By Starsinger
I've been kicking around this idea for quite sometime. What would be the ultimate answer to the Tok'ra's whining that they're going extinct, a Queen, (breeding of course). This takes place before the Orisi and, Jacob/Selmak aren't dead (probably AU, I have no plans for his death). Don't own Stargate, don't sue me.
Chauinaya actually woke her, the symbiote was very protective of her. Dr. Marina Johnson smelled smoke, granted, the sprawling estate was a mental health facility, but it dealt with people coming out of cults and off of drugs. She threw off her covers and pulled on clothes as Sarah burst through the door.
"It's Ares," she exclaimed, "he's back and doing this." They both heard the mad laughter outside the window. Marina closed her eyes, he wasn't always this way. When they were left behind after Ra fled Earth. She turned and ran out the door, Sarah close behind. They found Jeremy and Larry outside, Larry called 911. A dark shadow loomed in the darkness and they ran for the woods
"Where are you, Athena," a terrible voice shook the night. "You will be my Queen. We will rule this world together."
Sarah stood, shaking her blonde hair out of her eyes, "Go, she said, eyes glowing, I will hold him off."
"Sarah, don't!" Marina screamed, as Larry grabbed her from behind, dragging her toward the road, her eyes glowed, "Sarah!!!!"
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Daniel and Sam walked into the lobby, Teal'c close behind. A psychiatry convention wasn't normally their cups of tea, but a note told them that a Goauld would be here, and that Dr. Marina Johnson, renowned psychologist and cult deprogrammer, was in attendance as well. Since the burning of her institute, they hoped to entice her to the Stargate program. Sam sighed, "You've met her, right?"
Daniel looked over the crowd, "Once, she taught Katherine at the University. She's gotta be in her 80s though..."
His voice trailed off as he spotted her, she smiled and wandered over, "Daniel," she smiled, "good to see you. Come up to my room and we'll talk, Jeremy would love to see you," he eyes glowed just before she walked away.
"I could be wrong," Sam said, watching the woman who looked no more than 45 walk away, "she doesn't look like she's 80."
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"Do you think they'll come?" Larry asked, looking at Sarah's pale face. One of the Security Guards left at the Institute had found her, alive, but barely. A knock sounded at the door. Marina's brother, Jeremy, tapped his cane toward the door.
"Dr. Jackson?" came the polite inquiry, "Come in, come in." The small group came in and stared, the good doctor stood, looking out the window.
She turned from the window, her handsome face lined with worry, looking at her friend on the bed, her grey streaked black hair in an upswept bun. "When Ra abandoned Earth three thousand years ago, several of us stayed behind: Ares, Athena, Aphrodite, Apollo, Hermes, Hera and Chauinaya. You know the story, we were Gods, rulers of a great and powerful people, even when the Romans came and changed our names..." Suddenly, her face crumpled, and she collapsed.
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Larry continued the story at the Cheyenne Mountain Complex. "I've never been a host, so I'm not entirely sure what transpired, but from what I've been able to piece together, their godhood seemed to lose its luster just before the Christian era took hold. They all found themselves asking people if they wanted to be hosts, with promises of long life. There were more of them but the seven, Marina named, made it to the last century."
He took a long sip of water, "In 1937, my parents had been told to take my sister home, that she had cancer and that there was nothing they could do for her. Then a very elderly gentleman came in, and told my parents that he could heal her, if he gave him a few minutes with her. He died soon after the visit and my sister slept for, oh, I don't know, a couple of hours. When she awoke, she got up, took a shower, and ate. Things that she had not done in a very long time. Mom and Dad, of course, thought it was a miracle."
"I have a bad feeling about Ares," Jack muttered.
"I became the unofficial mascot of this group. They needed someone normal who could move through the world without hindrance, but by and large, the hosts did most of the work. They were partners in every way. I was told that Ares disappeared during World War I. They believe it was during a gas attack, but when he resurfaced, he was one of the leaders of Nazi Germany. I don't think we'll ever know what impact he had on the war, but when I returned, I brought him back in a stasis jar, just barely catching him before he got into another host. Three weeks ago, he escaped into the body of one of the orderlies. He's killed, Hera, Hermes and Aphrodite. Apollo and Athena are missing, and Chauinaya is downstairs with her host, my sister Marina."
"Are you saying Ares is responsible for the burning of your facility?" Sam asked.
"Yes," came the reply. "He killed Aphrodite while he was at it," he sighed. "We need refuge..."
"Tok'ra?" Jack asked General Hammond.
"See if you can contact them, tell them that we may have a new recruit."
Short, sweet, to the point, let me know what you think, if you have constructive criticism, please, include your e-mail and maybe you can give me more hints on how to improve and expand on this story.
