence fell around the adults and older children of the village as the sky unexpectedly rumbled. Something was wrong. A few of the mothers went forwards and silenced the children, whose little smiles faded as they sensed the worry from the women. As the sky above them darkened dramatically with dark clouds that seemed to appear from nowhere, another heavy rumbling was heard.
The inhabitants of the planet glanced up and watched the large descending ship. Most of them watched it curiously, wondering if it belonged to the glowing eyed people. Normally they came through the Astria Porta. Never before had a ship landed near them. This was most definitely a first. Sensing that something was wrong, the men all stepped forwards, standing in front of all women and children. As it happened, the women put the children behind them.
When the massive ship finally reached the ground, the main door opened and a long ramp extended from inside. Soldiers, all of large stature, strode down the ramp, their footsteps beating against it heavily and they all lined up in a specific order. It soon became clear which of them was in charge. One soldier was the only one who spoke and he made his way to the front, his face set and impassive. His black eyes roamed the planet, its people and then his soldiers as he opened his mouth to begin.
"Kegalo!"
The inhabitants all had looks of confusion as the odd word but they remained silent and continued watching. But all the soldiers understood the command perfectly and they stood to attention and instantly fell silent. "Jaffa... Kree! Hear me now," the orders continued. "Sha'lokma'kor!"
The order was sent and the soldiers moved and took attack positions. The men of the planet realised what was about to happen and the leader among them turned behind him. "Run!"
The woman and children did not wait. They ran towards the far tree line ahead and only a few turned back as the weapons opened fire. At least half of the men went down in a single shot. The soldiers took the positions again and this time the men of the village ran towards them with their weapons, hoping to defend their homes, their families and their lives. More shots rang out and more men fell to the ground dead.
"Jaffa! After them!"
Another order was made and the soldiers followed it through. They gave chase to the women and children of the village and once caught they were dragged back towards the ship that had landed. They were then placed at the feet of other soldiers with weapons pointed at them so they could not move. Once all of them had been captured and once they had been silence, the ship's main door opened once again and a man dressed in gold armour walked down from the ramp.
He took his time in approaching the man that had taken control earlier. "My lord," he said respectfully, bowing his head slightly. "These are the women and older female children of this village. All the men and children are dead."
A few cries were heard after those words but they were mostly ignored. The man in gold nodded once and slowly, he walked down the line, indicating to a few women and older children that were to be taken on board. The ones that were not chosen were killed, in front of everyone, much to their horror.
As the last of the women were placed on board, the lead soldier watched a young woman with vivid red hair giving two of his soldiers a good fight. It was clear the woman was trying to protect two younger females that were behind her. One of them looked his way but eventually, all of them were taken under control and put on board the ship.
The man in gold smiled faintly, seemingly pleased. "Well, done Teal'c," he said, his voice heavily distorted. "You have done well this day. You shall be rewarded once home. It should not be long now until my queen has a suitable host."
