*Again I own nothing but the Plot and the OC

(Symbiote talking aloud)

(Symbiote\host thoughts)

Chapter 1 – New beginnings

Fifteen year old Remi Beauchamp sat in contemplative silence at the beach near his home. Today he and his sisters had met their crazy aunt Wendy whom they had honestly thought was a myth. She was however very real and very funny. She was obviously the fun aunt, Remi mused to himself. He had spent a couple hours with her and his mom today and he already felt a connection to Wendy. He contemplated this for awhile more before he heard a weird whining sound and looking up with an incredulous expression saw a sight he almost couldn't believe. A very obvious space craft was smoking and flew over his head only to crash in the ocean a few meters from shore. Remi jumped up and ran to the water's edge watching in awe. A few moments later he saw a very human looking man surface and flail around. Instinctively he began swimming towards the man. Seeing the man struggling to stay above the surface, he started swimming with renewed urgency. Reaching him finally he grabbed the man under the arms and kicked with all his strength back to shore.

Breathing deeply, Remi collapsed on the sand and out of the corner of his eye he looked the man over and noticed the deep gashes all over his torso, as well as the unnatural angle of his leg.

"Hold on sir, I'll get you some help." He told the man urgently. He started to get up only to feel a hand grab his arm and hold him in place with surprising strength.

"There is no point young one. My body is too badly damaged. I am dying." The man said with finality.

Remi looked at him sadly, "There must be something I can do!" his mind was going millions of miles an hour; a space ship? Aliens? Crazy Army experiment?! He didn't know what to think.

This man obviously needed help though, and Remi could never just leave someone that needed help.

The man smiled softly but shook his head, "There is nothing."

Remi bowed his head, and decided to try and take the man's mind off dying.

"What's your name?" he asked. "It's not every day we get alien visitors on this beach."

The man chuckled a bit while wincing in pain; "My name is Tirian..." he managed to say before violently coughing up blood.

Remi jumped back minutely when Tirian's eyes glowed an iridescent white.

"Do not be afraid young one, I will not harm you. My name is Adair." The man said in a now deep flanged voice that seemed to almost echo.

Remi looked at him with wide eyes, "I don't understand."

The man grimaced at him. "I am Adair; Tirian is the name of my host. I am one of many symbiotic creatures that share a host body to survive."

Remi looked at him in awe, then slowly dawning horror, "Wait that means that if Tirian dies, you die too?"he almost whispered out.

Adair nodded slowly, "That is correct, though I can switch hosts for survival it is against the laws of my people to take an unwilling host and there is not enough time to look for one."

Remi bit his lip, "What about me?" he asked quietly. Remi's compassion for all living things was warring with his confusion and fear of the unknown.

Adair's eyes widened, "I cannot ask you to do that! You do not know what it even means to be my host!" he sounded awed at Remi asking, but also frightened for him.

Remi thought for a moment, "What does it mean then?"

Adair lowered his head for a moment, and then when he lifted it again his voice was no longer flanged.

"I will try and explain as much as I am able until I pass." Tirian said rather tiredly. "Adair is a member of the Tok'ra. As he told you they are a race of symbiotic beings that share a host body to survive. They have been at war for many thousands of years with their sister race called the Goa'uld. They are also symbiotic but they take their hosts forcefully and suppress them completely. The Tok'ra oppose the Goa'uld philosophically in every way and their highest law is only to blend with willing hosts and to share the body equally. Adair is currently the second oldest Tok'ra alive; he is very wise and passionate in protecting his family… He is a wonderful friend." he whispered, a single tear sliding down his cheek. "Please save him…" Tirian's voice broke as he looked pleadingly at Remi.

Remi looked at him for several moments before slowly nodding his head, a determined look in his eye. "What do I have to do?" he asked.

Tirian let another tear roll down his pale cheek, "Open your mouth and close your eyes, he will enter that way."

Remi reluctantly did so, not entirely sure what to expect.

His surprise was complete however when he felt the barest touch of the other mans mouth over his and then a sharp pain as the symbiote rushed into his mouth, pushing his tongue down and burrowing through the back of his throat.

Remi's eyes flashed open and he watched helplessly as Tirian collapsed backwards on the ground and stopped breathing. Immediately he felt a deep aching sadness in his chest accompanied by the words; "Good bye dear friend, I will find out who betrayed us and get you justice" echoing In his mind.

Remi stood like that staring at Tirian's body, feeling the loss and deep sadness that wasn't coming from him. Though he himself did feel compassion for Adair and sadness that Tirian had died he knew he would have to be much older than he was now in order to understand the depth of grief that Adair felt. As this thought formed in his mind he heard quite clearly in his mind; "When we blend fully you will gain that understanding from me Remi. You will see the knowledge and wisdom that I have gained over fifteen centuries."

Remi startled at that and thought back to him, "You're over 1,500 years old?!"

Adair chuckled in his mind, "Yes my young friend, would you like to see my years now while I review yours?"

Excited in spite of himself Remi quickly agreed and he was submerged in Adair's memories, he witnessed the origin of the Tok'ra from their mother Egeria. He saw great battles between the Tok'ra and Goa'uld back when the Tok'ra had many ships and armies of Loyal Jaffa. He saw the last great battle they had openly with the Goa'uld before becoming infiltrators. He also saw and felt the great love that Adair felt for his first host Sorin all the way down to Tirian. Thousands of lives over a thousand years of knowledge gained and wisdom learned. He finally witnessed Adair's life with Tirian, with his brother Martouf and Mother Saroosh who were also Tok'ra; blended with Lantash and Selmak respectively.

In the end Remi felt correctly that everything had just been downloaded directly to his brain and he felt a bit disconnected from himself. Before he could start feeling too uncomfortable however Adair gently brought up Remi's own memories, and for the first time Remi remembered the day he was born, he remembered opening his eyes and seeing his tired looking mother smiling down at him. He and Adair watched confounded as his mother Joanna would occasionally whisper some words in Latin and the food would cook itself or his bottle as a baby would heat up after being cold. They remembered different incidents around his sisters that his mother would always have an explanation for. Now however looking back he saw the slight fear in her eyes that she covered well, with Adair's memories of human interactions he saw right thorough her. Even things that he had unknowingly done that he had accepted her explanations for. "We're witches!" he thought to himself gleefully. Adair only watched the rest of his life in dumbfounded awe. After living over a Thousand years he had only heard rumors of Magic and had always dismissed them as fantasy. Yet here was the proof in Remi his current host.

Remi's memories ended. He felt much more himself now, though Adair was still a bit in shock, though his mind was racing with thoughts and conclusions that Remi was having trouble following.

He gently 'nudged' for Adair's attention and was rewarded when Adair 'jumped' slightly in his mind.

He chuckled, "I didn't quite get that Adair. What were you thinking about exactly?"

Adair let his excitement bleed over their bond. "There is a human race of people on the border of Ra's territory. They are called the Ryoo and have been at war with Ra' for the last three generations. They have miraculously held their own. They have a technological level several centuries ahead of Earth, and their ships are rather impressive if not as powerful as a Hat'ak in weapons, though they are beyond the Goa'uld in power generation and hyper drive technology.

However there have been rumors that some of the Ryoo have special abilities, some of our spy's in Ra's ranks have reported that the Jaffa tell their master of Ryoo soldiers that can speak a word and send them flying backwards, or stun them, snap their necks, or even burn them to a crisp! We have never been able to initiate contact with them however and prove that these rumors are more than just that, rumor."

Remi listened fascinated to Adair before realizing that the sun was getting low and it was time for him to be on his way home, he went to stand up and tripped. Adair on instinct tightened his grip on Remi's spinal cord to take control and stop him from falling. Remi however was still unused to the sensation and panicked for a moment. At that moment his magic flared up after being dormant and Remi could almost feel it glare at Adair in their mind. Adair immediately relaxed his hold but Remi's magic was already in motion and just before Remi calmed his magic down instinctively communicating that Adair was a friend and ok, there was a massive burst of energy and Remi disappeared from the beach in a flash of purple energy….

So there's chapter one everyone! Hope you like it! Read and Review please!