Drowsy eyes, enflamed by endurance. Slowly, his lips moved, like the silky
linen of his nightly bed. All interrupted by a look at his alarm clock.
"God damn it!" Jack moaned. He had just returned from active duty the last
evening, and could not help his body to tremble.
"Couldn't get much sleep, huh?" Jack flung to the side, reaching after his
pistol. He had not expected to be accompanied. "Sam! You scared the hell
out of me."
"Sorry, sir, but Hammond just asked for everyone to get to the Briefing room immediately. "Can't it wait?" Jack turned around again, lying flat on his belly. "Ja-ack." No reply. "Jack!" Finally, the tall man got up, his back still aching.
*523 Hours, Briefing Room, Cheyenne Mountain Facility*
"Ack! He expects us to be on time, while he always comes late!" Jack was still drowsy at the time he stated that, and could not notice Hammond standing next to him. "Colonel?" Jack merely smiled. "Now that we can all begin, I'd like you to focus your attention on the monitor." Random pictures flashed up, pictures of corpses, of a tundra enviroment, of men and women still gasping for their life. "These, are the remains of most Rha'ould system lords. All but Anubis died." He paused briefly. "So, yippee?" Jack couldn't help but mutter. "They weren't attacked by neither the Asgard, nor ourselves. It seems as if a new alien race has built itself to power." Jack rolled his eyes, asking. "Your point being?" "The Rha'ould are currently without leaders, besides Anubis. But this isn't the only bad part. The chemical that the alien race, who has identified itself as Yirgand, used during the attack, was enough to delete an entire Solar system. The Yirgand have got millions of labs aboard their mother ship, and Asgard weapons are obsolete to their shields, according to analysis. This means that we, along with the Asgard, are at their mercy." Jack shook his head. "Wait a minute. Are you trying to tell me that, that we are to help the Rha'oul?" Hammond sighed briefly. The room was silent. "You are the last line of defence for the entire universe. We must help the Asgard get back to the seat of power." "Well, ready for your next mission, campers?" Jack chuckled, as he folded his hands. Sam rolled her eyes. "But sir, what really is out mission?" Hammond handed everyone a folder. "Get in their ship, take a chemical sample, and get the hell back here. A Yirgand fighter ship is on its way to the Asgard, taking a pretty close route next to earth. I don't want to take any chances. The ship is to pass by in 12 days. I want you guys back here in 10." Teal'c and Jackson gave a nod, then everyone started reading. Hammond gave a look around the group. "Questions?" Jack's smile had disappeared. "None, sir."
Note: I am thinking of adding more chapters to it, but I want to know what people think. Please reply and give me harsh critizism, and tell me what you think ( Thanks for writing. Cy'all.
"Sorry, sir, but Hammond just asked for everyone to get to the Briefing room immediately. "Can't it wait?" Jack turned around again, lying flat on his belly. "Ja-ack." No reply. "Jack!" Finally, the tall man got up, his back still aching.
*523 Hours, Briefing Room, Cheyenne Mountain Facility*
"Ack! He expects us to be on time, while he always comes late!" Jack was still drowsy at the time he stated that, and could not notice Hammond standing next to him. "Colonel?" Jack merely smiled. "Now that we can all begin, I'd like you to focus your attention on the monitor." Random pictures flashed up, pictures of corpses, of a tundra enviroment, of men and women still gasping for their life. "These, are the remains of most Rha'ould system lords. All but Anubis died." He paused briefly. "So, yippee?" Jack couldn't help but mutter. "They weren't attacked by neither the Asgard, nor ourselves. It seems as if a new alien race has built itself to power." Jack rolled his eyes, asking. "Your point being?" "The Rha'ould are currently without leaders, besides Anubis. But this isn't the only bad part. The chemical that the alien race, who has identified itself as Yirgand, used during the attack, was enough to delete an entire Solar system. The Yirgand have got millions of labs aboard their mother ship, and Asgard weapons are obsolete to their shields, according to analysis. This means that we, along with the Asgard, are at their mercy." Jack shook his head. "Wait a minute. Are you trying to tell me that, that we are to help the Rha'oul?" Hammond sighed briefly. The room was silent. "You are the last line of defence for the entire universe. We must help the Asgard get back to the seat of power." "Well, ready for your next mission, campers?" Jack chuckled, as he folded his hands. Sam rolled her eyes. "But sir, what really is out mission?" Hammond handed everyone a folder. "Get in their ship, take a chemical sample, and get the hell back here. A Yirgand fighter ship is on its way to the Asgard, taking a pretty close route next to earth. I don't want to take any chances. The ship is to pass by in 12 days. I want you guys back here in 10." Teal'c and Jackson gave a nod, then everyone started reading. Hammond gave a look around the group. "Questions?" Jack's smile had disappeared. "None, sir."
Note: I am thinking of adding more chapters to it, but I want to know what people think. Please reply and give me harsh critizism, and tell me what you think ( Thanks for writing. Cy'all.