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SG-1 returns to the safety of the SGC to find something is wrong. The power is out, the gate room is a mess and everyone is missing.
Empty Halls: Weapon of Salvation
The colonel raced through the halls as fast as he could. He knew that anything on four legs was potentially faster than anything on two, and this beast was no exception. It would have caught him numerous times except for the fact that he knew this base like the back of his hand... wait... bad cliché... he knew the base very well and just when the beast got close, the colonel would make some sudden turn and evade the encroaching monster. He ran with a destination in mind while the beast only ran to make the kill. O'Neill used his P-90 sparingly, only to distract the beast when he had to open a door or go down stairs. His weapon did nothing but irritate the monster.
The beast was not thinking clearly. His lust for this Tau'ri who defied him and his tactics was infuriating. He ran to catch his prey. Had he been thinking he would have activated an electromagnetic pulse to knock out the colonel's flashlight or excreted his hallucinogenic mist into the air. But he didn't think even though he was programmed to learn. This man intrigued him, how he denied his fears and deepest turmoil. The beast hunted. It was better to kill this annoyance than to study it.
The colonel turned a sharp corner and the beast's claws couldn't grip the smooth floor so he skidded into the mangled pipes that lined the wall. The pipes jabbed into his side and he let out a terrifying shriek, and then he continued to chase the colonel with new conviction.
Up on level fourteen, Carter, Teal'c and Daniel had just finished pulling General Hammond and four other officers off the gooey walls. Before the rescuers could confer with the rescuees and loud shriek reverberated off everything metal in the base. Carter glanced toward her team with a worried look on her face, and then reached for her radio.
"Carter to O'Neill; come in sir."
After a few quiet seconds, the colonel broke onto the radio. His voice was frantic, his breath short and the crashing of the beast behind him nearly overpowered his voice. "Carter, I'm still alive!"
"Sir, where are you?" Carter intently asked, hoping she could aid her commanding officer.
"Level nineteen!" He shouted and then uttered some profanity after a loud bang was heard.
"Colonel?" No response. "Colonel!" Carter shouted.
"I'm here!" He replied.
"What's the plan sir?"
"Infirmary." Carter simply looked toward her team, wondering what that one word meant. Daniel was the first to answer; he grabbed his radio and spoke to his friend.
"Jack! That's suicide!"
"Happy thoughts, Danny-boy!" O'Neill panted. "O'Neill out!"
"Daniel?" Carter asked.
"I'll explain on the way! Com'on!" Daniel rushed from the room, Carter gave quick instructions to the five free officers on how to free the rest and then she and Teal'c followed Daniel.
Colonel O'Neill ran flat out towards the stairs at the end of the hallway. He heard the beast gaining but his clip was empty and he didn't have time to reload, his only chance was to reach the stairs. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and then felt the sting of an open wound. He sped up to his highest speed and reached the stairs. He gained a few extra minutes at the bottom. The stairway was small and the beast was big. The colonel caught his breath and mapped out his route.
After an exhausting run and a few new scars the colonel reached the infirmary. It was the same as it was when Daniel and he had visited it at the beginning of this adventure. He scanned the room; overturned beds, scattered debris and a weapons cache. Then he saw what he was looking for; the rocket launcher sitting in the middle of the room, already loaded. He heard a noise behind him and dove for the weapon. While he was in midair, the beast flapped its wings with massive force and sent the colonel sailing past his target and crashing into an overturned bed, luckily he hit the soft side but it hurt anyways. There they were, both equal distances from the colonel's weapon of salvation. The colonel lay on his side on the floor unsure whether to risk another dive or bide his time. The beast stood in all its hideous glory by the doorway, wings stretched to the max in the confined space, drool dripping through its numerous teeth and claws tense with anticipation.
The beast spoke first. "You do not fear me or any other."
"Fer cryin' out loud! You're just a winged rat!" The beast roared at this and then regained its senses.
"Before I kill you, I will teach you fear!" The beast lunged forward aided by its wings and the colonel lunged as well. The beast dove high and the colonel dove low, grabbing the rocket launcher as he rolled past it. They both came to a stop on opposite sides of the room. Still sitting on the ground, the colonel quickly got his back against the wall and the beast turned to face him. The colonel raised the rocket launcher and aimed right at the beast.
"Fear this!" The colonel said and pulled the trigger. The rocket hit the beast square in the chest and obliterated it from existence leaving only its dying shriek and charred remains as a sign it had ever been there. The side effects of the blast were that the rocket's blast radius was too large and encompassed a part of the ceiling, causing structural damage. The immediate ceiling gave way and debris rained down on the colonel. His last thought before a large piece of concrete dislodged itself from the ceiling above him was: "Daniel was right".
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