Author's Note~ After this chapter, I get to bring Buffy and co. back into
the story. Go me, go me! Also, with the Tok'ra, if you see the words
Gartieh or Resnik, that means who is talking, and who is "in control."
I am SO sorry about the delay. I meant to update about three days ago. Unfortunately the computer with Internet access decided that it hated me, so long story short, we had to put Internet connection onto another computer, which took FOREVER!
Also, thanks once again for the reviews. They make me very happy.
Aynot- Thanks again for reviewing, and thanks for the info on Sekhmet and Isis.
John- Well, there are probably going to be some vampires on base, but who is a good question...
SGCFan- I'll admit I don't like them ether, so I'll try to cut down on them. The facts? Well, nobody's perfect.
Dur'id the Druid- Well thanks, I think.
Horsefly- Well, Willow would be working for over a month. Not a lot of time to get used to things, but she's a smart girl.
And thanks for all the others who reviewed.
Disclaimer~ I hate the Disclaimer— they just bring to reality that I don't own anything.
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~Of Worlds Collided~
~Chapter Three: No, Magic is real~
PX-1794, 11:00 A.M. June 6
Major Samuel Jennings sighed. This infernal darkness! It had started this morning and was very annoying.
They had been on this planet for over a month now, and still he couldn't shake off that feeling of unease and worry. If felt like something evil lurked here, but nothing alive had been seen, and nothing had come through the Stargate since they had been there. And yet...
A sudden scream ripped through the morning air, and startling the Major, causing him to spill his coffee over the table in the tent.
Quickly grabbing his M16, he ran out of the tent. The scream had come from the mining area.
Upon arriving, he found the rest of the team there, bending over Private Johnings. He had a neck wound that looked severe.
Capt. Redson looked over at him.
"We need to get him through the Stargate and to the Doctor."
Jennings nodded, "Redson and I will get him to the Stargate, you two, pack the basics. Now!" The corporeal and private nodded and moved off.
He nodded to Redson, and they picked Johnings up.
"We should run for it. Ready?" At her nod, they started jogging. Jennings hoped they could save him.
He didn't see the vampires in the woods.
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Colorado, Cheyenne Mountain Complex, 11:10 A.M. June 6
Willow was shocked out of her shock by the klaxons.
"Incoming wormhole. Incoming wormhole." Gartieh looked over at Chandra. "What is that?"
She laughed. "The Stargate, come on, let's see who's it is." She looked at Willow, "Are you coming?"
"Uh, no." She shook her head. "No."
"Okay then."
"I have to go." Sam nodded at them before leaving. Chandra and Gartieh followed her.
"So why aren't you going?" Janet looked over her coffee mug at her.
"Well, there is a SG team out. So I'm betting that they have a wounded member."
Sure enough, "Medic team to the Stargate. Medic team to the Stargate."
"How do you guess this stuff." Janet shook her head, put down her coffee, and left at a run.
"I don't." Willow said to Janet's back. She sighed and followed her.
Why was it that every day brought more and more problems?
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"What do you think it is?" Chandra asked Willow when she joined her in the Embarkation room.
"How would I know? I just arrived." Chandra snorted at her before her attention was drawn back to the man on the floor.
"Willow! Come here." Dr. Frasier called to her. The room was packed. SG-1 and General Hammond, along with the SG team and a medic team, were with the doctor.
"Me? Why?"
"Just come here."
Willow complied and knelt down by Janet. The doctor lifted the neck and twisted it to show the bite marks.
"You know a lot. Have you ever seen this before?" Willow stared at the bite marks. Shit!
"Uh...no. But—" She was cut of by an exclamation by the doctor, "He's still alive, but just barely. We need to get him to the infirmary now! Let's move people!"
"Uh...Janet, that might be a bad idea."
"Excuse me?" Janet looked at her. The man was born off to the infirmary.
"Well, just that..." Willow trailed off lamely.
Janet looked at her before running off.
"You really don't what you are getting into." Willow whispered. She sighed and went through the door to go to the lab.
One person heard her.
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Willow was playing with her tools when the code red started. She looked up with disinterest before going back to her game.
Only when the crash outside the room started that she got up. Going out the door, she found the formerly live man and Gartieh in the hall.
The vampire was holding a gun to the Tok'ra, and his back was to her.
Willow sighed inwardly. It really sucked being right all the time.
"Hey! Fang Boy! I thought I'll never see the day when your kind used guns!" The vampire snarled and turned.
"Little girls like you should be running." He shot the gun at her.
"PROTECT!" Willow yelled as she lifted her hands. A force field went up around her as three bullets hit it.
"What the—" The vampire looked dumbfounded.
"Do you vampires have any other facial expression?" She asked it.
"Why you little..." He lunged at her but was brought up short by the force field.
"Can't finish your sentences?" She taunted him.
Realizing that she would have to kill him really soon, she looked around her. Anything wooden would do.
"Oh! Pencil!" Swooping down she grabbed it. It must have been the one that she lost this morning.
Stepping outside the protective field, she ducked his arm and went in for the kill.
As he dusted she smirked, "Comes with years with the Slayer."
SG-1 choose that moment to make an appearance.
Jack came first and saw the last of the dust poof.
"What was that?" He demanded.
"That was the guy who had the neck wound."
"How...how...how did you do that?" Gartieh was staring at her. She had completely forgotten that he was there. Willow cursed herself.
Jack looked between them, "What?"
Willow looked nervously around, "Err..."
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Colorado, Cheyenne Mountain Complex, 12:47 A.M. June 6.
The Tok'ra, Hammond, and SG-1 sat facing Willow in the Debriefing Room. Gartieh was questioning Willow.
"Now how did you create that force field?"
"Trick of light?"
"Unlikely, if it wasn't there then how did it stop the bullets?"
"The gun was empty, see, it only made noises, there were no bullets." Willow lied.
"Then what did I see come from the gun?"
"Nothing, it was a trick of light."
"I know you are lying Miss Rosenburg. How did that man turn into dust when you staked him with your pencil?"
"Um... trick of light?"
"I know you are hiding something, what happened? I know what I saw, my symbiote always sees past illusion."
Now Willow was stumped, so she just picked an answer.
"Trick of light?"
"Oh, for crying out loud!" Jack was apparently annoyed enough by Willow to ignore General Hammond's orders to not talk.
"Pop in the tape," Jack ordered Sam.
"Tape?" Willow said weakly.
"Yes, the security tape." Uh-uh.
Willow watched herself on the tape with growing dread.
"PROTECT!"
She watched the shield go up around her, and the bullets bounced off.
She watched her stake the vampire and heard herself say, "Comes with years with the Slayer."
Willow was really hating herself right now.
Gartieh looked annoyed, "And you couldn't just show that in the beginning?"
"Well, it was amusing watching you interrogate her."
"Jack!" Daniel looked annoyed at him, "I think the main point here is how she did that. I mean, it could be a significant advantage against the Goa'uld."
"Hey! I'm still here!" Willow was annoyed.
"Yes. We are sorry. Tell me; are you some kind of alien race? If you are, we would like to align ourselves with yours and trade technology and knowledge." Daniel asked her. (A/N- don't you get annoyed when he always does that? First question off his mouth, when he should be quiet.)
"Don't you ever get tired of asking that question? And no, I am not an alien race. I'm as human as he is." She pointed at Teal'c, and then frowned. "Bad choice. But the point is, I am human."
"Really? Then I am interested in how you did that. Some kind of advanced technology?" Resnik wanted to know.
"Lets me put it this way..." Willow paused, then continued, "You are always saving Earth from aliens. You never seem to think that maybe, you should be looking closer to home for dangers. There are things that go bump in the night. In a way, I am part of them." She pointed at the VCR, and the tape came out. Willow made a fist, and the tape crunched. She heard the startled exclamations, but continued, "I am part of the mystical aspect of this world. You could call me a witch or Wicca. I draw upon the Earth's power and everything around me for my magic. You say there is no such thing as gods, but there is. Hellgods, from the plane of Hell, The Powers That Be, celestial beings, which have a warrior who fight the evil of the world. 'Into each generation a girl is born, One Girl in all the world. She alone will have the power and strength to fight the demons, the vampires, and the Forces of Darkness.'" She recited. Willow looked around her, and could see no one really believed her. "About five months ago I changed that. I used the Scythes power to activate the Slayers. You should also know that at any time, this world could be destroyed by Evil who wishes it. For the last seven years, I fought with the Slayer, and adverted at least nine apocalypses. We have at least seven hundred Slayers by now, and every single one of them have the strength to throw a bus twenty feet, are the equal of ten men, can use any weapon by simply picking it up, and could beat your asses if they wanted to. You should be glad the Goa'uld haven't heard of them. I know you don't believe me, but that's your loss. You want to know why Sekhmet could destroy Anubis? She was a witch. Her Jaffa are vampires, and three of them attacked me before I came here. Is that all you want to know?"
"Well, it is a bit much..." Daniel took off his glasses, and started cleaning them.
Willow smiled, "You remind me so much of Giles."
"Who?" Daniel looked interested.
"Rupert Giles, Buffy's Watcher."
"Who's Buffy and what is a Watcher?" Gartieh asked.
"Buffy is the Slayer who asked me to activate the Slayers, to fight the First. A Watcher is the person who trains and teaches a Slayer. Most of them were destroyed when the Council's building blew up."
"Wait- Rupert Giles?" Daniel looked a bit shocked.
"Yes. Why?"
"Well, after I wrote those articles about the pyramids, he approached me and told me all about this world about demons and vampires. I thought he was simply crazy, looking to talk to another "crazy man". If she says that she knows him, and that he is involved with all this "magic", maybe there is some truth to her story."
"Yes, good, some people who believe me! Anyways, I can prove it, if not by magic, but by some people I know."
"Wait, wait, wait. Who cares about all this magic. You said you were attacked by Jaffa, here on Earth? And— Hey! How did you know that Sekhmet killed Anubis? That was strictly confidential!" Jack looked a bit annoyed.
"Well, I err, kind of eavesdropped on you." Willow looked very sheepish.
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Whew! I really don't like that speech Willow did, but I was the best I could do. Also, none of what I written say out loud that Sekhmet is a witch, or the host is. Willow simply used common sense. Vampires, big balls of lightning, killing Anubis. Anyways, you know how Willow is the most powerful Wicca in the Western Hemisphere? Maybe I should have a character that is the most powerful Wicca in the Eastern Hemisphere... Also, because of the time difference, does anybody know what time it would be in Colorado if it was 6:17 P.M. in London?
I am SO sorry about the delay. I meant to update about three days ago. Unfortunately the computer with Internet access decided that it hated me, so long story short, we had to put Internet connection onto another computer, which took FOREVER!
Also, thanks once again for the reviews. They make me very happy.
Aynot- Thanks again for reviewing, and thanks for the info on Sekhmet and Isis.
John- Well, there are probably going to be some vampires on base, but who is a good question...
SGCFan- I'll admit I don't like them ether, so I'll try to cut down on them. The facts? Well, nobody's perfect.
Dur'id the Druid- Well thanks, I think.
Horsefly- Well, Willow would be working for over a month. Not a lot of time to get used to things, but she's a smart girl.
And thanks for all the others who reviewed.
Disclaimer~ I hate the Disclaimer— they just bring to reality that I don't own anything.
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~Of Worlds Collided~
~Chapter Three: No, Magic is real~
PX-1794, 11:00 A.M. June 6
Major Samuel Jennings sighed. This infernal darkness! It had started this morning and was very annoying.
They had been on this planet for over a month now, and still he couldn't shake off that feeling of unease and worry. If felt like something evil lurked here, but nothing alive had been seen, and nothing had come through the Stargate since they had been there. And yet...
A sudden scream ripped through the morning air, and startling the Major, causing him to spill his coffee over the table in the tent.
Quickly grabbing his M16, he ran out of the tent. The scream had come from the mining area.
Upon arriving, he found the rest of the team there, bending over Private Johnings. He had a neck wound that looked severe.
Capt. Redson looked over at him.
"We need to get him through the Stargate and to the Doctor."
Jennings nodded, "Redson and I will get him to the Stargate, you two, pack the basics. Now!" The corporeal and private nodded and moved off.
He nodded to Redson, and they picked Johnings up.
"We should run for it. Ready?" At her nod, they started jogging. Jennings hoped they could save him.
He didn't see the vampires in the woods.
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Colorado, Cheyenne Mountain Complex, 11:10 A.M. June 6
Willow was shocked out of her shock by the klaxons.
"Incoming wormhole. Incoming wormhole." Gartieh looked over at Chandra. "What is that?"
She laughed. "The Stargate, come on, let's see who's it is." She looked at Willow, "Are you coming?"
"Uh, no." She shook her head. "No."
"Okay then."
"I have to go." Sam nodded at them before leaving. Chandra and Gartieh followed her.
"So why aren't you going?" Janet looked over her coffee mug at her.
"Well, there is a SG team out. So I'm betting that they have a wounded member."
Sure enough, "Medic team to the Stargate. Medic team to the Stargate."
"How do you guess this stuff." Janet shook her head, put down her coffee, and left at a run.
"I don't." Willow said to Janet's back. She sighed and followed her.
Why was it that every day brought more and more problems?
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"What do you think it is?" Chandra asked Willow when she joined her in the Embarkation room.
"How would I know? I just arrived." Chandra snorted at her before her attention was drawn back to the man on the floor.
"Willow! Come here." Dr. Frasier called to her. The room was packed. SG-1 and General Hammond, along with the SG team and a medic team, were with the doctor.
"Me? Why?"
"Just come here."
Willow complied and knelt down by Janet. The doctor lifted the neck and twisted it to show the bite marks.
"You know a lot. Have you ever seen this before?" Willow stared at the bite marks. Shit!
"Uh...no. But—" She was cut of by an exclamation by the doctor, "He's still alive, but just barely. We need to get him to the infirmary now! Let's move people!"
"Uh...Janet, that might be a bad idea."
"Excuse me?" Janet looked at her. The man was born off to the infirmary.
"Well, just that..." Willow trailed off lamely.
Janet looked at her before running off.
"You really don't what you are getting into." Willow whispered. She sighed and went through the door to go to the lab.
One person heard her.
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Willow was playing with her tools when the code red started. She looked up with disinterest before going back to her game.
Only when the crash outside the room started that she got up. Going out the door, she found the formerly live man and Gartieh in the hall.
The vampire was holding a gun to the Tok'ra, and his back was to her.
Willow sighed inwardly. It really sucked being right all the time.
"Hey! Fang Boy! I thought I'll never see the day when your kind used guns!" The vampire snarled and turned.
"Little girls like you should be running." He shot the gun at her.
"PROTECT!" Willow yelled as she lifted her hands. A force field went up around her as three bullets hit it.
"What the—" The vampire looked dumbfounded.
"Do you vampires have any other facial expression?" She asked it.
"Why you little..." He lunged at her but was brought up short by the force field.
"Can't finish your sentences?" She taunted him.
Realizing that she would have to kill him really soon, she looked around her. Anything wooden would do.
"Oh! Pencil!" Swooping down she grabbed it. It must have been the one that she lost this morning.
Stepping outside the protective field, she ducked his arm and went in for the kill.
As he dusted she smirked, "Comes with years with the Slayer."
SG-1 choose that moment to make an appearance.
Jack came first and saw the last of the dust poof.
"What was that?" He demanded.
"That was the guy who had the neck wound."
"How...how...how did you do that?" Gartieh was staring at her. She had completely forgotten that he was there. Willow cursed herself.
Jack looked between them, "What?"
Willow looked nervously around, "Err..."
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Colorado, Cheyenne Mountain Complex, 12:47 A.M. June 6.
The Tok'ra, Hammond, and SG-1 sat facing Willow in the Debriefing Room. Gartieh was questioning Willow.
"Now how did you create that force field?"
"Trick of light?"
"Unlikely, if it wasn't there then how did it stop the bullets?"
"The gun was empty, see, it only made noises, there were no bullets." Willow lied.
"Then what did I see come from the gun?"
"Nothing, it was a trick of light."
"I know you are lying Miss Rosenburg. How did that man turn into dust when you staked him with your pencil?"
"Um... trick of light?"
"I know you are hiding something, what happened? I know what I saw, my symbiote always sees past illusion."
Now Willow was stumped, so she just picked an answer.
"Trick of light?"
"Oh, for crying out loud!" Jack was apparently annoyed enough by Willow to ignore General Hammond's orders to not talk.
"Pop in the tape," Jack ordered Sam.
"Tape?" Willow said weakly.
"Yes, the security tape." Uh-uh.
Willow watched herself on the tape with growing dread.
"PROTECT!"
She watched the shield go up around her, and the bullets bounced off.
She watched her stake the vampire and heard herself say, "Comes with years with the Slayer."
Willow was really hating herself right now.
Gartieh looked annoyed, "And you couldn't just show that in the beginning?"
"Well, it was amusing watching you interrogate her."
"Jack!" Daniel looked annoyed at him, "I think the main point here is how she did that. I mean, it could be a significant advantage against the Goa'uld."
"Hey! I'm still here!" Willow was annoyed.
"Yes. We are sorry. Tell me; are you some kind of alien race? If you are, we would like to align ourselves with yours and trade technology and knowledge." Daniel asked her. (A/N- don't you get annoyed when he always does that? First question off his mouth, when he should be quiet.)
"Don't you ever get tired of asking that question? And no, I am not an alien race. I'm as human as he is." She pointed at Teal'c, and then frowned. "Bad choice. But the point is, I am human."
"Really? Then I am interested in how you did that. Some kind of advanced technology?" Resnik wanted to know.
"Lets me put it this way..." Willow paused, then continued, "You are always saving Earth from aliens. You never seem to think that maybe, you should be looking closer to home for dangers. There are things that go bump in the night. In a way, I am part of them." She pointed at the VCR, and the tape came out. Willow made a fist, and the tape crunched. She heard the startled exclamations, but continued, "I am part of the mystical aspect of this world. You could call me a witch or Wicca. I draw upon the Earth's power and everything around me for my magic. You say there is no such thing as gods, but there is. Hellgods, from the plane of Hell, The Powers That Be, celestial beings, which have a warrior who fight the evil of the world. 'Into each generation a girl is born, One Girl in all the world. She alone will have the power and strength to fight the demons, the vampires, and the Forces of Darkness.'" She recited. Willow looked around her, and could see no one really believed her. "About five months ago I changed that. I used the Scythes power to activate the Slayers. You should also know that at any time, this world could be destroyed by Evil who wishes it. For the last seven years, I fought with the Slayer, and adverted at least nine apocalypses. We have at least seven hundred Slayers by now, and every single one of them have the strength to throw a bus twenty feet, are the equal of ten men, can use any weapon by simply picking it up, and could beat your asses if they wanted to. You should be glad the Goa'uld haven't heard of them. I know you don't believe me, but that's your loss. You want to know why Sekhmet could destroy Anubis? She was a witch. Her Jaffa are vampires, and three of them attacked me before I came here. Is that all you want to know?"
"Well, it is a bit much..." Daniel took off his glasses, and started cleaning them.
Willow smiled, "You remind me so much of Giles."
"Who?" Daniel looked interested.
"Rupert Giles, Buffy's Watcher."
"Who's Buffy and what is a Watcher?" Gartieh asked.
"Buffy is the Slayer who asked me to activate the Slayers, to fight the First. A Watcher is the person who trains and teaches a Slayer. Most of them were destroyed when the Council's building blew up."
"Wait- Rupert Giles?" Daniel looked a bit shocked.
"Yes. Why?"
"Well, after I wrote those articles about the pyramids, he approached me and told me all about this world about demons and vampires. I thought he was simply crazy, looking to talk to another "crazy man". If she says that she knows him, and that he is involved with all this "magic", maybe there is some truth to her story."
"Yes, good, some people who believe me! Anyways, I can prove it, if not by magic, but by some people I know."
"Wait, wait, wait. Who cares about all this magic. You said you were attacked by Jaffa, here on Earth? And— Hey! How did you know that Sekhmet killed Anubis? That was strictly confidential!" Jack looked a bit annoyed.
"Well, I err, kind of eavesdropped on you." Willow looked very sheepish.
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Whew! I really don't like that speech Willow did, but I was the best I could do. Also, none of what I written say out loud that Sekhmet is a witch, or the host is. Willow simply used common sense. Vampires, big balls of lightning, killing Anubis. Anyways, you know how Willow is the most powerful Wicca in the Western Hemisphere? Maybe I should have a character that is the most powerful Wicca in the Eastern Hemisphere... Also, because of the time difference, does anybody know what time it would be in Colorado if it was 6:17 P.M. in London?