AUTHOR'S NOTES: Guess what! I got a beta!!
Okay, so she hasn't done this bit yet.. but I'm sure the next bits *Will*
be beta'd!! Sorry for all the unbeta'dness. And the fact that it's
unfinished.
The usual list: Suds, Jo, Kitty, Hoodat, Sandy, Uly, Iona. I think I've missed someone. Sorry. *shrugs* Happy Birthday Sethoz! (and no, I won't sing again ( )
And to the Kiddies at VS6 ~ you inspire insanity (
Chapter Two
"Where are you going?" Daniel demanded, stumbling along the gravel and feeling that cold fire shoot up his ankle again.
"Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter have been compromised," Teal'c stated with a calm assurance, only the tightness with which he was gripping the staff weapon betraying his closely guarded emotions.
With another shower of rocks and gravel, Daniel slithered and fell onto the path, sprawling onto the hard red rock. Teal'c stopped and helped him up, clasping the stained red arm to pull Daniel to his rather battered feet.
"You don't know that for certain," Daniel argued, limping hurried alongside Teal'c, his movements frantic and panicked.
"I do. Either they are dead or a prisoner of the Goa'uld."
Well.
That certainly took the wind out of Daniel's sails.
"How do you know that?"
Teal'c stopped and turned to face Daniel, shading his eyes against the glare of the sun on the arid landscape. "The Goa'uld left."
"That doesn't mean that Sam and Jack are with her or dead."
"Were they alive they would have tried to contact us, Daniel Jackson."
"But they could be buried under all that rock and rubble. You saw what the C4 did!"
Teal'c frowned, and Daniel waited impatiently for an answer.
"If they are buried beneath the rock then they would most likely be dead."
"Or just trapped. We should be digging them out!"
Teal'c sighed, resuming his course again. "We are two, Daniel Jackson. It would prove more beneficial to return to the SGC for help, would it not?"
"So we're coming back?"
"Indeed. O'Neill would be most disappointed if we left them behind," Teal'c stated, and Daniel saw a faint glimmer of worry in his masked brown eyes.
Daniel kept his mouth shut and continued walking with Teal'c.
They'd come back.
They'd get Sam and Jack.
They had to.
~o0o~
As ordered, her Jaffa had brought the Tau'ri to her, dragging them across the smooth floor and leaving crumpled before her throne.
Her lips twitched in a smile of pleasure.
The woman was dead, and had been so for a while.
The man. he was close to death. Very close to death.
She rose from her throne slowly, the soft folds of materiel swathing her tiny form whispering in the tense silence.
Her Jaffa were waiting, she could see the expectation peering through their copper coloured eyes and read it in the very way they were all standing, peering towards the broken Tau'ri before.
She needed on sarcophagus.
She was Nut.
She was a goddess.
She controlled life and death.
Nut smiled.
Grasping her slender hands together, she stood over the Tau'ri.
Yes. The man was weak. Too weak perhaps. And the woman had been dead for too long.
Perhaps.
It was slow at first, and her brow puckered with effort as she found the man's life force, growing dull and brittle. She rolled it gently, bathing it with warmth and light. Slowly, achingly it grew warm, humming in the air around him in the way of the life force.
He was not whole yet, not by far.
But Nut's strength was depleting. Quickly. It took much effort to heal and raise the dead by oneself.
Grasping a hold of the woman's crumbling force, already disintegrating into the air, nut carefully tied them together, and then slowly fed the woman the man's strength. They could share. They could have the one life force.
It would tighten her hold over them.
Should one die, the other would die.
Her lips curled in satisfaction, the sweat beading from the delicate skin above her lips and trickling to the ground. On her forehead pearls of moisture had gathered, tickling her temple as they worked down the soft planes of her face.
The woman's body jerked.
The dull life force writhed.
Nut smiled, specks of colour dancing before her vision.
Her host was scared, terrified.
The healing was dangerous.
The raising was even more so.
To attempt both.
Nut ignored the host; she could not do everything.
The hold on the life force was slipping. The woman wasn't healed yet. The man was barely alive.
With an anguished howl the life force flew from her grasp, and she shuddered to a heap.
With darkness crowding around her, Nut kept her eyes focused on the slumber Tau'ri.
They would live.
And then they would find Geb.
~o0o~
Sorry that was so short. They get steadily longer as they go along.. *trust* me!! sharim
The usual list: Suds, Jo, Kitty, Hoodat, Sandy, Uly, Iona. I think I've missed someone. Sorry. *shrugs* Happy Birthday Sethoz! (and no, I won't sing again ( )
And to the Kiddies at VS6 ~ you inspire insanity (
Chapter Two
"Where are you going?" Daniel demanded, stumbling along the gravel and feeling that cold fire shoot up his ankle again.
"Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter have been compromised," Teal'c stated with a calm assurance, only the tightness with which he was gripping the staff weapon betraying his closely guarded emotions.
With another shower of rocks and gravel, Daniel slithered and fell onto the path, sprawling onto the hard red rock. Teal'c stopped and helped him up, clasping the stained red arm to pull Daniel to his rather battered feet.
"You don't know that for certain," Daniel argued, limping hurried alongside Teal'c, his movements frantic and panicked.
"I do. Either they are dead or a prisoner of the Goa'uld."
Well.
That certainly took the wind out of Daniel's sails.
"How do you know that?"
Teal'c stopped and turned to face Daniel, shading his eyes against the glare of the sun on the arid landscape. "The Goa'uld left."
"That doesn't mean that Sam and Jack are with her or dead."
"Were they alive they would have tried to contact us, Daniel Jackson."
"But they could be buried under all that rock and rubble. You saw what the C4 did!"
Teal'c frowned, and Daniel waited impatiently for an answer.
"If they are buried beneath the rock then they would most likely be dead."
"Or just trapped. We should be digging them out!"
Teal'c sighed, resuming his course again. "We are two, Daniel Jackson. It would prove more beneficial to return to the SGC for help, would it not?"
"So we're coming back?"
"Indeed. O'Neill would be most disappointed if we left them behind," Teal'c stated, and Daniel saw a faint glimmer of worry in his masked brown eyes.
Daniel kept his mouth shut and continued walking with Teal'c.
They'd come back.
They'd get Sam and Jack.
They had to.
~o0o~
As ordered, her Jaffa had brought the Tau'ri to her, dragging them across the smooth floor and leaving crumpled before her throne.
Her lips twitched in a smile of pleasure.
The woman was dead, and had been so for a while.
The man. he was close to death. Very close to death.
She rose from her throne slowly, the soft folds of materiel swathing her tiny form whispering in the tense silence.
Her Jaffa were waiting, she could see the expectation peering through their copper coloured eyes and read it in the very way they were all standing, peering towards the broken Tau'ri before.
She needed on sarcophagus.
She was Nut.
She was a goddess.
She controlled life and death.
Nut smiled.
Grasping her slender hands together, she stood over the Tau'ri.
Yes. The man was weak. Too weak perhaps. And the woman had been dead for too long.
Perhaps.
It was slow at first, and her brow puckered with effort as she found the man's life force, growing dull and brittle. She rolled it gently, bathing it with warmth and light. Slowly, achingly it grew warm, humming in the air around him in the way of the life force.
He was not whole yet, not by far.
But Nut's strength was depleting. Quickly. It took much effort to heal and raise the dead by oneself.
Grasping a hold of the woman's crumbling force, already disintegrating into the air, nut carefully tied them together, and then slowly fed the woman the man's strength. They could share. They could have the one life force.
It would tighten her hold over them.
Should one die, the other would die.
Her lips curled in satisfaction, the sweat beading from the delicate skin above her lips and trickling to the ground. On her forehead pearls of moisture had gathered, tickling her temple as they worked down the soft planes of her face.
The woman's body jerked.
The dull life force writhed.
Nut smiled, specks of colour dancing before her vision.
Her host was scared, terrified.
The healing was dangerous.
The raising was even more so.
To attempt both.
Nut ignored the host; she could not do everything.
The hold on the life force was slipping. The woman wasn't healed yet. The man was barely alive.
With an anguished howl the life force flew from her grasp, and she shuddered to a heap.
With darkness crowding around her, Nut kept her eyes focused on the slumber Tau'ri.
They would live.
And then they would find Geb.
~o0o~
Sorry that was so short. They get steadily longer as they go along.. *trust* me!! sharim