Okay, here's the deal.
I'm W.Makani, I'm a writer and I love the show Stargate. My sister (Nym Washi) had been writing stargate fic for a while now, and I've been reading em. Well, after a while I gave in and tried my hand at writing Stargate fic.
SO, in the tradition of Stargate Down Under, I bring you this:
A Diamond In the Rough.
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Prolouge
August 5th 1987,
Uluru, Australia,
Hubert Chance dropped his pack into the red dust at the mouth of the cave. He was coated in sweat that soaked through a tawny vest filled with archaeological gadgets. He said, running a hand through his short cropped hair beneath the digger hat, and lifted his eyes to the blue sky, I know, you'd say I shouldn't be out here in the heat, I should be at home sitting on the verandah.
The middle-aged man surveyed the dark shadows that shrouded the terracotta cave, Sorry, dear, but you know I have to do this.
He flicked on a thick torch and waved the beam into the dark like a shining knife through black butter. A few dozen metres into the cavern, finding his way through the wide-birthed tunnels.
He knew what was coming up and he slipped the small stone disc from his pocket, holding his free hand ready as the tunnel ended in front of him.
There were cave paintings all over the wall, white, black, yellow and red figures danced across it's surface. He could make out the visages of people in the aboriginal paintings, sometimes running in fear of another figure. The other person was painted differently to the others, it was still a humanoid, but snakes circled around it, and it's head was that of a serpent.
Hubert searched across the rock for the small indent to slide the disc into. He found it, and with a groan and shaking of dust and pebbles the wall moved, pulling away from the tunnel backwards, exposing the large chamber that had remained hidden.
Hubert caught his breath as he stepped forward, whispering in awe, the cavern was huge, spanning in every direction and laden with gleaming dust-covered treasures.
He took one of the small glove devices, placing his own fingers into it and examining the metal in the torchlight. Bloomin' amazing.
Something caught his eye, probably the gem of the lot. It was positioned in the centre of the cavern, like a crown, it was silver-grey and lined with engravings and deep orange crystal. It was a giant ring.
