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Chapter 14
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Date: February, 3664 BC Location: Somewhere in Scotland
There were people running screaming, not from my Jaffa, but from some blue demon that stood in the center of the village. My Jaffa were dying as soon as they were unloading off the ships. Some of them got a lucky shot off with their zat'nik'tels before the blue demon's light engulfed them.
"Stay on the al'kesh." I ground out through my teeth at Eve, who stood behind me with the nine other members of my bodyguard. "I need to kill something, and that demon just volunteered." I started walking slowly down the ramp. "seal the cargo bay doors and signal the rest of the Jaffa to hold their advance."
The blue demon reached his arm out as if to wave hello. An arc of white electricity jumped from his hand and struck one of my unlucky Jaffa as he fired ineffectually into the demon's chest. The Jaffa screamed in agony as the white hot energy leaped from him to the Jaffa and humans within fifty yards of him like a web of energy.
My jaffa and the nearby humans screamed just a few moments before they were reduced to dust.
I growled in anger as I began to chant.
The demon saw me walking towards it and held out it's arm in my direction. "Die halfbreed!" The demon shouted. In a language I recognized thanks to my binding of the Granok Loremaster's spirit.
White lightning arced out at me. Is was blindingly fast.
But I was faster.
I dodged the lightning and it struck a fleeing human instead. As more red-heads and Jaffa were reduced to dust, I continued my chant.
The demon aimed at me again. "Stay still damn you."
I blitzed forward in a burst of speed, breaking the demon's waving arm with a wet snapping sound. I continued to chant as the demon cursed. "No weapon forged can harm me!" He shouted in denial and anger as I stomped on his legs, snapping them. "I am the Judge!"
I finished my chant with a crescendo of foreign tongued words hissed out of my host's mouth for the first time.
Without replying to the demon's cries of rage and agony, I slammed my fist down into it's naked blue chest, and found a beating heart. I ripped it out as the 'Judge' gasped in shock.
I swallowed the heart whole without biting down.
I felt absolute agony for the first time in my real body, as it assimilated the knowledge and powers of the Judge. The creature was from a hell-dimension called Azorathi ruled by a being known as Azorath, an Old One. The Old Ones were some of the ancient demons who created the various demons seen on Tau'ri today by mixing their blood with that of the humans.
Judge had been sent by Azorath to judge humanity guilty for expelling the Old Ones from earth and to wipe them from existence. I felt utterly inferior to the Old One. It was the second time in two days I had felt inferior to anyone.
There were God-like demons sending magical assassins through dimensional portals to Tau'ri to kill all humans. If I were human, the Judgment demon would not have broken under the strain I had put it's powerful form. My host was not human however, It was an Unas/Granok demon hybrid. A powerful and young one at that. I still had another seven feet or so to grow before my son would be fully grown,
I would be avoiding the sarcophagus for the next few centuries to allow my host the time to grow and age naturally. Using 'rapid aging' growth nanites would make my host slightly weaker in the bones and muscles than it could be if grown naturally. I needed a host as powerful as possible.
I banged on the cargo door's frame and shouted. "Get out here and catch those humans!" I had already lost 250 out of the 300 Jaffa I had brought in my six al'kesh. I had no desire to chase after the smelly primitive humans by myself, however.
The ramp lowered, and my bodyguard and the last fifty Jaffa I possessed on this trip, other than pilots, marched out of my al'kesh and started chasing after the panicked and fleeing humans I pointed them at.
"Everyone capture at least three humans." I yelled at the Jaffa's backs as they ran down the fleeing humans. "I need them for experiments."
I felt new powers coursing through my veins. I possessed the power to vaporize any nearby humans with pure demonic power. And more powerful than that... I was immune to weapons fire. Literally no weapon forged could harm me. I could still be ripped limb from limb by a powerful enough demon...
but that demon would find his sword useless against me and be forced to use his hands.
I'm fairly sure the vacuum of space would still kill me, as would sufficient velocity. I was fairly sure that plasma and other energy weapons were now utterly useless against me. Only magic and demon hands could touch me now.
My jaffa ended up gathering 265 humans before they all were lost in the thick forest to the south of the village. I could have gone after more, But 265 should be enough.
I was running low on time.
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Date: March 3664 BC Location: Tau'ri
I began with putting each human into the genetic manipulator and getting their base readings. I quickly found the genes that gave them their distinctive red hair. It was related to them being the descendants of a red haired, pale skinned, ridged eyebrowed form of proto-human. I melted the humans into organic acids after scanning their bodies in the genetic manipulator.
It was easy to isolate the ancestor's coloring. I took a male Unas and modified its gonads to produce red haired and pale skinned Unas. I took a female and reprogrammed her eggs to produce the same thing. I fed them 'rapid aging' nanites and had them reproduce. Their offspring was closer to my form in looks. I put the spawn down in a bucket of acid to get rid of the evidence of my failure.
I added more human DNA to the mix in the modified Unas and bred another offspring. It was what I wanted, but it was male. It too was added to the acid pile of rejects.
The next two were male as well. They to were rejected.
The fifth birth had the right characteristics between Unas and human to appear like my own host.
The female was fed 'rapid aging' nanites, with sixteen days to go until my three month deadline was up.
Clawed fingers, check.
Facial horns, check.
Attractive young face, check.
Tall muscular Unas physique, check
Just the slightest hint of Granok demon genetics to give added vitality to the body.
I barely finished early enough time to get the nanites out of my over-lady's new blank minded host and into the chappa'ai before my deadline was up.
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Date: July, 3664 BC Location: Cheops
The shipments of pure and refined naquada bricks flowed out of the chappa'ai like rain out of the sky. Apparently, Gia had tested her new Troi, and wanted more of them very badly. Badly enough to bury me in naquada.
I happily accepted the rare mineral, as I set all of my large nano-furnaces to building more large nano-furnaces. I built twenty six of them in the first year of my surrender. They sped up the speed of construction immensely. The pure naquada coming through the chappa'ai made all the difference in the world.
There was no shortage of asteroids of ready size to be made into Troi class battleships. I waited on constructing any more of them however. I wanted an infrastructure that could support large scale orbital construction before I actually began the construction.
I build a gigantic state-of-the-art laboratory, deep in the heart of a newly commissioned Troi in the Arik system, My largest and most advanced yet. It was my flagship. I'd hidden enough refined naquada along with two of my large nano-furnaces in a hell dimension before taking them out in the Arik system.
I had many of my Cheops al'kesh crews stop their own mining schedules and had the pilots begin training in combat extensively. I wanted the best pilots in the galaxy. I would accept nothing less than perfection. I spent another year setting up Cheops for a massive growth in population, with roads, schools, hospitals, sewers, and farm-land accounted for and pre-made.
After a year of constructing infrastructure and another year constructing the needed nano-furnaces, I began building defenses.
Two large orbital construction platforms were built. I designed the concept myself. They were essentially just very large ships with twenty large nano-furnaces attached. They were bristling with defensive weaponry, such as 1,000 ma'tok cannon turrets and 2,000 laser turrets each.
I kept my lasers usefulness in combat a close secret. they were good for heating up asteroids and mining naquada in space is all that the fleet of 2,000 ha'tak saw as I used them extensively in construction and mining efforts.
My population of Jaffa had finally hit one million when you counted the children as well as the adults. Many of the Jaffa had once been children of Oranos's Jaffa before I killed their parents. Very few could remember such things, even though they had been taught about it.
Standard schools had been built and maintained free education, teaching Jaffa children how to connect construction materials for building projects and gave aptitude tests for potential pilots. All of the children were taught the most up-to-date battle tactics and weapons training. They were taught how to fight together and build for the most part.
Separate schools were made for the adult Unas, to teach them about the true god and how to worship him. The schools taught the most devout how to use ma'tok staff weapons. Around 100,000 Unas were trained to march in order, under the command of Jaffa officers, and for firing lines with the ma'tok staffs.
The very skilled Jaffa children with the best reflexes, speed, and hand-eye coordination became pilots. The largest and strongest males and females become the fleet Jaffa. Fleet Jaffa were the ones who were stationed on ships, like the fifty I had stationed on every al'kesh, and the ten thousand I stationed on every Troi. They were always ready for battle.
After the pilots and the fleet Jaffa, were the army Jaffa. They were standard warriors, armed with shak'nels, zat'nik'tels, and every century armed with a ma'tok cannon mounted on two wheels.
All of my Jaffa were still given a spear instead of a ma'tok staff once they received their prim'ta and came of age. It was a tradition after centuries of demon hunting on Tau'ri. All boys and girls were trained in the spear, shak'nel, zat'nik'tel, and ma'tok cannon. The Shak'nels, and zat'nik'tels were issued in the first day of school, once the Jaffa children turned 8 and began their learning.
It was a good system. I got plenty of child labor, and they got to learn the trades they had to choose from after they received their prim'ta. The majority of my nano-furnaces were built by the school students. The children were very effective construction workers, despite the few thousand that died on the job due to accidents.
More effective trenches were designed as Baal and Oranos attacks grew more frequent. The stone trenches were covered completely by mortared stone with little slits for the Jaffa to see out and aim their shak'nels or zat'nik'tels.
I called these new trenches bunkers. Not a single one had yet to fall against the barrages of ma'tok plasma fire. I was learning and adapting new tactics to keep my Jaffa alive.
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Date: February, 3661 BC Location: Arik System, Aboard Kalash, The Super-Troi Class Dreadnought
The construction of my fortress world was going splendidly. The servants of Gia watched that I didn't smuggle any extra naquada into hyperspace via ship or through the chappa'ai on Cheops. That was all the precautions that they felt the need to have against me smuggling naquada off world.
They never considered that I may have the ability to open portals to other dimensions.
They monitored all local subspace communications as well, be that got them nothing unusual other than the constant chatter of the older Jaffa talking about hunting demons in 'the old days'. I didn't try to hide that I had been stranded on Tau'ri for the last seven centuries. None of Gia's underlings believed it, and that suited me just fine.
I'm sure they reported it to Gia, but I doubt she believed the rumor either.
"Lord Apep, We are set to be done with the construction within the month." Three nano-furnaces were sufficient to get a flagship built in three years if you had a near unlimited supply of 100% pure refined naquada. "The number of new laser cannons made the construction of ten extra energy generators a necessity and set us back a month."
I nodded. It was to be expected. "And the regular Troi?" I asked.
"It should be complete in four months." Niko, my Admiral, informed me. "The new laser canons are impressive, lord Apep. It is unfortunate that they take an entire naquada generator to power each one."
I nodded again. "I will have to devise a better form of power generation before we begin the real war." I referred to the war against all the system lords at once.
"How are the new pilots adjusting to life inside the Kalash? Are the fleet Jaffa giving you any trouble?" I asked as I looked out over the recreational facility. It contained many miniature battlefields where fleet Jaffa and pilots fought with in'tars and blunted spears. Battle was the only recreation that I wanted happening. There was an icy cold tundra, a humid jungle, a hot desert, and a wet swamp.
"They are all adjusting well to the isolation. They appear to have taken your orders to breed often and always to heart, lord Apep. They have relived a great deal of their stress and I'm sure the hallways of the ship will soon be full of children." Niko snickered a little. "The recreational battlefields are always full and the pilots are training eight hours a day on combat maneuvers. The fleet Jaffa are training in boarding actions and defenses as well as marksmanship, eight hours a day. We keep them all too busy to get into mischief."
Out of my recruits into the fleet Jaffa and Pilots, the best were sent to Arik. The largest and strongest Jaffa for the fleet. The smartest, speediest and best reflexed for the pilots. All of them were recruits were aged 14-17. That is the ages where they receive their prim'ta and graduate into adulthood.
Arik2 was a blossoming world now. The clouds of sulfuric acid was being replaced by clouds of water vapor. The toxic air was being replaced by healthy oxygen. With the influx of pure naquada, instead of the poor quality orbital ore, terraforming was a process that was speeding up.
I had the terraforming machines built on Cheops and assembled in orbit of Arik2. Like many things, I transported them with the use of my magic portals.
"What of the terraforming? When will the process be completed?" I asked my Admiral. "The sooner we can settle on that world, the better for us all."
"Another ten years until the air is breathable, and another ten after that for the surface soil to be usable for farming." Niko read off a holographic display. "If the nano-furnaces can be freed to construct additional terraformers after the completion of the the Troi battleship, we can cut that down to..." She made a few adjustments to the display. "3 years for breathable air and another 5 after that for the surface soil to be used for farming."
"What about making all of the plants and fungi on the planet edible instead of the usual grain farming once terraforming is complete?" I asked. I had been considering the matter for a period of weeks.
"We will need samples from Tau'ri to make it work, but it should be doable." Niko responded without even looking at her display. "We decide what kind of flora and fauna get fabricated on the planet's surface. If you can find a genetic sample, we can probably find an environment to grow it."
"Thats good. I will begin on that very soon. It will really add to the amount of population the planet will be able to support in it's early stages of infrastructure." I smiled at the gray haired old Jaffa woman. "I have also decided that you will be upgraded into an immortal like my bodyguards and the Demon century."
Niko went cross eyed for a moment. "Thats-" She cut herself off. "Thank you, lord Apep." Was all she could say. I knew what was on her mind however. Being young again.
"I expect you to live and serve me for the rest of eternity." I shook my head with a wary look in my eyes. "It is not a reward. It is a burden. There will be no rest for you. You will continue to serve for eternity, long after all that you know are long dead."
Niko's smile slipped a little as she considered what I said before solidifying once more into a grin. "I'm happy to serve, lord Apep."
I nodded. "Take an al'kesh to Tau'ri then. My queen will give you the upgrade."
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Date: December, 3661 BC Location: Cheops
It was late at night, and the moon hung bright and full in the sky.
I was sitting in my temple, going over the reports of the tenth and final Troi to be taken by by Gia within the next few days. The construction of five more were already underway. I was going to surpass the required 10 next year by double.
"You are holding out on me." A voice behind me made me jump in my throne. I whirled around with my kara-kesh raised an glowing, ready to roast whoever had surprised me alive. How had anyone gotten past my guard? My bodyguard never ventured to Cheops anymore, but my regular guard was still quite effective...
Usually.
I found a knife tucked under my chin and a dozen ma'tok pointed my way.
Gia stood before me in her new host's body. She stood almost nude in the pale light cast by the night sky. Like me, all she wore was a thin skirt. I could feel Kek's libido go wild at the pheromones that Gia's body excreted. It was lust at first site. The redhead half unas body may have been inferior to my half demon body, it still gave off the scents of a Unas female in heat. It had not had a pheromone scent at all without a Goa'uld inside the mindless body.
She also held a blade at my throat. "I came here to offer you a reward for a job completed, when lo and behold, you already posses my gift."
I was confused. I dared not question my over-lady to her face however. "I'm sure there is an explanation. I can-"
"Silence!" Gia roared.
I shut up and pretended to be a little worried as the blade pressed into my throat with a little more force.
"I came here to offer you a few million of my prim'ta, only to find your temple overflowing with tanks full of them." She hissed. "I am the queen of my domain. I am the only queen and all others must die. Now tell me..." She pressed the blade in a little harder. "Where is this queen you are hiding?"
My mind whirled as I realized I had given myself away once more through sheer arrogance. I could not give up my stronghold on Tau'ri. I could not give up my fortress world of Arik either. A believable lie then.
The blade pressed even harder on my knife immune skin. "Well? Don't keep me waiting, my hand may start to shake."
"I cloned them all." I lied. "That was the only way to keep my Jaffa population alive for 700 years on Tau'ri."
Gia blinked at me. She had not expected that answer. "You say you were on Tau'ri. Yet I had to flee my domain on the planet after a vicious slave rebellion. I suspect you are lying about surviving for 700 years alone." She said as she held the blade steady. "You also claim that you have been cloning prim'ta for the last 700 years, and I also suspect this to be a lie."
Gia walked around my throne slowly as she held the knife at my throat. Her pale perfect breasts shone in the moonlight as she thrust out her chest and tilted her chin upwards. "And yet..." She paused as she leaned forwards. Her face came close as she rested her right cheek on my own. She breathed in my scent deeply. "And yet you are a brilliant scientist. Perhaps the most brilliant to ever lay hands on a nano-furnace."
She breathed in my scent deeply as I breathed in her own. "All scans of the planet have failed to locate your hidden queen, and there is no place the scans have not searched." I felt a little light headed.
"There is no queen." I gasped out as Kek went insane with lust. "I have cloned all of the prim'ta with my own genetic material." I sent Kek into a deep sleep as I took complete control over my body.
Gia shuddered as she breathed in my scent once more. I had regained control of myself, but Gia appeared to be having problems. "I will be your queen from now on." Her hand planted itself on my bare chest and slid along my pectoral muscles. "Say it."
"You are my queen from now on." I said as I felt the hormones in the blood begin to effect my real body.
"And you are my consort." Gia whispered in my ear as she withdrew the knife from my neck. She tossed it in the direction of her Jaffa, negligently.
I heard a wet squish and the sound of a body hitting the ground. The wet choking sounds of a person choking on their own blood.
"You will be 'my,'-" she put extra emphasis on the word 'my', "consort." She finished breathlessly. She put one arm around my shoulders as she climbed into my lap. Her other hand continued to rub my chest as she nuzzled my neck.
"Mine and no one else's." She breathed as her hand rubbed lower. "I feel so young again." She moaned out.
Her hand slipped lower as she rubbed over the front of my silver skirt. I breathed in her scent once more. It was intoxicating. I felt the hormones flood my Goa'uld brain.
Her hand loosened the knot at my waist.
"Take me, Apep." She moaned as she straddled my hips. "Take me here and now."
Her hand loosened the cloth of gold skirt she wore.
Her last piece of modesty fluttered to the floor.
By dawn, we were curled together on my throne, with her naked form panting in my arms. "I have not felt like that since I was a young spawn." She breathed into my ear. "You are mine from now on."
I felt her hand begin to wander again. "I am yours." I agreed. In my mind, I scoffed. Nana was a far better lay than Gia. As far as hormones went, Gia was a poor imitation to the real thing.
"Take me again. " She whispered in my ear as she stood up and braced herself against the war wall of the room. Her Jaffa guards moved around to be out of our view once more. "From behind this time."
I took her. It was long, and it was loud.
By the end, she was curled up on my throne, her legs shaking in the aftershocks of intense orgasms. I breathed in deeply, and when I deemed it safe, I asked a nearby Jaffa a question. "What happened to my guards last night, Jaffa?"
Gia chose to answer before the Jaffa could. "Nish'ta." She moaned out through heavy lidded eyes. "I drugged them with nish'ta."
I felt a strange feeling of sickness in my gut. All of my Jaffa were vulnerable to nish'ta. I had overlooked it as a potential weapon to defend against, and I suffered as a consequence. It was my arrogance striking me once more.
I stood still and at attention as I waited for Gia to recover. I tied on my silver skirt once more and knotted it. I lifted Gia's up off the floor. And held it as I waited.
Gia snoozed in my throne for an hour. I counted the rise and falls of her perfect breasts as she breathed out of sheer boredom.
Finally she awoke and stretched with a feline grace as she yawned. "You were perfect, my consort." She rubbed her hands over my pectorals as I knotted the golden skirt around her waist. She kissed my neck as she breathed in my scent once more. "You shall attend me tonight on my home-world of Pontos. Tonight, and every night." She smiled at me. "Continue your labors and science during the day." She kissed my neck once more. "But at night, you are mine."
"Yours" I agreed.
Damn my arrogance.