Status: Complete
Pairings: N/A
Category: Werewolf!Daniel
Genre: Action, Adventure
Rating: Teen
Summary: After a run-in with Ceridwen, Daniel becomes the Lycan Guardsman of Earth. But is there something else behind all this?
Size: 9,735 words
Warnings: Some mild violence
Notes: Set between season 2 and 3.
Series/Sequels: N/A
Updated: October 15, 2013
Chapter One: Confrontations
"Trees, trees, trees . . . . And more trees. Isn't that surprising?" Colonel O'Neill grouched as he walked down the stone steps of the platform. The sun was high in the sky, the climate temperate. "You never see anything exciting."
"How exciting do you want it to be sir?" Major asked as she stood next to him.
"He's thinking of shooting off Jaffa." Daniel answered for the colonel, already heading off toward the ruins in the distance.
"Oy, Daniel." The archeologist stopped and turned around. "Don'cha think you should wait for us?" SG-1 began to walk.
"Jack, the ruins are only over at the base of the mountains. It's not like I'm walking for a day."
"Daniel. This is an unmapped territory that we know nothing about. For all you know, there are predators that might look like a freaking rabbit!"
"Okay, okay. Next time I won't walk off."
"That is what you stated on our last mission, Daniel Jackson."
"Teal'c supposed to be on my side."
"I am merely stating the facts." The archeologist humphed, the Jaffa's face remaining impassive.
"What are doing here anyway? It's not like we learn anything from rocks and sand."
"That's not true, colonel. From mythology, we learn about the social structure and behaviors of Goa'uld since the myths are based on actual events." Sam stated.
Jack looked at her. "I think you've been hanging around Daniel too much, major."
"Better than hanging around you, Jack."
"What in the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"It's not like I said it in French."
SG-1 continued to lightly bicker back and forth as they trudged over the ground toward the ruins that were settled at the base of the large mountain range on the magnetic east of the Stargate. At first glance, it could have looked like Stonehenge in pristine condition. Giant blocks were standing tall, the small arches towering 40 feet in the air. The small alter in the middle placed on a raised mound.
"I'm thinking the people that built this originally came from Britain or probably Ireland." Daniel walked up to the blocks. "No writing on the stone."
"I ask again. Why did we come here?"
Daniel didn't reply. He crouched at the base of the altar. "It looks like there are differences. Unlike, Stonehenge, this has writings on the altar." Daniel brushed away the dirt that had collected between the etched carvings.
"So, what does it say, Daniel." Sam asked.
Squinting, Daniel read out the inscriptions. "'Oh, Great Goddess, Mother of the earth, receive us into thy womb, thy body. Ceridwen, Mother of the Lycans, grant us our wish. To rise from our ashes, from our death, we seek new life.'"
"Ri-ight." Jack shifted.
"I think it's a prayer to Ceridwen. No one really knows much about her. From what the myths say about her, she had aspects that were defined by the seasons of the year."
"Do you think she might have been a Goa'uld?"
"I can't tell. She might have not."
"I have never heard any Goa'uld by the name of Ceridwen. This woman might have been from another race we have not encountered."
"That's good news for us. No new Goa'uld we need to worry about."
"Hmmm." Daniel whispered to himself, turning his attention back onto the altar. "There's something here."
"Daniel, don't t-" A blinding flash filled the area. When it cleared there was sign of Daniel. "-ouch it."
"I think the point is moot, sir."
"Ya think?"
Daniel opened his eyes. There was no Stonehenge. Sam, Jack, and Teal'c weren't there. Opening his eyes all the way, he noticed that he was inside a large cavern.
At his feet, the edge lapping at his toes was a medium sized pond with crystal blue waters. Directly on the other side, was a giant oak tree that was as big as a thousand year old redwood. The branches reached up to a small opening in the cavern where sunlight was filtering through. The roots of the tree seemed to coil out from the base to the edge of the pond, looking like arms reaching out to embrace the water. Nestled between the roots and the lake was another altar.
"Great, Jack is really going to be pissed at me." Daniel walked over to the other side, knowing the way back to his friends was on the identical altar.
"Who are you?" A voice whispered in his ear.
Spinning around, Daniel saw no one. "Hello?"
"Who are you? Why have you come here?"
Surprisingly, Daniel didn't feel threatened by the disembodied voice. "My name is Daniel Jackson. I'm a peaceful explorer from Earth."
"Earth is gone. Forgotten in the mists of time."
"Not anymore. We found our Stargate and opened it. We are now fighting the Goa'uld."
"You fight the False Ones?" Daniel could sense a change in the voice.
"Yes. My team and I are part of a group that fight against them. Recently, we have stopped them from trying to conquer our world."
"The First World is the last refuge of the free spirits."
"What do you mean?"
"It is the last place for hope, freedom, and happiness for thousands of worlds that slave under the False Ones."
Now, Daniel was getting confused. What the hell did it mean?
"You will soon know, Daniel."
The voice was behind him. Turning, Daniel came face to face with an old woman. White hair fell around the burdened shoulders, the body stooped in age. Frail hands were held tightly in front, a grim expression worn on her face. "The First World needs a protector." A black wolf appeared behind her, its stormy eyes fixated on Daniel. "The doorway to the heavens can not be left unguarded in these chaotic times."
"What do you mean?"
"She can not be left unguarded for the guardian is needed to protect her from those that seek to slave her." The old woman said. The wolf began to climb down, its attention focused on Daniel. The archeologist began to back away. "Including those that would use her for their own gain through her suffering."
Daniel stumbled and wolf leaped, turning into a bright white light. He screamed as pain erupted all over his body as the wolf entered his body.