Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters or anything like
that, except Kazak.
Thanks in advance for glancing in the direction of my story. I'm hoping for reviews. I'll keep going, putting up new chapters as often as I can. I'll go faster if people tell me they like it. ^_^
"Understand this, there was once an alliance of four great races in the galaxy; the Asgaard, the Nox, the Furlings and the Ancients." ~Quote from The Fifth Race. This story is an idea as to who the Furlings are and what happened to them.
Furlings: Briefing
After a few hours of sleep and a hot meal, Daniel returned to the room where he had left the Furling. When he entered the room, he found him curled up, asleep in a corner on the floor. Being an anthropologist, Daniel wasn't totally caught off guard by this, it was common for other cultures to sleep in different manners. When the door clanged shut behind him Daniel saw Kazak's pointed ears flinch. The beast opened his eyes and then stood up. When on his feet, he yawned and stretched his arms high above his head. In the process he showed off his claws as he spread his fingers apart and Daniel got to see the true beauty of these deadly weapons.
"Good morning. Sleep well?" Daniel inquired when the beast appeared more awake.
"Reasonably." Kazak responded with less of a growl then usual. He was slowly adapting to the alien language. Kazak then walked over to the table where the tray of fruit sat and looked at the assortment. He had been to many planets and seen many different kinds of fruit, but still some of these surprised him. He picked up a round, red piece that was about the size of his hand and bit into it, his sharp teeth easily slicing through the thin skin. It was sweet and sour at the same time, yet it had a very appealing taste.
"That is called an apple." Daniel said upon seeing the delighted expression on the Furling's face.
"It's good." The two sat and enjoyed a few more fruits and vegetables before Daniel realized it was time for the morning briefing. He explained to Kazak that SG-1 and General Hammond would be at the briefing and they wanted Kazak to be there so they could talk more. Kazak agreed because he wanted to talk more as well.
The two left and headed to the briefing room. On the way, Kazak realized this enclosed facility was preventing him from becoming in tune with the planet. Usually, by seeing the sun and sniffing the air he could feel the life of everything around him and he would increase his awareness of his surroundings. But here, in this walled fortress, he could not see the sun, nor smell the air. This made him slightly uneasy, but he would have to deal with it.
When they arrived at the briefing room, the rest of SG-1 was already waiting for them. Daniel offered Kazak the chair at the head of the table opposite to the general and he himself sat in the chair beside Carter. Before the Humans could start the briefing, Kazak spoke up.
"Major Carter, how are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, thanks to you." She said with a smile.
"No more cravings for Sha-ahk-kra berries?"
"No, I don't have any more of those thoughts."
"Good, then it's all worn off." There was a pause as Kazak locked eyes with Teal'c. "Teal'c, as long as we've been in the same room, you have not taken you're eyes off me. Can I ask why?"
"There is a legend among the Jaffa, the Rik'shira." Teal'c began.
"Translation?" O'Neill inquired.
"Demon." Daniel broke in.
Teal'c continued. "The demon is said to be sent by the evil ones to kill the Gods. He must be stopped at all cost. Legend says they are primitive creatures who kill with no weapons, but can massacre a hundred Jaffa warriors with ease." Everyone looked toward Kazak who chuckled at the story.
"Jaffa like to exaggerate." Kazak stated. There was a brief moment of silence, but it was quickly broken.
"OK, now that that's settled. Kazak, I would like to thank you for what you did for Major Carter and for the rest of the team while they were off-world." Hammond said. Hammond and SG-1 had already discussed the mission and now they had brought Kazak in to talk about anything and everything else he might know.
"It was no problem. They helped me as much as I helped them." Kazak responded, with only a hint of snarls and growls behind the words.
"You mind if we ask what you were doing there?" O'Neill piped up.
"Actually I do... I... can't tell you yet. I still need to talk to Thor." Right after Kazak finished talking, there was a flash of light and Thor appeared beside the table between Kazak and O'Neill.
"Thor, great timing!" Kazak laughed.
"Greetings Kazak." Thor began, receiving a nod in reply from his furry friend. "Greetings O'Neill."
"Thor, good to see you, buddy!" O'Neill responded.
"I see you have met Kazak." Thor continued.
"We kinda ran into each other while exploring." O'Neill said.
"What exactly were you exploring?"
"We were checking out a Goa'uld base on a remote planet."
"Shornok?" The Asgaard's features became grave, well, as grave as the features could and he looked sternly toward Kazak, who bowed his head low. "I told you not to go."
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. I had to deal with those damn Sh... I mean Goa'ulds." Kazak said, still staring at the table. The Humans simply watched as Thor scolded Kazak, like a father would a son who'd misbehaved. Then Thor looked toward the Humans and spoke to them again.
"You see, Kazak is a mere child in his culture."
"Thor! I'm over two hundred of their years old!"
"The Furlings live to be well over a thousand of your years old. However, they do not mature until they are over five hundred of your years old." Thor explained.
"So he's just a child?" Carter asked.
"Yes." Thor answered.
"Pretty brave for a kid." O'Neill added.
"Thank you." Kazak responded.
"And rather brash." Kazak simply sighed at Thor's words. "Kazak, I would like you to show them."
"What?!" Kazak shouted. Then he moved his mouth as if he was talking rapidly but the Humans heard no sound. When his mouth stopped, Thor spoke.
"Kazak, please refrain from speaking in that frequency when around humans, they cannot process that tone." Kazak looked at the Humans who sat quietly and sighed then apologized. "And yes, I do mean it."
Kazak looked around the room. He stared at each person at the table briefly. When he was done he looked at Thor and answered. "You seem to really trust these Humans. I'll do it."
"Do what exactly?" O'Neill broke in.
"Kazak has agreed to show you his world, the world of the Furling's, Furlonia. He will also help you to learn more about certain things that I assure you, you will find very useful." Thor answered. "I must return now. Kazak, can you handle the rest?"
"Yes, thank you Thor." With that, Thor bid good-bye to O'Neill and the rest of the group and then he was gone as suddenly as he had arrived.
Kazak was the first one to speak up after Thor was gone. "I'll show you my world, because if Thor trusts you, I trust you. But if I give you the gate address, you have to promise never to go through, unless you have my, or Thor's permission. It could be very dangerous. Do you understand?" General Hammond gave his word and the group headed off to the control room where he pointed out the symbols in the correct order. He refused to allow them to send a M.A.L.P., claiming it would not be accepted well on the other side. In the end, the Humans decided if Thor said they should go, then it was safe. The mission was set for a few hours later, giving SG-1 enough time to prepare and giving Kazak enough time to try a few more of the human foods waiting for him in his quarters.
Thanks in advance for glancing in the direction of my story. I'm hoping for reviews. I'll keep going, putting up new chapters as often as I can. I'll go faster if people tell me they like it. ^_^
"Understand this, there was once an alliance of four great races in the galaxy; the Asgaard, the Nox, the Furlings and the Ancients." ~Quote from The Fifth Race. This story is an idea as to who the Furlings are and what happened to them.
Furlings: Briefing
After a few hours of sleep and a hot meal, Daniel returned to the room where he had left the Furling. When he entered the room, he found him curled up, asleep in a corner on the floor. Being an anthropologist, Daniel wasn't totally caught off guard by this, it was common for other cultures to sleep in different manners. When the door clanged shut behind him Daniel saw Kazak's pointed ears flinch. The beast opened his eyes and then stood up. When on his feet, he yawned and stretched his arms high above his head. In the process he showed off his claws as he spread his fingers apart and Daniel got to see the true beauty of these deadly weapons.
"Good morning. Sleep well?" Daniel inquired when the beast appeared more awake.
"Reasonably." Kazak responded with less of a growl then usual. He was slowly adapting to the alien language. Kazak then walked over to the table where the tray of fruit sat and looked at the assortment. He had been to many planets and seen many different kinds of fruit, but still some of these surprised him. He picked up a round, red piece that was about the size of his hand and bit into it, his sharp teeth easily slicing through the thin skin. It was sweet and sour at the same time, yet it had a very appealing taste.
"That is called an apple." Daniel said upon seeing the delighted expression on the Furling's face.
"It's good." The two sat and enjoyed a few more fruits and vegetables before Daniel realized it was time for the morning briefing. He explained to Kazak that SG-1 and General Hammond would be at the briefing and they wanted Kazak to be there so they could talk more. Kazak agreed because he wanted to talk more as well.
The two left and headed to the briefing room. On the way, Kazak realized this enclosed facility was preventing him from becoming in tune with the planet. Usually, by seeing the sun and sniffing the air he could feel the life of everything around him and he would increase his awareness of his surroundings. But here, in this walled fortress, he could not see the sun, nor smell the air. This made him slightly uneasy, but he would have to deal with it.
When they arrived at the briefing room, the rest of SG-1 was already waiting for them. Daniel offered Kazak the chair at the head of the table opposite to the general and he himself sat in the chair beside Carter. Before the Humans could start the briefing, Kazak spoke up.
"Major Carter, how are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, thanks to you." She said with a smile.
"No more cravings for Sha-ahk-kra berries?"
"No, I don't have any more of those thoughts."
"Good, then it's all worn off." There was a pause as Kazak locked eyes with Teal'c. "Teal'c, as long as we've been in the same room, you have not taken you're eyes off me. Can I ask why?"
"There is a legend among the Jaffa, the Rik'shira." Teal'c began.
"Translation?" O'Neill inquired.
"Demon." Daniel broke in.
Teal'c continued. "The demon is said to be sent by the evil ones to kill the Gods. He must be stopped at all cost. Legend says they are primitive creatures who kill with no weapons, but can massacre a hundred Jaffa warriors with ease." Everyone looked toward Kazak who chuckled at the story.
"Jaffa like to exaggerate." Kazak stated. There was a brief moment of silence, but it was quickly broken.
"OK, now that that's settled. Kazak, I would like to thank you for what you did for Major Carter and for the rest of the team while they were off-world." Hammond said. Hammond and SG-1 had already discussed the mission and now they had brought Kazak in to talk about anything and everything else he might know.
"It was no problem. They helped me as much as I helped them." Kazak responded, with only a hint of snarls and growls behind the words.
"You mind if we ask what you were doing there?" O'Neill piped up.
"Actually I do... I... can't tell you yet. I still need to talk to Thor." Right after Kazak finished talking, there was a flash of light and Thor appeared beside the table between Kazak and O'Neill.
"Thor, great timing!" Kazak laughed.
"Greetings Kazak." Thor began, receiving a nod in reply from his furry friend. "Greetings O'Neill."
"Thor, good to see you, buddy!" O'Neill responded.
"I see you have met Kazak." Thor continued.
"We kinda ran into each other while exploring." O'Neill said.
"What exactly were you exploring?"
"We were checking out a Goa'uld base on a remote planet."
"Shornok?" The Asgaard's features became grave, well, as grave as the features could and he looked sternly toward Kazak, who bowed his head low. "I told you not to go."
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. I had to deal with those damn Sh... I mean Goa'ulds." Kazak said, still staring at the table. The Humans simply watched as Thor scolded Kazak, like a father would a son who'd misbehaved. Then Thor looked toward the Humans and spoke to them again.
"You see, Kazak is a mere child in his culture."
"Thor! I'm over two hundred of their years old!"
"The Furlings live to be well over a thousand of your years old. However, they do not mature until they are over five hundred of your years old." Thor explained.
"So he's just a child?" Carter asked.
"Yes." Thor answered.
"Pretty brave for a kid." O'Neill added.
"Thank you." Kazak responded.
"And rather brash." Kazak simply sighed at Thor's words. "Kazak, I would like you to show them."
"What?!" Kazak shouted. Then he moved his mouth as if he was talking rapidly but the Humans heard no sound. When his mouth stopped, Thor spoke.
"Kazak, please refrain from speaking in that frequency when around humans, they cannot process that tone." Kazak looked at the Humans who sat quietly and sighed then apologized. "And yes, I do mean it."
Kazak looked around the room. He stared at each person at the table briefly. When he was done he looked at Thor and answered. "You seem to really trust these Humans. I'll do it."
"Do what exactly?" O'Neill broke in.
"Kazak has agreed to show you his world, the world of the Furling's, Furlonia. He will also help you to learn more about certain things that I assure you, you will find very useful." Thor answered. "I must return now. Kazak, can you handle the rest?"
"Yes, thank you Thor." With that, Thor bid good-bye to O'Neill and the rest of the group and then he was gone as suddenly as he had arrived.
Kazak was the first one to speak up after Thor was gone. "I'll show you my world, because if Thor trusts you, I trust you. But if I give you the gate address, you have to promise never to go through, unless you have my, or Thor's permission. It could be very dangerous. Do you understand?" General Hammond gave his word and the group headed off to the control room where he pointed out the symbols in the correct order. He refused to allow them to send a M.A.L.P., claiming it would not be accepted well on the other side. In the end, the Humans decided if Thor said they should go, then it was safe. The mission was set for a few hours later, giving SG-1 enough time to prepare and giving Kazak enough time to try a few more of the human foods waiting for him in his quarters.