Disclaimer still stands, not mine.
Also the lyrics to 'The Boatman' are by the Levellers and do not belong to me either, darn!
Oh, but the following story is all mine.
To sjaraven - a big thank you.
And to BluJay - in Metamorphosis we learnt that Jonas could be a more than he was and I guess that got my little grey cells fired up. In Prophecy his character touched the realms of a Hok Taur and both my stories sort of snowballed from there. The rest is just down to imagination and music.
:o}
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Jacob and Carter met SG1 and the medical team when they arrived at the other side of the gate. He took his daughter in his arms, after he'd greeted the other members, and gave her a reassuring hug, "they arrived about an hour ago," he said.
"Not through the stargate?" Sam inquired.
"No," her father answered, "an opening appeared filled with light and they just stepped from it. A young woman led them, she's waiting for you," he pointed over to a small canvass structure.
"For us?" O'Neill asked.
"Yes, I gathered you knew her."
"Sir, it could be Lya," Sam stated.
O'Neill nodded and they follow Jacob as he escorted them through the mass of dazed and injured imp like creatures, huddling in groups. Daniel felt his heart swell as he watched them try to heal each other with the light they held in their souls, a light now marred by suffering.
Jacob pulled the tent flap back and ushered them inside, where they found what looked like a Nox female.
She stood up and gazed over the group, smiling with her heart when she saw Dr Fraiser, "mom," she said with sweeping arms.
Janet was taken aback at the braided woman in front of her and her heart leaped, "Cassie," she wavered, tumbling into the welcoming embrace.
They held onto each other for what seemed like a turn of the earth, to scared to let go, it was Sam who broke the reunion up.
"Cassie, is Jonas with you?"
Cassandra released her mother, "Jonas went back for Olmec," she whispered.
"On the Nox home world?" Carter asked.
"No Sam. The Nox were, are, the guardians of the Atarkia portal, where Olmec took us. It is a place of knowledge and understanding," she looked down at her hands, "it was before Ragnarok and Anubis darkened it."
"What happened?" Janet coaxed.
"The Nox were attacked, on their home world, by some sort of primeval creatures that Ragnarok was able to summon. They hunted and slaughtered in fervour for blood; there was no stopping or reasoning with them. Then the Jaffa attacked through the Stargate, forcing what was left of the Nox to open the portal, their only means of escape."
"But the Nox have the ability to conceal themselves." Daniel stated.
Cassie smiled at him but the gesture did not reach her eyes, "yes they do, but these 'hunters' were able to detect them, that's why they were chosen." She looked at O'Neill, "Please, Colonel, Olmec was ailing and Jonas wouldn't leave him, if Anubis..."
Jack looked at Cassandra not wanting to ask the question on his lips, he spoke softly, "Cassie, can you be sure Jonas is still, still alive?"
Cassie produced a smooth looking stone from under her garments and placed it on the table. She then touched it and closed her eyes, it began to glow, "he's still there Colonel; I can feel him. He's weak and tired, they're draining his energy," she looked around the group, "please don't leave him behind."
Jack held up his hand, "okay, I'll go radio the General," then frowning, "how do we get to this, this A, At, Ata place?"
Cassie gave him the stone, "this is the key to get in, I can open it from this end."
O'Neill took it from her, examined it then passed it to Carter, "and to get out?"
Cassie looked down, "Jonas, has the other key."
Jack looked at his team, "okay, I'll go radio the base."
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Teal'c was talking with his son Rya'c; pride warming his heart and shining in his gentle brown eyes. He marvelled at how Rya'c had grown in stature and how comfortable they now were in each other's company. They spoke of many things that a father and son might explore together bringing a twined awareness into their hearts.
Bra'tac walked over and exchanged greetings with Teal'c and then the older Jaffa spoke, "Teal'c walk with me."
They dismissed the boy and strolled off to be alone.
Teal'c noticed a change in his mentor, he looked fatigued, aged and the spirit in his eyes had been replaced by a transparent melancholy.
Bra'tac looked into the distance drawing a deep breath before he spoke, "I wish to accompany you on your mission to rescue the Hok Taur, Jonas Quinn."
Teal'c nodded with reverence saying, "I will inform Colonel O'Neill of your request but will you not be missed here?"
Bra'tac let his words fly to the orange of the setting sun, "Teal'c I am a warrior with a warrior's heart."
The dark Jaffa understood his master words; he wanted to prove himself in one more battle.
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Ragnarok looked at the frail being fighting for breath on the small cot, "I know he's still here, old man, neither of you had enough strength to send him away. Why do you fight the inevitable? Do you think the longer you exist the longer you can protect the boy from me?"
Olmec said nothing but gave the host a look of contempt; Ragnarok's eyes lit up.
"I could crush you, make your last minutes of life more painful than you have ever known. Keep struggling for your breath, old man, I have all the time in the universe to watch you die."
Anubis twisted Olmec's wrist, skin as delicate as a butterfly's wing, powdered into the air.
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Jonas walked through the dense forest, the relentless rain piercing the foliage, biting the exposed flesh on his arms. His path was marred by the broken bodies of woodland creatures that had succumbed to the might of the climate change. Every so often he would come across the brutalized body of a Nox, torn and decaying in this once safe haven. The savagery of their death suspended in a pulsating aura above the corpse, waiting; waiting for him to touch and comprehend, waiting to puncture his soul.
He stumbled in the maggot-ridden mud; everything that was once lush and green was now rancid and decomposing; this place had lost its light, Olmec was dying.
He needed to rest; he was struggling just to stand, to breath. Water ran down him in floods but even that could not wash away the tar like mud that adhered to every inch of his body.
He found shelter in the hollow of a once colossal oak, he knew that he could not delay for long, they would be looking for him but he needed the respite to get his energy back.
He let his mind drift through the fog of fear that was stalking him, trying to find the light of the stars to guide him as Olmec had taught.
A tune floated from his childhood, followed by the memory of words softly spoken, to ward off the anxiety, "I wish I could choose the life I please, but I am not a free man, others rule my destiny, but my will is never broken. I know some day I will be, everything that I dreamed I'd be and when I live the life I please I will be a free man."
He was ten years old again, not far from his father grasp, eating hot oak cakes spread with melting, homemade, butter. The mineworkers had come into the city, from their shantytowns on the outskirts, to spend what little they had on barley ale and to celebrate in the daylight. They sang folk songs, with voices of gravel and dust, spinning and leaping in their hobnail boots while the fiddler played.
The women who accompanied them danced for coins, long, coloured ribbons adorned their bold dresses, blazing through the air like a magical rainbow.
Jonas shut his eyes and let his mind stay in Kelowna; while above, in the skeletal branches, a murder of satisfied crows laughed.
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Cassandra raised her hand above the stone, her young forehead creased with concentration. Sam watched as her lips mumbled unspoken words until a gateway of pale ivory turned in front of them. "It is done," she said.
SG1 looked toward Colonel O'Neill for guidance, "that it?" He asked Cassie.
She nodded handing him a roughly drawn map, "okay, troops," Jack added, stepping into the light, "let's go get our boy."
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Well that's it for now
Thanks to CT xxx
Also the lyrics to 'The Boatman' are by the Levellers and do not belong to me either, darn!
Oh, but the following story is all mine.
To sjaraven - a big thank you.
And to BluJay - in Metamorphosis we learnt that Jonas could be a more than he was and I guess that got my little grey cells fired up. In Prophecy his character touched the realms of a Hok Taur and both my stories sort of snowballed from there. The rest is just down to imagination and music.
:o}
======
Jacob and Carter met SG1 and the medical team when they arrived at the other side of the gate. He took his daughter in his arms, after he'd greeted the other members, and gave her a reassuring hug, "they arrived about an hour ago," he said.
"Not through the stargate?" Sam inquired.
"No," her father answered, "an opening appeared filled with light and they just stepped from it. A young woman led them, she's waiting for you," he pointed over to a small canvass structure.
"For us?" O'Neill asked.
"Yes, I gathered you knew her."
"Sir, it could be Lya," Sam stated.
O'Neill nodded and they follow Jacob as he escorted them through the mass of dazed and injured imp like creatures, huddling in groups. Daniel felt his heart swell as he watched them try to heal each other with the light they held in their souls, a light now marred by suffering.
Jacob pulled the tent flap back and ushered them inside, where they found what looked like a Nox female.
She stood up and gazed over the group, smiling with her heart when she saw Dr Fraiser, "mom," she said with sweeping arms.
Janet was taken aback at the braided woman in front of her and her heart leaped, "Cassie," she wavered, tumbling into the welcoming embrace.
They held onto each other for what seemed like a turn of the earth, to scared to let go, it was Sam who broke the reunion up.
"Cassie, is Jonas with you?"
Cassandra released her mother, "Jonas went back for Olmec," she whispered.
"On the Nox home world?" Carter asked.
"No Sam. The Nox were, are, the guardians of the Atarkia portal, where Olmec took us. It is a place of knowledge and understanding," she looked down at her hands, "it was before Ragnarok and Anubis darkened it."
"What happened?" Janet coaxed.
"The Nox were attacked, on their home world, by some sort of primeval creatures that Ragnarok was able to summon. They hunted and slaughtered in fervour for blood; there was no stopping or reasoning with them. Then the Jaffa attacked through the Stargate, forcing what was left of the Nox to open the portal, their only means of escape."
"But the Nox have the ability to conceal themselves." Daniel stated.
Cassie smiled at him but the gesture did not reach her eyes, "yes they do, but these 'hunters' were able to detect them, that's why they were chosen." She looked at O'Neill, "Please, Colonel, Olmec was ailing and Jonas wouldn't leave him, if Anubis..."
Jack looked at Cassandra not wanting to ask the question on his lips, he spoke softly, "Cassie, can you be sure Jonas is still, still alive?"
Cassie produced a smooth looking stone from under her garments and placed it on the table. She then touched it and closed her eyes, it began to glow, "he's still there Colonel; I can feel him. He's weak and tired, they're draining his energy," she looked around the group, "please don't leave him behind."
Jack held up his hand, "okay, I'll go radio the General," then frowning, "how do we get to this, this A, At, Ata place?"
Cassie gave him the stone, "this is the key to get in, I can open it from this end."
O'Neill took it from her, examined it then passed it to Carter, "and to get out?"
Cassie looked down, "Jonas, has the other key."
Jack looked at his team, "okay, I'll go radio the base."
========================
Teal'c was talking with his son Rya'c; pride warming his heart and shining in his gentle brown eyes. He marvelled at how Rya'c had grown in stature and how comfortable they now were in each other's company. They spoke of many things that a father and son might explore together bringing a twined awareness into their hearts.
Bra'tac walked over and exchanged greetings with Teal'c and then the older Jaffa spoke, "Teal'c walk with me."
They dismissed the boy and strolled off to be alone.
Teal'c noticed a change in his mentor, he looked fatigued, aged and the spirit in his eyes had been replaced by a transparent melancholy.
Bra'tac looked into the distance drawing a deep breath before he spoke, "I wish to accompany you on your mission to rescue the Hok Taur, Jonas Quinn."
Teal'c nodded with reverence saying, "I will inform Colonel O'Neill of your request but will you not be missed here?"
Bra'tac let his words fly to the orange of the setting sun, "Teal'c I am a warrior with a warrior's heart."
The dark Jaffa understood his master words; he wanted to prove himself in one more battle.
=========
Ragnarok looked at the frail being fighting for breath on the small cot, "I know he's still here, old man, neither of you had enough strength to send him away. Why do you fight the inevitable? Do you think the longer you exist the longer you can protect the boy from me?"
Olmec said nothing but gave the host a look of contempt; Ragnarok's eyes lit up.
"I could crush you, make your last minutes of life more painful than you have ever known. Keep struggling for your breath, old man, I have all the time in the universe to watch you die."
Anubis twisted Olmec's wrist, skin as delicate as a butterfly's wing, powdered into the air.
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Jonas walked through the dense forest, the relentless rain piercing the foliage, biting the exposed flesh on his arms. His path was marred by the broken bodies of woodland creatures that had succumbed to the might of the climate change. Every so often he would come across the brutalized body of a Nox, torn and decaying in this once safe haven. The savagery of their death suspended in a pulsating aura above the corpse, waiting; waiting for him to touch and comprehend, waiting to puncture his soul.
He stumbled in the maggot-ridden mud; everything that was once lush and green was now rancid and decomposing; this place had lost its light, Olmec was dying.
He needed to rest; he was struggling just to stand, to breath. Water ran down him in floods but even that could not wash away the tar like mud that adhered to every inch of his body.
He found shelter in the hollow of a once colossal oak, he knew that he could not delay for long, they would be looking for him but he needed the respite to get his energy back.
He let his mind drift through the fog of fear that was stalking him, trying to find the light of the stars to guide him as Olmec had taught.
A tune floated from his childhood, followed by the memory of words softly spoken, to ward off the anxiety, "I wish I could choose the life I please, but I am not a free man, others rule my destiny, but my will is never broken. I know some day I will be, everything that I dreamed I'd be and when I live the life I please I will be a free man."
He was ten years old again, not far from his father grasp, eating hot oak cakes spread with melting, homemade, butter. The mineworkers had come into the city, from their shantytowns on the outskirts, to spend what little they had on barley ale and to celebrate in the daylight. They sang folk songs, with voices of gravel and dust, spinning and leaping in their hobnail boots while the fiddler played.
The women who accompanied them danced for coins, long, coloured ribbons adorned their bold dresses, blazing through the air like a magical rainbow.
Jonas shut his eyes and let his mind stay in Kelowna; while above, in the skeletal branches, a murder of satisfied crows laughed.
===========
Cassandra raised her hand above the stone, her young forehead creased with concentration. Sam watched as her lips mumbled unspoken words until a gateway of pale ivory turned in front of them. "It is done," she said.
SG1 looked toward Colonel O'Neill for guidance, "that it?" He asked Cassie.
She nodded handing him a roughly drawn map, "okay, troops," Jack added, stepping into the light, "let's go get our boy."
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Well that's it for now
Thanks to CT xxx
