Sorry, but some parts of this are a bit corny.

The next morning dawned bright and sunny, "just perfect for my festival," Xylena said many times over to her many different slaves, though all of them didn't care and they just rolled their eyes after she left the room.

Janet and Sam woke up slowly that morning and tried to stretch the stiffness out of their bones after they got dressed. Then they left to get a start on the day. After breakfast, in which Xylena said a great big speech about herself, Janet and Sam followed the crowd to a big green where they were to have the ceremony. The smell of the many bodies and animals in such a small space assaulted their nose and mouth, while the crowd was pushing and shoving them in each and every direction.

Xylena marched passed them, the crowd pushing them back even more so as they made an empty lane for her to walk unmolested through. Janet and Sam glared at her as she walked by to no avail, the only thing accomplished in that endeaver was lowering them a couple steps on the maturity ladder of life. Xylena reached the podium unharmed, unfortunately, in Janet and Sam's way of thinking. At once Xylena started talking condesending to her many subjects, telling them how honored they are and many other things with the same air about them. Then she started to bring her lecture to an end, "to honor my reign over you needy, disturbiing folks I have chosen a man to be sacrificed."

"NO!" a cry came from the audience before Xylena could continue. "I challenge you to a duel Xylena, over the throne of this world." Janet turned sharply to glare at Sam, but it was too late, the crowd had cleared a space so that Xylena could get a good look at the challenger and they were cheering wildly. They supported a new queen taking Xylena's place and Xylena started to feel her hold on them slipping.

"What, you dare challenge me!" Xylena screamed back, her face turning red, then an idea dawned on her face, "you can't challenge me, you aren't part of this community." She continued, swaggering a bit at her own cleverness.

"What's your point," Sam called back, "I am part of your little community, I was innitiated in a secret meeting yesterday."

"What!" Xylena shrieked, her plans rapidly falling apart all around her.

"You can't do this," Janet yelled over to Sam, trying to be heard over the cheers going on all around her.

"I have to Jan," came Sam's reply, "there's no other way to do this." Janet stared at her in disbelief, but she realized that Sam was right in her own way. If Sam didn't attempt this then there wouldn't be anyway to save Colonel O'Neil and then if Janet knew her Sam would blame herself for the rest of her life. Janet smiled encouragingly and Sam smiled back before walking towards Xylena. "Where do you want this to take place," she asked as she walked up the steps to where Xylena stood.

"Wherever," Xylena said then turned, "clear a spot right here, right now," she yelled to the audience before turning back to Sam and moving so that she took over Sam's personal space. "Unless you're too scared," she taunted.

"No, I'm not. Are you?" Sam sent back, realizing that Xylena was just teasing her so that she'd back down.

"Fine then," Xylena answered back, before lunging toward Sam, a dagger outstretched in her hand. As Sam watched her leap towards her time slowed down. A thought went through her mind suddenly that she hoped Colonel O'Neill would appreciate what she was doing for him, and then she wondered where Xylena had gotten the dagger on such short notice. The whispers in the crowd got louder and someone, taking pity on Janet obvious shock in the situation, bent down and bestowed upon her the informaion that the fight was to the death. Janet's eyes widen but it was too late. Both Sam and Janet's thoughts where cut short prematurely as Xylena crashed into Sam, causing her body to fall back... and back... until, letting out a great umph, Sam hit the ground, Xylena's weight crashing into her a scant second later. The crowd winced as one, feeling Sam's pain, but the two women on the ground didn't show any sign of having heard as Xylena started to punch Sam in the face before lifting up her dagger, intent on plunging it into Sam.

The End....Not..... At least not yet. Mua ha ha ha ha