Gate of the Demon

... vision

...host/symbiote

Report number: 15492231

Report date: 03/03/04

I had found a small chamber not far from where the Stargate had been dug up, as per the tip of an unknown source who had contacted me with the coordinates, and of course, my teammates couldn't let me go alone for fear that this was some plot concocted by the NID. The hieroglyphic writing spoke of Ra's enemy who dared to attack him in public and cursed anyone who entered the chamber. Opening the door, I found an empty room, save for a small urn for a symbiote and a mummified body placed close to the jar. Investigating the chamber thoroughly, I found nothing that would signify any hidden rooms or traps. But it was strange in the chamber. I could hear the natural sounds of the desert from inside, but the walls swallowed up any sound produced from the inside. As I went back to the mummy, I noticed something strange that did not seem to belong there. Laying in the middle of the room was a large stone, decorated with more hieroglyphs. As I neared it, I sensed that I was being watched. Reaching for the stone to read it and to take a closer look at it, my hand was grabbed by a machine, and it pinned me down. Screaming for help, I watched in growing fear as it opened the urn and took out a live symbiote, and forced it down my throat. I soon learned that this symbiote was the oldest of the Tok'ra, one of the original founders, whose name was Ker'wa, and that he and his host had attacked Ra in place daylight to try and prove that he wasn't all high and mighty as he claimed to be.

When I woke up, what could have been hours later, I found myself bound to a bed with NID operatives surrounding me. Somehow, they had found the chamber first and had planted a bug inside, and resealed it. I was told that they knew I had a symbiote in me, and that they would harm me and my team if they didn't get what they wanted. They asked simple questions at first, such as my name, my age, my current career and where I lived. Then they got serious. When they asked about Ker'wa, I refused to speak. They tortured me for hours, but Ker'wa helped me, pushing me so deep in my mind that I felt no pain, even I knew that I would hurt like hell later on. I emerged when Ker'wa was weak, and overheard their plans for me. They wanted me to infiltrate the SGC for them and would use my teammates to get to me.

They brought Sam out first, stripped naked and bound. They hurt her in front of my eyes and tried to rape her, but the powers I had gotten from my childhood prevented them from doing so. They brought Jack in as well, and I learned that they never had Teal'c with them. As they started with the questions again, I became angry and lashed out at one of them, breaking his neck in the process when they moved towards Sam once more, their attitude betraying what they intended to do. I had their attention, and their respect. They held guns to both Sam and Jack's head, and demanded that I choose which one was to die. I'll never forget the look on my teammates faces when I said my name out loud. They were angry like I had never seen them before, not even with the Goa'uld when we went up against them, or even when we saw the destruction of a planet that they had caused. The NID injected me with a modified version of the symbiote poison, and I used my powers to keep Ker'wa alive, despite the pain it caused me. When I opened my eyes after what seemed like hours, I was sweating, but I had managed to get every single molecule of the poison out of my body. I watched as they gagged us all, and as the one I had dubbed their leader, approached with surgical knife. They wanted to cut me open and cut out my heart, the sick bastards. I know I screamed when they started their little 'game', talking about the procedure among themselves as if they were talking about the weather. I lost consciousness around then.

I later came to in the infirmary at the SGC. Ker'wa was alive and well, but was still too weak to heal my injuries. Dr. Fraiser had done what she could to help insure that I would survive, but I was still in danger from infection, or from a small problem that no one had seen. She told me a bit about my injuries, only saying that they almost lost me numerous times since the rescue, but Teal'c and about seven teams from the SGC, including a medical team, had saved my life. My prognosis at the scene wasn't good, she said, but they all knew that I would make it out alive.

I am sincerely hoping that I am able to keep Ker'wa to help us fight against the Goa'uld and any other alien we run across who want to destroy us. He is a valuable asset, and he can probably keep the other Tok'ra in line.

There you go people, another chapter done with, just for your entertainment. I'm sorry if I didn't warn you about the stuff in this chapter in the previous one, but for the next two, expect something along the same lines.

Next time, we find out what Jack thought about this incident.

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