Chapter Twenty-Nine
Odai Ventrell, the infamous bounty hunter, sat in a holding-cell scowling at Sam, Mitchell, Teal'c Vala, and Jack. He couldn't believe he'd been fooled by that damn hologram! Odai scowled. Vala looked back smugly.
"Well, Odai," she said, "We're just going to borrow your ship for a little while and then when we get back, we'll discuss your situation." Vala's finger made the shape of the cell bars.
"When I get out of here, there will be no place you can hide! I will hunt you down!" cried Ventrell, straining at the handcuffs that held him. "I will hunt you all down!"
"You know," said Jack, "we were considering letting you go, giving you another job to do with a better pay off. But if you're that bent on revenge, maybe we'll just leave you here." Jack shrugged, as if this didn't matter to him either way, "You have a think, and we'll talk when we get back." Jack and company left the infamous bounty hunter to his thoughts.
Daniel sincerely hoped that he didn't have to get tortured into unconsciousness in order for him to practice his skills at astral projection, because if that was the case he really wanted to remain an amateur. Venta leaned over his prone body, her manner of one concerned at breaking an expensive vase, not having hurt a human being.
"Are you dead?" she asked, tapping a catch on the restraints and removing them.
Daniel wondered if he could use his powers while in this state, and he focused on the restraints. The cuffs started to move, and he noticed the catch that Venta has used to free herself earlier, a sharp dig with his mind took care of that problem. Vent jerked back as the manacles moved towards her.
"What the hell?" she cried standing up and backing away from the floating restraints.
"I don't want to hurt you," said Daniel. Venta spun around to face Daniel and staggered back from him almost tripping over the unconscious form that Daniel had left behind.
"What in Sokar are you?" she gasped backing herself further into the cell away from both Daniels.
Daniel used his mind to pull his own body out of the cell and set the force field. Venta ran forward to the shield but Daniel pushed her back.
"I don't want to hurt you," he said again with a warning finger. Daniel cast his mind on the control panel, he knew his body would not be ready to wake for several hours, but he had to stop the ship until he could pilot it from his body. His spirit, for lack of a better word, was weakening; he could feel the energy slipping from him as he engaged the control to drop out of hyperspace. It would be so easy, he thought, looking down at his own lax face, and then he glanced at Venta, she was staring at him like she wasn't sure if he was a man or a monster, Daniel shook his head, some days he wasn't that sure himself.
Sorry for the long lapse, mea culpa. I finally finished my Grad school aps! Now I can focus on this fic and really do Daniel some damage!
I hope everyone had a good New Years! Later, Cynic
