The Grey Woods Beast
By Kushie
I do not own NCIS: I do not own Anthony Dinozzo, L.J. Gibbs. I do not own the other
team members. Don't own SG1
Firstly hello and thank you! To all you nice reviewers and followers. A special mention to
the guests. Who I can't message back to. You kind words are appreciated.
Please understand that some English spellings and types of dialogue differ from the American
ones. Some of us put the letter 'U' in a lot more word endings. I'm sorry if you find this awkward
It's second nature to me. As is putting certain words, in front of the verb, instead of after
This story bears no relation to any of my other stories. It is set in a totally different Universe.
Warning! Alternate Universe. Many Characters act out of Canon! Don't like don't read.
Chapter Nine: Battle
Tony could sense the anxiety around him. He heard many different suggestions and much whispered
advice. He saw his comrades moving through the undergrowth. Out of range of the monster.
But he knew, ultimately! The resolution of the situation rested on his shoulders. There was
something else. He didn't know how, but he knew. The monster was more than it appeared.
Something or someone else was controlling it. Something malevolent. Vinni brushed against his leg.
Tony drew strength from his funny little ally. He touched the wooden, cat, talisman at his throat
"Focus Tony!" he chided himself. "Concentrate!" Movement to his left, made him shift his gaze from the,
still wailing, form of his sire. Ziva had notched an arrow to her bow string. For her to successfully launch it.
The beast had to be distracted. Tony inhaled Then for the first time he noticed, the glittering device
wrapped around creatures right wrist and hand. In that brief second it was, as if a door had been opened.
The knowledge burst into his mind with such startling clarity. It made him gasp aloud. The creature gave a
short guttural laugh. It misinterpreted Tony's actions.
"The Thesian is afraid!" the voice was deep but sentient. "I can smell your fear. You reek with it.
Tony acted in a very characteristic manner. Characteristic to those that knew him.
"Boss? Do I smell?" he feigned shock. Gibbs almost grinned as he replied.
"Well! That expensive After Shave is a bit overpowering."
"The ladies love it!" Tony bantered.
"Not that one!" Jimmy quipped from behind.
"But you aren't the female are you?" Tony dropped his humorous facade. "She was the one in the
maze. All those centuries ago."
"Raagh!" the monster snarled. "She was my Spawn Sibling. Your ancestor murdered her."
Jack 'O' Neill stepped forward.
"Who are you Goold?" The creature turned to look at him.
"On your knees before your God!" He swiped a vicious back hander towards the Colonel.
Lifting him off his feet and slamming him backwards against a tree.
At the same time it's eyes lit up and flashed gold." A collective gasp went through the surrounding troops.
"Puny Humans. You are fit for nothing but slaves and when I desire it! Food!"
Tony again assumed the devil may care attitude.
"Tsk! Tsk!" he tutted and wagged a finger. "All these centuries and you still haven't learnt that Junk Food
is bad for you. Haven't you heard of cholesterol." He flicked a derisive glance at his father.
"Especially him. I bet he'd clog up, your arteries something chronic."
The Unas regarded him. His gaze malicious.
"What manner of man are you? Your blood is Thesian. But you do not bear their look.
You hair is white as though of many years. But your skin shows not the blemishing of time."
He snorted another laugh. "You are no more than the scrawny whelp of a debauched and ugly sire."
"Hey! Who you calling ugly? You need to look in a mirror mate." Tony shot back. Determined
not to be intimidated by whatever the thing was.
Daniel Jackson gave a half grin. The Goauld, had clearly met his match. But! For all his wit.
Daniel could tell Dinozzo was weighing his options. Jackson was quietly impressed.
"There was no doubt, Dinozzo was a Harsesis. The passage of time had diluted the Genetic
Memories of his forebears. But now! In his hour of need The Knowledge was reasserting itself.
Vinni scuttled forward. It was a mistake. As for the first time. The Goauld noticed him.
"Traitorous Feline!" he growled and raising a two toed foot. The Unas kicked the Tony's
adored pet/toy high into the undergrowth. It gave off a single loud screech then crashed to the
ground and was still. Tony forgot everything.
"Vinni!" he cried out! The monster turned round then realised. He regarded the man he still held.
"You are nothing to him. He cares more for that Hephaestus built contraption, than you."
The Unas tossed Anthony Dinozzo Senior aside, as if he was a rag doll." But It was more than Tony,
that cared about Vinni. Now he knew how precious, to science, the toy was. Tim was anxious to
protect it. He ran out from his safe harbour behind a tree. Directly into the path of the great beast.
It saw it's chnace and extended a massive arm. The jewel in it's palm seemed to glow. Tim tried to
avoid the beam. But he was no match for the power, the Goauld could wield, through their
Hand Devices.
His legs buckled as the Goauld took control of his mind. Horror permeated the watchers.
All bar Tony. He was already furious over the monster's treatment of Vinni. But that it should dare!
Dare! To try and harm Tim was too much. Okay! Tim was a geek and a pain in the butt. But he was
his Geek! His pain in the butt!
"Nobody tortures him, except me!" Tony growled under his breath. He didn't stop to think about
where it came from. He simply raised his staff and flashed the fire, of the orb's core. Straight at the giant.
It had turned slightly to ensnare Tim. Tony's blast struck it squarely on the back of the neck.
It hollared in pain.
"Ziva now!" Jethro yelled. She loose her arrow. As hoped it drove deep into the flesh of the Unas.
It didn't seem to notice it. It was arching and screaming as it struggled To avoid the burning agony of
the Asgard Weapon. It tried to move! To utilise it's inner speed. But something seemed to be restraining it.
Holding it still. It writhed but it's legs were rooted to the ground.
Tony became aware of Abby. She was chanting. Over and over the same short mantra.
Seeing the creature was vulnerable the others acted
"Open Fire!" Roberts now ordered his men. "Concentrate on the neck!"
The Unas forgot Tim. Released from the beam of the Manceito. He coughed and pitched forward. onto
his knees. Jimmy Palmer risked much. But ignored his own safety. He dashed to Tim's side and
helping him up, supported him. Out of the line of fire. Gibbs and Fornell now also trained their guns on
the Unas. Yet still! The bullets, just bounced of it's leathery pelt. Ziva notched another arrow.
"Aim for the areas. Where it's already punctured." 'O' Neill ordered. Ziva was moving even as
she fired. She need to get the same sight line as Tony. Clearly that was the monster's Achilles Heel.
Tony's face was implacable. The fire he controlled, streamed unceasingly, at the Unas. But at the same
time; He could feel it weakening. His strength was almost spent. Had he done enough?
Ziva had his mark and three silver darts now penetrated deep. The Unas gave another, ear splitting bellow,
then! It seemed to stagger. Green slime oozed along a dozen Arrow Shafts.
It's roar faded to a long low moan. The eyes flashed again. But this time their light was dying.
As was the host. A second later it crashed to the ground and was still.
"Keep Back!" The Air Force General ordered. He pulled out a knife then with his trusted team
covering him. He moved slowly in to kneel beside the beast. In a quick series of movements, he slashed
his serrated blade, through the thick hide. Then Jacob/Selmak plunged his hand into the hole. He yanked
out the Symbiote. All around people stared in amazement. Selmak was pretty sure it was dead, but he
was taking no chances. He held the worm by it's crested head. Then flicked it up and down.
There was a an audible crunch as the Tokra snapped the Goauld's spine.
SG1 gave a collective sigh of relief. So did everyone else. Tony slid down to a sitting position.
Gibbs was at his side, in a second. He motioned to Ducky. The Medic appraised Tony.
"He's just exhausted. The effort was clearly very taxing." Gibbs didn't doubt it. Tony's breath game in
great, body, shuddering, gulps. He was drenched in sweat and visibly shaking. But even in his distressed
state he managed to ask.
"Boss? Tim?"
"I'm fine Tony. Apart from a major headache." Ducky glanced up at him.
"Palmer see to that burn on his head." Tony vision was starting to blur. Gibbs face wavered then, as
all went black. A final word slid from his lips.
"Vinni!"
TBC
A/N Sorry for the delay posting. having major 'Puter Probs. Hope to get a newbie soon
Please bear with me until then. K
