Gate of the Demon

... vision

...host/symbiote

Report number: 15492257

Report date: 26/03/04

I remember that Dr. Jackson was looking in some kind of tomb while Major Carter scanned the area surrounding it. Teal'c and I stood guard at the perimeter of our camp, which was located in between the tomb and the area that Carter was in. I don't know how we missed it. Carter hadn't responded to our calls over the radio, nor had she reported in after her checkpoint had passed, and we knew that our radios didn't work in the tomb. Teal'c had gone to see what was wrong with Carter while I checked in with Jackson. When I entered the tomb, the last thing I expected to see were two men leaning over Dr. Jackson, and then I was hit from behind.

It was dark when I came to, but I was blinded a few minutes after that. I did manage to see people in uniforms walk in and drag someone out, who I soon realized was Carter. Those monsters had stripped her of her clothes, and she had bruises covering her body from what little I could see. What could have been half an hour to an hour had passed before someone came in and brought me out of the room. As I entered another room, this one was lit brightly, I noticed Jackson laying on a bed, padded reinforced cuffs securing him down. They asked so many questions about a symbiote in Jackson's body that it made my head spin. It was impossible, I thought, but then anything could have happened in that tomb while we were out of contact. Then, one of the men holding us captive, died, his neck broken, judging from the angle. I looked back at Jackson, and noticed his angry look. (Note: don't piss Jackson off. Remember this point!) I stared at him as guns were held to our heads, not quite listening to them as they demanded Jackson to choose between which one of us would die. I could feel the anger building up inside as he chose himself to be the one who died, though I couldn't do anything as they injected the liquid version of symbiote poison in his blood. Five minutes later, 

it was over with, and he was sweating from the physical strain that the poison caused him. They gagged us, and forced Carter and myself to our knees to watch as the leader palmed a surgical knife, and I saw that he fully intended to cut Jackson open. Jackson screamed like the damned in hell as the knife cut into his skin, blood pouring from the wound. Those bastards were so casual about it, like they were talking about the weather over a cup of coffee. I was glad when Jackson lost consciousness since he wouldn't feel the pain as much anymore.

They had cut so deep that I was afraid that we would lose Jackson for good this time around. There would be no ascension for him, only a frigging memorial in the halls of the SGC. They wanted to cut his heart out. What kind of miserable son of a bitch would do that to another human being? As the leader made to do another cut, Teal'c and a few other teams from the SGC came barrelling in and killed the guy that had been dubbed as the leader. It wasn't a long confrontation: every NID bastard on the base picked up a weapon and figured that a quick death was better than life in prison.

Dr. Fraiser ran straight to Jackson once the threat had been taken care of and started her thing. A nurse handed Carter a blanket to caver herself once her hands were free. We were hurried to one of the helicopters waiting outside, engines hot, to take us to safety and to a hospital. Turns out, we were in the middle of nowhere in Nevada. During the ride, we listened as Jackson spoke out loud to someone or something named Ker'wa, and we later learned that Ker'wa was the oldest Tok'ra symbiote who had tried to kill Ra back in the day when the snake was 'God' of Earth. I have to say that this is the first time that I'm glad that a snake was there, helping Daniel as best as he could.

There you go people. I know I'm not updating very fast, but then, you aren't reviewing very fast either.

Next time, it's Sam's turn to tell the tale.