Authors Note~ This will probably be a very short chappie, as I introduce
the Big Bad and that's about it. Also, from this chapter on, they will have
some curse words. Be forewarned. —
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Thanks to all those who reviewed! It, like, made me write a whole chapter really quickly. And Aynot- thanks for being the first reviewer. Rouge Mage, JC6, and everyone else, thanks!
Cat- Willow will use her powers in front of them, that much for sure, and she will probably go on a different world...
Kate- I know they aren't in the same time zones, and I would probably have put the correct times if I knew the time difference. But, really, who cares? It isn't real life.
Jason- Yeah, the conversation is a bit stilted, but I'm not writing this professionally, am I?
Raven- Whoa. You did your homework. Maybe I shouldn't have put the times. But I felt like it. Also, I didn't know England had so many airports. And I wasn't paying attention when I wrote the time for that one scene. About the debriefing, err...
Disclaimer~ Would I write this if I owned Buffy and Stargate? _____________________________________________________________________
~Of World Collided~
~Chapter Two: And Yet Another Bad Guy~
Colorado, Cheyenne Mountain Complex, 10:24 A.M. July 2.
Willow was deep into her work when the Klaxons started to turn on overhead.
"Incoming Wormhole. Incoming Wormhole." The sergeant's call came over the intercom.
Willow currently was in the laboratory, looking over the sample minerals brought back from PX-2178. All the machines were on, yet it wasn't enough to drown out the intercom.
Chandra was running a diagnostic on the computers, from a recent episode with an alien encounter that destroyed the computer code. It wasn't fun work. They had spent the last week trying to rewrite it. All major stuff was still active, but the computer backup was pretty much gone.
"When will they learn that that sound disrupts our work?" Chandra complained. She looked over at Willow; her eyes were squinted and bleary from looking at the computer for over six hours straight.
Over the last month Willow had come to realize that Chandra was a pretty nice girl, and completely serious when it came to work. She was also the best the military had to offer.
"They prefer to know what's happening around base then letting us get on with our work in peace. But come on, I want to see who it is. We could get some exercise "
"Okay. But it's probably some Jaffa a Goa'uld sent to kill us all."
"You're such a pessimist."
"Yes, but I would prefer working—" She suddenly stopped talking. Looking at her computer, then Willow, a smile formed on her face.
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Upon arrival, the only people there in the room were the Sergeant, the General, and the SG-1. Apparently they must have gotten back from PX-2764.
"Who is it? No SG teams are out." The General inquired of the Sergeant at the control panel. The General must have arrived seconds before the two girls.
"It's the Tok'ra, General Hammond."
"Open the iris." He commanded.
"Opening."
The iris was a genius invention that did not allow matter to reintegrate, meaning that anyone who was not recognized was killed instantly upon arrival. A bit cruel, but it was pretty much the only thing protecting them from invasion from the Stargate.
"Willow! Chandra! How nice to see you not working." The two addressed turned to see Sam. She was with Dr. Jackson and Teal'c. O'Neill was standing with the General. Willow still felt uneasy around Teal'c, most likely because of the larval Goa'uld in him.
"Sam. Did you just get back from PX-2764?"
"Yes. I wonder what the Tok'ra want."
"What they always want. Help from us." Colonel O'Neill joined them. Willow couldn't help but like him. He always brought sarcastic humor to the most dire problems.
"You are most likely right, Colonel O'Neill." Teal'c looked at the Stargate, which was stable now. Three figures came through. "I do not recognize one of them."
They all turned to look. He was right. The first one was Jacob/Selmak, Sam's father, Martuf/Lashowe, (A/N- I let him live because I didn't know any other Tok'ra.) and a third figure. All three were dressed in what they probably considered "nice." Truth be told, Tok'ra didn't have much of a fashion sense.
"Stand down." The General addressed the soldiers who had their weapons pointed at the Tok'ra in the Stargate room. He nodded at SG-1, and the five went through the side door to the Embarkation Room. Willow and Chandra followed at a safe distance. They were curious of what the Tok'ra wanted. And they wanted to know who the new Tok'ra was.
"General. Sam." Jacob greeted them when they arrived. Sam went over and hugged him.
"Dad. What are you doing here?"
"I told you Carter. They want our help again. Right?" O'Neill sounded up. "Hi Jacob."
"Nice to see you too. You are right, again. We do need your help."
"That's what I said. Who are you?" The last question was directed at the unknown Tok'ra.
"Uh, I am Gartieh, host of Resnik." The host spoke.
"General Hammond, may we speak in private?" Lashowe made himself known.
"But, we'll also be there, right?" O'Neill asked.
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Planet Rethios, 10:36 A.M. June 6.
Sekhmet fumed. The Jaffa were absolutely worthless! First, a month back they failed to kill the ones who could bring her down, and gotten themselves killed in the process. Then, to make matters worse, her spies reported that the witch had a job in the SGC, and worked there, out of harm's way. Life was seriously unpleasant right now. Maybe she should go kill or torture someone...that always made her feel better.
That idiotic Anubis. He had been simply a pawn in her game. HE never knew what hit him. She had been right to kill him...
Her thoughts were disrupted by the sound of feet behind her.
"What?" She turned around. A runner stood there, obviously terrified to be in her chambers.
"Milady...Dand'tec says to tell you that the Quetem has fallen." Quetem. The reason she choose this planet. Once every five years, the planet went behind another planet, blocking the sunlight for fourteen months. Of course, here months and years were a fraction of Earth's months and years.
"And?"
"Well, the SG team hasn't left, and now that they are in darkness..." He trailed off suggestively.
"Oh, good. Very good." Sekhmet laughed. She was feeling better already. "Get Dand'tec on it straight away. We wouldn't want them leaving anytime soon."
"Yes, Milady." The runner's faced vamped. "We wouldn't want them to leave."
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Colorado, Cheyenne Mountain Complex, 10:39 A.M. June 6.
"Anubis is dead, every one of his Jaffa and followers were killed, including two spies." Lashowe told General Hammond and SG-1 in the briefing room. "Although one did get out in time." He nodded at Gartieh/Resnik. "We thought it best if he told you in person."
Resnik stood, "Everyone was killed by Jaffa with a symbol that has not been seen for eons. The Jaffa armor had lion heads, something that has never been seen before. Those who tried to escape were shot down. Anubis was captured and brought before a Goa'uld I have never seen before. She killed Anubis with a ball of lightning she summoned up."
Colonel O'Neill asked Resnik, "How did you escape then?"
"I play dead very well."
"But wouldn't the Jaffa go and shoot every body they saw again to make sure they were dead?" Carter asked the logical question.
"Good point, Major—"
"Carter."
"Major Carter, I also had an added advantage of being invisible and hidden underneath a bed."
"Oh. What did their symbol look like?"
"It was a lion's claw."
Daniel looked a bit worried at this. "A lion's claw? That is the symbol of Sekhmet, the Egyptian Goddess of War."
"Really?"
"Yes, but in ancient, ancient mythology, she was also the Goddess of Magic. That might have something to do with the ball of lightning you saw."
"I see." The General looked at the Tok'ra, "But what does this do with us?"
"General, I do not think you know just how powerful Anubis was. The fact that another Goa'uld, however powerful, was able to kill him in one shot is almost unthinkable. She should be eliminated, at any costs."
"Yeh, well, you know how much trouble we had with Anubis when he was alive, how effective do you think we are going to be?" The Colonel seemed eternally pessimistic.
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Willow sat in her room, listening in on their conversation with magic. As soon as the General and co. had retired to the Debriefing Room, Willow had said goodbye to Chandra and went to her rooms to eavesdrop on them.
She sighed. They were in deep shit now. The Jaffa that attacked her were in service of Sekhmet, and were vampires. That means some bad things. Very bad.
Willow got up. No use in moping. Better get back to the lab. Chandra would probably be missing her now.
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She found that she was wrong. Upon entering the lab, she encountered some heavy music. Chandra's head was shaking back and forth in beat to the music.
"What is this?" Willow yelled over the sound. Even the Bronze wasn't this loud.
"Oh. Hi, Willow! It's an Irish band, Flogging Molly."
"Flogging what?" At Chandra's look Willow added, "No, never mind. I don't want to know. Just...turn it down a bit. I won't be able to concentrate on my assignment."
"Yes. Please do." An unknown voice came from the doorway. Upon turning, Willow saw the new Tok'ra and Sam. They must have already finished in the debriefing room.
"Err, hi. What are you doing here?" Chandra was curious. She clicked off the music.
"Well, Sam was kind enough to show me around."
"Well, just don't let him near the computers, Sam. It was hell enough to start fixing the code, and if I do it again I will be a very angry and upset girl."
"But I doubt it, after all he is Tok'ra." Sam protested. It was Daniel's fault to begin with. She didn't have anything to do with it...
"Phewf." Willow waved it off. "That's what you said about what's- his-face, and he was human. Now look at us, we are stuck in the lab all day."
"Umm, what are you talking about?" The poor host. He actually looked confused and left out.
"Oh, about a week ago, SG-1 brought back a survivor from a planet. Turns out it was a setup. He had been hired by the Goa'uld to destroy us. But, he didn't get very far. And now we have to fix the damage he did." Willow looked at Sam. "I pretty much finished analyzing the mineral, looks like it had some naquadah in it, that's all. So, I'm going to take a break, and get some lunch."
Willow swept majestically out of the room, leaving Chandra to deal with the Tok'ra.
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The cafeteria was pretty much empty. The only people in it were some Airmen and Colonel O'Neill. Willow decided to join him, after getting her food, of course.
"So, Colonel, you have that face on."
"What face?" He looked a bit mad at her sitting there, but Willow ignored it.
"The one which we have a new big bad to face. So, who is it?"
"This new Goa'uld that killed Anubis."
"But that's good. Right?"
"Not really. Daniel is in his office, worrying and worrying, and telling us all the bad things about this Sekhmet gal."
"The Goddess of War? I hate to break it to you Colonel, but any Goa'uld who has that title, is bound to be our worst nightmare. Chow." Willow picked up her food and went to another table, as Teal'c had joined O'Neill. At least no one will be suspicious of her now if she talks about the Goa'uld.
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After finishing her lunch, Willow decided to stop by the infirmary before heading back to the lab. Chandra would undoubtly be pissed at her for leaving while someone else was there. That girl was just not social. And if anyone was in the lab, besides Willow and Sam, Chandra was just unpleasant. Really odd, if you thought about it, considering how Chandra had greeted Willow. Must have something to do about Orders from Hammond. Willow had accidentally overheard that.
Dr. Frasier was looking bored, when Willow entered. The Doctor didn't have much of a life, when there were no life-threatening things happening, and she wasn't working at the Air Force hospital this week, so the Dr. was glad for any excuse for doing anything.
"So, doctor, how's Cassandra?"
"Oh, she's fine. Better than fine. She's being a normal teen right now."
Willow laughed. "I kind of feel sorry for you."
"Thanks. That means so much to me. So, what are you doing down here." The doctor's tone took on an eager tone.
"Do you even have other hobbies? But no, I don't need to have any tests taken."
"Oh." Janet Frasier sounded disappointed.
"I'm just hiding out from Chandra. I left her with Sam and the new Tok'ra, and I doubt she's happy with me."
"Well—" Janet's voice was cut of by the arrival of said people.
"And this is our infirmary." Chandra was now leading the tour.
Willow was in a state of shock for quite a while after.
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So, what do you think? About half as short as the first chapter, and that is still a lot to me. Also, that bit about Goddess of Magic was just added for plot purposes, she probably is just a war goddess. And the part about Willow overhearing Hammonds orders about being nice- lets just say that Chandra was grousing about it over lunch one day with a fellow employee, with Willow sitting at a very close table. Most feedback is appreciated.
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Thanks to all those who reviewed! It, like, made me write a whole chapter really quickly. And Aynot- thanks for being the first reviewer. Rouge Mage, JC6, and everyone else, thanks!
Cat- Willow will use her powers in front of them, that much for sure, and she will probably go on a different world...
Kate- I know they aren't in the same time zones, and I would probably have put the correct times if I knew the time difference. But, really, who cares? It isn't real life.
Jason- Yeah, the conversation is a bit stilted, but I'm not writing this professionally, am I?
Raven- Whoa. You did your homework. Maybe I shouldn't have put the times. But I felt like it. Also, I didn't know England had so many airports. And I wasn't paying attention when I wrote the time for that one scene. About the debriefing, err...
Disclaimer~ Would I write this if I owned Buffy and Stargate? _____________________________________________________________________
~Of World Collided~
~Chapter Two: And Yet Another Bad Guy~
Colorado, Cheyenne Mountain Complex, 10:24 A.M. July 2.
Willow was deep into her work when the Klaxons started to turn on overhead.
"Incoming Wormhole. Incoming Wormhole." The sergeant's call came over the intercom.
Willow currently was in the laboratory, looking over the sample minerals brought back from PX-2178. All the machines were on, yet it wasn't enough to drown out the intercom.
Chandra was running a diagnostic on the computers, from a recent episode with an alien encounter that destroyed the computer code. It wasn't fun work. They had spent the last week trying to rewrite it. All major stuff was still active, but the computer backup was pretty much gone.
"When will they learn that that sound disrupts our work?" Chandra complained. She looked over at Willow; her eyes were squinted and bleary from looking at the computer for over six hours straight.
Over the last month Willow had come to realize that Chandra was a pretty nice girl, and completely serious when it came to work. She was also the best the military had to offer.
"They prefer to know what's happening around base then letting us get on with our work in peace. But come on, I want to see who it is. We could get some exercise "
"Okay. But it's probably some Jaffa a Goa'uld sent to kill us all."
"You're such a pessimist."
"Yes, but I would prefer working—" She suddenly stopped talking. Looking at her computer, then Willow, a smile formed on her face.
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Upon arrival, the only people there in the room were the Sergeant, the General, and the SG-1. Apparently they must have gotten back from PX-2764.
"Who is it? No SG teams are out." The General inquired of the Sergeant at the control panel. The General must have arrived seconds before the two girls.
"It's the Tok'ra, General Hammond."
"Open the iris." He commanded.
"Opening."
The iris was a genius invention that did not allow matter to reintegrate, meaning that anyone who was not recognized was killed instantly upon arrival. A bit cruel, but it was pretty much the only thing protecting them from invasion from the Stargate.
"Willow! Chandra! How nice to see you not working." The two addressed turned to see Sam. She was with Dr. Jackson and Teal'c. O'Neill was standing with the General. Willow still felt uneasy around Teal'c, most likely because of the larval Goa'uld in him.
"Sam. Did you just get back from PX-2764?"
"Yes. I wonder what the Tok'ra want."
"What they always want. Help from us." Colonel O'Neill joined them. Willow couldn't help but like him. He always brought sarcastic humor to the most dire problems.
"You are most likely right, Colonel O'Neill." Teal'c looked at the Stargate, which was stable now. Three figures came through. "I do not recognize one of them."
They all turned to look. He was right. The first one was Jacob/Selmak, Sam's father, Martuf/Lashowe, (A/N- I let him live because I didn't know any other Tok'ra.) and a third figure. All three were dressed in what they probably considered "nice." Truth be told, Tok'ra didn't have much of a fashion sense.
"Stand down." The General addressed the soldiers who had their weapons pointed at the Tok'ra in the Stargate room. He nodded at SG-1, and the five went through the side door to the Embarkation Room. Willow and Chandra followed at a safe distance. They were curious of what the Tok'ra wanted. And they wanted to know who the new Tok'ra was.
"General. Sam." Jacob greeted them when they arrived. Sam went over and hugged him.
"Dad. What are you doing here?"
"I told you Carter. They want our help again. Right?" O'Neill sounded up. "Hi Jacob."
"Nice to see you too. You are right, again. We do need your help."
"That's what I said. Who are you?" The last question was directed at the unknown Tok'ra.
"Uh, I am Gartieh, host of Resnik." The host spoke.
"General Hammond, may we speak in private?" Lashowe made himself known.
"But, we'll also be there, right?" O'Neill asked.
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Planet Rethios, 10:36 A.M. June 6.
Sekhmet fumed. The Jaffa were absolutely worthless! First, a month back they failed to kill the ones who could bring her down, and gotten themselves killed in the process. Then, to make matters worse, her spies reported that the witch had a job in the SGC, and worked there, out of harm's way. Life was seriously unpleasant right now. Maybe she should go kill or torture someone...that always made her feel better.
That idiotic Anubis. He had been simply a pawn in her game. HE never knew what hit him. She had been right to kill him...
Her thoughts were disrupted by the sound of feet behind her.
"What?" She turned around. A runner stood there, obviously terrified to be in her chambers.
"Milady...Dand'tec says to tell you that the Quetem has fallen." Quetem. The reason she choose this planet. Once every five years, the planet went behind another planet, blocking the sunlight for fourteen months. Of course, here months and years were a fraction of Earth's months and years.
"And?"
"Well, the SG team hasn't left, and now that they are in darkness..." He trailed off suggestively.
"Oh, good. Very good." Sekhmet laughed. She was feeling better already. "Get Dand'tec on it straight away. We wouldn't want them leaving anytime soon."
"Yes, Milady." The runner's faced vamped. "We wouldn't want them to leave."
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Colorado, Cheyenne Mountain Complex, 10:39 A.M. June 6.
"Anubis is dead, every one of his Jaffa and followers were killed, including two spies." Lashowe told General Hammond and SG-1 in the briefing room. "Although one did get out in time." He nodded at Gartieh/Resnik. "We thought it best if he told you in person."
Resnik stood, "Everyone was killed by Jaffa with a symbol that has not been seen for eons. The Jaffa armor had lion heads, something that has never been seen before. Those who tried to escape were shot down. Anubis was captured and brought before a Goa'uld I have never seen before. She killed Anubis with a ball of lightning she summoned up."
Colonel O'Neill asked Resnik, "How did you escape then?"
"I play dead very well."
"But wouldn't the Jaffa go and shoot every body they saw again to make sure they were dead?" Carter asked the logical question.
"Good point, Major—"
"Carter."
"Major Carter, I also had an added advantage of being invisible and hidden underneath a bed."
"Oh. What did their symbol look like?"
"It was a lion's claw."
Daniel looked a bit worried at this. "A lion's claw? That is the symbol of Sekhmet, the Egyptian Goddess of War."
"Really?"
"Yes, but in ancient, ancient mythology, she was also the Goddess of Magic. That might have something to do with the ball of lightning you saw."
"I see." The General looked at the Tok'ra, "But what does this do with us?"
"General, I do not think you know just how powerful Anubis was. The fact that another Goa'uld, however powerful, was able to kill him in one shot is almost unthinkable. She should be eliminated, at any costs."
"Yeh, well, you know how much trouble we had with Anubis when he was alive, how effective do you think we are going to be?" The Colonel seemed eternally pessimistic.
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Willow sat in her room, listening in on their conversation with magic. As soon as the General and co. had retired to the Debriefing Room, Willow had said goodbye to Chandra and went to her rooms to eavesdrop on them.
She sighed. They were in deep shit now. The Jaffa that attacked her were in service of Sekhmet, and were vampires. That means some bad things. Very bad.
Willow got up. No use in moping. Better get back to the lab. Chandra would probably be missing her now.
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She found that she was wrong. Upon entering the lab, she encountered some heavy music. Chandra's head was shaking back and forth in beat to the music.
"What is this?" Willow yelled over the sound. Even the Bronze wasn't this loud.
"Oh. Hi, Willow! It's an Irish band, Flogging Molly."
"Flogging what?" At Chandra's look Willow added, "No, never mind. I don't want to know. Just...turn it down a bit. I won't be able to concentrate on my assignment."
"Yes. Please do." An unknown voice came from the doorway. Upon turning, Willow saw the new Tok'ra and Sam. They must have already finished in the debriefing room.
"Err, hi. What are you doing here?" Chandra was curious. She clicked off the music.
"Well, Sam was kind enough to show me around."
"Well, just don't let him near the computers, Sam. It was hell enough to start fixing the code, and if I do it again I will be a very angry and upset girl."
"But I doubt it, after all he is Tok'ra." Sam protested. It was Daniel's fault to begin with. She didn't have anything to do with it...
"Phewf." Willow waved it off. "That's what you said about what's- his-face, and he was human. Now look at us, we are stuck in the lab all day."
"Umm, what are you talking about?" The poor host. He actually looked confused and left out.
"Oh, about a week ago, SG-1 brought back a survivor from a planet. Turns out it was a setup. He had been hired by the Goa'uld to destroy us. But, he didn't get very far. And now we have to fix the damage he did." Willow looked at Sam. "I pretty much finished analyzing the mineral, looks like it had some naquadah in it, that's all. So, I'm going to take a break, and get some lunch."
Willow swept majestically out of the room, leaving Chandra to deal with the Tok'ra.
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The cafeteria was pretty much empty. The only people in it were some Airmen and Colonel O'Neill. Willow decided to join him, after getting her food, of course.
"So, Colonel, you have that face on."
"What face?" He looked a bit mad at her sitting there, but Willow ignored it.
"The one which we have a new big bad to face. So, who is it?"
"This new Goa'uld that killed Anubis."
"But that's good. Right?"
"Not really. Daniel is in his office, worrying and worrying, and telling us all the bad things about this Sekhmet gal."
"The Goddess of War? I hate to break it to you Colonel, but any Goa'uld who has that title, is bound to be our worst nightmare. Chow." Willow picked up her food and went to another table, as Teal'c had joined O'Neill. At least no one will be suspicious of her now if she talks about the Goa'uld.
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After finishing her lunch, Willow decided to stop by the infirmary before heading back to the lab. Chandra would undoubtly be pissed at her for leaving while someone else was there. That girl was just not social. And if anyone was in the lab, besides Willow and Sam, Chandra was just unpleasant. Really odd, if you thought about it, considering how Chandra had greeted Willow. Must have something to do about Orders from Hammond. Willow had accidentally overheard that.
Dr. Frasier was looking bored, when Willow entered. The Doctor didn't have much of a life, when there were no life-threatening things happening, and she wasn't working at the Air Force hospital this week, so the Dr. was glad for any excuse for doing anything.
"So, doctor, how's Cassandra?"
"Oh, she's fine. Better than fine. She's being a normal teen right now."
Willow laughed. "I kind of feel sorry for you."
"Thanks. That means so much to me. So, what are you doing down here." The doctor's tone took on an eager tone.
"Do you even have other hobbies? But no, I don't need to have any tests taken."
"Oh." Janet Frasier sounded disappointed.
"I'm just hiding out from Chandra. I left her with Sam and the new Tok'ra, and I doubt she's happy with me."
"Well—" Janet's voice was cut of by the arrival of said people.
"And this is our infirmary." Chandra was now leading the tour.
Willow was in a state of shock for quite a while after.
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So, what do you think? About half as short as the first chapter, and that is still a lot to me. Also, that bit about Goddess of Magic was just added for plot purposes, she probably is just a war goddess. And the part about Willow overhearing Hammonds orders about being nice- lets just say that Chandra was grousing about it over lunch one day with a fellow employee, with Willow sitting at a very close table. Most feedback is appreciated.