The lady at the desk tried to stop him from leaving but then she saw his defence toys and screamed. "Where did those come from!?"
"I made them." Daniel tried to smile encouragingly, hoping it would calm her down. "Don't worry. There just toys."
"What.. What are they!?" The woman asked freaked out.
Daniel shrugged. "Defensive technology I guess?" He looked over her wide eyed expression. He couldn't understand why she was so scared of them. They're small little things. It's not like they could do much damage. They'd just protect me, not attack. He thought to himself.
The woman picked up the phone and called someone. Daniel just frowned and shrugged and left. He walked around the streets, trying to clear is aching head.
People stared at him as he walked past but Daniel tried to ignore it.
A week went by, Daniel's head finally stopped hurting but it felt.. Lighter.. Like something was missing or wrong.. But Daniel had no clue what it could be. However in place of that, new thoughts emerged, but made no sense. He remembered a man.. But he still wasn't sure what his name was.. He was a good person and someone that Daniel knew well.. They spent a lot of time together.. But what was he to him? A brother? A friend?
He remembered other faces too, a couple guys and a woman but their names and details escaped him. Sometimes even the thought of their face even faded.
He also remembered a mean man. Someone who was very important. Someone who killed someone close to him, but who?
He sighed. There was nothing he could do. His mind was betraying him and he could do nothing about it. A part of him had already known his mind was heading down hill but he just couldn't tell how much. Idris had told him things where coming soon but he didn't know what. Daniel made more defensive toys. It was one of the only things that rang clear in his head. He could make them over and over again with ease like it was a natural to him. It was fun too as he found more and more ways to make them more efficient. Almost like he was making friends who could make more themselves.
It was comforting in a way since the inhabitants of the planet refused to be nice to him, like he was some sort of freak.
"What year is it?" Daniel asked. The more his mind fluctuated on past memories the more it worried him that the gate didn't lock on Earth's address. It didn't make any sense.
"Year? Years mean nothing to me. To tricky to put down in a single number when you live everywhere in time." Idris replied.
Daniel sighed and decided to try the gate again. Maybe there had been a crisis during that time and it was over now. He wondered. Daniel left and walked down the street trying to find the forest path. People came up to him again. They where always worried about his toys.
"You're not suppose to be here. Go back home." One person said.
"I'm trying to go home." Daniel replied.
"Well you're homes that way.." One person pointed to where Daniel came from.
"But I'm trying to go to the gate." Daniel replied and continued on anyway. He tried the gate again, but it still didn't get a lock. He sighed and made him way back. There was an angry crowd at his home. They where destroying the things he made. Daniel ran in front of them and put up his hands. "Stop! Stop! What are you doing!?" Daniel asked upset.
"Destroying these pests. They keep taking and destroying our stuff! They wont stop!"
"We told you to stop making these things! There nothing but trouble!"
"No, no. You don't understand!" Daniel started. "There going to defeat the bad aliens.. The Go.. Goa.. Goats?... No uh.. Ghouls? Uh... Something like that.."
"Yeah right. There's no such thing!" "The only thing that needs to be stopped is you and you're freaks!"
The group continuing trying to destroy his stuff. Daniel looked at his creations upset as people held him back from saving them. Daniel started to beg his creations to protect themselves. To fight back. His things did nothing. There weren't made to attack normal people, just against Goa'uld and defend their creator. Daniel tried to use that to his advantage.
"How could you defend me if you're dead?!" He yelled.
That peeked their interest so Daniel continued. "Fight! Protect yourselves so you can protect me!"
After a moment his creations figured out how to do so and then overwhelmed the crowd. Once the crowd ran as they where attacked back, his creations didn't stop there. They kept going after them, making more of themselves as they went.
Daniel's eyes widened as they continued to destroy everything. It wasn't what he meant. He didn't mean fight everyone. It was an accident!
Something in Daniel's fading mind told him run. To secure himself somewhere safer. He had lost control of his creations and he could be a victim just as much as them.
Daniel closed and locked the door to his house, securing it. He sat down on a table, hugging his knees.. It was the only thing left in his house. He had used up all the other materials. After hours of hearing screams and explosions from the outside world, finally, there was silence. Daniel didn't know what that meant. Was it all over? Was everyone dead?
Daniel waited, and waited, but no one came for him. He grew tired. His mind foggy. He laid down and went to sleep as his mind continued to degrade. He saw a person in his dreams. He still wasn't sure who it was. It had been so long ago. Was it his Father?.. Who was his mother? Where where they? Was he truely alone?