Defiant till Death
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Watching the Jaffa stand ready by the female Baal looked at the weapon in his hand for a moment and approached the table by him. Picking up two more daggers, he again took up his stance in front of the male.
"You forget how I was able to destroy you, tauri, the last time you were here. Do you forget I can make this last as long as I wish?"
'Impressive, this tauri was on the brink of losing himself due to the effects of the sarcophagus. And now he is back to the defiant being he once was. A definite candidate even for a new host' He looked him over with dark eyes, 'But a lesson first too teach him to be more respectful to his god'. He had plenty of time; the male had been able to withstand many interrogations before the effects of the sarcophagus set onto him. The female seemed just as strong. They would not be able to withstand many more sessions such as this without giving into him. The male heard his words but his eyes had once drifted over to the female who was now overshadowed by the Jaffa.
"You should learn to pay more attention Tauri"
Baal spat the words lifting one of the daggers feeling the tug of gravity gripping round his fingertips lifting the blade, aiming for the left lung of the male. He turned his head and nodded to the jaffa, who raised the small device to the band on the female's arm. The device connected onto the armband floating millimetres from its centre letting out its small beam of energy. He turned dark shining eyes back to the male as he heard her cries filling the air. The male had turned back to him his eyes blazing dark with fury. He smiled and let go of the dagger.
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Sam kept her eyes on the Jaffa as he stood to attention by her side.
"You forget how I was able to destroy you, tauri, the last time you were here. Do you forget I can make this last as long as I wish"
She turned her eyes back to Jack, who at the same moment turned his head back to her. 'Sure the last meeting was so hard to forget' She smiled for a moment, she read him so easily. Her mind cast back over the years and how their friendship and relationship had gotten stronger day by day. He had his lips pressed tightly together, he obviously had more too say. It was probably taking him all his strength not too speak his mind. Never mind, she could read it, probably a lot of bad words mixed with curses of how much he was gonna make this snakehead pay for what he was doing. Her smile passed from her lips, would they get payback on this Gould? Jack had barely gotten out of the last situation alive and she had feared the sarcophagus would have had a worse effect on him, it took him a while to bounce back from what had happened. Jack's eyes had developed a worried tired look, she shook herself inwardly, 'he sees you losing hope and he will lose hope himself, don't let him see your weakness Sam, don't give up on him'.
She heard Baal mutter something; the Jaffa had shifted leaning over her obstructing her view of Jack. He had a small smile on his lips; he ran his fingers along her arm to the metal band encompassing it. Her body jumped in shock as small blades dug into her arm, piercing and pressing further, electricity seeming to run along the muscle making it spasm. Cries of pain rushed from her throat as the pain ran along her arm into her shoulder. She couldn't feel her fingers, she gripped the restraints of her other arm, the tears she fought back started to fall uncontrollably as the Jaffa moved to stand behind her head. Her teeth gritted together; she writhed in the restraints as the pain intensified. She heard a cry of pain, not her own, echo around the room.
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"You forget how I was able to destroy you, tauri, the last time you were here. Do you forget I can make this last as long as I wish"
Jack turned his attention back too Sam. He had no desire to listen too any more cliché gould remarks, or be reminded more of his last experience at the hands of this gould. He wanted to be there for Carter who had drawn the definitive short straw in this whole situation. His eyes met hers; she smiled a soft smile too him. He smiled back. She had gone through all what she had and she still had a smile for him. God he loved the woman. If he could be half the person she was, he'd be a happy guy. This Gould was gonna pay and pay bad for what he had done. ''He put him in this damned gravity well, then take all the damned contents of that table and let the god damned bastard have it all in one sitting, and watch the life seep from him.' His thoughts were rocked as he watched the smile slip from Sam's face. Was she losing hope they'd get out of this? He watched her intently. Ok admittedly she could read him like a book, did she forget he could also read her just as easily. She was thinking they weren't gonna get out this. She was losing faith, ok they were in a dire situation, but he'd gotten out of this once, fate owed them another wild card. His pierced her eyes with his; she seemed to perk up. 'That's it Carter, you had better believe were gonna get out of this, you are the brains of this outfit. If you think were doomed, we haven't got a chance in hell' Baal's voice broke into his thoughts, what was that about paying more attention? Jack lost eye contact with Sam as the jaffa stepped forward, he hovered over Sam and then a cry of pain filled the room. Jack gritted his teeth and, anger boiling up inside him. How the hell could someone do this too anyone else, he turned dark angry eyes to the Gould. This snakehead was gonna pay, that was for sure. His anger was met by a smug smiling Gould whose arm was raised, before Jack had a moment to realise what was happening a sharp pain stabbed into his left side. Jack cried out as the dagger dug, pressing deeper the gravity pulling it deeper. His initial reaction was to curl up and grab the dagger, but the gravity well held him tightly in place. As he winced the small blades in his face went deeper also; he felt blood ticking softly down his face. Sam's cries had turned to tired painful moans. He forced himself to open his eyes to look at his torturer. He felt his chest tightening and he found it hard to breathe, the Gould was watching him closely, seeming to admire his handiwork. He tried to focus; black spots started to fill his eyes. The Gould had raised his arm once more. He looked over to Sam who was writhing in her restraints.
"I will kill you"
He spoke the words slowly and with no emotion, stating the statement as fact without even looking at the Gould.
"I think not Tauri, we will keep up this little dance for as long as you wish to be tortured in this way. And then you will become my servants. Or maybe you will become my new host."
"Over my dead body"
"That can be arranged. As I said before the female will make and excellent handmaiden, or better still another host maybe. How long do you think she will be able to undergo such torture before she gives herself to me willingly?"
Jack couldn't answer, the Gould was right; he hadn't suffered even half as much as Carter had. How many more times, before she gave up the fight.
"You will learn to answer my questions quicker Tauri"
Jack watched a the Jaffa raise a second device over the metal band covering Sam's forehead, it once again floated by itself engaging the same beam by her temple. Her eyes became wide and she convulsed on the table, her throat uttering cries of pain, her arm was still tortured by the band on her arm. Jack started seeing black once more and her cries cut into his thoughts. A sharp pain dug into his shoulder and brought him back to full consciousness he looked down too see another dagger digging into his right shoulder, he breathed short raspy breaths.
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Sam tried to concentrate on the words she could hear being uttered by her torturer and CO. But the numbing pain was travelling along her arm and into her shoulder, she tried to breathe as the pain dulled a little, ever present. She blinked tears from her eyes and found herself looking up into the jaffa's dark eyes. The pain had travelled over her shoulder and she felt sharp pains pricking into her neck also. Her throat was sore and dry, and her cries forced their way through making it more painful. Begs of mercy threatened to escape but she held them at bay. She closed her eyes, not wanting to look at the man standing over her. She felt a presence touching her forehead, before she had a chance to cry out, the blinding pain cut into her temple, the thread of electricity attacking her eye sockets once more. Her eyes widened, she saw white spots filling her vision, her cries intensified, her throat letting them escape slowly. Her body rocked from the shock as the pain attacked her senses, her arms and legs restrained from flailing. She could hear other sounds but couldn't focus.
She saw the figures again. She knew them, she cried out for help from them but they wouldn't acknowledge her. 'Teal'c, Jonas, Help Me, Please don't go, don't leave me here' Where was Jack, he saved her last time. She felt as if her arm was broken. Her eyes wouldn't focus, had she fell, hit her head? Why wouldn't Jack come for her? Take her to Janet, Janet could help her. The light's started to dissipate but her arm still ached, she couldn't feel her hand, had she broken it. She could not move her neck either. she could feel the pain easing, her eyes ached so badly. She focused on a shadow leaning down over her. Jack? Was that you? You're not Jack. A sharp pain spread over cheek, focus, he was talking to her. What was he saying, another pain hit her other cheek. She blinked wildly.
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"I will kill you"
Baal smiled as the tauri spoke the words softly and with such meaning. He loved the spirited ones. Always proved to be the best servants, headstrong, determined. Qualities he liked. They learned to respect him the worst way but once he had gotten their respect, they would think twice before loosing it again.
"I think not Tauri, we will keep up this little dance for as long as you wish to be tortured in this way. And then you will become my servants. Or maybe you will become my new host."
Yes this one would make an excellent host one-day.
"Over my dead body"
Baal smiled inwardly to himself, 'yes such spirit' A perfect host. The female also. They would make fine additions to his followers. Moreover, such victory over the Tauri. Two of their most valued warriors under his control.
"That can be arranged. As I said before the female will make and excellent handmaiden, or better still another host maybe. How long do you think she will be able to undergo such torture before she gives herself to me willingly?"
He watched as the male contemplated this. He knew it would only be a short time before the female gave up rather than suffer anymore at his hands. He looked forward to the day she begged for his mercy, the male would take more persuading, but would also be swayed eventually. However, they were of no use the state they were in now. Finish this session let them come back refreshed from their ordeal. It would last longer; their strength and moral would be higher. He may even ask Gal'drie to join him, maybe the female would like to test his gravity well. He smiled too himself as he thought of new ways too break his two prisoners. All in good time. He raised another dagger to the male, aiming this time for his shoulder. Draw him out long as possible, he would not last with just one lung for much longer. 'Kill him before or after he watched the female suffer more?' Did not matter either way the male was waning before his very eyes. Losing his attention. 'Let us see if this brings him back to his painful reality?' Letting go of the dagger, he watched it shoot from his fingertips and stab into the males shoulder. The tauri shook himself to consciousness crying aloud again in pain. Laughing inwardly at the distress he had caused he nevertheless grew bored of watching him writhe in pain. The fun was gone; the tauri was of no use to him in the state he was in. Baal raised the next dagger and aimed for the heart, but lowered his hand again. Changing his mind he walked to the wall and raised his hand passing it over the small panel jutting out. The gravity wells walls parted backwards and the male disappeared into its black hole.
He turned his attention to the female. Walking over to her he held out his hand to the jaffa who handed him the third small pen like device. He dismissed the jaffa that took stance once more at the door. He leaned over the female; pressed his fingers to the small device floating by her temple, its beam eased off, and he could see her trying to focus on him. He raised his hand and slapped her cheek trying to drag her from the dazed pained state she was in.
"Have you had enough Tauri?"
She blinked wildly, trying to focus but her mind seemed elsewhere, he slapped her other cheek too no effect. He ran his hands along her throat and felt her pulse racing beneath his fingertips. Such spirit. Cries still escaped her lips, her body convulsed softly under his touch. He ran his hand too the device on her chest and turned it slowly, feeling her body tense as it arched upwards, his other hand pressed once more on the instrument at her temples, her eyelids shot firmly back, her cries were lost as she fought to breathe.
He straightened and for a moment stood over her taking in the picture of the tortured soul at his mercy then walked slowly away as she convulsed violently uttering orders to have her taken to the sarcophagus when her body finally gave up it's fight.
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Watching the Jaffa stand ready by the female Baal looked at the weapon in his hand for a moment and approached the table by him. Picking up two more daggers, he again took up his stance in front of the male.
"You forget how I was able to destroy you, tauri, the last time you were here. Do you forget I can make this last as long as I wish?"
'Impressive, this tauri was on the brink of losing himself due to the effects of the sarcophagus. And now he is back to the defiant being he once was. A definite candidate even for a new host' He looked him over with dark eyes, 'But a lesson first too teach him to be more respectful to his god'. He had plenty of time; the male had been able to withstand many interrogations before the effects of the sarcophagus set onto him. The female seemed just as strong. They would not be able to withstand many more sessions such as this without giving into him. The male heard his words but his eyes had once drifted over to the female who was now overshadowed by the Jaffa.
"You should learn to pay more attention Tauri"
Baal spat the words lifting one of the daggers feeling the tug of gravity gripping round his fingertips lifting the blade, aiming for the left lung of the male. He turned his head and nodded to the jaffa, who raised the small device to the band on the female's arm. The device connected onto the armband floating millimetres from its centre letting out its small beam of energy. He turned dark shining eyes back to the male as he heard her cries filling the air. The male had turned back to him his eyes blazing dark with fury. He smiled and let go of the dagger.
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Sam kept her eyes on the Jaffa as he stood to attention by her side.
"You forget how I was able to destroy you, tauri, the last time you were here. Do you forget I can make this last as long as I wish"
She turned her eyes back to Jack, who at the same moment turned his head back to her. 'Sure the last meeting was so hard to forget' She smiled for a moment, she read him so easily. Her mind cast back over the years and how their friendship and relationship had gotten stronger day by day. He had his lips pressed tightly together, he obviously had more too say. It was probably taking him all his strength not too speak his mind. Never mind, she could read it, probably a lot of bad words mixed with curses of how much he was gonna make this snakehead pay for what he was doing. Her smile passed from her lips, would they get payback on this Gould? Jack had barely gotten out of the last situation alive and she had feared the sarcophagus would have had a worse effect on him, it took him a while to bounce back from what had happened. Jack's eyes had developed a worried tired look, she shook herself inwardly, 'he sees you losing hope and he will lose hope himself, don't let him see your weakness Sam, don't give up on him'.
She heard Baal mutter something; the Jaffa had shifted leaning over her obstructing her view of Jack. He had a small smile on his lips; he ran his fingers along her arm to the metal band encompassing it. Her body jumped in shock as small blades dug into her arm, piercing and pressing further, electricity seeming to run along the muscle making it spasm. Cries of pain rushed from her throat as the pain ran along her arm into her shoulder. She couldn't feel her fingers, she gripped the restraints of her other arm, the tears she fought back started to fall uncontrollably as the Jaffa moved to stand behind her head. Her teeth gritted together; she writhed in the restraints as the pain intensified. She heard a cry of pain, not her own, echo around the room.
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"You forget how I was able to destroy you, tauri, the last time you were here. Do you forget I can make this last as long as I wish"
Jack turned his attention back too Sam. He had no desire to listen too any more cliché gould remarks, or be reminded more of his last experience at the hands of this gould. He wanted to be there for Carter who had drawn the definitive short straw in this whole situation. His eyes met hers; she smiled a soft smile too him. He smiled back. She had gone through all what she had and she still had a smile for him. God he loved the woman. If he could be half the person she was, he'd be a happy guy. This Gould was gonna pay and pay bad for what he had done. ''He put him in this damned gravity well, then take all the damned contents of that table and let the god damned bastard have it all in one sitting, and watch the life seep from him.' His thoughts were rocked as he watched the smile slip from Sam's face. Was she losing hope they'd get out of this? He watched her intently. Ok admittedly she could read him like a book, did she forget he could also read her just as easily. She was thinking they weren't gonna get out this. She was losing faith, ok they were in a dire situation, but he'd gotten out of this once, fate owed them another wild card. His pierced her eyes with his; she seemed to perk up. 'That's it Carter, you had better believe were gonna get out of this, you are the brains of this outfit. If you think were doomed, we haven't got a chance in hell' Baal's voice broke into his thoughts, what was that about paying more attention? Jack lost eye contact with Sam as the jaffa stepped forward, he hovered over Sam and then a cry of pain filled the room. Jack gritted his teeth and, anger boiling up inside him. How the hell could someone do this too anyone else, he turned dark angry eyes to the Gould. This snakehead was gonna pay, that was for sure. His anger was met by a smug smiling Gould whose arm was raised, before Jack had a moment to realise what was happening a sharp pain stabbed into his left side. Jack cried out as the dagger dug, pressing deeper the gravity pulling it deeper. His initial reaction was to curl up and grab the dagger, but the gravity well held him tightly in place. As he winced the small blades in his face went deeper also; he felt blood ticking softly down his face. Sam's cries had turned to tired painful moans. He forced himself to open his eyes to look at his torturer. He felt his chest tightening and he found it hard to breathe, the Gould was watching him closely, seeming to admire his handiwork. He tried to focus; black spots started to fill his eyes. The Gould had raised his arm once more. He looked over to Sam who was writhing in her restraints.
"I will kill you"
He spoke the words slowly and with no emotion, stating the statement as fact without even looking at the Gould.
"I think not Tauri, we will keep up this little dance for as long as you wish to be tortured in this way. And then you will become my servants. Or maybe you will become my new host."
"Over my dead body"
"That can be arranged. As I said before the female will make and excellent handmaiden, or better still another host maybe. How long do you think she will be able to undergo such torture before she gives herself to me willingly?"
Jack couldn't answer, the Gould was right; he hadn't suffered even half as much as Carter had. How many more times, before she gave up the fight.
"You will learn to answer my questions quicker Tauri"
Jack watched a the Jaffa raise a second device over the metal band covering Sam's forehead, it once again floated by itself engaging the same beam by her temple. Her eyes became wide and she convulsed on the table, her throat uttering cries of pain, her arm was still tortured by the band on her arm. Jack started seeing black once more and her cries cut into his thoughts. A sharp pain dug into his shoulder and brought him back to full consciousness he looked down too see another dagger digging into his right shoulder, he breathed short raspy breaths.
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Sam tried to concentrate on the words she could hear being uttered by her torturer and CO. But the numbing pain was travelling along her arm and into her shoulder, she tried to breathe as the pain dulled a little, ever present. She blinked tears from her eyes and found herself looking up into the jaffa's dark eyes. The pain had travelled over her shoulder and she felt sharp pains pricking into her neck also. Her throat was sore and dry, and her cries forced their way through making it more painful. Begs of mercy threatened to escape but she held them at bay. She closed her eyes, not wanting to look at the man standing over her. She felt a presence touching her forehead, before she had a chance to cry out, the blinding pain cut into her temple, the thread of electricity attacking her eye sockets once more. Her eyes widened, she saw white spots filling her vision, her cries intensified, her throat letting them escape slowly. Her body rocked from the shock as the pain attacked her senses, her arms and legs restrained from flailing. She could hear other sounds but couldn't focus.
She saw the figures again. She knew them, she cried out for help from them but they wouldn't acknowledge her. 'Teal'c, Jonas, Help Me, Please don't go, don't leave me here' Where was Jack, he saved her last time. She felt as if her arm was broken. Her eyes wouldn't focus, had she fell, hit her head? Why wouldn't Jack come for her? Take her to Janet, Janet could help her. The light's started to dissipate but her arm still ached, she couldn't feel her hand, had she broken it. She could not move her neck either. she could feel the pain easing, her eyes ached so badly. She focused on a shadow leaning down over her. Jack? Was that you? You're not Jack. A sharp pain spread over cheek, focus, he was talking to her. What was he saying, another pain hit her other cheek. She blinked wildly.
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"I will kill you"
Baal smiled as the tauri spoke the words softly and with such meaning. He loved the spirited ones. Always proved to be the best servants, headstrong, determined. Qualities he liked. They learned to respect him the worst way but once he had gotten their respect, they would think twice before loosing it again.
"I think not Tauri, we will keep up this little dance for as long as you wish to be tortured in this way. And then you will become my servants. Or maybe you will become my new host."
Yes this one would make an excellent host one-day.
"Over my dead body"
Baal smiled inwardly to himself, 'yes such spirit' A perfect host. The female also. They would make fine additions to his followers. Moreover, such victory over the Tauri. Two of their most valued warriors under his control.
"That can be arranged. As I said before the female will make and excellent handmaiden, or better still another host maybe. How long do you think she will be able to undergo such torture before she gives herself to me willingly?"
He watched as the male contemplated this. He knew it would only be a short time before the female gave up rather than suffer anymore at his hands. He looked forward to the day she begged for his mercy, the male would take more persuading, but would also be swayed eventually. However, they were of no use the state they were in now. Finish this session let them come back refreshed from their ordeal. It would last longer; their strength and moral would be higher. He may even ask Gal'drie to join him, maybe the female would like to test his gravity well. He smiled too himself as he thought of new ways too break his two prisoners. All in good time. He raised another dagger to the male, aiming this time for his shoulder. Draw him out long as possible, he would not last with just one lung for much longer. 'Kill him before or after he watched the female suffer more?' Did not matter either way the male was waning before his very eyes. Losing his attention. 'Let us see if this brings him back to his painful reality?' Letting go of the dagger, he watched it shoot from his fingertips and stab into the males shoulder. The tauri shook himself to consciousness crying aloud again in pain. Laughing inwardly at the distress he had caused he nevertheless grew bored of watching him writhe in pain. The fun was gone; the tauri was of no use to him in the state he was in. Baal raised the next dagger and aimed for the heart, but lowered his hand again. Changing his mind he walked to the wall and raised his hand passing it over the small panel jutting out. The gravity wells walls parted backwards and the male disappeared into its black hole.
He turned his attention to the female. Walking over to her he held out his hand to the jaffa who handed him the third small pen like device. He dismissed the jaffa that took stance once more at the door. He leaned over the female; pressed his fingers to the small device floating by her temple, its beam eased off, and he could see her trying to focus on him. He raised his hand and slapped her cheek trying to drag her from the dazed pained state she was in.
"Have you had enough Tauri?"
She blinked wildly, trying to focus but her mind seemed elsewhere, he slapped her other cheek too no effect. He ran his hands along her throat and felt her pulse racing beneath his fingertips. Such spirit. Cries still escaped her lips, her body convulsed softly under his touch. He ran his hand too the device on her chest and turned it slowly, feeling her body tense as it arched upwards, his other hand pressed once more on the instrument at her temples, her eyelids shot firmly back, her cries were lost as she fought to breathe.
He straightened and for a moment stood over her taking in the picture of the tortured soul at his mercy then walked slowly away as she convulsed violently uttering orders to have her taken to the sarcophagus when her body finally gave up it's fight.
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