Hi again everyone! So, I am probably going to start posting this once a week around the weekends until I get everything up. I hate knowing it is fully written and not up here for people to read. BUT! If I get a review, I will post another chapter up to one time a day. :) Either way, it will all get up here, it just might be slower of faster, depending. ;) Oh, and I figured out the line thing again. As always, post if you see any other mistakes!

For any readers of Cats, I just want to say that my sister is writing more for that now that life has settled down. It should show up sometime in October with more updates!


Chapter Eleven:

Yami met up with the black cat in the halls as he stumbled back towards his room. He had thought nothing would compare to his first trip to Thor's ship, but what he had learned today was… amazing. And terrifying. When he had pointed out Daniel's mistake, Yami had realized that the words were legible. Not only could he read them, but he could tell that Daniel was writing in a slang-filled version and somehow he knew how to make it into a very formal form. Daniel had questioned him intensively on what he knew and Yami had told him what he could do, although he had to admit that he had no idea how he knew it. It had taken Jack's intervention with the survival training to draw Daniel away.

As he entered his room, he quickly shut the door and soon Mahad was standing where the cat was even as Yami moved over to the bed, slipping onto it and resting his back against the wall.

Mahad was the first to speak. "Is something wrong… Yami?"

"Yes…No… I don't know. How could I know something that I shouldn't have had any prayer of knowing? If I knew how, then maybe it would be better but…"

Frowning, Mahad slowly moved over to stand next to the bed. "Is there anything I can assist with?" he asked, genuine concern crossing over his face.

Yami shook his head, wishing to only forget the events of a few hours earlier. "I don't really want to talk about it…" Remembering something else that had been on his mind, Yami hesitated before asking Mahad a question.

"Mahad… How did you and your Prince meet? You mentioned him yesterday, but you never said how you met." He commented slowly, waiting with bated breath.

Mahad blinked, a little thrown off balance. "How Prince and I met? Well… when he was younger he was often teased by the other young nobles because of his appearance. When I found him, he was hiding from the guards in one of the giant vases that decorated the palace. I was lost myself, having just arrived, but I heard sobbing and when I went to investigate I found him crouched in the pot."

Yami felt as though all the breath had suddenly left him. Mind returning to his dream, he held it up to Mahad's account and realized that the two were almost identical. Unless he was going insane, he was somehow having dreams that portrayed actual events in the past. Suddenly, he realized Mahad was staring at him and must have asked a question. Thinking quickly, he tried to remedy the situation. "Sorry, Mahad. I guess I must be more tired than I had originally assumed… Could you repeat what you were saying?"

Mahad nodded, watching Yami worriedly. "I was asking if you were okay. Ever since you returned from being with Colonel O'Neill and Doctor Jackson you seem… distant. Did something go wrong?"

Shaking his head, Yami tried his hardest to tell Mahad the truth, if not necessarily all of it. "It's just… Having to learn about everything that I should know before traveling to other worlds is… not difficult, but…"

Jumping in, Mahad suggested, "It is more work than you thought it would be."

Yami nodded. "Yeah, and not just in terms of working to memorize everything. I can't help but wonder what will happen if this doesn't work. There are so many people who wouldn't know what would happen to them until it was too late. Also… the longer I'm here the more I feel like things are changing… that I'm changing, only I don't know how, or if I'll be the same afterwards."

Mahad's look softened.

"It's okay to worry about change. However, no matter what happens I do not think you will change to the point where you could not recognize who you are now. What makes you you, the ba as we call it, does not change. You will still be you, no matter what happens."

Yami smiled over at Mahad, "And I will still be your friend, I hope."

Nodding, Mahad smiled. "Of course. I would not have it any other way."

Yami leaned back again, although he had never noticed when he had leaned forward. Smiling up at Mahad, he decided to switch to a different, less emotional topic. "So, Mahad… Have you ever learned how to play Duel Monsters?"

Jack moved forward, pacing around the room as Daniel and Carter stared at him from their seats. Teal'c was standing behind his chair, eyes also following Jack as he paced around.

"He could read that chicken scratch! Better than Daniel even, and he admitted to never having even seen the language before except in history texts and on the Millenium Puzzle!" Jack ranted, still worked up. "I don't see how he could do that! We know he's not possessed by a Goa'uld and never has been, so how else could he read Ancient Egyptian?"

Carter shrugged. "I don't know, Sir. He shouldn't be able to, but as you and Daniel claim he did then obviously there must be an explanation for it… Like how you could read Ancient after seeing the repository."

Frowning, Jack turned towards her, "Carter, you have a point there… What if he also has a connection to the Ancients?"

Daniel nodded, "There's an easy means of testing that. We can always see if he can read Ancient, and perhaps see if he can translate some of the other tablets we have…"

Before he could continue into the realm of speculation, Jack hastily interrupted him. "We get the picture, Daniel."

Teal'c spoke up in the ensuing silence. "Perhaps he himself truly does not even know how he does it. If so, wouldn't this be unnerving for him, to suddenly understand a language he has never heard before?"

Carter nodded. "Teal'c's right… Yami must be wondering exactly what this could mean for him. I know, tomorrow I'll try to get in touch with Dad and Selmac. You never know… The Tok'ra might have heard of a case like this before. In the meantime, perhaps we should all go sleep on the matter."

Nodding in agreement, the team began to file out. Jack snorted under his breath. He rather doubted that, even if the Tok'ra did have an idea as to what was going on, they would tell them. As far as Tok'ra went, Selmak wasn't too bad but the others…

Daniel, the only one left in the room, glanced towards him. "So, Jack… What do you think of today's events?"

Jack sighed. "I get the feeling that we've stepped into more than we could have ever expected… I just sincerely hope that is the worst of it."

Nodding, Daniel stood up from his chair, moving around towards where Jack was standing. "I'm sure nothing else can go too wrong… And think about it! If Yami can really translate hieroglyphics without needing notes then…"

Daniel was once again interrupted, but this time Jack wasn't the one behind the distraction. Instead, a glowing figure appeared. Daniel gasped, "Oma!?"

The woman inclined her head, "Daniel Jackson. I was asked by the Others to inform you of one of our own in this area. She has never meddled in your affairs before, however we have reason to believe she might soon. If she does so, I do not know what will happen. As she is our concern, we will deal with her should things get out of control, but be warned; she is not your ally in this affair."

Jack started forward, "Hey! Wait a minute…" Before he could ask whose ally this ascended was, Oma had vanished once again.

Immediately, Jack turned towards Daniel, "So… Who was she?"

Daniel looked stunned, "Oma Desala… She's the Ancient who helped me ascend. For her to come visit us in person, not to mention for the Others to send her, there must be some concern about this rogue ascended."

"Yeah? Well, I haven't seen any signs of a rogue ascended… I mean, nothing unexplainable…" Jack trailed off as he and Daniel stared at each other. "You don't think…" Jack began.

"It's the only explanation." Daniel finished. "How else could a normal fifteen year old know Ancient Egyptian? I'm not sure if that is entirely possible, but it's the only sign we have." Nodding Jack motioned for Daniel to follow him.

"Well, come on then. We've got some plans to make if we want to ensure that nothing gets out of hand…"

Neither man noticed the girl in the corner, her white hair shining in an invisible light as she listened to their conversation before disappearing, leaving the room truly empty.


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