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Bound to Happen – Chapter 4


Still previously...

Sheppard watched as the light suddenly dipped behind some trees and flitted away into the distance. Whew…safe…

At that precise moment the same ball of light phased through the trees behind Ronon and the hole. The light was so intense that it momentarily blinded Sheppard. Its white glow ran horizontal to the terrain.

He barely had time to register, while swiveling on his feet his P90 aimed. With eyebrows scrunched together, his eyes darted over the scene.

The beam of light returned soon after, whipping above their heads and past them, leaving clouds of dust in its wake.

Sheppard shifted his weapon upward then back down as he tried to see where the beam had come from.

"Everyone all right?" asked Sheppard as he looked around to see if any of his team was injured.

McKay still cowering with his hands above his head as he slowly got up, dusting off his pants. Coughing slightly he stared at Sheppard, "Does it look like I'm alright. Yes I'm all right. What was that?"

"I don't know but as I said before lets not wait around for it. Come on, we're moving out."

Teyla lowered her P90, "I believe that would be best."

"Ronon?" asked Sheppard, eyeing the squatting man.

Ronon rubbed his eyes, and stood up. Sniffing the air, he spared his gaze on Teyla. "I'm fine. It came from there," he explained, his hand gruffly signaling to a point beyond the hole and himself.

Again, another the ball of light swooped back to their position and whipped through the team. It zipped past McKay, sending him sprawling onto the dirt.

Ronon swooped backwards, his weapon in hand, aiming it at the area beyond Rodney's head. His body remained solid, and his eyes fixed. While Teyla shifted her position, another unsettling whoosh echoed from above and made everyone, except McKay, aim their weapons at the sky.

Again from somewhere just above them in the treeline another beam of light went crackling down into the dirt mound nearby. As the beam evaporated a small floated object much like drone from Star Wars floated in the beam's place.

Their weapons locked onto the object; Sheppard took a moment to assess whether or not he should shoot the damnable thing. He had to stop himself from saying, use the force Luke.

It floated lightly; it's silver sparkling in the sunlight filtering through the trees. It had what appeared to be a lens of a camera with an antenna attached to it. The thing had no other markings, other than the single symbol blazed across its metal surface. The Jaruden symbol.

"Okay no sudden movements. Teyla are you seeing what I am?" asked Sheppard, looking incredulously at the object and its mark, as it floated before them.

Before she could respond a small door below it opened and sprizted the team with some kind of pinkish hued mist. Making them all cough then sputter to the ground, landing in a heap, unconscious.

Sheppard was faintly aware of someone yelping. He hoped that it wasn't the curse of the Jaruden. Whoever had bound his hands and legs, said something unsettling before he felt his consciousness slip, that he was the leader, sacrifice him.