Defiant till death (cont)
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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 seemed to force 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. They 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 who once again took stance 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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(Once again, thanks for the great reviews peeps, I am really enjoying writing this. New chapters coming soon, Sam and Jack will have their revenge I promise, Lurve Sara Lou)
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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 seemed to force 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. They 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 who once again took stance 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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(Once again, thanks for the great reviews peeps, I am really enjoying writing this. New chapters coming soon, Sam and Jack will have their revenge I promise, Lurve Sara Lou)