Hermione was not a happy camper in the water bound prison cell, heavy from the water weighing down her clothing and the lack of food the jailors hadn't given them. Clearly, this Ra wasn't much on prisoner rights. Her father was holding her mother as she slept against him, her Uncle Jack was looking up at the bars of their cell. Probably trying to think of a way out of this mess, that was until Sha're made a noise of surprise against Kalwasky. The water level started rising, which caused Sha're to panic as she still didn't know how to swim. Hermione did her best to tread water as it continued to rise before the gate above them was opened, the Jaffa warriors standing as Lotar's stood ready to grab them.

Hermione was pulled to her feet before being led to another room, still soaking wet. There she was unceremoniously deposited onto the cold floor along with everyone else, shivering and dripping wet. She slowly got to her knees as the warmth of the room didn't reach her at all, the witch wished she had her wand right now to warm herself up. Looking around, she saw her parents, Jack, Sha're and Kalwasky around her as well. She wasn't sure how long it had been since she had been in that cell, but it felt like days anyway.

"Another day," Her Uncle Jack said, looking around the room, "another prison cell, wonderful."

Hermione snorted at that, wondering where Harry was in all of this.

Ra looked at the bowed form of the boy that had used his magic to make so much chaos in his own ship, having taken great pleasure in breaking the boy over the past two days. It had taken a full day to break his mind open, he had powerful natural defenses in his mind. Ra then took all of today turning this Harry Potter into his jallad, or Executioner. He had him dressed in his own armor, black metal with pure gold edges.

"Rise, my Jallad," Ra said, the fully armored Executioner stood up, "It is time to begin, come."

Ra led his new warrior to the rings, teleporting them down to the surface, where the people of Abydos were waiting. Near the entrance of the pyramid, Ra took his throne as his Executioner walked forward, his hand extending as his staff extended. The spear shaped blade came around, glinting in the sun as he moved down the stairs towards the figures below them. The prisoners; the Tau'ri, the daughter of the Abydosian leader and his former Queens. His new Warrior would execute them before he would receive his son, Horus, as his host.

That was until one of his Lotar whispered in his ear, "My Lord, the sensors have picked up multiple hyperspace signatures in the system."

He looked at the Lotar, a sneer spreading across his lips, "how close are the ships?"

Before the Lotar could answer, huge ships appeared in the skys, Ha'taks and more ships of like design. Slowly getting to his feet, Ra looked up at them in utter hatred. Who dared interrupt him, on his planet?! Ra got his answer, as bright flashes of light appeared around the base and on the stairs, warriors in pure black armor. They lifted their arms as energy fire tore into the many Lotar he had guarding, as more of the black warriors with staffs attacked his Jaffa in close quarters. He was fully standing when another bright light appeared before him, he was forced to blink away the light before he saw who stood before him.

A stunningly beautiful woman with hair that was red that turned to black near the tips, a huge bust, wide hips, long legs. She made Hathor look plain, as her outfit was a two piece greek outfit. A length of cloth barely covered her massive breasts, as another veil like cloth covered her most private area. Her eyes flashed before she flicked her hand, sending Ra flying over his throne and into the ground behind himself. The Lotar had pulled his Zat'nik'tel but with a crack, he dropped dead with a broken neck. She then walked after him as Ra slowly got up, trying to get away from this woman that was clearly another Goa'uld.

"Why do you run, oh mighty Ra?" She taunted him in the Goa'uld language, "Do you fear me, a sex goddess from the Roman mythology? Or my other?"

She dipped her head before speaking once more, "Myself, Aphrodite."

Ra snarled at her "Tok'ra! I will kill you!"

Her face hardened as she hissed right back, "I am not Tok'ra! I am Prima'uld!"

"Prima-" Ra gasped, he had not heard of that title in so long.

"Yes," Aphrodite snarled, "Prima'uld! Primordial Goddess, you old fool!"

Ra stood and put a hand on his kara kresh, activating the transport rings but before he could truly escape, something hit him. When he had fully transported, he screamed as his arm fell off. Blood spilled onto the once clean floor, as he looked at his arm. That was before the ship alarms went off, saying he was now in space. But how was he in space?!

That was before he looked out and saw the other ships forming around him, he hissed, dragging himself away from the ring transporters. That was before they activated again, a device he had tampered with before appeared before him. Five seconds on the device as he finally screamed, as the brightest light filled his vision before he knew no more.

Aphrodite smirked as Jack and Daniel grinned as the ship exploded above them, looking over at the captured Jaffa before finding the one in the that was her alternate. She waved her hand, causing the armor to collapsed into a bracelet, showing the form of Harry Potter. She knelt down as several of her medic staff appeared on Abydos, getting to work immediately. She used her own magic to try and repair her counterpart's mind, this would be a delicate operation.