Chapter Seven
The ones loyal to her
A/N: Here is the chapter that most of you have been waiting for since almost the beginning of Flanna. The question now is will Flanna take the right path and lead her people or let their call die on deaf ears? Well I only have one suggestion for that one, read on dear reader.
General O'Neill scowled as the Daedalus beamed him aboard without notice. Spotting Liuentant Sheppard, he as the man beside her with confusion. "Liuentant Sheppard thought you were on Vacation for the next week or so before reporting for Training."
"My sisters are missing, General. The last thing on my mind is vacation." Nodding her head towards Aaron, she continued. "We need to get my brother to sign the non-discloser and confidental agreement. He is the only one that knows what has happened."
"What's your name, son?" Jack asked, knowing how Sheppard won't stop until her sisters were found.
"Second Seargant Aaron Turner, sir. Retired." Aaron told him, snapping off a salute.
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Flanna looked around herself, comitting what the city and it's inhabitants looked like to memory, knowing she might not be able to see it again. She had tried to go by herself but everyone, even the Fluffed up Ego Doctor Rodney McKay wouldn't have let her do it. She could understand why her brother and his family tried to stop her but almost everyone had told her in more ways than one that they had her back, knowing she was going through with the Test of Eachann and Ascension. Not even bothering to talk her out of it.
They didn't say it in words so much, over the last several weeks, while Flanna had been training for the test of Eachann, they always had a word of encouragement on their tongue ready to lend her a helping hand. No one knew what the Test of Eachann was, for it hadn't been used in seven generations. Before she was sopposed to he at the Royal House on Sateda, she wanted to check on the Ancient Ruins first.
It was a place where Runners could seek shelter since the Transmitters couldn't work once you stepped through the gate.
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Flanna headed towards the tall buildings that represented the Ancient town of Euphrates. A young boy around ten or Eleven met them at the edge of the forest. "Flanna! You have returned!" He cried out in happiness recongizing Flanna instantly. "Come! Melina will want to see you."
Flanna walked into the Ancient town, greeting the women, children, and men there all by name. She laughed, congraulated, wept, comforted with each of them. The people there loved her, that much John and the others could see.
The boy that greeted them earlier, appeared before them once more. This time helping an old woman down the steps to stand before Flanna and the three men.
"Thank you Gaavin." She said before turning her attention to Flanna. "Welcome back, our Leader. You have been sorely missed." Melina was half bent over, supported by a cane that was carved elegantly curved around carvings.
"Melina, how many times do I have to tell you, that I am no Leader of the Runners. I only found a sacuary for all of us, that hardly qualifies me as a leader." Flanna told her respectfully.
"You are our Leader, Flanna Dex of the Line of Eachann. You found us a place to rest our heads and grow old, protected us like we where children of Runners will have no other Leader." Melina spoke, struggling to stand up straight like in her youth. "But that is not why you have come back is it?"
"No it is not. Weyin Tallen has called forth the Test of Eachann after I have requested the Right of Ansciension. I need your people's help, Melina if I am to pass it." Flanna told her, asking not demanding help from those around her.
"Why do you ask, Leader? We would have surely have done it if you have just told us instead." Melina gripped on hand on her cane the other sweeping the other around herself as she walked through the streets. "Don't you see that we are willing to die for you, Leader? You had put yourself in great danger bringing us here, sharing this city at the risk of drawing the Wraith here permantly. You are our leader in more ways than just the fact that we look for you to guide us."
Melina walked several miles before halting before some children playing. "You brought Celise to safety after the Runner who had saved her couldn't protect her anymore. You did this, not Caci of Rohan, not Parie. You, Flanna did this."
"Seems to me that you are stuck being their leader." John spoke, noticing many things how Flanna and her people interacted with each other.
"I will take my place as your Leader, Melina. But first I have to defeat Weyin Tallen, he plans to cause the Great Awakening in several years if I do not stop him." Flanna told her, finally realizing that the Runners were stuck with her as much as she was stuck being their leader.
"News of this happening has already started to rech our ears, Leader. The more Wraith awaken, the more the Runners are not able to live and find sacuary. We will follow you to the Queen herself if need be to stop this from happening." Melina told her, standing as tall as she could make her old bones and tendons to.
"Than this is how we need to enter the Satedan Royal courtyard." Flanna gathered her people to her and told them what she had in mind. A few suggestions and points made, Flanna and the Runners had a plan in place. Now they just needed to be able to remove all of the trackers from each person.
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It was day break on Sateda, the sun had already begun to creep up the walls of the Chieftons' palace, highlighting the woman that stood on the crest of the hill at the entrance of the gate. You couldn't see any of her features yet, but the very air it self was resonating with the thought that this was Aife, first Queen of the Satedan people and wife to King Eachann.
The woman wore a simple floor-length grown, her arms bare to the sky, a crown that looked like armor with a majestic blue jewel laying on her forehead. Her russet colored long curly hair flew behind her, no longer confined of anything except a gold colored clip with blue saffires on it. The gown that she wore was of a cream color and had off the shoulder sleeves, simple floor length, figure hugging with a a net like fabric that was held onto her waist by a belt studded with a simple jewel. She had a sword hanging by her leg. Many Satedan recoginzed this sword and the crown of Jarnsaxa.
Two rows of woman followed by a drummer each walked down the hill first, tapping out a rhythm on their drums. As the two lines made a walkway to the center of the courtyard, the mysterious woman walked elegantly down from the hill, by this time the sun had only risen half way up from the hill, shining it's rays of golden light onto the woman's russet colored hair turning each strand into a halo of fire ontop her head. The skirt of her dress trailed behind her, creating a cloud of cream colored fabric in her wake.
John, Rodney, and almost every male in the courtyard dropped their jaws until they hit the ground at the beauty before them. The Atlanteans were all amazed that this was Flanna, a woman that they knew couldn't be brought within five feet of a dress without killing it, yet here she was wearing a dress and making it look like she wore one everyday. Ronon kept alert, knowing that any man with in the courtyard would take her in heart beat if they could. It was his duty to protect his sister no matter what.
Flanna reached the center of the courtyard, not noticing the spell that she had weaved over each person until it lay so quiet that you could hear a pin drop from fifty feet. She faced a man in battle armour of Sateda, Weyin her opponet.
A/N: Well I think that's a good spot to leave for the night. I hope you all love the outfit that Flanna was wearing. I saw a gown like that and instantly knew that Flanna would wear that to the Ansciension and I also wanted to make a grand entrance for the gal, what better way than that to face down her archenemy? See you all soon enough for the next chapter. Have fun Reading because I had fun writing!
