Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters or anything like
that, except Kazak.
This chapter took me a while to get to, sorry about that. I just wasn't in the mood to do much writing lately. Also, I kinda got a bit of writer's block, but thanks to some friends I found some good ideas. Hope you enjoy!!!
Who knows what you'll find when you go off-world. While visiting a Goa'uld occupied planet, SG-1 stumbles across someone they never thought they would meet. If the Asgaard trust him, can SG-1? and what can they learn from this mysterious creature?
Furlings: Shukshora
The walk to the village went by very quickly. The group spoke idly about lots of different things. Kazak managed to coax his Human companions into telling him about one of their misadventures with the Replicators. After the story was over, and every member had contributed their own special part, Kazak laughed because their accounts of the events and Thor's account were very different.
After about two hours, the group came across what Kazak must have been referring to when he said 'village'. Within the large clearing were about a dozen three-walled, square buildings. The roofs were just high enough to walk inside the shacks without hitting one's head. The shacks were positioned around a large fire pit. Everything was old and dilapidated. It looked as though the inhabitants of this village had left very quickly, with no time to even grab personal belongings.
"Welcome to Arknaz." Kazak said after the team had paused at the edge of the clearing. Then the team slowly made their way toward the fire pit. Daniel was immediately drawn to the buildings and he soon began examining everything he could find.
Colonel O'Neill stood near the fire pit with Teal'c by his side. He looked down toward the remaining logs in the fire pit and caught sight of his boots. "Aww Man! I liked these boots!" The sudden cry from the colonel drew the attention of the entire group toward his tattered boots. Kazak approached the colonel and gazed at the boots which were showing signs of acid burns.
"We should go soon." Kazak said.
"Hear that Danny boy? Heading out in ten!" O'Neill called to the anthropologist who threw a quick acknowledgment over his shoulder.
While her commanding officer and Teal'c chatted by the fire pit and Daniel studied the ruins, Carter explored the village. She looked inside many of the houses and saw each one was almost identically furnished with nothing more than a table. She came across one house and inside she found some fresh straw-like material piled in one corner. Obviously it was Kazak's home. She continued on and came across the last of the houses, inside a bit of blue on the ground covered in dirt caught her eye. She went in and brushed the dirt away to find an item resembling a child's doll. A Furling's doll. She held it tightly in her hand for a moment.
"Take it." Carter whirled around to see that Kazak had joined her in the shack.
"What?" Carter asked.
"To remember us." Carter held the fragile doll for a moment longer, then placed it safely in her vest. She and Kazak then made their way to the fire pit where Colonel O'Neill had finally dragged Daniel away from the buildings.
"I have these to give you." Kazak addressed the whole group. Carter hadn't noticed he held two devices in his hands. One was a palm-sized metal disk and the other was a small cube. Kazak approached the colonel and held out the disk. "This is a signal beacon. When activated, I will receive the signal, and I will come if you need me." Kazak quickly showed the colonel the button he had to press to make the device work, then O'Neill put the disk safely in his pocket.
"Next, I have a request. As I have heard countless times before, your ingenuity and creativity have allowed you to solve problems even the Asgaard couldn't fathom. This device contains all the information that has been collected about the virus that plagues my people. If you-" Before he could finish, Carter sensed the tension in his voice and cut in to ease the situation.
"We would be glad to help in anyway we can. Right colonel?"
"You betcha." Kazak smiled at the jovial natured colonel, then quickly showed the major how to work the cube. He held it tightly in one hand and waved the other over the top, causing an image of the triple-helix Furling DNA to appear above the cube.
"Neat." O'Neill commented. Kazak simply pointed to a section and it was magnified. Carter figured it out in no time, but still had to ask one question.
"Is this Furling text?" She said pointing to some writing.
"Yes, but there is very little. The entire graphic has been broken down in to base pairs, which should be easily translatable. And besides, I'm sure Dr. Jackson would love to look at our writing." The major safely tucked the cube away in her vest and the group headed toward the gate, in an upbeat mood.
They walked and chatted some more. When they had walked for about half an hour, Kazak stopped suddenly. He angled his nose toward the sky and flexed his claws. "Oh no." He whispered. "Get down!" Kazak shouted, but his cry was drowned out by a loud crashing as a large beast broke through the trees. SG-1 and Kazak hit the deck in different directions as the beast gained a solid position on the path. It was huge, as big as an elephant but it looked like a wild boar. It had two sharp tusks that curved up toward the sky on either side of its snout and many other sharp teeth that were presently hidden from view.
SG-1 got back to their feet as the beast began to pace. Using its heavy bulk, it flattened trees and forced away branches, leaving a newly formed clearing. As SG-1 watched this spectacle, Kazak shouted to them.
"Defend yourselves! The Shukshora will kill you without a thought!" When Kazak finished yelling, the Shukshora turned toward SG-1. It locked its gaze and after letting out an ear-piercing snarl, it charged.
"Open fire!" O'Neill ordered. He and Major Carter took aim and fired using their P-90s. After the first few shots, the colonel realized that was not a good idea. The beast did stop, but only for a second and the bullets either fell to the ground after impact or ricocheted off in other directions. One bullet passed dangerously close by his ear and the colonel ordered the cease fire.
With the bullets stopped, the beast continued his charge. SG-1 tried to get out of the way. When the beast was inches away from trampling over them, it reared up on its hind legs and began bucking wildly. O'Neill finally saw why. Kazak had leaped onto the Shukshora's back, digging his claws in as deep as he could, he held on as the beast under him bucked.
O'Neill regained his senses when Kazak was bucked from the bucking bronco and impacted squarely against a tree. The beast locked his sights on the Furling and began to charge the downed warrior. Colonel O'Neill hesitated, he needed to get the beast's attention away from Kazak, but he couldn't use his firearms. Instead, he used his own arms.
"Hey! Hey over here! Come on! This way!" O'Neill shouted as he flailed his arms, but it was useless, the beast charged Kazak who barely dove out of the way in time. Within seconds, the fight became a classic matador versus bull competition. Kazak locked eyes with the beast, the beast charged, and Kazak dodged, only to start the cycle again. Every time he dodged, Kazak attempted to claw the beast in the eyes, but each time he failed. SG-1 watched, unsure of what to do. Kazak dodged one last time but he was a little too slow, the Shukshora's sharp tusk grazed his ribs and Kazak snarled with pain. Having seen enough, Colonel O'Neill decided to break it up.
"Teal'c!" O'Neill shouted and before the beast could charge again, Teal'c aimed and fired his staff weapon, striking the beast in the sided of the head. This got the beast's attention and it focused on Teal'c. O'Neill, Carter and Daniel backed away as the beast charged toward Teal'c, but Teal'c stood firm, holding his staff ready. When the beast was a few feet away, Teal'c gracefully stepped out of the way and using his staff as a baseball bat, swung as hard as he could, hitting the Shukshora squarely in the side of the head. A sickening crack echoed throughout the clearing and the beast writhed in agony before it stormed out of the clearing. Teal'c examined his staff weapon, which was now in two pieces because of the force behind the blow.
Colonel O'Neill composed himself and addressed his friend. "Ever consider baseball? You've got one hellava swing!" After he quickly showed his appreciation by slapping his friend on the shoulder and receiving a nod of acknowledgment in return, he and the rest of SG-1 went to find Kazak. They found him at the edge of the clearing, slouched on the ground against a tree.
"Kazak?" O'Neill inquired. Kazak sighed a response. "You OK?"
"That one was bigger than the others." Kazak said, then reached down and examined his wound.
"Will it be back?" O'Neill asked.
"No. The Shukshoras have a very long memory when it comes to pain. Once you injure them, they will never bother you again." Kazak answered as he wiped away the dark blue blood from his wound. Colonel O'Neill offered his hand to help the Furling up. Kazak looked up at the colonel then slowly reached out his hand. Upon seeing the claws approach his own hand, O'Neill nearly pulled away, but his better judgment prevented him from even flinching. When the two locked hands, O'Neill was startled at how gentle the clawed hand was. He gave a slight heave and Kazak was on his feet in seconds. When on his feet, only a hint of pain crossed his face. "We should continue." Kazak added.
"The bleeding's already stopped." Carter stated when she looked at Kazak's injury.
"It was not deep. Let's go." Kazak lead the group out of the clearing at a slightly slower pace. Teal'c took up the rear after collecting the pieces of his staff.
Thanks for reading!
I'll update as soon as I can. The next chapter might be the last, tell me what you think, whether I should keep going or finally come to an end.
Also, I love reviews! So don't hesitate to comment!
This chapter took me a while to get to, sorry about that. I just wasn't in the mood to do much writing lately. Also, I kinda got a bit of writer's block, but thanks to some friends I found some good ideas. Hope you enjoy!!!
Who knows what you'll find when you go off-world. While visiting a Goa'uld occupied planet, SG-1 stumbles across someone they never thought they would meet. If the Asgaard trust him, can SG-1? and what can they learn from this mysterious creature?
Furlings: Shukshora
The walk to the village went by very quickly. The group spoke idly about lots of different things. Kazak managed to coax his Human companions into telling him about one of their misadventures with the Replicators. After the story was over, and every member had contributed their own special part, Kazak laughed because their accounts of the events and Thor's account were very different.
After about two hours, the group came across what Kazak must have been referring to when he said 'village'. Within the large clearing were about a dozen three-walled, square buildings. The roofs were just high enough to walk inside the shacks without hitting one's head. The shacks were positioned around a large fire pit. Everything was old and dilapidated. It looked as though the inhabitants of this village had left very quickly, with no time to even grab personal belongings.
"Welcome to Arknaz." Kazak said after the team had paused at the edge of the clearing. Then the team slowly made their way toward the fire pit. Daniel was immediately drawn to the buildings and he soon began examining everything he could find.
Colonel O'Neill stood near the fire pit with Teal'c by his side. He looked down toward the remaining logs in the fire pit and caught sight of his boots. "Aww Man! I liked these boots!" The sudden cry from the colonel drew the attention of the entire group toward his tattered boots. Kazak approached the colonel and gazed at the boots which were showing signs of acid burns.
"We should go soon." Kazak said.
"Hear that Danny boy? Heading out in ten!" O'Neill called to the anthropologist who threw a quick acknowledgment over his shoulder.
While her commanding officer and Teal'c chatted by the fire pit and Daniel studied the ruins, Carter explored the village. She looked inside many of the houses and saw each one was almost identically furnished with nothing more than a table. She came across one house and inside she found some fresh straw-like material piled in one corner. Obviously it was Kazak's home. She continued on and came across the last of the houses, inside a bit of blue on the ground covered in dirt caught her eye. She went in and brushed the dirt away to find an item resembling a child's doll. A Furling's doll. She held it tightly in her hand for a moment.
"Take it." Carter whirled around to see that Kazak had joined her in the shack.
"What?" Carter asked.
"To remember us." Carter held the fragile doll for a moment longer, then placed it safely in her vest. She and Kazak then made their way to the fire pit where Colonel O'Neill had finally dragged Daniel away from the buildings.
"I have these to give you." Kazak addressed the whole group. Carter hadn't noticed he held two devices in his hands. One was a palm-sized metal disk and the other was a small cube. Kazak approached the colonel and held out the disk. "This is a signal beacon. When activated, I will receive the signal, and I will come if you need me." Kazak quickly showed the colonel the button he had to press to make the device work, then O'Neill put the disk safely in his pocket.
"Next, I have a request. As I have heard countless times before, your ingenuity and creativity have allowed you to solve problems even the Asgaard couldn't fathom. This device contains all the information that has been collected about the virus that plagues my people. If you-" Before he could finish, Carter sensed the tension in his voice and cut in to ease the situation.
"We would be glad to help in anyway we can. Right colonel?"
"You betcha." Kazak smiled at the jovial natured colonel, then quickly showed the major how to work the cube. He held it tightly in one hand and waved the other over the top, causing an image of the triple-helix Furling DNA to appear above the cube.
"Neat." O'Neill commented. Kazak simply pointed to a section and it was magnified. Carter figured it out in no time, but still had to ask one question.
"Is this Furling text?" She said pointing to some writing.
"Yes, but there is very little. The entire graphic has been broken down in to base pairs, which should be easily translatable. And besides, I'm sure Dr. Jackson would love to look at our writing." The major safely tucked the cube away in her vest and the group headed toward the gate, in an upbeat mood.
They walked and chatted some more. When they had walked for about half an hour, Kazak stopped suddenly. He angled his nose toward the sky and flexed his claws. "Oh no." He whispered. "Get down!" Kazak shouted, but his cry was drowned out by a loud crashing as a large beast broke through the trees. SG-1 and Kazak hit the deck in different directions as the beast gained a solid position on the path. It was huge, as big as an elephant but it looked like a wild boar. It had two sharp tusks that curved up toward the sky on either side of its snout and many other sharp teeth that were presently hidden from view.
SG-1 got back to their feet as the beast began to pace. Using its heavy bulk, it flattened trees and forced away branches, leaving a newly formed clearing. As SG-1 watched this spectacle, Kazak shouted to them.
"Defend yourselves! The Shukshora will kill you without a thought!" When Kazak finished yelling, the Shukshora turned toward SG-1. It locked its gaze and after letting out an ear-piercing snarl, it charged.
"Open fire!" O'Neill ordered. He and Major Carter took aim and fired using their P-90s. After the first few shots, the colonel realized that was not a good idea. The beast did stop, but only for a second and the bullets either fell to the ground after impact or ricocheted off in other directions. One bullet passed dangerously close by his ear and the colonel ordered the cease fire.
With the bullets stopped, the beast continued his charge. SG-1 tried to get out of the way. When the beast was inches away from trampling over them, it reared up on its hind legs and began bucking wildly. O'Neill finally saw why. Kazak had leaped onto the Shukshora's back, digging his claws in as deep as he could, he held on as the beast under him bucked.
O'Neill regained his senses when Kazak was bucked from the bucking bronco and impacted squarely against a tree. The beast locked his sights on the Furling and began to charge the downed warrior. Colonel O'Neill hesitated, he needed to get the beast's attention away from Kazak, but he couldn't use his firearms. Instead, he used his own arms.
"Hey! Hey over here! Come on! This way!" O'Neill shouted as he flailed his arms, but it was useless, the beast charged Kazak who barely dove out of the way in time. Within seconds, the fight became a classic matador versus bull competition. Kazak locked eyes with the beast, the beast charged, and Kazak dodged, only to start the cycle again. Every time he dodged, Kazak attempted to claw the beast in the eyes, but each time he failed. SG-1 watched, unsure of what to do. Kazak dodged one last time but he was a little too slow, the Shukshora's sharp tusk grazed his ribs and Kazak snarled with pain. Having seen enough, Colonel O'Neill decided to break it up.
"Teal'c!" O'Neill shouted and before the beast could charge again, Teal'c aimed and fired his staff weapon, striking the beast in the sided of the head. This got the beast's attention and it focused on Teal'c. O'Neill, Carter and Daniel backed away as the beast charged toward Teal'c, but Teal'c stood firm, holding his staff ready. When the beast was a few feet away, Teal'c gracefully stepped out of the way and using his staff as a baseball bat, swung as hard as he could, hitting the Shukshora squarely in the side of the head. A sickening crack echoed throughout the clearing and the beast writhed in agony before it stormed out of the clearing. Teal'c examined his staff weapon, which was now in two pieces because of the force behind the blow.
Colonel O'Neill composed himself and addressed his friend. "Ever consider baseball? You've got one hellava swing!" After he quickly showed his appreciation by slapping his friend on the shoulder and receiving a nod of acknowledgment in return, he and the rest of SG-1 went to find Kazak. They found him at the edge of the clearing, slouched on the ground against a tree.
"Kazak?" O'Neill inquired. Kazak sighed a response. "You OK?"
"That one was bigger than the others." Kazak said, then reached down and examined his wound.
"Will it be back?" O'Neill asked.
"No. The Shukshoras have a very long memory when it comes to pain. Once you injure them, they will never bother you again." Kazak answered as he wiped away the dark blue blood from his wound. Colonel O'Neill offered his hand to help the Furling up. Kazak looked up at the colonel then slowly reached out his hand. Upon seeing the claws approach his own hand, O'Neill nearly pulled away, but his better judgment prevented him from even flinching. When the two locked hands, O'Neill was startled at how gentle the clawed hand was. He gave a slight heave and Kazak was on his feet in seconds. When on his feet, only a hint of pain crossed his face. "We should continue." Kazak added.
"The bleeding's already stopped." Carter stated when she looked at Kazak's injury.
"It was not deep. Let's go." Kazak lead the group out of the clearing at a slightly slower pace. Teal'c took up the rear after collecting the pieces of his staff.
Thanks for reading!
I'll update as soon as I can. The next chapter might be the last, tell me what you think, whether I should keep going or finally come to an end.
Also, I love reviews! So don't hesitate to comment!