A/N: Hey again! Sorry, it's been so long since I have updated -_- Anyway,
how are you all? Hope your still reading this. Thanks btw, let's not answer
Becky's questions. Neh, it doesn't matter, just please review, I like to
know what you think ^_^ I finally got Word200 btw, It's old but it's better
then some other programmers. Anyhoo No flames and enjoy!
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Chapter Five :: Plan
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Daniel, or his robot, fiddled around with the bottoms on the control panel. He was trying to shut off the map in front of him. He did not look around to see what Braitac was doing, and if he had have done, he would have seen the master get to his feet, holding his staff weapon to Daniel's back.
However, when the staff turned on, making a hissing sound, Daniel heard it and swooped round, pure hatred in his mechanical eyes. "What are you doing?" He asked, as if it was not obvious.
But Braitac ignored him; he shot his staff right into Daniel's stomach. It hit him, hard, but there was no blood just a flash and then from inside him you could see metal and wires. Braitac shot again, this time further up and the robot dropped to the floor.
Braitac eyed him carefully, how could he be sure the thing was dead? Or at least out? He walked over to him and kicked him gently, the robot rolled over, he had too large marks reveling his circuits, he wouldn't recover anytime soon.
Then Braitac turned to the panel and looked at it. He knew what to do, he just read it, but he had never seen it used by Apophis while he was in his service. He pressed a small button with a word on that resembled communication and then put his finger on the map where he recognized three yellow dots and one green one, in a holding cell.
"O'Neill?" He asked finally. "Teal'c? Can you hear me?"
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Down in the cell Jack stood up as he heard Braitac's voice. "Wahey, Braitac, buddy!" he cried, "We can hear you. What happened up there?" The other members of SG-1 were now literally on the edge of their seats listening.
Braitac's voice boomed through to them and they heard it loudly, "The robot Daniel Jackson attacked me," he began. Jack looked at Daniel who shrugged.
"Guess my fighting skills improved then . . ." He said to himself. Braitac carried on, "I have seemed to delay him with my weapon. It is up to you what I do next, I came on this mission under your command, and shall I come to your cell?"
"No," Jack said almost immediately. He remembered how the 'Gate was not guarded and thought to himself. "Go to the Stargate, go get help!" He cried, feeling like an idiot shouting up to the ceiling.
"As you wish," Braitac said and then they heard a small click, the system had been turned off, hopefully Braitac was on his way, or not? Maybe Daniel had got to him? SG-1 had no way of knowing. Jack sat down on the ledge by the wall and brought one of his legs up onto it, leaning on it.
"I'm assuming you have a plan . . . ?" Daniel began, raising an eyebrow at Jack.
Jack turned his head to look at him, "Yeah, we sit here and wait for Braitac and back-up."
"And what if Braitac can not reach the Stargate?" Teal'c asked.
"Then we're doomed aren't we?" Jack said, with a sigh.
"Thank-you Mr. Positive-"Daniel tried to say, but was cut off by Jack.
"Ah-ah-ah," he said, looking up slightly, "My phrase."
A few minutes later SG-1 were still in the cell. Sam leant against the wall, both her feet up on the ledge and her arms round them, Teal'c sat next to her, his feet apart, he leant back against the wall. On the other side were Jack, still sat how he was before and Daniel, leant foreword, staring deeply at the floor.
"This is weird," Jack said to himself but everyone looked up.
"What do you mean?" Carter asked, sounding eager.
"Well usually the overdramatic, needs-a-fashion-sense Bad-guy has come in by now bragging about their "God" and saying how easy it was to catch us." SG-1 groaned in disappointment, they had been expecting a plan.
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Outside, the Stargate stood high into the clouds looming over several Jaffa, including the first prime to Anubis but also the three remaining SG- 1 robots. One Jaffa was stood next to the DHD as if waiting for a command. "Where is the other one?" The first-prime ordered the fake O'Neill, he was referring to Daniel.
"Ah, some Jaffa said they found him injured, looks like old Braitac is on the loose." Jack answered him. The first-prime cursed in Goa'uld. Then he sighed, "No matter," he spat, "We will deal with him, and you know your mission I trust?"
"Yeah, yeah," O'Neill went on, "Go to Earth, pretend to be the real SG-1 and take over the base, OK? We get it." Then he opened out his hand to reveal a gold mini hand device on it, admitting a small ray of light, "Thanks for these by the way."
The first-prime nodded, "Incase you are in need of them," he said and then glared at the Jaffa standing at the DHD, "Dial!" he ordered in Goa'uld and the Jaffa began to dial Earth. One . . . Two . . . In no time the Gate was shimmering blue once again.
"What no good lucks?" Jack asked but gave up as he saw the look the first- prime gave him as a response. He nodded to the other too robots and they began to walk up the steps leading to the Stargate and then disappeared through it . . .
In the bushes nearby someone moved and then got down as the Jaffa turned. They ignored it after a while and in their groups, began to walk away. Braitac looked through the leaves as the last of them left, a frown on his face. He had to go back, warn them . . .
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Chapter Five :: Plan
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Daniel, or his robot, fiddled around with the bottoms on the control panel. He was trying to shut off the map in front of him. He did not look around to see what Braitac was doing, and if he had have done, he would have seen the master get to his feet, holding his staff weapon to Daniel's back.
However, when the staff turned on, making a hissing sound, Daniel heard it and swooped round, pure hatred in his mechanical eyes. "What are you doing?" He asked, as if it was not obvious.
But Braitac ignored him; he shot his staff right into Daniel's stomach. It hit him, hard, but there was no blood just a flash and then from inside him you could see metal and wires. Braitac shot again, this time further up and the robot dropped to the floor.
Braitac eyed him carefully, how could he be sure the thing was dead? Or at least out? He walked over to him and kicked him gently, the robot rolled over, he had too large marks reveling his circuits, he wouldn't recover anytime soon.
Then Braitac turned to the panel and looked at it. He knew what to do, he just read it, but he had never seen it used by Apophis while he was in his service. He pressed a small button with a word on that resembled communication and then put his finger on the map where he recognized three yellow dots and one green one, in a holding cell.
"O'Neill?" He asked finally. "Teal'c? Can you hear me?"
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Down in the cell Jack stood up as he heard Braitac's voice. "Wahey, Braitac, buddy!" he cried, "We can hear you. What happened up there?" The other members of SG-1 were now literally on the edge of their seats listening.
Braitac's voice boomed through to them and they heard it loudly, "The robot Daniel Jackson attacked me," he began. Jack looked at Daniel who shrugged.
"Guess my fighting skills improved then . . ." He said to himself. Braitac carried on, "I have seemed to delay him with my weapon. It is up to you what I do next, I came on this mission under your command, and shall I come to your cell?"
"No," Jack said almost immediately. He remembered how the 'Gate was not guarded and thought to himself. "Go to the Stargate, go get help!" He cried, feeling like an idiot shouting up to the ceiling.
"As you wish," Braitac said and then they heard a small click, the system had been turned off, hopefully Braitac was on his way, or not? Maybe Daniel had got to him? SG-1 had no way of knowing. Jack sat down on the ledge by the wall and brought one of his legs up onto it, leaning on it.
"I'm assuming you have a plan . . . ?" Daniel began, raising an eyebrow at Jack.
Jack turned his head to look at him, "Yeah, we sit here and wait for Braitac and back-up."
"And what if Braitac can not reach the Stargate?" Teal'c asked.
"Then we're doomed aren't we?" Jack said, with a sigh.
"Thank-you Mr. Positive-"Daniel tried to say, but was cut off by Jack.
"Ah-ah-ah," he said, looking up slightly, "My phrase."
A few minutes later SG-1 were still in the cell. Sam leant against the wall, both her feet up on the ledge and her arms round them, Teal'c sat next to her, his feet apart, he leant back against the wall. On the other side were Jack, still sat how he was before and Daniel, leant foreword, staring deeply at the floor.
"This is weird," Jack said to himself but everyone looked up.
"What do you mean?" Carter asked, sounding eager.
"Well usually the overdramatic, needs-a-fashion-sense Bad-guy has come in by now bragging about their "God" and saying how easy it was to catch us." SG-1 groaned in disappointment, they had been expecting a plan.
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Outside, the Stargate stood high into the clouds looming over several Jaffa, including the first prime to Anubis but also the three remaining SG- 1 robots. One Jaffa was stood next to the DHD as if waiting for a command. "Where is the other one?" The first-prime ordered the fake O'Neill, he was referring to Daniel.
"Ah, some Jaffa said they found him injured, looks like old Braitac is on the loose." Jack answered him. The first-prime cursed in Goa'uld. Then he sighed, "No matter," he spat, "We will deal with him, and you know your mission I trust?"
"Yeah, yeah," O'Neill went on, "Go to Earth, pretend to be the real SG-1 and take over the base, OK? We get it." Then he opened out his hand to reveal a gold mini hand device on it, admitting a small ray of light, "Thanks for these by the way."
The first-prime nodded, "Incase you are in need of them," he said and then glared at the Jaffa standing at the DHD, "Dial!" he ordered in Goa'uld and the Jaffa began to dial Earth. One . . . Two . . . In no time the Gate was shimmering blue once again.
"What no good lucks?" Jack asked but gave up as he saw the look the first- prime gave him as a response. He nodded to the other too robots and they began to walk up the steps leading to the Stargate and then disappeared through it . . .
In the bushes nearby someone moved and then got down as the Jaffa turned. They ignored it after a while and in their groups, began to walk away. Braitac looked through the leaves as the last of them left, a frown on his face. He had to go back, warn them . . .
