Title: Psycho Factor (6/?)
Author: Cyclone
Feedback: Please be gentle.
Distribution: Gimme credit and a link. Plus, archived at http://fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=62966 or http://fanfiction.net/~cyclone
Rating: I'm gonna go say PG.
Spoilers: Up to Chosen of BtVS and somewhere in season seven of SG-1.
Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein belong to other people. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: This SGC is powerless as Major Carter's sanity hangs in the balance. Sequel to Blind Date.
Author's Note: Okay, this particular 'ship's been battering itself around in my head for a long time now.
* * *
"Hey, I think I found something," Daniel called.
At Jack's signal, Teal'c rose and stood guard while Jack and Xander headed over to where the archaeologist crouched.
"Whatcha got?" came the question in stereo.
Xander completely missed the annoyed look Jack shot him. As did Daniel, who was busy looking at his discovery.
"I-it's an unusual dialect," he said, tracing the runes, "but it clearly refers to the 'sanctuary of the gods.' Now, as I noted last time, it was obviously some sort of temple. At first I thought it was to Ra, but as it turns out, the language is a mixture of Egyptian and Babylonian. It looks like the temple was dedicated to Marduk, who, as you know..."
"Daniel, the point?" Jack interrupted, irritation in his voice.
Daniel looked up at the pair, "Oh, um, sorry. But it looks like this was a bolthole for Marduk back in his heyday." He looked back at the glyphs, "Now, if I'm right, there should be an entire underground complex under here. I-I just need to find the glyphs describing Marduk's myth and find which of the glyphs are out of order like last time."
At that, Jack groaned, and Xander raised an eyebrow.
*So much for national security,* thought one.
*I'm missing something here,* thought the other.
* * *
They watched as the entrance ground open, revealing a stairway that led downstairs.
"Teal'c, stay here and keep watch," Xander said as he climbed down. "That staff of yours won't do much good underground."
"Indeed," Teal'c nodded.
Jack scowled.
* * *
Xander was taking point, and Jack found himself stuck with rear guard detail.
Which shouldn't be happening.
It wasn't that he particularly _minded_ rear guard detail, but _he_ was supposed to be the one giving orders, not Harris. He was the commanding officer here, after all... and far more importantly, this was Harris's first trip off-world.
*Still,* Jack conceded reluctantly, *the kid seems to know what he's doing. Mostly.*
"Uh, Doctor Jackson, what's that?" Xander asked, pointing at the peculiar round object resting on a pedestal.
"I'm... not sure," Daniel frowned.
"Oh, _I_ recognize that," Jack said as he walked over and picked up the Eye of Marduk. "This looks _exactly_ like that doohickey we ran into on P2X-338. You know, in that weird-looking pyramid?"
"Ziggurat."
"Right."
Click.
The ground rumbled and shook.
Xander looked around and swallowed, "Uh, sir, I think we just stepped into an Indiana Jones movie."
Jack glanced up, then at the Eye, then at the pedestal.
"Oops."
* * *
Author's Note:
Hi, again! Yes, it's another one of my annoying mid-chapter commercial break-style author's notes.
Who knows what that little gizmo will do for them? At the very least, it should shave around a billion dollars off their budget, judging from Hammond's comment in Politics. :-D
* * *
As the underground vault began to cave in, the three Tauri ran as fast as they could for the entrance.
Jack saw Daniel tumble out ahead of him. Suddenly, he felt Harris grab the back of his shirt and throw him forward, and he tumbled out just as fast. By then, all he could see was dust.
When the dust cleared, Teal'c looked around, "Were you unsuccessful, O'Neill?"
"Yeah," Jack muttered.
"Uh, where's Xander?" asked Daniel.
*Oh, great,* Jack thought as he looked around. *Not only does my second in command go crazy, but I lose a civilian who isn't even part of the SGC. This is _not_ my lucky planet.*
* * *
"Ow," Xander groaned as he sat up and looked around, seeing nothing but darkness. "Where the heck am I?"
The radio the SGC had given him crackled to life, and Jack's voice emerged, //Harris! Harris, do you copy?//
He fumbled around for the radio and pushed the transmit button.
"Yeah, I'm here. A little banged up, but I'm here." Xander picked himself up off the ground and reached for his flashlight. Flicking it on, he looked around, "I'm going to try and find another exit."
//All right. Radio back every fifteen minutes, got it?//
"Yes, sir."
Teal'c's voice came next, //Be swift, AlexanderHarris. We have but two hours before nightfall.//
"Gotcha," Xander replied. He played the flashlight around the room and headed for the only other entrance. He'd walked about fifty feet down the passage when he stopped.
He listened carefully.
*Huh. Thought I heard something...*
Something snarled in the darkness.
* * *
Author's Postscript:
Dun dun DUN!
Author: Cyclone
Feedback: Please be gentle.
Distribution: Gimme credit and a link. Plus, archived at http://fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=62966 or http://fanfiction.net/~cyclone
Rating: I'm gonna go say PG.
Spoilers: Up to Chosen of BtVS and somewhere in season seven of SG-1.
Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein belong to other people. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: This SGC is powerless as Major Carter's sanity hangs in the balance. Sequel to Blind Date.
Author's Note: Okay, this particular 'ship's been battering itself around in my head for a long time now.
* * *
"Hey, I think I found something," Daniel called.
At Jack's signal, Teal'c rose and stood guard while Jack and Xander headed over to where the archaeologist crouched.
"Whatcha got?" came the question in stereo.
Xander completely missed the annoyed look Jack shot him. As did Daniel, who was busy looking at his discovery.
"I-it's an unusual dialect," he said, tracing the runes, "but it clearly refers to the 'sanctuary of the gods.' Now, as I noted last time, it was obviously some sort of temple. At first I thought it was to Ra, but as it turns out, the language is a mixture of Egyptian and Babylonian. It looks like the temple was dedicated to Marduk, who, as you know..."
"Daniel, the point?" Jack interrupted, irritation in his voice.
Daniel looked up at the pair, "Oh, um, sorry. But it looks like this was a bolthole for Marduk back in his heyday." He looked back at the glyphs, "Now, if I'm right, there should be an entire underground complex under here. I-I just need to find the glyphs describing Marduk's myth and find which of the glyphs are out of order like last time."
At that, Jack groaned, and Xander raised an eyebrow.
*So much for national security,* thought one.
*I'm missing something here,* thought the other.
* * *
They watched as the entrance ground open, revealing a stairway that led downstairs.
"Teal'c, stay here and keep watch," Xander said as he climbed down. "That staff of yours won't do much good underground."
"Indeed," Teal'c nodded.
Jack scowled.
* * *
Xander was taking point, and Jack found himself stuck with rear guard detail.
Which shouldn't be happening.
It wasn't that he particularly _minded_ rear guard detail, but _he_ was supposed to be the one giving orders, not Harris. He was the commanding officer here, after all... and far more importantly, this was Harris's first trip off-world.
*Still,* Jack conceded reluctantly, *the kid seems to know what he's doing. Mostly.*
"Uh, Doctor Jackson, what's that?" Xander asked, pointing at the peculiar round object resting on a pedestal.
"I'm... not sure," Daniel frowned.
"Oh, _I_ recognize that," Jack said as he walked over and picked up the Eye of Marduk. "This looks _exactly_ like that doohickey we ran into on P2X-338. You know, in that weird-looking pyramid?"
"Ziggurat."
"Right."
Click.
The ground rumbled and shook.
Xander looked around and swallowed, "Uh, sir, I think we just stepped into an Indiana Jones movie."
Jack glanced up, then at the Eye, then at the pedestal.
"Oops."
* * *
Author's Note:
Hi, again! Yes, it's another one of my annoying mid-chapter commercial break-style author's notes.
Who knows what that little gizmo will do for them? At the very least, it should shave around a billion dollars off their budget, judging from Hammond's comment in Politics. :-D
* * *
As the underground vault began to cave in, the three Tauri ran as fast as they could for the entrance.
Jack saw Daniel tumble out ahead of him. Suddenly, he felt Harris grab the back of his shirt and throw him forward, and he tumbled out just as fast. By then, all he could see was dust.
When the dust cleared, Teal'c looked around, "Were you unsuccessful, O'Neill?"
"Yeah," Jack muttered.
"Uh, where's Xander?" asked Daniel.
*Oh, great,* Jack thought as he looked around. *Not only does my second in command go crazy, but I lose a civilian who isn't even part of the SGC. This is _not_ my lucky planet.*
* * *
"Ow," Xander groaned as he sat up and looked around, seeing nothing but darkness. "Where the heck am I?"
The radio the SGC had given him crackled to life, and Jack's voice emerged, //Harris! Harris, do you copy?//
He fumbled around for the radio and pushed the transmit button.
"Yeah, I'm here. A little banged up, but I'm here." Xander picked himself up off the ground and reached for his flashlight. Flicking it on, he looked around, "I'm going to try and find another exit."
//All right. Radio back every fifteen minutes, got it?//
"Yes, sir."
Teal'c's voice came next, //Be swift, AlexanderHarris. We have but two hours before nightfall.//
"Gotcha," Xander replied. He played the flashlight around the room and headed for the only other entrance. He'd walked about fifty feet down the passage when he stopped.
He listened carefully.
*Huh. Thought I heard something...*
Something snarled in the darkness.
* * *
Author's Postscript:
Dun dun DUN!