Author's Note: Sorry this chapter took so long for me to post. I've been working on my other story and have had some major writers block with it, so I kinda forgot to post. But now that I'm home, sick, and utterly board, what the heck. This gave me something to do.
Oh yea, from now on, the story may contain some temporal paradoxes, as a precaution owning aspirin for most of the remaining story is advised.
Summary: When SG-1 travels back to the planet, what will they find? What will happen to them?
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Chapter 5:
Paradoxes
**Briefing Room**
"I have determined that the bodies have been dead for the past two hundred years. Most were killed by a primitive version of a Gou'ald staff weapon," Janet reported to General Hammond, Jack, Sam, Daniel, and Teal'c.
"It was probably a mass killing when they no longer had a use for them. It might have been when they won or lost," Daniel added his own theory.
"How is this possible? Major Carter said she remembered being there and if she knows what she knows about it, then she must have been there," General Hammond urged.
"Sir, I think that it was some kind of temporal anomaly. The readings I got before I was kidnapped could have been that," Sam responded with her own theory.
"Sir, I would like to request that SG-1 be allowed to return to P3X-8475 and take a closer look at it." Jack looked hopefully at Hammond in hopes that he would agree.
"You have a go," Hammond answered with a nod of the head.
**P3X-8475**
Sam looked up at the mountains two miles away from the Stargate, which was where she was still standing. She didn't want to go back; she hated the place. But she had too. If not for herself or the Prit, than from the hundreds she saw dead.
She looked down at the necklace she had put around her neck. It reminded her of Darwin, the previous owner of it. He was a kind man and didn't deserve an existence like that. Nor to die. He helped her get through the seven days she was there; that was nothing compared to what he must have gone through.
After thirty minute walk, they had finally found their destination; the cave. The bodies were still there and the stench that she had smelt the first day had never left. She saw the body of Darwin and looked back down at the pendent she kept in honor and the memory of him. The white swirls in it started to create a whirlpool.
As she watched it, she vaguely heard Daniel asked Jack, "What time is it?" "1247" "Teal'c, lets go check out those openings in the caves," in the background. Jack walked over to her and touched her shoulder, "Sam?" They both felt the dizziness and felt themselves become faint prior to the room turning dark and then nothing.
Sam felt a wet cloth brush over her forehead in a familiar fashion. Slowly she opened her eyes and saw a friendly face. "Hello Major Carter. You are awake. I thought when they took you..." Darwin stood over her just as he had two weeks ago, the first time she was there. "Anyway, you're friend is ok; unconscious, but ok."
A moan came from her right. "Not anymore." Sam shook her head to clear it from all the fog when she remembered the cave full of dead corpses.
She looked down at her neck and saw that the necklace was no longer around her neck. In fact, her vest with all her stuff, her belt, guns, even her jacket was gone. She was left wearing her black shirt and green fatigues.
"Carter? Danny? Teal'c?" Sam looked over at Jack. He wore the same things that she did, fatigues and undershirt. She looked around the area he was in but she couldn't see anyone else but him.
"Sir?" She pushed herself up, assuming that something had triggered another time loop. "Sir, are you alright?"
"Yea, yea, I'm fine. Except for the splitting headache." He looked around. "Carter where are we?" He could see the mass of people, alive, around him and the new, fresher smell of death filled his nostrils.
"We're still in the cave, sir."
"Would you care to introduce me to your friend?" Darwin asked, kneeling in between the two mats that they were laying on.
"Sorry, sir, this is Darwin. Darwin this is my commanding officer, Col. O'Neil," Sam introduced the two men.
"As in the one we found-"
"No! Sir, I'll explain later," Sam interrupted him. Jack nodded his head as Darwin seemed to become very confused. A man, dressed just like Darwin, walked over to them. He handed each of them a bowl and piece of bread. Sam and Darwin immediately took a bit of the bread while Jack just starred at it.
"Carter, is this supposed to be my lunch? Because I didn't have anything for breakfast," Jack said, not as sarcastic as he wanted. Sam looked at him and tried to hide a smile as he slurped down all of his soup in two gulps. "What?"
"Lesson One in Sambinian Prison Camp; bread first, soup last." The sand that filled the bread started to become prominent in the back of his throat after he took a bit of the bread. He swallowed hard to try and get rid of the taste.
"Thanks, Carter." She handed him her bowl and he took a small sip of it. "Thanks."
She took it from him and gulped the rest down after she finished most of her own bread. She handed the rest of the bread to Darwin and he went to put it into a small bag connected to his belt. "No, eat it." He looked at her and did as she asked.
"So, Carter, I take it we're in your Prison Camp. What is that awful smell?" Sam pointed over to the corner. He looked at it and swallowed down the scraps of food her just ate. "Oh, god."
"Yea." The look in Sam's eyes made it look as if she had been here all her life. Darwin's were worse. His eyes seemed so wise as if he knew ever thing in the world yet barely anything.
"So, Darwin, how long ya been here?"
"Three and half years."
"And in any of that time, have you noticed any exits or anything? I mean in here?"
"The only exit is that way and the guards are always there. They continuously have someone there. And even if you could get passed them, there are many more that are farther down the passage," Darwin answered, knowing that he was going to try and escape. "If you try to escape, they will kill you. I've seen it happen."
Jack looked at him. Darwin's eyes burned into his. "Yea, well, the first job of all prisoners is to try and escape. Sorry. Carter I need to talk to you, in private." Jack stood up and walked next to the wall.
"I apologize for his behavior, he's not usually like this."
"It's ok, I understand." Sam smiled weakly at him before she, too, stood up and walked over to her CO.
"Carter, what's going on?"
"I'm not sure, sir. I think whatever happened the first time came here, it happened again. The anomaly must have transported us a few hours after I left."
"But what about Teal'c and Daniel? Where are they?" Jack asked.
"They were still outside of the cave, maybe they weren't in the right vicinity. They my have been out of range."
"Alright, then how do we get out of here? How did you get out last time?"
Sam looked at him with a look mixed with fear and confusion. She took a deep breath, then she told him, "They did a line up, that's when they order everyone to go in their correct positions and make sure everyone's there. They take people who may be sick, too weak to work, or just because they want to. The day you found me, they did one of those and picked ten people. I was brought to this strange room and drugged, while the other nine were killed that way it wasn't suspicious. I was to out of it to remember or understand what was going on. Then I woke up in the Infirmary." Sam shrugged and looked at him with a serious face. "There's no other way to get out but to be taken."
"Major, Col., they're having a line up. They said it was for thirty this time. Come on," Darwin grabbed her arm and seemed terrified. Sam looked up at Jack, her expression similar to his, "Sir, we have to go. They kill us f we're not there."
They walked to the mass of people, now forming a square. "Stand at attention, look forward, and don't speak unless spoken to."
"Aye, sir," Jack said with a smirk while Sam gave him a grave look. "Right, this is no laughing matter."
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Ok, I tried to make it more... terrifying but, thank god, I've only seen one dead body in my life. Also I've never experienced any of this sort of thing nor have I seen, heard, or smelt anything in this chapter and a few to come. So if something seems unreal, I can't help it, also I don't want it to become too much over what it is rated; I'm not big on writing graphical stuff.
But R/R if you have any suggestions to make it better.
Oh yea, from now on, the story may contain some temporal paradoxes, as a precaution owning aspirin for most of the remaining story is advised.
Summary: When SG-1 travels back to the planet, what will they find? What will happen to them?
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Chapter 5:
Paradoxes
**Briefing Room**
"I have determined that the bodies have been dead for the past two hundred years. Most were killed by a primitive version of a Gou'ald staff weapon," Janet reported to General Hammond, Jack, Sam, Daniel, and Teal'c.
"It was probably a mass killing when they no longer had a use for them. It might have been when they won or lost," Daniel added his own theory.
"How is this possible? Major Carter said she remembered being there and if she knows what she knows about it, then she must have been there," General Hammond urged.
"Sir, I think that it was some kind of temporal anomaly. The readings I got before I was kidnapped could have been that," Sam responded with her own theory.
"Sir, I would like to request that SG-1 be allowed to return to P3X-8475 and take a closer look at it." Jack looked hopefully at Hammond in hopes that he would agree.
"You have a go," Hammond answered with a nod of the head.
**P3X-8475**
Sam looked up at the mountains two miles away from the Stargate, which was where she was still standing. She didn't want to go back; she hated the place. But she had too. If not for herself or the Prit, than from the hundreds she saw dead.
She looked down at the necklace she had put around her neck. It reminded her of Darwin, the previous owner of it. He was a kind man and didn't deserve an existence like that. Nor to die. He helped her get through the seven days she was there; that was nothing compared to what he must have gone through.
After thirty minute walk, they had finally found their destination; the cave. The bodies were still there and the stench that she had smelt the first day had never left. She saw the body of Darwin and looked back down at the pendent she kept in honor and the memory of him. The white swirls in it started to create a whirlpool.
As she watched it, she vaguely heard Daniel asked Jack, "What time is it?" "1247" "Teal'c, lets go check out those openings in the caves," in the background. Jack walked over to her and touched her shoulder, "Sam?" They both felt the dizziness and felt themselves become faint prior to the room turning dark and then nothing.
Sam felt a wet cloth brush over her forehead in a familiar fashion. Slowly she opened her eyes and saw a friendly face. "Hello Major Carter. You are awake. I thought when they took you..." Darwin stood over her just as he had two weeks ago, the first time she was there. "Anyway, you're friend is ok; unconscious, but ok."
A moan came from her right. "Not anymore." Sam shook her head to clear it from all the fog when she remembered the cave full of dead corpses.
She looked down at her neck and saw that the necklace was no longer around her neck. In fact, her vest with all her stuff, her belt, guns, even her jacket was gone. She was left wearing her black shirt and green fatigues.
"Carter? Danny? Teal'c?" Sam looked over at Jack. He wore the same things that she did, fatigues and undershirt. She looked around the area he was in but she couldn't see anyone else but him.
"Sir?" She pushed herself up, assuming that something had triggered another time loop. "Sir, are you alright?"
"Yea, yea, I'm fine. Except for the splitting headache." He looked around. "Carter where are we?" He could see the mass of people, alive, around him and the new, fresher smell of death filled his nostrils.
"We're still in the cave, sir."
"Would you care to introduce me to your friend?" Darwin asked, kneeling in between the two mats that they were laying on.
"Sorry, sir, this is Darwin. Darwin this is my commanding officer, Col. O'Neil," Sam introduced the two men.
"As in the one we found-"
"No! Sir, I'll explain later," Sam interrupted him. Jack nodded his head as Darwin seemed to become very confused. A man, dressed just like Darwin, walked over to them. He handed each of them a bowl and piece of bread. Sam and Darwin immediately took a bit of the bread while Jack just starred at it.
"Carter, is this supposed to be my lunch? Because I didn't have anything for breakfast," Jack said, not as sarcastic as he wanted. Sam looked at him and tried to hide a smile as he slurped down all of his soup in two gulps. "What?"
"Lesson One in Sambinian Prison Camp; bread first, soup last." The sand that filled the bread started to become prominent in the back of his throat after he took a bit of the bread. He swallowed hard to try and get rid of the taste.
"Thanks, Carter." She handed him her bowl and he took a small sip of it. "Thanks."
She took it from him and gulped the rest down after she finished most of her own bread. She handed the rest of the bread to Darwin and he went to put it into a small bag connected to his belt. "No, eat it." He looked at her and did as she asked.
"So, Carter, I take it we're in your Prison Camp. What is that awful smell?" Sam pointed over to the corner. He looked at it and swallowed down the scraps of food her just ate. "Oh, god."
"Yea." The look in Sam's eyes made it look as if she had been here all her life. Darwin's were worse. His eyes seemed so wise as if he knew ever thing in the world yet barely anything.
"So, Darwin, how long ya been here?"
"Three and half years."
"And in any of that time, have you noticed any exits or anything? I mean in here?"
"The only exit is that way and the guards are always there. They continuously have someone there. And even if you could get passed them, there are many more that are farther down the passage," Darwin answered, knowing that he was going to try and escape. "If you try to escape, they will kill you. I've seen it happen."
Jack looked at him. Darwin's eyes burned into his. "Yea, well, the first job of all prisoners is to try and escape. Sorry. Carter I need to talk to you, in private." Jack stood up and walked next to the wall.
"I apologize for his behavior, he's not usually like this."
"It's ok, I understand." Sam smiled weakly at him before she, too, stood up and walked over to her CO.
"Carter, what's going on?"
"I'm not sure, sir. I think whatever happened the first time came here, it happened again. The anomaly must have transported us a few hours after I left."
"But what about Teal'c and Daniel? Where are they?" Jack asked.
"They were still outside of the cave, maybe they weren't in the right vicinity. They my have been out of range."
"Alright, then how do we get out of here? How did you get out last time?"
Sam looked at him with a look mixed with fear and confusion. She took a deep breath, then she told him, "They did a line up, that's when they order everyone to go in their correct positions and make sure everyone's there. They take people who may be sick, too weak to work, or just because they want to. The day you found me, they did one of those and picked ten people. I was brought to this strange room and drugged, while the other nine were killed that way it wasn't suspicious. I was to out of it to remember or understand what was going on. Then I woke up in the Infirmary." Sam shrugged and looked at him with a serious face. "There's no other way to get out but to be taken."
"Major, Col., they're having a line up. They said it was for thirty this time. Come on," Darwin grabbed her arm and seemed terrified. Sam looked up at Jack, her expression similar to his, "Sir, we have to go. They kill us f we're not there."
They walked to the mass of people, now forming a square. "Stand at attention, look forward, and don't speak unless spoken to."
"Aye, sir," Jack said with a smirk while Sam gave him a grave look. "Right, this is no laughing matter."
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Ok, I tried to make it more... terrifying but, thank god, I've only seen one dead body in my life. Also I've never experienced any of this sort of thing nor have I seen, heard, or smelt anything in this chapter and a few to come. So if something seems unreal, I can't help it, also I don't want it to become too much over what it is rated; I'm not big on writing graphical stuff.
But R/R if you have any suggestions to make it better.
