Chapter 7 - Drought And Fire

Siama'a could not help but shudder inwardly as she was left alone with Daray. Somehow the younger woman sensed it or her powers of observation were really sharp, Siama'a couldn't tell exactly.

Daray walked up some paces closer until she could make direct eye contact. She eyed her closely and then questioned:

"How do you know of my growth?"

Siama'a frowned, "You don't know me, do you?"

Daray thought for a moment before she replied, "I remember who you are. You are the reason for my mother falling to disgrace towards my father because she was unable to hold you from escaping over four years ago. Baal has told me the story..."

"What happened to Samira?"Siama'a inquired.

"Exilum. And I really do blame and hate you for that having happened to her", Daray snapped.

Daray's hatred for that Tauri woman before her was burning fiercely and hot. But she had the chance for vengeance now, the prisoners were fully at her mercy. It brought her some pleaure to remind this one of it.

"To your bad luck I've finally found my possibility to have vengeance now. After it it'll be an even greater pleasure to deliver you and your mate to Baal."

Here opposite merely squinted at her trying to conceal her fear. Then she said something Daray did not want to hear.

"Baal is using you for his purpose. Your mother was his slave, as are you even though you are from his own blood and he has raised you up to this state and position you're in now."

"You are mistaken", the sharp tone of her voice even surprised Daray herself. This statement made her even more roused. She was the bringer of drought and fire; this was what that foolish Tauri would get to experience right away...

Jack waited in his cell for a period of time that seemed like half an eternity to him, so alone without Sam. But then the Jaffa brought her back, on the first sight she looked normal and still fine. On the second glace, as she was curling up on the floor beside him, Jack saw how pale she actually was.

"What has that evil brat done to you?"he questioned softly.

The reply was a mere whisper, "Torture."

First thing Baal taught her after she could walk, Jack thought grimly.

Sam spoke on. "We've already entered Baal's teritory, soon she'll deliver us to him."

Holy crap,it shot through Jack's mind, not again!

"S'ok, Sam", he told his friend calmly, "better ya sleep some now."

Sam nodded and dozed away soon, having her head layd into his lap. Jack leaned back against the wall and after some time he was fast asleep himself.

Suddenly a newly familiar voice broke the silence surrounding them. As Jack's eyelids fluttered open he saw Daray standing in front of the force field her hands on her hips.

"What a pleasing sight you are this peacefully asleep. How bad that it's time to end your peace now. We've reached our destination and my father is waiting to see you."

Dammit, Jack cursed inwardly once again. He looked down at Sam who had just opened her eyes as well; they were full of shock, since she had to remember everything having happened to her the last time, the things that had thrown her whole life into chaos.

And so Jack remember these many horrible things Baal had done to him.

The Jaffa came to take them once again...

To be continued... just for you Gil, my truest fan. ;-)

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