Please do be reminded that I do not own Stargate Atlantis, or anything else I write about. And this story is based around late season 2, when the Replicators are destroying Human worlds to kill the Wraith. But, more the the point, enjoy!

Chapter 2

I

"I don't have the ATA gene." Jennifer said.

"You mean Ancestor's power." The captain, or at least she assumed as such, corrected.

"Whatever you call it." She mocked.

"Very well. Then you may help in another way."

II

He moved the Jumper away from the energy blasts, Then decloaked the Jumper, as there was no need for it any-more. He saw that the only chance he had was to get out of the Jumper. He moved it down to one of the platforms, landed it, then hastily opened the rear hatch. He ran out and through the door at the opposite end of the entrance then slammed the door shut as the Jumper exploded in a bluish-whitish-redish-orangish explosion. He easily located a panel on which to copy, paste and read information. When he logged on as an unused user, he admitted, quietly, so as not to alert guards, that he had indeed hit the jackpot; navigational data, planetary and empire history, botanical data, etc. What he needed was a map. He found a map, but not one that said 'You are here↓' like they did at the mall. It took him a while to find where he was on it. Then he attempted to locate the brig. He found it eventually. He looked inside the logs. There had indeed been someone brought in a short while ago synchronising with when he saw Jennifer.

He began to move down the hallway. Before he got two feet, two guards were pointing objects at him which didn't look like weapons, but definitely said gun.

"Don't. Move." one of them said in an almost monotone, dare he think, robotic voice. After a moment which looked like a cowboy movie with a ball of dead grass bouncing in between them, cowboy music playing, and both sides holding revolvers pointed at each other's heads, Rodney pulled out his stunner and shot both of them. The blast seemed to rip off their skin. Rodney turned away, expecting to see blood and gore fall onto the floor. Instead, he didn't sense the same presence of blood. He opened his eyes and saw machinery under a thick layer of rubber and metal. He remembered that in Japan, on Earth, somebody had made a robot looking exactly like the scientist who created it. The robot was called 'Jemenoid'. Were these robots? It's speech sounded like it could only come from a Human. Surely their entire race wasn't machine-kind? He decided to figure out an answer to the question later and find Jennifer.

III

"As far as I know, Atlantis has codes. And further, codes to other places in Pegasus, and codes to your home planet. Tell me those codes, and I may well let you live and send you home."

now she was turning into torturer type. But those codes weren't something she could give away like ice cream.

No, what am I thinking? Ice cream costs like 2 dollars. I'd have to tax her first.

"That's something I can't say."

"What pain would you rather endure? The two choices are: unconventional, and conventional."

Tough choice.

"Unconventional?"

"Very well." the captain walked over to the side and Jennifer's eyes lost track of her. She came back to the platform and opened the box she had brought from somewhere. She took something out of it. In it's silvery and deadly gleam, Jennifer could tell it was a knife.

"Now, when I throw something into that chamber you just happen to be in, the gravity changes, and it hurtles towards you at horribly scary speeds." Torturer. "It's falling at you like a meteor, and impales you. Now, I also increased to pressure in there so that you're not destroyed, but you can't move. So, last chance before pain starts; Tell me those codes."

"I can't do that." Jennifer sternly replied, ultimately scared of the blade in the captain's hand.

"Very well then." The captain released the knife into the chamber. It passed through a red force shield, then hurtled towards her like, as the captain described, a meteor. She felt a sharp, impaling pain. She screamed out in pain.