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any of the pop culture I have mentioned. I do own though the Stargate movie
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Authors notes: Okay I know I've been ages once again putting up a new chapter and those who haven't given up are getting kinda moody, but, but, oh I don't know I'll blame in on the fact that I have been busy trying to get into university with a personal statement that consumes your life as you attempt to actually write it, but that's all in now and let those Universities come-a-beggin' before I go there and grovel for a place. Anyway hopefully chapters will become more regular with the return of Stargate SG-1 to Sky One so the inspiration is coming back to me. Thankyou for the reviews as always and keep them coming as I truly do love the way the number goes up and those who review receive a very special place in my heart. Lot's of explaining to be done then
*****
Patiently Xander waited for the further reactions of SG-1. He remembered how he couldn't believe that they were having a conversation with vampires in it when Giles first told the tale to him. Willow had wanted to sit down, but she was successful in the way that she was already sitting at the time and Oz, well he was very Oz like when he found that it just explained a lot.
"I guess we better start killing these vampires then." O'Neill broken out of thought by his need to take some action was the first move towards the battle.
"It's what we good guys do. But these," Xander pointed to his P90 "are useless. Bullets won't kill vampires. It's pretty much your conventional staking with a sharpened piece of wood through the heart and decapitation."
"Just like in the mythology then?" Major Carter questioned something that science had not explained.
"Kinda, they don't live in coffins, fly or turn into bats. Well except for Dracula who by the way I really hate." Xander angrily waved his finger around just like he did with the torch at the time. The word 'butt-monkey' coming to his mind again with a violent urge.
"Hey point that thing away." O'Neill slapped Xanders finger which was getting dangerously close to poking him in the eye.
"My staff weapon turned one into dust." Teal'c interrupted Xander's vivid memories of eating insects for a second. He found it strange being answer guy, which had been a while since he had experienced it and here he was giving out all this information. Maybe it was too much information, he'd consider consequences later like they thought he was crazy and then he spent a very long time with white padded scenery.
"The charge from the staff weapon but have ignited him and we know that then burn easily hence the no sunlight part." Said Carter "What I read Dracula in high school? So you actually met him?" Xander nodded to the answer and she was sure she saw his eye twitch slightly.
"So we make some stakes, go find some vampires and stake them. Through the heart, right?"
"There's one problem with that sir. There are loads of them and only five of us. I saw at least thirty of them listening to demon and there may be more of them out hunting. Vampires are far stronger and faster then humans and I have no idea how mortal this demon is."
"We can't leave these people like this." Argued Daniel.
"You've been kind of quiet." Point out the Colonel.
"Deep thought. I mean I've read a lot of books and I can't believe that I haven't come across any of this before and I read lots of very old books."
"More fun with the reading for you then when we get back." Getting back to the point "They're going to have to fight then." O'Neill knew that it was the only way. They couldn't live underground in fear forever and they have any more vampires being created. He started to walk up the aisle when Daniel grabbed on to his arm.
"Jack, these people can't fight. They'll die. They've tried it before and failed and lost their loved ones."
"We know how to kill them though." He shook off Daniels arm and continued his walk down. The priest was looking at him wondering what he wanted and why he does disturbing their prayer for hope "Listen up people. We are going to need your help if we are to get rid of those things."
"We already told you. They can't be killed." A man stood up with sounds of agreements coming from the rest of the congregation.
"Yes they can. Apparently we have plenty of them back home, and they can be killed. The methods you used before were just plain wrong."
O'Neill jumped on to one of the benches to raise himself above the others. He let out a loud whistle to bring attention to his plea. The heads of the villages rose from being in prayer that they had slipped into once again.
"Listen people as crazy as it may seem it turned out you were right there are monsters out there. Apparently they are called vampires." O'Neill paused wondering how nuts he must be sounding and he ticked the list on 'Things he'd never thought he would say before becoming old and senile'. "They are the ones that have slowly been killing you all off and, well, it's wrong. You can't keep hiding down here. You and your children deserve the right to stay in homes, to sleep in you beds without wondering what outside waiting to kill you. This is not the way it should be and it you should not allow it to stay like this."
"So you're saying we should live in ignorance?" Interrupted one of the male villagers.
"If you would not so rudely interrupt you would know that we want you to fight. And the kooky thing is that we spend all this time developing all this technology to defend ourselves and all we actually needed was a stick." He held up a twig that could crazily save someones life "So whose comin'?"
*****
It had taken a while but after the Colonel had basically used the villagers pride in to getting them to fight and with the help of Elisa who had agreed straight away as she wanted to avenge her husbands and sons death, most had agreed. Most were unsure since these were strangers that had just arrived just hours ago and they were trying to restart a passion that had left them long ago.
"There's a little problem though and you are going to have to get through it very quickly." Xander took the stand, as he had to explain that seemed easy but in reality would probably tear them apart inside and could even result in their deaths. "Vampires are basically demons living in a corpse. So this means when you see them they will have the appearance of the ones that you've lost. They aren't them though they are dead. I hate to break it to you, but their bodies are shells for which the demons live in."
"Questions anyone? Raise your hands of you do." The majority of the villagers' hands were suddenly held high up in the air. Xander hand a feeling that it was going to be a long night.
*****
Time had passed and jobs were handed out. Some were met with enthusiasm, others with very confused expressions, a lot had complaints while some just messed around. Xander felt it was his teachers getting their revenge.
He knew that the build up to the fight was going to take ages and was going to be hard. He wished that it was more like in the movies where it was all done over a minute with flashes of the work and some annoying eighties tune in the background that worked it's way in to your head and slowly drove you insane. It could turn out to be more like a comedy though with a serious discussion going on but your attentions are diverted to the background where weird and wacky things were going on.
"Now you have the most important part of them all," said Xander in a partially patronising tone to the priest who had agreed to help in anyway but fighting "you get to make the holy water."
"You want me to bless some water?"
"Sure it burns the vampires making an excellent distraction while we stake them." He gave a mimed display of his intentions.
"I'm afraid that I have little water here. What we do have are our provisions for the night."
"Oh that's okay we'll get some in the morning. There's no way everyone is going to be prepared to win a war by tonight. No they need at least a day."
*****
I know it's a bit pathetic for all that waiting but remember it's better then nothing. Thank you for considering this story for your fan fiction needs.
Authors notes: Okay I know I've been ages once again putting up a new chapter and those who haven't given up are getting kinda moody, but, but, oh I don't know I'll blame in on the fact that I have been busy trying to get into university with a personal statement that consumes your life as you attempt to actually write it, but that's all in now and let those Universities come-a-beggin' before I go there and grovel for a place. Anyway hopefully chapters will become more regular with the return of Stargate SG-1 to Sky One so the inspiration is coming back to me. Thankyou for the reviews as always and keep them coming as I truly do love the way the number goes up and those who review receive a very special place in my heart. Lot's of explaining to be done then
*****
Patiently Xander waited for the further reactions of SG-1. He remembered how he couldn't believe that they were having a conversation with vampires in it when Giles first told the tale to him. Willow had wanted to sit down, but she was successful in the way that she was already sitting at the time and Oz, well he was very Oz like when he found that it just explained a lot.
"I guess we better start killing these vampires then." O'Neill broken out of thought by his need to take some action was the first move towards the battle.
"It's what we good guys do. But these," Xander pointed to his P90 "are useless. Bullets won't kill vampires. It's pretty much your conventional staking with a sharpened piece of wood through the heart and decapitation."
"Just like in the mythology then?" Major Carter questioned something that science had not explained.
"Kinda, they don't live in coffins, fly or turn into bats. Well except for Dracula who by the way I really hate." Xander angrily waved his finger around just like he did with the torch at the time. The word 'butt-monkey' coming to his mind again with a violent urge.
"Hey point that thing away." O'Neill slapped Xanders finger which was getting dangerously close to poking him in the eye.
"My staff weapon turned one into dust." Teal'c interrupted Xander's vivid memories of eating insects for a second. He found it strange being answer guy, which had been a while since he had experienced it and here he was giving out all this information. Maybe it was too much information, he'd consider consequences later like they thought he was crazy and then he spent a very long time with white padded scenery.
"The charge from the staff weapon but have ignited him and we know that then burn easily hence the no sunlight part." Said Carter "What I read Dracula in high school? So you actually met him?" Xander nodded to the answer and she was sure she saw his eye twitch slightly.
"So we make some stakes, go find some vampires and stake them. Through the heart, right?"
"There's one problem with that sir. There are loads of them and only five of us. I saw at least thirty of them listening to demon and there may be more of them out hunting. Vampires are far stronger and faster then humans and I have no idea how mortal this demon is."
"We can't leave these people like this." Argued Daniel.
"You've been kind of quiet." Point out the Colonel.
"Deep thought. I mean I've read a lot of books and I can't believe that I haven't come across any of this before and I read lots of very old books."
"More fun with the reading for you then when we get back." Getting back to the point "They're going to have to fight then." O'Neill knew that it was the only way. They couldn't live underground in fear forever and they have any more vampires being created. He started to walk up the aisle when Daniel grabbed on to his arm.
"Jack, these people can't fight. They'll die. They've tried it before and failed and lost their loved ones."
"We know how to kill them though." He shook off Daniels arm and continued his walk down. The priest was looking at him wondering what he wanted and why he does disturbing their prayer for hope "Listen up people. We are going to need your help if we are to get rid of those things."
"We already told you. They can't be killed." A man stood up with sounds of agreements coming from the rest of the congregation.
"Yes they can. Apparently we have plenty of them back home, and they can be killed. The methods you used before were just plain wrong."
O'Neill jumped on to one of the benches to raise himself above the others. He let out a loud whistle to bring attention to his plea. The heads of the villages rose from being in prayer that they had slipped into once again.
"Listen people as crazy as it may seem it turned out you were right there are monsters out there. Apparently they are called vampires." O'Neill paused wondering how nuts he must be sounding and he ticked the list on 'Things he'd never thought he would say before becoming old and senile'. "They are the ones that have slowly been killing you all off and, well, it's wrong. You can't keep hiding down here. You and your children deserve the right to stay in homes, to sleep in you beds without wondering what outside waiting to kill you. This is not the way it should be and it you should not allow it to stay like this."
"So you're saying we should live in ignorance?" Interrupted one of the male villagers.
"If you would not so rudely interrupt you would know that we want you to fight. And the kooky thing is that we spend all this time developing all this technology to defend ourselves and all we actually needed was a stick." He held up a twig that could crazily save someones life "So whose comin'?"
*****
It had taken a while but after the Colonel had basically used the villagers pride in to getting them to fight and with the help of Elisa who had agreed straight away as she wanted to avenge her husbands and sons death, most had agreed. Most were unsure since these were strangers that had just arrived just hours ago and they were trying to restart a passion that had left them long ago.
"There's a little problem though and you are going to have to get through it very quickly." Xander took the stand, as he had to explain that seemed easy but in reality would probably tear them apart inside and could even result in their deaths. "Vampires are basically demons living in a corpse. So this means when you see them they will have the appearance of the ones that you've lost. They aren't them though they are dead. I hate to break it to you, but their bodies are shells for which the demons live in."
"Questions anyone? Raise your hands of you do." The majority of the villagers' hands were suddenly held high up in the air. Xander hand a feeling that it was going to be a long night.
*****
Time had passed and jobs were handed out. Some were met with enthusiasm, others with very confused expressions, a lot had complaints while some just messed around. Xander felt it was his teachers getting their revenge.
He knew that the build up to the fight was going to take ages and was going to be hard. He wished that it was more like in the movies where it was all done over a minute with flashes of the work and some annoying eighties tune in the background that worked it's way in to your head and slowly drove you insane. It could turn out to be more like a comedy though with a serious discussion going on but your attentions are diverted to the background where weird and wacky things were going on.
"Now you have the most important part of them all," said Xander in a partially patronising tone to the priest who had agreed to help in anyway but fighting "you get to make the holy water."
"You want me to bless some water?"
"Sure it burns the vampires making an excellent distraction while we stake them." He gave a mimed display of his intentions.
"I'm afraid that I have little water here. What we do have are our provisions for the night."
"Oh that's okay we'll get some in the morning. There's no way everyone is going to be prepared to win a war by tonight. No they need at least a day."
*****
I know it's a bit pathetic for all that waiting but remember it's better then nothing. Thank you for considering this story for your fan fiction needs.